Hey, chapter eleven on the way and I would just want to say thinks for those who reviewed
and I do have a problem with the present/past tense area; to be honest, it's my weakest area ^_^' so I'll try to improve it. Anyways, here's chapter eleven!
Disclaimer: I don't own KND
Why?
By: EnonymousUser
I'm stressfully working on the case that Rachel gave to my team. It isn't like any other case or operation we had to deal. This one has minimal information; I order Numbuh Four and Numbuh Five to spy on any members of the Teen Ninjas. I can't believe I would be thinking this, but I'm glad Numbuh Five has a teen sister, but not just any old teenager. Nope, she is Cree Lincoln; assistance to Father and also a high ranking Teen Ninja. Papers scattered all over the desk, I focused the one name that stood out.
Amelia Leto.
I knew it! I knew it since the beginning that she is no good; she's just like the rest of them, creating misery to all children around the globe. Well not this time, oh no. I, Nigel Uno, will foil Father's plan and watch as every single teenager crumble down with him. Including her. Smirking to myself, I decided to grab a glass of water since my mouth felt dry; leaving the treehouse, I stroll down the stairs of my home and enter the kitchen. I noticed my mom busy cooking; the aroma of different foods being cooked left my mouth watery.
"Mother, why are you cooking so much food? Are guest coming?" At first I thought she ignored my questions, but she quickly turned around to face me.
"Oh Nigel honey! Of course we have guest coming." She answered cheerfully, I narrowed my eyes suspiciously.
"Who?" I had this feeling on just who it might be, but the word just slipped out of my mouth and my mind wanting to know.
"The Leto family of course!" I frowned, why? Why, why, why! I was about to scream or yell, anything to lift this anger inside of me, but I didn't. Instead, I halted and an evil smile crept on my face. Amelia Leto, coming to my home; what a perfect plan to interrogate her! Maybe I could weasel out some valuable information that she has. This is just perfect, brilliant!
"I think that's a wonderful idea, mother." She flashed a smile.
"I know it is Nigel, now go upstairs and freshen up. They'll be here in an hour and I believe it's time to take out the casserole from the oven. Nigel would you mind fetching me the glove by the table, you know what. Never mind that, I have a pair over here and I need to add some salt to the chicken…" I just quietly slipped out of the kitchen; I knew better not to interfere when she's at this state. Last time I did…nope. I'm not even going there.
"AMELIA!" My mom screamed from downstairs, I annoyingly sighed from my bedroom as I got ready; I stump to the door and stick half of my head out.
"WHAT MOM? I'M GETTING READY!"
"Well hurry up! We're leaving in ten minutes!" I rolled my eyes and bring my head back inside; walking back to the full, length mirror, I examine myself. In front of me, I'm wearing a blue, belted striped tee, black skinny jeans and my favorite pair of black converse. Satisfied, I fly down the stairs and hear my mom's heels approaching. She's wearing a purple V-neck dress with a black belt wrapping around her waist. She eyed me up and down, but made a "tsk" sound when she looked at my feet.
"Amelia, honey, are you honestly going to wear those sneakers?" she emphasized my shoes; I glanced at them and shrugged. She sighed, but didn't argue further since her attention went to my younger brother. "Sage, sweetie, you have dust on your shirt! Come here." My younger brother obeyed, but regrets it the next second. I just laughed silently and fix my hair waiting for my dad to come. As if he heard my mind, he appears from the doorway, fixing his black tie and then his cuffs.
"Maria, Sage looks fine." My mom stood from her crouched position and faced my dad.
"I know he does, I just wanted to make sure that's all." My dad playfully rolled his eyes and my mom gave him a peck on the cheek; my dad grabs his coat from the hanger and places it on himself. "Alright, are we ready?"
I see my mom settling the table and fixing up the finishing touches; my mom nagged me to wear this ridiculous gray, long sleeved plaid shirt, black pants and dress shoes. I couldn't say no because if I did, she would give me the 'look'. Sighing, I head to the living room and slouch on the couch; my mom order me not to go upstairs since they would arrive any second now.
BRIIIIIIIING
They're here and my whole body shoots up from its former position on the couch; now ready and focused, I made myself look presentable and stroll to the hall. I see my dad open the door and greet the parents first then their children. Amelia smiles sweetly at my dad and compliments his tie. What lies! I could sniff out her fakeness from a mile away; I could sense her evil spirit hidden deep inside her body, waiting to break free. Why can't my parents see this? Are they that naïve or oblivious to the real danger looming above our heads? Amelia gazes at my direction, but I turn my head away with a scowl forming on my face. From the corner of my eye, I see her face fallen and for a second…I felt guilt, but it quickly dismissed itself. My mom ushers us to the dining table and we all take a seat; my seat happened to be right across from Amelia's and I had to resist my eyes from rolling. To my surprise, she didn't make a face. Nothing, just took her seat and looked anywhere but me.
Mrs. Uno slipped out of the kitchen holding a covered pan; it was the last thing she brought out of the room. Slowly, she took of the lid and the steam from the pasta snaked its way into the air.
"Alright then, help yourselves, but women first!" she chirped; I served myself a spoonful of pasta and passed it on to my mom who was to my left. Everyone else helped themselves to the lovely food. I have to admitted, Mrs. Uno knows how to cook.
"Wow, Mrs. Uno; this food is delicious!" I complimented her; she blushed.
"Why thank you, Amelia." I smiled and continued eating my food; I had a feeling Nigel kept glancing at me since he would turn away every time my head shot up at his direction. The adults were in a conversation on their own and I excused myself to go to the bathroom. Leaving from my seat I head upstairs, but stupid me didn't ask where it was and now I look like a lost idiot. Correction: am. Just going with my gut, I headed to the first door that was on my right and opened it slowly and relief splashed across my face: it's the bathroom.
I excused myself from the table saying I needed to grab something from my room; I quickly stepped out of the room so my mom couldn't say no and cause a scene. Creeping my way upstairs, I stop to see the bathroom light on. I guess she's inside, perfect; I could sneak behind her and force the information out of her. Hiding behind the plant, I wait; hearing the water faucet running, I grew slightly impatient. How long does it take to wash your hands? She must be does people who hate germs. The water stops running and see the lights turn off; the door opens and out comes Amelia who closes the door. Now's my chance!
I rapidly step out from behind the plant, startling her in the process.
"Shit, Nigel! You scared me!" she shrieked at me, holding her hand over her chest to control her breathing. I stand still and she gave me a look, "Are you going to apologize or what?"
"I don't apologize to my enemies." I sneered with full hatred, she glared at me.
"Listen here, Nigel, I don't know what your freaking deal is with me? What did I do to you huh? Why do you hate me for no valid reason?"
"I have my reasons, but why should I explain them to you? You don't deserve my reasoning." She groaned and stomp past me; I grab her wrist pulling her back.
"Hey! Let go of me!" I did and she snatched her wrist, rubbing it.
"Listen here Amelia; I want to know what you're planning with Father, so tell me. What are you two planning?"
"What?" she blurted in confusion.
"Don't act stupid around me Amelia; what are you planning with him?" I growled.
"First of all: I have no idea who this 'Father' person is and secondly: I'm not planning anything!" she answered angrily; my fist formed into balls and I sighed.
"Stop hiding information from me, Leto! I demand to know what you are planning!" I yelled.
Nigel takes out this mustard like gun weapon and points it right at me; I take a step back and gasp. "What-t are you doing-g?" I stammered; he smirked oh how I would slap that smirk off his face if there wasn't a gun pointed at me.
"You leave me no choice, Amelia, but if you don't give me the information that I wanted, I will shoot you." My eyes widen; he can't be serious. Nigel then proceeded, "What are you planning with Father and the Teen Ninjas?"
"Nigel we've been through this! I have no idea who Father is, certainly don't know who the Teen Ninjas are and I'm. Not. Planning. ANYTHING!" I screamed, emphasizing the last four words.
"Lies. You do know it! You're just as evil as any teenager; wanting us kids to live in misery, how pathetic." He spat; my eyes full of anger and so were his.
"I'm done here; just leave me alone Nigel alright? Just leave me alone!" I pushed him out of the way and run down the stairs, not bothering to halt my steps from my mother's voice. I open the door and harshly close it stomping away from the home and into the night. I don't know where I'm going and I don't care; anywhere away from him!
Drama, drama, drama! Anyways, please leave your thoughts, opinions, feelings, criticism: anything! It would mean a lot ^_^!
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