Codename: Kids Next Door

operation:

g.a.l.a.c.t.i.c.

TWELVE

Author's Note: Guys. I want to apologize for taking so long to update this story. It's just...I have been really sick and something's not working right with my colon. So if any of you out there are the praying type, please pray for me! I'm hurting, scared, and tired. I have an extremely good support system by my side to help me get through this. Prayers are needed. Thank you.

Second Note: Also, I apologize if this chapter is all over the place. I'm still ill so there's probably a lot of typos.

As Nigel Uno's ship once again landed onto Earth, he knew the risks he was taking. He had come to Earth in order to capture his friends and Numbuh 362 without any orders from the GKND. If his friends were to be captured, he wanted to capture them himself. In his mind, it would be better for them to be captured by him rather than Numbuh NB476. This time he departed his ship, he no longer had the communication device in his ear; that way the organization couldn't figure out what he was up to. However, Nigel knew that each operative of the GKND could be easily traced. He climbed out of his space pod and beheld a familiar sight. The old treehouse. The KND treehouse. The treehouse where he and his friends had spent some of their best times together before he had to go away. Seeing the grand clubhouse almost brought a tear to his eye until he remembered that he had a job to do.

As he walked up to the treehouse, a pit grew in his stomach. Here he was: Nigel Uno, a friend. And he would have to come and basically apprehend his former teammates. When the door to the treehouse opened, Nigel felt the pit in his stomach grow even larger. He was trembling and shaking as he walked down the long hallway. Memories began to flood back into his mind. The numerous mission briefings that he and the team would attend. The late-night video game tournaments. And even the many times the treehouse had been invaded by adults.

"Hello is anyone here," Nigel asked; his voice breaking.

To his surprise, no one answered. The treehouse was extremely quiet. Too quiet in fact. Numbuh 3 and 4's voice should be rattling the whole place. Numbuh 2's 2x4 tech inventing should be making quite a bit of racket. And Numbuh 5...well she was usually quiet anyway. The once beloved treehouse seemed like nothing but an empty shell. Finally, Nigel couldn't take it any longer. His laser weapon dropped to the ground and he collapsed on the floor in tears.

"I don't know if I can do this...I know I have to...but it's...it's...," Nigel said to himself in between sobs.

"It's you guys...And if you're not here, then where are you?"

Back at the underground pilot base, Numbuhs 5 and 362 were trying to figure out just what to do about the GKND.

"Surely, someone must know that we've gone missing," Abby said to Rachel.

"Correct Numbuh 5. And that someone is Fanny. I left a clue behind," she stated.

"A clue! A clue to what!" Wally said still angry that Ace was flirting with Kuki.

Numbuh 362 looked around before she revealed what she was about to say. She then proceeded to bring everyone into a group huddle. As everyone awaited with bated breath, she then stated the mysterious clue she had left behind.

"11...23...07. The Galactic Kids Next Door is Real."

Sector V was confused.

"And just what in the crud does that mean?" Wally said loudly.

"Coordinates!" Hoagie yelled out suddenly. He then covered his mouth and began whispering. "X, Y, and Z coordinates. They will reveal a location."

"Exactly Numbuh 2 and the coordinates are a location to-"

"Numbuh 5! There's a message for you," a KND pilot said running up to the group. The group looked and one another and realized that Rachel would have to finish explaining later. They then followed the pilot to another room within the base. Inside there was a console with a large screen and many buttons. Apparently, someone had reached out to them through video call. And that someone was Maurice. Once Abby saw his face on the screen, she immediately ushered everyone out of the room.

"You guys...I'll have to take this one on my own," he said.

"Oooo! Wanna talk to your boyfriend?" Numbuh 3 said while Numbuhs 2 and 4 laughed.

"GET OUT! All of you!" Abby yelled one last time. This got everyone's attention to leave.

As soon as everyone had left the room, she turned her attention to Maurice.

"How'd you find out I was here?"

"I'm a Teens Next Door operative. It wasn't hard," Maurice said with a wink.

"Well mister macho, what's up?"

"Abby, listen to me. The teens are planning another battle against the Kids Next Door. But this time it's worse. Much worse. Do you still have the files I gave you?" Maurice said referencing the journal of notes he gave her. (Back in Ch. 5)

"Yeah I got em' Maurice. But how's that supposed to help?"

"That journal is more than just notes. It's everything I've compiled about their plans. This battle is going to be a big one Abby, and not just between the KND, teens, and adults, but also-"

Suddenly, the video call went dead and the connection had been cut off.

"Maurice? Maurice!" Abby said worriedly.

That had been the last straw. Abagail Lincoln was fed up. She was tired of all the secrecy, the lies, the plans, and most importantly...the Galactic Kids Next Door. She knew what she had to do. She kicked open the doors and walked out into the base once more.

"ALL RIGHT EVERYBODY! I know you guys are just pilots. Some of you are with the Kids Next Door, and some of you aren't. Some of you are pilots, airmen, delivery carriers, and flyboys. You know what we have in common? We're kids. All of us are kids. It don't matter the age, the race, or the gender. All in all...we're kids. And we have someone who wants to threaten us..."

Sector V and 362 were listening intently to her speech. Once Abby stopped she looked at Rachel and saw her mouth the word..."DON'T."

"The Galactic Kids Next Door. An organization that has captured one of our own. Has followed us and tried to capture us as well. We barely escaped with our lives and I'm sure it won't take long for them to find us again. We must do the only logical thing...and that's to stick together. Who's with us?"

The room had gone deathly silent. An awkward calm had overtaken the room, and pilots looked at each other. Suddenly, Ace broke the silence with the sound of applause. Pretty soon the entire base roared and echoed with thousands of hands clapping in rhythm. A sense of calm came over Abby. Pilots then began standing up and pledging their allegiance not just to the Kids Next Door, but to kids everywhere.

Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed. Also, I made a trailer for this fanfic on YouTube if you would like to check it out! The link is below:

watch?v=X-vv9wm3ldY

You'll have to type Youtube .com (slash) first and then the link above.