A/N: So I have decided to try and make a KND fanfiction! Sure I could've done it on a favorite book series or such... but decided an old cartoon that touched many young peoples hearts was more interesting. So here we go!

Chapter 1

Operation: N.E.B.U.L.A

NEVER

ERASE

BESTFRIENDS

UNLESS

LAME

ADULT

"Wallabee... Beatles" the giant computer read aloud to the occupants of the room. The room was unwelcoming, even to the ruthless CQC strong man of Sector V. Numbuh 4, aka, Wallabee Beatles, stood at the mouth of the long catwalk that lead to the decommissioning chambers being held by two young kids that looked like they just finished KND training. His head hung low as he looked at the cuffs that enveloped his wrist in a tight pose, anger, sadness, and hoplessness weighing heavy in his chest knowing that the last member of Sector V was watching him through the 2 way mirror, hopefully he thought, that she was holding the note he left in her hands when they ended their last hug. He wasnt ready for his birthday, or maybe he was and expected it to all be okay, but whatever it was that he wanted, made it just that much harder. The two guards holding him pushed him forward to begin the last trek of his KND life.

"Wallabee Beatles, Numbuh 4 of Sector V." Began the new decommissioning officer, Numbuh 7K, whom took the role only a day after Numbuh 86 was decommissioned month prior. "I, on behalf of the KND, would lilike to thank you for the protection you have given to the kids against adult tyranny! The legendary Sector V will always be the hardest decommissioning that we have ever faced. We will surely miss you!" Numbuh 7K concluded. Giving a stiff salute and moving to his position next to the lever that will remove his memories of the KND forever. Numbuh 4 grunted in return and moved towards the first chamber that welcomed him, the same one he sat in when he was decommissioned in during the fall of Chad Dickson aka Numbuh 274, and sat down without looking up. The young guard on his right unlocked his cuffs and strapped him in. She gave a soft smile at him before they vacated the catwalk leaving him alone.

"Decommission... in 5 seconds."

Wallabee looked up the the mirror he imagined Numbuh 3 would be standing and smiled.

"..4.."

He couldn't think of what to say. 'Was there anything else to say?' He thought.

"..3.."

He tried to remember his team as best as he could. Nigel Uno, Numbuh 1, the brit with the red sweater and black shades. The only bald 10 year old he knew, blasted off into space never to be seen again.

"..2.."

He thought of Numbuh 2 and 5. The two that always kept him im line. Hoagie Gilligan, Numbuh 2, in his blue shirt and brown trousers and his aviator cap and glasses. Numbuh 5, Abigail Lincoln, in her Blue oversized shirt and red hat that sat on her braided black hair. He can still hear their voices chastising him over all the little things. how happy he was that Numbuh 5 became soopreme leader, the best there ever was.

"..1.."

Finally he thought of the japanese member, Kuki Sanban, Numbuh 3. The way they used to argue over rainbow dorkies and making him feel weak to his knees as they did. How she always wore that green long sleeve and black leggings that made him smile. His heart ached as he opened his eyes and looked into the mirror.

"Decommissioning"

Wally felt a single tear fall from his eye as he thought of Kuki Sanban one last time. There was a sudden jolt of pain, then everything went white.

---Line Break--

BZZZ. BZZZ. BZZZ.

The loud alarm clock sounded inches from the aussie's head. In a smooth motion, he slammed the top of his alarm clock and jumped out of bed. Wallabe Beattles craked his neck and did some stretches before beginning his morning workout. At 17 years old he had a workout routine that had finally flowed with his sleep patterns and school schedules. Since he always woke up at 3am every morning and never being able to fall back asleep, he decided to decided to use that work his workouts before school. He began with some push-ups, followed by sit-ups, and ended with a Two mile run. Today, he decided to throw an extra mile and swing by the old elementary school, in hopes he can remember something from his childhood that was lost due to a 'head injury' he recieved in the eighth grade from Joe Balooka in a fight. Even though he was certain he couldn't remember anything before that, but decided that the memories were gone so arguing was pointless. Once Wally was done with his Push-ups and Sit-ups, he quickly threw on his orange shirt and black shorts with his white running shoes and ran out his front door eager to run and think. As he began his run he jumped up and smacked the crosswalk sign, something he decided to do when he runs since he liked how tall he had become when he turned 14. It was as though the growth spurt just hit him over night, something he didn't complain about. He darted across the street and took off down his lane. Looking at all the houses as he pass with curiosity, he was told from his parents that when they had first moved here when he was seven there was tons of kids that lived on his street, and they even became friends! But from what he could remember he didn't have any friends besides one that lived on this street with him, and they weren't friends when they were kids that they were aware of. As he was admiring the neighborhood, he noticed two big moving vehicles parked by the house that laid vacant for the past couple of years.

He picked up the pace and quickly ran past the house, glancing every so often to catch some details of what was going on. On one of the giant box trucks he saw that it was a UHAUL truck, which usually meant that people were moving in. Satisfied by what he saw, he turned his head to concentrate on the road ahead, but not before a flash of ebony hair caught his attention.

He stopped his run and stared at the girl that grabbed a box from the back of the truck, but before he got any more detail she vanished inside of the house.

Shaking his head and giving a slight chuckle, he picked up his speed once more and continued his run to the elementary school

for an old reunion.

Once he arrived at the fence line of Gallagher Elementary School, he felt no connection to it whatsoever. The schools paint was all but faded and chipped. the small field that the kids would play in looked dead and long unkempt with the trimming. Even the fence give in a little as he leaned against it. He took in the view and closed his eyes and began to concentrate, keeping the focus on his young self to find any clues. To his disappointment however, he was interrupted by a group of kids screaming from a house not too far from him. He raised an eyebrow and looked at his watch, 4:30am.

'What an unusual time for kids to wake up on a weekday' Wally thought before looking at the school. The hollow feeling fell over him once more, and with his anticipation shattered, he began his run back home.

But not without someone watching from a near by tree.

A/N: Sorry if it isnt too good! I dont have a computer at this moment so i have to write on my phone. But i hope the plot line seems to keep everyone interested. Please RR and i will see yall in the next Chapter!

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