Chapter Uno, yes pun intended

Classical music is playing in the backdrop, the room we currently find ourselves in is a rather posh restaurant. White gloves servers, fine wine served to accompany the food that was ordered by the guests. A rather pleasant evening for everyone unaware of the goings on currently happening a few floors up, "Someone big get in my way!" A muffled yell sounded from the ceiling, causing the attendees to look up in puzzlement.

The ceiling shook several times, causing the chandelier to shake and bits of plaster from said ceiling to fall. Most of the folks took to moving away from the center of the area, believing something might give and fall. A smart move indeed as not to soon later the ceiling caved in along with a yelling teen that landed onto one of the dining tables.

I raised my hand up, a bit scuffed up from fighting my current foe. "Waiter, dinner for two, reservation under 'Mr. Uno." I worked out through my teeth as I rolled off the broken table I was on and stood up to shake off the bits of ceiling off of me.

Brushing myself off, and checking around the place, I was glad to see most of the guests had left. Less civilians the better to let myself loose, cliche yes but I can not think of anything else to better describe my situation.

"It is time to reel you in maggot, I got a nice set of boots and floors to clean with your name on it." A voice yelled out with a tone you'd expect in the military, or even boot camp. It's more on the latter seeing as how the man that spoke came from Sargent Pain Academy.

I turned to face the man, and gave him a wry smile. "Sorry sir, but I have no plans on enlisting in the army nor into boot camp." He stomped over to me and grabbed my shirt, pulling me up to his eye level. "Do you have direct permission from my father to drag me off?" I asked of him with a smirk, it did not matter the answer, I just enjoyed sassing off the adult Villains in this world.

Vains bulged out on Sargent Pain's face, and grew red in the face, "I don't need permission to put your ass into the ringer you miserable, no good teenager, waste of space" he yelled at me, spittle flying into my face.

Well I'm so done with this conversation then, with all the fury I had in me I gripped onto the Sargent's arm that held me up and unleash my fire onto him. With a Yelp of pain coming from the sarge, wuss, I barely burned you, he released me and waved his burning arm around in an attempt to put out the fire. With his attention off of me, I took my opening and ran around behind him. Acting as fast as I could, I wrapped my arms around his mid section and perform a suplex with sarge.

I broke the table behind us in this wrestling move, but I wasn't done just yet. With another table within reach, I scrambled onto the top of it. I jumped off the table and aimed my elbow to slam into the sarges stomach, the man yelled in pain before passing out.

I hate these type of Villains, they can dish it but they can not eat it. With my scuffle over with one of the many adult Villains out there, I headed out with a light limp in my step. Gonna have that looked at back at the Teen base, I hope everyone there is fairing well.

It was not long after fighting Sargent pain, I had managed to make it to my Teen-mobile hidden away within the lower layer depths of a parking garage with time to spare for the day. Keying the ignition and revving up the engine, the vehicle roared to life and with the press on the gas it launch out from the garage and into the sky, it is times like this that I enjoy the craziness of this world.

The vehicle was practically a motorcycle you would get out from Grand Theft Auto only with a touch of flavor from how this world works, riding said vehicle has quite the cathartic on my nerves after having to fight through a building. They did not call the Sargent, Pain, for no reason, the man pile drived me through three stories. Checking my teeth for anything, I was quite glad I did not find a missing tooth or anything chipped.

Pretty sure I will lose a tooth or something one of these days, but that thought can continue for another time. Time had flew by, as I had come up onto one of the teen bases. Inputting my code in for entry into my bike, I was allowed entry into what could only be described as an abandoned factory from the outside. The garage nearest was opened, and I breathed a sigh of relief as I could relax for a bit with the others.

The garage was buzzing with activity, teens either working on their own vehicles, prepping up for their own missions, or just getting ready to leave for home. I recieved a few nods as I exited the bike of mine, a few of the teens ran up to take the bike to maintenance. "The handles have a little play in them, might wanna look into that." I told them.

The leading mechanic of the teens saluted me, "Sure thing boss, we will have it looked at." I gave a nod back "thanks." I responded before heading into the control room. I needed to debrief to Cree, assuming she got back before me from her own mission. I may be one of the big honchos around here, but I made sure to spread out the leadership for worse case scenarios. I could not do all the leading myself after all, and Cree along with Chad definitely help out immensely.

My dad has yet figured out my rebellion, much less Cree's as my double agent. It will all be out in the open soon though, just need a little more time and a few more Soon to be teens from the KND. No need to forget your childhood and stop fighting Adult Villains, we need all the help we can get. If I am right about the timeline, then I only have at least four, five at most, years left before the GKND come knocking on this world. In worst case scenario, I only have two years left. I have been building and building my power base with haste, but it never feels enough

When it comes down to it, it really will be an us vs them and the world needs to be united. I let out a chuckle as I reach the designated room I was heading for, I think I will stop worrying too much for now. Cree was indeed within the room, and was conversing with Stacey. It looked like they had just finished their own conversation, as Stacey had left with a briefcase under her arms. She gave me a passing wave, which I returned before walking over to Cree.

Cree began leaning over a holo-map of the city, looking to be in deep thought. I had sat on one of the chairs that was placed around said holo-map, letting out a relax sigh. "Tough day?" Cree ask while still looking at the map, I crack led my neck and stretched my arms out before rolling one of my shoulders.

"Tough would be one of the words I would use, was put through the ringer by The Sarge." I answered with a grimace of mild pain, the fight still lingering in my mind. "Managed to suplex Sarge through a table though, so there is that." I smiled wryly at Cree.

Cree laughed, "Oh heck, I would have paid to see that." She exclaimed before sombering up and sitting on a chair near her. "What was the Intel you managed to steal from the Sarges computer?"

I leaned foward with a contemplative look, "Unlawfully held teens, all put to the mud and scrubbing of toilets, the Academy is located not to far." I answered while pulling out a thumb drive, and slid it over to her. "Tomorrow is the weekend, so this gives the whole Teen Rebellion time to prepare and help save those teens."

Cree took the thumb drive and smiled, "Got it, go rest up, I am sure you will need it." She instructed before heading out through the door. After the doors were closed, I let out a painful sigh and rubbed my face. "It never damn ends with this stupid world." I muttered before glaring out through my fingers, "You better watch out Father, the time of Adult villainy is ending." I rubbed my face once more and got up to leave the room for a shower, I freaking stink to high hell.

"And the time needs to come sooner more than later." I mutter out once against to myself before leaving the room, the automatic door opening and closing leaving the room empty till the next time it is in need of use.

Interlude, Come on, try and think at the bigger picture here.

I think the best part about growing up under Father, is learning to put up a facade and act my heart out. I do not know how those master schemers do it, but I tip my hat off to them. I grew up behaving and listening to my dad, eating my brussel sprouts and doing my homework. What, don't look at me like that, fried brussel sprouts when cooked right tasted awesome!

Anyways, back on track, living as the first born son to Father is not all bad when said son has already grew out of his child years in his first life. So imagine to my dad's enjoyment that he has a model son that is unlike the 'snot nosed KND brats' he always rants on about in his study. Dad, I will love you like my first dad, but kids will always be kids, cliche I know but my point stands.

The KND has offered to rescue me once, but I vehemently refused. I knew what they did with teens, and only selected a few for the teens next door. Even if I was one of those few, I had already set my mind on my own path. Watching the KND show was one thing, being in it was another, especially as an actual child of Benedict Uno and not just some delightfulized kid of his. Cough *DKFDTL* cough

He threatened to put me in there once , but not in a threatening manner. I'm sure you can imagine what I mean, like an adult would threaten their child if they miss behave they'll get coal from Santa. I merely smiled at Father, and gave my best act of a behaving child. "I will always be your best son, Dad!" I beamed my smile at him.

My response at that time must have hit somewhere in him, cause he never gave that threat again. Inner fist pump of acting successfully, well almost acting cause I was being a bit truthful of being the best.

I think I went on a tangent... oh yeah the KND. It was after my refusal that they looked at me in a threatening manner, they looked worried and afterwards I think put myself on a list... that almost sounds awesome the way I worded that. As I grew up under Father's parentage, he began bringing me alongside him in his many endeavors of Adult villainy. Showing me the ropes he'd word it, and myself putting up the facade of an ever diligent and listening son of his.

Oh, I did get detained here and there by the KND, thinking they can 'save' the son from 'Father'. I never needed saving, nor did I ask for them. They would pester me, (read interrogate) but I give them the same answer, no on all fronts. It was when I became a teen when things got violent.

KND's attitude towards teens was not the best, nor the worst. But their view of me definitely changed, believing I'd be the next villain like my father. Oh I will be that villain, just not what they would expect.

Meeting up with Cree after her escape from decommissioning was the moment I prepared for. if I wanted to start somewhere with fixing this world, it had to start with growing my own power base. Now, I did not know when Cree would escape, but it did help when she came up to me asking to have a word with my father.

We went to the same class, but rarely interacted with each other. I am sure most of that has to do with her mindset of loyalty to the KND, and me the son of their arch enemy. Stuff changes I guess when your faced with the very notion that the very organization you work for, would not hesitate to erase your memory of your favorite childhood years.

I had just turned 13 at the time, and Cree was reaching her 'Teen' birthday soon. I had to strike while the iron was hot, and offer up a position under me while still working under Father. I needed a defacto vice leader, and Cree certainly fits the bill with what I remember from the show.

Cree scoffed at me as we rode our bikes towards my dad's mansion, "What, trying to get out from 'daddy's' shadow and be the next big bad?" She teased at me.

I gave Cree a sideways look, before taking my eyes back onto the road, "I'll answer you with a question of my own, why is the world like this?" I asked her in a serious tone.

Cree gave me a confused look before giving me a glare, "what is that supposed to mean? The heck if I know." She retorted

I simply smiled, "Why is there Adult Villains, why are there teenage villains, why does no one take a breather and think for once?" I answered back, I looked back at her looking about to open her mouth but I continue with my tirade.

"Are you not tired with this status quo Cree?" I shot at her with a glare, "The adult villains run rampant, the KND mind wipes their operatives when they turn thirteen, and the teens are no better being stuck in the between." I ranted at her

Cree frown and clicks her teeth in annoyance, "And I'll be a teen soon, get to your point " she muttered softly.

The sun looked to be about setting, basking our backs of the sun's twilight hour. "Think, Cree, Think. Look at the bigger picture, the bigger picture that this world does not seem right. The ongoing battle between the KND and adult Villains." I pointed out at her, she looked to be understanding my words enough so I continued.

"Aging is a part of our lives, let the kids have their fun. We all have been there, our childhood years are gone, but that does not mean we have to ruin other childhood years just cause we no longer have one." I spoke with a heated tone.

Cree looked to be stewing over my words before saying something, "And what, you got some huge plan for all this?" She asked in a sceptical tone.

"Rome was not built in a day, I need to start somewhere and now is that time." I answered back.

An amused grin formed on her face, "you know, I had you pegged wrong. I did not think there was a rebellious child under Father. "

I cracked a grin of my own, "The dutiful son is just one facade I've been hiding while living with my dad, I hope you have your own set of acting skills as well."

Cree merely gave me an inquisitive look, "I'll need a double agent after all, vice leader" I answered her inquisitive look, "I've seen my dad's files on certain individuals within the KND, you have a rather glowing resume."

Cree hmphed with a wry smile, "striking while the iron is hot eh? Butter me up and all that?"

I merely smiled, but then hardened my gaze as we approached my dad's mansion. "I want to make an actual difference, not just for kids but for the teens and the world, will you join me?" I asked

Cree smiled with a jovial tone "Well you gotta start somewhere, and it sounds fun." Her smiled turned to a wild grin, "Consider me onboard this crazy train of yours."

Chapter two, The Blitzkrieg on Sargent Pain's Acadamy

I paced the aircraft the teens and I prepped inside of, as the view outside of the aircraft's windows showed nothing but clouds. We had sent in a mass of fifty, give or take, teens to bum rush the academy and disable the Anti-air defenses the Academy had. Said teens did not go in empty neither, the vehicles they used could be practically labeled as tanks.

We had managed to procure ten bulldozers, and with the help of the mechanics, well let's go over the details for the hell of it. I still have five minutes till touch down.

Fortifying the driver's cab with concrete and metal to protect the driver, the boys in the shop added an extra cab on the back to house an extra few seats for a few more teens to sit inside. Leaving the front the way it is to help balance the vehicle, they added stun lasers from cattle prods ... cranked up to "Eleventy fold...their words not mine.

If that was enough, then sorry, they still kept going. Rockets on top propelled by the science lab's concoction, of which I am pretty sure would break any normal laws of physics. Freakin mustard heated up and stuffed in them as fuel... freaking what?

Nos attached on the back, giving the bulldozers a boost for ramming speed on reinforced walls, good bye logic out the window. Pretty sure at this point there would be a meme from Archer, would apply here.

The aircraft shook signifying our descent, looks like the teens on the ground managed to complete their part of the mission. I looked over to the prepped up teens, whom looked back at me with determined looks. "Alright, let us show no fear, no retreat, we are in this to end this miserable world and right the wrongs on children and teens alike!" I announced through the interior of the airship.

I got a choruse of ayes and yes sirs, with a nod I placed my helmet on, covering my face especially. I grabbed the horn and announced myself, "Let us return with victory on our backs, and faces filled with a sense of accomplishment. FOR THE REBELLION!" I yelled into the mic.

I got an earful from the craft I was in repeating the last line, along with a faint echo from outside in the other air crafts.

Nothing about this world is right, but that does not mean i have to accept it. I refuse, and that is why I am here now, fighting alongside my fellow teens for a better world, and better tomorrow.

The Helmet I had on muffled some of the laser blasters going off through the battle, mud filled mortars landing nearby to pick off the teens charging the Academy. Some of the mortars were missing, but every now and then a teen would either get caught in the radius or even hit by a mud ball flying down. It may be mud, but it is still a condensed ball of dirt that will sting with that sort of velocity.

We shot off our own weapons in retaliation, ultra heated ghost pepper lasers that we took pot shots on any enemies we could get a good aim on through in the blitzkrieg.

I glance to my left and right, Cree and Chad leading the charge of their own squads not too far from my position. I had to hastily look foward, not wanting to get caught unaware of the fight in front of me.

The adult Villains manning the Academy didn't seem to end, but I could see fear in their eyes as more teens kept coming in. An almost never ending pour of teens landing in, flying through the sky in the aircrafts combating the Academy's own airforce. I suppose with an actual purpose and reason to fight, any teen would wanna throw down in this battle.

Taking an aim at an adult Villain manning a turret that flung jock straps... ew dude, just fucking ew, and they were freaking used too. I aimed my weapon steadily as best as I could in my sprint, and shot the villain down from the turret. That gave us room to charge in safely into the holdings, the rescue of the Teens and children a top priority for the ground unit I was in along with Cree's And Chad's own unit.

My action must have lit something within the teens charging into the base the base, as everyone had let out their own warcry and ran full speed with their weapons on auto blast thus keeping the Adult Villains pinned down from the weapon fire. I could faintly hear the T-dozers in the background, honking their own horns periodically and releasing their rockets onto the Villains armory.

I did not notice till now, but I began to hear my own breathing from under my helmet. This battle must be taking more out of me than I thought, but could not waver now, not here, not ever.

With the holding block in sight, I took out any remaining Villains in front of me along with the help of my own squad. There was three holdings, Cree and Chad were to deal with the other two with their squads. I charged and shoulder check the door off of the hinges, said door flew into the Sargent whom was in the midst of dressing down the teens and kids within the holding block I broke into.

They all look relieved, but I did not have time to talk much. So had to be quick, "The Rebellion is taking out this Academy, get your butts out and into the awaiting aircraft outside." I hollered over the loud battle happening outside the cell. It did not take much after that, as everyone had rushed out with looks of fatigue and joyful freedom to escape the Academy. I marched up to the unconscious sargent and kicked him in the knee for good measure, before leaving the building and witnessing the teens and children airlifted out to safety.

I looked over to my squad's communications teen, "Status on Cree and Chad?" I yelled over the cacophony of the battle going on.

"Sir, all green, the captives are saved and the payload is on its' way for insertion." The teen yelled over. Said payload was a bomb of ten tons of mustard, mayo and sriracha all packed into a one teen carriable form. That object from earlier Sally had under her arms was part of what made the bomb, now it was going to be released on this damn academy.

Chatter could be heard over the teen's mic, "Sir, Sargent Pain is back and causing the teens in charge of the bomb at the drop site to be delayed." I nod at my squad, "Very well then, let's go help give Sarge a parting gift." Receiving a choruse of sir, we charged off to assist the teens.

I do not know why Sargent pain was so easy the first time I fought him, cause now he has been pulling out all the stops. I suppose he was not taking me seriously the first time. We were tossed and kicked through walls and windows, but we kept getting back on our feet and charging back in. The man looked roidded up now, Sarge looked like he could pick up one of the T-dozers and throw it a few yards.

I suppose that is the reason I had no trouble the first time, he was holding back. With a jump over the broken window frame, Sarge turned towards me with a face so red he looked on the verge of bursting his own head off, and went into a sprint. It was short lived however as a fucalade of tazor rounds shot onto his back, it continued till he was naught but a smoking crisp but still twitching.

Falling onto his face and giving me a view who done the deed, Chad stood from one of the collapsed walls holding up a smoking cannon of a T-dozer taser laser. "Not to late for the send off gift am I ?" He asked with a well deserved smirk

I leaned back onto a nearby wall, "Chad, you son of a gun." I chuckled in mirth.

"Heard you came here to help face Sarge, but knew you might need and extra hand." Chad retorted before looking to the Teens resuming their work on the bomb. "Time frame for the count down?" He asked.

The teens in question finished up and the sound of a timer could be heard, "ten minutes in counting." They responded before leaving with a salute.

Chad put a hand to the side of his head, before looking to me. "Comms are green, everyone has already begun leaving." He spoke to me after listening on to his head piece

The sound of an aircraft landing outside was heard, letting us begin our exit and leave with a blast of a present. We wordlessly headed to our extraction, and entered the aircraft with the help of the teens on board pulling us onto the boarding part of the vehicle.

The aircraft lifted off after the last teen was extracted, and with a stray shot from the enemies here and there, we safely left to get out of range of the bomb in time.

Every teen wordlessly sat in the hold of the aircraft, swigging down a bottle of water or just conking out to rest after a stressful battle. Chad and I sat in the center of a built in bench, with Chad simply dumping a whole water bottle on his head, freeing his face of sweat from wearing his helmit.

We shared a look and smiled, before chuckling. A loud boom and a silhouette of a mushroom cloud formed out of the concoctions that made it. We both looked out of the back window, along with a few other teens.

"This is only the beginning." I simply stated.

From the corner of my eye, I saw a frown form on his face. "I know, and it's only uphill from here." He stated with a determined look.

I nodded once before collapsing onto the floor from the bench, "Wake me when we reach homebase, I need a damn shower." I got a round of laughter from the teens listening in, and smiled. Content to know I have people to fight shoulder to shoulder with.

Chapter Three, Remembering my own Romance Dawn

The ride back to homebase was quiet, most teens resting. Chad in particular excusing himself and laying on a built in sofa. Do not ask me how was built in. I, myself, stayed on the floor, pondering my life that led up to all this. Sure, it was almost too easy with acting the ever Dutiful son, well mostly. I did study for real after all, a second chance to improve in math never hurt anyone.

I pondered how the world's Teens have change over the years, going from antagonistic towards children to caring at least little bit. Especially those with younger siblings. Sure, the teen ninjas are still antagonistic towards the KND but its needed as a facade to infiltrate the Adult Villains.

Thinking back how I started out with Cree, I suppose change only needed someone to nudge them in the right way. When the Teens were recruited, I made it clear that I wanted loyalty to the Rebellion's cause, Not to me; Well maybe some loyalty to me, but ultimately loyalty to the Rebellion. Maybe my speech helped along the way, either way I wanted these teens to fight for a cause greater than myself.

I needed a cause greater than myself, you can defeat the person but you can not defeat an idea, you can not simply defeat a cause worth fighting for. I glanced over to the window of the aircraft, clouds of the twilight sky zooming by in the distance. I think it was the summer after Cree joined me, that the Rebellion really started. Not with a fight or freeing of innocent children, but with a gathering of Teens sick of how the world was ran and worked.

-A few years ago, age 13-

"Nice location Cree!" I exclaimed as we walked though an abandoned warehouse, "I owe you."

Cree shrugged with her arms cross, she smirked. "Nah, I owe you for assisting me escape decommissioning, this makes us even." She rebuked

I laughed shortly, "fair enough." Walking up to one of the pillars, nothing seeming to be in disrepair, "This will be where it all starts." I turned to Cree with a determined look, before smiling at seeing a few more Teens arrive.

Cree noticed a few familiar faces, two being Steve and Stacey, the others I did not yet know the names of. "So we are really doing this." Cree stated more than asked, Steve snapping his fingers at Cree

"The Steve tires of those adult Villains too, the Steve was invited by the Big man's son himself. Had to come st-"

"Stop with the third person speak please, you are not as cool as you think you are doing that." Cree bemoaned while pinching the bridge of her nose.

Steve looked around to the other teens, whom agreed without argument. He shrugged, "I had to come and see it myself, ironic that Fathers Dutiful son would rebel."

I walked over to the teens with an amused look, "Its a front I'm sure you all can understand, why rebel openly when I can bide my time then rebel at the right time?"

Steve snapped his fingers at me, "I like the way you think." He responded with a smirk.

Stacey toured herself around before crinkling her noise a bit, "The place is a bit dirty, but nothing a bit of work can fix that." She mused

Cree rolled her eyes, "Get over yourself Stacey, this place has been abandoned for years. Of course it is going to be dirty and out of shape." Pulling out her phone after her rebuke, keying in a few numbers a dial tone rung before the sound of heavy metal being worked on could be heard through the phone.

Holding the phone away from her ear till the person on the other side stopped to listen, "The ware house is a go, you can drag your mech boys over." A garbled noise sounded from her phone before it went to a dial tone, she gave me a thumbs up.

I clapped my hands and rubbed them together, "Pizza to celebrate everyone?" I asked everyone, and got a cheer from it.

-Present-

My musing was cut off as we landed into the landing bay of the Warehouse, and hand was offered in front of me. I looked to the owner of it, Chad, and hefted myself up with his help. I muttered a thanks before we exited the aircraft, the landing Bay abuzz with airships and Mech boys working with enthusiasm.

I looked over to an airship that had just landing, its occupants having Cree as one of them. I grinned at her and gave her a two finger salute, she responded in kind before we all headed in to get cleaned. Everyone stank to high hell, "Heard pizza is being served in the mess hall." Someone uttered.

"With pop?" Another teen asked, "Stolen fresh from fizzy pop." Someone said from nearby.

After that it was a rush to get done washing and crowd into the mess hall for pizza and pop. Cree, Chad, and I all shared a rather fierce look. "Race ya!" Cree announced after getting a head start.

It is times like this I can enjoy the small things in life, "Save some pizza for me at least." I hollered as I ran to catch up.

Interlude, Revelation and a family secret

You ever question your own existence, to ponder your very own lot in life? I am pretty sure one can imagine enough thoughts that ran through My cousin's head once he found he was related to Father, much less me and to a lesser extent the Delightful Kids From Down The Lane. ... look, I came home after it all went down with Sector Z becoming what they are as now, I did not know what time frame it happened so ease off; Do not be putting that evil on me.

A projection was popped up, showing a child of a certain Enemy of the KND, "The target's name is William Uno." A pointed look was sent from the KND drill instructor to Nigel, whom reeled back from shock. It is not every day you find out you have a cousin in Nigel's situation I suppose, so I can not fault him for it.

The instructor continued in his Villain analysis, most notably the KND's top of the list danger and potential danger to look out for. "After several attempts of rescuing Said child of our Arch enemy, all of which have been declined, we have deemed to put him on the watch list as potential enemy." The boy exclaimed with a fierce look. "That will be all for this session, be sure to stop by the mess hall for lunch. I hear our operatives managed to steal quite the haul of icecream from the icecream men. Dismissed" he yelled.

It did not take long for the kids to scramble out of the room, and stampede their way to the mess hall. Nigel on the other hand stayed rooted in his spot, still reeling from the revelation about a cousin he never knew about much less a cousin that made him related to their Arch Enemy by proxy.

Before the instructor left the room, he glanced back at Nigel. "You wouldn't be the first operative to be related to an enemy, just some small tid bit I will give out for you." He said before leaving entirely.

Nigel would be having some words with his dad, once he got home, and hopefully his old man would answer. His father could be rather a bumbling fool a lot of times, but he trusted his dad to take some things serious for once. Asking about his extended family will be one of those times, and he hoped he would get a good answer.

William's POV

I did not think I would find myself facing down Nigel so soon, much less before even any of the events in season one to occur. Then again, I am pretty sure it was bound to happen since I am sure I'm on the KND's watch list.

Nigel had stood on his spot to glare at me, with his fist clenched. "I do not understand, why?" He asked from me, as we stood outside Clementine Prep school, the kind of school most kids would hate and fear. Puhleese, there is worse things to fear in life, but that is just me I suppose.

My school hours had just ended, and I suppose Nigel has been staking out some of my Routines. I leaned foward towards him, whom barely backed away with nary a fright. "You ask why, but the answer could be anything." I stood back to my spot, and raised an eyebrow at him. "You have stalked outside this school, I can only assume why but did not think you would be bold enough to walk up to me in broad daylight.

I smirked at him, causing him to glare in reaction, "Ease off there Cuz, meet me at the library in town, section W slash Z if you really want some answers." I responded with a wave as I left the front of the school.

"So what, so I can fall into a trap of yours?" Nigel retorted with skepticism in his tone, and I do not blame him for his caution.

"Whether you go there or not, I will still be there to study up on my math." I waved back at him, which I am sure left him speechless. Who ever hears of a child, much less a preteen going to the library in this world to study?

We find ourselves at the library not long after in the designated section, which I have to applaud of the selection the place offers. The library is quite massive, and I am talking massive by my first world's standards, but I am not gonna complain on that.

I chose those section in particular, as it had the least amount of traffic, far from prying ears of anyone and eyes as well. I do not intend to drag Nigel into my own plans till I know the time is right.

Said cousin of mine is sitting across from me, crossing his arms in mild impatience. "You need to learn to relax every once in a while Nigel." I said, looking up from my math book.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, he scratched his bald head with annoyance. "Well I am here, mind explaining now?" He asked of me

"What, the question of why?" I asked with mirth, shaking my head I'm amusement. "Why I do not rebel agaisnt my father? Why I refused to be saved by the KND? Why you never knew about your extended family till now?" I fired off a few questions, I held up my finger to let him know to allow me to continue talking.

"I can easily answer the last one. Your father and my father have a rather tense relationship, or rather my Dad has a rather petty outlook towards Uncle Monty." I leaned forward , with a impish smile towards Nigel. "Wanna hear all the times he has whined and pouted about Uncle Monty being the favorite?" I asked of him.

That must have broken the ice, cause it led to Nigel chuckling a bit. "Maybe some other time, for some dirt on Father." He replied before returning to his serious look.

I wagged my finger at him, "Just be sure to say you did not hear it from me." I stressed out to him, Nigel gave me a sound of affirmation. "Now for the other two, that's going to be a rather long conversation. You willing to stick around for and hour or so?" I asked of him.

Nigel shrugged, "have an hour before i have to report back to my base, lay it on." He responded back

Leaning back, I nod and carefully watched my wording. Watching Nigel's reaction, and keeping most plans to my chest till later into the years onward. I do not know how far he would be loyal to the KND, I just hope not to the GKND as an extension.

Chapter four, A teen to fight shoulder to shoulder with

Today's battle was a major win, but it left us all needing to get a break and heal any nasty wounds left over from the battle. Pretty sure the KND were shocked to find they did not need to rescue the kids, we did afterall rescue everyone regardless of age. A fact of saving everyone from Adult villainy I drilled into the Teen's Rebellion, if we do not save the kids at least then no one is saved.

Father was none the wiser once I arrived home, leaving my long absence from home as studying in the library. An alibi I have been making my whole second life, and I have proof of it being half truthful cause I have gone there many times. Dad had gone there in my earlier childhood years, dropping me off and making sure I was not lying. After years of constant trips to the library, Father had stopped needing to take me there himself to check I was not lying.

It pays to work on your alibi for years, and it pays in dividends with the lies and facade I have built up in front of him. Eat your hearts out drama clubs, you ain't got shit on me.

My trip home was met with nary a problem, but my entrance into Father's mansion was met with silence. I did not need to stress that I did notice a hole in the wall, chalking it up to the Kids being thrown back home, or blasted, or even launched after their attempts of Taking down Sector V. But seeing an ice cream truck inside the place, and dad on the floor covered in ice cream... shit, the time frame looks to be smaller than I had thought. I am now just seeing the end of season one, so I suppose I must have just Missed Nigel and his friends' battle.

It was probably for the best I was not involved neither, I did not need too much hostility from them at the moment. I walked over to the coat rack near the front door, and grabbed one of Father's many coats. "Tough day dad?" I asked him as I walked back over to the shivering mess that is my father under all that icecream, the Kids though gave me pointed glares.

"Where were you?" They asked of me, believing I should be in trouble for this mess. "We could have used your help with the Kids next door, and father would not be in this mess!." They glowered at me.

"Le-le-leave your brother b-b-be, he was studying at the l-l-librarrry." Father shivered through his words, with my own understanding of his particular weakness. His powers were not the only thing I inherited, but I made sure to always bring a heavy coat for those missions in the cold regions. It helps, but a weakness is a weakness and that is why I depend on my fellow teens on those missions.

With the Kids' argument ended on my absence, I pulled my Father out from the mess of icecream, and assisted him with putting on his coat I bought him for his birthday a few years back. Dad glared at the children, "I want you in your rooms, we will talk of your failure once I warm up and call for you." He commanded through a shivering tone, getting a 'yes father' before they shuffled off. I helped ease his arm around my shoulder and helped walk into his study with his fireplace.

The trip was met with silence as we walked though the halls, not needing words to passing between us at the moment. It was when we reach his study, that he offered his thanks as I assisted him sitting on his cushy chair. That coldness must have took more out of him than I thought, see that is why prepare for the cold. For a regular person, I am sure you know how cold feels depending on the range of temperature. The effects are worse for Dad and Me, a kryptonite if you would.

"How are your study's for the upcoming school year William?" Father asked through a less bit of a shivering tone, the warm and cozy temperature working their magic for him.

I smiled warmly at him, "Rather well, Next years Intro into physics hopefully will give me less trouble than calculus did last year." I responding rather truthful to him, and to myself as well. Math, Thy arch nemesis from Thy first life, I shall Triumph over Thee, for Thy name is William Cumberbatch Uno! ... sorry, got a little carried away there.

Father patted my shoulder, "Glad to hear it." He spoke before leaning back with a relaxed sigh, "Send the kids to my study when you pass by their room." Dad asked rather than demanded, I gave him a nod before leaving. Heading to said part of the mansion before resuming my trek to my own room to relax and wake up for another day of Adult Villainy to fight.

-Next day-
-location, Boss's Highway interchange of big bucks mcbucks- (do not freakin ask me of why of the name.)

They say Villainy never ends, I will defend who ever said that to my last breath. I thought the following day would be less hectic, no, had to jinx it and now I am in the midst of some crazy chase that was vital to getting our hands on some coffee. You thought that episode about coffee was just some malarkey? No, coffee in this work is pretty much a shot of an adrenaline rush without major downsides, with only needing to keep the flow going and prepare your mind for the speed you will be going on foot.

Currently the Team, consisting of Cree, Chad, Chuckie, Steve, Stacey, and I, were chasing a convoy of eleventy kajillion mega litters of Coffee. (Again I can not stress enough, not my words, the intel's) Riding Our Teen-road-dominators to chase down said Semi and its convey, everything was going smoothly till Sector V showed up of all KND operatives. I am not done there either, Wallabee had the bright idea of leaping from the Sector's own flying bus into the Semitruck driver's open window and cause it to swerve and crash along with the convoy.

That is where I find myself right now, in mid air and feeling everything in slow motion. Sector V's own flying bus crashing into one of the convoy vehicles, after hearing Numbuh three, Kookee I think her name was, screaming she wanted to fly. Cree and Chad having to jump off from their bikes after the tires popped from on of the KND's tire poppers, leaping over one of the other convoy vehicles to avoid getting their faces planted into metal.

Chuckie and Steve were catapulted from their own bikes after pulling on the front brakes too fast, and Stacey was sent Careening off to the side from a stray car door sent flying off of its hinges. Me, I was too flabbergasted of the sudden event and crashed into a civilian car, leaving me in the situation right now. Pondering in the trick of the mind slow motion that is myself hurtling through the air, thinking back on a phrase I think I may be paraphrasing. No plan goes off without a slight hitch.

Whelp here I thought this day would just be a simple battle against Adult Villainy, nope, Murphy is an asshole. It was supposed to be a simple chase, grab, and secure a supply of coffee. Gosh freaking damn it.

Chapter Five, The day KND stood still.

William's age at the time, 14

The view is of Earth, the cradle of Humanity and Children of the KND. The view of both day and night is visible with the Moonbase just to the side in this wide angle shot, all was peaceful in radio chatter between Command and Earth's sectors.

A plume of a particular sort of bomb, that would be used years later on Sargent Pain's Academy, erupted on a known well defended base in Italy.

*Teen movements detected*
Krkrk* Sector I to command, Kirkrk reading activety of Teens near [Redacted]

A plume Erupted in The United Kingdom area where an Adult Villain was hording Fish and Chips

*Teen movement detected*
Krkkks Sector U to krrrkks we are reading [Redacted]

Several plumes could be seen forming in Russia on a known Ice cream men home bases.

*Teen movement detected*
*Teen movement detected*
*Teen movement detected*

Sector Kyrkrk R to command, we are getting readings of teens handing out free Icecream

Several dozen plumes could be seen on North and South America in the Night sky, all directed on Bases belonging to Villains and their supply bases.

*Teen- *crash* We are getting too many reports all over the world" Chad's voice could be heard over the comms for all the sectors "what is going on down there." He was heard over the comms down to Earth

*Sector T to High command*
Reporting, we are getting Teen activety all over the place

*Sector Y to High command*
Violent actions against teens is iladvised

*Sector V to Y*
What do you mean iladvised, Teens are our enemy.

several more plumes erupted within and around Africa, knocking out several Coffee rigs in the ocean.

*Sector AF to Sector V*
Gonna have to agree with Sector Y, we are getting readings of several important coffee rigs getting taken down by Teens.

*Sector R to Sector V*
Free icecream! Party ! Icecream party! Party , ice cream party!

A few well placed plumes formed in China and Japan

*Sector C to *Sector J to...*

Kkrkkek, High command to all sectors, we are getting to many pings of Teen activety.

*Sector -crash- No more pings, we need to hold and wait for any-

Several plumes erupted in the middle east

*Sector* *sector* sector*

*There are too many teens attacking fortified Adult Villain bases*
*We need orders for our situation sir*
*Readings of Teens wrecking shop at [Redacted]
*High command, orders!*

Antarctica-
A few T-Dozers were raining down a fucalade of their artillery on Mr Freezee's base, known location that held many of the Icecream men's arsenal. A battalion of teens were charging into the main base holding many captive Kids and Teens slaving on make icecream.

Canada-
A prototype of what would later become Battle Mech W.O.L. stomped through a factory churning out syrup at the expense of Children and Teens, with said captives being airlifted out from the warpath of the Prototype W.O.L.

Spain-
Stadiums, that were holding caffeinated out of their minds parents, across the country were crumbling from several T-dozers bulldozing them over and teens rescuing the parents from the Illegal sport.

Germany-
[Redacted]

France-
A rather large base of operations that churned out escargot, Its' use by a picilular villain that force fed children as punishment, was blown to the sky from an explosion that rained a deluge of California reaper sauce.

Alaska-
Dozens of Coffee pipelines erupted, with the sound of T-Dozers in the background honking their horn periodically and letting off their rounds on coffee manufacturing bases.

Chad and the rest of the KND operatives within moonbase could only look up towards Earth, fights and battles lighting up all over on known Adult Villain places. Most bases the KND have had years and years trouble trying to storm and take out. The comms never ceased, as Teens all over Earth fought on the planet.

Chad could not think of what to do in his situation, he may be the top dog but this was all unprecedented. This was not how the world works, teen were supposed to be their enemies but now all over Earth they were getting readings of Teens taking out well guarded bases.

He could not understand, Chad desperately tried to think of an order but nothing could come to mind. Even as the comms kept pouring in of Reports, Teens doing this and that, Chad could only stare towards the Earth and he was not alone. The operatives behind him stared up at the Earth, Not a word leaving their mouths as they witnessed and Heard through the comms an Event to go down in Infamy.

The Kids Next Door dubbed the day as the Teen Rebellion, A phrase William used ironically on the very same day to rally his fellow Teens to begin their attacks on Adult Villainy across the globe.

It was the day The Kids Next Door stood still, not knowing how to react to such a sudden event. And how could they, every current kid has grown up to see Teens and Adults as enemies. Never in anyone's years would they expect for Teens to Rally against Adult Villainy.

Chad pressed onto the comms that went out to all sectors, "High command to all sectors, stand down unless The teens come your way. I REPEAT, stand down." He released the button and stood back to view the earth.

One of the operatives turned towards him, "sir?"

Chad held his hand up for him to stop, "this is an unprecedented event, even I do not know what needs to be done other than stand back."

The operative gave a nod before looking back at Earth, "kind cool though, you know, all of the hard to hit bases getting taken out."

"Yeah, I suppose so" one of the other operatives answered.