I'd like to take the time to inform you, the reader, what this story means. Its a brand new universe. From this story onward, it's all stories from Sector V to this oc character. So why start with the oc instead of Sector V? Because this allows me to introduce things, characters who will impact the whole grand scheme that aren't directly involved with Sector V.

Anyways, here it is, Story 1 of...a lot.

Legends Universe: Story 1

Numbuh 2030

Providence, Rhode Island

1 July, 2004

Join the Kids Next Door!

A young boy read the words on the flyer in silence. Just before packing up all his things and moving out with his mom, the boy was handed this particular piece of flimsy white paper at school. He didn't very much know what this Kids Next Door was, but it certainly sounded interesting.

Meet New and Exciting People! Go On Amazing Adventures! Protect Your Fellow Kids!

Meet new and exciting people? He was bound to meet new people eventually. The boy looked towards the front of the car, seeing his mom at the wheel, taking him to their new home in Rhode Island. That was an adventure on its own. Packing up and leaving to parts unknown. Still, he was intrigued by this so called Kids Next Door. So the boy kept reading.

Don't Tell Your Parents.

"What you got there son?" The boy looked up from the paper to his mother. She was looking at him through the rear view mirror.

The boy looked back down to the paper, reading the words in his head once more. "Nothing mom."

"Alright, look Nolan, I know things haven't been going well for us these past months, but we're finally good again, okay?" The boy's mother flashed him a gentle reassuring smile. "When school starts up for you you'll make a lot of new friends. Won't that be nice?"

"Yeah." Nolan, the boy, answered.

Visit Your KND Recruiter If Interested. There's One in Every City.

Adventure. Friends. Everything an aspiring eight year old needed. "I think I'll make a lot of friends mom." Nolan smiled.

It wasn't much to look at. It was one floor, three bedrooms, one bath, a kitchen and living room. The paint job was shotty. Whoever they bought it from had gone cheap. Nolan exited the car, placing the flyer in his left pants pocket. He grabbed a box full of toys and other items from the passenger seat ad hobbled into his new home.

Outside, Nolan's mother was busy unloading the rest of the items in their car. Nolan found the movers had already dropped off most of their things, leaving it up to him and his mother to unpack and form the house to their liking.

Nolan found his room. His mattress was on the floor, a box of his clothes against a wall. Nolan sat down on the mattress, setting the box to his side.

Soon, he'd personalize his room. Probably put something in a corner. Stack things near the wall opposite of his bed. It was his room. He could do whatever he wanted with it. But first things first. Nolan withdrew a photo album from the box, taking it into his arms, he opened it. Within the album, Nolan pulled out a photo of him and his mother. In the photos place, Nolan folded the flyer and placed it in place of the photo. He set the album aside and grabbed a roll of tape, tapping the photo to his wall.

With a smile, Nolan laid down on his bare mattress. Tired from the trip, the youth yawned. He'd never stayed up for that long before. From Oregon to Rhode Island. Who knew what kinds of adventures he'd have if he joined this Kids Next Door. All the new people he'd meet. An endless amount of possibilities, too numerous for him to comprehend. And all he could do was smile and drift off into sleep.

'Sweet Dreams.' He thought to himself. 'Tomorrow I make friends.'

2 July, 2004

It was a hot summer day. Nolan's mother had finished unpacking, their home was now theirs. So here was Nolan, walking out the front door of his new home. He'd informed his mother he was going to the park, which was surprisingly right across the street and full with kids his age running around and playing games. With a grin on his face, Nolan walked through the street, making sure to watch both ways of course, he was young and neglectful, but he adhered to the warnings any caring parent would instill into their child.

Goals for today: Ask anyone if they know about the KND. Find out how to join said KND. Make Friends.

Nolan stepped off the gravel road and onto the grass of the park. It was a matter of not coming off as weird to his new peers; he didn't want to hurt his chances of having friends now. Nolan stood in the outskirts of the simple playground within the park. There was a metal slide supported by wooden columns, some trees, a set of monkey bars a built in tic -tac-toe game. There were even some kids playing with a blue handball, most likely brought from home.

Perhaps he'd ask that one kid there helping a four year old up onto the slide, or the girl over in the field orchestrating a game of tag, or perhaps that teenager with the red hair and the purple spandex jumpsuit. Unfortunately, while lost in his thoughts, Nolan found himself oblivious to the shouts demanding his attention.

The ball struck the raven haired boy across his face. Spinning and falling, mostly falling. Nolan hit the ground. He sort of felt like crying.

"Sorry." Nolan looked up, water in his eyes. There standing over him was a girl his age, light brown curly hair in a ponytail, pink overalls and a concerned look on her face. "You're not dead are you?"

"I'm okay." Nolan muttered, replying while lying on the ground.

"Sorry about the ball…need a hand up?" The curly hair girl apologized, extending a hand to Nolan.

"Yes please." With the clasp of their hands, the girl pulled him up. Dusting himself off, the girl retrieved her ball. "Thank you."

"So, you new here? Never saw you at this park before." The girl asked.

"Yeah. Just moved in yesterday." Nolan pointed to his new house across from the park.

"Neat. The names Cassie, that's what my friends call me." The girl, Cassie, smiled. "You?"

"I'm Nolan. That's just what was written on my birth certi-certi…the paper, the paper that proves I was born." Nolan chuckled lightly. "That was supposed to be a joke, but I forgot the word."

Cassie let out a laugh. "You're alright Nolan, come on and join the game." Cassie motioned to a group of kids waiting for her to return with the ball.

"So what's the game?" Nolan asked as Cassie tossed the ball over to a boy with brown hair.

"We're just throwing the ball at each other. Think tag and dodgeball, no teams, just toss the ball." Cassie said as the kids began to run around, throwing the ball at one another. "Got anymore questions before I end up having to chase you down with the ball?" Cassie jokingly asked.

"Yeah, actually…" Nolan dug into his pocket, pulling out the flyer. "Do you know where the Kids Next Door are? I'd like to join."

Cassie froze in place, the ball hitting her shoulder and merely bouncing off. Her eyes went wide open, shooting a look to one of the park benches, where the teen with red hair and a purple spandex jumpsuit sat. He twitched slightly, turning to look directly at the back of Nolan's head.

"We-we don't talk about them here." Cassie said, visibly shaken.

"Cassie? What's wrong?" Nolan asked, unaware of the sadistic look the teen was giving him.

"Just, Nolan, you need to know something about Providence. The older kids, the teens, they run this place." Cassie glanced back over to the teen, who'd begun to approach them. "They're mean, and this one guy right here, he can do things, things that scare us kids."

"Like what?" Nolan asked, turning around to see the teen standing behind him.

"Sup kid." The teen looked down on Nolan. "Heard you were talking about the Kids Next Dumbells."

"Yeah…do you know here I can find them, I'd like to join them?" Nolan asked, holding up his flyer.

"New hear?" The teen asked, earning a nod from Nolan. "Well, see, this is how it works around here." The teen smacked Nolan across his cheek with the back of his hand. "Who so ever speaks their name is to be beaten. Forever bullied. Starting now, your life is now a living hell." The teen smirked as Nolan hit the ground for the second time today, this time, causing the boy to cry.

"Stop! Please! He's new, he doesn't know better!" Cassie pleaded.

"Exactly. Now how can he learn without knowing the punishment?" He snarled at Cassie. "Now, let the tornados fly!" He shouted as he began to spin around super-fast, practically creating a mini-tornado. "Teen Tornado Rulez!" He shouted as he balled his hands into fists. The pull of the wind elevated Nolan into the air, allowing Teen Tornado to spin and punch him repeatedly.

The kids in the park only watched. Nolan cried for help, but no one answered. Cassie only watched in horror as Teen Tornado laughed. Nolan cried, he cried and cried. Help wasn't coming.

A boy wearing tin cans with the number '416' spray painted on a metal plate walked his way onto the park, a hand held weapon in his hands resembling a mustard bottle. He rose the bottle and took aim. He began to pull the trigger, striking the teen with mustard blasts. Teen Tornado, taken by surprise, quit his spinning to flail, dropping Nolan onto the ground, the third time this day.

"You!" Teen Tornado shouted, preparing to retaliate.

"Leave, now." The boy with the number spray painted onto his unorthodox clothing, muttered lowly, as he continued to lay down an onslaught of high velocity mustard blasts.

"Tomorrow. I'll be back. And Prom Queen will be here, she'll be here. All because you couldn't just stand by and watch that kid learn his lesson." Teen Tornado shook his head before taking off running. "We're ending this! You hear me?! This ends tomorrow, kid!"

The boy sighed, looking at the mustard bottle weapon in hand. "M-mister?" The boy turned to see a bruised Nolan on the ground, looking up to him. "T-thank you…a-are you with the Kids Next Door? I-I'd like to join, please?"

The boy looked down at the grass, head hanging low. "No." With that said, the boy with the number walked away, Cassie and other kids running to Nolan's aid.

"W-who was he?" A crying Nolan asked Cassie as she and others helped him up.

"The Kids Next Door." Was Cassie's reply. Nolan watched as the boy departed from where he came, walking down the street to what appeared to be a giant tree made of other giant trees. A huge letter 'Q' hung from the fortress like tree, it appeared to have lights, unused however for some time.

Nolan's flyer lay in the dirt. Ripped and sullied, Nolan dare not recover it.

Thank You for reading chapter one of Numbuh 2030! Not all characters introduced in this story are OCs. Only two, the title character and the operative. Everyone else...they've been acknowledged in the canon in some form or another. Cassie is actually a one and done character on the show, and a good friend of Numbuh 86. That narrow it down yet?

Thank You Once More The Time And Effort Spent Reading! I hope you enjoyed it!