Hey there, Firstly thankyou for reading this fanfic, it will consist of quite a lot of chapters I'm hoping, but my review count will depend on that :) I hope you enjoy this fanfic, it is set after Numbuh One (Nigel) has left the KND and the events surrounding his friends. the "x-x-x-x-x-x" signals the end of POV's and return to normal POV. Please review I'm keen to hear your opinions.
Nigel's POV
Kid's Next Door, an organisation created to protect the children of the world from the tyranny of Teenagers and Adults. For generations children have joined and fought for the defence of kids, only to have the various mixture of villainy step in the way, with attempts to destroy and stop the kids next door from doing their jobs, and making them grow up early. These however have all to date been failures. But a new era has begun, in Sector V and up on the moon base, my days as leader of Sector V have now come to an end, as I was selected to be part of the ultimate team kids next door has ever created…the Galactic Kids Next Door. Becoming an operative for them is classed as an honour in most respects. However as I set out to become an operative for this unique league of kids, my last days were to be the hardest I could have ever imagined, the idea of leaving my friends behind was something more difficult than I could have ever expected. The times I had spent with those I knew as my closest friends, were moments I would never forget. But as I left dutifully, they waved me off with encouraging words, calling my name, instead of referring to me by my code name for the last time. I was operative Numbuh one.
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'Numbuh four give me a status report! Numbuh two take the weapons needed and have them ready, and Numbuh three, ensure all operatives required are present and ready!' demanded an operative that the three friends she addressed knew so well. She had become the one in charge in recent times, the leading operative settling herself upon the chair reserved for the Supreme Leader of the kids next door. She watched the surrounding team as they made preparations for their latest mission, her highly positioned seating allowing her to scan the room completely as everyone got into place. The young operative had a darkened bronze skin tone, with ebony hair that was put back into a plait, keeping it out of her way for the most part, though their was no one present who had ever seen it down, the length was to her waist. Her deep chocolate eyes observed everyone in the room, and as she sat back to look out into the dark sky of space, she found herself unable to relax. Her new duties as the Supreme Leader of Kid's next door, and leader of Sector V were proving tough when mixed together, but she was the one who appeared to have an unshakable confidence, she was Numbuh five. 'Numbuh Two, do you have the weaponry needed?' she questioned directing it to a short and rounded operative who wore goggle like glasses and an attire which made him look almost like a nerd, though his intelligence had proved highly useful to the kid's next door and it had not yet failed them. 'Yeah we got everything ready Numbuh five, ready and awaiting order,' he confirmed leaving the main station room as Numbuh three came forward. 'Numbuh Five, everyone is present and at their stations,' she confirmed her long black hair almost matching Numbuh Five's though it hung loosely down her back, straight. Her small, round set eyes watching up awaiting Numbuh five to give her any other orders, but she was quickly dismissed, yet Numbuh three continued to linger by, folding her arms, the sleeves of her medium green top far to long and covering her hands.
As Numbuh five sighed, Numbuh three looked up to her in silent questioning, when the operatives were brought to assembly in front of her. Standing up and stepping down, Numbuh five was joined by Numbuh's two, three and four who watched with serious expressions across their faces. 'Okay, everyone listen up, Numbuh five has something she wants to say before we arrive at the moon base…' she began, most who had worked with her before only too used to her dialogue being in third person for the most part. 'Now you all will have your superiors when we arrive, and Numbuh five expects you to respect them and do as they say,' she told them with a tone of warning in her voice. 'For those of you who have never met the operatives for Sector V, Numbuh five shall leave it to them to introduce themselves, but this is a serious dilemma, a Kids next door operative who was due to be decommissioned has breached security and smuggled in the teen ninja's,' she stated. The rising whispering and murmuring spread through out of the room, Numbuh five knew some of the operatives before her were aware of the situation, as some were usually stationed at the moon base. However those who had managed to escape had come directly to Numbuh five, bringing her to the position she was in now, though the whispering died down as she continued. 'There is also reason to believe that the delightful children from down the lane are causing technical issues which are too occurring up at the moon base. Now the plan is simple, when we arrive, Numbuh 4, 3 & 2 will lead you in your teams to the separate areas of the moon base and Numbuh five will head for the centre…'
'You're going in there alone? That's beyond reckless, it's dangerous, and you don't know what you're gonna face…'
'Numbuh five thinks she knows what she's doing, thanks,' Numbuh five replied heatedly, before continuing, 'once the points are clear you have been assigned too, you shall all stand guard and await orders to return to your individual sectors, while your superiors will join me to end it,' she finished.
It was then Numbuh five allowed her fellow team-mates introduce themselves each standing forwards, 'all who are working the south part of the moon base will be joining me. Numbuh Two AKA Hoagie Gilligan,' he said gesturing a hand towards himself. 'I'm Numbuh Three, AKA Kuki Sanban we'll be going in the west wing of the moon base, please follow orders at all times and we won't have a problem,' she finished with a sweet smile, Numbuh five aware of her temperament if provoked. 'An I'm Numbuh four AKA Wallabee Beatles so listen up!' Numbuh four said in a loud and demanding voice, 'we'll be taking out the east side where those jerks are likely to be. I don't want anyone who's gonna be weak, we're in this fight to win got it?' he said, the operatives he was working with nodding solemnly, 'good,' he stated satisfied.
As Numbuh Five turned from them, the operatives left, and waited at their stationed exits from the ship which drew closely to the moon base. 'Numbuh four,' she said looking to the young Australian lad, who approached her and waited for her to speak, his hair was blond and fell across his face, though the light blue eyes shone underneath, he above the others seemed determined and ready for any fight. 'What's our status?' she questioned simply, 'everything's fine, nothin's gonna go wrong, we're completely prepared. Ya know Numbuh five, you've taken all this on really well,' he finished, Numbuh five looking back to him with a faint smile, when her eyes were brought up, locking on the moon base which was so brightly lit and she tensed, sensing the probability of her sister being there before entering the building. 'Numbuh four, Numbuh two, Numbuh three, go to your assigned posts and have everyone ready their weapons,' she said as more of a request than an order. She could not help in being slightly softer with her closest friends, it was just natural, but her authoritative figure came forward as she braced herself, ready for anything thrown at her. She would not fail, not matter what.
As they landed easily outside the moon base, Numbuh five called over the intercom to all the stations allowing them to leave the ship and go directly into the building, Numbuh five making a more discreet entrance as she climbed the side of the building and entered from a higher floor, the wind catching in her long hair as she swung herself in the window easily, the shards of glass breaking beneath her feet as she stepped out of the room, and was immediately on guard. Edging through the moon base, all was silent; something Numbuh five knew wouldn't last for long as she crept down the corridors, knowing her way around the moon base well. Putting on the glasses which Numbuh one had given her, she tilted her cap downwards slightly, and continued her journey to the centre of the base, where she knew undoubtedly Cree would probably be waiting for her, and she intended to give her sister one hell of a fight. Taking the walkie-talkie she had, Numbuh five queried in an urgent whisper, 'Numbuh 2, Numbuh 3, Numbuh 4, have you reached your targeted areas?' it was a few moments before Numbuh five heard any voices over the walkie-talkie, but soon enough all had reported they were there, and there was not as much trouble as expected.
Frowning, Numbuh five went deeper into the moon base, still being careful not to let her guard down as she manoeuvred into the main electrical wiring part. After slipping in the room, she coded the passwords which she had been told as Supreme leader, and followed the instructions given by Numbuh two. Within moments she had full access to the computer network, and sent out an urgent message to the Galactic Kids Next Door.
To all operatives who read this, do not send any classified information through the mainstream computers to the moon base. Trouble is being caused by who we believe is the Teen Ninja's. Await further messages from an operative, before resuming the sending of any information. Signed Numbuh five, AKA Abigail Lincoln.
After submitting the message, Numbuh five left the screen of the computer and opened the door looking around before stepping out, when a figure lunged at her, but she dove down, kicking her feet up and flinging them off her with accuracy and ease. 'Numbuh five isn't easily brought down,' she admitted looking over the unmistakeable teen and keeping completely focused as the boy began to stand again, though noting the way he brought himself into a crouch first, Numbuh five was aware of his next move and dodged, as the teen lunged forwards to knock her down. 'You take after your sister,' he remarked with a smirk, Numbuh five looking thunderous as she took her turn to go for him, succeeding as she pinned him against the wall, saying in a low voice. 'Numbuh five is not like Cree…'
'One day you will be,' he replied simply, 'one day you'll be a teen and you'll forget you ever worked for these little babies,' he added grinning Numbuh five replying with a sharp edge, 'Numbuh five thinks you shouldn't count on it.' It was then Numbuh five was joined by Numbuh four, who was keen to finish the fight started with the teen. 'Ya can go on Numbuh Five, I got this one covered,' he smirked, Numbuh five nodding returning the grin as she then went towards the centre of the moon base where an unexpected foe awaited her.
Hearing yells of triumph and anger, Numbuh Five knew the fighting had begun in each segment of the moon base, the noise and crashing of items around the building coming louder as she came to the main room. Going inside, Numbuh five had been surprised to see it empty at first, generally used to the busy lifestyles that were lived out in that very room. However it was then a voice made itself present and Numbuh five was drawn to the sound as it spoke out. 'Well Abigail, I should have expected you to raid our party tonight, which was totally un-cool, though I don't deny it would have been simple to win a fight against you…'
'Girl, I could beat you any day,' she said raising an eyebrow as she looked around the room and saw the source of her voice, which in turn was not her sister but a video recording. 'While I would have loved to have been the one to do it myself, I'm afraid I had other business to attend too, therefore, I have left your defeat in the capable hands of the other Teen Ninja's…later sis!' Turning on the last word, Numbuh five was instantly on alert, walking around the room for any sign of the Teen Ninja's when a girl leapt out into the room, wearing battle ready armour, her blonde hair coming over one of her eyes. As she watched Numbuh five with an unreadable expression, she took a metal spear in her hands and with precision threw it, the spear landing in the position where Numbuh five had just been, striking hard into the flooring. 'Numbuh Five thinks your gonna have to do better than that,' she said with a grin as she landed behind the teen, the aggravated blonde girl turning and attempting to punch her, Numbuh five jumping over her and grabbing the spear, pulling it over and around the neck of the teen as she remarked, 'looks like Numbuh five burst your bubble, and just when she was thinking there was going to be a challenge.'
'Let me go!' she yelled angrily trying to struggle from Numbuh Five's tight grasp with no such luck when another voice came over them, the main doors opening as her team-mates worked in, appearing virtually unscathed. 'Somehow Numbuh five thinks your game is up,' she grinned watching as the other operatives of the moon base now entered, coming forward and placing the teen under arrest. As they led her from the room, her abuse rang throughout the corridor; 'you won't get away with this you little brats!' she seethed, the sound becoming more muffled as Numbuh Five called after them, 'Numbuh five thinks some tape would be a good idea!'
'Um Numbuh Five,' interrupted Numbuh three, 'we have the traitor to the moon base, formally known as Numbuh one hundred and seventeen…' Numbuh Five cast a glance to a young appearing boy with tousled brow hair. His expression was downcast and he seemed to be almost dragged into the room by the operatives who held him in a vice like grip. 'What's your name?' Numbuh Five asked, her voice giving away no hint of anger. 'Rod…' he answered quietly, still not looking up.
'Why would you help the Teen Ninja's? Have you forgotten your duty to the Kid's Next Door?' she asked the boy now looking up to her with a mixture of hurt and anger. 'My "duty" will be forgotten when I'm decommissioned in a few days. I didn't want to leave…ever…and when I was told there'd be no other way; I felt bitter towards the Kid's Next Door entirely, I'd just be a forgotten operative. But my brother…the one you knocked out,' he added giving Numbuh Four a disgusted expression, which he returned with a deathly glare. 'He told me how much better the Teen Ninja's were, how destructive and ruthless the Kid's Next Door were, and that by joining them, life would be better…and I believed them.'
'We don't need to hear anymore,' Numbuh Five said silencing him, 'if you were that dedicated to the Kid's Next Door, you wouldn't have listened to the lies planted by the Teen Ninja's and helped them…'
'But my brother…'
'Your brother; is none of Numbuh Five's concern, her sister Cree is part of the Teen Ninja's and she don't listen to her every time she tries to force Numbuh Five into their team, we all have a choice. You've made yours, but when you near adulthood, Numbuh Five wonders whether you'll break your vow to the Teen Ninja's as well?' she questioned rhetorically, 'just get him out of my sight,' Numbuh five concluded, waving her hand up airily as she turned her back to him. 'Shall we decommission immediately?' requested an operative.
'You shall make that decision Numbuh Five has no intention of involving herself with the decommissioning process,' she replied with a slight shudder at the mentioning. After being taken away, Numbuh Five smiled at her team-mates, grateful the mission had been a success. 'Well done Numbuh Two, Numbuh Three, Numbuh Four, we've done ourselves proud today,' she said grinning, when Numbuh 86 came hurrying into the room loudly and demanding to know what went on. 'She insisted on coming straight here after we untied her,' explained another operative sheepishly who clearly feared Numbuh 86, the tomboyish kid looking around her in clear frustration. 'Maybe we'd better head back before she starts,' Numbuh Two suggested, their leader nodding as they made to depart from the moon base, receiving congratulatory words, pats on the backs and handshakes along the way, when a single statement made Numbuh Five pause. 'I reckon you could've given Numbuh One a run for his money,' the voice smirked, Numbuh Five's smile leaving her face as she now walked straight into the ship, the others embarking quickly and upon order starting up the ship. 'Numbuh Five, are you okay?' Numbuh Three questioned tentatively, Numbuh five removing the dark glasses she wore and going into the back of the ship where she would not be disturbed as she sat down and tried to hold back her emotions…
As you can tell, there are a few struggles which are undergoing currently for some of the characters, but just what will happen? Please R&R I really really appreciate it. Thankyou and I will be updating soon x