Codename: Kids Next Door

operation:

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

TWENTY

Numbuh 1 fell to the ground hard as he was thrown in the cell. He rubbed his head and turned around ready to fight his attackers. However, the iron bars shut in his face. He couldn't believe that the Galactic Kids Next Door had captured him. Him! One of the top galactic level operatives from Earth! Still, he knew Numbuh Infinity rather well. Maybe he could convince him to let him go.

"You can't do this to me. Numbuh Infinity, you've got to listen to me," Nigel said.

"I know why you did what you did Nigel Uno. But going against orders led to probable cause for your court-martial."

Nigel looked down forlorn. He had gone against orders before, but never had he been thrown in prison like this. Numbuh Infinity looked up at the depressed operative. Nigel could tell he had a look of, for some reason, confidence in his eyes.

"Your court martial trial will take place tomorrow at sixteen-hundred hours. You will be brought before the Grand Council of the Galactic Kids Next Door to discuss things further," he said before walking away.

"Trial?" Nigel said still looking through the prison bars. He had more questions, but Numbuh Infinity had already made his way out of the prison.

Numbuh 9L appeared in front of Nigel looking sad. She desperately wished she could help him out.

"9L, you've got to help me."

"I'm afraid I can't do that Nigel. The council's been wanting to talk to you for a while."

Numbuh 1 rubbed his eyes.

"You should get some rest. Sleep. Relax."

How in the world was he supposed to relax? Worried about the trial, Nigel's heart was racing. What were they going to say to him? Still, a small nap might do him some good. 9L smiled and began walking away from the prison cell. Nigel called out to her to stop her momentarily.

"Wait 9L! You stopped 476 from capturing my friends. I just wanted to say...thanks."

9L turned around and smiled.

"You're welcome. Now, get some rest."

With a little relief, Nigel turned around and sat down on the mattress. It was true that he was very drowsy. He closed his eyes and let the drowsiness take hold of him. Suddenly, he found himself at the tree house. He was dressed up in his galactic uniform (the first one he wore when he told his teammates goodbye). The tree house was filled with a gloomy fog. It was as if the place had been pulled straight out of a horror movie.

"Hello, is anyone here," he called out.

The tree house was empty and no one answered him. It had an eerie feeling of loneliness, the same feeling he felt when he was all alone on the GKND base. Staring out into the dark regions of space. After looking around, he noticed the podium in the room; the same one he had stood behind so many times for mission debriefings. Nigel walked up to the podium with the "1" insignia across the front. He then stood behind it and placed his hands on it.

"Greetings fellow Kids Next Door," he said in a low whisper to himself. "Today's mission is an important one."

Then he smiled. They were the words he spoke all those years ago during Operation No P in the Ool. Everything seemed so much simpler back them. Now, things were so much more complicated.

"Nigel Uno..." a strange voice called out.

"Yes? Who's there?"

Who would be here with him? Nigel walked over to the entrance door and down the hallway. The voice kept repeating his name over and over again...in a very eerie way.

"Show yourself!" Numbuh 1 yelled growing frustrated.

"The decision is yours," the voice said.

"What decision? What's going on?"

Suddenly, Numbuh 1 saw a giant flash of light. He then saw his home planet of Earth. It looked so peaceful until it abruptly exploded. Blew up! Right in front of him! Nigel then let out a scream and woke up from the nightmare with a start. He slowly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took in his surroundings. Unfortunately, it hadn't all been a dream. He was still stuck in the cold and lonely prison cell waiting to be put on trial for his insubordination.

Back at the convention center, the children were still attempting to clean up the damage that had been left by the teens. After being told to abandon something called "Plan X," the teens had fled leaving the kids next door operatives with questions, bruises, and a huge mess of debris to clean up. Numbuh 362 then informed 86 about the mysterious coordinates she had left behind. 11. 23. 07. X, Y, and Z coordinates for the location of the GKND base. She then explained the whole ordeal of Patton's, Numbuh 60's, capture. Fanny was not only shocked but a little embarrassed that she couldn't figure out the fact that the clue was actually relatively easy to decipher. Coordinates of a location.

"So we know where their headquarters are. So what? They probably have us out-gunned and out-matched," Fanny said looking down.

"It's like Rachel said Numbuh 86...we've got an army to mobilize," Abby said confidently. "And Numbuh 5 believes that we may be out-gunned, out-matched, and out-weaponized, but we are the Kids Next Door guys! We can do this! Now are you guys ready?"

Fanny and the other operatives looked at Abby and smiled. Could they really defeat the Galactic Kids Next Door? I mean it was a long shot. Could they pull it off?

"I'm ready!" Wally said.

"Me too!" Hoagie said.

"Me three!" Kuki said.

Abby smiled at her teammates. Even though Numbuh 1 had decided to betray them. At least, she still had the loyal three from Sector V.

"All right! 5,!" Abby said.

"4."

"3."

"2."

"Numbuh 1," a prison guard said to Nigel while holding a clipboard. "We are almost ready for you."

Author's Note: Hey guys! I was supposed to be updating this on Mondays and Fridays. I'm sorry that this update was late and if there are anymore delays in the future. I'm running out of ideas and plot outline, so if you have any ideas please REVIEW or PM! :)