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Operation: Prodigy.

Prologue: Operative-Numbuh 31

"Congratulations Jessy, I mean numbuh 31." his commanding officer said. He had been at the academy for six months now, and had finally been assigned a numbuh. He was excited about graduating, and as he sat in his freezing dorm of the academy being thanked by his c.o. and friend he couldn't help but think about what his first mission would be under the famous numbuh 14.

"Now I am warning you numbuh 31, sector V is one of the most celebrated sectors in the entire KND, and has the highest mission success rate. Along with the honor, you will receive a high amount of responsibility."

"I understand, thank you." he said smiling.

"Alright then, go, your going to miss your transport. When you get to moonbase there will be a minor briefing then you will wait for your pickup back to sector V. It will probably ne numbuh 26. He is the best pilot in the sector."

A boy walked through the sliding door. "Your late for your transport uhh," he flipped through a chart he was carrying "numbuh 31."

"Oh ok, he said standing, thank you." he said.

Twenty minutes later he was sitting in the back of a bus transport headed for moonbase. It was packed. Kids piled in and filled the seats. The trip was a half an hour flight. A transport was much longer then say a fighter ship or a p.t.d. (personal transportation device.) Mainly because of weight and the way the ships were built. In a T32 dual winged bomber it would be a five minute trip. He knew this because it was his favorite ship. And now that he was assigned to the most pristine sector in the organization he may have a chance.

The moonbase was a beehive. It thrived with kids running from floor to floor, office to office, desk to desk, delivering and receiving information. His first impression of the kids next door head quarters was a big one. He did as he was told and navigated to the front desk on the third floor and reported for briefing.

"Noobie eh? Two floors up there is a computer lab specifically for briefings. Pick one and put your numbuh and kid i.d. It should bring up your briefing."

He tried to thank the girl behind the desk but was cut off when she told him to move along. He was sitting at a computer and did as the woman said.

"Hello numbuh 31." it was the computers girly voice that caught him by surprise. "You have been assigned to sector V. You will be lead by numbuh 14." A chart appeared on the screen. It showed a picture of him.

Male. 11 years of age. Intelligence: above average. Speciality: hand to hand combat, tactical positioning, 2x4 weaponry including small arms and explosives.

His statistics were incredible. Just as good as they said he was. One other thing caught his eye. His first leader was numbuh 1. That wouldn't have been surprising except for the fact that all of sector V's members were initially recruited by numbuh 14. That meant that as soon as he gained control of sector V he recruited all new members. Numbuh 16, 17, 26, and now 31 served under him. He was surprised his own data was already in the computer.

"Numbuh 31?" A kid in a green hoody with spiked red hair asked from behind.

"Yah, that's me." he said tuning around. "Hey, your numbuh 16 huh?"

"Yep, now its time to go. Numbuh 26 was busy so I came instead. Its nice to meet you."

"You to."

He boarded another bus transport, only this time he was the only one besides numbuh 16.

"Can I ask you a question numbuh 16?"

"Shoot." he replied.

"Why did numbuh 14 recruit all new operatives when he got command of sector V?"

"He was the only one left in the sector. No one knows what exactly happened but at the time there were four members lead by numbuh 1. One day they get a routine mission, some extraction mission. No one really knows but all that's proven is that numbuh 14 was the only one left."

"Wow, that's pretty intense."

"Yah," numbuh 16 said, "but we don't really talk about it. Numbuh 14 isn't the most talkative kid."

He stood at the entrance of a room with a bed and bear walls. It was the third story of the tree house.

"Unload your stuff then come down and meet the guys. They should be here anytime now." numbuh 16 said before he left. Numbuh 31 put his bag by the foot of the bed. All his clothes were thick and heavy. He had lived at the academy for six months and the summer warmth shocked him left him with nothing to wear but the clothes he had on. He heard a loud rumble and looked out his window. A large ship hovered next to the open dock of the tree house, then slowly pulled in. He left his room and headed toward the living area.

Three kids walked through the sliding door. The one to the left was a girl with long brown hair. The one to the right was a boy with a beany on. And the one in the center was a boy who wore black sunglasses, and who's black hair hung over his eyes. Numbuh 16 joined them and asked for a damage report. Numbuh 31 realized he was looking at the best in the business. He was looking at Sector V.