Operation: T.H.I.R.T.E.E.N
Disclaimer: I don't own the kids next door. Or anything else you may recognize.
Summery: A decommissioning story like no other. What happens when an agent that you least expect decides to go onto the other side?
Prologue
He watched as the clock flipped over from 11:59pm to 12:00am
He sighed as it had come down to the last day he would be a Kids Next Door member.
He would be thirteen the next day.
Decommissioned, and there was nothing that he could do to stop it.
He had tried to think up everything way out that he possibly could.
Quitting the team wasn't an option, they had made a rule that on the last month of being a Kids Next Door operative you weren't aloud to quit.
So that was out.
He wanted to keep the memories of his team, although the only way out of being decommissioned was something that he never thought he would do.
So he slowly changed from his nightclothes into his normal day clothes and even though it was the middle of the night and his parents where fast asleep- he quietly left the building that he had grown up in.
As he stood outside of his house that he had grown up in he spotted his second home, the tree-house.
He could go up there but he had slept at home for a reason and his other teammates hadn't thought much about it.
He sighed as he pictured his friends asleep in their beds- not knowing that he was about to betray them.
He wondered briefly what would happen to the tree-house.
He knew they would have to move.
He just wondered where too.
He then realized that he would probably find out soon enough.
He took one last look at the tree-house and then made his way down the street to another house he never thought he'd go willingly there again.
He wondered what they would think about him waking them up.
Then he decided not to worry, for the next few minutes he was going to be an enemy.
Finally he pressed his figure on the doorbell and waited.
To Be Continued…