AN:Yay! The next installment in my AU. I also had written this piece a long time ago, but it's the last one I have. So I'll actually have to WRITE stuff. Don't worry, I'll develop more later. THis is just for you to get to know what's going on.

This chapter is for lemony anemone and December'sRose as they're the only ones kind enough to review! YAy lemony and December.

Disclaimer: I don't own KND. Duh. That's why I'm HERE.


Whoosh! A shadowed figure flew past Abigail Lincoln at the speed of light. Abby, in automatic reflex, clicked her backpack into operating mode as she jetted across the street to catch the figure she knew as a menace. It was only four o'clock in the evening, but even the KND had their curfews. Abby checked herself into gear and attempted to catch up with the enemy.

"Can't be bothered to play a little tag, Crabigail!" shouted the menace.

"Shuddup, Cree! You wouldn't remember how to play tag even if you tried!"

"But you yourself forget Abby," said Cree, stopping in her tracks making Abby bump into her as she got real close to the younger girl's face and whispered, "I still remember." And with that she sped off once again.

Abby groaned. She hated cat and mouse games, but this time, Cree was seriously getting on her nerves. She cracked out her Walkie-Talkie and arranged for backup: "Numbuh 3, Numbuh 4, Numbuh 6, and Numbuh 2, give me some backup. Cree's heading down Sanction Ave. and will be arriving at 5th any moment now."

"Roger that, Numbuh 5. Will do. Just lead her on down. We'll send in the RABBIT for reinforcement in the crosswalk."

"Affirmative, Over and Out."

Abby raced down the street in full gear, catching Cree off guard in the air with her gumball blaster. Cree stumbled a bit, but didn't lose her balance on her BRA jets. Numbuh 3 came just in time with the reinforcements making Cree slam right into the rabbit's legs. The others came and tied her up quickly.

"Here you go ma'am. One tied teenager, just like you asked for," said a slightly chubby 10 year old boy with aviator's goggles and an oddly shaped brim hat. His name was Tommy Gilligan. "And might I mention she's looking ravishing today. I can see the definite resemblance."

Abby smirked. The boy always had his way with those comments. "Tommy, tell Numbuhs 4 and 6 to make sure she's rounded up well and put her in my room. Numbuh 5 needs to speak with this villain personally."


"Give it back, Cree."

Cree smiled innocently. "Give what back?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about!"

Cree stopped to think, "No, in fact I don't."

Abigail got really mad. She hated it when Cree played games with her. "God Dammit Cree! Give me back the glasses!"

"Oh," chuckled Cree, "you mean these?" She dangled the pair upon her head, just where Abigail couldn't reach. "You really want them. Don't ya? Wanna find your little, Nigie?"

Abigail steamed, but upon being angered by Cree she had forgotten to completely watch her, and thus being said, Cree broke free from the rope strands. "Can't catch me now, Crabigail!"

Abby sighed, "I was so expecting that. Amateur." Abby cocked her gun and aimed it at Cree's delicate and perfect hair and fired. You could hear the screams all the way to San Francisco.

"Crabigail! My hair!"

"Now," taunted Abigail. "In my hand, I have KND gum remover. You give back the glasses, and I'll give you the antidote."

Cree grumbled, "Fine, fine, you can have it. Just give me the remover!"

"Nuh-uh. The glasses, please." The forlorn teen unwillingly gave back the glasses, and Numbuh 5 rested them atop her head, underneath her hat. "Now, go outside."

"But you said!"

"I still have the remover, remember?"

Again, Cree muttered in disgust. She complied and went outside.

"You know, I feel so cruel, that I could just leave you there!" mocked Abby, "but since I'm not a bullying teen, like you are, I'll give it to you. Catch!" Abby threw it out the window and into Cree's hands, locking the window to her bedroom. She heard her sister scream something like, "I'll get the glasses back, you little KNDork!"

Abby relaxed. She really hated Cree. She knew exactly how much Abby loved those glasses. Hell, she even spoke in the first person, she wanted them so bad. But more importantly, Abby was mad at herself. She was the one who got the glasses into this mess, and she desperately needed to get the owner out. How could she let the glasses go like that? Did she really trust Cree for that second? Abigail calmed herself down, ready to file that mission report into the privates. Of course, it was not a documented mission, but simply a protocol to protect the rights of kids everywhere, including the ones that weren't there.


She walked downstairs and was greeted by her team. She looked around the room and saw people that were just like her: All misfit kids, just trying to look out for each other in the world. She eyed Tommy Gilligan, her second in command and technological specialist. His brother had gone for training in the KND, but went missing after the first week. Supposedly, he had never even arrived at the Arctic training base. Next was Kuki Sanban, she was the second oldest in the group after Abigail. Kuki had been a practically lifelong friend of Abigail's and a very trustworthy girl. Granted, she doesn't really think when called for, but when ever you needed a day of cheering up, Kuki's the one to go to. Then there was Mushi, Kuki's sister. Mushi had this bad streak about her. Someday, she just might grow up to be a little like Cree and Chad. Abby had put her on the decommissioning watch list, without Mushi's knowledge of course. What more damage would happen if she did know? And then there was the youngest and newest member of the team, Joey Beetles. Like Tommy, his brother disappeared before he got to the base. Their family had just moved from Australia because their dad had to transfer locations due to his job. Rumor said that the Beetles brother simply got lost and never came back. Those parks were really huge. But Numbuh 5 shrugged that off. A lot of kids went missing that week. Many of whom had been her neighbors. But that was a different matter. Now, she had a team to attend to.

"Okay, team. We have successfully recovered the stolen article teen ninja Cree Lincoln, ex-Numbuh 11 and traitor to the KND had acquired."

Cheers rang through the room. "But Numbuh 5" asked Mushi, "what were those stolen articles anyways?"

Kuki stiffened up and attempted to pardon her sister, but Abby played it cool and simply replied, "Those stolen articles were of important value to a top member of the KND and thus classified to prevent any further leakage of its whereabouts." Kuki relaxed again. She herself knew very little about what Numbuh 5 had recovered, but knew Abby enough to respect her wishes about the article.

"You are all dismissed for the night. There are no more missions." And with just that, the leader retreated to the solace of her room.


So yeah. That's it. Pretty predictable if I do say so myself. Please Review. It helps the motivation of the story.