This is kind of a one-shot, but it'll be in a few short installments.
Disclaimer: I do not own Codename: Kids Next Door or any of the characters, settings, etc.
I haven't got long, so I'll make this quick.
It seems I've gotten too old. I've reached the no-man's land between childhood and adolescence. It's too late for me. So I'm being decommissioned.
But they don't understand.
There are things they don't know, things that shouldn't exist in the first place. But I found out. And I've kept it hidden all this time.
Now they need to know. Numbuh 1 was transferred to the Universal K.N.D. a few years back, and my most trusted members have already been decommissioned.
I still see Fanny now and then. She doesn't remember me, not at all. No one does.
There are new recruits every day, and the threat of adult tyranny continues to rise.
And I'm going to be replaced, and soon. Tomorrow, in fact. Tomorrow I hit that unforgivable age. Tomorrow I will be decommissioned.
I am Numbuh 362, supreme leader of the Kids Next Door.
Tomorrow is the day I die.
I was commissioned as a K.N.D. operative when I was six. Chad—no, Numbuh 274—saw potential in me. He was right. And as Supreme Leader, no one could oppose his rule.
There was no room for me. And no one thought I deserved to be there. I almost believed them. But then I remembered: Numbuh 274 saw me as promising. So I came through.
And when he betrayed us all, I stepped up. Only Fanny scoffed. But I promoted her then, too, so she couldn't complain.
We faced villains and near-death experiences frequently. But we always made it out alive. At least, I always did.
There are secrets hidden in the core of the Moon Base. I shouldn't have gone snooping around.