A/N: I'm sorry that I'm not updating my other stories before writing this one... But this came to me after I woke up one morning... Strange dream I had... But that's a WHOLE different story... .
Sorry this isn't as good as my other stories... I wrote this all on the top of my head... Teehee? xD
Operation:
S. omeone
A. wesome
R. emains
A. lone
Sara Parkinson stood in her room in the tree house. She smiled as she looked around. She had just gotten done redecorating, something was known to do every year or so. She just changed her style from something that came out of a Science fiction novel, to a calm Japanese style room. This was her final year in the KND and she was sure to go out with a bang.
The tree house was empty again tonight. Of course it was, it was a weeknight. Most parents refused to let their kid sleep over here unless it was a weekend or holiday. She walked out onto her balcony and looked out onto the suburb below her. It was at nighttime she loved being a KND member instead of just another kid. It was calm. She didn't have to listen to parents yelling or dictating what she had to do.
Her thoughts drifted to the day she made her way to Moon Base. It was certainly hard to do, but it was a good choice.
She popped out after everyone was off the ship and the coast was clear. She adjusted her long brown hair, making sure that it didn't look horrible. She looked around, she had no idea where to go.
She sighed and started to walk down one of the long hallways, looking lost. She knew she had to find the leader, they were her only hope.
A boy, that appeared to be around the age of 12, came up to her. "You lost?" he asked.
Sara winced slightly but nodded. "W-where is the l-leader's office?" she asked in a small voice.
The boy gave her a strange look. "She's not in there at the moment... You want me to take you to her?" he asked.
She nodded, again, with big eyes. "Please?"
He smiled softly, "Alright. Come on." he said, offering a hand.
She took it and they walked off towards a large room that had a beautiful view of outer space. The boy led her to a girl, around the age of 11. The girl turned around when they came closer. "Numbuh 354, who is this?" she asked with a very professional voice.
Sara flinched. The boy, now named 354, looked at Sara, then back at the girl.
"I thought she was an operative." he stated, confused, "Wait... is she your sister Numbuh 184?" he asked with a dumb smile.
184 smacked her forehead. "If she was my sister, DON'T YOU THINK I WOULD RECOGNISE HER?" she screamed. She looked back at Sara, a glare in her eyes. "Who are you and what are you doing on Moon Base?"
Sara took a deep breath. This was her chance... Her only chance. "I-I want to join the Kids Next Door." she said as firm as possible.
Numbuh 184 smirked, "Kid, you're too young to join... How old are you, 7? You have to be at least 9 to join." she explained.
Sara shook her head. "I have to join. Please." she asked, her voice shaking. She hugged her right arm to her side. She couldn't go back home. Never again.
Numbuh 184 gave a small sigh, "Come with me and we'll talk." she said before walking off.
Sara followed suit, keeping a few respectful strides behind her. She was led into a deserted office. Numbuh 184 sat down and signaled for her to sit next to her. Sara walked over and sat.
"Why do you want to join so badly?" Numbuh 184 asked, concern in her voice
Sara looked down, "I can't go home." she stated in a small voice.
"Why not?" Numbuh 184 asked, putting a hand on her right shoulder.
Sara flinched and Numbuh 184 lifted her hand, "I'm sorr- Woah! What happened to you?" she asked, seeing a large bruise covering her neck and leading down to her shoulder.
"My parents..." Sara said softly, her head hanging. "I couldn't take it anymore... I ran away and stowed on a ship heading here. I knew, if I came to you, I could join... If I joined I would never have to go back home." she said, looking back up at the older girl.
Numbuh 184 sighed softly. "What's your name, kid?" she asked.
"Sara Parkinson." she stated.
It was quiet for a few minutes. It looked like she was debating the factors. Finally Numbuh 184 sighed again and said with caution,"Alight... I'll send you to the Arctic Base for training... Right after the nurses here fix you up." a smile crept onto her face.
"Thank you, Ma'am." Sara said with a big smile.
The older girl ruffled the the smaller one's hair. "Just call me Amber."
Sara looked up to the moon. It was five whole years since then. Numbuh 184 was decommissioned after her first year. She didn't mind as much as she thought she would. She still had tabs on Amber, making sure she was doing alright. After all, she was the one who saved her life.
She smiled and walked back into her room and plopped onto her comfy bed. Just as she was getting relaxed, she heard her 2x4 P.H.O.N.E ring. She groaned softly as she reached over to her nightstand and answered it. "Yeah?"
"Numbuh 7?" a girlish voice said, uncertain.
"Yeah. It's me." she confirmed.
"It's Numbuh 5. I was just callin' to make sure you were alright."
Sara laughed. "Yeah Abby. I'm fine. Don't worry I'll watch over the tree house, like every night."
She heard a sigh on the line. "Alright. Numbuh 5 was jes' checkin'."
"Alright. Thanks for worrying, I guess."
"No problem. Night, Numbuh 7."
"Night, Abby."
