A/N: Wow, it seems like a while since I posted here. I had the urge to write an angsty KND fic, after reading similar fics and listinging to similar songs. Don't flame Please *puppy dog eyes*

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Kids next door mission

Operation: T.E.S.T.

Teammates
Endure
Sad
Trauma

"Amen." The entire room spoke in unity. Everyone started to sit down in the pews when they heard a giant crash. Shards of glass rained down from the now shattered skylight. Five kids started to repel down through the giant gaping hole in the ceiling.

"Numbuh 2?" The one wearing the black sunglasses spoke, anger dribbling from his voice. He pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Uh, yes Numbuh 1?" Another one replied, this one wearing an aviator hat and goggles.

"This is a church. I thought you said this was a brainwashing facility." The sunglasses kid spat at the aviator one. The aviator kid just rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"Uh, well, I guess the computer was malfunctioning…" He tried to come up with an excuse but was interrupted.

"Your brain's malfunctioning!" Sunglasses kid yelled. That's when he noticed the entire population of the church was staring at them. "Uh, carry on." he said as they went back up through the skylight.

~*~*~

"How embarrassing!" Numbuh 1 said, pacing around the space of the SCAMPER.

"Don't worry Numbuh 1, nobody else needs to know about this." Numbuh 5 tried to reassure him.

"Oh! I know what will cheer him up! Ice cream!" Numbuh 3 screamed. Numbuh 2 nodded in agreement.

"Numbuh five could go for a blurpleberry ice cream." Numbuh five joined in with her teammates to cheer up their leader from the false mission.

"Well, ice cream does sound good." Numbuh 1 gave in. "Numbuh two, get to the nearest ice cream shop A.S.A. NOW!" He commanded the pilot. Numbuh 2 saluted and changed course. Within seconds they were landing in the middle of the street, right outside the shop. Numbuh three jumped up and ran out the door of the vehicle.

"I'm gonna get the bubblegum flavor! No wait, isn't there a new rainbow munchies flavor?" She stopped in the middle of the street to think about it. Then she heard someone calling her codename.

"Numbuh three! Look out!" Numbuh four was yelling while jumping out of the SCAMPER. She waved to him, oblivious to the car careening down the street, heading right towards her. It honked it's horn, which was about the time she noticed it. Her eyes widened as it got closer. It was too late to jump out of the way, and her friends were to far away to help.

"Ahhh-" She creamed as the car hit her, cutting her off. Numbuh four reached her.

"N-Numbuh three?" He asked, "K-kuki?" He noticed her still form was being surrounded by crimson. "Quick! We need to get her to the hospital!" He screamed as he gently lifted her up. She was limp. He quickly got back to the scamper and carefully got in.

"Numbuh three don't look so good." Numbuh 5 spoke as she went to sit by Numbuh 4 on the floor. She lifted up one of Numbuh 3's cloth covered hand. She pulled back the blood-stained cloth so that the girl's hand and wrist were showing. Slowly, not wanting to know, but needing too, she felt for a pulse. She found none.

"N-Numbuh five? I-is she gonna b-be ok?" Numbuh 4 questioned, voice dripping with worry. Numbuh five just shook her head while taking off her hat. She put it on Numbuh three's lifeless body and went back to her seat. For the rest of the ride, it was deathly silent except for the sound of the SCAMPER and tears hitting the hard metal interior.

~*~*~

"I'm sorry kids." Mr. Lincoln said. The young operatives hung their heads.

"I guess we'll have to tell kids next door global command that we are down to four operatives." Numbuh 1 spoke solemnly. The others just stayed silent. Again, all the way back to the treehouse was wordless. Only once they were inside Numbuh 1 spoke again.

"Should I tell Numbuh 362 alone, or do you wanna be there.?" He asked politely. The other three shuffled their feet nervously. Numbuhs 2 and 4 looked at the other and nodded, then they looked over to Numbuh 5, and all three had a sense of understanding.

"We'll be there, all of us, together. We're a team aren't we?" Numbuh five raised her eyebrow at their leader. He smiled half-heartedly.

"Thank you." He said as they went to break the news to their Supreme Leader.

~*~*~

"Ugh, where am I?" A gentle voice questioned the too bright room. Once her eyes adjusted to the light, she saw she was the only on inside the small, pure white room. There were no doors or windows, no openings of any kind. She felt a feeling of claustrophobia as she backed into a corner. The last thing she remembered was seeing his face in total horror and the bone-crushing agony of a giant black vehicle running into her. She remembered it so clearly, and it seemed it was a movie being played in slow motion. From the flecks of mud on the SCAMPER's hull, to the other operatives rushing out to save her, to even the stinkin' license plate 'evl4eva.'

"Kuki Sanban!" A voice called She looked around the room. There was still nothing. She felt a chill of uneasiness run down her spine. "I can sense your confusion." It continued.

"Hey, Mr. scaryvoicethingy? What happened? The last thing I remember is standing outside of a yummy ice cream shop!" She called to it.

"You, Kuki Sanban, are dead. You have been wrongly killed and can have a chance to go back to the living world." She barely heard anything after the word 'dead.' Her mind fluttered back to her teammates, their worry, how she never said goodbye. She started bawling.

"Bu-but, I never gotta say goodbye to anyone, my teammates, my friends, my family…" the rest of her words were drown out by tears.

"You can go back to the living world." The voice repeated itself. She tried to stop crying long enough to answer it.

"Then send me back NOW!" She screamed at it, seemingly growing fangs and her eyes turning to fire. She looked demonic.

"Kuki Sanban, to get back to the living world, you must first complete three challenges." She tapped her foot impatiently.

"Well? aren't you gonna tell me what they are?"

[Transmission Interrupted]

A/N: I know, you all hate me now! I didn't want to kill her, but it'll make the ending all the more sweeter...I hope. Seriously, Kuki's on of my favorite characters! That's why I pick on her! I swear! I don't know what else to write. I need to go to bed, cause tomorrow I has school :P So (if anyone wants to read on about what happens) I'll update ASAP. I can tell my mom's gonna yell at me to go to bed anytime now, so I'm gonna stop here.

Edit: Ok, it's the morning now, I just had to add to this. Please tell me if you think they're OOC...I really always forget to check **rolls eyes** Anyway, uh, I know I had more to say...hmmmm...Oh, after school I'm started on tthe second chapter...I couldn't go to sleep cause the idea was forming and replaying itself like a movie in my head, annoying? Yes, but is it awesome? Oh yes it is! But the last thing...I think, is to say...Do you think Kpus is the right rating? That's one thing I'm not good at...ratings. I'm either too soft or way to paranoid with the ratings, so please tell me if it's the wrong rating...One more...I caome up with one challenge, it's going to be in the second chapter, but if you want to, you can suggest some as well, my brain needs a jumpstart with ideas...I might come up with more at school...but for now, you can help if ya' want to.

Ugh, new paragraph, I'm just saying that I don't like to do the accents, like Wally's Australian accent, or anything like that, it just makes the story flow better. You can add in his accent in your brain. That is all...hopefully...

Review ant tell me whatever you want (about the story!) Alphawulf is out. Peace!