After months of concepting, outlining, revising, tie-in story writing and promoting, here is the first official chapter of my brand new KND story entitled 'Of Fragile Leaders and Terrorists'. I hope you all enjoy!
Of Fragile Leaders and Terrorists
By Prettywitchiusaka
Artwork by Prettywitchiusaka
Creative Consultants: Alle/NLW, Deltelia, Lord Malachite, Lupinequeen13
Chap.1: The Siege of Invasion
Bright, beautiful, engaging stars lit up the endless space sky around the young observer. A calm, gentle state of mind overtook her as she peacefull gazed at the stars zipping across her head, enlightened by their endless dance. Suddenly though, the sky turned blood red as the stars began to betray her, her mind now filled with fear as the constellations began to show her visions of her past. Visions filled with guilt, pain, and regret. her blunders, her mistakes, the inocent lives she foolishly put on the line, and ultimately...the questioning of her own leadership.
"Sir?", called a familiar British accented voice. "Sir? Sir!", the voice called once more. "Rachel, wake-up!"
Hearing those three words was enough to snap Kids Next Door Supreme leader Rachel, or Numbuh 362 out of her dream state and back to reality. Upon checking her surroundings, she came to realize that she sat perched atop her chair of MoonBase Zeros main bridge, causing the young blonde to sigh in releif that her vision was in reality only a nightmare.
"Welcome back to reality Numbuh 362", said the British accented voice which caused her to yelp in surprise. Upon turning around, the young blonde sighed in releif once more as she came to realize that the voice belonged to Nigel, or Numbuh 1, leader of Sector V.
"Are you alright?", he asked.
"Oh I'm fine Numbuh 1", she replied. "I just kind of fell into a daze is all. Thank you though."
"You're welcome", he replied in a calm tone.
"Now putting that aside, was there something you wanted me for?", she asked in a very sweet tone.
"Well", he began. "Numbuh 5 and I just finished installing that new computer software you wanted Numbuh 2 to build. We were wondering if you wanted to see how it worked."
"Oh of course, I'd love to", she replied.
" Alright then, let's go". he replied.
With that said, the young blonde nervously arose from her chair, only to be surprised by the sight of her friend holding his hand out to her.
"Need a hand", he asked smoothly, recalling from the 'Tag' incident her undeniable fear of heights.
"Sure...thanks", Rachel replied as she took his hand.
"Don't mention it", he replied.
With those words spoken, the British bald boy lead her towards the staircase. Once reaching the staircase, he let go of his friend's hand as they began to walk down and towards the main computer system. At that station sat Abigail Lincoln, or Numbuh 5, stealth spy and second-in-command of Sector V, who was waring out her patience by reading a girly magzine. Upon noticing both her sector leader and Supreme Leader walking her way, the spunky African-American quickly put the magazine down and got into a more suitable work position.
"Hey Numbuh 362", the spunky African-American replied.
"Hello Numbuh 5. Numbuh 1 has told me that the new software has been installed", replied the young Supreme Leader.
"Sure is. You want Numbuh 5 ta' give her da' tutorial boss?" she asked as she stretched her arms out.
"Yes Numbuh 5", the British bald boy sternly replied.
"Sure thang", she replied, pushing a small red button in the process.
Once that red button was pressed, the computer screen turned into a fancy KND desktop with the KND logo in the middle with various sector treehouses in orbit around it, something Rachel was very surprised by.
"So the small icon up here is fo' e-mail", replied the braided beauty. "So that way if you need ta' send an email to a sector or they need ta' send one to you, you can just click on the little S Letter icons and send it like a normal email.
And then there's the delete icon, which I'm sure you already know is fo'. This file is store top secret information, this one's to store any kind of villain plot you guys are aware of, and should ya' ever need ta' video phone any sectors, all ya' have ta' do is ta' click on one of these labeled treehouse icons right here.", she finished.
"Oh wow, this system is incredible!", the young blonde replied in an excited manner. "Thank you guys!"
"Aww, no problem", Abby replied in a cool tone. "But ya really should thank Numbuh 2, he is da' one who created da' system afterall."
"True, but you guys were the ones kind enough to install it", the young blonde replied.
"Ah, all in a days work", Nigel replied in a calm yet confident tone. "I just hope you guys will get a lot of use out of that system."
"Are you kidding?", she asked in a tone of disbeleif. "I wouldn't be surprised if Numbuh 65.3 tried to hog the main computer all the time as a result.'
"Numbuh 362!", yelled a loud, shrill, banshee-like Irish accented voice. Recognizing the voice to belong to Fanny, or Numbuh 86, the new Global Tactical Operative, Rachel turned to face her old friend atop the entrance steps, the usual sour-puss look clearly detailed on her freckled face.
"Yes Numbuh 86", the young blonde replied in a stern tone.
"Ye' have a last minute visitor from Arctic Base who needs te' speak to ye'", the Irish redhead replied in a stern, yet annoyed manner.
Upon those words being spoken, the visitor Fanny mentioned entered the room. A smile then came to Rachel's face as she recognized the visitor to be her old friend Patton, or Numbuh 60, Drill Sergeant Supreme of Kids Next Door Arctic Base. Once his entrance was official, the two operatives began to walk towards their Supreme Leader. But as they did, Patton could not help but clench his free hand into an angry fist as he noticed Rachel laughing at something Nigel was whispering into her ear. He let go of his anger however as he stopped to face his old friend and superior.
"Numbuh 60 reporting for duty sir!", he said, saluting his superior and friend.
"At ease Numbuh 60", she replied as he let his one arm go back down to his side. "Now what brings you to MoonBase Zero today?"
"I've completed the report on the prison escape from yesterday", he sternly replied as he handed the report to her.
"Excellent", she replied as she took the report into her own hands, beginning to skim through the stapled pieces of paper. " Have you been able to locate the perpetrator?"
"Not yet", he sternly replied. "My guess is that it's one of the prisoners that escaped."
" Are there any fugitives we should take cautionary measures on?", she asked in a stern yet concerned tone.
"I would say so, seeings as how most of the escapists were teens we arrested during the 'Treaty' incident and Numbuh 48Flavors. But I promise you that me and my team will have them back behind bars before they can attack the KND", he replied in a determined manner.
"Don't worry, I know you will", replied the young blonde, catching him off guard in the process.
"You do?", he asked.
"Yes, I do. Because I have faith in you Numbuh 60. You always complete your tasks, even if it's through some unorthodox manner I don't agree to", replied Rachel as a small smile surfaced onto her beautiful face.
"S-Sir...", the raven haired boy stuttered, blushing a light shade of pink in the process.
"I don't mean to nag you Numbuh 60, but don't you think it would have been easier to just fax the report up here?", asked a curious Nigel.
Hearing this statement however, caused Patton to snap out of his stunned state and turn to face his fellow operative, anger clearly detailed in his gentle black eyes. He then walked over to the British bald boy and began to stare at him, causing Nigel to become slightly uncomfortable.
"I'm on break and I thought it would be easier to talk to Numbuh 362 about this person", he stated in a stern tone. "Why?"
"Oh no reason", Nigel replied. "I was just-"
"You got a problem with that", he angrily asked.
"Uh,n-no I-"
"You you have some kind of problem with me?! Do you not want me up here or something!?", Patton angrily asked.
"No, but I think you have me confused with someone who hates your guts", the British bald boy replied in a slightly nervous manner.
"You can never be too sure!", the young Drill Sergeant replied. "So what is it!? Am I stepping in on your territory!? Am I-
"Numbuh 60! That's enough!", Rachel angrily shouted, placing her arms into a crossed position as she cut him off in mid-sentence.
"But sir-"
"Patton", she sternly replied, causing him to sigh in anger as he began to calm himself down, leaving Nigel slightly bewildered.
Seeing this little scene however caused Abby to chuckle in slight amusement and Fanny to roll her eyes in utter disbelief, for they both knew the true reason behind his sudden outburst. After a long moment of awkward silence, Patton looked up to face his fellow operative once more, opening his mouth to speak as he did so.
" Sorry Numbuh 1", he sincerly stated in a calm sounding voice. "I guess I got carried away."
"Uh, that's okay...I think", the sector leader replied in a calm, yet annoyed tone.
"Thank you", the young Supreme Leader replied in a grateful tone. "Now aside from the report, was there anything else you wanted to see me about Numbuh 60?
"Well", the young Drill Sergeant replied as he cleared his throat, walking towards and stopping to stand in front of her. "I know you're probably busy, but I was wondering if-"
But just before Patton could finish his sentence, he was cut off by a loud, red emergency siren, alerting all operatives working on the bridge to an unknown threat.
"What's happening?", Rachel asked in a concerned tone as Herbie, or Numbuh 65.3 entered the room in a panicked state.
"Sir, we're under attack!", he said in a panicked tone.
"Who's attacking us?", Nigel asked in a stern yet powerful tone.
"It's the teens", the nerdy boy replied in a fearful tone.
"Again!?", the sector leader replied in a surprised tone.
"What do they want from us this time?", asked Abby.
"I don't know, but we need to take evasive action immediately", the young blonde replied sternly, preparing a plan as they spoke. "Numbuhs 60 and 86, round up all the operatives you can find and begin strategerizing a coordinated strike against the teens. Numbuhs 1 and 5, you stay here and protect the area from any invading teens nearby".
"But Rachel, what about the rest of my team?, Nigel asked in a slightly angered tone.
"They can fend for themselves Nigel. But for now, I need you and Numbuh 5 to stay here as ordered. Understood?", she asked in a calm yet stern manner.
Realizing that she had a point, the British bald boy simply nodded his head in agreement. But seeing this however, only caused Patton to fume up in anger once more towards the bald sector leader. He put his anger aside however as Rachel opened her mouth to speak once more.
"Alright then, everyone clear on what they have to do?", she asked.
"Yes sir!", her four operatives replied in a stern manner.
"Very well", the young blonde replied in a stern tone. "Kids Next-"
But before Rachel could finish, she was cut off by the sound of the bridge door being blasted open. Once the smoke cleared, the five operatives looked up to see an army of teen ninjas littered all over the stairs, thingyy smirks covering each of their faces. In the center of the army though stood one of their leaders, a sunglass wearing brown haired teen named Steve.
" Hello dudes and dudettes!", Steve said aloud in a thingyy tone.
"Oh no, not this jerk again", replied both the young Drill Sergeant and Supreme Leader in unison as they began to recall the teens bacl-stabbing, jackass like nature.
"Ah Sir, shouldn't we be-", Fanny began to ask.
"Right", the young blonde immediately replied.
"Kids Next Door, Battlestations!", she cried, beginning the battle of teens vs. kids.
End chap.1