Kids Next Door

Operation: A.N.G.E.L.

Angelic

Nuisances

Guardians

Eliminate

Loftily

Chapter 02: First Angel

Note: Vensy is used with permission of Vensy-Chan her creator.

A giant monster was in the room. It was big. Bigger than the house, in fact. That was a small problem. Xanthanos realized that, as soon as it's head had surfaced occupying most of the room, he chanted a temporary shrinking spell.

"W-w-what in the dickens is that!" Numbah Thirteen exclaimed.

Luvara raised an eyebrow at the young boy child and smirked, "An angel. What were you expecting him to summon?"

"B-but my mom said angels were kind and helped people!" the former Numbah Thirteen said cowering. "T-they're good right? Like the ones who sang to the sheep herders on Christmas Eve."

Luvara just snickered. The angel summoned was not a mythical good being, it did not appear as a beautiful human with wings. It looked more like a drawing a deranged man would draw on the side of a wall. It looked awkward, lopsided almost even, it had symmetry and balance, but it was clearly not of this world.

"What is your name summoned one?" Xanthanos demanded of the shrinking monster.

Luke listened eagerly, hoping to hear what an angels name would sound like, what the angel's voice sounded like. Sadly, he didn't hear the angel say anything. But the Summoner heard it apparently, commanding "Sachiel! Ata holexh! "

The "angel", which was about as tall as Luke, simply walked out of the house. Luvara grimaced as it walked through that nice oak door that she got such a good deal on. It was worth it though, to be rid of the Kids Next Door.

The Tolienator could've swore he heard "hey kid, it's not hollowee-" a minute after the angel left, but that really wasn't any concern of his. What was a concern of his was, getting Luvara a new oak door. He inspected the broken one, he wanted to determine if it had been solid oak. He realized that there was a body of a man in a pool of blood on the sidewalk in front of the house. "Uh, I don't mean to be rude, but you guys might want to do something about the corpse in your yard."

Luvara rushed out to see what had happened. There was indeed a man, who was very much dead. He was wearing a suit, had a briefcase by his side. She was moved to feel sorry for the poor fool, until she saw in his other hand a brochure about "how to become a millionaire overnight! Making it easy with MoneyMaker Co!" With the chanting of a few words, the body and blood disappeared.

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It was a normal day at the clubhouse. Numbah One was planning something, Numbah Two was building something, Numbah Three was thinking Rainbow Monkey happy thoughts, Numbah Four was vexed that there were Rainbow Monkey drawings all over the place, and Numbah Five was no where to be found, but likely to be doing something top secret. Numbah Two was just finishing up his model airplane when the ceiling fell down.

Luckily for him Numbah Five pushed him, herself out of the way of one of the main support beams that landed on Numbah Two's model. Numbah Five, "This isn't good."

She glanced in the direction the roof fell from, to see what had caused it. There was no rot, there was evidence of physical strain, but it looked like someone hit it hard enough to break it. Numbah Two fixed his goggles, and gasped, "Holy Manoly!"

Numbah Five furrowed her brows, "I don't see anything Numbah Two…"

Numbah One interjected fairly calmly, "You really don't see that big freaking monster?"

Numbah Five was taken aback; she rubbed her eyes, "Geez Louis! That thing is huge!"

I t was twice as tall as the clubhouse. Kuki cowered when she saw it; its arms were freakishly thin.

While the children watched it from their partially destroyed clubhouse, it decided to continue it's work and smashed the northern wall in, not caring if anyone got hit or not, and it continued like that. The operatives were finding themselves hard pressed to not be buried alive under rubble or be smashed by the odd elastic arm of the angel.

"Ok, this is NOT working," Numbah One observed. He tried his G.L.U.M.B. against it, the gum bombs didn't appear to even be able to touch the monster. "We need to escape, now!"

Kuki was the first one out the trap door, she happened to be the closest to it when the evacuation order was issued. Numbah Four was next, followed by Numbah Two, Numbah Five and finally Numbah One. The trap door was an emergency exit put into the tree house fairly recently, due to concerns about Numbah Two's inventions.

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At the moonbase…

"WHAT happened to the treehouse!" Numbah ThreeSixtyTwo asked in shock. "You can be serious? We just finished refurbishing it last year!"

"It was flattened, we were lucky to get out alive!" Numbah Five explained. "Numbah Five didn't just run away and hide, we all tried fighting it with all of the ranged weapons we could get, but nothing affected it!"

"We need better weapons if we're going to reclaim it," Numbah One said pointedly. He was mad. He was mad at the weapons they had for not helping them, he was mad at everyone for being so helpless, but most of all he was mad at himself for failing in an objective.

"I kind of have an idea, "Numbah Two said quietly. "I noticed that the things we shot at it didn't even hit it. But I have an idea for something that should work."

Numbah ThreeSixtyTwo nodded giving her approval.

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"Announcing the E.V.A.N.G.E.L.I.O.N. unit prototype 1," Numbah Two said proudly unveiling his creation. It was a large humanoid, as big as the angel was, but mechanical. It appeared to almost have an exoskeleton, like a bug, it looked reminiscent of a dinosaur, Kuki thought.

"How does it work?" the girls with the couple-sizes too large long sleeved green shirt asked.

"Well it's is rather new technology. It works by a pilot entering in through the back, and, well, piloting it," Numbah Two said clumsily. He secretly hoped that he'd be chosen to pilot it.

"Is there a manual or something for it?" Numbah One asked. He didn't particularly care for this new weapon. It was going to be hell to fit it in the club house.

Numbah Two nodded, "I gave it to Numbah Four. He's the only one of us who can pilot it."

"Why Numbah Four?" Numbah Five asked frowning. "Why can only he pilot it?"

"Easy," Numbah Two explained. "He's the only one small enough to fit into the E.V.A.N.G.E.L.I.O.N. And he's still a tight fit at that!"

"Ok people," Numbah ThreeSixtyTwo entered the room saying. "We have a situation in sector N; it seems our 'friend' is attacking the treehouse there."

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The angel was at it again. Its arms slammed into the treehouse, crashing down walls, scattering debris. Luckily all of the Kids Next Door Operatives evacuated when they saw it coming. They watched from a safe distance with gravity as the monster destroyed their home.

Numbah Four hopped into the E.V.A.N.G.E.L.I.O.N. unit. Numbah Two was not kidding when he said that Numbah Four would be the only one who could fit, he realized as he had to wiggle his way into the piloting camber. Once he got there it wasn't too tight of a fit. He pulled the manual out of his hood, he knew it might come in handy when actually piloting. He attempted to make the unit walk towards the angel.

Numbah Two watched with pride as the E.V.A.G.E.L.I.O.N. unit took one and a half steps successfully. Unfortunately, it fell after that. The fall made a loud nose, which did not fall upon deaf ears.

The angel realized that there was something big close by. It strode over and picked up the E.V.A.N.G.E.L.I.O.N. by its head. Unsure of what it was, the angel decided it was best to eliminate it, as it was potentially a treat. It then proceeded to smash the head and the rest of it around. Numbah Two was in shock, and worried about the safety of Numbah Four, as did the other. After a while the malicious angel finished playing with the unit, and decided it was time to strike a mortal blow.

Numbah Three collapsed crying when she saw the angel's arm pierce through the head of the E.V.A.N.G.E.L.I.O.N. unit.

To be continued.