Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing. Codename: Kids Next Door is the property of Mr. Warburton, Cartoon Network, Curious Pictures, and anyone else I might have forgotten.
Nigel stared in disbelief as he stepped past the rubble and ash that littered the ground. It simply couldn't be. It wasn't possible. Where there had once been a beautiful house and a majestic tree house now stood nothing. All that remained of his sector headquarters and more importantly his home was a large patch of scorched earth and a few pieces of burning rubble. "How could this happen," he mumbled softly to no one in particular.
"Don't act like you don't know"
Nigel spun at the voice, "Numbuh Fi…" The name died on his lips as he came face to face with not his teammate, but the barrel of a weapon.
"You don't got no right to call me that anymore. Traitor," Numbuh Five spit venomously as she tightened her finger on the trigger. "Not after what you did."
"Abby I don't know what you're talking about," Nigel pleaded as he slowly raised his hands. He wasn't sure what was going on, but he didn't plan on giving Numbuh 5 any reason to shoot.
"Oh you don't know what I'm talkin' about. I suppose it was someone else that led the attack against us. I suppose it was someone else who deactivated the defense systems and let all those ice cream men into the tree house. It had to have been someone else that handed the others over to be delightfulized like it was nothing, and then when you was done you destroyed everything that was left. But wait that wasn't you, it had to have been someone else." By the end of her tirade, Numbuh 5 was nearly screaming at him and gesturing wildly with her weapon.
Each accusation tore into Nigel like a red hot poker. It couldn't be possible. He would never turn on his team…on his friends. But at the back of his mind he could feel it, that angry burning hatred he had fought to control ever since he had learned of its existence. Could it be he really had done this? "No! It's not possible. Look Abby I don't know what's going on, but if we work together we can…"
"We can what!" The scream was accompanied by the barrel of her weapon pressing against his chest. "We can try to solve this until Numbuh 5 let's her guard down and ends up like the others. I don't think so. You won't be betraying anyone again."
Nigel watched the world slow down as her finger tightened on the trigger. He was a little disappointed that his life didn't flash before his eyes like the movies always said. It would have been nice to see his friends' faces again in happier times. Even as he resigned himself to his fate, he could feel the hatred crying for release. "Let us out," it hissed, "and we can save you." Nigel was tempted, but the thought of what he could have already done steeled his resolve, "No this is for the best."
With a flash of light, Nigel Uno's world was plunged into darkness.
"Nigel! Nigel are you okay?"
"Wha…Who…Rachel?" Nigel's brain tried to wrap itself around what was going on. His head was killing him, and it was still pitch dark. Slowly he pushed himself back into a sitting position, his hands coming into contact with the cold concrete floor.
"You were screaming in your sleep again. Another nightmare?"
"Yeah let's call it a nightmare."
"Wanna talk about it?"
Nigel could hear the worry in her voice, but a part of him couldn't help but fear what her reaction might be if he told her. Would she be supportive? Could she possibly understand what was going on in his mind? Would she turn away from him? He could still see Numbuh Five's face in his mind, the pain of his apparent betrayal on her features. He didn't know if he could stand to see the same look on Rachel's face. "Rachel…I…"
"I've been having them too, but I guess you've probably noticed," her voice was barely above a whisper but Nigel could hear her strain to put just a little bit of humor into her words. There was nothing to laugh about, but he knew it was an attempt to break the tension.
"Well, it is kinda obvious."
"It's almost the same every time. I watch as everything around me falls apart. The moonbase. The Kids Next Door. My friends like Fanny and Patton. All of them are gone, and there isn't anything that I can do to help them. I can only stand aside and watch as it happens. It's worse than when Father became Supreme Leader. At least then I could fight back after you snapped me out of my funk, but in the dreams it all happens too fast. Before I know it, it's all gone and I'm left all alone."
Nigel thought back to his own dreams. They seemed to be similar with one major difference. In her dreams, Rachel wasn't the cause of all the pain and suffering. "I'm sorry Rachel. It can't be easy to deal with."
"It's not, but at least their only dreams right?"
Nigel gave a nervous laugh, "Yeah…only dreams."
"I've talked, so come on soldier. Share."
"I don't know…"
"Fine that's an order from your Supreme Commander."
Nigel could tell from her tone that there was no way around this conversation. With a sigh, he settled himself into a more comfortable position. "You know about my family."
"You mean how your dad is Number Zero? Yeah of course."
"Not that part of my family."
"Oh. Your relationship with Father?" Some of the determination had left her voice; suddenly Rachel wasn't sure this was an issue she should have forced. While she, the members of Sector V, and select other operatives knew about Nigel's less than reputable family members, the relationship wasn't widely known throughout the KND. It had been decided that it would be best for the Kids Next Door not to know that one of their heroes was related to one of their greatest foes.
"Not just with Father but Grandfather too. That evil is a part of me."
"Don't be ridiculous Nigel! You're nothing like them!"
"Not now, but I can't help feeling like I could be. Like there is a part of me just waiting to come out of hiding, and takes its place on the family tree. That's what my dreams have been about. The darkness in me finally taking over, and doing things I never thought myself capable of. That's what I see when I close my eyes Rachel. The pain and suffering I could inflict on my friends, and I can't help but wonder if it's just my mind messing with me or some prediction of the future."
The two sat in silence for several minutes. Nigel thought the silence would be helpful, but now he wished she would say something. The thoughts that buzzed through his mind about what she may be thinking was not exactly pleasant. On the other hand if any of his fears were true, maybe it would be best if she didn't say anything. Just as he was about to speak up, her voice cut through the silence. It wasn't the powerful commanding voice of the Supreme Commander, but the softer voice of Rachel. The voice he had heard several times over the past few months. The voice of someone who cared about him deeply as a friend.
"I don't think I would worry too much about it Nigel. I don't believe you could ever turn your back on your friends like that. You're too good for something like that. At least that's my opinion."
Nigel couldn't help but smile a little at the pronouncement. Maybe he was just letting his mind get carried away. After all if Rachel still believed in him, then at least he had one person on his side, and he had a good idea that his other friends would probably voice similar opinions. "Thanks Rachel, and for what it's worth I don't think you are going to lose your friends any time soon. If nothing else you'll always have me to back you up."
From the shadows the two kids' captor watched in disgust. He'd moved too quickly on this part of the plan evidently. They had instantly through their support to one another. He'd hoped that this would have planted the seeds of doubt, but this part backfired. He should have known better than to put his faith into something created by that imbecile Chester. Oh well this would be a set back at the most and nothing more. He would still break them, and when they kneeled before him they would learn the true meaning of terror.
A/N: Well there we are folks hope it was worth the wait. I know not a lot of action, but there has to be some character development. I do apologize for the delay in getting this up, but it took longer to finish up than I planned. The next chapters are only rough draft at the moment, so I will update but I don't know how soon. Please be patient with me. As always any reviews, comments, and criticisms are welcome. Until next time. --DementerR