**Hi! Just Too Cool123 here! This is my first fanfic, so I'll take any critics good or bad. Why? Because I feel like I need all the help I need! OH, and at the beginning of each chapter, I'll have a little memory of Numbuh 4's past. Hope you Enjoy! :3

"Son, so like I said you have to keep a good balance !" said a blonde father as he looked at his 6 year old son trying to ride a bike without training wheels.

"Daaaaddd, this is dumb! I can't even ride this bike! I keep falling!" The little boy yelled as he sat on the sidewalk. He looked grumpy and had a few scratches on his knees. " I bet that cruddy, stupid, Bike is broken!" he yelled pouting .

" Now son, if you don't try, how will you learn to ride?" the father said as he sat next to his son. The little Boy pouted and mumbled under his breath about the "broken" bike. He tried for over an hour and haven't even rode on the bike for 5 minutes!

The father knew his son had temper tantrums easily, and this was defiantly a time he would have one.

He laughed and the boy looked at his father confused.

" What's so funny?" the boy asked his father. " Ha! Well, I remember when I tried to ride a bike without the training wheels! It took me forever! So I just gave up. But the next day I realized what was wrong…"

His son had full attention on him wondering how his Dad learned to ride his bike. "Well_ I didn't keep my balance.

After I practiced a little more and stopped moping around… I learned! So maybe if you try a little more, YOU can ride this bike too!" The little blonde boy jumped up and said

" Oh Yeah! I'll beat the cruddy bike!" He got back on his bike and, pumped with excitement, he got better! After about 30 minutes, he started to get the hang of it.

" HEY DAD, I'M DOING IT! I'M RIDING MY BIKE!" His father applauded his son and then his wife came outside with them to see the excitement.

" Son! Your riding your big boy Bike!" She clapped her hands for him as he rode around their desert like front yard. Then the little boy, about to brag, lifted his hands of the handle bars and yelled

" I WALLABEE BEETLES, IS THE BEST BIKE RIDER OF ALL AUSTRALIA! " Then his parents yelped " Wally! Grab the handle bars!" Then there was a loud Bang!

The parents looked at the direction their son crash , and once they saw his little blonde head pop up, they sighed with relief. " hey! That was so… AWESOME!"

Ten years later…

A Blonde, shaggy haired teenager was walking down yet another street in another town, in another country. He probably globed the world by now! Now he's in some little small town in Tennessee.

"Stupid, cruddy fires. It wasn't my fault the house burned down…. Okay so I did it on purpose. But that Bloke had the mind of a cockroach! How dare he try to take my mom's picture! Man I miss her…" the teenager thought. His name is Wallabee Beetles.

He's been an orphan since he was a kid, he never mentioned his old family to others. He was known as the trouble maker because, every foster home he went to ended up in some kind of trouble.

They claimed Wallabee had " temper tantrums", but to Wallabee he was just being logical!

If someone offended him, he tells them… in a different kind of way. This time, his foster parent told him he should forget about his biological parents and tried to burn his only picture of them.

So, Wallabee burned something alright… more like EVERYTHING! The family was outside though, Wallabee may have been a bit rebellious but he wasn't a murderer!

So after the fire in the house got bigger, he ran away so here he is now walking in some old town. Little did he know, this little town would get the news story of the century!( To the town anyway!)

Wally heard a siren.. then a few more… then a bit more. Wallabee looked behind himself to see what it was.

Then everything happened in a flash, Cop cars and an ambulance and firefighters came speeding down the road he was walking on.

Policeman jumped out their cars and tried to catch Wallabee. Which they did. Before Wallabee knew it, he was in a policeman's office with a Woman looking at his records on a computer.

"So… an orphan, huh? Tisk, Tisk, Tisk, and a trouble maker at that! You could go to juvenile for this… but I might cut you some slack. Mostly because the family you were with are known for stealing a lot so… "

She looked at his now cheerful face but it went back to sad when she said " But, you're going to have to move to another foster home… AGAIN. This time in Cleveland! So… I guess I would say pack your things but, you don't really have any."

Wallabee just shrugged his shoulders and said " Thanks for helping me… I guess."

"Don't thank me! You better be happy there was no proof, or you'd be doing time for arson! Now come on, I have to drive you to the airport! "

**Don't worry, I'm gonna turn in the next chapter soon! VERY SOON! It's gonna have Kuki and the rest of them in it. So prepare for some 3/4 fluff. It'll be soon, so don't fret! SO pleeaaassseeeeeee review! I wanna know how I did! I'll reward you with an online cookie… : 3.