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It was silent in the treehouse, which was very unusual. Suddnely, as if on cue, the large S.K.O.O.L.-.B.U.S. abruptly crashed in the landing area. It was heavily damaged and was smoking from the engine. The kids, badly injured, bleeding, and bruised, stumbled out of the broken down bus. Even Numbuh 1 and his obbesion for missions was all tired out. "Wow, the Delightful Dorks weren't kidding today!"Numbuh 2 wheezed before collapsing on the couch, face first. "I agree, that was almost too close for comfort!"Numbuh 1 exclaimed. "All Numbuh 5 wants to do right now is just relax,"Numbuh 5 muttered, sitting on the chair. "That sounds like a good idea, I'll be up in my room,"Numbuh 4 muttered, half stumbling, half limping to his room. He was up there for about an hour, resting his wounds, and the same for the kids down below him. After resting a while, he decided he needed to punch something, so he instantly went to his punching bag and started hitting it, imagining it to be the Delightful children.

"Lousy Delightful Dorks, thinking they're so tough, when they only use Robots! I swear the next time I see them, I'll give them a pow!"He exclaimed, kicking the air. "And a Thwak!"He shouted, punching upwards. "And then a kapow!"He exclaimed, punching forward, but just as he did, something cool, amazing, and strange happened. As soon as he shot forward as far as it could go, a small fireball shot out and hit the bag, lighting it on fire. Numbuh 4, who was dumbstruck at what just happened, stared at the burning bag. Immediatley, as soon as he snapped out of it, he started trying to put the fire out, then slowly stepped away and looked at his hands.

"Whoa..."Was all he could say. "Guys! COME HERE!"He exclaimed. Suddenly, the entire team walked in, still sore, and looked around.

"What's wrong Numbuh 4?"Numbuh 1 groaned.

"Guys! Watch this!"He exclaimed, punching the air, expecting the fire to appear again, but nothing happened. He punched again, again nothing. The team stared at him. "Ummm, Numbuh 4, maybe you should lie down,"Numbuh 5 suggested. "No! I'm serious! Just a second ago, a fireball shot out of my hand! I swear!"Numbuh 4 shouted, punching the air again, once again, not shooting fire. The team just stared at him, and slowly backed away, hearing Numbuh 5 muttering that he's lost it. Giving up, he decided to just go downstairs and watch t.v. While watching Bugs Bunny, they all felt a rumbling beneath their feet.

"Oh, who could that be?"Numbuh 5 said sarcastically. The walls suddenly exploded, revealing the large robot the delightful children used earlier. It was like a huge battle robot, with large spiky fists, two rocket launchers on both sides of its head, and eyes that could produce lasers. "Hello kids Next doomed, miss us?"The unmistakable voice of the Delightful Children asked. The kids grunted and got out their weapons, but proved useless when one of the giant hands swooped down and grabbed Numbuh 1, 2, 3, and 5, but not 4 because he was out of the area of the swipe. The children smirked as they looked at Numbuh 4. "Well, well, well, look at this. The Kids Next doors lives depend on the IDIOT of the group!"They shouted, and the fist squeezed the kids, causing them all to groan.

Numbuh 4 growled at them and ran up to them, and tried to jump up to the hand to help his friends, but before he got up there, the other hand reached up and grabbed him and lifted him up to the same level as his friends. "Poor Wally, if you wanted to perish along with your friends, why didn't you just say so?"They asked, and started squeezing him. He barely opened his eyes to see his friends pained look on their faces, and he felt something. Suddenly, he started shaking, and just as suddnely, the entire hand which trapped him exploded, and he landed on his feet, turned, and the children, and the kids, trying to keep their conciousness, gasped.

Numbuh 4s hands were engulfed with orange-red flames.

He looked down at them, and smiled. "Cool,"He whispred, then looked up. The children shook their heads and stared at him. "Oh yeah, well lets see how you like this!"The blonde one in front pressed a button, and the two rockets on the sides of its head launched forward, and right towards him. He ducked out of the way and they exploded behind him. Lifting his right hand, he launched the fireball, striking an eye and destroying it, the same with the other hand and other eye. He concentrated, and fire came back, then be shot both hands forward and shot a huge stream of fire towards the robot, piercing the chest and destroying the device which kept the machine running. The hand went limp and dropped the kids, and the giant droid exploded, sending the kids right back to the mansion.

As soon as they got their breath back, they all stared at him as he did his hands, which were currently fire-less.

"Whoa,"Was once again all he could say.

Before you start saying something, I DID NOT steal this idea from Cracker Jacks Secluded power. Also, I'm working on a sequel to an Australian Werewolf in America, and if you're wondering how Numbuh 4 knew what to do when he was fighting, you could say it was instinct. Well, i still hope you enjoyed it! Read, review, no flmaes, and I'll update!