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Kids Next Door mission…

Operation: S.I.S.T.E.R.

Saving

Innocent

Sister

Takes

Enormous

Risks

Chapter 2: The warning

Numbuh 5 entered Madame Zia's tent and saw a table with two chairs. Madame Zia was sitting on one of them.

"Please, sit down," she said.

Numbuh 5 sat down and she suddenly saw a glassy ball, standing on the table. She didn't look at Madame Zia.

"You still don't believe I'm a real future-teller, do you?" Madame Zia said with a grin on her face.

Numbuh 5 didn't reply.

"I guess I'm right. Well, let's get started." Madame Zia looked deep into the glassy ball and said: "You will become rich."

"Yeah, right," Numbuh 5 said.

"No, I mean it! You will become rich and all your friends will be jealous with you!"

"Listen, lady! I--"

"Ooo, and I see more! One of your friends will be angry with you! Very angry!"

"My friends are never angry with me, lady! You hear me? NEVER!"

Madame Zia ignored her and continued: "And you will make a great journey to… to…" She suddenly stopped.

"What?"

"… to the past…" Madame Zia said.

"Okay lady, just now I was doubting, but now I'm sure you're CRAZY!" Numbuh 5 said angrily.

"Please believe me. I'm seeing something weird in my glassy ball. But I don't understand what."

"And I don't understand why my friends believed you. Numbuh 5 is outta here." Numbuh 5 stood up.

"No, wait! I'm seeing it! O no!" Madame Zia gasped. This is terrible! I'm seeing in my glassy ball… that your sister will die…" She looked at Numbuh 5.

Numbuh 5 looked back, but she still had the same look on her face. Though she suddenly thought of something: 'How does she know I have a sister?' "You're lying!"

"No, I'm not!"

"Yes, you are! It was just a lucky guess! Yes, Numbuh 5 has a sister, but that doesn't mean she will die! Like I said, you've got the wrong person to cheat!"

Numbuh 5 walked out of the tent.

"No! Wait!" Madame jumped out of her chair.

But Numbuh 5 walked over to her friends and said: "Come on, guys. Let's go look for Numbuh 4."

They were about to walk away when Madame Zia ran out of the tent and grabbed Numbuh 5's arm.

She turned around and said: "Let go off me! Before I'll--"

"Please, you have to listen to me," Madame Zia said. "Like I said, you're not a normal customer. I know for sure that your sister will d--"

Numbuh 5 quickly put her hand on Madame Zia's mouth before she could say the last word.

"What did you want to say, Madame Zia?" Numbuh 3 asked.

"Nothing! She didn't want anything to say!" Numbuh 5 said with a nervous smile. "Come on guys, let's go now." She pulled her hand back and quickly walked away. The others did the same.

They leaved Madame Zia behind, who was just standing there, looking at her weirdest costumer ever. She didn't know how to convince her from the fact that her sister would die. But she had to do something. She couldn't let a costumer's sister die. Especially when this costumer didn't believe what Madame Zia said. If Numbuh 5 would find out the truth, she would be broken. Madame Zia couldn't let that happen. She had to do something. But what?

"So, what did Madame Zia tell you, Numbuh 5?" Numbuh 2 said.

"Hmm… Nothing," Numbuh 5 mumbled.

"Numbuh 5, something's bothering you?" Numbuh 1 asked.

"No, nothing, Numbuh 1," she replied. She was looking at the ground. For some reason she actually believed what Madame Zia said. Especially the last part. Would Cree really die? No. No, that couldn't be. Cree was smart and strong. She wouldn't die that easy. But why did Numbuh 5 think she would? She didn't know. She just didn't know.

Suddenly she saw something, lying on the ground. It was a note of $100. She picked it up. She said: "Hey guys! This is Numbuh 5's lucky day!"

The others looked at her and the note.

"Cool, Numbuh 5!" Numbuh 3 said.

"Where did you find it?" Numbuh 1 asked.

"Here on the ground," Numbuh 5 replied.

"Wow! Then it's really your lucky day!" Numbuh 3 said happily.

"Yeah. Why do this sort of things never happen to me?" Numbuh 2 sounded jealous.

The Kids Next Door walked further, until Numbuh 5 suddenly realised something. Madame Zia predicted she would become rich… and that was right. She had found a note of $100. That's a lot of money. Numbuh 5 quickly shook her head. Of course this wasn't because of Madame Zia's prediction! It was just coincidence, that's all. Madame Zia accidentally was right, but that didn't mean that Cree would… die… Numbuh 5 stopped walking and looked at the ground again. She still believed in the last prediction. But she didn't know why.

"Numbuh 5? Something's wrong?" Numbuh 1 and the others turned around and Numbuh 3 looked anxiously at Numbuh 5.

Numbuh 5 suddenly woke up and quickly said: "No! No, nothing's wrong." She didn't sound convincing, though the others turned around.

Suddenly a voice was heard: "Hey guys! Wait for me!"

The Kids Next Door turned around again and they saw Numbuh 4, who was running over to them.

"I'm back! What are we gonna do?" he asked.

"O no! Wally! Your face is bright white!" Numbuh 3 yelled.

"Numbuh 3's right. You don't look good, Numbuh 4," Numbuh 1 said.

"Dude, you're still sick of the roller coaster, aren't ya?" Numbuh 2 said laughing.

Numbuh 4 looked angrily at him and said: "Don't worry, I'm fine guys. But what are we gonna do now?"

"I think we're going home," Numbuh 1 said. "We're done with the funfair for today."

"Aw, man!" Numbuh 4 mumbled. He walked along with his friends, returning to the Treehouse. He quietly moaned because of his stomach. He said he was fine, but the truth was he absolutely wasn't. He shouldn't have gone to that stupid roller coaster. 'From this time on I will never go to a roller coaster again,' he thought.

At the Treehouse the Kids Next Door were relaxing. There still were no missions. Numbuh 1 was working in his room, Numbuh 2 was working on a machine, Numbuh 3 was having a teaparty with her stuffed animals, Numbuh 4 was doing fight practices and Numbuh 5 was reading a magazine.

But this time she wasn't really reading. She was still thinking about Madame Zia's predictions. She just couldn't get it out off her head. 'Let me think… She first said I'd become rich. That was right. I still don't know what I should do with the money… Anyway, what did she tell me next? O yeah! That one of my friends would become very angry with me. I can't believe that would ever happen. But still… And after that she said I'd make a journey to the past. But that's impossible! O, come on, Numbuh 5, wake up! That Madame Zia is just a big fraud! She can't predict the future! That note of $100 was just coincidence! My friends won't become angry with me, and I will NEVER make a journey to the past!'

Suddenly a phone, which was standing in her room, rang. Numbuh 5 shrieked of the sudden sound and quickly picked it up. "Hello? This is Abigail Lincoln speaking."

"Abigail? It's Madame Zia."

'Madame Zia? How is she--' "How come you have my phone number?"

"I'm a fortune-teller, remember? Now listen, Abigail. I have to warn you."

"Warn me? Warn me for what?"

"For you future! You have to listen to me, Abigail. What I said about your future is right! It's for 100 right! You have to believe me when I'm telling you that you will become rich, that one of your friends will become very angry with you and that you will make a journey to the past. And… that your sister will die…"

Numbuh 5 didn't understand why she actually believed what Madame Zia said for 3 seconds. Suddenly she shouted: "Leave me alone, you freak! What are you, a stalker or something? Go bothering someone else! GOOD-BYE!"

"But-- " Madame Zia was cut off by Numbuh 5, who angrily slammed the receiver on the phone. A few seconds later she realized what she had done. She couldn't believe it. Why did she have to act that way? She wished she had never meet Madame Zia. She had the strange feeling her life would never be the same again…

Suddenly the alarm sounded through the Treehouse.

Numbuh 5 ran out of her room, glad that a mission would concentrate her on something else.

A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter. I know the end wasn't great, but I still hope you liked the rest of it. Please R&R and the third chapter will come soon!