Disclaimer: See chapter one.
Wow, I'm getting a little lazy, aren't I? Well, there's a funny story that goes along with it. makes panic gestures See, I've been working a lot lately at fanartcentral.net. I try to balance out putting up pictures and putting up chapters, but there's only so much I can do in a day! Plus, I started writing a fanfic for fanartcentral.net, and it's taking a lot of time. Oh well. Maybe now that school is out for me, I can write more (if my job doesn't get in the way!! sob sob).
Chapter 2
Number 1 had trouble falling asleep that night. She kept dreaming. She dreamed that she was flying out in space with a person that looked like her. The strange part was that they could read each other's minds and finish the other one's sentences. It was as if they were twins, only Number 1 had never seen this person in her entire life before. Sure, she could just be another girl, and it could have just been another one of those really random dreams that everyone has sometimes. However, tonight felt different. Tonight, the moon was full. Tonight, Number 1 felt a strange aura around her body. Tonight, her body was left behind while she traveled to another world. It was just like an anime, and Number 1 was loving and questioning every minute of it.
"Where are we going?" she asked the girl, her eyes full of wonder and excitement. The girl just smiled.
"We're going to a place where I can teach you everything," she replied. She grabbed Number 1's hand as the two of them slowly fell down to a planet.
"Do you mean like you can tell me all the answers to my finals?" Number 1 asked again, really hoping that that's what she meant. The girl giggled and looked down at Number 1. This girl was about a whole foot higher than Number 1. And I thought I was the tallest girl in school, she thought.
"It's nothing like that," the girl continued. "What I mean is that I can show you so many things to keep the tragedy from happening again."
"What tragedy?"
"It happened over five thousand years ago on this very planet."
"What happened?"
"I died."
Number 1 floated with a look of shock and confusion plastered on her face. She was now more curious than ever. She was just like little Alice in Wonderland. She was constantly looking for answers to questions with no meaning. The only difference being that she wasn't falling down a rabbit hole to follow the White Rabbit into a garden outside the Queen of Hearts's castle.
"What do you mean by 'I died'?" she continued. "If you did die, how come you're with me right now at this very moment? If you are dead, shouldn't you be six feet under or something? Or am I dead? Is this Heaven? Is it Hell?"
"I told you. This is my planet. I ruled here," the girl repeated, feeling a little offended that Number 1 didn't remember any of that important information that was given out in the beginning. She tugged on Number 1's arm, and the two of them gently touched the hard rock of the planet.
The planet was cold and bare. Nothing seemed to be living on it. It looked like the surface of Pluto. The place was dark and the atmosphere was thin. Number 1 had to breathe in very deeply in order to get just enough oxygen into her tired lungs. She tried to walk, but the terrain of the planet was slippery like ice. She tripped over her own pajamas and slid over to a tall rock. The girl just shrugged and looked away.
"Aren't you going to help me up?" Number 1 snapped, feeling some of her anger rising. "Please? Don't make me bring out the 2X4 Technology."
"If you lose your cool like that," the girl began, "the tragedy will happen again."
"Enough of this tragedy already!"
"If you're not willing to listen, then wake up."
"You mean I could leave you?"
"You've had that power the whole time! However, if I were you, I'd take just two minutes out of your busy sleeping schedule to listen to what I have to say. It could change the already screwed up history."
"What's wrong with history?"
"So many things,"
That was the last thing Number 1 saw and heard before she woke up. She sat up in bed and wiped some tears from her eyes. The milky white glow from the moon made her black bed sheets look gray. She sniffed and turned away from the moon. That huge chunk of rock always affected her sleeping pattern. Whenever it was new, horrible nightmares would plague her thoughts and make her feel confused when she woke up. When it was full, her thoughts would be puzzled and dreams would be messages with warnings, just like this one.
"Stupid dreams," she muttered, wiping her cheeks. "I wish they'd leave me alone. I have no interest in being stalked by a bunch of crazy fantasies."
Suddenly, there was a knock on her bedroom door. Number 1 grabbed her black bathrobe and covered her arms. "Come in," she called. The door creaked open. Number 1 turned on her lamp and saw Number 2 in her pink nightgown.
"Could you sleep?" she asked.
"No," Number 1 replied. "I kept having this dream with this girl and a crazy planet and other stupid things. What about you?"
"Same."
"That's weird."
"Why?"
"It's not likely for two people to have the exact same dream at the exact same time. The probability is very low."
"That is weird." Number 2 walked in further and sat down on a beanbag chair. Number 1 pushed the covers off her and sat on the floor next to her.
"I wonder if it has anything to do with us being Teens Next Door," she commented, scratching her chin. "Maybe we're special or something. We've even admitted it before!"
"When?" Number 2 asked, not recalling.
"You told Numbuh 2," Number 1 explained. "Remember? You said that whenever you looked at the new moon, you felt frigid evil running through your veins. He told me about it. But didn't you ever notice that it has some sort of weird connection with the legend I told you about later on? And what about Number 3? He thinks he's the reincarnation of that boy from the legend! Just look at Number 4, too! She told me that Numbuh 4 wanted to act more like her, just like the boy and girl from the legend! Oh, and Number 5 seems to be acting strange lately. No one goes to the Moon Base alone anymore. He's just like..."
"Who?"
"A boy from another legend,"
With that said, there was another knock on number 1's door. Without any words being said, Number 3 and Number 4 walked into the room still in their pajamas. Number 3 looked annoyed while Number 4 looked incredibly sad. Number 1 started to feel guilty. She couldn't help but think that she was behind all of this.
"You couldn't sleep either?" Number 3 asked, sitting down next to Number 2 in the beanbag chair. Number 1 shook her head.
"I had a nightmare," Number 4 confessed, shivering. Number 1 took off her bathrobe and put it on her friend's shoulders. Number 4 smiled warmly and gently grabbed one of the edges. "I dreamed that we five operatives were standing together on a cold planet. Then, all of a sudden, something came up behind Number 1 and stabbed her in the back. She fell and died."
"I died..." Number 1 whispered, remembering her dream.
"I dreamed that we were on that planet, too," Number 3 agreed. "A shadow then came and surrounded us. We were helpless. We all fell to a silent destruction."
"I'll add something to that," Number 2 interrupted. "Oh, please forgive me for cutting you off. I dreamed that we stood on the planet. We were lost, confused. We had no idea what was happening. A black shadow covered us. The world went dark. After that, I woke myself up by screaming."
"It's a big tree house," Number 4 added. "None of us could hear you."
"I wonder why Number 5 hasn't come into your room yet," Number 3 thought aloud to Number 1. "Shouldn't he be having strange dreams and nightmares like the rest of us?"
"I'm going to check on him."
Number 4 left the room and walked up the stairs in the direction of the arrow that said "5". The rest of the operatives heard the pitter-patter fade out. They waited. Suddenly, Number 4's footsteps were heard again charging down the stairs. The three agents sat together, worried.
"Number 5 is gone!" Number 4 cried. "He's not in his room!"
"I'm checking the CELLPHONE," Number 1 announced, getting the technology out of her pocket.
Computer Screen
Teens Next Door CELLPHONE
Communication
Elects and
Lets
Loner
Phone
Headquarters
Over
New
Enemy
End Computer Screen
Number 1 dialed a quick number and brought the phone to her ear. "There's no answer," she muttered. "Someone's taken him."
"Or he doesn't want us to call."
Everyone looked at Number 2 with her strange remark. "Maybe I should tell you the last legend in the story," Number 1 whispered.
Everyone gathered together and listened to Number 1. She sighed and looked at the clock. It read 3:53 in the morning. Number 5 shouldn't be out on a mission this late, she thought. She turned back to the team. "There was a boy born to a middle-class family thousands of years ago," she began. "He was always one to try to look more grown-up. He tried copying his parents and his two older sisters to match how they acted. He wanted nothing more than to be accepted as part of the 'big kids'. Some would say it was just a phase. They said he'd get over it and resort to normal childhood behaviors. Others commented on how adorable it was. Unfortunately, that harsh ruler saw him and his behaviors. She was quite pleased."
"From her home planet, she watched this young boy slowly grow up. 'Dreams can come true,' she said to her three slaves. 'Go to Earth and bring me this boy. I want to show him what a wonderful life he could have.' Reluctantly, the slaves agreed to go. The three of them lured the child away from his family and brought him to their ruler's planet. They dropped him before the leader, bowed, and left."
"The leader lounged in her chair. 'I brought you hear to grant your fondest wish,' she said. 'You can make me an adult?' the boy asked, curiosity filling him. 'Of course!' the leader replied. 'However, this dream won't come true unless you do something for me. I want you to work for me. You will be my servant. I will make you older. What do you say?' The boy squirmed in his spot. After a minute of thinking, he smiled big and looked up at her. 'I'll do it!' he shouted. 'I'll do anything to be an adult!' The ruler smirked. 'Wise choice,' she commented, pointing a finger at the child. A white beam came from her pointer finger and completely surrounded the child. His arms, legs, his whole body stretched out."
"Later, another man stood before the other slaves. They all shook their heads and sighed. That poor boy...he gave up his childhood for adulthood. He also gave up something more important: he gave up his free will. He was now a slave to this harsh ruler."
The clock chimed four times, signaling four o'clock in the morning. Number 1 woke up from her story-telling trance to see that the other operatives were in a state of shock.
"You don't think..."
"No way..."
"But it's the Point..."
"He is..."
End of Chapter Two
Wow, I'm getting a little lazy, aren't I? Well, there's a funny story that goes along with it. makes panic gestures See, I've been working a lot lately at fanartcentral.net. I try to balance out putting up pictures and putting up chapters, but there's only so much I can do in a day! Plus, I started writing a fanfic for fanartcentral.net, and it's taking a lot of time. Oh well. Maybe now that school is out for me, I can write more (if my job doesn't get in the way!! sob sob).
Chapter 2
Number 1 had trouble falling asleep that night. She kept dreaming. She dreamed that she was flying out in space with a person that looked like her. The strange part was that they could read each other's minds and finish the other one's sentences. It was as if they were twins, only Number 1 had never seen this person in her entire life before. Sure, she could just be another girl, and it could have just been another one of those really random dreams that everyone has sometimes. However, tonight felt different. Tonight, the moon was full. Tonight, Number 1 felt a strange aura around her body. Tonight, her body was left behind while she traveled to another world. It was just like an anime, and Number 1 was loving and questioning every minute of it.
"Where are we going?" she asked the girl, her eyes full of wonder and excitement. The girl just smiled.
"We're going to a place where I can teach you everything," she replied. She grabbed Number 1's hand as the two of them slowly fell down to a planet.
"Do you mean like you can tell me all the answers to my finals?" Number 1 asked again, really hoping that that's what she meant. The girl giggled and looked down at Number 1. This girl was about a whole foot higher than Number 1. And I thought I was the tallest girl in school, she thought.
"It's nothing like that," the girl continued. "What I mean is that I can show you so many things to keep the tragedy from happening again."
"What tragedy?"
"It happened over five thousand years ago on this very planet."
"What happened?"
"I died."
Number 1 floated with a look of shock and confusion plastered on her face. She was now more curious than ever. She was just like little Alice in Wonderland. She was constantly looking for answers to questions with no meaning. The only difference being that she wasn't falling down a rabbit hole to follow the White Rabbit into a garden outside the Queen of Hearts's castle.
"What do you mean by 'I died'?" she continued. "If you did die, how come you're with me right now at this very moment? If you are dead, shouldn't you be six feet under or something? Or am I dead? Is this Heaven? Is it Hell?"
"I told you. This is my planet. I ruled here," the girl repeated, feeling a little offended that Number 1 didn't remember any of that important information that was given out in the beginning. She tugged on Number 1's arm, and the two of them gently touched the hard rock of the planet.
The planet was cold and bare. Nothing seemed to be living on it. It looked like the surface of Pluto. The place was dark and the atmosphere was thin. Number 1 had to breathe in very deeply in order to get just enough oxygen into her tired lungs. She tried to walk, but the terrain of the planet was slippery like ice. She tripped over her own pajamas and slid over to a tall rock. The girl just shrugged and looked away.
"Aren't you going to help me up?" Number 1 snapped, feeling some of her anger rising. "Please? Don't make me bring out the 2X4 Technology."
"If you lose your cool like that," the girl began, "the tragedy will happen again."
"Enough of this tragedy already!"
"If you're not willing to listen, then wake up."
"You mean I could leave you?"
"You've had that power the whole time! However, if I were you, I'd take just two minutes out of your busy sleeping schedule to listen to what I have to say. It could change the already screwed up history."
"What's wrong with history?"
"So many things,"
That was the last thing Number 1 saw and heard before she woke up. She sat up in bed and wiped some tears from her eyes. The milky white glow from the moon made her black bed sheets look gray. She sniffed and turned away from the moon. That huge chunk of rock always affected her sleeping pattern. Whenever it was new, horrible nightmares would plague her thoughts and make her feel confused when she woke up. When it was full, her thoughts would be puzzled and dreams would be messages with warnings, just like this one.
"Stupid dreams," she muttered, wiping her cheeks. "I wish they'd leave me alone. I have no interest in being stalked by a bunch of crazy fantasies."
Suddenly, there was a knock on her bedroom door. Number 1 grabbed her black bathrobe and covered her arms. "Come in," she called. The door creaked open. Number 1 turned on her lamp and saw Number 2 in her pink nightgown.
"Could you sleep?" she asked.
"No," Number 1 replied. "I kept having this dream with this girl and a crazy planet and other stupid things. What about you?"
"Same."
"That's weird."
"Why?"
"It's not likely for two people to have the exact same dream at the exact same time. The probability is very low."
"That is weird." Number 2 walked in further and sat down on a beanbag chair. Number 1 pushed the covers off her and sat on the floor next to her.
"I wonder if it has anything to do with us being Teens Next Door," she commented, scratching her chin. "Maybe we're special or something. We've even admitted it before!"
"When?" Number 2 asked, not recalling.
"You told Numbuh 2," Number 1 explained. "Remember? You said that whenever you looked at the new moon, you felt frigid evil running through your veins. He told me about it. But didn't you ever notice that it has some sort of weird connection with the legend I told you about later on? And what about Number 3? He thinks he's the reincarnation of that boy from the legend! Just look at Number 4, too! She told me that Numbuh 4 wanted to act more like her, just like the boy and girl from the legend! Oh, and Number 5 seems to be acting strange lately. No one goes to the Moon Base alone anymore. He's just like..."
"Who?"
"A boy from another legend,"
With that said, there was another knock on number 1's door. Without any words being said, Number 3 and Number 4 walked into the room still in their pajamas. Number 3 looked annoyed while Number 4 looked incredibly sad. Number 1 started to feel guilty. She couldn't help but think that she was behind all of this.
"You couldn't sleep either?" Number 3 asked, sitting down next to Number 2 in the beanbag chair. Number 1 shook her head.
"I had a nightmare," Number 4 confessed, shivering. Number 1 took off her bathrobe and put it on her friend's shoulders. Number 4 smiled warmly and gently grabbed one of the edges. "I dreamed that we five operatives were standing together on a cold planet. Then, all of a sudden, something came up behind Number 1 and stabbed her in the back. She fell and died."
"I died..." Number 1 whispered, remembering her dream.
"I dreamed that we were on that planet, too," Number 3 agreed. "A shadow then came and surrounded us. We were helpless. We all fell to a silent destruction."
"I'll add something to that," Number 2 interrupted. "Oh, please forgive me for cutting you off. I dreamed that we stood on the planet. We were lost, confused. We had no idea what was happening. A black shadow covered us. The world went dark. After that, I woke myself up by screaming."
"It's a big tree house," Number 4 added. "None of us could hear you."
"I wonder why Number 5 hasn't come into your room yet," Number 3 thought aloud to Number 1. "Shouldn't he be having strange dreams and nightmares like the rest of us?"
"I'm going to check on him."
Number 4 left the room and walked up the stairs in the direction of the arrow that said "5". The rest of the operatives heard the pitter-patter fade out. They waited. Suddenly, Number 4's footsteps were heard again charging down the stairs. The three agents sat together, worried.
"Number 5 is gone!" Number 4 cried. "He's not in his room!"
"I'm checking the CELLPHONE," Number 1 announced, getting the technology out of her pocket.
Computer Screen
Teens Next Door CELLPHONE
Communication
Elects and
Lets
Loner
Phone
Headquarters
Over
New
Enemy
End Computer Screen
Number 1 dialed a quick number and brought the phone to her ear. "There's no answer," she muttered. "Someone's taken him."
"Or he doesn't want us to call."
Everyone looked at Number 2 with her strange remark. "Maybe I should tell you the last legend in the story," Number 1 whispered.
Everyone gathered together and listened to Number 1. She sighed and looked at the clock. It read 3:53 in the morning. Number 5 shouldn't be out on a mission this late, she thought. She turned back to the team. "There was a boy born to a middle-class family thousands of years ago," she began. "He was always one to try to look more grown-up. He tried copying his parents and his two older sisters to match how they acted. He wanted nothing more than to be accepted as part of the 'big kids'. Some would say it was just a phase. They said he'd get over it and resort to normal childhood behaviors. Others commented on how adorable it was. Unfortunately, that harsh ruler saw him and his behaviors. She was quite pleased."
"From her home planet, she watched this young boy slowly grow up. 'Dreams can come true,' she said to her three slaves. 'Go to Earth and bring me this boy. I want to show him what a wonderful life he could have.' Reluctantly, the slaves agreed to go. The three of them lured the child away from his family and brought him to their ruler's planet. They dropped him before the leader, bowed, and left."
"The leader lounged in her chair. 'I brought you hear to grant your fondest wish,' she said. 'You can make me an adult?' the boy asked, curiosity filling him. 'Of course!' the leader replied. 'However, this dream won't come true unless you do something for me. I want you to work for me. You will be my servant. I will make you older. What do you say?' The boy squirmed in his spot. After a minute of thinking, he smiled big and looked up at her. 'I'll do it!' he shouted. 'I'll do anything to be an adult!' The ruler smirked. 'Wise choice,' she commented, pointing a finger at the child. A white beam came from her pointer finger and completely surrounded the child. His arms, legs, his whole body stretched out."
"Later, another man stood before the other slaves. They all shook their heads and sighed. That poor boy...he gave up his childhood for adulthood. He also gave up something more important: he gave up his free will. He was now a slave to this harsh ruler."
The clock chimed four times, signaling four o'clock in the morning. Number 1 woke up from her story-telling trance to see that the other operatives were in a state of shock.
"You don't think..."
"No way..."
"But it's the Point..."
"He is..."
End of Chapter Two