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File 52.134: Origins of "The Sooper Sector V"
Transmitted by Numbuh 5
As the KND Soopreme Leader, I get asked a lot of questions. Surprisingly, many of them involve not my new job here at the Moon Base, but my old one as a mere field operative of Sector V. They all ask the same question: What is it that made the Sooper Sector- as we were later nicknamed by fellow operatives- so great? Often times, they begin to reel out stories of our greatest achievements as well-experienced veterans.
However, Numbuh 5 believes that in order to answer this question, you must actually look to our very beginning, the root of the cause.
To me, it all began before the Sooper Sector even came to be. I was just starting out in the Kids Next Door, alongside Numbuhs 9, 8a, 8b, and my older sister, Numbuh 11.
But then, a certain mission involving chicken pox caused Numbuh 9 to leave the Sector in search of a cure, and 8a and 8b to give up their lives as field agents and work for the Global KND. So it was just me and my sis, which would've suited me just fine if it wasn't for the fact that her thirteenth birthday was coming up fast. Too fast, if you ask me.
Finally, with barely six months before her scheduled decommission, Numbuh 11 pulled me aside.
"Look Abby," she told me. "I know you've been avoiding this, but you gotta find some new teammates."
I sighed. I knew this would be coming eventually. "But Cree," I said. "It's just hard to think about you being gone from the KND. Forever."
Cree looked like she was about to cry (and, I admit, I was pretty close, too). But then her face hardened up into the authoritative Numbuh 11 I've known for so long.
"But facts are facts, Numbuh 5," she stated. "So unless you wanna spend the rest of your KND career as some sorry sap without anyone else in your sector, you need to get some kids into the Cadets Next Door for training."
When Cree uses my codename, it's a sure sign that she means business. No use arguing with her now.
"Okay, but I don't know where to even start looking for recruits," I complained.
Cree shrugged. "They could be anywhere: school, park, neighborhood. You just gotta keep you eyes open."
She licked her lips. "I'm up for a soda. You want one, sis?"
I rolled my eyes at her. When suddenly under an immense amount of pressure, I tend to lose my appetite.
"I'll take that as a 'no'." She turned to leave, but something made her stop.
"One more piece of advice, Abby," she said, leaning in close. "Don't just keep your eyes open, but also your mind. Not everyone is as they seem. You may be surprised at what a person can offer to the team." Then Cree walked out of the room.
For a few moments, I simply stared at the spot where my sister had just left. Then I turned and plopped myself onto the couch.
As her final gift, Numbuh 11 had given me my most challenging mission yet.
So this is my first fanfic EVER! Here's how it's gonna go down: There's gonna be five chapters, one for each operative, and possibly an epilogue. I'll update every Saturday. Enjoy!