Operation: DEATH-EGG, Chapter 1

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Kids Next Door mission…

Operation:
D.E.A.T.H.-E.G.G.

Devious
Egghead
Attempts
Tricking
Hoagie
Eggeniously
Grabbing
Gold

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Chapter 1: The Hoagie and the Egg

“So, there you have it. Operatives are clueless as to the whereabouts of operative, Matthew Dimalanta, aka Numbuh 1.31.” Numbuh 10 spoke on the KNN News as Numbuhs 1, 3, 4, and 5 watched from the living room.

“Hey, Eva!” Numbuh 11.0 spoke up. “If operatives are gonna keep getting lost like this, maybe we should give them all a map!” Eva just smacked her forehead once again as Kade laughed at his joke.

“Ergh! We will come back to you in a moment. For now, please enjoy these commercial messages.”

“Uh, Eva? There are KIDS watching this. NOT ADULTS!” Eva smacked her head as Kade laughed some more. The anchorwoman used her bending to grab some water and smack Kade. “OW!”

Soon, the news team was gone and the screen was replaced with a large logo that read Eggman Enterprises. Three robots, a yellow one, a gray one, and a baby-sized blue one with horns appeared onscreen. “Hey-hey, kids!” the yellow one spoke. “This is Decoe!”

"Bocoe!" the grey spoke.

"And Bokkun!" the dark blue spoke. "Here to bring you an important message from Eggman Enterprises! With your host…"

"DR. EGGMAN HIMSELF!" A curtain opened in the background to reveal a chubby man in a red suit with a black jumpsuit underneath, gloves on his hands, a long, brown mustache, and blue glasses over his pointy red nose.

"HA HA! Greetings, people of the world! This is an important message to all who are fans of Star Wars, Transformers, and Harry Potter! When you watched said movies, didn't the villains, Palpatine, Sentinel, and Voldemort really catch your interest, but it was sad to see them die? Well, here's your BIG chance to have these villains as your own with these all new…" he stepped out of the way, revealing replicas of the aforementioned villains, "Voldemort, Sentinel, and Palpatine identical replicas! Just like the original villains, only less menacing and murderous!" Eggman excitedly ran up to the camera. “That’s right, kids! These clones are yours to do with whatever you please!

"Have Emperor Palpatine lift your couch or other object and make it fly using psychic!" Decoe said as a Palpatine replica was making a couch and some chairs fly around outside, with kids on them, screaming excitedly.

"Have Lord Voldemort do magic tricks at a birthday party!" Bocoe said as a Voldemort replica pulled a bunny out of a hat, which then made an angry face and tore the clone to bits, revealing its metallic inside, which fainted. The kids merely cheered in excitement.

"Have Sentinel Prime take you for a ride!" Bokkun cheered as a Sentinel Clone lifted a bunch of kids on his arms, the kids cheering as the clone ran and carried them off (squashing a house).

"Or play some silly game of Truth or Dare." Eggman said disinterestedly as a Voldemort Clone and some kids sat at a table with a spinning bottle.

“Yes, these magnificent replicas and surely more to come can ALL be yours for a limited time. If you’d like one, call 1-800-1991-EGG, and THEN we’ll discuss a price! They’re currently in short supply with all the sales, so call now! OHH HO HO HO HO HO HO!”

"Cool! I oughta get me one of them Sentinels!" Wally exclaimed.

"Nooo thanks!" Abby said. "Numbuh 5 didn't even like the first three clones! That's a Truth or Dare game she don't wanna remember."

"You gotta admit, it was kind of fun fighting the three baddest villains ever!" Nigel said enthusiastically.

"Yeah! Even if Ah did get mah head nearly blown off by Sentinel!" Wally said.

“Hey, guys!” Numbuh 2 walked in, followed by a W.A.T.C.H.B.O.T. with a mop and other cleaning utensils. “Guess what I made!”

“A robot that fights with cruddy mops?” Wally guessed.

“Uh, no. You know how hard it is cleaning after hamsters and, well, ANY part of the treehouse at all? Well, that won’t be a problem after you get a load of Numbuh 2’s brand new S.P.I.F.F.B.O.T.!”

“S.P.I.F.F.B.O.T.?” Abby repeated.

“I’m… still working on that acronym. Anyway, it’s a W.A.T.C.H.B.O.T. that I reprogrammed to mop, sweep, wipe windows and, well, any sort of cleaning, really! We’ll let it do all the work, so we’ll have more time for missions and stuff like that! So, whaddya think?”

Rather than respond, his team just gave worried glances.

“What’s wrong? Don’t like it?”

“Er, it’s fine, Numbuh 2.” Numbuh 1 replied. “It’s just… we’ve been thinking, lately, in regards to our recent missions.”

“You mean… like with Davy Jones and Malladus?”

“Exactly. It feels like we’ve been stepping into some new territory. Not only are me and some other operatives discovering these new powers, but the villains we’ve been facing just aren’t the same as they used to be.”

“Well… you’ve got a point there, but what are you trying to say?”

“I just think that maybe we need to be more ready. That Bowser fellow we dealt with; I don’t think he was alone. I think he might be working with other villains, more villains that we aren’t used to. And if we’re going to encounter those villains, we need to consider being more serious in our strategy. And that includes your inventions.”

“Hmm… I guess you’re right.” Hoagie complied. “I mean, as good as the S.P.I.F.F.B.O.T. is, it probably wouldn’t do well in a heavy-duty fight.”

“Yeah, but we can still have fun with it!” Wally exclaimed, drinking a soda and spitting it on the floor, afterwards throwing the can to the floor. “CLEAN THAT UP!”

“You heard him, Spiffy! Show him how it’s done!” With that, Hoagie pressed a remote. The robot picked up the soda can and dropped it in a trashcan. It then took a mop and began cleaning up the spilled soda.

“Cool! I oughta bring it to moi house!” Wally said.

“I suppose it does have its use.” Nigel smiled.

However, the robot sparked and crackled a bit as it rolled over to Nigel and grabbed his neck, strangling it. “Ack…Ack!…”

“Wait a second! I didn’t program him to harm people!” Hoagie shouted.

“Angry! Angry!”

“I didn’t program emotions either!”

“I didn’t program emotions either!”

The robot then took a S.C.A.M.P.P. from Nigel’s pocket and tossed the bald Brit over to a wall. “I didn’t teach it to use weapons!”

"Will now think of different possible ways to use this!"

“IT’S THINKING FOR ITSELF! TAKE COVERRR!” The team ducked away in panic as the S.P.I.F.F.B.O.T. began shooting its weapon all around the living room. As it spun uncontrollably, it destroyed a couch, the top windows, the TV, and the trashcan.

Wally immediately ran up to grab the robot, holding it as it tried to shake free, then finally ripped its head off. “RAH! I hate to say it, but that thing’s TOO dangerous!”

“Yeah!” Nigel yelled, rubbing his neck as he came back over. “That thing nearly broke my neck!”

“Now I’m gonna miss the new Rainbow Monkey Care and Share Special!” Kuki whined.

“And mah wrestling!” Wally yelled.

“Hehehe…” Hoagie blushed nervously. “Man… I guess you guys are right. My inventions need work, after all.”

“You can work on fixing the living room first.”

“Heheh, good point. If you need me, I’ll be looking for stuff at the scrap yard.” With that, Hoagie left the treehouse.

“You know, speaking of hamsters, there’ve been reports of multiple hamster disappearances around the world.” Nigel remembered. “I wonder if that’s connected with these new villains?”

“Cruddy hamsters. They oughta draw those little furballs a map.” Wally said grumpily.

The phone rang just then and Wally answered it to hear Kade’s voice on the other end. “My joke.” He hung up to an annoyed Wally.

Eggman's Scrap Yard

The mad scientist was in a room in his base, watching his own commercial, and Eggman laughed as he stared at his Palpatine and Voldemort replicas. “OHH HO HO HO HO! I am a genius! HA HAA! These replicas are the most PERFECT thing to come up in my egg! OH HO HO HO HO! What do you think, Lord Gnaa?”

On the staticky screen behind the scientist was none other than the Dark Master himself. “Aren’t these replicas the most BRILLIANT things you’ve ever seen?!”

“The Doctor has truly outdone himself this time!” Decoe said excitedly.

“These replicas are so lifelike!” Bocoe followed.

“Dr. Eggman’s gonna be rich big time!” Bokkun exclaimed.

“Come on, Lord Gnaa! Wouldn’t you pay to have your own Voldemort?”
Eggman asked, standing beside a smiling Voldy Clone. “Just look at how happy he is to see you! Say ‘hi’, Voldy!”

“I’M VOLDEMORT!” the clone exclaimed joyfully.

“Hehe!” he chuckled nervously. “Still a few kinks to work out. But it’s still brilliant nonetheless!”

“Pfft. Brilliant my ass. If you could just make elemental benders out of thin air, I would be doing it by now.”

“Huh?” Eggman frowned angrily. “Now, listen here! These things don’t just come out of nowhere! They require precise calculations and fine tuning to put together and act like the real things! You may have supplied me with the Psychic Crystals and magic gems, but you can’t just plain MAKE them!”

“It doesn’t matter. These three are beings of pure evil. Evil is NOT to be joked about. Yet, YOU treat these like jokes, just as the fools who buy them!”

“Calm down, Lord Gnaa! Once my final preparations are up, they’ll all see what true power these clones bring!”

“These clones need to wreak havoc and destruction, not become some little child’s plaything! And the fact you would build my former teachers like this is truly insulting!”

“YOU listen to ME!” Eggman began, angrily banging his hands on the keyboard. “You claim to be the Master of all Evil, but I have yet to see you do anything but float around in that little hole of yours and eating meat!”

“This ‘hole’ keeps me and my power imprisoned. Once I am free, everyone will see the true power that runs in the Negatar Cycle! All the Poison, the Shadow, the Psychic, the Fear that makes up the Darkness that all Negatars bring will be unleashed into the universe! THEN they will see who is the most powerful.”

“Being powerful is only part of the work, Lord Gnaa! A good, strong leader also has the brains to rule over his subjects, and the competence to solve his problems. If you had more competence, you would figure your own way out of that hole, and not have to rely on filthy apes to bring your food while you float around down there, safe and sound!”

“Enough! These clones of yours better prove to be of good use before our appointed time to act out our plan.”

"But when IS the appointed time?"

“You’ll find out once Ganon’s little girl brings the boy to me. That’s when I can infuse him with my Darkness in person! For now, make good use of those clones and better use of those so-called robots of yours.” With that, the screen went off.

“Errr-RAH!” Eggman cried, kicking the terminal.

Orbot rolled in and asked, “Is everything alright, Doctor?”

“NO! How can I prove myself to Lord Gnaa if he won’t even give me a chance?!”

“If you don’t mind my asking, Doctor, why are we even siding with Lord Gnaa?” Decoe asked. “It isn’t like your other plans worked with these types either. You remember that incident with Chaos, right?”

“That plan with Shadow could’ve gone better.” Bocoe said.

“Those Metarex guys weren’t too nice either!” Bokkun shouted.

Eggman was getting angrier at his robots’ rants.

“And let’s not forget!” Orbot spoke. “Your most recent fail with Dark Gaia-”

“KNOCK IT OFF!” Eggman shouted, kicking Orbot across the room. “I know my plans involving these supernatural beings haven’t exactly worked out, but I have no other options! Ever since that heinous hedgehog knocked us to this world, I’ve had no other plan of action! If I don’t side with Lord Gnaa, what else am I going to do?” Once Eggman was finished, he began panting. “There has to be SOME way I can impress him!”

“Perhaps we can bake him a lifetime supply of bacon and eggs!” Orbot joked.

“Why not drink this smart-guy potion The Brain brought us?” Bokkun asked, holding up a dark green potion.

“Errr!” Eggman grumbled, snatching the potion. “Who needs it? I’m genius enough to figure out something like this!” With that, Eggman placed the potion into a tube, which sucked it straight up until it was gone.

“Perhaps we could make something that doesn’t make fun of Gnaa’s mentors.” Decoe said.

Eggman ceased panting as his face beamed. “Huh? OF COURSE! That’s it! What I need is… AN APPRENTICE!”

“An apprentice?” Decoe asked.

“OF COURSE! All the greatest villains have someone to follow in their footsteps! If I find someone with just my genius, and train him to be evil, Lord Gnaa will FINALLY see what I bring to the party! GAAH HA HA HA HA! Now to just FIND the perfect one! But who…”

Outside the Scrap Yard

Hoagie wandered absentmindedly through the junkyard. “Sigh… Numbuh 1 is right. These new villains aren’t the same as what we’re used to. I gotta think of some new inventions. Ones that can really help. Unfortunately, I’m not sure I can find any- huh?” He stopped when he noticed a line of robots carrying some scrap metal.

He watched as the robots went into the garage of a strange, small building. “Coool!” he drew out. Hoagie then snuck behind the back robot, following it into the garage unseen.

Meanwhile, in an area of the Scrap Yard behind the garage, Johnny 2x4, the little bald boy with a plain white T-shirt, blue jeans, and sandals, was currently rummaging through the trash hills, his imaginary friend, Plank in hand as he held his usual goofy expression. He stuck his head out of the hill and said, “Hmm…this old bucket could be useful. What do you think, Plank?”

“…”

Johnny stared at the piece of wood and said, “I KNOW! We’ll get a bunch of this junk to set up a giant mousetrap! Then those Eds will really be…” He stared at Plank some more.

“…..”

“Oh…what am I doing???” Johnny asked himself, climbing out of the trash heap and walking away with a look of hopelessness. “I’m talking to a piece of wood! What does HE know? He can’t even multiply his own size! He can’t-” Before he could finish, Johnny tripped on a can and Plank was sent flying down a steep trash hill.

At that instant, the intelligence potion shot out of a pipe and landed on the little wooden piece. The glass shattered and the potion spilled over Plank. In seconds, the potion seeped into the wooden board as Plank began to glow with green aura. The glow vanished, and Plank’s eyes began to blink awake, and his body began to move as he yawned.

“Oooh… Oh?” The wooden board turned his head and studied his surroundings. “I…I don’t believe it!” Plank spoke in a high British accent of amazement. “I can move… I can talk… I can think! I… oh BOY, am I smart!”

“There you are, Buddy!” Johnny exclaimed happily, picking his wooden friend up. “Come on, let’s get out of this place!” He was about to walk away, his friend in hand, when-

“Er, not so fast, Johnny.”

The baldheaded boy stopped and stared wide-eyed at his friend. “HOLY COW, PLANK! YOU CAN TALK!”

“Of course I can talk, Johnny! I’ve been talking all this time, remember?”

“…Huh?”

"Yes, and you were the ONLY one that listened to me.” Plank said, a tone of malice in his British voice. “Everyone else just paid me no mind. You remember the Spelling Bee, don't you? I spelled that word with pure gusto, but that dreadful Nazz girl ignored it."

“Oh yeah! THAT WOOD-HATER! We should do something about her, Plank!”

“Yes, and we’ll get back at ALL of them for what they did! And I’ve concocted the perfect plan!”

“Cool! Let’s hear it, Plank!”

“First off, find me more hunks of wood.” the wooden board smirked evilly, then looked over to where the potion spilled. “And more of that DELICIOUS beverage…”

Inside Eggman’s base

“I’ll find the perfect apprentice in time!” Eggman said confidently as he and his henchmen walked down a hall. “But right now, let’s check to see how my clones are doing.” They reached a door, where Eggman pushed some buttons on a terminal, making it slide open. “Oh, Cubot! How’re my precious clones do-GEAAH!” Eggman flinched in pure shock at the sight before him: his army of clones were malfunctioning and going crazy, roaming around uncontrollably.

Two Voldemort Clones were laughing crazily as they hit each other with hammers. Some Palpatine Clones were tap-dancing and giving a creepy grin, then did a break dance as they spun on the ground and slowed to a stop. A Sentinel Clone walked up and grabbed a wall, then started banging its head against it.

“NOOO!” Eggman yelled to his creations.

A Voldemort and Palpatine Clone were skating in an ice rink until the Voldemort Clone twirled the Palpatine and came to a stop, holding hands and smiling as the crowd cheered. Two Sentinels were doing the old spinning-around-a-baseball-bat trick with a giant bat until they stopped and began wobbling dizzily, eventually tumbling down.

“NO! CUBOT! STOP THIS AT ONCE!”

“YEEHAW!” Cubot exclaimed as he rode atop a Voldemort Clone, while several Voldemorts and Palpatines began racing on a track on their hands and feet like horses. Several Voldemort Clones were flying around the ceiling, bumping into each other and coming down. Another Voldemort was laughing giddily as it sat upside down in one of those coin-activated shaking rockets (whatever the hell you call those).

As Eggman panicked from all this, a Voldemort appeared by him and exclaimed, “HUG ME, FRIEND!” and embraced the scientist in a hug.

“Grrrrr! That’s… EEEENOOOUUGH!” With that, Eggman pushed a remote and all the clones sparked and switched off, fainting to the ground. One of the Sentinels had a seizure and shook around a bit before fainting. Also, one of the Voldemorts hit the other with his hammer.

Eggman panted in frustration and anger. “WOOHEE! That was FUUUN!” Cubot exclaimed, break-dancing beside Eggman. “Let’s do that AGAIN!”

“YAH!” Eggman kicked his robot away and stomped back upstairs.

The five robots followed their master back to the computer room. “How do you expect me to find a good apprentice and impress Lord Gnaa if YOU FIVE keep WRECKING everything?”

“Doctor, remind me why you even NEED an apprentice to begin with?” Decoe requested.

“Why not? To share ideas, to develop new ones, to make bigger and BADDER machines! Knowledge only comes from learning, and no learning comes better than teaching! Whether you are student or teacher, you have something to take away. And quite honestly, it would be nice to have someone look up to me, and not be the laughing stock of mad scientists everywhere. I can’t go one minute without somebody calling me to-” Before he could finish, there was an incoming message on his terminal. Eggman pressed a button and held up a phone as a green-skinned man with a purple cape, black wig, and big chin appeared onscreen.

“You WRETCHED RAPSCALLION! You bumbling buffoon! You make a mockery of evil geniuses everywhere, Eggman! For I: The HACKERRRR suggest that YOU take your plans a little more seriously, and STOP being SUCH a joke! And furthermore-” There was the sound of something falling on The Hacker’s other end. “HEY! Be careful with those, you despicable DUNCEBUCKETS! I will use those to set up my hundreds of incredibly easy math puzzles, that the Cybersquad will spend countless hours solving, longer than they really should, so they’ll be too distracted to stop my new plan TO DESTROY MOTHERBOOOAARD, HA HA HA HA!”

“Sure thing, Boss!” Delete said.

“Yeah! This plan can’t possibly fail!” Buzz replied, though unconvincingly.

Eggman sighed and hung up. “Oh… things BETTER go well with this apprentice!”

“Dr. Eggman! Look at this!” Decoe exclaimed, pointing at a camera screen.

“Huh?”

“There’s somebody coming! He must’ve snuck in with the robots!” Bocoe followed, pointing to a certain chubby boy onscreen.

“Wait… That boy is part of the Kids Next Door. OF COURSE! IT’S BRILLIANT!”

“You’re going to make HIM your apprentice?” Orbot asked.

“Yes! He doesn’t know a thing about us, yet I can use him to sabotage those twerps. Speaking of which, GET IN HERE!” He shoved his robots into a closet.

Hoagie was already coming to Eggman’s room, looking around in pure astonishment. “Whoa! This place is cool! I wonder who…” Hoagie stopped when he reached the control room, and saw a certain scientist sobbing. Hoagie quietly approached and greeted nervously, “Uh…hello?”

“Mm?” Eggman looked up and turned to him. “Why, hello, dear guest! What brings you to my Secret Scrap Yard Base?” he asked, a lot more enthusiastically.

“Hey! You’re that guy from the commercial!” Hoagie recognized.

“He he he! Correct! I am Dr. IVO R-R-R-R-ROBOTNIK! Better known as Dr. Eggman. The world’s greatest scientist and maker of the already-popular Voldemort, Palpatine, and Sentinel replicas! The most eggenious inventions in my inventory!” His happy expression turned to sadness as he sighed. “Oh, but what does it matter? They’ll all be going to waste soon enough.”

“Wh-What are you talking about? What’s wrong with them?”

“Well, nothing, really. They’re just a little… riled up at the moment. But if I don’t fix them up soon, my cohorts will never trust me again!”

“Your cohorts?”

“Yes. It’s a long story. I’m involved with this small group right now, and if I can’t show them what power my inventions truly bring, they’ll never accept me!”

“You too, huh?”

“Huh?” Eggman raised a curious brow. “What are you doing here, anyway?”

“It’s just, my friends and I are going through a lot of stuff ourselves. I invent things for them, but we’re starting to think it isn’t enough.”

“Oh, the life of a scientist is difficult. Times are always changing, technology keeps evolving. Still, I’m sure YOU did better with your inventions than I did. I think I might throw in the towel.”

“H-Hey, I’m sure they’re not all bad! I mean, the clones you made here seem pretty cool!” he said comfortingly.

“Well, true… but I just can’t get them exactly right! I mean, I don’t WANT them to be as powerful as the real things, but I’d like it if they were a little less…” he looked at the Palpatine and Voldemort Clones, “…premature.”

“Join the Dark Side. We have cookies.” The Palpatine said in a scary voice. Eggman just smacked his forehead.

Hoagie laughed a little. “Ah, you can fix that! You probably just need to lower the emotion levels. Robots get pret-ty crazy when they’re too hung on emotions.”

“Well…” Eggman rose a brow, “YOU seem to know your technology. And what accomplishes have YOU made? Any marvelous inventions?”

“Well…” Hoagie scratched his head, “I’ve got matter transporters, a shrink ray, I built several airships. I’m actually really into planes!”

Planes? Eggman thought to himself as he frowned. Ugh. One thing I don’t need is another arrogant flyboy. “Well… might I perchance SEE these inventions?”

“Well, sure, but… some of them are kinda lodged in my treehouse. And I don’t think my friends would like the idea of me showing an adult my inventions.”

“Oh, but you can trust me! One of the good things about this egg is that I ALWAYS keep my word! And you have my word that I won’t do any sort of misdeed while in your treehouse.”

“Well…I guess it’s okay. But just to be safe, come around midnight or something when everyone’s asleep. We haven’t exactly been known to give adults who enter our treehouse warm welcomes, so give me time to prepare.”

“Heh heh heh! I can’t wait!” Eggman smirked. “Until then, take care now!”

“Okay! See ya later!” With that, the pilot headed out the door, an excited look on his face.

“Hnn hnn hnn!” Eggman laughed once more. “This is almost too easy!”

That’s when the robots fell out of the closet. “Don’t get too cocky, Doctor.” Decoe said.

“This is only the beginning.” Bocoe followed.

“Just watch! Hoagie will be on my side before you know it! And then he’ll get to listen to Lord Gnaa preach about darkness…”

Sector V Treehouse

“Hey, guys, I’m home!” Numbuh 2 greeted cheerily. “I brought some junk from the junk yard, so I’ll get started with the repairs.”

“Fix the TV first!” Wally shouted.

“Um, just out of curiosity, were you guys planning on doing anything tonight? You know, after bedtime?”

“Sleepin’ like we normally do.” Abby said coolly. “Why?”

“Just asking. That reminds me, where’ve Yin, Yang, and Katie been? Are they staying here tonight?”

“We think so.” Nigel replied. “They went out shopping a while ago. Surprised they haven’t made it back, yet.”

“They’re girls, mate.” Wally remarked. “What are ya gonna do?”

Downtown Cleveland

Yin and Katie were in a downtown street, smiling happily as they stared up at the vibrant sky. “Ahhh! The best part of being free is being able to shop for whatever you want!” Yin cheered. Behind them was her brother, Yang, carrying loads of shopping bags, his head entirely hidden behind the items.

“Ugh! I feel like I had more freedom when we were working for Father, and not having to carry your clothes!”

“Come now, Brother! You know you love to spend time with your twin sister!” Yin smiled.

Yang panted as he struggled to carry the load of groceries. “You… are… evil!” With that, he plopped over and fainted.

Yin and Katie stopped when they saw Rumpel Stiltskin at an outdoor café ahead, calmly sipping some coffee. “Oh, great. It’s Dumbel Slickskin.” Katie stated.

“You’d think he’d be long gone by now.” Yin replied.

“I have a bad feeling about him since that Bowser business. Let’s sneak through here.” Katie whispered as they walked through a back alley.

“Uck! What a dump!” Yin said, disgusted at how filthy this alley was. “This almost reminds me of-” Before finishing, she randomly pushed a brick on a wall, and it went in. Suddenly, a trapdoor opened, taking the girls by surprise as they fell inside. “WHOOOAAAA!...” When their screams died down, the door closed.

Yang finally recovered and shook his head from the dizziness. “Huh?” He looked around for where his sister and adopted cousin could have gone. “Cousin? Sister?” He stood up and searched down the alleyway. “Katie? Yin?” More searching. “GIRLS?! Ugh! I feel like Zazu!”


Next time, the two geniuses will meet! And introducing the NEW Plank 2x4! And the reason Orbot’s there is because Eggman is the one who bought them off Darkrai. And now, a bonus one-shot that takes place just before this story!

The Shadow and the Traitor

The Stormtroopers hurried along the beach, firing their guns at the little raccoon girl they were currently chasing. "COME ON, YA BUNCH O' DRONGOS! Try catchin' Cap'n Marine!"

Before the cocky raccoon's eyes, Nolan York rolled out of the forest and in front of the Stormtroopers, facing Marine. The raccoon then noticed a shadow fly out of the forest and landed beside Nolan, becoming Danika and drawing out her daggers. The raccoon smirked and punched her Light Sphere, but the two traitors dodged, causing the Troopers to get hit.

Marine continued to run as Danika threw her daggers, attempting to stick her, but Marine leaped into the air and began flying using her tail. She dodged as Nolan fired missiles, and Danika used Shadow Glide and flew after her. When Dani was above Marine, she reverted to normal and smashed the raccoon to the ground.

Danika hopped off of her and got beside Nolan, and as Marine recovered, Danika leaped above her and tossed her daggers, sticking Marine's clothes to the sandy beach, preventing her from standing. When she tried to shake free, Nolan fired a net around Marine, pushing a button, causing the net to electrocute the young captain, eventually making her faint.

Once she was down, Nolan released the net and the Stormtroopers came over, with Gary picking the netted raccoon up. Danika reached for a communicator and said, "Danika to Brain. We got the raccoon."

"Excellent work, you two. Bring the young captain to the base immediately, where we will store her in cold storage."

"Sure thing." She said, hanging up. "Hey, can you guys take her back to base? I might stay here and relax a bit."

"Me too." Nolan replied.

"Yes, Ma'am." Gary replied, and the Stormtroopers carried Marine away. "Ugh! Burnt raccoon skin!"

"Better than dead raccoon!" Dan replied.

The Stormtroopers were soon out of sight as Danika turned to face the setting sun, kicking her shoes off and lying back on the beach as she wiggled her toes. "Ah, the sweet feel of sunset."

"I thought goths hated the light!" Nolan remarked.

"No we don't. You see, shadowbenders are a little like firebenders. We both get our strength from the sun. Only firebenders get it when it's really high, and really warm. Shadowbenders get it mostly during twilight; the lower the sun, the longer the shadow, and the greater our shadowbending. There's a difference between Shadow and Darkness: Shadowbenders actually like the light. Depending on how it's used, anyway."

"Oh…" As Danika relaxed, Nolan just sat in his wheelchair, rolling closer to his friend. "Hey, Dani… I've always wondered… how did you get involved with the Brotherhood?"

She sighed and sat up a bit. "It was sometime before Nigel left for GKND. I was just walking through my school, minding my own business… until those bullies came up and… began their daily torture."

"Daily, huh?"

"Mm-hm. They did the usual: beating me up, taking my lunch money… thank God they didn't give me wedgies. But usually, I'm always able to handle their insults and I always showed restraint… but that one time, well… I guess I just… couldn't take it anymore. I just took my shadowbending and… killed them."

He rose a brow. "Killed them?"

"Yep. Crushed their necks like the tiny insects they are." She replied, crushing her right hand together. "And since then, everybody at school's been afraid to come near or… even talk about me. Even when they THOUGHT I wasn't around, they wouldn't THINK about talking gossip about me because they were afraid I was hiding in the shadows, which I was. It's sort of funny in a way because that's the very reason people hate psychicbenders so much. The classical 'break your neck using psychic energy' trick. No one ever had a reason for hating shadowbenders like that, not until now, anyway."

"Boy, did you have a freaky life!"

"Yep." She said, laying back on the beach. "Anyway, Madame Rouge came one day, and she took me to Brain, who said he's been watching me, which was stalker-ish… We talked, he told me about BOE, then I joined to get revenge on the people who cast me aside."

"I guess that story's the same for every villain."

"What about you? What was your life like in Sector Q?"

"Oh… it was okay. I moved to Quahog with my mom, met the kids there, got attacked by a supervillain, totally kicked his butt… then, story, story, story by some other author, I joined KND."

"Oh. Cool. So, what happened?"

"Nothing good. I got tricked into disabling Moonbase's defenses, got arrested, escaped, and… you put the rest together."

"Riiiight… Well, at least they gave you a chance. I was thrown away the moment they discovered my powers. Or when I discovered them. They take one look at me and already see the evil I am now. They never gave me a chance."

"Well, they're stupid!" She looked up at him with surprise, and Nolan rolled his chair closer. "Your powers are cool! They're special! You know what I'd give to have powers like those?"

"You don't need my powers. I'm sure you're cool in your own way. You have that wheelchair."

"Well, yeah, I guess... And hey, I was cast aside just like you, either way."

"Somewhat…"

"…But listen, if I was Supreme Leader… I would've given you a chance. I think you're pretty cool."

She looked at him and gave a small smile. "Well, if I was Supreme Leader, I would've listened to your story." Nolan smiled as well.

The two turned back and watched the sun set. "You know… I heard that Lord Gnaa was cast aside himself when he was young."

"Oh?"

"Yeah… I heard he was always made fun of because of his power… he was always rejected… and that's what led him to become a Dark Master."

"Wow. It just goes to show… you never know what someone will grow up to be."

It was then that their communicators rang. They answered as The Brain spoke. "Danika and Nolan, return to base. Lord Gnaa has an assignment for you. It seems the Drilovsky boy has a sister he needs taken care of."

"Sounds exciting." Danika said, and with that, they hung up and Danika stood, putting her shoes back on.

"Well, time to go."

"May I?" she smiled.

Nolan smirked. "Do it!" With that, Danika wrapped around her friend and the two slid along the ground as a shadow.