I am proud to begin this story. The final story in the KND: Universe. KND: Galactic Endgame.

Children and Adults look back on this event and wonder the same thing. Could this have all been avoided? Honestly, not even I could answer that question. Events have occurred that many now see could have been avoided…but this one, however, does not appear to be like those events. And then a chosen one will tip the scales, creating utter balance between both Adulthood and Childhood. And then the villain will burn. And so the hero will burn as well.

GKND HQ: Big Three's Office

In a circular room, a light shone down on a bald boy. The boy wore a silver and red space suit, his eyes weary and arms behind his back. He stood tall as he looked into the darkness.

'What is your name?' a voice in the darkness asked.

"I am Nigel Uno." The boy answered.

'Allow us to rephrase that. What is your Code Numbuh?' a second voice asked.

"I am Numbuh 1." The boy, Nigel, said as instantaneous as he had before.

'Do you know why you've been here?' a third voice asked.

"I've been here because you needed the best from every planet. I am the best Earth had to offer." The boy said coldly.

'Are you familiar with a man called Father?' The first voice asked.

"Yes…his real name is Benedict Uno, he is my Uncle."

'Are you aware of the events that have transpired on your native planet since your departure?' the second voice asked.

"No…I believe I've been kept out of the loop by you three. I never even got to go home and bring anything, just the possessions I already had, including my Uncle's pipe." Nigel said pulling the pipe out of a pocket on his space suit.

'Do you know why you've been here, among the stars, saving countess world's children from adult tyranny? The third voice asked.

Nigel looked into the darkness puzzled. "…Because I am the best my home world had to offer to the Galactic Kids Next Door."

'Are you aware of the ancient prophecy?' The first voice asked.

"Yes…yes I am…" Nigel trailed off. "A kid in medieval armor years back mentioned a prophecy…and how I was the one it spoke of…" Nigel thought for a moment. "That's why I am here…that's why I've been here…in preparation…but what am I being prepared for?"

'To save all of Childhood…the entire Galaxy's Childhood.' The second voice said.

"But from what?" Nigel asked, slightly annoyed.

'Since you have been gone from your planet, your Uncle has gained favor in the eyes of the public, becoming your nations President and forming alliances with other like-minded, powerful individuals throughout the planet Earth' The third voice said.

'Ever since your departure, he's been looking for a way to destroy everything you stood for…the answer being destroying childhood…permanently.' The first voice spoke.

"But how? How can he do that?"

'We will not lie to you; it has been attempted twice before. Both by a man named Jonah Icarus, using both technology and meta-human powers in his attempts.' said the second voice.

"That still doesn't explain anything. How can Father destroy childhood?" Nigel asked once more.

'Simple, the Scales of Age. The scales are always in balance, creating aging. But, if the scales were to tip at either side, then that side will become dominant." Said the third voice.

'You're mission Nigel Uno, the reason why you practically exist, is to stop your Uncle, before he can eliminate childhood, forever.' Said the first voice.

"How am I possibly going to defeat my uncle if he's practically taken over the entire Earth?" Nigel shook his head. Nigel had been on a mission similar but on a smaller scale once before. Liberating an asteroid colony's children from and Adult tyrant, only thing was that the kids willingly went along with their enslavement.

'Do not worry Number One. Numbuh 8/92 and friends of yours have already prepared for your arrival. You have a proper foundation to work with.' Said the second voice.

'This is what you were meant to do Nigel.' The third voice spoke. This is what you were born to do. This is why you were kept around after your thirteenth. This is why you are here. Now go…save childhood and stop you're Uncle.'

"Right…I get going then." Nigel spun around and headed to the door in the darkness.

As the sound of a door opening and closing echoed throughout the room, the three voices sighed at the same time. 'Are you sure he can do this?' asked the second voice.

'It was after all his Grandfather that almost enslaved kid kind on his planet years ago. And now it's his Uncle causing the mess.' Said the third voice.

'Nigel is ready for the task.' The first voice said confidently. 'He's spent nearly four years up here preparing for this moment. He's saved children dozens of times on a planet wide scale…even with the wait of the Galaxy on his shoulder…he will come out on top…just as he's done before.'

Earth: June 20th

Nigel took in a deep breath. He'd brought all of the possessions he'd arrived with: the bag full of experimental 2x4 tech, Father's pipe, and the jumpsuit he'd wore. He looked to his navigation system, finding that he was over the drop point. Nigel took in a deep breath before placing his hand on a lever. He exhaled and pulled the lever down.

Nigel's ship shot a pod downward toward the planet below. The pod rocket as it began to pierce through the atmosphere. The pod deployed a metal parachute, slowing its descent. The pod landed in a clear open desert.

Nigel unfastened his seatbelt and stood from his seat. He gathered his bag of equipment and hit a button on his pods control panel. The door to the pod shot open, allowing Nigel to exit the pod.

Nigel stepped out of the pod and took in the sight. This was Earth. This was his planet. This was his home. A poster floated by on a gust of wind. Nigel outstretched his hand and grabbed the poster. He flipped it over to examine it. Nigel frowned as he found it to be an anti-KND poster.

Nigel crumpled up the poster and tossed it aside. "Things have changed." Nigel muttered.

"The more things change, the more they stay the same." A feminine voice said, catching Nigel's attention.

Nigel turned to see a teenage girl wearing black body armor, a gas mask, and tinted goggles. "Who're you?" Nigel asked as he secretly reached for his 2x4 sidearm.

"You can call me Sand." The teenager said crossing her arms. "I'm here on behalf of Numbuh Infinity; you don't have to pull a gun on me."

Nigel pulled his sidearm anyways. "Sorry, but I just got back as you can tell, I don't know who to trust just yet, especially if someone's wearing a mask."

"Would it help if I said I was a friend of Numbuh 2030?" Sand asked.

"Numbuh 2030? You mean Nolan? Well that certainly would help." Nigel said lowering his sidearm. "How is that ol' locksmith anyway?"

"He's dead." Sand said letting out a shaky breath.

Nigel's eyes widened slightly. He looked down at the ground and shook his head. "Did Father kill him?" Nigel asked.

"No..." Sand sighed. "…He hired someone to kill him. Benedict actually did the same to a number of others as well."

"Who?" Nigel asked concerned.

"Numbuhs 202, 55, and 73 also met their ends to an assassin." Sand shook her head. "That aside it'd be best if we got a move on."

"Why?" Nigel asked as Sand began to walk away.

"Someone must've noticed that you landed here, we both aren't exactly people on Benedict's nice list." Sand said as a 2x4 helicopter materialized.

Nigel hurried along as he pulled out a remote from his spacesuit. Sand entered the helicopter and sat in the pilot seat. She hit the startup button, causing the rotors to spin. Nigel entered the 2x4 helicopter and took a seat in the co-pilot chair.

The helicopter took off as Nigel hit a button the remote. "What's that?" Sand asked.

"Safety precaution." Nigel simply said as his pod exploded.