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Chapter 1: Enjoy the Show

"I'm getting tired of your mouth, boy!"

Another typical day for Wallabee Beatles. Life was getting more stressful lately. Puberty was messing with him, as it messes with all hapless teenagers. He needed action, adrenaline, something to keep him entertained. The secret teen part of the KND offered him some action here and there, but most of it was spy work, and not open fighting. So Wally had to get his kicks by getting into fights. He used to fight at school, but the kids there were no challenge. So bar fights had become his latest hobby.

"And I'm getting tired you, mate," replied Wally, pushing his blonde hair out of his eyes. He'd had a few beers and was feeling good. He rose from his seat and glared at the burly, tattooed biker. The guy looked at least twenty years older than him.

"Now, boys, settle down, settle down!" pleaded the bartender. "Come on, Jake, he's just a kid. You could get in trouble for assaulting a minor!"

"Just a kid, and yet you serve him drinks anyway, Mick," said a biker from Jake's gang. The bartender blushed and remained silent.

""I think it's time I taught ya some manners, kid," growled Jake, pulling a long steel chain from the inside of his jacket. Wally's eyes lit up, but with excitement, not fear. Jake didn't seem to notice, and lashed out with the chain. Wally caught it in his left hand, not showing any signs of pain, and held it close to his eyes.

"Hmm, this looks pretty sturdy," Wally mused. Everyone in the bar stared in awe. He didn't even look like he had felt it. Without warning, Wally pulled back on the chain, sending Jake flying towards him. Just as Jake was about to crash into him, Wally leaned back and punched him square in the face. The biker flew back and landed on the ground, unconscious. Wally let the chain fall to the floor and stepped outside the bar. He heard some shouts coming from the back.

"Let's get that bastard!" cried a voice. Wally smiled. I guess Jake's buddies want a piece of me too. He waited patiently for them to arrive. He heard the roar of motorcycles and turned to find two bikers staring him down, ready to run him over.

"Well?" called Wally, "What are you waiting for?" The bikers roared and charged at him. Wally leapt into the air and kicked the biker on the left out of his seat. He grabbed onto the handlebars and swerved the motorcycle to the ground, letting the other biker pass him. The biker braked, and then turned around to face Wally. The aussie set the motorcycle up and smiled at the biker.

"Ready for a game of chicken?" asked Wally. The two charged at each other, both refusing to back down. Right before they were about to collide, Wally leapt out of his seat, landing nimbly on the ground. The biker wasn't so lucky, and crashed right into the motorcycle. Luckily, he was tossed from his seat before the motorcycles blew up. He landed on the ground with an earthy thud.

"Well, that takes care of that," said Wally, brushing himself off. He turned around to find Nigel, Abby, Kuki, and Hoagie staring at him from the opposite street. Christ, they followed me all the way here? thought Wally. Damn, I'm gonna have to find a new hangout. They continued staring at him, mouths hanging open. Wally leered at them, letting his gaze linger on his ex-girlfriend. Hope you enjoyed the show.

Wally spent that night tossing and turning in his bed. Every time he started to fall asleep, Kuki would keep popping into his head. He could see her soft almond eyes wide in fright, her lip trembling. Damn it! Leave me alone! He got out of his bed and started pacing around his room. It's your own fault, Kuki, he assured himself. You left me. Don't expect me to care about what you think. You or anyone else. He suddenly felt tired and went back to his bed. His head started to hurt. Damn alcohol was messing with his mind. He had stopped drinking and smoking for Kuki, but after their breakup, he saw no reason not to go back to his old habits. A crack of light shot at him through his blinds. Damn. Sun's up already.

"Wally, as cool as that fight was, you gotta stop, man. Your gonna hurt somebody," advised Hoagie. It was the end of P.E., and Hoagie had decided give Wally a locker room pep talk.

"What is this, Dr. Phil?" asked Wally, putting on his orange hoodie.

"Wally, I'm just trying to look after you. We all are."

"Right. Thanks a bunch. Hey," he whispered, "are we gonna have a mission anytime soon?"

"Probably not," replied Hoagie. Wally grunted in disappointment. He left the locker room even surlier than when he had arrived. Ah well. At least it's break now. He headed out into the quad and walked past some seniors that he despised.

"So she turned ya down, Zach?" asked a particularly ugly senior.

"Yeah. God, that Kuki Sanban is such a–"

Wally froze. Annoying ex-girlfriend or not, no way was he going to let an ass like that talk about Kuki that way.

"Maybe I should teach her some manners," suggested Zach, and his goons snickered in agreement.

"Hey, Zach!" he shouted. "You go anywhere near that girl ever again, I'm gonna rip your dick off!"

Zach and his goons turned in shock. They knew that Wally was a little upstart, but he had never talked to them like that. Actually, he never talked to them at all. Zach ran a hand over his smooth, shaved head and glared at Wally.

"Listen, you little sophomore shit, I do what I want, when I want. And if I want to teach that filthy Jap some manners–"

"You'll get the crap kicked out of you," growled Wally menacingly. He could feel his blood boiling. This senior had nearly a foot on him, but if he thought that was going to be an advantage, he had another thing coming. A crowd was forming around them, and kids started chanting the word "Fight!' over and over again.

"Come on, you little punk ass, you think you can take me on?" asked Zach, advancing towards Wally.

Oh, this was going to be fun. A little beneath him, but fun nonetheless. There were few things Wally liked better than putting a loud mouthed senior in his place.

Wally gave the senior a small grin. "Yeah, I'd say so, Zach." Before the big gorilla could even blink, Wally had laid him flat with a huge punch to the nose. The crowd surrounding them started cheering, and Zach's crew stared at him in shock. Wally smiled and gave a small bow.

"Real mature, Wally," said a voice behind him. Wally groaned. Of course. Just when things were going great, his ex-girlfriend Kuki had to put him through a guilt trip.

"You know, there are other ways to solve your problems!" she admonished. "Instead of punching a guy, you could just–" Kuki stopped suddenly, and stared over at the unconscious senior.

"Kuki, would ya just lay off?" pleaded Wally, not paying any attention. "For chrissakes, all I ever hear is–" Kuki ran past him and crouched down next to Zach.

"Somebody call an ambulance, now!" shouted Kuki. The crowd stared at her, stunned. "I said NOW!" A junior hastily pulled out her cell phone and dialed 911. Wally ran over to Zach, fear tugging at his heart. Zach's crew bolted, afraid that he was going to beat them up next.

"Kuki, what happened?" he asked, his face pale. He looked over at the senior, drenched in blood, his face disfigured.

"He's dying!" screamed a hysterical freshman.

"You hit him too hard, his face is mess. Wally, I think...I think you might've pushed his nose back against his brain." She pulled out her emergency kit out of her backpack and did what she could for him until the ambulance arrived. The crowd was gone now. Suddenly the fight wasn't so much fun. Kuki turned to Wally, a worried look on her face.

"Wally, you better get out of here before the ambulance comes. Don't worry, I was wrong, it's not as bad as I thought," she assured. She looked up and saw the principal running towards them. "About time he got here!"

Wally stared at her for a moment, and then ran, never looking back.

Wally had decided to once again seclude himself from everyone else. He locked himself in his room in the Treehouse, and refused to come out. He wouldn't even talk to his friends through the door. I'm a danger to everyone, he thought. It's best this way. I just can't control myself . Of course, Wally had forgotten just who his friends were, and how determined they could be.

"Wally, this is your last warning!" shouted Hoagie. "If you don't come out right now, we're blasting this door open. And I'm taking your porno mags too!"

Wally blushed. "Fine, fine, you cruddy traitor, I'm coming out." He trudged out of his room. Surprisingly, no one was out there waiting for him. This is strange. I thought I was gonna get a pep talk.

"Seize him!" shouted Nigel. Before Wally could so much as sneeze, his teammates sprung from their hiding places and tackled him.

"What the hell is this!" shouted Wally. "Get off of me!"

"Sorry, Wally," Nigel apologized, letting go of him and rising to his feet. "We just wanted to make sure you didn't run for it."

"Gee, thanks," grumbled Wally, brushing himself off.

"Wally, I think it's best that we talk about this," said Kuki.

"Yeah, Abby's tired of you moping around," added Abby.

"You need to chill out, Wally," advised Hoagie, lying flat on his back. He decided not to get up just yet. Furious, Wally leapt and jumped on his stomach. "Oof!" wheezed Hoagie.

"I liked it better when you were fat," mocked Wally, glaring at his once tubby friend. "I could bounce higher."

"Well, excuse me for discovering pilates!" exclaimed an angry Hoagie. Hoagie was indeed thinner now. He was also the tallest of them all, thanks to his recent growth spurt. His bulky aviator's cap was now replaced with a pair of yellow tinted sunglasses.

"Anyways, there's nothin' to talk about, now is there? I'm a monster, created by the most evil person to ever walk this planet. And that's that. End of discussion."

"It is NOT the end of discussion, Wallabee Beatles!" shouted Kuki. "Just because Father...altered you, doesn't mean you're not a good person! Crow's not a bad guy, is he? He even saved your life!"

"He also murdered countless people," Wally pointed out.

"That's only because Father made him! Well, for most of the murders, anyway. I think," added Kuki, a little unsure.

"Speaking of Crow, why don't you talk to him about it? I'm sure he's had to go through this. He had to learn to control his powers too," said Nigel.

"Yeah, except he aint exactly on speed dial, is he?" countered Wally.

"I can ask Cree. She sees him all the time," offered Abby.

"Don't bother. Look, you guys, you just don't understand. None of you do."

"What don't we understand?" asked Kuki angrily. "Wally, you're just bein' silly."

"I almost killed a man today!" roared Wally.

"That's why you need help!" argued Kuki. Wally sighed deeply and sat down on the couch. He covered his face with his hands, and remained still for what seemed like hours. The others continued to stare at him.

"Please, just leave me alone," said Wally's muffled voice. The others turned to leave, each going to their own rooms. Except for Kuki, who continued to stare at Wally. Finally she sat down on the couch next to him. The TV was on, and a news anchor was speaking.

"The Tears of Blood, the notorious terrorist organization responsible for the deaths of thousands, recently attempted to seize Cairo, Egypt. The president commented, saying–" Kuki turned the TV off.

"Wally, don't do this to yourself. I love you," she said softly, stroking his hair. He pushed her hand away.

"Is that why you left me?" he asked angrily, glaring at her.

"That's not fair. Our relationship was going downhill, and you know it. Instead of letting our friendship die with it, I chose to save it. And it's not like it took you long to find someone else."

"And now we're both single, and it seems like half of the school is chasing after you and the other half is chasing after me. It's a nightmare," he complained.

"Wally, do you even want to get back together?" asked Kuki.

"No," he said quickly. "Not now, anyways."

"Neither do I. So let's stop arguing about this nonsense and talk about your real problem!" she begged.

Wally opened his mouth to argue when he was rudely interrupted by Cree, who's face was now projected on the display screen in the living room.

"Thank God I found you! Listen, you two, get the others, they all need to hear this!" ordered Cree.

Wally rose from his seat and eyed her suspiciously. "How were you able to contact us? No one's supposed to be able to transmit a message on that screen except for the KND."

"Dammit, there's no time for that now! Just hurry up and get the others!" Kuki nodded and dragged Wally with her to locate the others.

When they returned, Cree looked relieved and gave them a small smile. "Good, you're all here. Listen, we need your help."

"Who's we?" asked Abby. "Did you up and join the Black Panthers or sumthin' ?"

"We being me, Crow, and Chad. But that's not important right now. What's important is that we need you to meet us in Germany right now."

"Germany!" exclaimed Nigel. "We're not going to fly to Germany just because you asked us!"

"Yes, you are," said another voice. Cree moved aside for Crow, who was now the center of the screen. He was wearing an eye patch over his right eye, and it gave him an authoritative look. "For killing Father and striking a blow for the KND, I was awarded the highest honor that you bestow. I was told that the KND were indebted to me, and that if I ever needed their assistance, all I had to do was ask."

"That was five years ago!" argued Nigel. "And we got the same award! We did help you, if you remember!"

"Nevertheless, the entire organization is in my debt. You are bound by KND law to aid me. I'll see you all in Berlin." He cut off the transmission and the screen went blank.

"Well, I always have wanted to visit Germany," said Hoagie, apparently unfazed by Crow's demands. "I hear they make great sausage." He left the others to go board the Hawkshead. Wally joined him.

"So...so we're just going to leave?" asked Nigel, bewildered at having his power so easily wrested away from him.

"Guess so," mumbled Abby, leaving with Kuki. Nigel stared after them in disbelief, sighed, and followed them to the ship.

(A/N) Yes, the wily high school greaser from California, Mr. Arlington, is back again. Hope you liked the chapter. After getting a message from lovebird3000, I decided it was time to finally start. As always, please review, it keeps me going.