Chapter 6: Into Satan's Dean
The Kids Next Door Museum of Cool Artifacts; no matter how you looked at it, it was either one of two things to people.
For some, it was a well documented shrine to all known Kids Next Door artifacts, both fictional, and historical. To others, it was nothing more than a trinket display of useless, out-dated junk.
There was really no happy medium on this debate, either.
Since its opening way back in the early 1990s, the building had been polarizing for both operatives and the higher ups, and it remained so to this day.
Thankfully, this reputation didn't seem to bother the Museums' tireless curator, and resident Kids Next Door fan boy, Matt, or Numbuh 101.
And just what was he doing at this hour? Well now that he had completed his early dusting of the Museum's "priceless" artifacts, the red headed boy was free to do as he pleased.
This included sitting at the desk in his office, and watching his favourite Reality Drama show with a bowl of popcorn cradled in his arm.
"We now return to our top rated show; Decomissioners!" said the TV announcer as Matt continued to eat his popcorn in anticipation.
"Ooh, I love this show!" he said with giddy fan boy glee, his eyes glued to the screen as he watched the Decommissioning Squad trying to catch a fugitive operative with great interest. "Oh, classic!"
The boys' ears perked up, however, when heard the sound of a vehicle landing in the Museums' parking lot.
"That's weird. Who could be here at this hour?" he thought to himself. "The Museum doesn't open until Nine-Thirty, and I don't have any tours scheduled for today."
But then a light went off in his head, and a big smile formed on his face. There was no question about it, he now had a hunch as to who it might be.
"Oh my Goodness! Maybe it's Sector V coming to retrieve the stuff I stole from their Tree House a few days ago!" he cheerfully chirped as he jumped out of his chair and onto his feet.
"Coming!" Matt stated.
Like the stereotypical fanboy he was, he swiped his autograph book off his desk and ran for the main entrance.
Upon making his way there though, the redheaded geek came to find that not a legendary Sector, but (rather) a familiar blonde haired figure stood before him in the doorway.
"Oh, it's the Kids Next Doors' esteemed Supreme Leader, herself!" he said with fan boyish glee as he walked over towards his superior.
"Welcome to the Museum, Numbuh 362, it's an honour to have you here! Oh, I grovel at your feet, your loveliness!" said Matt as he fell to his knees and went to kiss her sandled feet.
"Don't grovel," Rachel replied as she inched her foot away from his lips. "And good morning to you too, Matt."
"Oh, the pleasure's all mine," he replied as he brought himself back up to his feet. "So, I heard about your arm. My condolences."
"Thank you," she replied. "It's a little better than it was, yesterday. But, it still hurts. Got to admit though, I never would've imagined myself with a broken arm from falling out of bed."
"Well, there's a first time for everything," the little redhead replied. "So, what can I do for you, today, your fairness?"
"I mean, obviously, you came here for a reason," he continued. "Ooh! Maybe you're here to see my latests additions to the Museum! Oh, you're going to love them-"
"The Book," she bluntly replied as the boy turned to stare at her. "I'd like to borrow the Book of KND."
"You want to borrow the Book?" he asked. "But didn't you order me to store it in a super safe hiding place where no one would ever think to look for it?"
"Yes, but I need to use it for reference in an up-coming document I have to create," she explained. "So, with that in mind, may I please borrow the Book?"
"Eh, I don't know," Matt replied. "It took a lot of coxing to Numbuh 1 to even hand over that Book for this month's themed exhibit. You should probably ask him first."
"Oh, don't worry," she replied. "I already asked him, and he said he was okay with it."
"Really?" he asked.
"Of course," the young girl answered.
"Well, why didn't you say so!? Just follow me, Sir," he happily replied as they made their way towards his office.
"Excellent. Thank you Numbuh 101," Rachel said.
"Oh, anything for a great Kids Next Door operative like yourself," he gushed. "Now, I don't mean to pry, but, do mind me asking what kind of document you're writing about?"
"I'm afraid that's classified information," the young Supreme Leader answered.
"Oh, come on. Please!?" the redheaded geek pleaded.
"No," she bluntly replied.
"Please!?" he asked.
"No," she replied.
"Oh, come on! I'll be your best friend!" Matt pleaded.
"No," she replied.
"I'll tell you what happens in the next episode of Dr. Time Space," he pleaded once more.
"No," she replied as she and Matt walked into his office. "Besides, I'd rather find out (for myself) what happens, next."
"Okay, if you insist," he replied. "But I'm telling you, it's awesome! There's this one part where Dr. Time-"
"Perhaps I didn't make things clear, Matt; I'm on a tight schedule, and picking up that Book is my number one priority, right now," Rachel sternly explained. "So would you mind getting it for me, please?"
"Uh, right. Of course, Sir," Matt hesitantly replied as he slowly backed away from his Superior.
By now, it was pretty clear that the young girl was becoming irritated with his antics. And if there was one thing any Kids Next Door operative knew not to do, it was (to either) annoy, or cheese off their Supreme Leader. Especially if she was stressed, or in a hurry.
With that in mind, Matt quickly turned to face the magnificent, gigantic bookshelf behind his desk area.
"Behold; my ultimate hiding spot!" he said in an epic sounding tone.
The geek then pulled one of his books from out of the shelf, making Rachel stare in silent wonder as the giant furniture piece turned around to reveal organizations' sacred Bible; The Book of KND, looking as shiny, and illustrious as ever.
"Wow, clever," she replied.
"Yeah, I know," the boy gushed as he took the Book out of its hiding spot and handed it to his superior, making her smile. "Here we are, one Book of KND!"
"Perfect. Thank you for lending it out to me once again, Matt," Rachel replied.
"Ah, don't mention it," replied Matt. "Now if you'll excuse me, Sir, I've got to get ready for Sector Vs' arrival."
Unfortunately, hearing the words Sector V brought a frown to Rachel's face. It also made her turn and face the excited looking boy, once more, looking as if she were ready to give him a lecture.
"Matt, what did I tell you about stealing property from other Sectors!?" she asked in a disappointed tone.
"Oh, don't worry; I'll give their stuff back to them," the little redhead assured her. "Besides, this is just my way of getting their autographs. I mean, obviously, I have all of their autographs already, but not in Green!"
"Although, Numbuh 1 still owes me an autograph in red," he replied. "I mean, come on! George Washington!? Don't they know that ruins the autograph book!?"
The boy continued ranting to himself as his superior let herself out of his office, unable to keep herself from rolling her eyes at how overly fanatical Matt was being, right now.
Although, to be fair, she couldn't really blame him for being so upset. If something truly idiotic happened on Dr. Time Space, she'd probably be acting the exact same way, just not as whiny.
When she finally reached the landing pad, she took a glance at the sacred item in her hand. True, she may not be Numbuh Zero, but she refused to give into Grandfathers' words so easily as that fiery passion lit up in her eyes again.
"You're going to regret the day you decided to mess with me, Grandfather. That I can promise you," the young girl thought to herself as she hopped back into her ROADSTAR.
Zettai Unmei Mokushiroku (Absolute Destiny Apocalypse)
Zettai Unmei Mokushiroku (Absolute Destiny Apocalypse)
Shussei Touroku, Senrei Meibo, Shibou Touroku (Birth Records, Baptismal Registry, Death Records)
Rachel was quiet as she patiently stood inside the Global Command ILLUSOCABIN, her eyes were closed, and her infected arm was out of his fake cast and wrapped tightly around her YIELD staff.
And just to spice things up; there was a small army of red eyed robots were closing in on her.
Before any of them could make a move, though, the young blonde opened her eyes and sent a powerful kick to one of these machines. The little robot collapsed to the ground as Rachel went to punch another robot in the face without a break. Heck, she even flipped one robot (by its arm) single handedly over her tiny figure.
Moving into a karate stance, the young girl began twirling her staff with incredible speed. With a battle cry, she ran through the robot army, using both ends of her staff to take out the multiple machines. By the time she was finished, every single robot had been reduced to rubble.
Zettai Unmei Mokushiroku (Absolute Destiny Apocalypse)
Zettai Unmei Mokushiroku (Absolute Destiny Apocalypse)
Watashi no Tanjou, Zettai Tanjou, Mokushiroku (My Birth, Absolute Birth, Apocalypse)
The sound of clattery sandal bottoms echoed throughout the silent corridor as Rachel walked towards the 2x4 Weaponry Storage Room, a room used only in emergency situations. Not many operatives came down there, as a result. And while she knew that, the young girl quickly looked back to see if anyone was there.
Seeing that the coast was clear, the young Supreme Leader held up her cursed hand to type
in her entry code. The door then slid open for the blonde girl, whose eyes were now lit with a determined fire.
Yami no Sabaku ni Sanba, Uba (A wet-nurse and a midwife in a dark desert)
Kin no mekki no tougenkyou (A gold-gilded Shangri-La)
Hiru to Yoru to ga Gyakumawari (Day and night turning in on each other)
Toki no Mekki no Shitsurakuen (A time-gilded lost paradise)
Now that she was inside the storage room, Rachel took her time examining the weaponry in front of her.
First, she observed a GUMZOOKA with expert care before gently tossing it over where she'd placed her backpack.
By the time she was finished, the girl had managed to store a SCAMPP, a SPLANKER, and a few MARBLEs into her orange and aquamarine backpack. She then slung the orange straps over her upper back as she closed the door.
SODOMU no yami (Darkness over Sodom)
Hikari no Yami (Darkness in the Light)
Kanata no Yami (Darkness over Yonder)
Hatenaki yami (Darkness never Ending)
Back in her office, the young girl was reading the Book of KND, studying it. She gently put the item down nearly half an hour later as she began to feel hope surging through her body.
Rachel then proceeded to write a small note in permanent black ink, folding the piece of paper in half once she had completed her two sense.
Zettai Unmei Mokushiroku (Absolute Destiny Apocalypse)
Zettai Unmei Mokushiyami, Mokushiroku (Absolute Destiny; Apocalyptic Darkness, Apocalypse)
Mokushi Kushimo, Shimoku Kumoshi, Moshiku Shikumo
The young girl then saddled her orange, and aquamarine backpack onto her back, all the while tightly cradling both the Book, and the note in her slender arms.
Knowing she'd never get to sleep with a huge backpack of stuff slung on her, Rachel had to loo for another option. Thankfully, it didn't take her long to find an alternate sleeping position that would be comfy.
She simply placed her fluffy pillow on the back of her head, and sat herself up on the firm headboard of her comfy office bed. Rachel sighed in relief; she was now free to let herself sink into her soft, foam mattress, and her helmet covered head sink into the pillow.
The next thing she did was close her eyes, allowing herself to finally drift off into another plane of existence; the Dream Plane.
Though despite feeling more hopeful now than she had the day before, the young girl still couldn't help but wonder if she would be successful.
Mokushi Kushimo Shimoku Kumoshi Moshiku Shikumo
Rachel's dreamland was now desolate, and dreary looking, save for a small light that took on her shape. Her eyes were closed as she gently floated down towards the (now) scorched earth.
Mokushi Kushimo Shimoku Kumoshi Moshiku Shikumo
As the girl continued descending to the ground, her appearance began to change. Her sabred samurai helmet gained extensions that covered almost all of her golden, blonde hair.
Her tiger striped sweater vanished, revealing her sliver chest plated armour underneath, and crimson and purple gloves adorned both of her hands.
And right beside her right hand formed her Yield Staff, which she twirled around a few times before grasping onto it with a firm grip.
Mokushi Kushimo Shimoku Kumoshi Moshiku Shikumo
Now decked out in her normal plate of armour, the young girl looked more like a powerful warrior than a stern, yet fair Queen as her feet finally touched the ground.
Mokushi Kushimo Shimoku Kumoshi Moshiku Shikumo
Mokushi Kushimo Shimoku Kumoshi Moshiku Shikumo
The young Supreme Leader then opened her eyes, that same, passionate fire burning amidst their usual chocolate colour. There was no question about it; she was ready to take on the black bearded man who haunted her very dreams.
End Chap. 6
