A/N: Hey everyone! Numbuh 28 here. You could call me PaintSS, if you want.

You MAY notice sooner or later that my numbuh is shared with one of the characters. Sorry 'bout that, I really don't believe that her or my number should really be changed ^.^; he, he.

Something to tell you about this fanfic- it's going to go along like the show. Other than this story/chapter and some specials, they are all going to be one shots as different chapters called Operation: whatever it is under one story called Project: T.E.E.N.S. If it's made up of different parts, then it'll be part one and the rest of the parts after it.

This is my second shot at a fanfic; my first one… it really didn't go so well. Second time's a charm, right?

Hopefully...

So... enjoy! Please give helpful (and honest) reviews! They are most appreciated ^.^

Codename: Kids Next Door

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Project: T.E.E.N.S.

Teens

Enter

Extraordinary

Needy

Society

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Operation: S.E.A.R.C.H.I.N.G.

Searching

Every

Adolescent

Right

Can

Help

In

Necessary

Gatherings

The room was ominous and dark, an invisible wind dusting the floors and a silent echo vibrating through the walls. Inside, the only source of light was a bright monitor, alive with moving images and files. Before it, two figures stood, analyzing the data that whirled in front of their eyes.

"I knew you were a desperate person, Numbuh 593, but this- this is going too far!"

The figure closest to the monitor frowned. "I will do what I have to do to save the Kids Next Door, Numbuh 840." she said icily.

"But- but teenagers? It's- it's just unimaginable! It's forbidden! Don't you remember? Teens aren't allowed into the KND. True, there are undercover teen operatives, but recruiting them?! They are the enemy, Numbuh 593; it's always been the same."

Numbuh 593 bowed her head. "But things aren't the same, are they?" she said, turning around to face him. "Didn't you notice, Numbuh 840? How the kids, not being kids anymore, how they look and seem only ten years old, but act like adults?"

She sighed in defeat, her eyes now glued back onto the screen. "These kids... they're not kids at all. There are virtually no kids left in the world... It seems as if the virus Numbuh 74.239 was talking about has almost taken over the planet." After a quick glance on the screen, she sat, her hands flying over the keyboard.

Numbuh 840 looked over her shoulder. "But what do the teens have to do with this?" he asked. She grunts, her hands still typing. "It could just be a lost hope, but I believe our fate lies in these teenagers." she said. "After the disappearance of Sector V, it seems as if our choices have diminished..." her voice trailed off, and she swallowed.

When she spoke again, her voice was a harsh whisper. "I was on that mission when Numbuhs 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5 disappeared..." a long sigh escaped her mouth, and she looked tired and weary. "I had only graduated from being a cadet, and I was seven years old."

"We were in the Delightfuls' mansion, and I believe Father was up to something... I don't really remember. But there was this fight, and Numbuh 1 hid me in a corner- I think it was to keep me safe, since there was something really dangerous going on. I remember watching in horror as they were suddenly ambushed by some Teenagers, and how just before the blast one teenage said, 'Where's your teenage saviors now?' And just as Numbuh 1 asked what on earth he was talking about, it..."

She swallowed the tears that came, and Numbuh 840 nodded sympathetically. He was about to put a hand on her shoulder before she sniffed and waved him off. "It- it's okay. I can manage." She loudly blew her nose. "Thanks anyway." She sighed sadly.

"There was the explosion. I thought at first it was Father's or the Teens' bomb, but later we found out it was someone else's. We still don't know who. That was when I blacked out. When I woke, there were dozens of medics, and they were telling me to keep calm. I didn't know why; I just wanted to look for Sector V."

"It was later that day I learned that everyone but Sector V was spared. I should have been grateful, but I felt guilty that they worked so hard and suffered while I was a cowardly mess huddled in a corner and I wasn't hurt. It haunted me for a really long time."

"I was able to recover from that guilt, but what that teenager said still baffled me. What did he mean by 'teenage saviors'? I knew that teens were evil things. I didn't understand how they could've helped us." She turned and glanced at him, a crazy twinkle in her eye. "But I think I understand now. I think there are Teenagers out there that are still kids- teens that are still children in their hearts, the way some kids are adults in their own hearts."

She looked at the screen, a smile on her lips. "And I think these five are the answer. They will be our saviors. They will be project T.E.E.N.S."