Chapter 16, An uneventful visit at Cree's
It Is safe to say Dad was not happy when he arrived home, but at the same time he seemed to expect a little damage. So for the rest of that week, the Delightful children were punished with no Villain activities or leaving the house. I vaguely recall hearing some smacking that night, and I did not need to think about it much to know what their other punishment was. Me on the other hand, I was given a slap on the wrist with heavy yard work.
Hey, in Father's defense, that punishment was light for a teenager. Could have been worse, and I know the damage was not my fault but I was supposed to look after the place. You do not reward a failed duty with passiveness, I am just glad he did not ground me or something appropriate for a teenager. What, you thought I would rebel that much? I can still relay orders from my room after all, do need to keep up appearances after all till the awaited day.
With the Birthday bash within a few days, I reminisced on the week that had passed. Receiving reports from various cells around the world showed a rather disconcerting view, Cree had fought some Yetis (not surprisingly those exist here) and fought and Ice cream men made mech. Chad's CloudBurner division and Stacey's Artillery division each having their own successes, I was curious about the Artillery though. Howitzers shooting paintballs? That must have been a sight to see.
With all that had happened with the Teens, I wanted to pay Cree a visit at her house. I gave her a heads up though a call, and was given the go as she had a few reports to hand over. It is where I find myself now, inside a kitchen and listening to discount Cosby. Do not even bother to say anything, you know, I know, we all know, but the show was aired in the early two thousands. Let's just move on, well as best as I could while waiting for Cree to come back down from her room.
Mr. Lincoln sure liked to babble on and on, I did not even need to put in any words for the man to keep talking. I was given a brief reprieve by the sound of a loud aircraft landing outside, and sure enough Nigel along with Hoagie came bursting through the door.
Nigel was the first to begin with his questioning "Where is.., oh… hey William." He greeted amidst his hostile interrogation.
I was laying my head down to weather my ears getting talked off, only to lift my head up to greet them. "Hey Nigel." I wearily said with a smile, "Are you here for your friend?" I asked with a smarmy look.
I was saved from Mr. Lincoln's attention, as he went to greet the two kids. Bless small miracles.
As the events of that day began to play out, Cree's entrance into the kitchen was not any different from the show save giving me a greeting. While she is my mole for spying on Father, it was rather grating when we had to figure out how to get Abigail to be Cree's confidante. I did not want Cree to just play double agent for the Teens, but I needed her to slip some info to her Sister seeing as how they lived in the same house. Would that make her a triple agent? A thought for another time.
Remember that day when we attempted to hijack the coffee convoy, I believe I need to stress that she had a voice distortion face mask to keep her identity a secret within the Teen's Rebellion. That goes for the other moles within the Teen Ninjas under Father's employ, you can not have moles if their faces are seen when they were in operations for the Rebellion after all.
Terrible segue aside, getting Abigail's trust was like pulling teeth out, I tried my own reasoning to her but I suppose after telling her to mull it over on helping was assisted by Cree having a sister to sister talk that night. I suppose there is still some love between those siblings, and now I have another foothold in the Kids Next Door other than Nigel.
Once the affairs of that episode played out, I awaited within the Living room courtesy of Mr. Lincoln offer to wait for Cree there. I did not need to wait any longer as she entered the living room with a few folders under her arm.
Tossing said folders onto the coffee table across from me, Cree plopped onto the chair directly across from me. "This week has been rather tiresome, I'll be glad once I can pull out from this charade as a mole for your dad." She griped with a tired look.
Taking the folder to open it and skim through it, "That report about Yetis and a knock off W.O.L. was rather concerning, makes me wonder if the Adult Villains have any more bases like that." I said while skimming through the articles, a caramel bomb the size of a car, the fuck?
Putting down the reports to look back at Cree again, she gave me a shrug. "If there are, we will need to start with our heavy hitters instead of small teams."
I had to agree on that, "Perhaps send in the CloudBurners for those situations." That would definitely knock out those bases if you team up the Artillery division with the CloudBurners, probably should put a pin on that and see if those two can cooperate.
Letting out a sigh, Cree gave me a grin. "Only a few days left, are you excited? Cause I am so ready to drop this mole business." she snarked out.
Letting out a snort through my nose, "I think we all are." I responded before getting up from the seat I was on, "Don't forget to pass on the info to your sister once the coast is clear." I added before leaving through the door.
Cree waved me off, "yeah yeah." She smirked before getting up to stretch, "cya"
I gave a nod before shutting the door behind me, with the folders under my arm I approached the moped of mine to store them in one of the bags on the side. With a key in the ignition and a start up, I zoomed off back home to read up on paperwork and by the weight of the folders it was going to be a long night.
Interlude, Chad's Resignation
A three months ago, before Chad's birthday...
KND Moon Base...
Rachel McKenzie, also known as Numbuh 362, is aware of Numbuh 274's birthday getting closer and closer. Though in all honesty, she's more aware of Numbuh 274's gradual shift in attitude, especially towards certain divisions in KND like Numbuh 74.239's R&D Department than with the fact that he's about to become 13. She didn't know why he suddenly acted very suspicious towards KND itself but it may have been due to his meeting with the... former kid of interest who is now a potential teen threat.
It all started years ago when they had been observing William Uno, Father's son who had reached his thirteenth birthday. Before the birthday, 274 got into contact with William in an undisclosed area where they can't see or hear what they were talking about. 274 brought back an important information on that day about what Father was planning on doing on the next Birthday Party for the Delightful Dorks but at the same time, she noticed that there was some doubt in the eyes of 274. At first, she thought this was him being surprised about William helping them fight against Adult Tyranny but as time passes, she noticed how careful he's been getting, going over operative files that always reach him and had been very guarded whenever he talks with the eggheads.
It also did not help that she heard 274 recently muttered how compromised KND was to himself in places he thought he was alone. 362 tried to check if that was the case but she didn't find anything. However, she couldn't help but think that 274 knew something that they did not know about regarding a security breach of sort. She'll have to investigate upon it and maybe talk to 274 about it before he gets decommissioned.
"All KND operatives. Report to the KND Stadium. The Soopreme Commander is going to make an important announcement today." the speakers blared out, causing Operatives in KND to nod, shrug their shoulders and head to their vehicles to hear what 274 is going to say.
362 also shrugged her own shoulders. She hopes that this announcement would also reveal 274's weird activities but she can only hope.
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The next day...
Tag.
They all played the game of tag and the last person that is IT becomes the Soopreme Commander.
She ended up becoming a Soopreme Commander when someone tagged her at the last minute. It was infuriating but she lost, so she'll have to suck it up and become the Soopreme Commander as per KND protocol.
274 pulled a fast one on them and during the chaos of it all, 274 disappeared and she did not get an opportunity to even ask anything about what was it that's bothering their former Soopreme Commander. As she looked into the former belongings of 274 on her new office desk, she noticed a letter that was at the bottom of the drawers of his desk. It was addressed to the next Soopreme Commander who will get a hold of it, signed by 274 himself and written in invisible ink. She held it up in a light for a few minutes and the letters started to appear in it.
She began to read the letter and the contents shocked her.
To the next Soopreme Commander,
I'm sorry that you ended up becoming the Soopreme Commander and that you are going to be taken off from doing cool stuff as a field operative. I also apologize if I started this mess and left without a word but I have a good reason to do so.
KND is compromised.
I don't know who or how it happened but I've been looking into what is happening in KND, checking on operatives who might be a part of something like a splinter cell of sort. I've been approached by this splinter cell in the past and tried to recruit me but I declined it. They've been looking at my activities ever since then and I know that they already know that I've been watching them for a while.
They had been planning on decommissioning me before my birthday under false documents and did everything to make sure I don't know anything about them. However, I was able to keep them at bay and forced them to either lay low or it's a mutual destruction for the both of us. Of course when all that failed, they're going to wait until the day I turn 13 and use my birthday as an excuse to remove what I know about them and the things they did to KND.
By the way, you guys might receive a birthday invite from my folks in the future. Sorry about the trouble they caused earlier by the way. They can be a bit smothering but they're not that bad once you get to know them.
Anyway, I can't tell you what I know right now until I find a way to tell it without them catching on. I'm not going to go against you guys and I'll be joining the Teen's Rebellion. Just because I turned 13 doesn't mean I'm going to think about hurting you guys. It's just that I can't stop them as a KND operative at this point and I need to find another way to fight them and keep them from starting something bigger than what we've ever seen.
If you plan on looking into the splinter cell, whatever you do, do not tip them off that you know anything about them. They will try to decommission that memory away from you and I lost sleep just to keep them from trying to pull one on me. Pretend that you don't know too much about them and act dumb. If ever you decide to investigate on them, do it as quietly as possible and always watch out for any signs of radical thoughts like taking out all adults regardless of their innocence and doing experiments on certain operatives within the roster.
We cannot afford to let them do what they want and it's not just kids who will be hurt in their plans. Everyone will be affected as well. I'm sorry for telling you this but we're possibly running out of time in stopping them and we'll all have to work together to stop them.
KND rules!
Best regards,
Former Soopreme Commander Numbuh 274, Chad Dickson
PS: The letter's going to burn itself after you let go of it, Soopreme Commander. If anyone else who isn't a Soopreme Commander reads it, the desk is rigged to blow up the moment the letter was opened. You can disarm them by turning off the switch under the desk.
362 looked closely and found that the desk and the drawers are rigged to explode if anyone who isn't a Soopreme Commander was detected near it. She saw various duct-taped liquid broccoli bombs that was primed to explode if ever an unauthorized personnel tried to open anything. the letter would be ruined by liquid broccoli gunk and whoever tries to destroy the evidence will be exposed to broccoli poisoning.
Whoever compromised KND, 274 feared them enough to go to this length to escape them. Now this problem is on 362's lap and the worst part of it is that she did not know what to do in looking into this splinter cell. She'll have to look into what clues left by 274 later on and hopefully, she could succeed in what 274 failed at.
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Three months later, during Chad's Birthday...
KND Moon Base...
"No." Soopreme Commander Numbuh 362 said with finality when someone suggested sending a Decommissioning Squad on 274 after his 13th Birthday, "We've confirmed that 274 went to the Teen's Rebellion and is currently a part of their group. We still don't know what's their purpose or why they turned on adults but we can't fight them without any good reason, especially since they're organized and have an army to throw around. Leave former Numbuh 274 alone for now."
"Understood... we'll keep observing the teenager then." Numbuh 86 saluted before leaving the command bridge.
She still need to find a way to know what Chad knows about after all. KND's in danger from within and it falls to her to protect KND and stop whoever is messing with them.
Chapter 17, Chad's revelation
-A few weeks after the worldwide Teen Rebellion-
Convincing Chad to defect required tact, I had to sway a soon to be 'Teen' supreme leader, especially one that would no doubt be contacted by the splinter cell of the Galactic Kids Next Door. For good or for ill, I doubt even Chad wanted the human race to be wiped out. We were already considered a disease by the higher powers of the GKND, but aging is a natural part of life and nothing should last forever.
It is where I find myself now, waiting for Chad to meet in an undisclosed area. I could not take any chances on how advanced the Kids Next Door's R&D were with spying on the world. I'm gonna have to put a counter intelligence branch into the plans when I get the Teen's Rebellion going. It took some digging but I managed to get a bead on Chad's home, all that was needed after that was asking his parents that a kid wanted a chance to 'hang out' with their precious son.
Nice parents, just too overbearing if you ask me though, I mean they do eventually become Mighty Mom and Dino Dad after all.
I threw in my name for them to tell Chad who asked, and to meet me at my middle school in a discreet part of the football stadium. From there I offered some tip offs in exchange for some trust and to meet again in an actual undisclosed location. I threw in some tid bit as well before he left, to not trust his R&D department.
Chad had given me a skeptical look and asked why of course, but I simply told him there was a reason why I did not join the Kids Next Door, and the research division was one of them. Throwing him a stick I would tell him more If he would meet me again, we parted ways with the seed of doubt planted.
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-undisclosed location-
Chad stared at me as we sat within an area I was sure no one could spy on, "Well, your intel was right, and the plans on what Father was doing were spot on." He frowned before sitting back on his chair.
I gave him a smile, "Good, I would be surprised if dad changed what he was going to do after I gave you those leaks." I shrugged at that.
Crossing his arms, Chad let out a thoughtful hum before asking. "So, what other reasons did you have for declining the Kids Next Door invite?" He said with an inquisitive look.
Holding out my hand to number off the reason with my fingers, "It is no secret about the decommissioning of thirteen year old operatives, but before you say it is the rules, I refute that I do not want to forget my own childhood much less have my mind wiped." I disputed with a heated look.
Chad harrumphed at that, "It is to safeguard the KND secrets, and to prevent another Rebellion within the Kids Next Door ranks." He asserted with a small amount of growing doubt.
I pointed at him, "I may have just turned thirteen, but you are only saying those words cause you yourself have a few more years till the fateful time for your own 'decommissioning'." Standing up from my own chair, I began to pace around to continue my reasons. "You accept those reasons, but you need to ask why."
Chad looked to be about to add in his thoughts, but he stopped when I told him he needed to ask why. "The Teen incident within the Kids Next Door was not just some teenagers attacking children." I gave him a glare after turn to him amidst my pacing, "There is a cause and effect to EVERYTHING Chad"
I leaned towards him, "Think Chad, Think. Do you really believe that event was the fault of the teens, or if you look at it the right way you will find it was a cover up to expunge anyone that was not a kid." Leaning back and noticing I had his full attention, mulling over what I had just dumped on him.
"Why not keep operatives that grow into teens, then adults, it will give the Adult Villains less lackeys and less new Villains to pop up." I listed off another reason, before pointing out the window and towards the stars. "We are not alone Chad, I guarantee you will be contacted by a splinter cell that works for the Galactic Kids Next Door."
And the bomb was dropped, as his head snapped towards me. "Wait, what!?" He yelled with veiled anger and confusion. "I have never heard of this Galactic branch!" Chad argued with a clenched fist.
I smirked towards him, "You can not honestly believe just because you are a supreme leader, that you get to be privy to everything." That shut him up for a second, I poked my head a few times. "Think about it Chad, can you honestly trust your own organization that is known to silence and decommission its own loyal members?" I pointed it out to him.
Chad gave me a suspicious look, "What do you get out of all this?" He asked.
With a grin, I held out my hand as if I was offering something, "Join my Teen's Rebellion Chad."
That must have been quite the revelation for him, as he began to stumble back a bit. "You, you're a part of all that Teenage Rebellion against the Adult Villains?" He almost stuttered out, can you blame him though? Their arch enemy's son was part of a Rebellion against adults, whom never openly bothered to rebel against his father.
I stepped towards him with a grandiose wave of my arm, "Chad, I am not a part of it, I started it."
Chad world must have been rocked, as he fell on his feet and onto his butt. "What, but , but, I…" he tried to reason with himself.
I turned to look towards the window and pointed towards the stars, "There is a war on the Horizon, and the stake of ALL human lives are at stake!" I stated with fervour before turning around and walking towards Chad.
"Enough with all this Kids vs Teens and Adult Villains, this Rebellion is bigger than me, bigger than the teens in it." I held out my arm to help Chad back up whom looked at the hand in contemplation, "It will become a 'Us versus Them' and we need every human to prepare for an organization that views anyone thirteen and older a disease."
I knelt on my knee and looked Chad in the eyes, "Join me in an organization that will not look down on anyone regarding their age, I need everyone ready for the day the Galactic Kids Next Door come knocking on our planet's door."
Chad seemed to mull it over, so I threw one more bone. "When you get contacted by the splinter cell, you can give me an answer then, but until then be careful with digging around."
That seemed to help give him some thought as he had gripped my hand to help him back up, he gave me a nod. "I'll give it some hard thought."
I gave him a grateful smile, "I hope that you do."
Chapter 18, A prelude to the Birthday Bash
While Sector V has always been the ones to crash the Delightful Children's birthdays and force them to share their cake, Rachel has been receiving intel of a telling picture that the next Birthday party would not be the same. It was not hard for her to figure out why either, especially since Father would be present and hosting the event at a superbowl stadium.
Talks of Villains ramping up their arsenal in response to the Teen's Rebellion, recruitment within the henchmen has been up, which leads up to this point at the Moonbase. Numbuh 362, aka Rachel, received a worrisome report from Sector V. Namely, a leak delivered through Numbuh 5 from her Sister, a teenager who was still at large. However, with the Teens around the world doing what they have so far, Rachel would not put it past that Cree was working at an angle for the Teen's Rebellion under Father.
Back with the meeting at hand, it was declared to invite all the leaders from all sectors around the world. If what Cree gave Numbuh 5 was correct, then this Birthday of the Delightful Children was going to need every resource they could get to crash that party. This operation was going to need every operative available, and with Their arch enemy Father to be present there the Kids Next Door would need to pull out all their big guns.
Oh sure, The supreme leader got many detractors from the attendees about trusting the word of a teen, but the evidence was mounting when there was proof of a build up from Fathers resources for that day. It shut many up, but there were others refuting it could all be a trap for all of the. Giving them a rather rueful smirk, Rachel simply told them that they would just have to spring it then. Father's forces couldn't handle every Sector at once, especially if the Teen's Rebellion came barreling in.
One attendee boldly claimed why they should count on the Rebellion to interfere with the Birthday, but Rachel simply pointed out when have the Rebellion not interfered on an operation where there was a heavy hitter such as Father was present. It silenced the attendees for the most while after that, and the meeting was adjourned for everyone to head back to their sectors and prepare like they never have before. This operation was going to be bigger than any other in the last known years of the KND.
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The Delightful children's birthday was practically tomorrow, and I could feel the atmosphere change as I stood outside on the patio in the backyard. Dad invited me for a front row seat in his Airshop, but promised he would not involve me in most of his Villainous activities. Father only wanted me to play some music on the piano for the kids' birthday, and who was I to turn down the opportunity to be near him when shit would go down?
From what I understood, the music I would be playing will be sent out to all the speakers for every 'invited' kid to listen to. You know, I feel like that was a backhanded compliment and insult at the same time, do kids in this world really hate piano music? Might need to take a survey on that.
With my position secured, tomorrow felt like Christmas. I could finally get rid of hiding myself within the Rebellion, and fight openly along with my Powers, especially against Dad. If what the show gave was any indicator for what Father was capable of, I will need to pull out every trick and technique I could think of and trained with all these years.
The only thing that would top the incoming fight, would have the music of the Symphony Number 9 in E minor, from the new world play in the background.
With my musing done for now, It was about time to check on the grill. Tonight is supposed to be steak and broccoli cheese soup, I find it rather odd that the kids are repulsed by the greens as much as they are. Have they even tried the stuff dipped in ranch? Amateurs I tell you, I mean the stuff is not that great alone, but broccoli accompanied by a dip or dowsed in cheese makes all the difference. Still find it odd that there is a sea of asparagus, but hey, renewable food right? That sea has to be a metric fuck tons of asparagus
I wonder who Father hired to bake the cake? Maybe someone from France, who knows, Dad owns a conglomerate across the world. I suppose I should start reaping some of the investments I put into the coffee crops, with the Coffee refineries around the world perhaps I can start up a monopoly on the coffee bean plant. 'Acquiring' materials for the Rebellion can only go so far, so it makes things smoother if I could buy us supplies without having to fight for said supplies.
Lifting the lid of the grill to check on the steaks, I hummed in thought as I prodded the meat. A few more minutes I suppose, and with that I closed the lid one more time to wait on the steaks. No sooner after that, Father opened up one of the sliding doors to check up on me. Makes me fondly remember my first Dad and me cooking outside together on a summer night, a good ol' time of father and son bonding over a grill and cooking up food for the family. I wonder if Father from now has some interest in fishing like Uncle Monty, would not hurt to try it out. Though, after tomorrow's event, any father and son moment is going to be awkward.
I will probably need to lay some common ground rules for us, so we can at least be a functional family after everything goes down after the Birthday bash.
Dad was outside his silhouette, which was nice to see him outside of. Makes the man look more approachable and nice, along with the look of a family man. I wonder if mom would have reigned him in if she had not passed away, from what I understood I was only a year old when it happened. Perhaps post birth complications?
Away with the what ifs, Father lifted the hood of the grill and nodded with satisfaction. "Good job on the steak." He complemented while keeping the lid open, "Go ahead and grab the tongs and plate, the Broccoli cheese soup is ready." Dad said with a gesture to the inside where said objects were.
I gave him a nod, and proceeded to grab what was needed to take the steak off the grill. I suppose this would be the last dinner before the rest would be awkward, come what may happen, I am not afraid to face the future. Taking inspiration from Gurran Lagann, just keep going even if you gotta drill through the heavens.
Chapter 19, Birthday Bash arc part one
When dad said I would have a front seat to play the piano for the Delightful Children's birthday party, I did not think he would have a grand piano placed on the bridge for me to play. Father even had a camera crew ready for his 'welcoming party', I suppose he wanted to do his Villain spiel when the Kids Next Door arrive. It could also very well be for the Teens Rebellion, either way I had my own position and ready for the event.
It was the usual song and dance with abducting kids, and strapping them down in chairs to make them watch as his Delightful Children eat their cake. It was not long into their birthday song when just about everyone could hear the hum of propellers and engines, and by the sound of it there was quite the number of them.
Of course while dad was letting out his own Villainous chuckle, I had to hide my own smirk from behind his back. However things go down, no one will forget this day.
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Numbuh 362 was coordinating numerous teams as they approached the stadium, Father's own Cake-styled aircraft flying not too far above the stadium. She had received word that there were indeed kids down in the stadium, thus she left it up to several ground teams to take the initiative to save the children while the test of the forces fought the Adult Villains.
An operative came running up to her with an opened letter in hand, "Ma'am, sir, uh, word is that there are more Villains on the ground than thought!" The messenger stated before reading from the letter, "Ground team will be delayed to reach the kids, need reinforcement…. Ma'am?" The operative asked as Rachel/Numbuh 362 looked down on her map, before walking over to the window of the room she was in.
The Kids Next Door opted to use their super carrier for this operation, an amalgamation of various aircraft put together with a football field for their aircraft strike teams to land and takeoff from. As she looked out the window to view the ongoing chaos of kids working around the clock to prepare for their attack, Rachel could only ponder if the Teen's Rebellion would come as well. Regardless though, until then, the Kids Next Door would need to deploy everyone that could come.
Numbuh turned to look back at the operative, "Relay the order to send in more Sectors for the ground team." She ordered with a determined look, with the messenger giving a salute and leaving. She could faintly hear piano music as the carrier approached the stadium, great now Father was torturing those kids with Pianos!
As the carrier broke through clouds in its descent, Rachel could visibly see Fathers cake aircraft. Angling her sight just a little bit over Numbuh 362 could almost see the jumbotron television, "Can anyone get the signal from that jumbotron and get it to broadcast on one of our screens?" She asked from the operatives within the room.
It was not long before one of their own screens began showing them what was broadcast, sure enough there was Father gloating over the children within the stadium. "Wait, isn't that William playing the piano behind Father?" Rachel asked as she squinted at the screen within the room she was in.
"Looks to be." One of the operatives noted as they walked over to get a better look.
Rachel grabbed her chin in thought, something did not add up. While William was not openly hostile to the Kids Next Door, much less kids in general, he never partook in any of Father's plans.
"Radar is picking up Villain aircraft activity, they are heading right for us!" One of the Operatives announced whom was keeping watch on said radar.
Rachel shook her head, the matter of William would have to be addressed when the time comes. Right now she had a job to do as the supreme leader, and command the entirety of the forces attacking the Birthday.
"KIDS NEXT DOOR! Prepare for Battle stations!" Rachel announced through her intercom, sending everyone into a buzz activity for the coming hours.
"More blips.. wait no a lot of,... Ma'am I am getting pings of various sizes on my radar!" The operative by said radar spoke with a bit of a tremor in his tone.
"What?" Rachel said with a slight worry in her tone with some puzzlement shown on her face. As the battle in the air commenced with the KND's own aircraft, to combat the Villains heading towards them, Rachel had to head over to the radar to get a better look.
Furrowing her eyebrows in confusion, she noticed all the blips were approaching from behind them towards the stadium. The operative manning the radar turned his head to look at Rachel, "Do you think it's the Rebellion?" The operative asked.
No sooner had he asked that, did their radios begin to pick up the sound of radio chatter being sent to them. Rachel glanced at the operative to share a confused look before walking over to the coms, "...Patch them in." She warily spoke to the operatives manning the communications.
After a few static buzzes, and clearing connections up to get a stable line between the approaching blips heading towards them. Rachel could begin to get a clear sound out, "I repeat, This is the Teen's Rebellion coming to assist." The familiar tone of their previous Supreme Leader sounded out.
Rachel looked towards one of the operatives manning the consoles for the communications. "Can we get a video call by any chance?" She received a few questionable looks, but Rachel brushed them off. "Just do it, I need a direct conversation and a video call is the best we can work with right now." Rachel ordered with a stern look
Not too soon later, Chad's face popped up decked out in what looked like repurposed Teen Ninja gear. Rachel heard the Rebellion has stolen quite a bit of tech from the antagonistic Teens under Father's employ, and by the looks of it Chad was wearing football shoulder pads in place of the Bra that was needed.
Chad gave Rachel a smirk, but notably it was less of a mean smirk and of what one would give when meeting up with an old friend. "Enjoying the position of Supreme Leader?" He asked with a smarmy tone, before forming a serious face. "It's good to see you are holding the position well Rachel." He complimented.
Rachel sighed a bit frustratingly, "We can talk casually later." She stated before giving Chad a wary look, "If the Teen's Rebellion is offering to assist, we'll need all the help we can." Rachel said with a firm tone.
One of the operatives nearby looked to be about to say something, but one sharp look from her shut him up. Chad gave Rachel a two finger salute, "Fizzy pop on the house after victory." He stated before the feed cut off.
No sooner had the feed cut off, the blips from earlier on the rader arrived from out of the clouds.
"...Is that three operational football stadium air carriers?" An operative shakingly pointed out at the window viewing said aircrafts.
Rachel marched towards the intercoms, she had an announcement to make and a quick one at that. This Birthday party just became more complicated, at least more for the Villains she had hoped.
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Dad sure loved to gloat, those operatives on the ground were in a pinch, but if I was right the Teen's Rebellion should arrive just about, "Sir, the bait has been taken, those Teens have arrived… wait…"
"What, what could teens do to make you stutter?!" Father seethed out, no doubt peeved at the henchman's behavior.
Everyone paused in their duties to look out the window of the cake airship, "Well, spit it out, what has your attention.."
"Sir!" One of them pointed out the window.
Father glared at the man before turning, " …." His shoulders drooped a bit, as a couple of Stadium aircraft carriers were flying towards his airship. Following said carriers are various aircraft, including the ones meant for carrying the TriTops.
"...deploy all Villains." Dad seethed out, one of the henchmen had the bright idea to ask what he said.
Father turned and erupted in fire, "Get everyone out there!" He yelled, and sure enough that sent everyone relaying orders out.
Glancing up from my piano, I looked over at him. "Careful dad, you'll catch this piano on fire." I warned as I kept playing, he merely waved me off.
"Don't worry about it William, I can buy more" Father stated before heading over to the wide window to view the battle below. I glanced around and noticed the camera was still on, it was just about time. This would make it easier to broadcast recruitment into the Rebellion, other than the shock the world was about to get of course.
Chapter 20, Birthday Bash arc part two
t was a hell of a day for Stacey, her Artillery division airdropped just close enough to begin the anti-air attacks. She would need the green light before allowing her Howitzers to begin showering the stadium with paintball shells, complete with the capability to freeze any Villains in place when the shells impact anything. A nice addition courtesy of Chad's parents, it took some reasoning for their help, but it all turned out well.
Checking her flip phone's time, Cree's own mole unit should have begun the betrayal and assisted in getting those children out. Stacey cracked a smirk at the thought, it must be quite the shock for Cree's sister to know her elder sister was working as a mole under Father. Getting a ring on her ear piece, Stacey moved to listen to her call.
She could not help but smirk and look up at the viewable Jumbotron. It was William's priority to keep his father's attention away from the battle, and as he played a rather upbeat tune she could not but help laugh as Father turned to address William in anger.
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Watching dad fume was rather silly to watch, the man could not take a loss without throwing a fire fueled rant. It made matters worse, for him of course, when Cree and the rest of Teenage Ninja Moles began the betrayal to help free the children.
A few teen aircrafts began taking pot shots at the cake airship, I took that moment to play a rather amusing tune for myself and the Teens.
Father turned towards me and gave me a rather scowling look through his silhouette. I simply gave him a smile, "thought I would play a tune to cheer you up!" I argued for my actions
"You can stop playing now William, Your father needs to focus, and your music is not helping." Benedict seethed through his teeth
I frowned at him, not once stopping in my piano music. "No."
The world must have stopped, as everyone that was working overtime on the bridge stopped their jobs to turn and stare dumbfounded.
Things seemed to quiet down, even the outside seemed to quiet down especially from the stadium. Father gave me a rather confused look before giving me the dirtiest look I have seen on his face, well dirtiest look I could see from the indication of his eyes under that silhouette of his.
Taking a step towards me, dad looked to be pursing his lips if the pipe was moving a bit as an indicator. "Mind repeating that son? I told you to stop, but I must have misheard you. I could have sworn I heard you tell me, NO." He seethed the last word out.
I finished the upbeat tune before standing up, "No, no more." I repeated with a glare towards him.
Father definitely did not like that as he simmered in fire, "You better.."
"NO!" I repeated before moving to grab the piano from under it, "No more of this world's Villainous Adults!" With a mighty heave, I lifted the piano up above me. I looked Father dead in the eyes, he looked too stunned at my defiance to register what I was doing. "This will be the dawn of the downfall of all Adult Villainy!" I yelled with fury, before throwing the piano clear across the room at Father. Thank you cartoon logic for that ridiculous strength, courtesy of good old training.
The piano slammed into Father and both went careening into his chair, all three were sent tumbling down to the floor at the end of the Piano's path. I looked over at the camera that was still broadcasting, "Teenager's of the Rebellion, full scale attack!" I yelled out into the camera, before looking back at where dad was, and by the looks of it he was about to blow the biggest fit I have seen.
"You ungrateful child!" Father Yelled as he stood up and erupted in flames, sending pieces of the piano and chair flying. "Why would you join.." he began, but I moved to interrupt him.
I wagged my finger at him, "ah, ah, ah, Not join, I Started it." I placed my hand on my chest with a smirk at him.
His world must have shattered as his arms limply hung by his sides, "whuh?" He stated before clenching his hands in anger, "No, not again."
I stomp towards him, "Ironic is it not, Father?" I told him as I stepped another foot towards him. "I am very aware of our family's history, I find it fitting for my case."
Father definitely did not like that, cause the next thing I knew, I found myself having to put up my guard. With a rather powerful ball of fire from dad, I was sent careening towards the other side and into the wall.
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Benedict was not a very happy man, and a very unhappy father of a Rebellious son. Now he wonders if this is what Pappy felt when Monty rebelled, his son was right about one thing, and the irony was not lost on him. He held back when he attacked William, doubting he did any lasting damage to him.
"Is that all ya got?" William asked through the smoke upheaved from the fireball attack, walking out while brushing off the dust from the smoke. His clothes only mildly scuffed from the attack.
Benedict narrowed his eyes at his son, "The punishment has only just begun." He stated with a heated look, both literally and figuratively.
William simply gave Father a welcoming gesture, "Come an have a go then." He smirked at him.
Father seethed at his son, "You will rue the day that you ever rebelled!" He yelled out.
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If there was one thing Cree enjoyed, was seeing the gobbed smacked look on Abby's face. Especially her friends, as she began the betrayal with her fellow moles in the Teen Ninjas. It took a stern yell at her sister to snap out of it, and help, but shortly it was not long before everyone acquiesced to begin evacuating the kids out from the stadium.
Cree had hoped things would get better between Abby and her after this, she would no longer have to hide under the guise as a teenage ninja under Father's employ after all. She had to glance up at the jumbotron and wince when she witnessed William get fire blasted into a wall by his Father, but was glad to see him get out just brushing it off as an inconvenience
What a time to get a front row seat of the shock of the century.