Operation GENERATION.
Greatly
Enigmatic
New
Extremists
Reveal
Attack
To
Initiate
On
Nightwatch
"This is speaking"
This is thinking
Do I look like Mr. Warburton to you?
"Numbuh seven?"
"Numbuh seven!?"
"BIG SIS!!!"
"Sheila!"
It was a normal day in the sector V treehouse…or the closest thing. Numbuhs three and four were wrestling over the remote, Numbuh five was listening to music and reading a magazine, Numbuh two was screwing around with his latest bit of 2x4 tech, and Numbuh one was doing some paperwork. Normally, this stuff would be sent to the highest authority to be taken care of, but Numbuh one tended to do as much as he could between missions to ease Numbuh 362's work. His train of thought was interrupted, however, by a telltale screech, and a scream of "Sector V, FRONT AND CENTER!"
The five children scrambled to the comm. Room to see the familiar freckled face of Numbuh 86. "That's enough out of you," came a much more level voice as Numbuh 362 stepped into view.
They all began a salute when the blonde girl continued: "Cut the formalities," she said briefly, "We've got a situation up on the moon base."
"What kind of 'situation,' Numbuh 362?" Numbuh one asked, knowing his team wouldn't be called for some random paperwork overflow.
"Take a look at these pictures," the grand commander said, her voice carrying over, even as her image was replaced by a strange…thing. "We don't know what the heck this is, but it's growing exponentially, and will reach gihugic size before we can do anything about it."
"Yeah, yeah, cut to the cruddy chase! What's this gotta do with us?" Yelled an impatient aussie voice, courtesy of Numbuh 4. Numbuh one elbowed him as Numbuh 362 continued: "Well, listen to these garbled transmissions that have been coming from it," She paused and strange sound bytes came, like they were coming out of a staticky TV.
"Sure th…work?...sec…Brother and Si…last ones alive!...Seven's allre…Fine! Couldn…en guarantees it!...de printoff f…"
The communiqué was three different voices, each one youthful. The first was a bit deeper than the rest, with a bit of a familiar accent…it also sounded deadly serious. The second voice was higher, but still male and had a light humor about it, and a definite American accent. Finally, the last voice was high, chipper and female, also with an American accent. "We want you guys to come up here and see if you can get a reading. The science nerds up here won't come within ten feet of the thing."
"We'll be right up Soopreem Leader," Said Numbuh one with a salute.
As soon as the screen was off Numbuh two sniggered. "…What?" Numbuh one asked, noting everyone staring at him.
"Oh nothin'…lover boy!" sang Numbuh two. He and Numbuh five shared a glance, then began singing: "NIGEL AND RACHEL SITTING IN A TREE! KAY-EYE-ESS-ESS-EYE=ENN-JEE!!!"
Nigel turned his back on them to hide his blush, and marched into the coolbus. On the ride, Numbuh two wouldn't stop humming "Can you feel the love tonight." Numbuh five listened to her music and Numbuh one looked over the mission dossier, leaving Numbuhs three and four to talk amongst themselves. "Numbuh four?" said Numbuh three longing for a reprieve from the boredom that had gripped her since they left the treehouse.
"Meh?" Numbuh four grumbled from his video game as he took a large swig from his cola bottle.
"Do you think Numbuh one is in love with 362?" Numbuh four squirted soda out his nose and gagged a few times.
"D-d-*coff*-do us both a f-favor…" he began wiping off his face on the sleeves of his hoodie, "and don't do that while I'm drinkin' soda!"
Numbuh three giggled, then her face grew serious again. "But really, Wally. Do you think their in love?"
"I sure as crud don't know," He said, returning to his game, "I mean, I thought numbuh one would stay outa the game ever since Lizzy dumped him. But hey, I'm not a mind reader."
That's an understatement, thought Kuki, but she didn't say anything. When they reached the moonbase the…erm…"greeting party" was there to meet them: "WHAT THE HELL TOOK YOU SO LONG?! THE STUPID THING KEEPS GROWING, GET YOUR REARS IN GEAR! COME ON, COME ON!" Fanny ushered them into the lunch hall where 362 was there staring at the glowing red thing.
"Oh, thank goodness you're here," she sighed as 86 dragged sector V in. "We intercepted this sound byte just a moment ago," she pressed play and the byte, much less garbled then before came in: "Well?...Numbuh ten think's she's ready to go, but he want's to run a few more tests before we…Uh, Numbuh ten, hate to say it, but we aint got that much time. What? The horid four are on their way!" This one had the first two voices from before, and a new female voice, this one much deeper and more horse.
Numbuh 60 ran in, gasping for air. "*huff* I'm here…what'll happen?"
"We're about to find out…" whispered Numbuh one, looking mesmerized. He had good reason to be: the orb had suddenly taken on a waterlike wobble and was glowing brighter than ever! It shimmered and shivered, but then, there was an airy thud, and the light disappeared! There, was a ball of, what appeared to be a maroon rock, apart from it's digitally patterned cracks. "Soooo…" murmured number five, "Now what?"
"NOW we take care of it the OLD FASHIONED WAY!" shouted Numbuh four, charging at the rock! He slammed his fist into it, and then…reared back howling in pain! "AAAAAAAOOOOOOWWWW!!!" he cradled his arms, his knuckles were black where he'd hit the rock, and his whole person was racked with shivers.
A strange, metallic bang was heard, and the pattern on the rock began to glow with crimson light! "WHAT DID YOU DO!?" Fanny shouted. Numbuh four didn't respond, but instead attempted to scramble backwards, but a strange whirlwind formed around the rock, sucking him in! Numbuh three ran forwards and gripped Numbuh four tightly by the waist. Rachel grabbed Numbuh one's hand by instinct and felt him squeeze back and Numbuh two had his arm around Numbuh five's waist as if to make sure she didn't float away! The wind grew so strong, it blotted out the view of the glowing rock, and their was a deafening crack! And then…nothing. After a few seconds, Numbuh one opened one eye. The rock was flashing from the paterns, the red light flickering rhythmacly. Numbuh one watched and took it pausing for a few seconds as a sign of restarting, then translated the flashes. "Guh…ge…get" He whispered to himself, when the answer struck him, as the pattern moved faster. He nudged 362, who looked up and saw what would happen almost instantly, She threw her arms around Nigel, just as the final flurry hit: In a flash of electricity and icy cold wind, the rock desintegrated! The final shockwave hit everybody and knocked them all earthward (or, moonward…ya know what I mean) Numbuh three was closest to the ground, and mostly shielded by Numbuh four, so she was the first to come around…and stare into the eyes of five confused children.
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