Color of faith

Chapter 3: Fancy an escort?

Nigel gave up on his communicator a few minutes ago and infiltrated in Sickybeard’s ship. He and numbuhs three and four were on the lookout as they ducked under a pile of crates, all of them avoiding making a sound. Many pirates passed them as they readied the canyons to destroy their tree house. A muttered ‘No way in adult-victory’ from Nigel and they had new orders to stop them by any means necessary. They were about to split when they noticed Stickybeard was speaking hurriedly to someone. He was confronting numbuh five, but she was kicking butt as good as the weapon in her hands allowed her to. They decided a frontal approach then, grabbed their weapons and gave her back up. Abby had tied Sticky-‘bum’ up when Hoagie awoke. He saw her gripping his hands behind his back and talking to her for some reason.

“You’re not pulling numbuh five’s leg, are ya’?” She asked him in distrust and a slight alarm in her voice.

“Nay, Lassy, what would old Stickybeard get from tha’” He replied, used to being dragged to prison like this. They awaited with the crew in the meeting room of the tree house and Hoagie wondered why she was always so much cooler then him, embarrassed for passing out but he was so exhausted and hoping he didn’t have to endure too much humiliation.

“Right, fine Sticky‘wuss’, numbuh five will check out as soon as she can.” She said, ‘is she really making agreements with the enemy?’ wondered numbuh one.

“Ye do that, it’s needed.” He replied, numbuh one was not very happy about that. He called upon moonbase to think on how he was going to deliver this prisoner. As soon as it was settled he asked: “What were you and Stickybeard talking about?” he said.

She looked grave. “He thinks that the day we saved Heinie from black John, he could swear the pirate came back for him.” She shrugged, numbuh five asked him why he was here, and he gave numbuh five the weirdest answer; something ‘bout followin’ the rainbow’.” She discarded it and went to sit down across of numbuh four.

Numbuh one simply looked confused. “Alright… Well team, we need to move pronto, numbuh 86 says that Moonbase needs Stickybeard A.S.A.P. and that was via a LOT of shouting: Personally I don’t need to endure more.” He adjusted his glasses from his place behind the podium. “So all we have to do is deliver this criminal to the moon, no questions, right?” He paused and his team looked at one another. “Right then, let’s go.”

Sector V moved out quite quickly, they were more then used to something so simple; it felt like taking out the trash in the most, that’s why they wondered why there was double security in Moonbase when they arrived and why the alert had risen to an alarming level for such a sunny day. When it came to the KND Nigel didn’t like taking any chances, nor did any of the members of his team; especially because when they were asked to produce DNA to be identified in the gates of Moonbase’s hangar, numbuh two felt nothing short of offended.

“I’m numbuh two of sector V” He said anoyedly. “You talked to me yesterday.”

“Orders are orders, Hoagie” Came the reply. “Please state your DNA to be properly identified.” Hoagie just looked confused and asked; “What’s going on, guys, you’re really weirding us out right now; first with the route’s scanning system, the satellite cameras, the armed guards on hovercrafts, the armed security in the atmosphere level of earth; now THIS? Not trying to sound rude but, are we under attack or something?”

“I know, Hoagie, whatever administration is planning, it’s big, you’re the fift person to ask- ow!” Another voice invaded the conversation.

“What are you doing!? We’re on high-level security, just ask for the DNA verification and certify the gate-control; nothing MORE! It could be a robot from Father!” It yelled. The members of sector V merely looked at each other and Numbuh two just stuck his finger up his nose to avoid more problems for his friend.