Author Note: I will never celebrate suicide, its a serious issue that needs to be handled respectfully. So please take this as a story idea and nothing else.
I do not own KND.
Enjoy!
"Are you, Numbuh 1?" Said Abigail Lincoln.
They shouldn't be doing this.
All five kids had surrounding the room with oil and sitting innocently on a wooden table was a box of matches.
If there was another way, they would have done so already.
The organisation Kids Next Door was a nightmare.
In their world, the organisation had lured them in with its coolness and promises to help kids.
However, when they were registered that's when the organisation true face shone.
They were then told that when they turned 13, the memory's will be wiped clean so nothing they did mattered and the organisation would basically own them until then.
They could try to run, but the KND had their DNA so it was impossible for them not to be tracked down and if they dared hinder the progress of new recruits, they would be sent to the detention centre where they would be held until they turned 13 and they would be 'magically' found in their parent's eyes.
If they told their parents, the organisation will be coming for them too.
Everything they did they was watched, and anything cool they experienced they would forget.
Abigail knew the organisation had gotten to her sister, they slept in the same house, how hard was it to erase how evil the KND actually was from her sister mind?
But they couldn't erase the hatred from her sister, not completely anyway which was why she joined the teen ninjas.
Now everybody was mere months away from turning 13 and everybody was terrified.
They did not want a huge chunk of them ripped out of them.
They couldn't run and they couldn't tell anybody.
They were trapped.
This was the only way to continue being themselves.
They all silently agreed that they would rather die than lose those memories and be discarded like trash.
Under terrible conditions they had actually formed a bond, they had cried and comfortable each other in their fear.
They were so tightly controlled that they were willing to die because their lives hadn't been their own for a long time.
Nigel nodded and grabbed the box, he opened it up and lit a match, then with tears in their eyes he tossed it in the air and it came down on the oil on the floor.
The oil caught fire and it blazed, it roared in their ears.
However, the roaring didn't last long because the flame quickly triggered Numbuh 2 explosives.
Boom!
The explosions could be seen from a mile away.
They were later found by their hamsters and then the KND, who called the police after they had removed the bodies so that no adult could search the treehouse.
Kids suicide wasn't anything unusual for the KND unfortunately,
But the journey wasn't over for Sector V.
Far from it.
#In the space between Life and Deaf#
The spirits of Sector V found themselves in complete darkness when suddenly a spotlight shone on all of them.
Then they heard. "Judging now."
And dozens of small screens showed up in the darkness, each one showing everything they had done in their short lifetime, everything good and bad.
Slowly each of their spotlights turned green until all of them turned green.
"You all qualify," said the voice.
"Qualify for what?" Said Nigel.
"You Qualify for an organisation called Angel," said the voice stunning them all. "Angel, is a organisation made up of children souls who help the world of the living, whether its adult, child, baby or teenager. We improve their lives, we do not seek to destroy a person life unless they are beyond saving"
All five of them were shocked.
"And the alternative?" Said Wallabee Beetles.
"You all committed suicide. You go straight to hell where you will suffer for eternity" said the voice.
Hearing that, all of them said. "Angel me up!/ Do we get vacation days?/ I want to be an Angel/ I'm cool with being an Angel/ I'm fine with it"
Seeing them all in agreement, the voice said. "Welcome to Angel"
Then the darkness opened to show bright golden light which made golden all cover their eyes until it became bearable.
Opening their eyes they saw the darkness had gone and in its place was a launchpad underneath their feet and an open world we're clouds, wings, kids and technology collided.
"Woah," all of them said, gobsmacked.
The pad began to move to more stable round.
"Welcome to Angel. An organisation of souls who help the world of the living" said an angelic voice.
They began to walk and saw that they weren't the only ones shocked by this.
Suddenly they heard "Sector V?"
They turned around to find an adult with black hair and a green sweater.
Seeing their surprise, the man said. "Oh, right"
He de-transformed into a kid before their very eyes.
"Sorry, my main living persona is a full-grown man and when you've been here for so long, you tend to forget about appearances." said the kid. "You guys are clearly new. Let me give your new living main identity"
And suddenly the scenery changed around them and they saw that they were in an office and the kid turned around and they saw angel wings coming out of it.
"Oh, these wings?" Said the kid, noticing their staring. "You get them when you collect a certain amount of good deed points."
He sat down and said. "Now onto your identity's"
Then he dropped a bombshell on them.
"Each and everyone one of you will go undercover as a teenager," said the kid.
"What?" All of them said, looking horrified.
"Boy, they really did a number on your guys, huh?" said the kid, looking disappointed. "Why becoming Teenagers was chosen was because there is a higher chance of being recruited by the Teen Ninjas and Father. Plus, as an operative, you can only change our ages and gender. Those who can change their face are the very top operatives that are the closest to heaven."
Everybody stared at him.
"Don't worry" said the kid. "You all will be sent to Spirit Star High School. A school that was opened up so operatives can disappear without causing alarm. It also has two dorm buildings on campus. To the world of the living, the school is a rich high school that caters to students from overseas. An introduction to American life. As students attending it, there will be no questions about your identity. You'll also be getting an allowance, to keep up the notion your rich high schoolers"
And hearing allowance, this suddenly wasn't that bad.
"However you will be expected to get to class and maybe join clubs since you have to keep up appearances," said the kid. "You'll be assigned missions every once in a while, you might be doing it alone, in a pair or group. Good look"
And then they all began to shine.
When they came to, they yelled at the sight of each other.
Gone were the kids, now they were all taller, thinner, their hair was longer.
They looked like teenagers.
They were dressed as teenagers and...
Nigel's hands went to his head.
"I have hair!" He said, all the impurity's had left his soul so his awesome brown hair was back.
No blady here.
Nigel was in tears, everybody either hugged him or congratulated him on his hair.
They all knew how devastating it had been for him to lose it, he couldn't even turn down that mission even if he turned back time.
Then he noticed he didn't need his shades anymore, but he still kept the shades because they were cool.
They also noticed that Wallibee had grown normal height as well.
Once they get used to the deeper voice and their new heights.
They noticed the pile of bags around the room, each pile had a picture of them on it with their new names and ages.
Apparently, all of them was meant to be 16 years old, Cree Lincolns age which was creepy.
Such a big leap in age and all of them were attractive, most likely to sell that they were rich enough to prevent spots or pimples.
"Well, I'm looking forward to seeing my room," said Abigail. "Bye"
And then she and Kuki left the room to go to find their rooms, the girl's dorm was actually opposite this doom, separated by a huge walkway.
The three boys soon split until there was only Nigel left because this his room.
And what a nice room it was, it was spacious, it had a tv, had a desk, had a chair and an attached bathroom.
And he had hair.
But more importantly, he had hair.
When they were all settled in, they ordered pizza and ate it in Nigel room, only to find that they didn't enjoy eating like they did previously.
"Wow, like ash," said Hoagie, the most affected.
"Well, we are dead. Dead people don't eat" said Nigel.
And then suddenly all of them were silent as it finally hit home that they had killed themselves, that they had truly left their families behind, all to escape the KND.
Yes, escape.
They were now a lot freer now.
But they couldn't help but wonder if this new organisation was hiding its true face as well.
Money, clothes, a place to stay and helping people.
They had been screwed too hard before, so of course, they were sceptical.
"Well, I'm done," said Abigail. "I want to have a look around campus and find the places I have classes for the week. Anybody coming with me?"
They all agreed even Hoagie who had tears in his eyes from not being able to enjoy his Pizza anymore.
They spent hours walking around Campus and exploring.
It was really interesting to know that all the teenagers and adults they saw were really kids in disguise.
Once they were done, they turned in for the night and realised sleep for them was just not being able to move but they could hear everything.
Surely, this would lessen over time though.
All six of them woke up to an alarm clock going off in the room, they stopped it and we're confused on where they were until they remembered what happened yesterday.
However, they were quickly introduced to the joy of not having to share a bathroom and being allowed to watch early tv on a school day.
Class didn't start until 10 which was so beautiful to see on a paper.
When they did head to class, all of them had 'Teenage 101', a class designed to help them at least act like teenagers.
The boys and the girls were split into different rooms, both Abigail and Kuki found that they had class together and sat beside each other while the boys were in separate rooms.
They waited and a child turned woman came in, she had that child-like gleam in her eyes despite her appearance.
"Hello, girls," she said, smiling at them. "Welcome to Teenage 101, a class designed to help you understand what teenagers go through and fake it."
Wow, so nice. All the girls thought.
"Now before we begin," she said. "I'll like to tell inform you that we do have photographers coming in, who work for a clothing magazine. So if you have style, you can appear in it and be seen by teens all around the world"
Ooh.
There was excitement.
"Now moving on," she said, "I will now hand you all a Therapy Rainbow monkey. You're going to need it"
All the girls blinked before a lot of them cheered, the staff came in and gave them all a Therapy Rainbow Monkey regardless of their wishes.
Once everybody had one, she unleashed where babies actually came from on their child minds.
She unleashed how the body changes for both genders and what is typical for a healthy teenager to keep the changes somewhat contained.
The Therapy Rainbow Monkey indeed helped soften the revelation.
When they left, they had deodorant and spray in their bags, but everybody looked traumatised, especially the guys.
Then both genders let it rip.
"Oh, my God!" They all said, what did they just learn!?
Everybody began freaking out.
If they had remained alive, they would have learned this eventually, unless their parents said no, then they would learn it in their later adult years when they try to have a child.
A couple of the staff laughed at the freaking out children turned teenagers.
Hearing the newbies reacting to Teenage 101 was always hilarious.
And scene!