Always
Ch. 1
"They were always supposed to be friends."
A/N:
Hey! This idea came to me while listening to life after you by Daughtry. This plot has nothing to do with the song. Literally, at all. XD
Nigel: LazyPencilLender doesn't own the kids next door. All she owns is the plot, and any operatives she may or may not have spawned.
Me: Thanks, Nigel!
Traitor.
Liar.
Deceiver.
Those were three words that no one had ever thought would describe their most prized operative. The most determined operative in the entire Kids Next Door. He never had lied to them before, in fact he was always brutally honest. He cared about his sector, and every kid on the planet.
He had always hated the adults.
So as a result, a few kids had, at first, not believed this. They had tossed the stories of the other operatives who tried to tell them aside. There was simply no way they'd believe them.
It took the stories of his closest friends, his own sector, to convince all the operatives in the Kids Next Door that Nigel Uno was working for the adults.
No one knew why. Or when it had started. It just did. One day he left and never returned. After becoming suspicious, the Supreme Commander had sent out troops to find Number One. When they returned, they were significantly number one-less and beaten. They said Nigel had betrayed them. Everyone assumed they joked.
Their serious faces told no lies.
But still no one wanted to believe it. Sector V especially. They went to the Supreme Commander and they requested that they would find him themselves. And so they went.
When they returned and told the same tale, no one thought they were lying. Because this was something that even the stupid Number Four, or the self declared hilarious Number Two, just couldn't crack a joke at.
Number One had betrayed them. Nigel Uno, their friend, leader, and comrade. No one knew why. The Supreme Commander became distant and scatterbrained. So distant and scatterbrained, in fact, that there was talk of a new Supreme Commander being initiated.
"I don't know what's wrong with her." Spoke one of the Kids Next Door operatives, one of the few who had seen Number 362 recently. "But she seems like a completely different person."
"Number five thinks it might have to do with you-know-what." Spoke an African-American operative, with long dark hair in a braid and a red cap.
Speaking of Number One's betrayal had become a sort of taboo in the Kids Next Door. Taking a Harry Potter feel, they started to talk of you-know-what and you-know-why and you-know-who. Nigel Uno's name or Number hadn't passed anyone's lips in months.
"That is a good theory, Number Five." The operative from before said. He adjusted the lab coat he wore, and removed his glasses, before cleaning them and replacing them. "However there's no physiological evidence of any kind of trauma. At all." The operative glanced towards the Supreme Commanders room.
"She's changed, Number Five. And she's changed for the worse. And you're one of the top nominees to become the next Supreme Commander."
Number Five gave a firm nod.
"Number Five knows that." She said. "She was just wonderin' about Rachel, is all."
The other operative glanced at his watch.
"Hm. Yea. I need to go." He said, before he darted down the hall. Number Five lent against the wall outside of the Supreme Commanders office. She wouldn't have a problem with being the commander. In fact, Abby kind of wanted to be, at this point. She may be 11, close to getting decommissioned, but still. For those 3 years, she'd do her best.
Although she didn't want to do it this way. She wanted Rachel to resign herself, or transfer the position to someone willingly.
What was wrong with Rachel? Number five slumped against the wall, propping her foot on it as she drowned in her own thoughts.
"Number One, you know what to do."
"Don't try and tell me again, Father, I'm doing just what you told me."
"I just want to make sure you don't get any cocky ideas."
"Wasn't that why you wanted me on your side, in the first place? My cocky ideas? They always destroyed your well thought out plans."
Father laughed. His silhouette was seated on a large chair, resembling a throne. Nigel Uno stood at the end of it, with the Delightfuls behind him. Nigel's sunglasses were resting on his nose, and he wore a white button up shirt and black slacks. Neatly worn, too. As if he was going to attend a funeral.
"That was in the past, Nigel. Just do what you think will cause the Kids Next Door to be most disturbed." Father laughed menially. The Delightfuls hesitantly joined in and before long, they were holding their stomachs, laughing evilly. Nigel kept a blank face. He raised his right hand and placed it across his stomach, bowing his bald head towards Father.
"Of course, Father." He said.
It was quiet in the Kids Next Door tree house. Number Five was at moon base, Number One had betrayed them. Number Three was sitting on the couch, Number Four was playing a video game. Number Two was playing with number Four. They were trying to keep themselves occupied, so they didn't wind up hurting or thinking about their ex-friend.
"Aww, you cheated!" Number Four exclaimed, when Number Two won the third match in a row.
"Nope." Number two said. "That was pure skill."
"Skill shmell." Number four stubbornly said, sticking his nose in the air. Number three giggled. Number two grinned at her, causing Number four hit Number two upside the head.
"OW! What was that for, Number four!" Number two exclaimed.
"….you cheated."
Number two rolled his eyes and got up, heading back to his room.
Just at that moment, Number five called her teammates. Number three flocked to the screen.
"Howdy Number five!" She said.
"Where's number two?" Number five asked. "Number five told him to always be ready for a call."
Number four scoffed. "That cheater went into his room. Dunno why." Number four said. "Probably to find new ways to cheat. Cheater."
Number five resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Okay, Number four. Go and get him." Number five said. Number four slumped over to Hoagie's door, pounding on it.
"NUMBER TWO! NUMBER FIVE IS CALLING!" Number four said. Number two opened the door, and followed Number Four to their 'living room' area, then into the transmitting area.
"You called, number five?" Hoagie asked.
"Good, all of ya are here. Number five's got some pretty bad news for you."
All the operatives in the tree house exchanged a glance. "Does it have to do with…." Number two started but he was never allowed to finish.
"Yes. Number five'll be joining you shortly." Number five said. With that, the transmission was over. Number four sighed, and grabbed a spanker weapon from the back.
"How the crud are we supposed to fight Numb-"
"SHH." Number three said. She grabbed a gumball machine weapon. "We can do this!" She said. Number two slumped down, and gathered the materials necessary for a mustard firing weapon. He then stood up straight.
"I hope we can. I mean, he did teach us what we know, or at least most of it."
"Well then we'll just have to teach him what we know." Number four said, moving to his pod. Number two ran to his, number three to hers. Number one's pod was eerily empty, as Number two called out 'Kids Next Door, battle stations!'
He couldn't muster as much gusto as number one had. Because no one but Number One really could.
Number five landed on earth gently. She flopped down from her ship, and was face-to-face with her comrades. They smiled halfheartedly at each other, before they banded together and went down the path in the forest.
"All right guys! The clearing where he's at is just ahead!" Number five said. "Everyone, brace yourselves!"
The trees seemed to part. The shadows became light, and blinded the operatives. Number two held his hand up to his forehead, looking as he saw the one child standing in the clearing, with his hands stuffed in his pockets.
Number One had changed, and they knew it, but it was still so hard to see him this way.
"Number One…." Number five whispered. Number three shivered. Number four aimed his weapon.
"Hey Number One! Ya miss me?" Number four asked, with a bittersweet laugh. Number One spared him a glance.
"No, not really, Number Four." He spoke in a monotone.
"We don't want to fight you." Number five told Number one, to a scowl from Number four. "Nigel, Number One, just…"
"Oh give it up already." Number one said blankly, lifting a weapon created by father. It was what seemed to be a flamethrower. "You tried this before. It didn't work before, Number Five. And it won't work this time, either."
Number Five shivered at how coldly he addressed her and blew her off.
"Third times the charm? Join us again, Nigel." Number Three spoke. Nigel shook his head, and fired at Number three. The ball of fire from the weapon soared past Number three's shoulder, and she screamed, moving to the side just in time. The fire disintegrated the second she was out of its range.
"I refuse."
"THAT'S IT!" Number four burst, charging towards Nigel. "I'll defeat him MYSELF!"
But he didn't have to. Numbers two, three, and five charged in, ready to fight Number One.
Number One smiled bitterly at them. He wasn't allowed to miss them. He wasn't allowed to fear them at all.
"Glad to see you're serious now."
He prepared his weapon, and fired at them.
A/N:
Bwahaha. So, if people like this, I'll update it. I dunno how frequently or how often but yea, updates. Expect them.
About the actual story…yea. It will have eventual 1x362, 3x4, 2x5, maybe one-sided 5x1 (Not so sure about this one), and maybe other minor couples.
How the banana am I supposed to keep Nigel in character while making him a traitor? Bah hamburgers. I'll deal with that myself.
He also had a good reason for betraying the KND, I swear. Well uhm. Yea. I know what it is.
If you like it, please review! More reviews = faster updates.
This chapter may be a bit slow, but it's just setting up for the rest of the story. *firm nod*