Chapter 116, Snowday Arc part 8, The Snowday's conclusion

Elsewhere...

During the Snow Day Battle…

The President's Aircraft…

Jimmy was pacing as he realized that the plan had failed. He tried to get Lizzie but she was at Nigel Uno's place, treating his rival for her love. And the place was also heavily defended as well, preventing him from sending the Honor Rolls to capture her so that he can make her his Queen. Not only that, the Buswalkers and his army was met by stiff resistance led by the blasted William Uno and Abigail Lincoln. They've used the weapons captured from the earlier invasion of the Negaverse to fight back against the President-for-Life. What was supposed to be a massive school assembly/Delightfulization event turned into an even fight that he did not want to happen. Next, the Common Cold, his secretary's uncle, was captured by the formerly active Home Schooled Cartel Member and is being treated for his disease to prevent him from spreading sickness.

While a part of this would mean that there's no excuse for kids to not go to school anymore, the fact that this was carried out by those blasted Cartel members rubbed Jimmy wrong.

Father had been explicit on not getting into any sort of conflicts with the Home Schooled Cartel and its former members unless it was out of self-defense. Jimmy on the other hand, hated how the Executives and Associates of the Cartel refused to go to school and opted to be homeschooled while selling what he perceived as contrabands to anyone that can line their wallets. He also hated that they have an army of robots that they control and make use to further their own goals of making bank instead of being subservient to Father. He raged as they flaunted on him having no power over them no matter how many times he tried to have them be forced to attend public school.

One of them even had the gall and audacity to send him a letter that contained very eloquent and insulting remarks pointed at him. Worse than that, he was ordered by Father not to do anything against them.

The Leader of the Adult Villains says that they will gain nothing but lose everything in the process but Jimmy doesn't believe that. The Cartel's resources can be used and retooled for greater purpose and all they have to do is to subjugate the Cartel. They may have the quality but President-for-Life had been forming a coalition with other Father aligned Presidents across the country to prepare to purge the Cartel in their areas and seize their assets. He had already formulated plans with them in enacting the day that the arrogant homeschooled kids and teens will finally be forced to take the side of Father instead of being nothing more but opportunistic merchants.

If Father did not want to fight them then the President-for-Life will be the one who will carry out… that is if he remain uncaptured in this now failing operation.

He had gathered what assets he has under his command as the President-for-Life and plan on seeking refuge to the next county. The teenager that Father sent to assist them had not only threw the plans he had into disarray but also wasted the assets that could have been used elsewhere.

Well, at least in his opinion.

Now he is using his backup mobile airbase "Air School-1" to escape while he can. Anna Worthington's uncle was able to infect most of the KND and Rebel fighters, allowing them a massive leeway in escaping the clutches of those that Father deemed as his foes. Even though Nigel Uno was not able to interfere in this event, he still gritted his teeth and swore that he will lead his people once more to bring order once more in this chaotic county where kids and teens follow the adults with Father on the lead.

"Mr. President-for-Life, we have a problem!" one of the Hall Monitor bridge operators shouted as he manned the radar while their flying Air-School One hovered, "Several unknown aircrafts and vehicles are heading towards our direction! They're neither Kids Next Door or Rebellion units but they are hostile to our forces!."

"WHAT?! Impossible!" Jimmy activated the video feed so that he could see what was attacking them.

He saw 70 strong aircrafts on the sky that looked like KND flyers but were made to look a lot less junkier. They engaged his 50 strong air escorts but they were being pushed back thanks to the various ground vehicles that had homing AA weaponries that caused a toll on Jimmy's forces. Not only that, he saw some of the Hall Monitors who refused to follow him and had been running a rebel force against him with the unknown vehicles as well. To Jimmy, this was an enraging sight as the Hall Monitors now had the equipment to fight his rule and were not afraid of making use of it all.

Then he heard something from the ground once he turned on the audio receivers.

"JAMES NIXON MCGARFIELD, WE HEREBY CALL YOUR DISGRACEFUL PRESIDENCY AS BOTH ILLEGITIMATE AND AGAINST THE GALLAGHER ELEMENTARY SCHOOL CONSTITUTION! WE ARE ASKING YOU TO SURRENDER NOW AND STEP DOWN WITH SOME DIGNITY LEFT AND REDUCED SENTENCE! OTHERWISE, WE WILL USE FORCE TO DEPOSE YOU WITH ALL THE DISHONORS ATTACHED TO IT AND THE MAXIMUM PUNISHMENT THAT WE CAN DEAL UNTO YOU!"

The speakers of the ground forces blared out as they supported the flyers that were fighting him. The President-for-Life was not happy with the announcement at all.

"Mr. President-for-Life, we are being boarded!" Anna Worthington, his secretary stated as she looked at the ship's internal map and saw one compartment being boarded.

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Bill, along with the two other teens from the Bell's End Expeditionary Forces with him were given a loan of power armors and were the first to come out of the Ram Shuttles. They were able to subjugate every Hall Monitors and Honor Roll Students that tried to attack them but they were not prepared to fight bulking power armored teens armed with spice blasters and shock weapons. In his sensors, he saw seven more teams breach the floating facility/mobile base as the dogfight continued to rage outside. When Wayne called them to send reinforcements, he and his fellow Bell's End kids and teens immediately jumped into their vehicles and sallied forth from the Town of Bell's End and to Potato Farm that now became a secondary base for the Rebellion to pick up the things they needed for a boarding action.

The Loyalists of the President did their best to keep them from their destination but they were not able to do much against Ageless Steel Alloy that the Power Armors had. The book-cannons, the inkblasters, eraser bombs, chalk rifles, several armor piercing pencil turrets and even ruler weapons they tried to use against the enemy mean nothing to the power armored boarders who are now cutting down the defenders, securing parts of the ship for total control and destroying the escape pods and vessels that the Air-School-1 had left.

One Hall Monitor tried to charge at them with two ruler weapons but he was grabbed by one of his companions, disarmed without any difficulty before being thrown aside for the ones behind the wall of power armored teens made. Bill knows that their collateral would be large here but it wouldn't matter considering that this was made by an adult villain for the sake of being petty to children. Not only that, the whole structure used embezzled funds as well that could have been used to buy better equipment for Gallagher Elementary School.

That data was secured before it was shredded when some of the Hall Monitors tried to have it go through the paper shredder before anyone noticed. The IRS would have a great time later on once the data was sent to them and they realized that someone was using the money they gave for illegal activities.

Bill felt something being deflected on his armor: a science book. Then he got hit by chalk blasters and pen rifles. He looked at the direction of the fire and saw the source on the other side.

Two Honor Roll Students and five Hall Monitors barricaded the hall that would lead them to the bridge and started to throw everything they have left. Bill made a small smile that they would still fight despite how futile the situation was. However, while they were able to shake down some of the Bell's End boarding team a little, the firepower only did an insignificant damage on them.

One of the armored teens had its shoulder cannon aimed at the fortification while it was firing at them. The shoulder cannon fired a bomb at the fortification that flew fast thanks to its rocket propulsion. Once the bomb made contact to the makeshift barricade, it was destroyed and the results show that the ones that manned the barricade are now covered with a special glitter glue that prevents them from moving until water was applied on them. Bill pushed the group aside and saw the last thing that was blocking him, his team, the people behind him and the President: a reinforced door.

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Jimmy saw how the last defense fortification of the Air-School-1 was destroyed without causing any meaningful damage to the power armored invaders. Only a handful of Hall Monitors were left. The dogfight outside came to an end as his fighters were now brought low and captured on the ground. They've lost steering access on the ship as it was taken away from them. They cannot escape after all of the escape pod systems were destroyed. Even the self-destruct option was no longer available to prevent them from suffering the indignity of being captured.

They heard the banging on the doors that were being pushed back by the three remaining Hall Monitors that helped in barricading it. The others were aiming their weapons at the door for the inevitable break-in. If they were to be captured, they would have to fight for it first before he goes down. They will not surrender easily at the hands of these usurpers and rebels.

Anna looked at the President-for-Life and was saddened at what was happening. She watched Jimmy rise to power and was a promising president as she worked as his secretary. She saw the boy that was once a grade schooler full of ideals and hope become corrupted and crooked by Father's machinations. She watched as the boy in front of him descended into madness and into the grasps of the adult villains and their lackeys, uncaring how much of their dignity will be lost just so they can be on top of the kids that they oppress and teens they would be enslaving. What's worse was that he planned on doing all of this just so he can court Lizzie, Nigel's girlfriend despite how many times she was rejected.

She knows that this had gone far and long enough after she had to involve her uncle into infecting every KND operatives and Teen Rebels. She loved the President-for-Life but at the same time, she can't let Jimmy be further disgraced by his actions at the behest of a man that he should never have made a deal with to win the elections.

It was time to put a stop on the whole debacle before Jimmy gets worse just so he can impress Father.

"Mr. President…" Anna spoke as she prepared for the next move.

"Yes Anna-..." Before Jimmy could finish turning to Anna, he was then hit by a taser that she got earlier.

One of the equipment that she got since she worked as a double agent for the Teen's Rebellion after she found out how the person she was in love with let himself be a mere lackey to a man who only sees him as a tool. She will not stand for that no matter what. If the price of her beloved's quest for power was to lose Jimmy in the process, Anna would not mind stopping him. After all, there's more to it in love than simply letting their loved ones do whatever they want… it's doing what is best for them no matter how painful it is in the process.

Jimmy fell to the ground unconscious and many of the Hall Monitors were confused as to what just happened to the President for Life. Anna still held the Rebellion Taser Weapon on her and immediately took control of the scene.

"All Hall Monitors, stand down now! We have lost this battle and there's no point in continuing this!" Anna ordered as the Hall Monitors looked at her, "We've already lost and there's no point in continuing. We would be in a worse state if we still fought on, it's best to step down while we still can."

Every Hall Monitor murmured and muttered at what orders they received. However, they obeyed as the three Hall Monitors stopped manning the barricade and let the door be banged while they let go of their weapons. Soon, it was followed by the entire room, dropping weapons and equipment that they could have used on their last stand was let go. Soon, no one in the room was armed. Once the barricade was broken, the armored teens entered with guns raised at the group. They made sure that none of them would try to do something funny as they secured the pile of weapons that the Hall Monitors made.

Soon, kids and teens in winter clothes and armed with DNK and Revolting Teen equipment entered the room with two being recognized by the Hall Monitors: Maurice, or Numbuh 9 and Wayne, the older brother of the only dhampir in the Elementary school.

Maurice was glad that he was not in town when the Common Cold's attack happened. He and the other KND operatives across the world had been planning on finally sinking the Pox Island and he was about to visit just to see the operatives of Sector V as his birthday slowly got closer and closer. Meanwhile,

Wayne on the other hand, was known as the teen who would always hang around to pick up his brother after classes. Some of the Hall Monitors talked to the teen and even traded Yipper Cards with the teen before.

"We surrender." one of the Hall Monitors declared as they raised their arms and made sure that the boarding party could see them.

Everyone of the Loyalists, including Anna raised their arms as a gesture of them surrendering to the enemy forces. Maurice raised his MUSKET and looked sadly at the current cabinet of the school he once attended. He thought that he left it in safe hands when he finally resigned from Presidency as he left Elementary but as it turns out, the replacements were more than willing to be Father's lackeys. The teens and kids processed and tied up. He already called in KND MoonBase to send in people to arrest the Loyalists for their crimes against childhood.

Maurice was glad that Wayne included him in the operation to capture the President-for-Life. He knew Jimmy before he moved to Junior High as well as who he was before. A promising kid who would have done good for all kids in the county. He spoke to the kid many times when he was the President and he was someone with good character and charisma in spades. However, when he just found out recently what Jimmy did to win the elections and his actions, he wanted to personally oversee the arrest of his protege before he took his final mission and be able to leave KND for good.

"Maurice?" Anna said softly as she saw the KND operative who was with the boarding party.

"Anna, I never thought that it was this bad…" Maurice said grimly as he watched Jimmy and remaining Hall Monitors be cuffed as the Air-School-1 was dropped altitude and the sound of KND ships coming in to take over in arresting the kids who worked with Father.

"Yeah… I don't think I can stand thinking that Jimmy will end up becoming just as much of an adult villain as my uncle and Father…" Anna lowered her head as she was also cuffed, "I shouldn't have let him go down this path…"

As Maurice and Anna talked, Wayne looked at Jimmy, who was now defeated, cuffed and was being guarded by very unhappy kids who nearly had their Snow Day ruined had things not gone pear-shaped. He looked at the ground, slumped and depressed at the fact that he had lost everything.

"I don't understand all of this… why are you teenagers even helping kids? Why aren't you even siding with the adults in the first place?" Jimmy asked as he thought of the loss that he had suffered on this day and how lucky he would be if he won't be staying in permanent detention until he was 18, "I reckon that you wouldn't have cared about kids and minded your own business…"

"Well, we would… but we're not going to follow the same dance and tune that your bosses had set for us teens to follow. Not only that, why would we be lackeys to a bunch of petty adult villains whose specialty is to hurt kids and be really, unbearably intolerant towards kids?" Wayne shook his head at the idea of working Father, be it directly or indirectly, "Not only that, some of my people had siblings that you nearly harmed and your people went too far."

"But we're only doing it to restore order, Mr. Stark…" Jimmy looked up to Wayne, "Father said so himself! Even if the kids will not like it, it's for their own good!"

"Father only does things because he thinks that the kids deserve it and he'll vent it out on kids no matter what, not because he wants to do some good to them." Wayne corrected the ex-President for life as he crossed his arms, "And I doubt that you did this on that reason alone, Jimmy."

"I… I only want to be with Lizzie…" the ex-President sighed as the KND operatives started to enter to lead the other Hall Monitors.

"Kid, I hate to say this but Ms. Devine will not fall for you, at all. She's too googly eyed on Mr. Uno to care about any other boys." Wayne can only frown and shake his head at Jimmy's reason why he did all of it, "Not only that, you should have aimed for Anna instead."

"What… what do you mean by that?" Jimmy was confused about what the Logistics Commander said as the thoughts of being betrayed by Anna were still raw, "She…"

"She loved you enough to not let you get into deeper trouble. Had she not knocked you out, you'd be given a worse sentencing since your initial plans on neutralizing KND and Rebel assets here were a lot worse." the Logistics Officer commented as he watched the KND operatives grab him, "Heck, she did her best to make sure that you won't be so hated that kids will lynch you for what you did before this situation happened. She may not have stopped you but she protected you to the best of her abilities because she admired you greatly even before you became the President."

Jimmy's eyes widened at what Wayne just said as he was about to be grabbed by KND operatives until he gestured them to stop since he still needs to bring Jimmy in for interrogation along with Anna. Numbuh 362 had been informed of the situation and will not arrest the two but the trade off will be that there will be KND operatives involved with the questioning as well.

"If I were you, I'd advise giving up and stop wasting time and effort on Lizzie. Someone that likes you so much that they will risk their own reputation and recognition for your own wellbeing is a keeper, Jimmy." Wayne added as the gears in Jimmy's head started to roll and a tear in his eyes started to pour out, "Anna wants you to be back to your old self, not be some toady for a guy who doesn't even care about kids."


With Benedict Uno

After picking up Giselle's body to place within the back passenger seat beside William, Benedict shut the door of the back passenger seats and looked around before spotting His Delightful Children. Shooting an annoyed look at Abigail, Benedict marched off to untie his kids.

As Benedict approached the children, they did their best not to look directly back in shame. Father released a tired sigh and let out an annoyed grunt, "We're-" the Delightful began so say.

"Not in the mood to berate you." Benedict groused as he undid the asparagus wrapping, and pointed at the car after finally releasing the children. "Jeeves has the Limo running, sit in the back and no squabbling."

The Delightful Children had looks of confusion that Benedict decided to address, "Your brother and Giselle are unconscious in the back, try not to wake them." He warned.

The Children had an excited look cross their faces, "You wo-"

"We will talk about it later." Benedict hissed through his teeth with a look directed at the Delightful Children.

As the Children marched off with confused looks across their faces, Benedict followed after while passing by Abigail and the other teens. Benedict paused a few yards away from Abigail, "Well? Go enjoy the snow day!" He gritted out with annoyance without turning around to face the knd operative, then continued on to leave for home.

Abigail had a smirk on her face as she crossed her arms in amusement, it was Nesco that decided to break the awkwardness. "So…" she churruped a cheeky grin and relaxed her arms behind her head, "Wanna show me how to make those snow angels?" She asked.

Raab threw a confused but interested look, "Snow-what?" He asked.

Abigail shook her head, "Give me a bit, Numbuh Five got to make a phone call or more." She remarked while pulling out her new C.a.v.e given to her by Cree, Abigail needed to call up Wayne and see if things were going smooth on his end. She had seen him drive up earlier, and converse with William with some shouting to be heard over all that noise coming from Giselle and William's fire and ice colliding.

William had said something about capturing Jimmy or something…

"Hello, Wayne Stark here. May I know whom I'm speaking to?" Wayne asked as he received a call from an unknown CAVE number.

"Hey…" Began Abigail, "Numbuh Five here, just check'n in on that capture of Jimmy and all." She asked while watching on as Father's vehicle left.

"Jimmy's done." Wayne said bluntly on the other side of the CAVE communication, "Your friends from the other Sectors came by to pick up his army but as for Jimmy and Anna, they're both going to be questioned about what they nearly did out there by us."

Abigail let a noise of understanding escape her lips, "Well…Father and William had another fight, but I think it ended up in Will's favor…" she mused in pondering

"I can tell since he's hard at work in getting better." The Logistics Officer agreed to what Numbuh 5 said, "The Commander had been working on so many things since things will be a lot harder in the future."

Abigail crack A grin Of Amusement, "I thought he had barely any strength to move after fighting that French Teen, but he used some sort of technique with his lightning or something to move his body."

"Ah yes, the popsicle lady… Always calling everyone a swine but her attitude reminds me of a squealing wild boar." Wayne scoffed and commented on Giselle's terrible attitude, "Her powers are there but it's a shame that she lacks tact and the ability to keep her insults to herself."

"Heh, If I didn't know any better, The way she refers to William is a bit different." Abigail jested with a teasing tone, "Kinda almost like she's down bad with her fixation on William." She chuckled

"Of course that could be her adrenaline talking, Abigail. Oh and I almost forgot, Maurice said hi. I have to admit, helping him take out the Teen Ninjas who worked on the Chicken Pox is quite fun and now that he found the island, all that is left is to blow it all up." Wayne tried to change the topic as he did not want to talk about the certain teen villain that he did not like out of principle.

Abigail frowned at the mention of Maurice, it was almost His thirteenth birthday. "Hey…You think you guys have worked out enough things with knd command to allow KND operatives to switch over on their thirteenth birthday?" She asked softly

"Well, he is going to be put through the fogging process. Some certain classified details on the KND will be removed but the better part of his memories and his adventures with all of you will still be remembered." the Logistics Officer assured Numbuh Five, "And KND is no longer decommissioning teen operatives after finding out that it made more teen and adult villains than solving the issue."

There was silence as the two remembered how the KND and the Rebellion had worked on replacing the Decommissioning System for Memory Fogging to alter certain parts of one's memories instead.

"I See…" Abigail mused, "I'll talk to you later then, it's 'bout time Numbuh Five enjoys a snow day!" She grinned

"Yeah, I'll just enjoy what's left of it with my family. Have fun out there and farewell, Abigail and tell your sister that I hope she gets better soon." Wayne then cut his line off on his side of the communication.

Abigail put her communication Device away Before joining the other Teens to enjoy the snow.


Chapter 117, Recovering and Scouting

William's pov

I'm a bit glad the county had an extra day more of snow, chicken noodle soup the all around cure somehow for that sickness in this world; I think there is also orange juice to accompany the cure, but hey, we're kinda running on a bit of cartoon logic here

I had sent a text through my c.a.v.e to the others, mentioning I would be out of commission for a bit. This wouldn't have been the first time either, concerning the reason why. In my first years of developing my fire powers and such, I would push my limits past exhaustion. The reason being I found early on that much like muscles, the extensive use of my elements granted the same rewards as would when you keep lifting weights with gradual increase of pounds or kilos for the rest of the world that uses the metric.

Don't at me dude, not my fault America never switched over all those centuries ago when other countries switched…not hard though to understand Metric at least.

Getting back on track…the overuse of my lightning a few days ago put quite the…not quite sure what word to use, but currently my fingers ache and my nerves felt like they were on fire the following day of the fight. The ache and pain has diminished somewhat, but summoning any bit of fire or lightning sends pain to shoot through all my nerves.

This symptom is a bit worse than last time I went past my exhaustion of elemental use, but this time it seems it'll be a little bit till I can use any fire or lightning. Even now as I stand out in the backyard past the hedge maze, I try aiming my palm out at a wooden target I placed up. Pulling out the same feeling when I use my fire, my fingers twitch and my hand shakes until I have to stop and nurse my hand with a pained grunt.

After the pain subsides, I bring my hand back up to look at it as my muscles underneath my skin twitch a bit until finally calming down. Yeah, this will take some recovery time, but I doubt I would run into the problem again after my recovery and work with pushing past my limits again over at the .D. facility.

For now, I still have my fighting ability to rely back on among a few other things, and I can try out all the gadgets the Rebellion has to substitute the temporary loss of my elements.

Rocket boots, rocket gloves, (heh, rocket punch), Chainsaw Punchers, pepper bombs, ghost pepper lasers, the list can go on. I can let my powers be the thing that defines me afterall, that'd be just sad if that's all I was capable of.

Taking my leave of the area, I head my way back to the mansion to grab some lunch. I might need a few more days to of recovery, but I can rest easy knowing the Rebellion can continue on with me being indisposed for a bit.


rd POV

Teen's Rebellion Broccoli Treehouse Homebase

Cree pace around in William's office, their leader had given the heads up of his recovery and would be indisposed for a little bit. William had also mentioned he needed the R&D to ramp up their designs of close quarter combat gear, Cree had asked why the division needed extra funding.

She didn't know what to think, but hearing William had practically burnt his nerves or the fact this had happened before in his discussion with her over the phone. "What an idiot." Cree murmured with an amused but exasperated grin.

Cree halted in her steps and stood at the center of the desk to look down at the current members available to be a temporary stand-in for her position while she takes the helm as High Commander, the roster was filled with various teens with various ranges of skills.

What she was looking for though was anyone with espionage and stealth experience, the set of skills meant for the 2nd in command and right hand of the commander. Cree let a smirk cross her face as she imagined how Chad and Rachel would complement those positions, if she remembered correctly during her days in the KND. Rachel had been in the espionage knd sector, while Chad had taken over Numbuh 100's position right after the kid turned thirteen.

Cree had a thought pass by that had her remind herself of someone's birthday today, Maurice's big day and decision of leaving the fight altogether or continuing the fight. The soon to be Former Numbuh 9 was an infiltration specialist, a perfect candidate should he be willing.

Making her way out of the office, Cree strode out the door and through the Hallways to reach the…Broccoli elevators? Cree shook her head in mild amusement of the changes undergone with the base to suit the needs of the Rebellion, once she reached the doors of said transport system Cree pulled a few stalks to dial in the floor she needed to go to.

The airspace at the very top offered enough space for landing plenty of the Teens' aircraft, but the storage was a tad bit weird with how the ground floor slurped open for the Aircrafts to descend and ascend.

Cree and a select few others were to head up to the Moonbase for the final decision of Maurice, that and the monthly discussion of Villain activity popping up and such. It would be interesting to see how Rachel and the others were holding up so far.

It spoke volumes to show the KND has changed for the better to trust the Rebellion to step foot on the Moonbase, it helps immensely but there were still some detractors but they were few and far between.


Some time later

Moonbase

*Moonbase Mission Control to incoming Rebellion spaceship, this is Numbuh 3-2-1,please respond*

One of the monitors the operative uses for communication clears up showing Cree, among a few other Teens included Chad and Archie.

*This is Cree speaking, coming in for the pick up of a few teens after their fog machine decommissioning.*

*Roger that, please take docking bay Strawberry 12.*


As the monitor in front of Cree shut off, Harold piloted the ship to ease it towards the given destination. "Hey, isn't Docking Bay Strawberry 12 the depot for ice cream delivery?" Harold idly asked while glancing over at Chad who sat just off to the side of him.

Chad shrugged with his hands up even to his shoulders, "Last I remember, it was, back when I was the Soopreme Leaduh." He answered.

Archie, who took the chance to come with and visit his cause, was sitting off next to the engineering controls. "Ah wid kinda fin' this a bawherr ironic, bit a'm an avid watcher o' galaxy frontier." Archie exclaimed with a bit of amusement.

Chad looked over towards Archie with a look, "I only understood half of that." He grimaced

"Gah!" Archie rolled his eyes, and gave Chad a pointed look. "Wha' I mean ta' say is, I would find this ah bit ironic, but I am an avid fan of Galaxy Frontiers." He explained with a huff.

"Dude…" Began Harold as he kept his eyes on flying the ship towards the docking bay, "What episode are you on? I just now started watching the series and I reached episode twenty."

"Hah." Archie jested with amusement, and a look in his eyes, "Season five episode thirty, wait till you-"

"Shush, come on man!" Harold interrupted with a quick glare at Archie, "Freakin no spoilers!"

"Episode fifteen-" Began Chad, before Harold held a finger up whole his other hand stayed on the controls. "Not. One. Word. No. Spoilers." He grounded out through his teeth.

After a few moments passed, and as their ship began docking, Cree was the next one to speak. "Which movie special have you watched?" She asked over to Harold, before earning odd looks from all three.

Cree crossed her arms and looked the other way, "What, can't a girl enjoy Galaxy Frontiers too?"

"Never pegged you as an avid watcher." Pointed out Chad with a shrug.

"You should go to the conventions then!" Smirked Harold in return.

As the Ship docked, and the decompression initiated, the teens began getting up to leave. "Maybe some time when we're not all busy." Suggested Cree with a smile as they began to exit the ship


Chapter 118, A reunion of Sector V's operatives

Moonbase

Decommissioning had become less of a sorrowful thing to happen in the recent months after the Fog machine replaced the old way the KND would wipe memories, the former operatives would still remember their childhood and if willing, move on to the Teen's Rebellion or Teens Next Door branch of the Kids Next Door. Some would leave altogether to enjoy a normal life, but most chose to keep going with so much still to be done.

The choices were up to the newly aged teens on what path to take, most had taken the Rebellion route while the small portion went for the espionage branch in the Teens Next Door.

Surprisingly enough, there were days when more than one to three or more operatives had their birthday on the same day. Currently however there were just a few celebrating their thirteenth birthday, as well as taking the time to choose where to go or just hang it all up before the fog decommissioning.

One operative in particular was dwelling on his own choice


Decommissioning Auditorium

The attendance of the decommissioning had lost its fanfare for the operatives willing to leave with honor, but some still arrive to see who will go where. The room is filled with idle chatter of children operatives, with the fog machine over in the next room over being programmed for the decommissions of today.

Fanny was down at the platform with a mic for announcing off names, she was reading up a list and checking a few things off while directing her guards to keep everything in order.

Up in the audience bleachers, Maurice leaned over the rails to stew on some thoughts. His decision on where to go was a bit mixed now these days, but his choice leaned more towards the Rebellion to once again work with former operatives. While he was part of Sector V, his occupation of espionage and spy work tended to keep him from joining in on operations.

One such Operation such as the chickenpox island location, but as he was now, it was either to go undercover as a Teen in the TND or pull in a last favor to move the files of the chickenpox case over to the Teens Rebellion. Were he to provide his findings to the Rebellion, Maurice was sure the matter of chickenpox would simply be an easy matter.

Breaking him out of his thoughts, his Sector finally arrived and was making their way over to him. "Hey…see you made it!" He smiled towards his fellow operatives.

Abigail waved it off as she made her way over. "Had some hiccups but nothing to be sorry about." She jested with a grin.

Hoagie glared over at Abigail. "Oh come on Numbuh 5, How was I supposed to know the tomato fuel pump would fail like that!?" He groused. "I even checked it last night!" Hoagie added

"And that's why I keep telling you to always install extras!" Nigel exclaimed while moving over to take a seat.

Maurice let a chuckle escape his lips, "It's good to see you guys again, really." He remarked.

"Oy, you're part of our sector, even if you don't show up that often." Wally huffed with his arms crossed.

"You know, if we had Numbuhs 8a and 8b, we'd have the whole roster now!" Cree's voice announced from behind them and a ways away, prompting the operatives to turn and see Cree walking their way along with three others.

Abigail made her way over to Meet Cree halfway, "Sis, what're you doing here?" She asked.

Cree nodded over to Maurice with a smirk, "Did you forget, decommissioned operatives have the choice to join up with the Rebellion." She explained.

Wally frowned after thinking a few things over, "But why are you here?" He asked with confusion.

Chad was the one to answer as he walked past Cree to take a seat, "We're here to pick up new recruits wanting to join the Rebellion, that, and I need to talk with Numbuh 362 and see how she's holding up." He smirked afterwards.

Maurice looked around with a look of confusion, "By the way, I don't see your leader anywhere, or that Wayne fellow…are they elsewhere on the base?" He asked.

Cree crossed her arms and sighed, "William is in recovery at his home, and Wayne tends to be a bit busy with his logistics division."

"Gee, Can't imagine how chaotic it must be with your Commander out of Commission." Hoagie pondered in astonishment.

"Yeah, how're you guys even holding up?" Wally pointed out

Cree gave the two a look, and smirked. "Just fine actually, I'm standing in as the temporary Commander." She responded with mirth

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

The two looked dumbfounded before Chad was the one to explain, "Command structure is a tad different than The KND…" began Chad as he leaned back on his chair to relax, "Sure, William is the High Commander, but the Rebellion more or less is supposed to run as a decentralized organization."

"But ultimately there is some sway William has in commanding the entire world of the Teens Rebellion." Cree continued to explain afterwards, "But generally we like to leave the Rebellion Cells to their own devices, less likely for the whole organization to crumble should a key leader be out of commission or caught by an adult Villain."

Some time passes as the group converses, topics of various subjects before the hour reaches the scheduled decommissionings.

"Maurice." With her arms crossed, Cree looked over to the soon to be teen, who looked in her direction "If you're willing, I got a position open in the covert division."

Abigail looked between the two, unsure of what to do or say. "Abby, that goes for you too when it's your time." Her sister said with a glance her way, "It'd be like old times again, sis and sis working together again." She grinned towards her.

Maurice let a sigh out, "I'll need to talk with the Soopreme Leaduh First, my operation on finding the Chickenpox isles finally reached its end."

Chad nodded over at Maurice, "Need help working out on the transferring of files?" He asked with a smirk.

"How-" Maurice began to say, before remembering who he was talking to. "I almost forgot I'm talking to a former Soopreme Leaduh, the previous one at that." He chuckled a bit at himself.


Chapter 119, An invitation to Japan

Delightful mansion from down the lane

William's POV

It had reached past noon, and my stomach was raring for some sustenance. I made my way off to the kitchen to scrounge up some bread and lunch meat, nothing really but to satiate my hunger pang.

It's where I'm at now, having finished cooking up fried bologna and mustard. Like I said, just a nice quick meal for lunch. My peaceful lunch however was tested when the sound of designer shoes stepping my way, heels or something…

How would I know? Freaking live with someone that wears those feet torture shoes, seriously, why do you woman wear those toe squeezers? I can get the fashion, but as a dude I find that a bit excessive right after putting makeup on to damn near clown levels. Hell, I've seen women break their legs in heels, especially when the heel parts break.

I don't know, maybe I'm just talking out my ass and it's just me. My thoughts are interrupted with a wax sealed letter is thrown in front of my plate, my eyes look over to see Giselle with a smirk on her lips. After swallowing my food, I address the issue in front of me. "Wasn't expecting mail…" I murmured while grabbing for the letter.

Giselle walked around the table to sit across from me, "It's a personal letter sent to me, for you." She remarked with a demure smile.

Flipping the letter over after grabbing it, I frowned when the address of the sender was from France. I glanced over at Giselle who simply had an expectant look across her face, I shrugged and brought out my pocket knife to open it up.

…it was a birthday gift from Grandfather… old man said something about how I should have had one by now…not gonna hate it though, it was a nice present on my sixteenth birthday.

After wedging the letter open, I take out the letter to begin reading it. I furrowed my brows as I realized it's an invitation by Céline to a fashion show over in…

Japan?! Why would she-

"You should feel grateful to even receive such an offer!" Giselle remarked with a haughty and excited tone, she smiled at me when I glanced her way. "I, of course, will be going." She added.

I put the invitation away to fully address Giselle, "Was my dad invited?" I inquired.

Giselle allowed a frown to form on her face, "I'm afraid Mr. Benedict rejected the invitation, he insisted he would be busy these following weeks." She pouted at the notion of Céline's invitation being declined outright.

"To be fair to my dad, He does have to run a conglomerate." I remarked while weighing my options.

Giselle sent a pointed look at me with a glare, "Well, are you coming with me?" She asked with an expectant tone.

Okay, pros and cons.

Pros; Free trip to Japan, never been to japan so it'll be my first, I can see how the Teens over there fare, that are part of the Rebellion…damn, now I'm regretting not studying up languages to be multilingual…

Better put that on the list of things to do…

Cons; it could and most likely will be a trap, I'm not exactly at my best…

Pros; I can still use my Asparagus staff, I have years of developing my own fighting style…it's scrappy I know, but gets the job done.

Probably get my ass handed to me if I happen to be in china with its four thousand years of kungfu.

Fuck it, might as well go for the hell of it, Cree is still doing just fine taking the lead as the temporary Commander.

"Sure, I'll go." I finally answered Giselle, who beamed in excitement.

"Excellent, pack your things now, our plane arrives tonight!" Giselle announced with giddiness.

…wait…what! I quickly looked at the letter and realized my folly.


Later with Wayne

Wayne decided to contact William today to check on the Commander who is currently recovering from his exertion earlier. The CAVE phone in one hand and the Sezanne's fashion show at Japan according to his contact's information network was something that got him to be very antsy about the whole situation. They have no idea as to why they would even be having a fashion show in Japan and when he tried to ask his informants, he got nothing.

"Come on William, pick up…" Wayne had been trying to contact William and hoping that he'd get more progress outside of ending up with a message saying that the contact cannot be reached.

"Yo, something come up Wayne?" William's voice chatted through the 'phone'

"Hey there, William, I've been trying to contact you earlier about Sezanne's new event." Wayne spoke as he can hear some background noises at William's end, "Not sure if you'd have any ideas on what's going on there but are they trying to unleash those tasteless Delightfulizing Clothes in Japan? Not sure if you'd have some clues since our information web and the Cartel's rumor mill is coming up with blanks here."

The sound of a private jet could be faintly heard, "Funny thing about that, Céline sent an invitation to me and my dad, but he's a bit busy the coming weeks so…It'll just be me and Giselle flying over…wait hold on…" William could be heard conversing before returning back to the call. "I'm still out if commission with the…you know, fire and stuff…but…hey, still got my asparagus staff and durability…hehe." He nervously chuckled to himself.

"So the French Popsicle and Mr. Uno really did a number on you." Wayne can hear the indignant squawking of Giselle when she hears him refer to her as such.

"How uncouth!" Giselle huffed in annoyance in the background

"Right, anyway, Abe will be dealing with being the Logistics Commander for a day and I got an invitation to attend the fashion show because Madame Antoinette passed her RSVP to me." Wayne said as he looked at the letter and one of Madame Antoinette's drones sitting on the desk, "Cree would be pissy at you if she found out that you went there without someone acting as your bodyguard. Want me to come along?"

"Back Up would be appreciated quite honestly." William replied with an upbeat tone, "I could also use the help if you happen to know Nippon linguistics."

"Don't worry William, I do know how to speak Nihongo." Wayne spoke in Japanese with a smirk, "Then again, I also know how to speak Romanian and have a passing grasp in Deutsche."

"Cheeky dick waffle." William chuckled.

"Being homeschooled, being a part of the Cartel and my mom encouraging me to learn things did wonders to me." Wayne chuckled at the comment.

"By The way, How's Maurice acclimating? Cree called earlier About The kid choosing to join up With the Rebellion after his decommissioning finished up." William Asked after a few moments passed.

"That he did. He's currently asleep thanks to the Fogging Process. Once Maurice and the other recruits wake up, they'll be back on Earth and at the Training Grounds." the Logistics Commander smiled as he knew that he'll get to see Maurice as a part of the Rebellion after years of convincing him to join the Rebellion.

"Good to hear, listen, I'll talk to you once I reach Japan, the plane is ready to leave." William's voice picked up in volume to speak over the engines of Céline's private jet given to Giselle.

"Yeah, well, I'll be seeing you there in a few hours. The Cartel has something that can get me to Japan in minutes." Wayne took out an alien card-like device from the drawers of his room. It was an item that he got from the Cartel before he became an Alumni and he attached it on the doors of his closet, "I'll be in Japan in a few minutes and I'll be waiting for you at the airport in a few hours or so."

"Right, later." William said before the call ended

Wayne opened the closet door and the closet now shows the Cartel's office at Tokyo. Wayne entered the closet with the bags he packed for the trip and his passport to allow him to stay in Japan. He already told his family that he needs to go to Japan for a short trip with his friend so he didn't have to worry about them. In fact, they knew his business with the Cartel and he already informed school that if ever classes are back, he has a reason to be away from school.

"Man, these dimensional portal cards sure are useful." Wayne smiled as he closed the door, "Good morning Makoto, I'm here for business…"

Once the door fully closed, Wayne's voice disappeared and Wayne's room was now empty.


Chapter 120, Japan Arc, Trouble in Tokyo part 1, Arrivals and meetings

Sector V Treehouse

Abigail was outside leaning on the bannister of the outside treehouse terrace, her thoughts constantly dwelled on how things have changed over the three years.

She can rest easy at least knowing that becoming a teen won't be so grim, and Maurice's memories were not completely gone.

"You alright Numbuh 5?" Nigel asked as he walked out onto the treehouse's terrace.

Abigail smiled and turned to face Nigel, "Numbuh 5's just thinking is all." She answered back.

"About becoming a teenager soon?" Nigel asked with a look of understanding.

Abigail nodded in affirmation, before letting out a breath of thought, "Numbuh 5 just turned 12, it won't be long till Numbuh 5's gotta leave the KND!"

Nigel offered a comforting smile to Abigail, "At least you can still keep memories now, and You have your sister offering you a spot in her division." He remarked.

"Heh, yeah, Numbuh 5's supposes you're right." Abigail responded with agreement.


Tokyo Business District

-Miyake fashion headquarters-

Coming out from his office, Miyake Gin corrected his hand made tie before checking the rest of his suit for any imperfections. Seeing nothing out of place, the fourth generation owner of Miyake clothes headed off to begin his scheduled meetings.

Idly taking out a comb to fix his freshly cut black hair, he touched his clean cut beard for any out of place hair. Finding nothing else to comb out, Gin put his comb away while he approached the floor's elevator. Pressing The down button, Gin entered the elevator once the doors

"Hold the door sir!" Gin's assistant despaired as he rushed to catch up.

Toyomi Sho gulped in air as he made it just in time before the doors shut, "Sorry sir!" He apologized profusely while fixing his glasses back on his face.

Gin momentarily opened his left eye to glance at Sho, "You're lucky you've been an invaluable assistant Mr. Toyomi, otherwise you'd be on the streets!" He warned harshly.

Sho bent his head down in apologies and gratefulness, "Today's been hectic if you ask me Mr. Miyaki." he grimaced before furiously tidying up his disheveled short black hair back into place.

Gin relaxed his eyelid back to its previous disposition and looked forward, his face outlook was reminiscent of a cunning fox with the way his eyes tended to be nearly shut. Gin let out a relaxed sigh, "How many appointments today, Toyomi?" He asked as the elevator continued its descent.

Sho began browsing through his screen phone, "About fifteen sir, the first one is in about thirty minutes." He replied

Gin let out a sound of understanding, and exited the elevator once the doors opened with Sho right behind him.


-Hours later-

Tokyo Airport

Wayne waited outside at the airport with one of the Japanese Rebellion members. He looked at the watch and according to the flight schedules he got after buying the information from one of the Cartel Executives for cheap, he knew that the Commander would be arriving in a few minutes. He saw the plane that William and Giselle rode just to get to Japan. He smiled at the sight of the plane landing.

"Mr. Stark, may I ask why is the Commander of the Rebellion coming to Tokyo?" the Japanese Rebel, whose black hair is combed neatly while wearing a white polo under his green school uniform blazer and blue pants asked as he looked out.

"Mr. Saotome, due to our Commander's relationship and his family's rather petty business and associates, he is currently attending the fashion show that is being held by the French Adult Villainess called Céline." Wayne's answer caused some confusion to the Japanese Rebel who was with him.

"You mean the one that tried to unleash those clothes to the French branch?" Saotome asked as he looked at the plane.

"The one and only. My associate back then was not happy with what that woman did and decided to help La Resistance to get them the items they needed to destroy those clothes." Wayne then looked at Saotome, "Speaking of which, did your people receive the cloth eater shipments?"

"We did, Mr. Stark. We have them in stock in case something similar to what happened in Paris happens here in Tokyo." Saotome nodded in affirmation that he and his people had received the supplies Wayne sent out, "Our Commander is coming out of the plane now, shall we get their attention?"

"Certainly." Wayne smiled as he sent a message to the Commander to look where they were standing.

As the personal jet made its way across the airstrip with a distinct signature decaled on the side, the plane began to Taxi its way towards its Designated Parking spot given to the pilot from air traffic control. A crew headed over to assist the process of unloading the cargo and exit of the passengers.

Once The plane's retractable stairway door opened downward, William was the first to be seen exiting the plane with Giselle shortly after. As William stood on firm Ground once again, he began stretching himself. "See, That's why I insisted we sleep, jet lag is a Thing After All." He quipped as Giselle descended Down the stairs.

"I Suppose you Have me There." Giselle acquiesced in agreement.

William caught the sight of Wayne and a few others off in the distance, with the logistics division commander waving him over. "There's our welcoming party." He pointed out to Giselle

Giselle glanced over to see who William was talking about, she held back a snarl of frustration and simply huffed annoyance.

"Welcome to Japan, William and company. I can tell that you both took time to get here, yes?" Dhampir said as he saw how jetlagged the two were, "By the way, this is Saotome Touya, one of the Japanese Rebellion members."

"It is an honor to meet you in person, Commander Uno." The Japanese Rebel greeted the leader with some accented English and made a slight bow as a show of respect, "And we welcome you to Japan as well."

William shrugged haphazardly, "We took a good long snooze to try and compensate for the time difference…" he remarked before looking towards Saotome, with a brief bow of his own but slightly higher than Saotome's bow angle. "Good to see the Rebellion's reach over here is faring well, Mister Saotome…I'd use san or dono, but I'd rather not butcher the pleasantries." William chuckled with mirth.

"And I see that you are still in one piece, Miss Giselle." Wayne looked at the French Teen Villainess, "I do hope that your trip to this country wasn't that turbulent or too… exciting as an interesting Chinese time."

Giselle relaxed Her posture and released a sigh. "I came here to enjoy the free trip given to me by madam Céline, So I'll do my best to remain civil with you and William to enjoy this trip." She responded with genuine politeness.

"Madame Antoinette sent me the invitation to watch one of your Master's fashion shows and I'd rather not get into a verbal warfare with you… provided that you would be civil as well and in the process." The Logistics Officer appreciated the comments of her not letting her mouth loose and calling people swines and all sorts of names for the duration of the trip, "It would be bad to instigate problems after all since I am attending here at the behest of my friend and fellow Alumni."

Giselle let out A sound Of annoyance, "I Am aware of my shortcomings, I'm working on it!" She relented in her native tongue

"I'm glad to know that you are addressing that issue. Being an adult after all is more than merely trampling upon a child and being in power." Wayne remarked in French when he heard her say those words, "Adult privileges after all, comes with responsibilities and duties. To use such power for the sake of one's quest for power, selfish goals and petty grudges is an epitome of being a failure of an adult."

With a nod given from Giselle in some understanding, William clapped his hands to change the subject. "Mister Saotome." He began to say.

"Yes, Commander?" Touya paid attention to William when his name was called, "How may I assist you?"

William gestured to the shuttle ride waiting for them, "Why don't you regale some tales of your Rebellion cell's work, surely much has happened since three years ago of the Rebellion debut." He asked with interest, "help pass the time and all."

"Well, we do have some stories to tell here." Touya nodded as he thought about the activities of the Japanese Branch, "There is this time when we have to take on the Cosplay Shogun and his Clan of Teen Shinobis and Kunoichis who apparently have jutsus here unlike the Teen Ninjas of America. We were also able to convince a few specific branches of Teen Kunoichis and Teen Shinobis to turn coats after one of us convinced them that the Cosplay Shogun was not a worthy cause and they'll do well with them on our side."

William blinked in mild surprise, "Huh, any of those clans Descend from the Kotaro or Hanzo clans of the Sengoku period?" He idly asked as he made his way to the shuttle, with Giselle following close behind.

"Some of them, yes." the Teen Rebel nodded as they entered the shuttle, "They may not talk too much about their ancestry but some of them are descendants of the esteemed clans of the old."

"By the way…" William began to ask as he took a seat within the transport vehicle, "You guys ever had trouble with that Cheese Shogun before?" He asked.

Giselle scoffed in incredulity, "Cheese Shogun!?" She asked with a quirked lip of amusement.

"At least Lou isn't parading around as the toiletnator anymore." William quipped in response.

Giselle let out a squawk of surprise, "Surely you jest…you're not kidding are you…" she reasoned.

"He's not… the Cheese Shogun is an Adult Villain who is obsessed with hoarding cheese by the dozen." Wayne shook his head to confirm the existence of the adult villain that he doesn't want to acknowledge.

"I've never heard of this Cheese Shogun until now, Commander…" Touya muttered as he thought about the American Adult Villain for the first time, "I suppose that this is an eccentric adult villain, yes?"

"Puh, that's calling him that in one way." William jested with amusement. "The Villain was stealing and taking cheese like it was a limited resource!" He groused

As the transport vehicle began taking off, Giselle was the one to speak next. "Surely that adult Villain must have known that cheese can be mass produced." She frowned in distaste.

"You know what's really weird, is we have cheese meteorites in space that occasionally fall to Earth." William mused with a grin.

"..." Giselle simply blinked, unable to think of what to say.


America, Rebellion's Training Grounds

Maurice got up from whatever he was laying on with some grogginess, he mentally ran through his thoughts after shaking off the morning drowsiness. Maurice let out a relaxed sigh of relief when he found he could still remember his childhood, but some key secrets were lost when He tried to remember high top secrets of the knd. After moments of figuring her couldn't bring up anything, Maurice relented with solace that nothing too major of his childhood and the time spent in the KND was lost.

"Finally awake are you?" Cree's voice brought his attention to the doorway, the former operative offered a smirk while leaning against the siding of the doorway and had her arms crossed.

Maurice blinked, "Oh…hey Cree…" he began to greet her and grinned. "So…this is where it begins?" He asked with a smile.

Cree gestured for him to follow her. "For most, yes, but for you, I need a position filled asap." She mused

Maurice moved to get up and follow, "Wait, what about the-" he began to ask before being interrupted.

"Consider the following days a crash course of training by yours truly." Cree smirked back at Maurice.

Letting out a chuckle of amusement, Maurice left the room to follow after Cree for whatever she had in mind.