My story: A Virginia Sims Entry

by Am I even still here

Everyone knows what happened during Operation: ZERO, but there was one small thing that wasn't shown. This is is the retelling of how Numbuh 23 became a Senior Citizombie. One-shot. 23/35 pairing.

Author's Note: Ok this is a one-shot 32/35 fic! Hope you enjoy it! This is dedicated to all my fellow Soda Junkies!

Disclaimer: I do not own KND. It belongs to Mr.Warburton!

You might have heard what happened the day Father brought back Grandfather. You might have seen operatives becoming citizombies themselves. There is something though, I know you haven't heard or seen. How I became a citizombie. My name is Virginia Sims, operative Numbuh 23, Incendiary Confectionary Munitions Agent of Sector K. And here is my story.

Soon after citizombies began to attack moonbase was when it happened. I was surrounded, I needed a weapon. I bit my lip and looked around, trying to forget the fact that if I didn't do something, I'd become an evil old lady. Any weapon could do, even a pillow! Ok, so I didn't have the best aim but I needed some sort of protection. I went down and crawled right under the citizombie Numbuh 81, and began to run, searching for a weapon."See ya later, geezers." I laughed.

Then I saw it. A SPLANKER, just what I needed. I ran faster, I was so close now..."Eep!" I stopped abruptly as a citizombie jumped right in my path.

I gasped as I saw ho the citizombie was. "Numbuh 35?" I gasped again as I saw the familiar operative.

"Your turn to become a citizombie, Numbuh 23. Everyone's doing it!" he cackled heading towards me. I took a step back. If only I could get to the SPLANKER.

"Barty? What are you doing?" I said. "We're friends remember?" Barty kept walking towards me so I continued. "You're not evil, you know! If you were, you wouldn't have saved my life a couple of months ago during Numbuh 86's sleepover."

He stopped. It looked like he remembered, or I hoped that's why he stopped. I took a deep breath,walked closer and said, "Yea. The 35 I know is a great moonbase operative and a greater friend!"

He blinked,"Virginia? I-I," but he stopped talking. It seemed he was fighting with himself. I took that chance and began to run to the SPLANKER. But this time another citizombie cut in front of me.

" Numbuh 894!" I muttered, thinking of ways to escape this time.

But somebody, a citizombie, tapped Numbuh 894 on the shoulder. "Mind if I cut in?" and punched him hard on the face.

"Bartie?" I wondered, while walking towards him and the SPLANKER.

A frown crept on his face. "Virginia, I'm sorry." His eyes went darker and his frown went back to an evil grin. I grabbed hold of the SPLANKER but it was too late. He grabbed me and before I could react, my eyes closed and when they opened, I was nothing more than a citizombie.

Now you know my story. This is Numbuh 23 signing off for a soda.