I'm afraid to say my friends, but this is the end of this fanfic. i thank you all for reading and letting me know it was going well. But now i need a new mission, and i'd like you to help me.
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Chapter Ten
Rachael shook her head in disbelief as she watched her so called friend ordering teenagers around, who were ordering kids around as slaves. The machine was being built rather quickly, had it not been for constant beatings from the teenagers. The girl who was in charge of controls, was standing a little bit away from 362, and was nervously rubbing her hands. Her sapphire eyes gleamed with guilt, and her stance made her seem terrified by the scene. A whip cracking over a kid's back made them both cringe, and the girl began tugging at her bubblegum pink hair. Rachael whistled over to her, and once she got her attention beckoned her over.
"Why are you working here?" She asked. The pink haired girl shrugged.
"I don't know for sure ma'am, but I know I can't just walk out." She said quietly in a thick British accent. "The last kid to walk out of here, or gave up working was…" She clenched her fists and squeezed her eyes shut at the thought of it. "Let's just say it isn't pretty and painless."
"You're joking." Rachael choked. "But, how did you get here in the first place?"
The girl hung her head in shame. "Blackmail. The worst word in the dictionary. But, why are you here?"
"Let's just say a plan failed and now I'm helping with this cruddy one." Rachael muttered under her breath. "You think you could help me out of this?"
"I'd love to…I'd just need to gain access to the keys, and only The Apprentice has them…"
"Right, well we'll just have to put our heads together to devise a plan then, wont we?"
The girl knelt down, but jumped slightly when they heard screaming. The Apprentice looked over her shoulder, and found Cree and Chad closing a door behind them. Fanny's eyes turned to slits as she stormed over to them.
"What are you doing out here, I told you to watch over the prisoners!" She fumed, her nostrils flaring. Even though she was tiny compared to the two teenagers, they were both cringing from her voice.
"We tried to, but the new one…" Cree started, but was cut off by a stinging sensation upon her cheek. Fanny retracted her hand and pulled them closer to her by their collars.
"I don't appreciate it when you interrupt me while I'm working, so go back in there and GUARD THE PRISONERS LIKE I TOLD YOU TO!"
The door flying out off its hinges, taking the three with it some twenty metres away interrupted the last rage of words. Masses of smoke emerged from the room, and slowly began to subside, showing a silhouette of someone. If Rachael could move her arms, she would've been rubbing her eyes in disbelief at who it was.
"Sorry I couldn't escape sooner, but these bozos were attempting to entertain me." Came the Scottish voice of Fanny. "And a further note, all good villains take their prisoner's weapons stupid. So, now I'm free, why don't you show your real self….254?"
The Apprentice smirked as she got to her feet, and her features began to change. Her hair started to straighten out and go a whitish colour. Her eyes went from a warmish green to electric blue. Her body frame became much thinner, and her clothes became baggy.
"How'd you figure it out?" Her voice was higher, and thickly American accented.
"From the time we were on the ship." Fanny said, raising her M.U.S.K.E.T to eye level and pointing it at the girl's forehead. "You see, if you were a real pilot like Numbuh 2, it would've been no problem for you to avoid the ground attack. And then when we were reporting in, who was the only one missing?"
"So, it was you all along Krystal." Rachael hissed. "And I honestly thought you were one to trust. I guess I was seriously wrong about you."
"As was everyone else." 254 looked slyly at her former boss. "I know all about the 2x4 technology, so it was simple for me to make the machine from the blueprints." She turned to Fanny, who was slightly shaking from the poison in the enemy's voice. "And you my dear, are truly the best person to disguise as. Your mysterious nature and arrogant personality was but a walk in the park to act out. And your deepest desire," her eyes glinted. "Was so easy to manipulate. She is as beautiful and seductive as you made her out to be. And her kiss…"
"Shut up." Fanny spat. "How dare you talk like you've won this. Once Sector V comes, you'll be hauled in and I'll gladly enjoy decommissioning your stupid, selfish butt!"
As 254 laughed evilly, she began changing back to her rival. "Is that so? Do you think you can attack yourself?"
"If it means putting your plan to rest, I'll do anything."
"Fine, give me your all." 254 still had her voice, but looked just like her former commander. "It'll be interesting to see whether Sector V can really tell us apart."
Fanny chucked her weapon over to 362, and bought her fists into a fighting pose.
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Sector V was standing on the outside of the facility, waiting for Nigel's signal to enter. One last look around, and he beckoned for them to enter with full force. Wally blasted down the door, and everyone else entered armed.
"Right, everyone split up, they can't be too far." Nigel directed. As everyone else ran down a corridor, Abby instead pressed her ear to the nearby wall. Nigel noticed her absence and turned to see her still at the entry.
"Numbuh 5, what are you doing?" He asked.
"Numbuh 5 can hear fight happenin' through this wall." She stated, before blasting the wall down and leaping through. Nigel cursed quietly and called for everyone to follow her. Once they cam through, they looked in utter confusion at the sight.
362 was tied up near the back wall of the room, with an unfamiliar girl with pink hair standing by her. Cree and Chad were excavating themselves out from the door busted down, and two red heads were fist fighting in the center of it all. One of them was flung back, but grounded herself before she hit 362. She seemed totally worn out, and yet the other had plenty of energy left. Abby was the only one to notice the worn out Numbuh 86 clutching her side.
"Which one is which?" Hoagie exclaimed, his gun moving from one to the other. "Which one do I shoot?"
"I'm not sure Numbuh 2." Nigel said. "We may have to do both of them."
"No! You can't do that!" Kuki exclaimed.
"We touch neither Numbuh 1." Abby finished. "First we free 362, then we work it out from there."
She ran over, and pulled a pin from under her hat. She began picking at he lock, only to have the pin break in it. She cursed for a moment, then decided she'd just shoot her free.
"Close your eyes for a moment." She stated, pointing the gun at the shackle on her left hand. "I promise I wont hurt you."
On the inside, 362 was debating whether to tell Abby to leave her alone, and tell her how she really felt about her liking her operative. But instead, she held her tongue and squeezed her eyes shut. Abby shot the first off, and just as she went for the second one, she felt a foot right in her back. She was flung right into a metal-framed shelf, and was knocked out as the contents fell upon her.
"Numbuh 5!" Kuki squealed, seeing Cree lower her foot. The Asian girl saw red as she flung herself upon the teenagers shoulders, and began tugging forcefully at her hair. Cree screamed and madly twirled around in circles to fling the ebony haired girl off, but to no avail. Nigel and Hoagie moved on to handle Chad, narrowly avoiding a body being thrown at head height.
Rachael raced over to Abby, who was coming to slowly. The French girl groaned as she sat up uneasily, holding her head as it pounded against her skull. She looked up into the chocolate eyes of the Moon Base leader, and got up with little help.
"We need to pick the real Numbuh 86 from the fake." Rachael stated, while Abby made a jealous expression behind her. "One of them is Numbuh 254."
"But how do we tell that?" Abby said, then it hit her. "362, one of them is only pretending to be Numbuh 86, right?"
The blonde girl cocked an eyebrow. "Yes, so?"
"Well, that means she won't have the same injuries as the real one. So, look for the one that doesn't hold her side, and that's the imposter."
"I think you've hit the nail on the head." Though I hate to admit it. She thought right after.
Both girls kept watch of the chaos breaking out before them. Cree was still attempting to twirl Kuki off from her shoulders; Hoagie was sitting on Chad, while Nigel pulled on his leg, as he was perched on the teen's back. Chad pounded the ground and screamed 'uncle' for him to stop. The red head and the imposter were rolling around on the floor, one was strangling the other. And the pink haired girl was tending and helping out the kids from their balls and chains.
"Look out!" Abby cried, pushing 362 down on the floor to avoid a flying object, which smashed on impact with the wall behind them.
"It's to cluttered, we won't be able to keep ours eyes on them for long." Rachael exclaimed, rolling to the side just as Nigel came down in between them with a loud crash. He sat up and swayed a little, before falling back down again.
"This is completely insane!" Abby said, as Wally ran to help Kuki annoy the hell out of Cree. "WOULD Y'ALL JUST SHUT UP FOR ONE SECOND!"
Everybody stopped what they were doing, and stared at the French girl blankly. Chad had Hoagie upside down by holding his ankle. Wally stopped biting Cree's ankle and pulled away slowly. Kuki stopped while pulling on two locks of the teen's curls, while Cree was pulling on the Asian's. The two red head's stopped wrestling; the one under the other panting heavily with her eyelids drooping slightly. The other had a huge black eye, and scratch marks upon her right cheek.
"Now, why are y'all fighting like you stole each other's stuff?" Abby continued, surprised that they were actually all listening to her. She turned to Rachael and winked, before continuing to rant. Rachael got the message, and slowly began to move around to retrieve the M.U.S.K.E.T. Just as she was mere centimeters from grasping it, one of the red heads pulled out a gun to shoot. The other pushed her down, making the shot singe her cheek. The first one kicked the second in the side, making her double over in pain. A tiny bit of blood started to seep through.
"362, it's that one!" Abby cried, pointing at the one with the gun. Rachael grabbed the M.U.S.K.E.T, and shot it directly at the weapon-equipped Numbuh 86. She was hurled back into some machinery, in which some pf the parts fell upon her. There was slight coughing, and 254 slowly came out from the wreckage, looking in discomfort.
"Well, looks like you're out of luck this time." Rachael commented snidely. "You have a lot of explaining to do."
254 looked at Cree and Chad for help, but they merely stared in disgust. "Sorry, no can do. We have an appointment with world domination." Cree stated, before ridding herself of Wally and Kuki. Chad dropped Hoagie, and both activated their jetpacks and took off before anyone could stop them.
"Aw, crud." Wally stated. "They escaped again."
"It's alright Numbuh 4." Rachael replied, helping Fanny up and slinging an arm over her shoulder for support. "We'll discuss your decommissioning once we get back to the tree house 254." She spat the last word.
Wally and Hoagie grabbed 254 and dragged her out, while Abby helped Nigel up with Kuki. He was still out cold, so they had some difficulty dragging him out to the spacecraft. They all entered in slowly, and 254 glanced at her failed plan once more before they took flight.
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By the time the team had reached the tree house, Nigel had woken from his painful sleep. Though, he couldn't quite remember how he had fallen asleep in the first place, and wanted to know why his head had a large lump on it. The others had merely giggled and told him nothing about it. Each member was treated for their injuries (if they had them), and Sector V kept a close watch upon Numbuh 254. Even though she was chained so difficultly, no one wanted to take any chances for her to easily escape them. Rachael came out from Abby's room sometime later, acting as a support for Fanny to come out.
"Shouldn't you be resting?" Nigel asked, raising an eyebrow as Rachael gently helped her sit down. Fanny shook her head arrogantly.
"I'll be fine, thank you very much." She glared at her former pilot. "I want to be here to hear what she has to say for herself."
"So, you better start talkin' coz we aint got all day." Abby folded her arms in a cold way.
Numbuh 254 looked around once to see Sector V, Numbuh 99, the twins, Rachael, 128, 129 and 130 all looking down in irritation. Fanny however, calmly sat on the couch and waited.
"You know, this was a perfect plan." Numbuh 254 started. "I was approached by Father not long ago. He gave me a very nice proposal, and of course I couldn't refuse it. I became his apprentice, and before I knew it, I was in control of the teenagers. You see, for this to work, Father needed to find the perfect Kids Next Door operative to disguise as and retrieve the blueprints. Of course he couldn't do it, and as Cree and Chad were too tall and built wrong to be a kid, they needed someone else. What better person to approach than me? I knew all about the Moon Base and their secrets, and I am a brilliant copycat. In a matter of days I'll be a teen myself, so why not join the other side now?"
"So you wormed your way into friendships and learnt everyone's secrets to find your perfect victim, right?" Nigel said with a hint of anger in his voice.
"Exactly. Many people seemed fit enough to be able to turn sides, but one girl stroked my interest…" She stared directly at Fanny, and continued to spill her heart out. "One who was antisocial, arrogant and selfish; she was perfect for manipulation. So, with the help of Cree, I copied Numbuh 86 right down to her cold nature. I was the perfect clone."
"But that doesn't explain how you could be yourself and her at the same time." Kuki added.
"That my friend was but a poor naïve kid acting as me." She replied snidely. "What? You think I'd be stupid enough to let you all figure it out?" She shook her head. "Only one of you had an idea that I was behind this, but she didn't rat me out.
The plan was simple; turn you all against the head of decommissioning, then I could take her away easily. Then, I knew 362 would come down for her little girlfriend, which meant our plan of destroying the Moon Base was almost complete. But because of a few annoyances, including you Sector V dorks, it failed."
"It failed because all villains do." Rachael replied softly. "And like all operatives turned against us, you'll have your decommissioning a few days early."
Numbuh 44 and 44 both grabbed the traitor forcefully, and dragged hr into the Moon Base spacecraft. The rest of the Moon Base team packed their things away and retreated to their posts in the ship. Sector V helped Fanny on, and once everyone was inside, they made their course for the Moon Base.
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Rachael stood by Sector V, watching as the twins dragged the victim into the decommissioning chamber. Fanny kept her gaze upon her, and her gun pointed on her.
"Let this be a lesson for you lassie." She said coldly. "No one ever messes with the Kids Next Door and gets away with it. And know this; the day you put on that teenager armour, will be the day I personally come down and kick your butt."
"And when that day comes precious, I'll be waiting." She replied evilly. "I will always remember you as the girl that ruined my life."
"If you ever remember that is."
Fanny turned and stood beside Abby, and watched as the one that she once called a friend, had her memory totally erased for good. Abby noticed the hurt in the girl's eyes, and quickly and unnoticeably held her hand. The light from the chamber subsided, and the soon-to-be teenager emerged, looking around in slight confusion. But when she caught the eye of the girl she had made the promise to remember her, she sent her a look that said 'I'll-be-back-for-you'. Abby noticed Fanny stiffened up, and rubbed up to her to make her calm down. She would've cuddled her, but she didn't want to make anything look obvious.
KNDKNDKNDKNDKNDKND
Sector V stood outside the spacecraft on Nigel's front lawn, bidding farewell to Numbuh's 99, 44 and 44. 99 hobbled up on his crotches; the twins right behind him in case he fell back. Rachael began to walk with Fanny, but stopped when she did.
"Go on, we've got time for goodbyes." Rachael smiled slightly, but sighed on the inside.
"Thank you sir." Fanny turned around, and shook Nigel's hand. "Thanks for everything you've done for us."
"No problem Numbuh 86, it was a pleasure joining you in this bizarre adventure." He smiled, and before Fanny could say anything, Kuki flung herself on her and cried.
"You're leaving us already? Why?" She squealed. Fanny rolled her eyes and once again pried her off.
"I need to go back, I'm head of decommissioning. Plus Numbuh 362 needs me on standby just in case anything happens. But it's not like I'm leaving forever."
"I guess so." Kuki hugged her once more, and all but Abby stood back a little. She smiled at Fanny, and both grasped each other in a tight embrace.
"I'm sorry this had to happen." Fanny said quietly. "I wish we could've spent more time together. But I guess that's what you get for being with the Kids Next Door."
"No problem baby." Abby replied. "We'll just wait for next time. Got anymore slumber parties planned anytime soon?"
Fanny giggled, and gave the girl an obvious peck on the cheek. "That could be arranged. And come visit us sometime."
"And you come visit us when you some time on your hands." Abby looked over to Rachael. "If that's ok with you however."
"I'm sure I could squeeze a holiday in her busy schedule." Rachael replied sarcastically. "We'd better go. But thank you again Sector V."
Abby and Fanny held each other tightly once more, and Abby gave her a peck on the lips before the superiors' departure. Fanny went a lovely shade of pink, and waved to everyone before meeting up with her boss.
Everyone looked at Wally as he began trying to believe what he had seen. "But I thought she…and Nigel…but Numbuh 86…and 362….but they…"
"It's ok baby, we know." Abby said with a wink. She turned to see the two superior operatives boarding the ship, and she could've swarn she saw Rachael touching Fanny in a flirtatious way on her backside.
Aw, she's gonna get it next time I see her. Abby thought jealously. It's war.
The End…or is it?
