Codename: Kids Next Door
operation:
g.a.l.a.c.t.i.c.
TWENTY-TWO
Author's Note: If you guys have any ideas, let me know.
Numbuh 1 stood outside the door to the Grand Council of the GKND. It was only a matter of time before he would be put on trial for his insubordination. So many thoughts raced through his head. What on Earth would he say in order to defend himself? He couldn't lie to them; so I guess it was for the best if he started with the truth. And the truth was...he couldn't let his friends be tortured. He just couldn't. They were a part of him. A part of his life. A part of his heart.
The security operatives released their grip on his arms. After all, he couldn't go anywhere. Not with the energy cuffs on him. Suddenly, Nigel noticed Numbuh Infinity walk by them. He was about to call out to him until Infinity stopped and stared straight at him.
"Nigel...I'm afraid I won't be able to attend your court-martial. It seems I am needed elsewhere, however, Numbuh 74.239 will be there via the transmitter."
"Where...where are you going?" Nigel said; the sound of fear in his voice showing. "You're one of the only ones that actually believes in me!"
"That is not true Nigel. We ALL believe in you. This organization believes in you," Infinity said putting a hand on Numbuh 1's shoulder. "Remember that."
With those last two words, Numbuh Infinity walked down the corridor and out of sight. Nigel looked down at his GKND communicator watch that still rested on his wrist. He remembered the first day it was given to him. After being recruited, Numbuh 9L had given it to him after his basic training had been completed. Training. No amount of training could have prepared him for this. Betraying his friends. Attempting to capture them. Who was he? Nigel began thinking. Maybe Wally way right. Maybe I don't deserve the title of Numbuh 1 anymore.
Suddenly, he was snapped out of his sad thoughts by the sound of the steel door opening in front of him.
"In you go," one of the security officers said.
Nigel felt the officer shove him into the room. It was pitch black inside until a yellow spotlight came on and illuminated him. The energy cuffs suddenly dissipated; leaving him standing there alone in the cold dark room. A strange electronic voice came over the loudspeaker.
"NiGeL UnO. Under Article 10, it states that you are hereby allocated a speedy trial for your insubordinate actions. Of Article 10, you are given these rights..."
-You have the right to be informed of the charges against you.
-You have the right to remain silent.
-You have the right to a defense. Do you wish us to allow you an operative administrator of defense?"
Nigel shook his head. He had decided long ago in his cell that he was going to defend...himself.
Numbuhs 3 and 4 were still shocked by the fact that someone called Numbuh Vine had contacted them.
"If you're a Galactic Kids Next Door operative, I've got to get Numbuh 5!" Wally said about to leave the S.C.A.M.P.E.R.
"No!" Numbuh Vine yelled stopping him. "What I'm about to tell you is crucial information!"
Suddenly, a strangely shaped shadow appeared on the monitor. Wally and Kuki squinted their eyes to try and make out exactly who they were talking to. Then, a loud sound occurred. Numbuh 4 then realized that Numbuh Vine was faxing them information straight from the Galactic Kids Next Door itself. Quickly, he grabbed the paper from the faxer. He was ready to read whatever info Vine had given them. However, the paper was covered in weird symbols. The same weird symbols that were faxed to the KND with the cryptic warning.
"What is this crud?" Wally said as Kuki took the slip of paper from him. "Hey!"
"This information had to be encrypted. It is our only hope!" Numbuh Vine said growing angry.
"Well how are we supposed to understand all those weird alien numbers?!" Kuki responded; also a little miffed.
"Yeah, we never studied CANADIAN in school," Wally said adding emphasis to the word "Canadian."
The strange shadow then turned into an even stranger shadow. Now, Numbuhs 3 and 4 could make out that the person or thing they were talking to had long tentacles.
"They're not Canadian you Earth dope! That's the galactic standard based numerical system," Numbuh Vine said showing the two the symbols as if she was teaching them. "It combines the pictographic treatments of galactic ancient based-"
Numbuh Vine's voice went into static again. What happened next shocked Wally and Kuki to their cores. The tentacle-like creature suddenly morphed into what looked like Lizzie DeVine.
"Now my human disguise is acting up!"
WHAT HAD JUST HAPPENED! WHO WAS THIS NUMBUH VINE REALLY? AND JUST WHY IN THE HECK DID SHE APPEAR TO LOOK LIKE LIZZIE! Numbuhs 3 and 4 were so flabberghasted until Wally finally said something.
"She looked better with tentacles," he whispered to Numbuh 3.
"I HEARD THAT!" the Lizzie-look alike yelled.
Back on the bridge, Abby was busy going over planned strategies with Numbuhs 86 and 362. They knew that if they planned on attacking that they had to be smart about it. Even though she wanted more than anything to just go barging in, Abby knew that she couldn't do that. While the operatives at work were laying out the possible groundwork for a full frontal assault, Abby looked out into the deep reaches of space. Her thoughts thought back to Numbuh 1. He himself how now been captured...and for what? Not only that, but she was also confused as to why some of the teens were working with the GKND. No wonder Maurice had tried to warn her so many times about a so-called splinter cell. THAT splinter cell was the Galactic Kids Next Door. The Nefarious, Reckless, Immoral, Crazed Galactic Kids Next Door. Nigel had been captured by them, but for some reason, it seemed that his allegiance to them still hadn't wavered. And that was something she just couldn't understand.