Thanks reviewers

Cyrix – you've been very supportive thanx

Birdfeathers – glad you like it :D

Numbuh hundred ninety two – fine by me, I like dark mirror hope your nxt story is just as good

Sponge kid – What would it have been without numbuh 5! Thanx for the idea!

Ok on with the story

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"Ooooo I almost have a full house." Chester's hologram head chuckled as he looked at the four operative's in front of him waiting for instructions. "Now lets go and finish this game off!" He laughed menacingly the four operatives joining in.

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"Ok, ok I can do this." Numbuh 1 said to him self. "but it would help if I knew what it was I am supposed to be doing and that not only the fact that winning this game has my life on the line but the lives of the rest of my team." He was panicking the sweat poured down his head and his breathing was heavy.

"Come on think." He said to him self looking around. It was like some sort of base, a giant tin can with miles of random corridors leading nowhere. He came to the end of another corridor blocked off by a wire fence only this time numbuh 5 was standing the other side of it.

"Hello numbuh 1." She said peering from under her hat. "Prepare to die!"

"Give it up Chester you can't get me." He replied kicking the fence making it shake.

"O but I can!" she replied pulling out a gun and aiming it at him. "Do you remember our mustard gun? Well this is our version complements of numbuh 2. Goodbye numbuh 1"

He dived onto the floor as she shot and mayonnaise flew through the wire fence. "Drat!" she screamed heading down the corridor.

Numbuh 1 got to his feet that was close, too close. He peered down the corridor next to him, it was clear apart from a red button on the wall. "What was he supposed to do? Hit it? Maybe it was a trap" he thought to him self, he was running out of time the rest of his team would catch up with him soon. More on impulse than logic which was very unlike him, but drastic times called for drastic measures, he hit the button.

"Button 1 of 3 activated!" the computer voice boomed.

"shh!" he shouted at it, looking around him he ran.

He stopped suddenly at a big hole in front of him, "Not that way" he said turning around to head back.

"Numbuh 1." Numbuh 3 said grinning. "I…. Found… you!" she tormented.

"I'm sorry but I really must be going I've got a game to win!" he called turning around and running towards the hole and leaping though the air.

"Don't go! I wanna play!" she stamped

Numbuh 1 was about to land on the other side as the floor crumbled beneath his foot as numbuh 3 stamped harder and harder causing more and more floor to fall way. He gripped onto the side with his hand just an inch from falling completely and pulled himself up as quickly as he could running before more floor fell.

He could see it, the second button was there just ahead of him. However he was stopped suddenly as numbuh 4 stepped out in front of him. "Where you goin numbuh 1?"

"Get out of my way." Numbuh 1 swung his fist hitting the mayonnaise gun from numbuh 4's hand.

Numbuh 4 too swung his fist hitting numbuh 1 in the head, now smashing his already broken sun glasses completely.

Numbuh 1 looked at his sunglasses in pieces on the floor. "That's it!" he screamed swinging the only thing he had, the skipping rope and smashing numbuh 4 in the face with the handle.

"My eye!" numbuh 4 screamed in pain. "you got me in the eye!"

numbuh 1 ran past numbuh 4 who still had his hand over his eye and hit the button still running.

"Button 2 of 3 activated." The computer voice boomed.

He ran up and down corridors looking for the last button. "where is it!" he said to him self turning down another corridor.

"Looking for this?" Said numbuh's 2 and 3 at the end of the corridor with the last button behind them.

"Looks like this is game over for you." Said numbuh's 4 and 5 from behind him. He was surrounded.

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oooooo then tension lol