Before returning to Earth to fulfill a prophecy, he was saving kids from other worlds from adult tyranny. Caution, subject may be to dark for your liking.

GKND HQ, Numbuh 1's Quarters: Two Years after Departure

Numbuh 1, real name Nigel Uno, GKND operative of Earth, looked at a model of his planets solar system. He reached out to touch the rotating model of the blue and green planet, only for his finger to pass through it.

"Holograms are different form holo-matter representations." Nigel turned to see his partner, Numbuh 1867, a humanoid female Straitus from the planet Felis Tigris, a planet where everyone bore characteristics of Tiger.

"I know, Regalis." Nigel spoke softly as he pulled his hand back. "The feeling doesn't go away no matter what I do. I left without saying god-bye to most of those I cared for and respected."

Numbuh 1867 leaned against a metal wall, her arms crossed. "You know Nigel, most of us never got to say good-bye to any of those we knew. You should count yourself lucky, you at least were seen off by your parents and closest friends."

"Then maybe I'm just being selfish…" Nigel said letting out a small laugh. "I just need to learn to get over it…" Nigel turned his head away from Numbuh 1867, facing his mirror.

Numbuh 1867 spotted the Earth born operative's reflection, finding him to be frowning and looking to the metal floor. "Well Nigel…I know just the thing to cheer you up." Numbuh 1867 said giving a toothy grin. "Let's go check out the game room; I'm sure we could get in a game of ZG war with some of the other guys."

"Sorry Regalis…I'm just not feeling up for it today." Nigel said as he picked up the hologram projector on his bed and switched it off.

"Two years, huh?" Numbuh 1867 asked.

"Two years this very day."

The tiger-like operative shook her head and approached Nigel, taking a seat beside him on his bed and placing one of her four digit hands on his shoulder. "Come on, Nigel. You don't have to sulk or anything, we're living a dream in a way. Most kids on my planet always dreamed of going to the stars and discovering new worlds, new people."

"I guess you're right Regalis." Nigel smiled.

"So I say we go down to the game room and kick Numbuh 8-6-0 in ZG war." Regalis said as she hopped of the bed, pulling Nigel with her.

'Will Numbuh 1 and Numbuh 1867 please report for mission briefing. I repeat, will Numbuh 1 and Numbuh 1867 please report for mission briefing.' A voice over the intercom said in basic.

"Games will have to wait, Regalis."

Orbit of Planet Tarn

"That's the last of them Captain Runner." A humanoid automaton with a bullet belt said aloud.

"Good." A humanoid being in a dark metal suit said lowly as he stepped out from the shadows of the cargo room. "Keep the children in the dark. We're the biggest inter-galactic child slave trade for a reason Unit-G081. Their will shall be broken, making submission to warlords throughout the cosmos all the better…not to mention a higher price for a willing slave."

"Yes Captain Runner." Unit-G081 said before shutting off the lights of the cargo bay, plunging the hundreds to kidnapped children in metal bared crates in utter darkness.

The children of various species from hundreds of worlds crawled away from the bars as the humanoid being's eyes glowed blood red behind his clear visor. "Total, utter darkness."