Yay! My first story! I was browsing around and saw a picture on *OrionStorm's gallery on DeviantArt and fell in love with it. Plus I LOVE the movie Anastasia (though historically incorrect as it is but still…). So this is what I thought of!
The characters (in the same order as the credits in the movie):
Numbuh 3, Kuki- Anastasia
Numbuh 4, Wally- Dimitri
Numbuh 2, Hoagie- Vladimir
Mr. Boss- Rasputin
The Tolienator- Bartok
Numbuh 5, Abby- Sophie
Numbuh 1, Nigel- The Dowager Empress Marie
with, Bradley the Skunk- Puka
Well, here goes. Whether it's a good story or not, I'll let you be the judge of that!
Disclaimer- I do not own the movie Anastasia nor sadly Codename: Kids Next Door and the song "Anytime You Need a Friend" by the Beu Sisters
Numbuh One's POV:
There was a time, not very long ago, when we lived in an enchanted world of super cool treehouse's, and awesome missions.
The year was 2003. And my team, Sector V, and I were high ranking operatives of the organization The Kids Next Door.
After one of our successful missions, my team and I were headed up to the Moonbase for a great surprise party.
We were celebrating the tenth birthday of our sweet Numbuh Three, our youngest teammate.
She was a cheerful, happy-go-lucky girl, and also a little ditsy and a bit of an airhead. But we all loved her nonetheless. *chuckle* Especially a certain one of us!
Numbuh Three wrapping Numbuh Four in a big hug. His face looks irritated but the blush in his cheeks is unmistakable. (A/N, I'm showing Numbuh One's memories in the italics.)
Inside the S.C.A.M.P.E.R on our way up to the Moonbase from that last mission, however, Numbuh Three, unaware that we were taking her to her surprise party, was sniffly and teary eyed. I knew what that was about. The Delightful Children From Down The Lane had told her that she was so ditsy and pathetic that they wondered why we kept her, which made her burst into tears. Numbuh Four beat the Delightful Dorks to a pulp while the rest of us told Numbuh Three not to listen to them. She only nodded and continued to cry.
Numbuh Five nudged me and motioned toward our birthday gift to her. Now seemed like the perfect time to give it to her.
"Hey Numbuh Three, I hope you don't believe what the Delightful Dorks said was true," Numbuh Five said.
"Yeah," I added. "You're a valuable member of the team and a great friend, got it?"
Numbuh Three turned around and gave us a teary smile.
"And…I'm sure your birthday present will agree as well!" Numbuh Five exclaimed presenting a box wrapped in sparkly green paper.
Numbuh Three gasped then cheered. "Yay! Birthday! You guys remembered!"
"Well of course we did," Numbuh Two said. "Now open your present why don't ya."
Numbuh Four, who had been silently fuming the whole time over what the Delightfuls had said, also turned around and smiled.
"Happy Birthday Numbuh Three." He said.
Grinning, Numbuh Three ripped the package open and squealed at what she saw.
"Wow, a Best-Friends-Forever-And-Always Rainbow Monkey!"
"Yep, only this is no ordinary Rainbow Monkey," I told her. "We put in a music box that can be activated with this necklace."
I put the necklace into the stuffed animal's belly button and the music started.
When you're down
And your luck runs out
Or if you're in trouble or in doubt
Its okay
Turn my way
Anytime you need a friend
"Oh, I love this song." Numbuh Three said growing teary eyed again.
"If you ever feel sad or alone again, just play this song to lift your spirit," I told her.
"Plus you can always come to any of us," Numbuh Five added. "That's what the song is supposed to remind you girl."
When you're scared
I will stay with you
When you feel you're fallin'
I'll lift you
When your heart breaks
I'll ease your aches
Whatever it takes
I'm in
Anytime you need a friend
"I know to come to you guys," Numbuh Three said. "You're my bestest friends ever!"
I handed the necklace to her. "Read what it says."
"Made in Paris?" she asked, confused.
"Other side," I corrected.
"Sector V, together forever."
Everyone grinned. "That's right, baby," Numbuh Five said.
We all came into a group hug. I noticed Numbuh Four hesitating to the side. He was staring at Numbuh Three with such a warm smile, as if seeing her this happy made him feel like flying. When he noticed me smiling at him, he blushed madly giving me a shut-up-its-not-what-you-think glare, then snuck into the group hug.
But we would not be together forever. For at the surprise party the leader of the villains descended upon the Moonbase.
His name was Mr. Boss. He had tried pulling some crazy schemes before, like trying to blast a bunch of girls (and Numbuh Four) to Pluto. (A/N Operation O.F.F.I.C.E., in case you were wondering.) But now he was mad for vengeance and half insane.
"How'd you make it past the security?!" Numbuh 362 yelled.
"You think your childish security can hold me?" he said.
"I'm here to get my total revenge on those group of brats that completely humiliated me!"
The four of us turned to look at Numbuh Three. She was turning pale with fear.
What Mr. Boss was referring to was an incident that happened the week before.
Numbuh Three had been wanting to lead her own mission, so in order to not hurt her feelings I told her to buy a kids meal in a restaurant. (A/N: reference to Operation F.A.S.T.F.O.O.D.)
However, when she went into the restaurant she ran into Numbuh 86, Numbuh 23, and Numbuh 12. They asked her if she was in their mission as well to which she said yes.
When she joined them, they flew off to one of the supervillian meetings. Their intention was to spy on the meeting, until they got caught.
Mr. Boss attempted to catch them but Numbuh 23 grabbed the curtain behind them and tied him up. Then Numbuhs 12 and 86 sprayed him with colorful spray paint until he was covered with rainbows. To top it off, Numbuh 3 took his signature cigar and stuck it up his nose before they all escaped.
All the super villains mocked and laughed at Mr. Boss for being beat by little girls; leaving Mr. Boss humiliated and furious.
But now I was pretty sure his sanity had snapped.
"You little girls are going to pay dearly for that!" He yelled. "You'll pay with this curse." He took out his cigar, which was now glowing and spewing little smokey people.
"The four of you will die," We all gasped. "Before tomorrow night! I won't rest until my honor that you destroyed is restored!"
Then his cigar shot up a huge flame at the main computer. And I knew immediately that this was serious.
We wasted no time in getting to the S.C.A.M.P.E.R., and getting Numbuh Three out of there. She was frozen with shock. She knew this was serious.
On our way back we heard that three other shuttles escaping had crashed landed. Numbuhs 12, 23, and 86 were in them. There were no survivors.
"Oh no!" Numbuh Three yelled. "This can't be happening!"
After we reached our treehouse, we spent the rest of that night tightening our security system. The next day there was nothing else to do but sit around and wait. Numbuh Three wouldn't eat or sleep. She was too shaken up by what was happening.
"Numbuh 12. Numbuh 23. Numbuh 86. He…he…they're all…oh no, no, no," she continued to repeat.
Numbuh Five tried to calm her down while the rest of us paced the room. All of a sudden she burst into tears.
I went over to her. "Don't worry Numbuh Three, don't worry. He's not going to get you. We won't let him. You're going to be safe. We'll protect you, I promise."
Just then, the computed alert went off.
"Sector V, Sector V," Numbuh 362 shouted through the other end. "Evacuate your treehouse immediately! You need to get out of there. Mr. B-" The transmission was cut off.
Before we could do anything, there was a blinding light, and the sound of a small explosion. And before we knew it, the treehouse was on fire and spreading rapidly.
"You heard her guys. Let's go!" I yelled. We ran to the hanger.
Numbuh Three stopped suddenly. "Wait, my rainbow monkey!" She turned around and ran to her room.
"Numbuh Three, get back here RIGHT NOW!" I ran after her. "Numbuh Three come back!"
The fire was everywhere now. I could barley breathe. "Numbuh Three come back here right now. THAT'S A DIRECT ORDER!" I yelled between coughs.
Then she screamed. I ran up further and saw Mr. Boss grabbing her.
"Let me go, please, please," she begged.
"You'll never escape me, child," he said.
I ripped off the nearest tree branch and wacked him over the head with it. That caught him off guard. When he let go of Numbuh Three I pushed him into my room, which was on fire from the inside, and locked the door.
"Hey! Let me out of here! Open this door you little brat, open this door!"
I continued to follow Numbuh Three who started running again. But we didn't get far enough before I heard his agonizing screams. I also heard the Tolienator bang on the door calling after him.
Finally, I made it to Numbuh Three's room. She came out of the curtain hugging her Best-Friends-Forever-and-Always Rainbow Monkey. But then we heard a crackling sound. The fire had reached our fire crackers! (A/N I don't know if they have fire crackers in their treehouses but it's all I could think of.)
"We have to get out of her right now Numbuh Three!" I said.
We started to run toward the hanger but then someone pulled me the other way. The smoke was everywhere now, however, so I couldn't see who it was.
"No go out this way. Out this trap door," whoever it was said.
I could barely hear the voice. All I could at least hear was that it was a boy. He shoved me toward the trap door he mentioned.
"My rainbow monkey!" Numbuh Three yelled. She must've dropped it.
I grabbed her hand before she could run off again.
"Down here," the voice said.
"Wait who are you," I asked, but he pushed me out instead answering.
"No, wait," I heard Numbuh Three say.
"Go now," he said. He pushed Numbuh Three out.
More crackling noises. The treehouse was going to blow any second. I grabbed Numbuh Three's hand and we started to run. The S.C.A.M.P.E.R. arrived a few seconds later.
"Quick, get in you guys," Numbuh Five said.
"Get us out of here now Numbuh Two," I yelled.
"What about the treehouse," he shouted.
"Forget the stupid treehouse. Go!" I shouted back.
Then I noticed something. "Where's Numbuh Four?!"
Before anyone answered, we heard an explosion. The treehouse had blown.
Numbuh Three gasped. "No!" she screamed.
But then she slipped and fell out the door, letting out another scream.
"Numbuh Three," I yelled.
I ran to grab her hand. "Hold on Numbuh Three, hold on."
"Don't let go," she cried.
But her hand slipped out of my clammy palms. I immediately grabbed her long sleeve, but that also tore from under my grasp. She cried out as she plummeted to the ground.
"No!" I screamed.
Her back hit a tree branch. I couldn't tell if the sickening crack came from the tree, or Numbuh Three's spine. She was already unconscious before she hit the ground. (A/N: instead of the treehouse being in Numbuh One's house, I decided to put it in some forest.)
"NUMBUH THREE!"
We were going too fast to turn around. It took a while to finally slow down and turn around. We didn't know if we landed in the right place or not, but we landed and started searching.
It wasn't long before Numbuh Four found us. He was panting.
"I climbed up a tree to see if I could find you guys and I saw her fall. She fell and hit a tree." His eyes were tearing up. "Her head h-hit a boulder wh-when she landed. I got down and tried looking for her but I can't find her. Maybe she landed somewhere else. Maybe she got up and tried looking for us. You guys, we got to find her." He looked like he was going to break into sobs.
"We will, we will," I said trying to sound brave. "We'll find her. Numbuh Five call for help. We need all the help we can get."
About fifteen operatives came to help us look for her. We searched for hours. Eventually the search party gave up. They went back up to the Moonbase. Soon enough, we followed. Only Numbuh Four stayed searching. He didn't want to give up just yet. But in the end, he met up with us on the Moonbase as well.
His eyes were brimming with tears when he met up with us.
"She's gone. That's it, she's gone. She's nowhere to be found. Her head hit a bolder and she might've even broken her spine on that tree branch. She's gone. She's gone, and it's all your cruddy fault," he said pointing at me.
"H-Huh?" I said.
Numbuh Four pushed me then, knocking me to the ground. He was furious. I was too stunned to say anything.
"You let go of her. You let her fall to her doom. You said you were going to protect her but you didn't. You let her fall. She's gone now, all because of you. Some cruddy leader you are. You can't even protect your youngest member," he shouted angrily between sobs.
I didn't get up. I stayed on the ground. Tears were falling uncontrollably now.
Because he was right. Absolutely right. I let her fall. I didn't protect her like I promised. It was my fault.
"Numbuh Four have you lost it?!" Numbuh Five said. "You can't push Numbuh One! And you definitely can't say that to him. He's your leader for crying out loud!"
"Not anymore. Why should I stay with this team? Why should I be in any team when she's gone?" he said. He turned around to leave.
"Numbuh Four you can't run away!" Numbuh Five said to him.
"Watch me." He said without turning around. Then he ran to the escape pods.
I got up then and turned to Numbuh Two. Tears were still falling.
"Go follow him." I told him.
"What?" he asked. "I can't leave you guys."
"Sure you can. You're his best friend. Go follow him and make sure he's okay and that he doesn't do anything stupid. Not that I believe he would actually…well you know. But still. Just follow him."
He looked like he was going to protest, but then he just nodded, gave us a hug, and turned to follow Numbuh Four. We haven't seen them again since.
After they left, Numbuh Five turned to me.
"Numbuh One it is not your fault," she told me.
Instead of arguing, I simply said "Whatever." I knew it was indeed my fault.
Seven years have passed.
Numbuh Five and I remained in the KND after we turned thirteen. I'm not sure if it was because of our loyalty, or if because they sympathized us for that incident.
Right now we live together as roommates in Numbuh Five's house in Paris, since she's part French. We still don't know the whereabouts of Numbuh two and Numbuh Four.
And our sweet Numbuh Three, our youngest teammate. We never saw her again
And that's chapter 1! Yes, yes I killed Numbuh 86, Numbuh 23, and Numbuh 12. I used the girls from Operation S.L.U.M.B.E.R. as the Romanovs. I know Numbuh 12 was a traitor, just … um just pretend she isn't. And yes I know Numbuh 86 is Mr. Boss's daughter, again just pretend otherwise. It was the best I could come up with. Yes I'm pretty lame.
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