(A.N from T.K): I want to let all the people who read my other story know now that I am not giving up on any of them and they will be continued at some point in the summer. If you go to my page you'll be able to see which stories or ideas I'm focusing on right this month and the next. I'm sorry if the story you like isn't on either list, but if you want it to then let me know.

Well enough of that crap, on to this story.

Ages:

Huey, Jazmine, Traban, Ming: 16

Riley, Cindy: 14

Well enough of that crap, on to why you're even reading this right now!

Chapter 1: No Time, Man!

Freeman House, 6:00pm:

They stared at the television; all of them slack jawed and wide-eyed. They were speechless, even Ming with her "kick ass first, ask questions later" attitude couldn't say a damn thing. They stared at the TV, begging and pleading with their eyes that there was some kind of mistake.

"No folks this was not a mistaken broadcast. The Hateocracy have broken out of prison and are now roaming about free. They escaped prison after reviving, not only Colonel H. Stinkmeaner, but Luna Love, and Katana Reeves as well. All of these people have one thing in common: hatred for the Freeman family, and Traban Tousen. I don't know about any of you, but am I glad my last name is Johnson and don't know a dam thing about these people. In other news-" The report said from outside the jail, but Huey clicked the TV off.

They continued to stare at the now off TV in silence. Then a few minutes later that silence was broken by Riley repeatedly saying the F-word. After having said it 216 times, which Huey counted, he was out of breath and sprawled out on the floor.

"Fuck, man, what we go do? They killed Bushido ass last time and he was the greatest black karate man to ever live! They whopped our asses like school nuns last time. They asses might be fossils, but we can't fight them, that'd just be fucked up crazy." Riley ranted on and on about how fighting would be suicide. Granddad was settled into his chair, looking much older than he ever had. Jazmine clutched to Huey as if he would disappear, and Ming was trying to look as impassive as possible, but failed miserably.

"You okay Granddad?" Huey asked as Riley stopped ranting and they all turned to look at the old man. He seemed to be in a trance as he stared blankly into the air in front of him. Huey wondered if he had a heart attack just from the news report.

"Boys, you take them girls and run." Granddad said with their eyes widening.

"No, aye Granddad we ain't running like some punk ass bitches! We go fight them niggas, even if it is stupid as all hell!" Riley screamed as Huey made Jazmine let him go. Granddad's blank and peaceful face was torn away by one of anger and fury they hadn't ever seen.

"Dammit boys, I'm old and y'all have yo whole lives ahead of you! Shoot, I probably ain't go see tomorrow, but if they bring they crazy asses here while I'm alive, then they getting they asses torn the hell up! Now when I say go, yo asses betta be out the door before I get my belt!" Granddad roared as they all flinched back. Huey raised an eyebrow to this proclamation.

"So, yo ass old, that don't mean we have to leave yo old ass behind! You, Traban, and Aunt Cookie the only family we have left! We can't let you die, Granddad!" Riley roared back as tears were building in his eyes.

"Riley, Huey, I'm an old man. I don't have many days left, but you… You have your whole lives to live through. You have to get out of high school, go to college, get jobs, and take care these young ladies and all them damn kids y'all go have. If I can die saying I helped make that possible… I'll die with a smile on my face." Granddad said as they stared at him, all of them in tears or close to it.

Huey may not have shown it, but he was another touching speech from crying like Riley and Jazmine were. Granddad was about to go on, but the front door flew open and someone rushed into the house. They all took up fighting stances as they prepared for whatever their enemies could throw at them.

"Hey dudes, I… What the hell is with the battle ready tear fest? Did I miss another new episode of Jerry Springer?" Traban said as they all sighed in relief and Ming came to pat him on the shoulder with a kiss to his cheek.

"You didn't see the news?" Huey asked, but knew the answer. Traban shook his head as he gazed around the room.

"Okay, all of you crying or about damn well near it… Granddad looks his age: 96… Did they cancel Jerry Springer?" Traban asked as Huey sighed in frustration.

"No… why are you here then?" Huey asked as he walked over to his best friend/cousin. Ming went to comfort Jazmine, who thought Huey would die if he was further than 5 feet from her.

"Huh? Oh, right! Come here." Traban said as he gestured for Huey to follow him into the kitchen. They did so and as Traban closed the door behind Huey, his face lit up with the same excitement and glee it did when he first came rushing into the house.

"You didn't kill someone did you?" Huey asked as there were only a few things that got that look out of Traban, and there were no water fountains anywhere.

"No… not today at least…" Traban answered with a smirk on his face as Huey sighed again.

"Anyways, remember when we were watching Jimmy Neutron and he gave his friends superpowers from that magic crack he created in his lab?" Traban asked as Huey stared at him.

"Yes, and that wasn't magic crack, it was some kind of chemical in the form of powder that changed the DNA of whoever used it." Huey said as Traban shrugged.

"Whatever, but I was thinking about that all week. So, you know how Wuncler wanted me to be his head scientist at his lab, right? Well I took the job, and created that magic crack that gives people super powers!" Traban said as he barely contained his excitement. Huey gave him the famous Freeman-brow as Traban frowned slightly at him.

"How the hell did you do that in a week?" Huey asked incredulously as Traban shrugged.

"I told Wuncler he could have an army of super soldiers if I made it work. He pooled in the money and I got in done in three days." Traban said plainly as Huey slapped his hand to his forehead.

"Well, we're going to need some super-powers when I tell you this." Huey said as he walked up to Traban, who looked confused.

The others were sitting quietly as they were all contemplating what to do about the Hateocracy and the two killer Kung-Fu bitches when-

"WHAT?" they all heard Traban yell at the top of his lungs. After they regained their lost hearing they rushed into the kitchen to see Traban shaking Huey like a rag doll.

"Do you have any clue what this means? It means we're dead, screwed, over, finished, obliterated, assimilated, gone! We're all going to die in a pit of agony, and despair!" Traban said at an extremely fast pace as he continued to shake Huey. Huey gave him a blank look the entire time.

"A-are you d-done yet?" Huey asked as Traban was still shaking him. Traban stopped and took a deep breath and started pacing the floor.

"Quite. Now that I know what's going on we have to do something: To the computer!" Traban said comically as he dashed into Huey's room and out with the boy's laptop. Huey took it from him and entered the password.

"Now, what we need to do is track them through the government. Go to Trackers. com and enter in James Smith Password: Yo mamma's so ugly even Jesus doesn't wanna lay hands on her." Traban said in a sage like tone as he paced the floor again.

The others were crowded around the computer, but when he said that password they gave him disbelieving/confused looks. Huey sighed in frustration and entered it anyway. It worked and Huey started tracking them through a government DNA satellite. It displayed 6 red dots over the Indian Ocean that was moving quickly.

"They're on a plane over the Indian Ocean. They must have hi-jacked it. They'll be here in no time the way their moving now. I estimate about a week." Huey said as he shut off and closed the computer. The others looked scared, but Traban started laughing crazily as he pointed a finger to the air in a dramatic fashion.

"That's perfect! That gives me and you enough time to perfect the magic crack to the level we'll need it at!" Traban proclaimed as he started laughing again. The others looked at him crazy, but Huey slapped his hand to his forehead.

"What this crazy ass nigga talkin' about? What the magic crack?" Riley asked as he looked back and forth between Huey and Traban. Huey was about to answer, but Traban grabbed Huey's arm.

"No time, man! We have scientific mumbo-gumbo to perform!" Traban said as he ran out of the door with Huey being dragged through the air by his arm.

Only one thing when through everyone's mind as they looked at the front door…

What the hell are they gonna do?