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Operation: N.O.B.L.E.

Numbuh

One

Battles

Life of

Evil

-Operation NOBLE-

Operative: Numbuh 1

Log: #0301

Date: April 17, 2004

Time: 8:32 p.m.

My name is Nigel Uno. My father was the legendary Numbuh 0, the one who started the Seventh Age of Kids Next Door. My mother was the legendary Numbuh 999, the first ever girl operative to enter the modern KND. I am Numbuh 1, currently the best operative in the KND and current representative of Earth in the Galactic Kids Next Door, and yes I am on Earth right now on special leave time. As you an see, I come from a lineage of noble, good people who go out of their way to help others. I have inherited those good attributes.

I guess I should tell you about the Kids Next Door. The KND is an international organization dedicated to helping kids in need. We have many bases spread throughout the world, but we call them 'Treehouses. Our main Treehouse is on the moon, the Moon Base. Don't dwell on how we even got to the moon; just know that with hope and dreams, anything is possible. Back on track, the KND operatives, most of them anyway, are divided into sectors. I am the leader of Sector V. It is composed of my bestest friends in the world. There is Numbuh 2 or Hoagie P. Gilligan Jr. He's the best 2x4 tech expert I know. Numhuh 3 or Kuki Sanban is our tactics and medical expert. Numbuh 4 or Wallabee "Wally" Beatles is our combat specialist. Finally, Numbuh 5 or Abigail Lincoln is our second in command and espionage officer. The KND is lead by our soopreme leader, Numbuh 362 or Rachel T. McKenzie. I'm sure that's enough background information to get you through my video log.

Back on topic, my lineage. Despite what I have told you so far, not my entire lineage is good. You have seen only a portion of my family and sad as it is to say, it is one of the two good portions, the other belonging to my cousin, Numbuh 10 or Eva Roberts. The rest is composed of evil, even my mother's side. My uncle is Benedict Uno or more casually known as Father. Father is one of, if not the evilest villain of the current KND. He even managed to turn one of our own sectors, Sector Z, into a bunch of Delightful Children. It sickens me to think that we are related. With his black silhouette, evil-filled yellow eyes, and a never-ending flame of destruction he has earned his reputation. My grandfather is the Grandfather. The very one who once ruled the world of kids with an iron fist. It was Numbuh 0, his own son, who put a stop to his rule.

Just recently I found all this out. You see, Father managed to restore Grandfather, whose memories and powers were erased when my father stopped him, to his full power. Grandfather enslaved the Earth once more, turning everyone but myself, my father and Father into senior-citizombies. But my father's memories of the KND were erased in a process called decommissioning. With finding the lost Book of KND, we gained the only weapon strong enough to threaten Grandfather, hope. My father's memories of the KND were later restored but lost in the final plan. That information is not important at this point, all you need to know is that Grandfather was stopped once more.

Intrigued about how I was related to Father and Grandfather, I looked into my lineage...and I was horrified at what I found out. Remember how I told you about Father's fire? Well he got his from his father, Grandfather and Grandfather got it from his father. When my great-grandfather was my age, he got into a lab accident. His father, my great-great grandfather was doing some testing on electrons. Unfortunately the lab he was testing in was two floors below my great-grandfather's room. The experiment did something funky and exploded. It wasn't like an actual explosion; it was more like electrons were flung upwards to my great-grandfather's room. Why this happened, no one really knows but some speculate it was because my great-grandfather was playing around with the concept of friction in which he became positively charged. According to one of the three laws of static charge, opposites attract and in this case, the opposite charge would be positive. Guess who had the largest positive charge. You guess right, my great-grandfather.

I just want to say something completely irrelevant to the log; I know all this science stuff because if you look at the paragraph above, I come from a line of scientists as well. My father and his brother, Benedict, were not really interested in science so they took up other things. My father felt like he had to continue the line somehow so he taught me a lot about science, and English to for that matter. You don't know how much boring English lessons I had to go through because of my father. I guess I went through so much It stuck with me... Now I talk a lot like the adults and I feel so disgusted but I can't help it.

Anyway, my great-grandfather was the source of the most protons and the least electrons. So the electrons from the experiment hit him. Again, this is pure guessing but one speculation states that the electrons might've been different than the usual ones because of the experiment. There was so much electrons that they started to bump against each other, friction at work, which made heat. The heat from the electrons spread throughout his body like a fire. I am guessing there was so much heat that it created actual fire. There are no more theories at this point because after that, every scientist who attempted to try didn't have enough evidence to provide a semi-concrete theory. I don't know where the silhouette and eyes comes from, but I believe they come from the evil in their hearts.

As the family line progressed, there seemed to be a pattern. At every generation, at least one male child received the 'flame' that runs in the Uno blood. Out of five children, two girls and three boys, Grandfather gained the 'flame.' Out of two children, both males, Father receive the 'flame.' Out of one child... I received the flame.

Right now, I am going to tell you my story... my story of my struggle to fight the flame that burns deep within. I hope that through this letter, you will learn the necessary skills to fight an Uno 'flame' should history repeat itself once more.

Transmission Interrupted...


Okay so everything above is just my thoughts on how the heck Father can shoot fire out of his hands. I'm no scientist so correct me if I'm wrong...please!

I can't wait to get to the part I want to get too!