Operation: T.I.M.E.-T.R.A.V.E.L.
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Kids Next Door Sector V Treehouse
2-13-05 0953 Hundred Hours (10:53 AM)
It was a lazy day for Sector V. They sat around the treehouse with nothing to do. This was the fifth day that nothing was happening. Numbuh 1 was trying to see if Global Command had a mission for then today. Numbuh 2 had been designing and redesigning the new L.I.A.R. (Kids Next Door L.I.A.R.: Liars Implicated After Readings) he had invented. The original design had some kinks to work out. Numbuh 3, as always, was playing with her Rainbow Monkeys. Numbuh 4 was training, after he had replaced his punching bag, as he had broken it from overuse. Numbuh 5 was reading a book, in an attempt to ward off boredom. Numbuh 1 was going stir crazy, not having a mission. This boredom was not only affecting Sector V. Even Numbuh 362 and 86 on Moonbase were bored. Numbuh 362 would have even liked some paperwork to do. What she was currently doing was telling Numbuh 1 that there was nothing going on. She was beginning to get exasperated. Numbuh 86 was pacing around like cat softening up a place to sleep. She was really getting tired of the arguing between Numbuh 1 and 362. Finally, Numbuh 86 had enough. She shoved Numbuh 362 out of the chair, and started yelling at Numbuh 1, "Look, Numbuh 1, we are just as bored as you up here! We don't like it any more than you do! If you don't deal with it, we're going to come down there and slap you so hard, you'll be in too much pain to be bored!" At this point, Numbuh 362 retook her seat, which Numbuh 86 reluctantly gave up. "Sorry, about that Numbuh 1. We are all bored. There is absolutely no adult or teen activity. But I have to second Numbuh 86: Please stop calling. We will let you know if there is something to do." Numbuh 362 looked as bored as Numbuh 1 was. Numbuh 1, who was beginning to get crazed, replied, "Alright, Numbuh 362. We'll wait for something to come up." They both signed off. Numbuh 1 gathered everyone into the briefing room. As everyone was bored out of their minds, they rushed to the room, expecting a mission, a trip, something. Numbuh 1, however, knew that it would be another uneventful day. Numbuh 2 rushed to the briefing room so fast, he accidently brought his blueprints with him. They were stuck to him by a piece of tape he had on his hand. When he sat down, waiting to hear the news, he removed them from his hand, and pocketed them for later use. "Well team, this is another day with nothing to do." Numbuh 1 said with a hint of annoyance in his voice. His statement brought a groan from all the others. "What is it with these adults? I have half a mind to go and beat the crud out of them just to do something!" Numbuh 4 demonstrated his zeal for this by practicing a few punches and kicks in the air. "Numbuh 5 is tired of reading." Numbuh 3 was oblivious to the boredom of the others. "Why don't we play Rainbow Monkey Tea Party!" "No one wants to play with your Rainbow Dorkies, Numbuh 3." Numbuh 4 gagged after what he said. I an effort to keep an argument from arising between the two, Numbuh 1 interrupted. "Why don't we all take a trip to Moonbase to see if we can do better at finding adult activity in the world?" Everyone stopped and looked up at Numbuh 1. "I'm game. I might even be able to show the scientists up there my new L.I.A.R." Numbuh 2 said that last part with pride. "What's a L.I.A.R.?" Numbuh 5 asked. "A liar is someone who doesn't tell the truth," Numbuh 2 tried to make a joke. He was rewarded with a slap on the head, courtesy of Numbuh 5's hat. "Ow! Alright already. The L.I.A.R. is a device that is going to be used when interrogating prisoners. It determines whether a person is lying by reading their heart rate, body language, and some other contributing factors. It then displays the readings and gives an opinion based on those readings." While everyone else understood what Numbuh 2 had said, Numbuh 4 couldn't make heads or tails of it. "What's body lan-something-something?" As usual, everyone ignored him. "Alright team, let's go to Moonbase." Numbuh 2 grabbed his tools and prototype of the L.I.A.R. They all went to the C.O.O.L.B.U.S., (Kids Next Door C.O.O.L.B.U.S.: Carries Operatives Overhead Luxuriously-Boasts Unbeatable Speed) got in, and took off. They headed into space, and were soon at the moon. The docked, and went up to see Numbuh 362 "Sector V, what are you doing here?" "We're here to show Numbuh 2's invention to the KND scientists his new invention. After that, we're going to see if we can find any adult or teen activity to fight." Numbuh 1 stated. "What's this new invention, Numbuh 2?" Numbuh 362 was curious. Numbuh 86 was just bored and decided to tag along. After Numbuh 2 explained, and after Numbuh 4 again asked what body language was, the group made its way to the science lab. All of the scientists were on Earth, however. Numbuh 2 was disappointed at this, but quickly got over it when Numbuh 60 approached. Numbuh 60 was passing by, but decided to see what was going on. Numbuh 2 explained his invention to Numbuh 60, who took great interest in the L.I.A.R. Numbuh 60 always had a hard time telling whether the prisoners were telling the truth or not. The group made its way to the break room, where everyone got candy or soda from the vending machines. Numbuh 1 was talking with Numbuh 362, Numbuh 2 was showing Numbuh 60 how the L.I.A.R. worked, Numbuhs 3 and 4 were starting the previously interrupted argument over Rainbow Monkeys, and Numbuh 5 was trying to look interested in Numbuh 86's rant about how boys were inferior to girls. Everything was peaceful, for the most part. At that moment, there was a blinding flash of light. The light then immediately dimmed, and formed the shape of a vortex, which swirled around violently. Rainbow patters could be seen in the vortex, and at the middle was a small but very ominous-looking black hole. The vortex had barely been open a second when it began to suck everything in the room toward it, making a horridly loud sucking noise. Vending machines, chairs, tables, trash, colored pencils, crayons, markers, Numbuh 2's invention and blueprints were sucked into the vortex, and soon vanished down the hole. The eight operatives knew they had to get away from the vortex, but it began sucking them in as well. The sucking sound emanating from the vortex grew louder. Nothing could be heard except the vortex, even though every operative was screaming at the top of their lungs. Numbuh 5, being closest to the door, grabbed the doorknob, hoping it would keep her anchored so she wasn't sucked in. Numbuh 86 saw Numbuh 5 grab the doorknob. In a desperate effort, Numbuh 86 grabbed Numbuh 5's feet. All the other operatives in the room saw and followed her example. There was now a chain between the door and the vortex. Numbuh 2, who was last in the chain, saw that the edges of the vortex were becoming black and fading away, and slowly moving toward the middle of the vortex. Having studied other vortices and the like, he knew that this meant the vortex was closing. He also knew that as a vortex closes, its suction power increases. He saw the evidence of this 3 seconds before the vortex closed. The door that was anchoring everyone ripped off of its hinges. The eight operatives were sent screaming into the vortex, which promptly closed. The whole ordeal had lasted less than 10 seconds.
As you might be able to tell, this is my first story for FanFiction. I don't know what to expect. I will accept whatever criticism or advice you have to offer in the review. I will release the next chapter either today (9-24-12) or tomorrow. I hope you all like this story. Again, whatever criticism or advice you have will be taken into account. I also will be giving you guys an idea for another story I might write. I want to see what you think. This will come in the next couple chapters. Thanks for what you will give, and when this story gets old, what you have given. One more thing: If you can think of a better word than menace, or a better acronym, please let me know. Please PM me with the info.
-Portertrain9