A/N: Sorry the updates are getting real slow- I'm only 14 years old and have so many things in my schedule like school and swimming and homework...

And sorry for it being really short. Since Middle School is going to end in like, two weeks or so, I want to have something posted before it does. By summertime I'll be workin' up a storm! Even though no one is really reading this...

And shout out to Chalkolatedragun for giving me that totally awesome review! That really lit up my mood and seriously motivated me to keep writing this story. I was actually thinking of canceling this story for the lack of feedback, but that review really brought me back up.

So, thanks a lot~! ^^

Now, you shall find out who the ominous voice in the darkness is! BWAHAHAHAHAHA-

Actually, I think you should know.

Codename: Kids Next Door

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Prudence squealed a bit when she spun too fast and stumbled a little, but she quickly regained her balance and her composure, looking at the general location of the anonymous intruder with her chin high as if nothing had happened.

Terrylin stepped forward bravely, clenching her fists and waving them in the air. "Come out, you intruder!" she called out threateningly. "I ain't afraid of you!"

"Actually, it's-" Madrigal began, about to correct her, but Terrylin turned on her, fuming.

"Hey, you're not the boss of me!"

Madrigal went red with anger, surprising everyone else since she always seemed to be emotionless at school.

"I was just correcting you, Terrylin," she growled. "What on Earth seriously makes that seem as if I were your boss?!"

"EVERYTHING!"

"WHAT?! That's completely irrational! How does everything-"

"Ahem," the voice said, and they saw the silhouette crossing its arms, visibly annoyed. "I'm still here, you know."

On closer inspection, it was obvious that the speaker was female- a girl, possible ten or eleven, to be specific, since she sounded really young.

"A LITTLE GIRL?!" Terrylin screeched. "A LITTLE GIRL WAS THE ONE WHO BROUGHT US HERE?! I CAN'T EVEN-"

Wills stopped her with a raised hand and stepped closer to the girl.

"Um, hello," he said warily. "I'm-"

"I already know your name, Wills," the figure calmly replied. "I also know Madrigal's, Prudence's, Terrylin's, and Carter's, too."

The five of them were all so shocked even Terrylin was speechless.

Carter broke the silence with a question. "Are you a stalker or something?"

Madrigal face-palmed, but the girl chuckled slightly and said, "Well, you could say something like that."

Prudence's eyebrows shot up while Wills stared at her. "What's your name?"

She didn't hesitate. "That's classified information."

Terrylin scoffed. "That's stupid- why can't we know your name and you can know ours?"

Prudence looked confused. "Then what on earth do we call you? Even if your name is classified, you need to have at least a title or somethin'."

"You can just call me Numbuh 593."

Carter blinked. "Number... five hundred and ninety three?"

"No- Numbuh 593. Pronounce it five ninety three."

"But saying 'number' like that doesn't make any sense!" Madrigal exclaimed. "That's grammatically incorrect-"

Terrylin rolled her eyes. "It really doesn't matter, Madrigal."

Madrigal turned on her. "Yes, it does!" she said angrily.

"Why?' Terrylin answered cockily.

"Because-"

"Do they always argue like this?" The girl- Numbuh 593- asked, looking at Wills.

"Surprisingly, no," he said. "This is the first time they actually spoke face to face, actually. Madrigal really isn't the talking kind of person. Or, at least, I don't think she is..."

"Oh really?" Numbuh 593 asked, but she didn't sound surprised at all. Instead, she faced Wills with a kind of maturity that wasn't present in most kids, but he could still sense the childishness and playfulness kids had- or at least they were supposed to have. He remembered how many kids were 'maturing' years before their time, and he suddenly felt glad that his own brother wasn't one of these kinds of people.

It was a somewhat ironic combination, and as Wills scrunched his eyes in confusion he heard 593 giggle a little.

She came into the light, and he found out he was correct- she was a young girl, seemingly about eleven years old. She had piercing blue eyes that seemed to analyze him, as well as straight dirty blonde hair that seemed unkept.

Numbuh 593 was skinny, but not in the way most people her age starved themselves to a stick- instead, she was lean, as if she worked out often. He felt her eyes boring into his body, but somehow, according to a weird instinct, he could tell that this girl wasn't hostile or had any bad intentions towards them. She, instead, seemed interested in them.

Still, he wanted to be safe than sorry. "Who-who are you?"

She looked annoyed. "Didn't I tell you already? Wow, 840 was right- people are getting dumber by the moment."

"Hey!"

Terrylin suddenly interrupted. "This is stupid." She snapped to 593 angrily. "Tell me- WHY DID YOU BRING US HERE? TELL ME OR ELSE-" she was cut off when Numbuh 593 laughed.

Prudence looked baffled, staring at 593 as if she were a ghost.

"What...?" Terrylin trailed off, too confused for words. Numbuh 593 smiled slightly. "Ah, you will all know in time." She turned away and beckoned with a hand. "Come." She walked away towards a tunnel in the shadows.

Madrigal blinked when she was out of earshot. "Well, that was..."

"Interesting," Carter finished. Prudence nodded in agreement, watching as Numbuh 593's figure slowly disappeared.

"Should we follow her?" she thought out loud, and Terrylin vigorously shook her head.

"No way! That girl must have mental problems or something!"

"I seriously doubt this... Numbuh 593 has any mental problems." Madrigal noted. "She doesn't seem to have any symptoms relating to an unstable mentality, from what I could tell."

Carter frowned. "English, please?"

Madrigal glared at him. "That was English."

"Really? Well... how about an English I recognize?"

While Madrigal hit her face with her hand, groaning at his stupidity, Wills stared at the tunnel, debating on whether or not they should follow. Suddenly his mouth opened, and without thinking he said "I think we should go and follow her."

When Madrigal, Prudence, Terrylin, and Carter glared at him with mute shock, his own mouth hung open in surprise at what he had just said. Surprisingly, no one argued with him, and instead Prudence decided to pipe up.

"Well, Ah guess Willy here has a point," she said, ignoring Wills' protest as the mispronunciation of his own name. "It doesn't hurt to go an' try just for a bit, right?"

There were a few muttered yes's from the group, along with a grunt from Terrylin, and Prudence brightened.

"Okay, people! Let's go!"