Hi Ghost Writer SD9731 here. Just wanted to say I'm a first time Fanfic writer, this is my first ever fanfic. I don't own anything of the Kids Next Door except the story line and later an original character.
Reviews welcome, tell me what you like. Challenges excepted
On with the story.
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CODENAME: KIDS NEXT DOOR
OPERATION: NIGHT SCHOOL
Nocturnal
Invention
Generates
Hypnotic
Tendencies
Sleepy
Clueless
Heroes
Overwhelmed
Operate
Lethargically
Prologue
Operation: S.L.E.E.P.
Sinister
Lady
Eccentric,
Establishes
Plot
The resounding chimes of the town's church bell tolled the hour of Midnight into the silent night's sky. Night had fallen on the town a few hours earlier. Both sides slept soundly, neither the Teens nor the KND had planned anything against the other that night. By unspoken agreement neither side chose to fight much after nightfall. Having both their school and family lives, and their hidden lives against one another, by nighttime both sides where too tired to attempt to sabotage the other.
A perfect time to strike at both.
On one side of the town stood the large and impressive bulk of the stately Delightful Mansion.
In the middle of town, branches raised to the stars, was the skyscraper frame of Sector V's KND Tree house.
In the exact center of the two opposing towers, a place found in the middle of the lane, the center of the town's suburb population, stood a shadowy figure in a long black cloak.
Two sharp emerald eyes burned out of the shadowy folds of the cloaks hood, sliding from left to right, taking in the lush grass, the bright street lamps, and most importantly, the sight of kiddy pools, tricycles and bikes, and assorted toys that littered the lawns.
As the twelfth toll of the bell told the hour, fog swilled around the figure slowly, as the cloak's folds parted to reveal a hand that raised itself up to chest level, tightly gripping a small black remote. Upon which there was one solitary button.
The eyes darted around once more, as though to make absolutely sure once and for all that they were alone on the street. Then, as if emboldened by a sense of power, the figure pressed down on the remote's single control.
All down the street, from one side of the suburbs to the other, for a second every street lamp dimmed, almost going out. Then a second later they all flared back to full brightness.
The cloaked figure had not moved; hand still thrust out in front, firmly pressing the button. Minutes passed, still the figure stood absolutely still, tense.
Straining.
Listening.
Suddenly, a soft footfall was heard, echoing in the thick silence of the street. The sound was joined by more, then more, and still more, till all that could be heard, across the whole town was the clamp, clamp, clamp, of footsteps.
The fog rolled back to reveal dozens upon dozens of children marching straight for the solitary loner. Then from the other side, on down the lane, the fog rolled back to reveal... The Teens?
They too were marching out to the person holding the black device.
Closer and closer they came until suddenly, when both sides had come within ten feet of the cloaked figure...they stopped.
Slowly the person turned in a full circle taking in the young that had gathered to there. Now that they were stopped you could see that they were all still dressed in their pajamas. Stocking hats and fuzzy slippers were commonplace on the children, as much so as the Teens' rumpled appearance, indicating they had gone to sleep still fully dressed.
Also strange, not one of either side looked ready to react against the other. In fact both side stood there, swaying softly with their eyes half closed. The Teens looking like they had fallen asleep standing up, whereas the children clutched pillows, dolls, blankets, and other soft furry things, and were fast asleep with there heads pressed deep into their respective comfort objects, like wise as the teens, on their feet.
The other thing you noticed was the soft but unmistakable green glow that emanated from their eyes, both child and teen.
Having completed the circuit, the figure looked out over the hundreds of kids and young adults who had come out that night
Stepping forward the cloaked figure gazed deep into the eyes of the foremost teen closest.
The Teen had dark brown ringlets that ran down her head covering half her dark skinned face. Only one brown eye could be seen beneath her hair, and it was pulsing with green light. The Teen also had her name written in glitter over the front of her rumpled T-shirt.
Cree!!!
The cloak shifted, indicating that the figure had nodded its head, and uttered the one word that echoed through that town for the rest of that night.
"Perfect..."
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Please remember this is only the prologue, I will have the first chapter out soon.
Again please review.