Well well, what chapter am I gonna write now? Just kiddin. Sorry for not updating. Well, a

new year has come, so a new start! I guess. Anyway, On with the chapter.

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Fanny stared out the window as earth approached. Normally she enjoyed this sight, but

today wasn't a normal day. Today she was going to meet this new operative. She was still a bit

upset over yesterday's events, and the dents in the side of the craft proved that. Head in her

hands, she sighed. She wasn't told where she was going, and all she was told about this trainee

was that he or she was new and needed training. But training in what? And where? And what was this

newbie like? Many questions filled her mind. She was to be givin further instructions when she

landed. The earth looked so quiet below. Eighty-six sighed again and sat up. She was a bit tired

of the gravity, and turned it off. Slowly she began to float. She curled up and thought about

her situation. Minutes later, someone tapped at the door. "Eighty six? Were gonna have to turn

back on the gravity, as we're approaching earth's atmosphere. Please buckle up." 86 rolled her

eyes, floated over to the button, pressed it and fell to the floor with a thump. 'Here we go,'

she thought.

The trainee looked up at the approaching light in the quickly darkening sky. 'I wonder

what she's gonna be like,' the new operative thought, 'I've heard a lot about her, and she sounds

tough. Well, I'm up to the challenge!' The ship finally touched down a distance away.

'Finally,' 86 thought as she walked slowly off the spacecraft. A girl was the first she

spotted. She was short and had long sandy blonde hair. By the looks of her, she looked a bit

naive . "This is my new trainee?" She asked 362, who was walking out of the craft. "No, Eighty-six,

THAT is your trainee." She pointed to an older boy 86 had looked over. "HIM?" Three sixty Two nodded.

"But he looks a bit old to be a new operative..." 86 stuttered. This was getting ridiculous.

The boy walked up and smiled at 86. "Hi, I suppose you're Numbuh Eighty Six?" "That I am.

Who might you be?" 86 crossed her arms and gave him a 'don't mess with me' look. "I'm Numbuh 689."

(A/N: Sorry if anyone has claimed this Numbuh, but he's mine now! Muahahaha) "Well trainee, aren't you

a little old to be just joining up with the Kids Next Door?"

Numbuh 362 walked up next to the boy. "He's been working with a local team for quite some time

now, and has finally decided to join. He is Twelve and a Half, but we figured he could be useful for

a half a year." 86 snorted. "Then why does he need training if he's been with the KND for a few years?"

362 gave her a look. "Don't take that tone with me. I'm now much higher ranked than you, remember? Now,

689 needs training in aircraft piloting. Since he wasn't a member, he wasn't allowed to fly any of the

aircrafts. Now that he is, he can be useful taking over aged operatives to moonbase since the two other

ones we had crashed our other aircraft and got themselves injured." "What happened to them?" 689

interrupted. The blond looked at him. "They were transferred to a different group here on earth. Now,

Eighty six, you have quite a bit of experience in space travel, and I thought you would be good for the job."

"But if he only has a half a year left in the Kids Next Door, why bother?!" 86 erupted. She couldn't

believe how stupid this was getting. "Because every operative is worth something. You just turned Twelve,

right?" 362 said, looking at 86, who nodded. "So why bother giving you a chance at being head of being

decommissioning again, since you only have a year left?" 86 shut her mouth and glared. "Point taken," she

mumbled.

Six Eighty Nine looked at the two girls and laughed. "I'm sure she'll be a good teacher."

86 rolled her eyes and 362 gave a slight smile. "I better be getting back to moonbase. I'll check up in a

few weeks, Eighty Six." With that, she turned and walked away. "Wait! If I'm gone, who will be in charge of

decommissioning?!" 86 yelled after her. 362 paused, turned around, and smiled. "That would be me."

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Eighty six sat down on a nearby bench. Around her was an old park, with tall oak and

maple trees around her. "I can't believe this, I'm gonna get her one day... Reduced to this level! Honestly,

how stupid can the Kids Next Door Organization get?" She looked up from her mumbling when her trainee

walked up. "What do YOU want?" He stopped and sat down on the bench parallel to hers. "Hey, now

why are you so cranky? Look at it this way, you weren't kicked out-" "SHUT UP!" she said, cutting

him off. She would rather have taken that short blonde girl. "Oh come on, why so harsh towards me?

You don't even know me." 86's eyes focused on him. He was tall, maybe a few inches taller than herself.

He had light brown hair that was short and wiry looking, brushed neatly. He had a slight tan, and had

a few freckles on his nose and cheeks. 689 wasn't about to give up trying to talk to her.

"Where are you from? I'm from this great country." Eighty six kept her stern gaze. "Where exactly

ARE we?" "Why, the U.S. of A!" She rolled her eyes. Americans. (A/N: Uh, remember, this is 86, so

no offence to anyone. ^^) She kicked the dirt. "What's your name, anyway? It feels to official calling you

'Numbuh Eighty Six' all the time." Her eyes flashed back to him. "Call me Numbuh Eighty Six, nothing else,

got it?" To her surprise, he laughed. She growled. He wasn't very afraid of her. This made her dislike him

more. "Oh come on, won't you say anything? You're so grumpy." "JUST SHUT IT, TRAINEE."

That shut him up. "Alright, alright." He sat there for a few minutes watching the ticked girl.

"Um, I'll be at the headquarters," he said, standing up. "Hold it! There's a headquarters?"

He laughed. "Of course! There's the two operatives I've been helping for a few years there, but they're

usually off in their rooms fixing stuff. Come on, I'll show you around." Eighty six growled.

"Quit laughing. You make this sound like it's 'fun.'" He paused and the smile faded from his face.

"Come on, what's up with you? Are you always like this?" Something told him she was.

She marched up to him, her eyebrow twitching. "LISTEN. I was just de-ranked from the position of

head of decommissioning, and forced to work with an idiotic boy called Numbuh 689. JUST LEAVE ME ALONE."

689 looked a bit hurt and scared. Slowly he started walking toward his headquarters, with the fuming

redhead stomping behind him.

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Soon they reached a large grey rock in the middle of the park, just off the path. "This is it,"

689 said, turning around. 86 looked around. "There's no treehouse." Six Eighty Nine smiled.

We're a bit different from other teams. "Now watch, or you'll not be able to get in again."

He searched the rock until he seemed to find something. "Ah. Now, there's this little button

here, and when you push..." Suddenly a section of the rock seemed to 'open' to reveal a stairway.

"Tada!" He smiled and stepped toward the entrance. "Ladies first!" She grumbled, gave him a shove,

and stomped down the stairs. Clever, she admitted. She had never seen an underground base. Still,

she didn't like her trainee. (A/N: I like underground bases. ^_^ I just realized I had one in "Sweet

Dreams". Oops.) She reached a landing, and blinked, getting used to the dim light. "Oh, sorry,"

689 said, walking past her. He flipped a switch, and the lights blazed into life. 86 gasped at what

she saw.

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W00t, chappy's done! Please review, or I won't continue. Seriously, your reviews encourage me to

go on. ^-^

Till next chapter,

Ness.611