Ah... after a long 4 hours of labor, here's the first mysterious chapter! At least, I think it's mysterious... Oh, and in case your'e wondering, I got the chapter title from Switchfoot's song'Dare You To Move'. Very good song, that is.

Annalisa: Thankies! And yes, Amber is the blond girl. And the main character, thankfully.

Jessica: Thanks. I've heard a lot of horror stories about fanfic here. And here is the next chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kids Next Door, blah blah blah...

Chapter 1: Welcome to Resistance

Numbuh 5 glared at the screen. When are the others going to get here? She thought. Am I the only attentive one? She groaned. She, like everyone else, wished she were tucked in bed, dreaming about swimming in pudding. She loved the Kids Next Door-except for the midnight missions, which happened all the time and were always annoying.

About ten minutes later, the rest of Sector V came in, puffy-eyed and drowsy. "Yeah, what?" Numbuh 2 groaned.

"Look!" Numbuh 5 said. She pointed at the screen.

The image was of the Delightful Children from Down the Lane. They were in a little kid's closet. One of them was putting on a grotesque monster outfit. After he had zippered the zipper, the group of five giggled maniacally.

"Monsters in the closet gag?" Numbuh 3 said. "That's just mean!"

"Yes, we know," Numbuh 5 said. "The house that they're in happens to be the one down the street. My sister baby-sits there, so I've been loads of times. This should be easy."

Quickly-or as quickly as you can go when you're half-asleep- the kids of Sector V ran to the MOSQUITTOH. This idea was soon abandoned, though- due to the fact that Numbuh 2 fell asleep halfway there. They decided to just walk to the little kid's house- and they would take turns carrying Numbuh 2.

Soon, they got to the house down the street. They burst into the little kid's room-just as the Delightfuls-all in monster costumes- were looming over the little kid, preparing to howl and scare her.

"So, the old monsters in the closet gag," Numbuh 4 said. "Man, you're getting more unoriginal by the day."

"Huh?" The DCFDTL turned to face Sector V. "Oh, it's you again. No matter. We delight in kicking your butt."

With a shudder, Numbuh 2 woke up. "At 4 in the morning?" he groaned.

"Well," the DCFDTL began to say, but then thought better of it. "Let's just win this battle and get it over with, so we can continue our sleep."

"Whatever," Numbuh 1 said. "Kids Next Door, BATTLE STATIONS!!!"

And so the battle began.

A battle that neither side of the dispute would ever forget.

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As I said, the battle began. Numbuh 5 jumped onto the little kid's bedpost and fired a ray gun. But the DCFDTL simply dodged it, leaving a huge hole in the wall. "Thank you," they said, before escaping.

"After them!" Numbuh 2 said, and the crew leaped out the hole and ran after their foes. Soon afterwards, the little kid woke up. "What'd I miss?"

Anyway, the next few minutes of the battle were kind of…boring. There was lots of running, lots of 2x4 tech, and lots of 'Darn'. But those parts aren't important. What is important is the end. The memorable part. The part that would haunt all of Sector V's dreams for the next few days to come.

Anyway, again, the battle had migrated towards Father's mansion, a huge, towering, castle-like place, with weapons all around. The DCFDTL knew they were safe on this ground. If only the KND knew when to give up.

The two groups had been standing there for quite a while. Numbuh 3 had fallen asleep onto Numbuh 4's shoulder (sorry, I just had to put that there), and the other four looked as though they were about to nod off themselves. "So?" Numbuh 4 said. "Do something! Is this a battle or a starin' contest?"

"Good question," the DCFDTL said, in all their creepy glory. "But we rest assure you, we can win both." But just before either side could make a move… it happened.

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What could have happened next to replace these events, we'll never know. The Delightfuls could have won, the KND could have. But the truth is the truth, and we cannot replace the horrific events of that night. This is the part. The important part. The part that would change both sides' lives forever. So I'll stop you guys from hanging on and just tell you.

So, just before either side could make a move, a change seemed to come over the face of one of the Delightful Children- the blonde girl, with the bow in her hair. At first it was just a twitch. But the twitch turned into vibrating, and the vibrating turned into shaking. Before long, she collapsed, panting hard.

Carefully, Sector V walked over. "Uhh…" Numbuh 5 said, "Do you think she's-"

But before Numbuh 5 could finish, the girl began talking – alone – in a small voice. "Kids….Next….Door….Kids….N-n-next…"

Unpredictably, the girl leaped up. She lunged for Numbuh 1, grabbed his shirt, and started screaming in his face. "KIDS NEXT DOOR!!!" she shouted. "PLEASE!!! YOU GOTTA HELP US!! YOU MUST HELP US!!! PLE-HE-HE-HEASE!!!"

"Ehh…huh?" Numbuh 1 said. He was still a bit shocked. The Delightfuls were asking them to help them? Then he noticed something about this Delightful's eyes. Instead of the normal blue, her eyes were as black as his.

"PLEASE! YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO ME!! This may seem weird, but just TRUST ME!! LISTEN-I…I.." She began twitching violently.

"Yes?"

"I-you-Father-he-must-stop-oh, no, oh no…your dream! You have to….to…." She stopped there. She let go of Numbuh 1, and walked back into her formation. Her eyes were blue again.

All of the KND were wide awake now. "Uhh…" they all said together.

"Huh?" the DCFDTL said. "Oh." They smiled evilly. "Please don't mind Amber. She seems to be having…freak-outs lately. Nothing you care about." They looked around. "It is time for us to…go. Au revoir, Kids Next Door." With that, they disappeared into the mansion.

Sector V walked back to the treehouse, talking excitedly. "Man, that was weird," Numbuh 5 said. "What was she doing to you?"

"I don't know. But I'm sure it was a desperate act. Something about her eyes…" Numbuh 1 shook the thought away. "Ah well. We'll ponder it tomorrow."

"Uhh…Numbuh 1?"

"Yes?"

"It…is tomorrow."

"Oh. In that case, we'll ponder it right now."

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Meanwhile, in the mansion of Father, not a thought seemed to be stirring- except for one.

"Oh, God…what was I thinking? What have I done?"

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Byee!- SP