Required Disclaimer: I don't own Codename: Kids Next Door, or any associated intellectual property.
Review Responses:
JinxBoi: I know it's exaggerated. However, we are assuming for the purposes of this story that Hoagie loves Cree. He also cries at the end of K.I.S.S, so there's got to be something there.
Numbuh Infinity: Yep, they both have problems. It's fine to not review every chapter. I usually just review completed stories.
Cindy Nuetron: I've never understood 2x5. The only real interaction they have is 5 groaning about 2's one liners.
Righto. On to the Fic.
Operation: HOAGIE
Hoagie's
Obvious
Attraction
Generally
Irritates
Everyone
Chapter Four: FIGHT
Five
Infiltrates
Goal;
Hoagie
Traitorous
The next few days went by in a blur for Hoagie P. Gilligan. His days were filled with drawing up schematics for Cree, and by missions for the Kids Next Door. His nights were filled with Cree, they met every night after the Kids Next Door were all in bed, usually in Cree's room or in a resturant somewhere.
The adults had kept the team busy recently. Lesser threats, such as the Toilenator and Mr. Mogul had been heavily active, while the more organized adults had been almost suspiciously quiet. Tomorrow, however, was a big day. It was one of the Delightful Children's birthdays. It only happened five times a year, and Numbuh One had been planning for the mission heavily, hoping to successfully share the cake among every one of the captured children.
In an unprecedented move, the Delightful Children had apparently planned their party on the roof of their very own mansion, giving Numbuh One quite a reason for suspicion, since this was such an easy target to hit. Still, he felt it necessary to strike when they gave him the oppurtunity, so the opening to his assault was a paradrop onto the rooftop from an airship, most likely the modified schoolbus.
Numbuh One was thus lost in thought as he opened the creaking door into the hangar bay, taking no note as Numbuh Two shuffled papers around on his desk before he got there.
"Numbuh Two, are you ready for the mission tomorrow? We need to have that bus ready by noon." Numbuh Two had been more aloof than usual this week, showing less interest in eating, and spending an unusual amount of time in the hangar. He had yet to build anything new to show for it either.
"Uh.. Sure Numbuh One. Yeah, I can get it ready in no time, just needs a little maintanence after flushing the Toilenator yesterday."
"Very well Numbuh Two. By the way, Numbuh Five's reconnaisance reports lead me to believe that the teenagers Cree and Chad will be there again this time. I trust there will be no weapon failures this time?" Numbuh One looked sternly through his glasses at his friend. He wasn't sure if he believed what Numbuh Five had told him, but he trusted her as much as he trusted anyone in this world; if she had suspicion of Numbuh Two's loyalties, he had to listen.
Numbuh Two nodded. "Yeah, the SUGAR cannon is prone to jamming, but it's worth it because it packs a heck of a punch! I've been working on the design, by tomorrow I should have it working perfectly." Numbuh Two held up a schematic of the SUGAR cannon, with small tweaks here and there.
Numbuh One was not an engineer, and had no knowledge of whether the design changes would help or not, but he trusted the long-loyal operative in front of him. "Very well Numbuh Two. I will be in Numbuh Five's quarters, planning for the assault tomorrow, she may well need delivery to the mansion for scouting purposes. Is the DRAGON still good to go?"
Numbuh Two nodded. "Sure is! I can get her there in less than a minute. I'll be ready anytime."
The Delightful Children were also mired in the planning stage of an operation. The amount of information available to the agent Cree was astounding. Their mind went over the new schematics, thrilled that finally everything was accounted for. Before this development, they had always needed to find out from experience and observation the weaknesses and flaws of the Kids Next Door technology, and this always caused failure. Now that they had an inside connection, all the peices for their plan simply came together.
They fully expected that Nigel Uno would send Abigail Lincoln in for a spying probe, probably several hours before the big event. He had done this every time, and the Delightful Children had always found out just moments too late that she was whithin the mansion, making capture a near impossibility. This time, however, they were ready. Hoagie Gilligan had assured Cree that he would alert her to the spy's presence as soon as he dropped her off.
However, at the moment they had to speak with Chadwick once more. Their second plan was ready as well. They stepped into the screen-lit surviellance room, seeing him sitting still at the same console, apparently listening in on something. They waited patiently as he finished.
Chad removed his headphones, deciding that listening to more of Cree and Hoagie's love talk was too sugary for his tastes. He'd wondered over the past week why she had fallen so hard for this kid. She knew it was sick to date someone so much younger than her. She should go for someone closer to her own age. Someone like him. At the moment, however, he had other children to deal with.
"Yeah, what do you brats want?"
"Hello Chadwick. We presume you have not forgotten our arrangement?" Chad had never quite gotten used to their strange blank stare. It was creepy that they were always together, they even slept in the same room and used the same toilet. He shuddered to think about it.
"Yeah, I know. What do you want me to do about Cree?"
"We are planning to put Numbuh Two in danger in tomorrow's event. You will know her allegiance by her reaction. We trust that if you find her loyalties have shifted, you will deal with her accordingly."
"Of course." Chad gritted his teeth, he hated taking orders from these kids. Due to their long service record, they outranked him in the Adult army. He vowed to one day take revenge, but that was a long time off. For the moment, his attention focused on the blinking indicator on his console.
"Cree reports that Abigail is inside the building. She's moving to intercept. We should have Numbuh Five in no time."
Numbuh Five landed softly on the rooftop, watching as Numbuh Two quickly pulled the rope back up into the DRAGON, giving a wave as he flew away. She would call him when she was ready to get back out, but this was always too easy. Looking around the balcony that had been constructed for the party, she quickly made a mental map of the most likely locations for the cake and Delightful Children. She headed over the the trapdoor that led into the mansion.
The door was unlocked, much to her surprise. She dropped carefully into the darkened room below, a lookout post that hadn't been used recently. The upper stories of the mansion were always like this. Dark, dusty, seldom used. She padded carefully towards the door, applying oil to the hinges before pushing it slowly open. Looking down the hallway, she saw no movement in either direction, and began the long walk towards the staircase to the next level.
This was so routine that it bored her. The real challenge, and fun, came when she entered the Delightful's bedroom. They always had multiple traps and locks that she had to bypass, and she always looked forward to-
Numbuh Five reeled from the sudden unexpected blow. She held up her arms to guard herself from the sudden barrage of kicks. Sensing a sudden pause, she was able to reach out and catch a punch, quickly throwing her unseen opponent to the ground. She turned to face the threat, eyes widening slightly as she saw who is was.
"Hey Crabigail. Didn't expect to see you here." Cree was standing at the ready, only a few feet from Numbuh Five.
"Numbuh Eleven. Just who I wanted to see." Numbuh Five felt her body tense as she waited for the attack. After being pinned so easily last week, she didn't have the confidence that she normally had over all of her opponents. Cree was just as good as she was, her mirror really, but with a few years more experience.
She quickly dodged the lunging punch that Cree threw, but failed to notice the immediate sweeping kick, landing hard on her back before rolling away from Cree's heavy downward punch. Numbuh Five vaulted up quickly, just in time to block a quick three strikes, and deliver one of her own, contacting Cree squarely in the stomach.
Cree flipped back from her sister, pulling two small discs from her belt, readying to throw them. When she saw Abigail start towards her, she let them loose. Abigail tried to jump, but wasn't fast enough, her leg suddenly stopped by a stupifying ray, technology taken from Megamom. Cree used this sudden disability to her advantage, delivering a quick flurry of punches and kicks to an unguarded Numbuh Five.
Numbuh Five fell backwards, dizzy from the impacts and unstable on her frozen leg. She looked up in terror as Cree loomed over her prone form.
"I'll tell Hoagie you said goodbye, sweet sister." Cree grinned as she saw the dawning feelings of horror and betrayal on her sister's face.
Numbuh Five was paralyzed with fear as Cree lifted her fist to deliver the final blow. The hand rushed towards her face, and everything went black.
Father sat in his dark chair, awaiting news of the Kids Next Door's spying attempt. Cree had shown amazing resourcefulness recently, delivering enough information to nearly insure victory for the adults. If everything went smoothly today, then tomorrow he would begin plans for an invasion of the Kids Next Door moonbase. He took notice as a spotlight turned on, highlighting a slightly ruffled looking Cree.
"News of the spy, Agent Cree?"
Another spotlight turned on, falling on the unconscious Numbuh Five, held in a small cage, roughly a three foot cube. Cree bowed slightly. "The spy has been caught, Sir. I searched her myself, there is nothing she could use to escape. The Kids Next Door will be one operative short tomorrow."
"And our inside operative? Where do his loyalties lie in the upcoming battle?"
Cree winced. She had been dreading this question, simply because she didn't know. If he was still loyal to the Kids Next Door, then it was her duty to capture him in tomorrow's battle, and she would likely never see him again after that. If he was loyal to the Adults, then he would have a small chance of being declared an ally, but then she would feel guilty for causing him to lose all of his friends. She narrowed her eyes and answered.
"Hoagie will come over with the Kids Next Door, and probably remain in the aircraft. I believe his loyalty lies with the Adults, however. I will keep you informed of any changes."
She felt hot, a sure sign of Father's suspicion. "Agent Cree, you do remember that he is an enemy, regardless of your feelings for him. Do not allow your feelings to cloud your judgement. If he is loyal to the Kids Next Door, you will do your duty and capture him."
She bowed, scowling angrily and tightening her fists.
"Of course Sir. What other choice do I have?"
A/N: Another shortish chapter, but that's because I wanted the next chapter to focus on Five's disappearance and the mission. Good luck Hoagie. I'm also aware that Father is out of character, he's almost become Slade from Teen Titans. For some reason I can't get into his character, since he doesn't talk enough in the show. I'm working on it. Anyway, review if you have anything to say, and see you with another chapter soon.
Review Responses:
JinxBoi: I know it's exaggerated. However, we are assuming for the purposes of this story that Hoagie loves Cree. He also cries at the end of K.I.S.S, so there's got to be something there.
Numbuh Infinity: Yep, they both have problems. It's fine to not review every chapter. I usually just review completed stories.
Cindy Nuetron: I've never understood 2x5. The only real interaction they have is 5 groaning about 2's one liners.
Righto. On to the Fic.
Operation: HOAGIE
Hoagie's
Obvious
Attraction
Generally
Irritates
Everyone
Chapter Four: FIGHT
Five
Infiltrates
Goal;
Hoagie
Traitorous
The next few days went by in a blur for Hoagie P. Gilligan. His days were filled with drawing up schematics for Cree, and by missions for the Kids Next Door. His nights were filled with Cree, they met every night after the Kids Next Door were all in bed, usually in Cree's room or in a resturant somewhere.
The adults had kept the team busy recently. Lesser threats, such as the Toilenator and Mr. Mogul had been heavily active, while the more organized adults had been almost suspiciously quiet. Tomorrow, however, was a big day. It was one of the Delightful Children's birthdays. It only happened five times a year, and Numbuh One had been planning for the mission heavily, hoping to successfully share the cake among every one of the captured children.
In an unprecedented move, the Delightful Children had apparently planned their party on the roof of their very own mansion, giving Numbuh One quite a reason for suspicion, since this was such an easy target to hit. Still, he felt it necessary to strike when they gave him the oppurtunity, so the opening to his assault was a paradrop onto the rooftop from an airship, most likely the modified schoolbus.
Numbuh One was thus lost in thought as he opened the creaking door into the hangar bay, taking no note as Numbuh Two shuffled papers around on his desk before he got there.
"Numbuh Two, are you ready for the mission tomorrow? We need to have that bus ready by noon." Numbuh Two had been more aloof than usual this week, showing less interest in eating, and spending an unusual amount of time in the hangar. He had yet to build anything new to show for it either.
"Uh.. Sure Numbuh One. Yeah, I can get it ready in no time, just needs a little maintanence after flushing the Toilenator yesterday."
"Very well Numbuh Two. By the way, Numbuh Five's reconnaisance reports lead me to believe that the teenagers Cree and Chad will be there again this time. I trust there will be no weapon failures this time?" Numbuh One looked sternly through his glasses at his friend. He wasn't sure if he believed what Numbuh Five had told him, but he trusted her as much as he trusted anyone in this world; if she had suspicion of Numbuh Two's loyalties, he had to listen.
Numbuh Two nodded. "Yeah, the SUGAR cannon is prone to jamming, but it's worth it because it packs a heck of a punch! I've been working on the design, by tomorrow I should have it working perfectly." Numbuh Two held up a schematic of the SUGAR cannon, with small tweaks here and there.
Numbuh One was not an engineer, and had no knowledge of whether the design changes would help or not, but he trusted the long-loyal operative in front of him. "Very well Numbuh Two. I will be in Numbuh Five's quarters, planning for the assault tomorrow, she may well need delivery to the mansion for scouting purposes. Is the DRAGON still good to go?"
Numbuh Two nodded. "Sure is! I can get her there in less than a minute. I'll be ready anytime."
The Delightful Children were also mired in the planning stage of an operation. The amount of information available to the agent Cree was astounding. Their mind went over the new schematics, thrilled that finally everything was accounted for. Before this development, they had always needed to find out from experience and observation the weaknesses and flaws of the Kids Next Door technology, and this always caused failure. Now that they had an inside connection, all the peices for their plan simply came together.
They fully expected that Nigel Uno would send Abigail Lincoln in for a spying probe, probably several hours before the big event. He had done this every time, and the Delightful Children had always found out just moments too late that she was whithin the mansion, making capture a near impossibility. This time, however, they were ready. Hoagie Gilligan had assured Cree that he would alert her to the spy's presence as soon as he dropped her off.
However, at the moment they had to speak with Chadwick once more. Their second plan was ready as well. They stepped into the screen-lit surviellance room, seeing him sitting still at the same console, apparently listening in on something. They waited patiently as he finished.
Chad removed his headphones, deciding that listening to more of Cree and Hoagie's love talk was too sugary for his tastes. He'd wondered over the past week why she had fallen so hard for this kid. She knew it was sick to date someone so much younger than her. She should go for someone closer to her own age. Someone like him. At the moment, however, he had other children to deal with.
"Yeah, what do you brats want?"
"Hello Chadwick. We presume you have not forgotten our arrangement?" Chad had never quite gotten used to their strange blank stare. It was creepy that they were always together, they even slept in the same room and used the same toilet. He shuddered to think about it.
"Yeah, I know. What do you want me to do about Cree?"
"We are planning to put Numbuh Two in danger in tomorrow's event. You will know her allegiance by her reaction. We trust that if you find her loyalties have shifted, you will deal with her accordingly."
"Of course." Chad gritted his teeth, he hated taking orders from these kids. Due to their long service record, they outranked him in the Adult army. He vowed to one day take revenge, but that was a long time off. For the moment, his attention focused on the blinking indicator on his console.
"Cree reports that Abigail is inside the building. She's moving to intercept. We should have Numbuh Five in no time."
Numbuh Five landed softly on the rooftop, watching as Numbuh Two quickly pulled the rope back up into the DRAGON, giving a wave as he flew away. She would call him when she was ready to get back out, but this was always too easy. Looking around the balcony that had been constructed for the party, she quickly made a mental map of the most likely locations for the cake and Delightful Children. She headed over the the trapdoor that led into the mansion.
The door was unlocked, much to her surprise. She dropped carefully into the darkened room below, a lookout post that hadn't been used recently. The upper stories of the mansion were always like this. Dark, dusty, seldom used. She padded carefully towards the door, applying oil to the hinges before pushing it slowly open. Looking down the hallway, she saw no movement in either direction, and began the long walk towards the staircase to the next level.
This was so routine that it bored her. The real challenge, and fun, came when she entered the Delightful's bedroom. They always had multiple traps and locks that she had to bypass, and she always looked forward to-
Numbuh Five reeled from the sudden unexpected blow. She held up her arms to guard herself from the sudden barrage of kicks. Sensing a sudden pause, she was able to reach out and catch a punch, quickly throwing her unseen opponent to the ground. She turned to face the threat, eyes widening slightly as she saw who is was.
"Hey Crabigail. Didn't expect to see you here." Cree was standing at the ready, only a few feet from Numbuh Five.
"Numbuh Eleven. Just who I wanted to see." Numbuh Five felt her body tense as she waited for the attack. After being pinned so easily last week, she didn't have the confidence that she normally had over all of her opponents. Cree was just as good as she was, her mirror really, but with a few years more experience.
She quickly dodged the lunging punch that Cree threw, but failed to notice the immediate sweeping kick, landing hard on her back before rolling away from Cree's heavy downward punch. Numbuh Five vaulted up quickly, just in time to block a quick three strikes, and deliver one of her own, contacting Cree squarely in the stomach.
Cree flipped back from her sister, pulling two small discs from her belt, readying to throw them. When she saw Abigail start towards her, she let them loose. Abigail tried to jump, but wasn't fast enough, her leg suddenly stopped by a stupifying ray, technology taken from Megamom. Cree used this sudden disability to her advantage, delivering a quick flurry of punches and kicks to an unguarded Numbuh Five.
Numbuh Five fell backwards, dizzy from the impacts and unstable on her frozen leg. She looked up in terror as Cree loomed over her prone form.
"I'll tell Hoagie you said goodbye, sweet sister." Cree grinned as she saw the dawning feelings of horror and betrayal on her sister's face.
Numbuh Five was paralyzed with fear as Cree lifted her fist to deliver the final blow. The hand rushed towards her face, and everything went black.
Father sat in his dark chair, awaiting news of the Kids Next Door's spying attempt. Cree had shown amazing resourcefulness recently, delivering enough information to nearly insure victory for the adults. If everything went smoothly today, then tomorrow he would begin plans for an invasion of the Kids Next Door moonbase. He took notice as a spotlight turned on, highlighting a slightly ruffled looking Cree.
"News of the spy, Agent Cree?"
Another spotlight turned on, falling on the unconscious Numbuh Five, held in a small cage, roughly a three foot cube. Cree bowed slightly. "The spy has been caught, Sir. I searched her myself, there is nothing she could use to escape. The Kids Next Door will be one operative short tomorrow."
"And our inside operative? Where do his loyalties lie in the upcoming battle?"
Cree winced. She had been dreading this question, simply because she didn't know. If he was still loyal to the Kids Next Door, then it was her duty to capture him in tomorrow's battle, and she would likely never see him again after that. If he was loyal to the Adults, then he would have a small chance of being declared an ally, but then she would feel guilty for causing him to lose all of his friends. She narrowed her eyes and answered.
"Hoagie will come over with the Kids Next Door, and probably remain in the aircraft. I believe his loyalty lies with the Adults, however. I will keep you informed of any changes."
She felt hot, a sure sign of Father's suspicion. "Agent Cree, you do remember that he is an enemy, regardless of your feelings for him. Do not allow your feelings to cloud your judgement. If he is loyal to the Kids Next Door, you will do your duty and capture him."
She bowed, scowling angrily and tightening her fists.
"Of course Sir. What other choice do I have?"
A/N: Another shortish chapter, but that's because I wanted the next chapter to focus on Five's disappearance and the mission. Good luck Hoagie. I'm also aware that Father is out of character, he's almost become Slade from Teen Titans. For some reason I can't get into his character, since he doesn't talk enough in the show. I'm working on it. Anyway, review if you have anything to say, and see you with another chapter soon.