Codename: Kids Next Door

operation

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

TWENTY-SEVEN

After a long time of arguing between the members of the council. Numbuh 74.239 called for a moment for the trial to resume and get back on track (if it ever was on track). This was the moment in which each council member could ask Nigel about his actions and about his disobeying orders. Nigel Uno wasn't nervous at all about the questioning though. He had heard about previous trials and knew that the questions asked, at first, would be basic ones. Numbuh 1 was a pretty good speaker, so he was well prepared for the first few sets of questions. However, THIS was a court-martial trial. This means that there wasn't a jury of peers. Only a jury of commanding officers and council members. Basically, the highest ranking members of the organization.

"Why did you disobey your commanding officer?" A council member asked as the questioning resumed.

"I believed that at the time, I was more capable of capturing the said operatives in question," Nigel responded; adding an air of flare.

"And the operatives that were in question were...Sector V?"

"Yes sir," 1 replied back quickly.

"Your former sector. The one you left? Is that correct?"

"Yes, sir."

The council members then began whispering to one another over their monitors. Actually, they were pretty bad at whispering considering every one of them were on monitors. So, Nigel could almost hear every word.

"What was your training like?" Numbuh 74.239 asked, even though he already knew the answer. "In the Galactic Kids Next Door I mean."

Nigel rolled his eyes. He knew very well what the training was like because he was the one who recruited him in the first place! Still, after shaking off his frustration, he had to answer the question.

"My training was the same as any other operative that is trained here. Once I joined, I was first put through basic training. The actions of that include physical tests, medical tests, orbital mechanics, space physiology, flight operations, and others. I then proceeded to go into advanced training where I was trained in simulation mockups, and on-the-job training," Numbuh 1 said making sure to tell every little detail. "After that, I was sent to intensive training where I went through flight specific integrated simulations and mission specific operational training."

74.239 smiled. Even though he was a council member, he had to admit that Numbuh 1 was the most capable operative he had ever encountered. However, he knew that the council was extremely biased against Numbuh 1 since day one just because he was from the planet Earth. In fact, the nearly everyone who worked for the organization couldn't stand Earth or its adult population. And any planet that they deemed unworthy were surely doomed.

"You've been with us only two years and you've already been assigned to a quadrant?"

"Yes, sir. Quadrant 3. I work with Numbuh 9L who-"

"DON'T INTERRUPT!" A council member yelled.

"Sorry sir," Nigel replied with his head down.

"I told you! He's one of the best operatives we have! Numbuh 1 is-" 74.239 tried to say in defense until he too was interrupted.

"So, you went through training quite quickly?"

"Yes sir," Nigel said confidently.

More whispering then commenced from the council members. All except from 74.239 who kept his mouth shut. He was a bit prejudiced against too just for the fact that he had spent so much time on Earth. After a little bit of whispering the council was interrupted by Chad.

"Why don't you tell him what you really plan to do?" Chad yelled still handcuffed.

Truthfully, Numbuh 1 had forgotten that he was back there. The council members then quieted down all except for one member who reprimanded the guards in the room.

"If you can't keep that prisoner quiet, then he'll have to be escorted out."

Chad let out a grunt of frustration. Nigel, however, thought it best to ignore him.

"So...you decided to capture your former friends eh? Thought it would be best if they were captured by you instead of NB476. Well, the real question that this council wants to know is who are you loyal to?"

Nigel Uno looked down at his feet. Suddenly, he felt his whole body grow cold. The question he had just been asked made him sick to his stomach for some reason. It was true that he had fought his former teammates, tried to capture them, and even be involved in a conspiracy/war with the Kids Next Door organization. Who was he loyal to? He knew the answer. He just didn't like it.

Sector V was still reeling from the fact that Rachel had told them that Numbuh 1 was the Galactic Kids Next Door's ultimate weapon. The fact that their best friend, well...former best friend was being used for immoral and questionable values. Abby looked at Rachel once more. She could tell that the operative looked physically drained from the previous fighting she had endured.

"You go to the med bay 362. You look like you could use some rest," Numbuh 5 said in a gentle voice.

"But Abby-"

"Believe me, you've told us all we need to know for now. Go rest up."

Rachel smiled a warm smile and began to walk out of the room. She was stopped by Numbuh 86 who began inquiring her about plans and what to do in the event of a massive catastrophe for whatever the GKND had planned. 362 pointed in Numbuh 5's direction.

"You need to ask her Fanny. She's the one in charge now, and you need to remember that," 362 said putting a hand on 86's shoulder.

Fanny looked over at Numbuh 5 and the other members of Sector V. Wally gave her a sarcastic eyebrow raise as if to say, "yeah...you gotta listen to her now." The operative walked over to Abby and the two shook hands. She then apologized for not taking Abby seriously about her being the new Supreme Leader. Abby took the apology in stride because she knew about the close bond between Fanny and Rachel. It would be hard to follow orders from someone you weren't as close to. Plus, 362 was an amazing leader. Abby at times felt like she didn't deserve the rank she had been given, but she her responsibilities to the organization and kids everywhere.

"Well...Cree said that the GKND is planning an attack. Which means we've got to be prepared for any-thang!" Numbuh 5 said; adding emphasis to the word anything.