KND Moon Base: Three Days Later

"Any news on Corey?" Numbuh 72 asked Numbuh UH-60 as they walked down the halls of the Moon Base.

"He's scared, that's all." Numbuh UH-60 shook his head as he gritted his teeth.

"What did they do to him anyways?" Numbuh 72 asked.

"Corey didn't say he's scared to leave his house. Whatever it was, they're going to pay for it." Numbuh UH-60 narrowed his eyes as he noticed Numbuh 73 and several operatives staring at them in contempt.

"…Please tell me you aren't going to do what I know you're going to do." Numbuh 72 said, having noticed Numbuh UH-60 slightly reach for his weapons. "What would the others think man."

"Fine…" Numbuh UH-60 rolled his eyes.

"Hey there!" Ian called out to the two Prospectors. Ian and various other operatives laughed. "How's it like to work in a broom closet?"

"You guys suck!" the operative with hockey pads exclaimed before laughing.

Numbuh UH-60 gritted his teeth balled his hands into fists. "Come on William, let's get out of here." Numbuh 72 said as he began to walk faster. It wasn't until Numbuh 72 entered a hall way that he realized Numbuh UH-60 wasn't with him. "Slag."


Numbuh 362's Office

"I honestly can't believe it takes you three days to get back to us ma'am." Numbuh 2030 said as he and Numbuh 832 sat down in two chairs in front of Numbuh 362's desk.

"Sorry Numbuh 2030, I've been preoccupied with other matters." Numbuh 362 said wearily. "So, what's the matter?"

"My team is at danger Numbuh 362; fellow operatives are bullying my friends and my teammates. Numbuh 73 tripped Numbuhs 1/2 and 2/4 in front of countless others. They set up a Rube Goldberg machine and sent Numbuh 10.01 into shock. You have to do something."

"I'll do what I can Numbuh 2030, but we'll have to go about this by the book." Numbuh 362 said pulling out a book from a shelf. "As you know, Numbuh 1 lent me the book of KND to make copies."

"And how they all seemingly caught on fire afterwards." Numbuh 832 remarked.

"So in my hands is The Book of KND itself." Numbuh 362 smiled as she flipped through the pages. "Ever since we got it, we've been applying most of the rules in the book, such as trials."

"I recall vividly." Numbuh 2030's eyes narrowed at the memory of a trial involving a traitor.

"I can get one ready in two days if you'd like."

"I'm not leaving anything for Global Command stooges, no offense ma'am." Numbuh 2030 said shaking his head.

"Just be glad we're on good terms Locksmith." Numbuh 362 sighed. A light began to flash on Numbuh 362's desk. "That's not good."

'Fight.'

'Fight.'

'Fight.'

'Fight.'

"That's definitely not good." Numbuh 832 said aloud as the three operatives shot out of their seats and rushed to the door.

They ran out of the office, running towards the direction of operatives chanting.

Numbuh UH-60 pulled the triggers of his propeller weapons, shooting sharp pencils at Ian and his group. The operatives dodged and rushed Numbuh UH-60. Numbuh UH-60 grinned wickedly and pulled a second trigger on his weapons, causing the propellers to fold out and spin rapidly.

"Don't mess with the Prospectors!" Numbuh UH-60 exclaimed before charging at the operatives. The operatives backed away from Numbuh UH-60's rotating propellers as he continued to shoot sharp pencils at them.

Ian shook his head and pulled out his C.O.R.D.E.R. He aimed the 2x4 weapon at Numbuh UH-60's head as he began to watch the propellers spin. He smirked and pulled the trigger, shooting the cord at Numbuh UH-60. The cord passed through the propellers in the blink of an eye and struck Numbuh UH-60 across his face, knocking him on his back.

"Don't mess with me." Ian smirked as he and his fellow operatives began to surround Numbuh UH-60. "He instigated the fight, we should now finish it."

"Step aside, Supreme Leader in the room!" Numbuh 362 exclaimed as Numbuh 2030 and 832 pushed operatives out of her way. "What's going on here?"

"This freak attacked us!" the operative with hockey pads pointed at Numbuh UH-60. Many other operatives began to murmur insults about the downed Prospector.

"I'm sorry Numbuh 362, but it is true, this freak attacked us, it was only fair for us to defend ourselves." Ian smirked.

"I'm sorry Numbuh 2030, but this looks bad." Numbuh 362 sighed as squeezed her temples. "That trial day will most likely be on William, I'm sorry." Numbuh 362 spun around and began to walk away as two operatives with the numbers '58' and '59' on their helmets hauled Numbuh UH-60 up and dragged him away.

Ian smirked as he and several others watched in glee. Ian turned to smile at the two Prospectors. "You're merely useless animals Numbuh 2030; you're unwelcome in my kingdom."

"We're here to stay, Ian." Numbuh 2030 retorted as his eyes narrowed. "We aren't leaving anytime soon."

"I guess I'll see your friend in kids court and with our three impartial jurors, I'm sure a fair trial shall be held." Ian smirked before leaving, his fellow operatives leaving behind him.

"Not going to lie, but that was messed up." An operative wearing Decommissioning Squad gear said as he and the rest of his team walked away.

"Look Numbuh 94, you're either normal like us or you're freaks like them. That's just the food chain here." An operative with the number '99' on the side of his helmet scoffed.

Numbuh 94 looked over his shoulder, sparing a glance at the Prospectors.


KND Tribunal: Two Days Later

"This court finds Numbuh UH-60 guilty to all charges and sentences him to a year in isolation in the Arctic Prison." The head judge of the trial smirked.

Numbuh UH-60 sat in a wooden chair, his eyes widened and shaking. "Y-You d-don't m-mean-?"

"Yes Numbuh UH-60, we mean the ice box." The head judge continued to smirk.

Numbuh 832 stabbed his harpoon into a chair and ripped it in two. "This is unbelievable!" The second in command Prospector shouted.

"The decision stands" Ian smirked as he stood up from his seat. "This is a court after all, and the guilty party has been sentenced."

Numbuh 2030 shook his head in silence as the other Prospectors shouted their objections to the judge's decision.

Numbuhs 58 and 59 grabbed Numbuh UH-60 and dragged him away. "Court dismissed." Numbuh 99 smirked as Numbuh 2030 sent a death glare his way.

Numbuh 94 stood beside Numbuh 91 as they watched their teammates take away Numbuh UH-60. "He and his friend were being called nasty words repeatedly and on a daily basis…why was he the one on the stand today?"

"Because Numbuh 94" Numbuh 91 shook her head "We aren't stupid enough to get caught."

Numbuh 94 cast a side glance at Numbuh 91. "You mean you pick on them too?"

"Most of us do, that's just the thing."

Numbuh 2030 turned to see Ian and his team walk away. "We're bringing them down." Numbuh 2030 said aloud to his team. "Let's get even."