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A Troubled Past
Chapter One: Unjust and Unloved
(Note that everyone in this story is 11-12.)
It was a normal day for Wallabee Beatles. He got out of bed and went about his normal morning routine of getting changed, brushing his teeth, eating a quick breakfast and heading out the door for school, but today Wally was in a pretty bad mood. Yes today was the day that report cards came out and Wally's grades weren't up to par with what his parents expected them to be. It wouldn't be as bad as the times before if his parents hadn't hired a tutor to help him. Sure his English and History grades went up significantly, but he was doing worse in Math than he was before. He knew his parents weren't going to be happy when they saw his Math grade and he was pretty sure that he was going to get grounded for it...again. Sure his parents weren't as strict as most parents, and he would only be grounded for the weekend, but Wally still wasn't too happy that he would have to spend yet another weekend locked up in his room with nothing to do.
"Cruddy teacha' making Math so hard an' borin'." Wally said to himself while he waited for the school bus to come and pick him up. The bus pulled around the corner and the next moment Wally found himself on the bus and sitting next to his best friend, Hoagie Gilligan.
"Hey dude." Hoagie said when he sat down, but all Wally did was grumble in response. "Woah, did wrong side of the bed or something today?"
"No. Cruddy report cards are comin' out taday and meh mum isn't going ta be too happy with it."
"I thought that you got a tutor, aren't you supposed to be doing better in school?" Hoagie asked him.
"Ah am in everything except Math." Wally replied in a sour tone.
"Oh I see. Well at least you're parents aren't strict like mine. If I get anything below a B, I get all of my model planes taken away for a month."
"Oh model planes, big deal. If Ah get grounded again Numbuh One will flip out on meh, remember last toime?"
Hoagie laughed as he recalled the last time that Wally got grounded for a few days and the way that Numbuh One yelled at him for over an hour on his 'behavior' and how it could 'impact' future missions if he couldn't go on them.
"Yeah, how could I forget. I mean the entire neighborhood could here Numbuh One yelling at you."
"An' this toime isn't gonna be any bettah, Ah know that Ah'm gonna get grounded."
"Maybe not. I mean the rest of you're grades are good right?" Wally nodded. "Than I don't think that it should be too big of a deal, I mean math is pretty hard after all." Hoagie said, trying to console his friend.
"Ya can say tat again mate." Wally said under his breath as the bus pulled up to their school.
As soon as he entered the bell rang signaling that they had five minutes to get to class rang. 'Cruddy bell ringing right when I get here.' Wally thought, a bit miffed, as he headed to his first class, Math. He entered the class and went to his desk. The bell then rang so the teacher started her lecture, which of course made Wally fall asleep.
'Where am I?' Wally thought when he awoke to find himself surrounded by black. 'What's going on?' He thought as he managed to make out a silhouette in the dark background. As the black faded, he was assaulted by colors and a bright light which momentarily blinded him. As the light slowly faded, he saw somebody that he didn't recognize. The figure seemed to be cloaked in a black cloak, and he was talking to someone. The other person was also appeared to be wearing a black silhouette, so Wally had no idea what was going on and who these two strange people were. 'Who are these people?' Wally thought as he just watched them staring at each other. The silence seemed to drag on forever until the blonde person spoke. "What do you want Dingo?" His voice dripped with venom as he spoke to the silhouette. 'Dingo, what is this guy a dog?' Wally wanted to laugh but found out that he could not speak, only watch what was going on. 'That's strange.' But he decided to not worry about it and watch what was going on. "You know why I'm here Battler." 'Why is that guy named Battler? I may not know much Australian words, but I know that Battler isn't a normal Aussie name.' "I told you already that I'm no longer apart of the D.U.'s. Ever since we lost Big Z the entire way we do things has gone corrupt and you know it. I don't want to be apart of an organization that goes around killing people for no reason." The person named Battler said back. "Pretty ironic coming from you, don't you think? You have killed more people than I can count and you just think that you can walk away from it like it never happened?" Battler didn't reply. "Fine if you think that you can just walk away from what you, Big Z and I have been building for the past four years than I guess you leave me with no choice." Dingo said as he pulled out a gun from out of his black cloak. "You want to kill me now Dingo? Fine go ahead, frankly I don't care anymore. Just get it over with." "Ah, but it won't be you I kill, it'll be you're precious girlfriend." He replied back, and although Wally couldn't see the man, he could tell that Dingo had a sinister grin on his face. "My girlfriend, what are you tal-." But he cut off his sentence short as his eyes widened significantly. "No!." He then charged the silhouetted man and all that was heard was a gunshot and a scream that pierced the dark room.
Wally bolted upright in his seat, panting. Everyone, including the teacher, was looking at him. "Whot are ya lookin' at?" Wally asked, annoyed at all the unwanted attention he was getting.
"Tsk tsk tsk. Falling asleep in my class again Mr. Beatles. This is the third time this month. I'm afraid that I'm going to have to call you're parents."
"Crud!" Wally said and slammed his head on his desk. If by some miracle he didn't get grounded for his grades, he knew he was going to get in trouble for this.
The rest of the day dragged on slowly for Wally. After getting in trouble in Math, the rest of the day went by smoothly for him even though he was really angry. He was on the bus home and knew that he would have to face his parents. And after that he would have to face Nigel about how long he would be out of commission. This day was turning out to be a shitty day for him, but it wasn't over yet.
"Ah cheer up dude, maybe Mrs. Gimpler didn't call you're parents about you falling asleep in class." Hoagie said from his seat next to him, trying to cheer him up.
"Ah doubt it. Mrs. Gimpler hates meh and Ah know tat she would call 'em ta ruin meh cruddy day." Wally grumbled back.
"She doesn't hate you Numbuh Four, she just doesn't like it when you screw around and fall asleep in her class." Hoagie replied back.
"When don' Ah do tat?"
"Uh...hmm. Maybe she does hate you after all."
"Thanks mate." Wally said in a sour tone as he stood to get off of the bus. He then preceded his journey home as slowly as he could because he didn't wish to face the firing squad right away.
After what seemed like an eternity, Wally reached his front door, hesitant to open it. 'Might as well get it over with mate,' the voice in the back of his mind told him. He grumbled and opened the door to find it surprisingly quiet. Usually the t.v. or something would be on, but he was greeted with absolute silence. He was tempted to run up to his room but a voice from the kitchen made him stop in his tracks.
"Wallabee." The voice was surprisingly calm, which startled him.
He slowly walked into the kitchen where he was greeted by his parents.
"Sit." His mom commanded.
He obliged because he didn't want to get in anymore trouble than he knew he was already in.
"Ah got you're report card in th' mail today." Was all his mother said.
"Crud." Wally whispered under his breath.
"Ah was truly surprised by ya're grades son." His father spoke up this time.
"Wha?" Was all Wally could say.
"Yeah, ya did great in all of ya're classes except Math."
"But," his mom spoke up this time.
"We did get a call from you're Math teachah'. Somethin' about fallin' asleep im 'er class." Wally's mom concluded.
Wally swore under his breath.
"Normally we would 'ave let it slide but not this toime." His mother said, still in a calm voice.
"Ah'm sorry son, but Ah'm afraid we're gonna ta 'ave ta ground ya for this." His father said in a somewhat sad tone.
'Ugh I knew this was going to happen.' "How long?" Was all he was able to ask.
"One month." His mother replied, this time in a somewhat cold tone.
"Wh-whot? One month, why so long!" He practically yelled.
"Ah wasn't upset about th' grade Wallabee."
'Great, she's using my first name, she must be really mad.'
"Ah'm upset that ya don' pay attention which is whoi we're groundin' ya for so long. So starting tomorrah, no video games, goin' outside, no t.v., nothin'."
Wally swore under his breath, but then realized something. "Wait, meh groundin' starts tomorrah?"
"Ya heard me."
"So would Ah be able ta go ta a friends house until then?" Wally asked, hoping that he could find something that could get him out of his grounding at the tree-house.
"Ah don' see whoi not." His father replied before his mother got a chance to.
"Whot, whoi would ya let 'im go out?" His mom asked his dad.
"Well 'oney, a month is a long toime without 'is mates, whoi not let 'im spend th' noight with them?"
Wally's mom contemplated this before speaking up. "Foine, just for tonight Wallabee. An' if you're not back by eight tomorrah, you'll be grounded for two months, got it?" His mom said to him.
"Yes mum." He replied, at least he got to spend the night at the tree-house.
"YOU GOT GROUNDED?" Nigel practically yelled at Wally.
"Yeah..." Wally said quietly, Numbuh One was pretty scary when he was yelling at him.
"...For how long?" Nigel finally spoke up after what seemed like hours.
"One month."
Nigel sighed deeply. "Looks like we're going to have to get a replacement then." Nigel then turned around to call moonbase for an available operative. Wally took this as his key to leave.
He was headed do his room to sulk over his bad day when a siren went off in the tree-house, signaling that there was a mission. 'Maybe this day just got a lot better.'
They were headed back from a mission. Numbuh Four was wrong; the mission just made his day that much worse.
They went to the park because Mr. Wink and Mr. Fibb were trying to destroy all of the playground equipment there. It started out as a fun battle but it turned for the worse when they caught him.
Flashback
"We got him." Numbuh Three shouted gleefully. They had managed to bind Mr. Wink and Mr. Fibb with new 2x4 technology. Kids Next Door: N.E.T. Neat Enemy Trapper
Numbuh Four was heading over to where they were tied up, but he didn't realize that his gun still had some ammo in it, so he pretended to shoot it to try and scare his prey. What he didn't expect was to actually shoot and hit the bindings off of Mr. Fibb so that they could safely fly away from the kids.
End Flashback
To say the in the least, Numbuh One was not happy.
But Numbuh Four didn't want to spend the rest of his last day of freedom moping over something that he didn't mean to do, so he decided to go and hang out with Hoagie.
Hoagie, was as usual, in his room working on a model plane that he was working on for months. He finally finished right as Wally entered the room.
"Hey." Wally said and saw Hoagie turn around and grin.
"Hey dude, guess what. I just finished my model of a Aguila AT01. After months of getting it down to the exact detail, I'm finally finished!" Hoagie said with a huge grin plastered on his face.
"Cool, let meh say tat for a minute." Wally said as he took the plane from Hoagie and started playing with it.
"Okay, but be careful with it. That took me months to make." He said as he turned around in his chair to start drawing some blueprints he thought up a few days ago when a cracking sound brought him whirling around in his chair. What he saw made his blood boil. There was Numbuh Four trying to attach what appeared to be a broken wing on his model plane, but when Wally saw his death glare, he stopped and said, "Am so sorry, mate."
"Get out." Was all Hoagie could say, his voice dripping with venom, and Wally put the plane on the ground and fled the room as fast as he could, not wishing to upset his friend anymore than he already had.
Wally was wandering down the halls, feeling a little sad that his best friend practically hated him for an accident that a little glue could easily fix. He was about to head to his room when he passed by Abby's door and noticed it was open. So mostly out of curosity, Wally peeked his head in and saw Abby laying down on one of her couches, listening to her iPod with her hat over her eyes. She was obviously asleep.
'This could be fun.' Wally thought as he walked up to her sleeping form and took ahold of her iPod. He scrolled through the songs until he found what he was looking for. Crazy Train, perfect. He turned the sound off and changed the song, and waited for a few seconds before he quickly turned the volume on max, which got an immediate reaction from Abby with her opening her eyes and ripping the headphones out of her ears. All the while Wally couldn't stop laughing.
She quickly turned to him with fire in her eyes and said as loud as she could. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!'
"Sorry, Ah just couldn' resist." Wally said, while trying to get his laughing under control.
"You IDIOT! Abby has a splitting headache and was tryin' to sleep it off and you go and pull that stunt making it worse!"
Wally stopped laughing as he realized that he just made a big mistake. "Ah'm sorry, Ah just thought tat it would be funny, ya know whot Ah mean?" He asked, trying to calm her down, but this just seemed to make her angrier than before.
"GET OUT!" She screamed. And once again, Wally found himself fleeing from the room of yet another angry teammate.
'This day just keeps getting worse and worse.' Wally thought to himself while he was lying on his wrestling ring bed, thinking of how it could possibly get worse. Just then he heard a knock at his door and heard a voice through the wall. "Wally, can I come in?" It was Kuki. Wally sighed. It's not that he didn't want to see her, anyone would be nice to talk to, but he just didn't want to make another friend angry at him, but he found his door opening to reveal a petite Asian. She was holding an orange Rainbow Monkey and walked up to join him in his wrestling ring. He didn't acknowledge her for he was afraid he was going to do something stupid...again.
"Wally?" She asked him in a tone that made him want to melt. Whenever Kuki spoke to him it made his heart flutter and his stomach do flips, but it never happened when someone else spoke to him. 'I wonder what it means.'
"Whot." He replied, a little more rough than he intended to.
"I just though that I'd come to try and cheer you up, you seem upset." She replied in a soft tone.
"It's foine, Ah just want ta be alone." Was all Wally could say. He didn't actually want to be alone, but he knew he was somehow going to do something to make Kuki mad at him too, and he didn't think that he could take it. After all, he was suffering enough with his friends and family angry at him, but Kuki would just break him.
"Okay." She responded, sounding a little dejected, which made Wally regret what he said. "Well I'll leave you to you're thought's then, but at least take this." She said as she handed him the orange Rainbow Monkey. "I know you don't like them, but this one is my favorite and makes me feel better when I'm feeling down. I know it's worn out but that's because I've had it for a long time." She said as she stood up and left the wrestling ring, leaving just Wally and the orange Rainbow Monkey.
'I don't want this cruddy thing. Might as well give it back to her before I end up breaking it and making her mad at me too.'
"Kuki." He yelled and she turned around to see him holding her Rainbow Monkey. "Thanks but Ah don' want it, catch." He said as he threw the stuffed animal to her, but a little to high. She couldn't reach it and it went over her head and it's neck got stuck on a nail that was sticking out of the wall, and because of how worn out it was, it slowly ripped until the head completely fell off of the doll.
Wally stared wide-eyed at the doll trying to make sense of what just happened. 'I should've seen that coming, with my luck today I was bound to make Kuki mad at me too,' he thought as he tried to make words to apologize to her. He looked at her; she was just staring at the doll, she wasn't yelling or crying, just staring at it.
"Kuki, Ah'm so sorry, it was an accident, please don' be mad at meh."
She turned around to look at him and he saw that there was no emotion in her eyes. "I'm not mad at you."
"Phew, Ah swear Ah didn' me-." But he was cut off as Kuki spoke again.
"I hate you."
"Wh-whot?" Wally couldn't believe what he just heard.
"I hate you." She said a little louder this time, adding emphasis on the hate. She was now crying tears of despair and hatred.
"Kooks, Ah swear Ah didn'." But he was cut off once again by her.
"I HATE YOU SO MUCH WALLABEE BEATLES! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" She screamed as loud as she could, and Wally was sure the entire neighborhood could hear her, but he didn't care. Before he could say anything else to defend himself, Kuki grabbed both parts of her Rainbow Monkey and ran out the door, heaving heavy sobs.
One thought kept running through his mind. Kuki hated him. Kuki hated him. He really screwed up this time, even if he didn't mean to. Then the last part of her message replayed through his mind. 'I never want to see you again!' He was so lost in his own despair that he didn't know what to do. Kuki never wanted to see him again. He might as well drop dead. But Wally knew that he would never have the courage to commit suicide. So what could he do? His parents were disappointed with him and he knew that they would be better off with just Joey, his friends were all mad at him and if he wasn't around, then it would make their lives better without someone to screw it up all the time, his decomissioning was happening in a few months and he didn't want to lose his memories, and the one that hurt the most was the fact that Kuki hated him. He didn't know why it hurt so much to hear her say that but it did. 'What else can I do to make everyone happy if not kill myself?' Then it hit him. It was so obvious and would make everyone happy. So he grabbed a pen and some paper scribbled a goodbye, grabbed some clothes and a picture and left the room to start a new life. Somewhere where people didn't hate him. Yes, Wallabee Beatles, was running away.
A/N Yup I'm back with a new story, and incase you didn't notice, a new pen-name. I changed it from One To Many to Token My Bong. Note that unlike Operation Combat, I Will get this story out faster. I have not abandoned Operation Combat either, I will still write chapters to it, but I'm going to be writing this story first. I won't take more than a week on this story for each chapter, I will try to get them out as fast as I can. I already started chapter 2 and it should be up in a couple of days at the most. So until then - Token.