A/N: Hi guys! So this is my newest story. I know I need to work on the other ones, and that I always say this, but I will! Soon. Probably. Anyways, I was reading a great story, "Operation: Rebellion" and got this idea. Don't worry, I've asked the author, swampychick, for permission, and at they said yes! So it's all good! Without further ado, I hope you like it!

PROLOGUE-

"It seems that I've bested you once again, Chad." Nigel Uno drawled, a smirk on his face. "Just face it. You teenagers will never beat the Kids Next Door."

The blonde teenager was up against a wall, his hands held up in surrender. His dark eyes were widened in fear and focused on the S.P.L.A.N.K.E.R. that Nigel was holding to his chest. He slowly looked up, and Nigel was surprised to see that his expression was not one of defeat, but of a gloating victory.

"You don't get it, do you?" Chad asked, no longer looking worried. "You stopped one attack, Uno. One. There are hundreds, thousands more going on right now. You think that you've won, but you're wrong. Just wait, Numbuh 1. The Kids Next Door is going down."

Not believing a word of it, Numbuh 1 shook his head, his scowl laced with contempt. "You're despicable, Chad. You think that I'll abandon you to go stop some attacks that aren't even happening?" Nigel tilted his chin up somewhat arrogantly. "You must think I'm pretty stupid.

Chad laughed bitterly. "You got that right. And you don't have to believe me. Cart me off to Arctic Prison. I don't care. They'll break me out anyways.

"The teens have no power anywhere near Arctic Prison!" Numbuh 1 insisted

The operative formerly known as Numbuh 274 smirked. "For now. Give it a day or two, Uno. The teens will be running everything.

"We got a problem in here, chief?

Nigel looked up from the teenage nuisance to see his second-in-command, Abigail Lincoln. "No, it's alright, Numbuh 5." He assured her. "I can handle this traitor." He spat the word traitor.

The blonde glowered at Abigail for a second before his sour look turned to a smug grin. "Talked to your sister lately, Numbuh 5?" He taunted. "I bet not. She's been busy leading other attacks. Most of which were successful. Have you checked in with Sector C? Sector J? Sector E? If you had, you'd know that the teens had taken them over. Nigey here doesn't believe me. But I bet that you know that I'm telling the truth, don't you, Numbuh 5? You know that, slowly but surely, the Kids Next Door is falling. Soon enough, the Teen Ninjas will not only rule your lousy organization, but the entire world.

Numbuh 5 gaped at him. "W-What did you just say?" She stammered. She looked noticeable paler.

"Don't listen to him, Numbuh 5." Nigel shook his head. "He's a traitor. He can't be trusted. I'll contact Numbuh 60 and have him send up some operatives to transport this teenage scum to Arctic Prison."

"Go ahead, Uno. I guarantee that I won't be there long. But go ahead. Waste your time. I don't mind."

Abby looked concerned and Nigel put a consoling hand (the one that wasn't holding the S.P.L.A.N.K.E.R) on her shoulder. "It'll be okay, Abby."

"Numbuh 5 don't know about this, Numbuh 1." The girl's eyes never left Chad's jeering face. "Numbuh 5 doesn't think he's bluffing.

"She's smarter than you, Uno. She understands. She knows."

"Quiet, traitor."

That was one week ago. Nigel had never known that so much could change in one week. Now he was hiding in a corner of his treehouse, listening to the cannons boom. He let out a deep sigh. He had never thought he would be wishing that he had listened to Chad, but he was. Within a day after Chad had been put away in Arctic Prison, his little teenager buddies had broken him out again. They had conquered every Kids Next Door treehouse except for Sector V's and Moon Base at this time. They stole one the Kids Next Door rockets and had quickly invaded Moon Base too. After they had taken multiple operatives into custody, including the KND Supreme Leaduh, Numbuh 362, they went back for Sector V.

Nigel could still here Chad's overconfident voice ringing in his ears.

"Hey, Nigey. Miss me?" Which was shortly followed by a bragging hiss. "I told you they'd break me out."

Chad wasn't alone. He brought almost every single Teen Ninja with him... including Cree. The agile girl had jumped out of nowhere and jeered at her younger sister. Numbuh 5's look of pure disbelief still haunted Nigel.

"Cree..." Numbuh 5 had growled.

"Oh, look guys!" Cree had called, causing the other teens to snicker. "It's my baby sister, Abby."

Numbuh 5 had narrowed her eyes defiantly. "You may have taken the rest of the Kids Next Door, Cree, but you will not stop Sector V."

"Now that, dear Abby, is where you're mistaken." She chuckled maniacally before nodding to the other teenagers. "Get her."

That was the last Nigel had seen of Numbuh 5. They had flown off with both her and Numbuh 3. The boys had been left alone in the treehouse, which the teens had managed to remotely lockdown. And from the sounds of what was going on outside...

Chad had been right. The teens were taking control of the entire world.

For the first day or two, Numbuh One had tried desperately to find Numbuh 4 and Numbuh 2. These attempts had been in vain. What he hadn't realized was that three teenage guards had been placed throughout the treehouse. They weren't there to capture Hogie, Wallabee, and Nigel. They were just there to keep them in place. To keep them from escaping and ruining Cree and Chad's plans.

If only there was something Nigel could do about it. He had never been more defeated in his life. It seemed like saving the world from the teen rule was out of reach. But, as he lay there, he remembered something.

Nothing was impossible.