Author's Notes: Well, this is my very first fanfic on this site. Actually,
this is the first fanfic I've written in a long time! After watching K.N.D.
with my little brother and sister, I took a liking to it. So, it wasn't a
very hard decision to write a fanfic about it when my younger siblings
asked me to. I haven't watched that many episodes though, so I don't know
many of the finer details. If I get something incorrect about certain
characters' lives, feel free to inform me. Constructive criticism would be
appreciated, but no flames please.
CODENAME: Kids Next Door
"Operation: N.I.N.J.E.R.K."
Nearly Invincible Ninja Joins Enemies Rivaling Kids
Part 1: "They Call Me Ginsu"
"Ah, so good of you to arrive on schedule. This is a rare event considering the others who came before you were so unorganized." the Delightful Children from Down the Lane said to their potential new hired help.
Three days earlier, the K.N.D. had survived another brutal onslaught of mutant meatballs and vicious vegetables lead by Grandma Stuffum... barely. Father was none too pleased. His threats echoed in the back of the Delightfuls' minds and chilled them to their very bones, despite Father scorching the entire den to a crisp with his anger at the report of his children's latest failure. The Delightfuls weren't looking forward to being locked in their rooms until Father decided to take up Christmas caroling, so they decided to make their next attempt count: they would hire the most dangerous and efficient villain they could find.
"Now, why is it you have brought me here?" Standing across from the Delightfuls, who had arranged the meeting within their conference room, was a young boy of their age dressed in ninja garb. Spiky brown hair and black eyes as dark as coals glared at the Delightfuls behind a green scarf which covered his lower facial features. Green sneakers with white shoelaces and green forearm guards highlighted his otherwise black outfit. His arms were crossed as he stood perfectly straight and unmoving. "You mentioned something about business you had to take care of right away."
The Delightfuls smirked and spoke in unison, which made the ninja shudder slightly. "Correct. After a long and extensive search, we found you to be the most qualified for the task at hand, even though you are a tad different from what we are accustomed to." At that point the Delightfuls held up a manilla folder. With an eyebrow raised the young ninja took the folder and opened it. His eyes skimmed over the information of the files until they came upon the insignia of the K.N.D. "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested." the green and black clad boy calmly stated as he handed the folder to the short and blonde Delightful. "Why the sudden change of heart? You haven't even heard what we have to offer." the Delightfuls chorused. "Is it because you are afraid of the Kids Next Door?" The ninja growled beneath his scarf. "I'm not afraid of anyone." he replied. The Delightfuls smiled wickedly. "Then the least you can do is look over these files more thoroughly, brave warrior." they taunted in a deadpan tone as they held up the folder again. Defeated, the ninja snatched the folder from the hands of the Delightfuls and began reading over the information again.
As he began studying the photographs of the K.N.D members Numbah 1 through Numbah 5, he began having doubts about what he was going to do. The ninja's mind swam as a struggle between his resolve and his childhood began.
--------------------------- "Should I really go through with this? They ARE fighting for a good cause; a cause that could bring freedom to myself and every other kid."
"Don't let your emotions and personal beliefs cloud your judgement! Your family would never allow such hesitation when accepting a mission. What would they say to you if they saw your doubt right now?"
"... they would say that a true warrior never hesitates. A true warrior places his task at hand before his life in order to ensure victory."
"Precisely. Never let anything obscure your view when accomplishing your given goals."
"But we are dealing with the fate of every kid on this planet! If I go through with this, not only would I be betraying them, but I would also betray a part of--" ---------------------------
His inner conflict ceased when he came upon a document entitled SUBJECT: NUMBAH 3 (a.k.a.: KUKI SANBAN). "Sanban..." the ninja muttered as he tore the photograph of Numbah 3 from the back of the data file. "We take it that you know Numbah 3?" the Delightfuls chimed. A vein appeared on the ninja's forehead as he turned his back to the Delightfuls. "Not personally..." he said as he crumpled the picture and let it drop at his feet. "I'll accept the mission." The Delightfuls snickered amongst themselves at the thought of the K.N.D.'s destruction and their cries of agony. "Wonderful. You will be rewarded handsomely upon completion of your mission." they said with devilish grins. "Before you go on your way, we never got your name. What shall we call you?"
The young shinobi began walking out of the meeting room, taking care to step on the crumpled photograph on his way out. As he reached the large double doors leading out of the Delightful's mansion, he glanced up at a security camera mounted high above him. With a glare he said "They call me Ginsu."
TO BE CONTINUED...
CODENAME: Kids Next Door
"Operation: N.I.N.J.E.R.K."
Nearly Invincible Ninja Joins Enemies Rivaling Kids
Part 1: "They Call Me Ginsu"
"Ah, so good of you to arrive on schedule. This is a rare event considering the others who came before you were so unorganized." the Delightful Children from Down the Lane said to their potential new hired help.
Three days earlier, the K.N.D. had survived another brutal onslaught of mutant meatballs and vicious vegetables lead by Grandma Stuffum... barely. Father was none too pleased. His threats echoed in the back of the Delightfuls' minds and chilled them to their very bones, despite Father scorching the entire den to a crisp with his anger at the report of his children's latest failure. The Delightfuls weren't looking forward to being locked in their rooms until Father decided to take up Christmas caroling, so they decided to make their next attempt count: they would hire the most dangerous and efficient villain they could find.
"Now, why is it you have brought me here?" Standing across from the Delightfuls, who had arranged the meeting within their conference room, was a young boy of their age dressed in ninja garb. Spiky brown hair and black eyes as dark as coals glared at the Delightfuls behind a green scarf which covered his lower facial features. Green sneakers with white shoelaces and green forearm guards highlighted his otherwise black outfit. His arms were crossed as he stood perfectly straight and unmoving. "You mentioned something about business you had to take care of right away."
The Delightfuls smirked and spoke in unison, which made the ninja shudder slightly. "Correct. After a long and extensive search, we found you to be the most qualified for the task at hand, even though you are a tad different from what we are accustomed to." At that point the Delightfuls held up a manilla folder. With an eyebrow raised the young ninja took the folder and opened it. His eyes skimmed over the information of the files until they came upon the insignia of the K.N.D. "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested." the green and black clad boy calmly stated as he handed the folder to the short and blonde Delightful. "Why the sudden change of heart? You haven't even heard what we have to offer." the Delightfuls chorused. "Is it because you are afraid of the Kids Next Door?" The ninja growled beneath his scarf. "I'm not afraid of anyone." he replied. The Delightfuls smiled wickedly. "Then the least you can do is look over these files more thoroughly, brave warrior." they taunted in a deadpan tone as they held up the folder again. Defeated, the ninja snatched the folder from the hands of the Delightfuls and began reading over the information again.
As he began studying the photographs of the K.N.D members Numbah 1 through Numbah 5, he began having doubts about what he was going to do. The ninja's mind swam as a struggle between his resolve and his childhood began.
--------------------------- "Should I really go through with this? They ARE fighting for a good cause; a cause that could bring freedom to myself and every other kid."
"Don't let your emotions and personal beliefs cloud your judgement! Your family would never allow such hesitation when accepting a mission. What would they say to you if they saw your doubt right now?"
"... they would say that a true warrior never hesitates. A true warrior places his task at hand before his life in order to ensure victory."
"Precisely. Never let anything obscure your view when accomplishing your given goals."
"But we are dealing with the fate of every kid on this planet! If I go through with this, not only would I be betraying them, but I would also betray a part of--" ---------------------------
His inner conflict ceased when he came upon a document entitled SUBJECT: NUMBAH 3 (a.k.a.: KUKI SANBAN). "Sanban..." the ninja muttered as he tore the photograph of Numbah 3 from the back of the data file. "We take it that you know Numbah 3?" the Delightfuls chimed. A vein appeared on the ninja's forehead as he turned his back to the Delightfuls. "Not personally..." he said as he crumpled the picture and let it drop at his feet. "I'll accept the mission." The Delightfuls snickered amongst themselves at the thought of the K.N.D.'s destruction and their cries of agony. "Wonderful. You will be rewarded handsomely upon completion of your mission." they said with devilish grins. "Before you go on your way, we never got your name. What shall we call you?"
The young shinobi began walking out of the meeting room, taking care to step on the crumpled photograph on his way out. As he reached the large double doors leading out of the Delightful's mansion, he glanced up at a security camera mounted high above him. With a glare he said "They call me Ginsu."
TO BE CONTINUED...
