Chapter 5

Disclaimer: I don't own the KND.

Numbers 1-5 backed up behind James. At the last minute a boy with football equipment with a B.R.A. on came in through the hole in the ceiling.

"Why is that guy wearing a bra? What's wrong with the people here?" James asked Number 2.

"It's Battle Ready Armor…" Number 2 whispered back just keeping his eyes on Cree.

" Well, well, well. If it isn't the Kids Next Door holding a teenager hostage. You guys try too hard to be stupid!" The boy said to the team of kids. Then he said to James, "Don't worry we'll get you out of here! I'll just take care of these kids here for ya!"

James's Point of View

The KND cringed as the former '274' came closer with his weapon. I frowned. I can't believe there were actually teenagers that spent there time terrorizing little kids.

And then he wanted to rescue me? No Way, am I going to get "rescued" by some kid that wears bras for a living! I was sick of him anyway. Those teenagers need to get a REAL job anyway.

So I went up there and gave that guy a kick in the stomach. He doubled over real fast…

Cree's Point of View

What? I can't believe this teenage boy kicked Chad! I guess he's some sort of resistance fighter for those snotty kids.

"Humph. The Kids Next Door has a teenager on their side? How funny. That still doesn't mean you are going win against me!"

I laughed at the sight of them. Their fearful faces, their stupid weapons, oh of course! My little sister Abigail! Just seeing her beaten down makes me laugh!

Then I can't believe what happened next! The teenager boy raised his gun up to me and said, "You leave these kids alone or else I'm going to have to shoot you."

Me not thinking to carefully on this I said, "Go ahead! Shoot! That gun of yours won't work, anyway."

Then it happened! He shot his gun and then it hit. The shot first crawled up my spine in bursts of tickles and then the pain set in. Oh it was excruciating! I told all my crew to leave.

I'll come back for you another day kids! Just you see and wait!

General View Later That Night…

Everyone was celebrating the victory over Cree. Zack was very glad that his little sister was finally here and was having a good time.

He looked over to expecting to see Number 3 standing to the side with Number 4, but she wasn't there!

Where are those two? I better check up on them! Zack moved away from the main party room and headed up the hallway towards Number 3's room. He then heard some voices…

Zack put the Auto Recorder up to the wall and then listened in with headphones…

Conversation…

N3: Oh, Number 4! I don't know what to do!

N4: About what? Him?

N3: Yes, him. I want him to be gone!

N4: Okay, I'll try.

End Conversation

Zack frowned he didn't feel like hearing the rest so he just went to one of the empty rooms nearby. It was a nice, quiet room set apart from the others.

Just then Number 3 came in with a smile on her face.

"Hi Zack! What are you doing?"

Zack ignored her. I bet this is part of their plan. Too bad for them, I guess. I'm not that stupid to fall for their tricks!

Number 3 then sat down next to him and started rubbing his arm. Zack pushed her away forcefully.

"I'm not falling for that trick, Number 3. If you want me gone why don't you go ahead tell everyone! I wasn't planning to stay with slinky skank like you!" Zack said coldly before getting up and leaving.

He usually didn't say words like that, but it was necessary this time. He didn't trust Number 3 anymore, or Number 4 for that matter.

"Come on James. Lets go. I don't think they really want us here."

James gave him that mad look and said "Okay. In a few hours we'll leave. I still have to talk to that Number 1 guy. Here, your mum wants to talk to you!"

James handed Zack the phone.

"Hello?"

"Oh, hello Zack! Just was getting worried about you! Got to call back later because I'm on a Search and Rescue mission, okay?"

"Bye."

Zack sighed. His mom was in the Search and Rescue sector with James, only she was on a higher level.

A few minutes of thinking and Number 3 came running into the room.

"Zack called me a skank!"

Everyone stared at Zack. He smiled evilly.

"She was being a skank. A very nasty skank."

Zack then played the conversation back to everyone.

Number 1 frowned. "Number 3…."

Author Comments: I don't dislike Number 3 in any manner. She is a very well thought character and in that chapter there are some misunderstandings between Zack and Number 3. Thanks for reading!