OPERATION: L.O.S.T

Continued from OPERATION: C.R.A.S.H

Wally woke up with a sudden jerk, and when he woke up, he glanced around hoping it was all a dream. Only he wasn't that lucky. "Aw crud. I'm still here! How long was I out for and why do I have a feeling that something terrible just happened?!" He then heard loud voices coming from a room. It sounded like someone was celebrating. Wally slammed his fist into the wall, only to recoil from the pain. As he rubbed his fist, he mumbled to himself. "If only I could get out of here, I could see what those Delightful Dorks are up to." Just then, he heard footsteps and standing back in front of him were TDCFDTL. "You guys. What do you want now?! Ready to turn me into one of you? Go ahead! Like I'll let you take me that easily!" TDCFDTL shook there heads, smiling big.

"No, not yet. Before we do that, there is something you should know. Your friends just crash landed into the Pacific Ocean, thanks to our trap and our new ally Cree, who with her fellow friends were able to shoot them down from space! Why, it's all over the news right now about a strange ship, shaped like a mosquito that exploded once it crashed into the ocean. Your friends that you were relying so much on to save you, are dead!" They laughed and Wally felt his anger leave him. It was quickly replaced with sadness. Why, if I didn't get so upset at Number 1 over Kuki, I wouldn't be in this mess right now. I might have been able to do something. He thought to himself and just as he was about ready to give up his pride and start crying, he slapped himself across the face, which caused TDCFDTL to stop laughing. "You honestly think that they wouldn't be able to somehow survive that crash?! They don't give up that easily and nether do I! I bet you anything they are safe and sound, laughing at how pathetic your attempt was at ending their lives!"

"Oh you think so Number 4? We'd beg to differ but believe what you will. In 20 minutes, it won't matter to you anymore whether they lived or died." They laughed and went back into the other room, leaving Wally to himself and staring at the wall, seeing if he was strong enough to break a hole in it.

On a beach, less then a few miles from the crash site, Number 1 slowly got to his feet. Not only were his clothes drenched, but he had a few bruises and scrapes on both his arms and legs. Surprisingly, his sunglasses were still on his head. As he brushed himself off it took him a few minutes to remember what happened and that was when he noticed Number 3, getting to her feet. He instantly went over there to help her up and saw that most of her shirt had been torn. He blushed and turned around. "Are you ok Number 3?" He said as he took off his own shirt and handed it to her. She still wasn't sure what had happened but looked down and saw the state of her own shirt, a blush crossing her own features as well. She took his shirt and quickly exchanged it, leaving her torn shirt on the sand. "You can turn around now silly, and yes... I seem to be fine. How about you Number 1?"

He turned around and gave a sheepish grin. "A few bruises here and there, but nothing to bad. I'm surprised we survived but I do not know about Numbers 2 and Number 5... I don't see them around here anywhere." Kuki chewed on her bottom lip. "Let me see if I can get a hold of them Number 3." "Well, it was a good idea but I guess the saltwater jammed the communicator. All I am picking up is static... looks like we have a mission of our own to accomplish." Kuki's eyes went wide. "Which is?" Nigel rolled his eyes at Kuki's question. Once again, there was annoyance in his voice. "To find our friends and then find out where we are so we can call for help. Even if we have to rely on adults, I'm not going to rest till we get back home and find out who is responsible for all this! You with me Number 3?" Kuki giggled and threw her arms around Nigel. "You talk to much silly. Of course I'm with you. Where do we start?" He blushed but rolled his eyes again. Her carefree and always chirpy personality got on his nerves, but that was also part of the reason why he had started to get feelings for her.

About 40 miles down the back from Numbers 1 and 3, were Number 2 and 5. Number 2 was making a splint out of a twig and some torn fabric from his shirt, that was pretty much in shreds, for Number 5 who had twisted her arm in the crash. "Man, Number 5 can't believe we made it out alive! How was it even possible?" Number 2 finished tying her splint and then sat back on the sand. "That I don't know... and to be honest, I don't care. I'm just glad to not be dead and floating on the bottom of the ocean. Hopefully I can say the same for Numbers 1 and 3." Number 5's cap was missing, but she had other things on her mind then to worry about her baseball cap. "Well I say we should go looking for them. They have to be on this beach as well, and I for one do not want to spend more time then I have to on this awful place!" Hoagie tried using his communicator, but his too was showing nothing but static. "Looks like we got no choice but to look for them. The communicator is dead. Before we go though, how's your arm?"

Abby sighed. "It's fine Number 2, nothing that my daddy won't be able to mend when we get home, if we get home. Let's start walking, the sand is drying out Number 5's skin."

Back at TDCFDTL's house, Wally had finally figured out a way to get out of the cage. Just when he was about ready to put his plan to use, the cage door opened and a metal hand, which was attached to a really weird, looking robot, reached in and pulled him out by the hood of his jacket. "Oh yea, that's original! You honestly think I won't be able to escape from this tin can? Watch this!" Within seconds, he had worked himself out of his shirt and landed onto the ground. He then broke off into a run down the hallway. "Hah! You delightful brats just get more and more stupid by the minute!" Father, who was standing with TDCFDTL was outraged. "Don't just stand there you idiots! Get that stupid kid!" TDCFDTL nodded their head. "Yes Father, of course." Lenny reached up and pulled on a lever and out from a hidden opening in the wall came two, large robotic dogs. "Ok boys, get him!" The robotic dogs took off at a fast run down the hall after Wally.

Wally heard some loud thumping coming from behind him and as he turned around, he saw the two huge robotic dogs coming at him. "Crud! If only I had some weapons, I would so kick both their butts right now, but since I don't... I'll just have to run! Thank goodness the others aren't here to see this." The dogs were closing in and he was still far away from the door. As one of the dogs went to leap, hoping to tackle Number 4, he was able to jump through an open window and once he lept through it he turned around and quickly closed the window. Both dogs crashed into the wall as he stuck his tongue out at them. "Nyah, Nyah, Nyah, you stupid dogs! I got friends to save!"

Back inside, Father was beyond ticked and after yelling at TDCFDTL, he grounded them for a month.

At the tree house, Number 4 was able to figure out how to contact Number 86. As her face appeared on screen, he cringed instantly. "What do you need Number 4?! Can't you see we're busy at the moment!" Wally narrowed his eyes. "It's an emergency! The rest of my team crashed down in some stupid ocean and I demand that we send a search and rescue team out for them now!" Number 86 was about ready to yell then calmed down. "I'm sorry Number 4... we did everything we could. We searched everywhere but they were'nae able ta be found. We will be re-assigning you to a new team in a few days... I wish I had better news for ye..." Wally's face turned red. "I don't believe you Number 86! You guys just didn't look hard enough! I betcha anything I can find them and prove to you that they are all still alive! Just you watch!" Number 86 was about ready to say something but Wally had already disconnected the live feed. "Now, how hard can it be to operate one of Number 2's vehicles?" He said to himself as he made his way to the docking bay.

The sun was starting to set as Number 1 and Number 3 made there way through the heavily wooded area just off to the side of the beach. Wherever they were, a cold wind had started to pick up and Number 3 had her arms wrapped about herself, trying to keep warm. "Hey Number 1... before we move on, can we stop and rest? I'm getting cold and my poor little feetsies hurt." Number 1 stopped and even though he wouldn't admit it, he was getting pretty cold himself without his shirt. He took a deep breath as he looked to the setting sun and then the area they were in. "We'll rest in a few minutes Kuki. We need to find a place to camp out for the night before we can just stop and rest." Kuki looked around and saw a huge oak tree, that had a pretty big opening at it's base. "Like that Number 1? We could fit in there and it should keep us out of the wind!" Number 1 looked to where she was pointing and rose a brow. "Nice job again Number 3, to bad we don't have anything to start a fire with." He grabbed her hand and walked with her over to the oak tree and peered inside. "Well, it looks safe and big enough to hold the two of us, we should try to find some food, but what we could ever find out here I don't know." He and Number 3 looked around and Number 3 noticed a huge tree full of bright, red apples and a few small bushes of blueberries. "That's easy Nigel. We got berries and apples here we can eat! They might be good for us, but it's better then starving right?" Once again, Nigel was impressed with how knowledgeable she was about the outdoors. Not that it really surprised him with her love for animals, but still... it was making the feelings he had for her even stronger.

After they had their small dinner inside the oak tree, night had set in. Kuki had taken to sitting in Nigel's lap, to help keep him warm. Nigel was to cold to protest and had to admit, even her small form did supply warmth. Her arms were draped about his neck and her head was resting on his shoulder. Nigel's arms were wrapped around her as he let out a content sigh. Even though he was worried about his friends, getting off the island, and surviving for that matter, he couldn't help but feel content with Kuki sitting in his lap. They were stuck for the night, so he decided to make the best of it.

"Say Number 3, if you don't mind me asking.... how is it that you know so much about the outdoors? You are quite knowledgeable in that area for kids our age." Kuki giggled. "I used to go camping with grandpa all the time before I joined up with the KND. He taught me everything! Well everything but how to start a fire from scratch. We usually just used his lighter, some fast food wrappers, and twigs. It'd always smell funny to when it burned." Kuki giggled again and Nigel found himself laughing with her, despite the situation they were in. "So you no longer go camping with him them?" She shook her head. "'Course not silly. He is over in Japan with my parents. I can't just get up and walk over there every time I want to visit him." She sighed, but for another reason. She kept thinking about the conversation they had earlier. She was having a hard time trying to decide while at the same time didn't want to choose either. Even if the two boys were fine if she picked over the other, she didn't want to take the chance of having them mad at each other. Her thoughts got interrupted when Nigel asked her another question.

"Your parents are in Japan?! Well, who do you live with now?" She giggled again. "With my foster family! You see, they have this thing in school where one kid from one country, trades places with another kid from another country and takes their place for a few years or so. So, the daughter of the family I am with now, is living with my parents over in Japan! Isn't it neat?!" Nigel scratched his head, for he really had no idea about Kuki's background or anything. He just assumed she was born over here in the US. "But your grasp of the English language, shouldn't you be speaking something foreign or whatever?" Kuki giggled again. "No, we are taught both Japanese and English. We are usually speaking both languages by age five." Once again, Nigel was impressed. He had no idea she was so intelligent, she usually never really said or did anything to make him think otherwise, but hearing her now, he found a new respect for her as a fellow teammate. What he didn't understand was why she never acted like that around the others? He was about ready to ask her that, when he looked down and saw she had fallen asleep. He smiled softly and pulling her close, he rested his head on top of hers and soon fell asleep.