Hello! I'm back again! Ok, once again thank you to all my reviewers! Aaaand back to the story…
As numbuh one's eyelids dazedly flickered open, the first thing he saw come into focus were bars. Bars! He sat up quickly. Well, as quickly as one can when they've just recently been stunned into unconsciousness. He took off his dark spectacles and got his first good look at his surroundings. He was in a large cage. The roof was so low that it would probably just skim his head when he stood up. The bars consisted of thin iron rods, placed so closely together that even a small rabbit would have trouble squeezing through. The cage seemed to be situated in a large, depressingly gloomy empty room, the only light was flooding in from a tiny window built about 30 ft from the ground. The only other exit was a large wooden double door, guarded by thin trips of laser beams, which made a crisscross pattern across the doorframe, letting out a low, menacing sizzling noise. He spun around anxiously and let out a relieved sigh at the sight of the sleeping forms of his teammates curled up behind him. Standing up shakily, he checked himself over for damages. Feeling confident that there was nothing to worry about, he bent down and gently shook numbuh five's shoulder. After swatting away his hand and attempting to punch him in the face, she finally began to stir. Slowly her eyes opened to reveal the worry and confusion mixed into her beautiful brown orbs.
"Numbuh one?" She asked groggily, her eyes straining to focus on his pale yet confident face.
"Numbuh five, are you ok?" He asked slowly.
"Yeah, numbuh five is just fine… but where are we?" She asked blearily as numbuh one helped her into a sitting position.
"I don't know. Come on, let's wake the other two up." Together they gently shook numbuhs three and four awake, and when they were all happy that none of them was harmed in anyway, they sat and huddled into a small circle.
"So what's the plan now numbuh one?" Asked numbuh four aggressively, desperate to tear into the fake numbuh 105 after memories of the event that had happened before they fell unconscious came flooding back to him.
"I-I don't know," numbuh one admitted in a small voice.
"I wish numbuh two were here, he'd save us," whispered numbuh three sadly. Numbuh five sat with her knees close to her chest, rocking back and forth slightly and staring at the blank space straight ahead of her, not making eye contact with any of the others.
"Numbuh five?" Murmured numbuh one softly.
"numbuh five can't believe she fell for it," she said, sounding slightly like she was in a trance.
"Oh come on numbuh five! We all thought he was our friend silly!" Said numbuh three sympathetically, laying a sleeve-clad hand on her best friends shoulder.
"An' oi can't believe you were gonna have the guy as your boyfriend!" Numbuh four pointed out rather unhelpfully, earning a dig in the rib from his rather annoyed girlfriend.
"What? It's true!"
"Yeah, but you're not supposed to say that!"
"Why in the crud not? It's true! He-"
"Who cares? We all thought he was a nice person! It isn't numbuh five's fault she-"
"Oi didn't say it was her fault! Oi just said-"
"Would you guys SHUT UP!" Yelled numbuh five angrily, causing the other three to jump and stare at her in surprise, numbuh's one and four with their mouths slightly open and numbuh three's eyes brimming with tears with the unfairness of her friend shouting at her. After all, she'd been on her side.
"Look, I know Numbuh five I'm sorry, I didn't realise he was a fake ok?" She said sounding aggravated and giving numbuh three an apologetic look.
"What I can't understand," numbuh one joined in. "Is how he could fool the whole of global Kids Next Door Command. I mean, he'd have to get through all the filing systems, which would take a lot of a lot of code breaking and hacking. Then to get right into numbuh 362's private assessment papers, he can't have done it all on his own! I mean it was- it was-"
"Completely ingenious is the word I believe you're looking for," five creepy echoed across the room. As sector V turned their heads so fast they felt sure they had whiplash to the source of the familiar voices, their fears were confirmed. The Delightful Children stood in the doorway; their normally emotionless glassy blue eyes alight with malice and superiority. As they stepped into the vast chamber, which had lit itself up brightly with candles that seemed to have appeared from nowhere, numbuh five felt her heart do a back flip as she watched her so-called ex-boyfriend make his way into the room. At once the indignant voices of numbuhs one three and four blended together and ricocheted off the bare walls, making their ranting rather incoherent. The Delightful Children merely watched in amusement at the sight of their enemies sounding so confused and furious, while the fake numbuh 105 stood and studied his nails intently. Eventually, the racket from numbuh three and four died down just enough for numbuh one's annoyed questions to be heard.
"You delightfuls were behind it the whole time? But how- when- who is he then?" The bewildered leader asked, pointing his finger at the boy whom he'd thought of as a team member.
"This, Nigel, is Aaron. He's a spy who was quite willing to help bring an end to you pesky Kids Next Door. For a small fee of course." The Delightful Children explained, evil smiles breaking out simultaneously on their pale faces. "Now as to how we managed to hack into your stupid computer systems and tricked you all into believing the data was telling the truth about Aaron here being one of your own operatives… well, let's just say money goes a long way with some of the top adult computer technicians in the country when you need them to do your dirty work for you." It took sector V quite a while for this information to sink in. What was running through their thoughts exactly? Well for numbuh one: "This is disastrous! No one outside the Kids Next Door should be able to break into the super computer's global network branch! (A/N yes ok I apologize if that made no sense I'm not good at making up all that weird technical information stuff ok?) This means someone inside the Kids Next Door is working for the adults! This is terrible!" For numbuh three: "Oh no this is terrible! I might not make it home in time for the Friday Super Special Rainbow Monkeys Super Special Fun Time Variety four-hour marathon! I haven't even put a tape in! Oh no we have to get out of here NOW!" For numbuh four: "Man this is not good! Those delightful dorks moight have actually beaten us! Well oi aint goin without a fight! Oi'm gonna give that Aaron dork a piece of my mind!" And for numbuh five: "Oh man numbuh five, look what you've gotten yourself into now girl! Why did I ever trust that jerk! Nnumbuh two we need you more than ever! Please come on! I'm so sorry I didn't just tell you how I felt earlier on!"
Meanwhile, numbuh two was flying a "borrowed" ship as fast as it would go back down to earth. He could barely see any stars or asteroids or much of anything else flying past him, and he barely noticed he'd just broken through the atmosphere of the Earth, all he was concentrating on was getting back down to the tree house before anything happened to his friends.
A few minutes later he was detaching a parachute that had activated when the badly landed ship had ejected him before bursting into flames and sprinting as fast as his podgy stumpy little legs would permit him. Yet as he practically dived through the open door of the tree house's living room the deadly silence already told him he was too late.
"Guys?" He yelled, determined not to see the truth of the situation. "It's me! Numbuh two! I'm back!" He began making his way across the room, past numbuh four's unfinished game of wrestlemania III, past the pile of rainbow monkeys sprawled untidily on the couch, past numbuh five's open magazine, and stopped abruptly in front of the super computer, who's screen, although crackling from an ended transmission, had not been turned off; something numbuh one would never allow if he could help it. Sighing, numbuh two decided to let the awful truth sink in; his friends had already gone. Where? He had absolutely NO idea.
Ok and let's stop there lol. So yes mistress of weirdness you were right, the Delightfuls did send him, how original was this plot:p Anyways, I think the next one will be the last chapter (phew! sigh the relieved critics and 1x5 fans) so I'll try and make it interesting! Please R n R people! xoxox