Book I and Book II are done and I suggest that you read them first, or at keast Book II.
All characters and places in this story belong to the Disney Corporation. original creators, Mark McCorkle and Robert Schooley I recieve nothing for the writting of this story.
It was the running of the monkeys all over again. She was back on Monkey Island, but this time, she was standing in the way of the pack. Looking at their faces, she could see terror. They were running away from something. And she was in their way. Looking at their faces again, she realized she could put a name to each one of them. She knew them as friends. Friends that were going to kill her in their stamped. She tried to jump out of their way, but her feet were rooted to where she stood. Covering her head and face she ducked down to maybe keep herself from being killed. They never made it to her.
When she looked up, she saw that she was in a village. Gone were the palm trees, replaced with lotus. A woman was walking away from her. Kim called out, but the woman ignored her. Running up to her to find out where she was, Kim put her hand on her shoulder. The woman turned to face Kim. The woman's face was that of a monkey and it screamed at her.
Opening her eyes, she saw the shuttered windows in her room. Sitting up and looking around, she realized she was in her own room. The memories of the previous night came flooding back to her and calmed her. The dream had seemed so real. And looking around, where was Ron?
Getting out of bed, she realized she was naked. She got her father's shirt off the chair where Ron had left it last night and slipped it on. After opening the door, she knew exactly where Ron was. The smell of breakfast being cooked reminded her of how hungry she was. They had a busy day planned so she better get something to eat now while she had the chance.
Going downstairs barefoot, she made no sounds. Without consciously realizing it, part of her was already switching into mission-mode. Her initial thought had been to sneak up on Ron to give him a good morning kiss, but when she made it to the arch way that led to the kitchen and looked in, any chance of sneaking up on him went right out the window. There he stood, with his back to her, at the kitchen stove cooking breakfast. He was wearing her mother's apron and that was all. His moving butt faced her with it's vertical smile as he was singing and dancing to an old song from the Oh Boyz. "Quit Play'in Games With My Head?" and Rufus was dancing using the same moves as Ron.
Crossing her arms and smiling, she interrupted his rendition by asking "So exactly what head is it that you want me to quit play'in games with? You didn't seem to mind my games last night."
"Oh aaaaaaa...hi Kim. Have you been standing there long?" said Ron after turning to face her, his face turning three shades of red. " Rufus. You were suppose to warn me when she came down."
"Sorry!" said Rufus as he shrugged his shoulders.
She walked over, put her arms around his neck and gave Ron a good morning kiss. "Oh don't blame Rufus. He was just enjoying the show, same as I was. Besides, it's just as well that I find out now before we're married. My husband, a closest Oh Boyz lover. Oh the shame of it." As she said the last part, she released Ron, hung her shaking head in mock shame and moved away from him to sit at the kitchen table.
Ron had already set it with silverware and glasses of juice and coffee. Rufus had been making the toast.
Her act was rewarded with a quick slap on her butt with the spatula Ron was holding.
"Hey! You don't know where that's been!" said Kim rubbing the spot.
"Yeah I do." said Ron as he finished filling her plate with bacon, potatoes and eggs and set it before her. "Till just a few minutes ago it was upstairs sleeping."
He filled his plate and sat down smiling at her. She noticed that his plate didn't have any bacon on it.
"Ah Ron, I've been meaning to tell you that I've decided to give up bacon."
"Oh? Why is that?" he asked as he started eating.
"Well...you know, it's ah full of fats and ah...high cholesterol...and...you know."
"No. I don't." said Ron looking at her now. Suddenly the light went on over his head."Wait a minute. Please no Kim. You are marrying me, not my religion. I talked with Rabbi Katz and there is no reason you need to give up anything. Your religion, bacon or anything. Besides, it's a mote point. There hasn't been any real bacon in this house for many years. I only gave that to you because that was all that was left."
"What do you mean?" asked Kim looking at her bacon as if seeing it for the first time.
"Your mother has been buying smoked turkey strips called "Fakin Bacon," every since the first time I had breakfast here and she found out I was Jewish. It tastes enough like bacon that you didn't even notice." He said with a smile.
"Besides, we have more important thing to talk about this morning." continued Ron. "But before we put our game faces on, I really enjoyed last night."
"So did I and I learned some things for later. But please, don't feel that you need to hide anything from me about you anymore. I love you and we can be honest about anything. Okay?"
"Okay."
They kissed a quick kiss.
"Mission mode?" he asked.
"Mission mode." she replied.
They talked as they finished their breakfast. "We both need a shower. Just make sure that neither one of us uses anything that is scented. We both will have to contend with the monkeys acute sense of smell." said Ron.
"No big. I had Wade whip us up some special soaps and shampoos that will clean our scents off and not leave any of it's own."
"Good. When dad got the mask of your father, I also had him pick up a couple of packages that "they," gave me. They told me not to open them until needed."
"The Hidden Monkey Monks? What are they?"
"Black ninja outfits. I don't know why or how but they knew we would need them."
"Let me try it on first. I could never find one that worked for me just right." said Kim.
"No problem." Looking at the clock, Ron said. "We had better hurry and get ready. By the time we shower and get dressed, our 3rd party member should be showing up. I still have no idea who that could be."
"Neither do I." said Kim as she ran up the stairs to get ready. Ron used the downstairs bathroom to get himself prepared. 40 minutes later they both met back in the Possible's living room.
Her outfit fit her perfectly. Her previous attempts at wearing the ninja outfit had been failures. They had always been to tight in one area or didn't give her the flexibility she needed when she fought. This one was more comfortable than her normal mission gear did. Even the gloves felt like they weren't even there as she pulled them on. The only thing she didn't put on was the mask or hood.
She went back to the living room to wait for Ron. She was getting ready to call Wade when he entered the room and sat next to Kim on the sofa, so they could share her kimmunicator. "What up Wade? I thought I'd call you and then check on everybody's progress."
"No need Kim. I started checking on them about an hour ago and everybody's in place. GJ and Team Go were a little early, but that shouldn't matter. Your 3rd person just showed up and is getting checked by the security team that Dr. Director left. He has the "Jar" with him. I'll let him explain what Sensei did to it. I saw it happen and I still can't explain it. And I did get a new holo emitter to your mother. It will create a holographic image of your head onto her's. Less chance of anyone knowing the difference. It will also change her voice to sound like your's.
"You still continue to rock Wade."
"Thanks. Oh! I tried searching in the government files to see if they had any info on the old railroad tunnels and I found a reference to them in an old file from the very early 60's. It refers to another set of files that I haven't been able to find online. There is only one hardcopy and that's locked in a safe somewhere in Washington DC, but I haven't found anyone that knows where or how to get it.
"We'll just have to make do with out it then. Wade, do you have any idea who this third person is?"
"Not a clue. Whenever I've seen him on camera, he's been all dressed in black. Kind of like you guys are now as a matter of fact. Whoever he is, he just passed the security check and is heading towards the front door now."
"I'll go let him in then." said Kim as she got off the sofa.
"Kim." said Ron as he pulled on his mask hiding his face. "No mention about who I am till we find out who he is. No sense in taking any chances."
"Gottcha." she said as she picked up the dark goggles on the table as she went to the door.
Stopping long enough to slip the goggles on to protect her eyes from the "Christmas lights," she opened the door to let the mysterious, or rather the unknown 3rd party member in.
There was no one there. She could see the security guards, but no one else. Closing the door, she started thinking that maybe Wade had been mistake...
Planting her right foot, she pivoted hard to her left, her left fist extended and swinging high to give the move momentum, her right hand in close to her body. Halfway through the move, she heard the sound of something ducking back in front of her. Just the sound she was hoping for. Pulling back her left arm, her right hand shot out lower than left, open with the palm out. It hit something and gave her the "push" to do a back flip so she could come up in a fighting stance. She now had distance from the unseen person, facing him, and battle ready, 1.75 seconds after closing the door.
She could not see him but she knew exactly where he was. How? Didn't know, didn't care. But she "knew." Her focus was on the spot she knew him to be in. He tried moving a couple of times, but her focus followed him.
"You know, it was pretty ballsey trying to sneak in on me like that." said Kim.
(pause)
"I'll give you points for getting in, but once you got in, ehhhhh. Sorry!"
"Maybe you'd like to go to round two where the stakes really get high!" said Ron in a disguised voice as he suddenly appeared behind the unseen intruder with a ninja clad Rufus at his side.
Slowly, the stranger appeared. He was well built and a tall, wearing the same type of ninja wear that they were. His hands were open and about shoulder height. His hood cover all of his face except his eyes which were brown. He had a large pouch which was resting in his right hip with a strap going around to his left shoulder.
"I apologize." He said in a loud whisper. "I knew that you would want to test me before allowing me to join you so I thought it best to go ahead and get it out of the way."
"We were going to let you come just on Master Sensei's and Dr Director's recommendation, but it would be nice to know what you are capable of. Maybe a couple of tests would be good." said Ron in his disguised voice as he walked past the stranger and headed back into the living room.
"God, is everyone trying to hide their true identity? Why couldn't they have just worn glasses like Clark Kent?" thought Kim to herself.
"Good." said the stranger as he started to follow Ron. "I have long wanted to prove myself to Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable."
Hearing his name stopped Ron in his tracks. Turning, he pulled his hood off and asked, "Okay. How did you know it was me? The world thinks I'm either dead or dying in the hospital."
"First, you are here at Kim Possible's house with her. If you were still in the hospital, she would be at your bedside. Second, you are about the right size and build, although it does look like you have been working out. Your eyes are the right color and so are your eye brows. They matched your hair color. Third, there is naked molerat dressed as a ninja at your side. Who else could you be?" asked the unknown man.
"Okay, you got me there. Rufus, you are going to have to ride in a pouch like he has. Can't have you giving away our secret before we're ready." said Ron. "By the way, what's in your pouch?"
The man reached into the pouch and pulled out a very old looking earthen jar. "This is the magic jar that will hold the Chi-ez of the Yono once he has been defeated."
"Wait a minute," said Kim. "I thought the magic jar was the stone figure that looked like Monkey Fist. I saw it at the warehouse. He was the last one that was held in it."
"Yes, It did." said the man. "Sensai said the Chi-ez of Monkey Fist was no longer in it so it no longer should hold that shape. He was able to say an incantation that returned the jar to it's original form. This." he said indicating the earthen jar.
"What happened to Monkey Fist's body then?" asked Kim.
"Believe me. You really don't want to know."
They had reached the living room when Ron turned and asked, "Okay, you want to remove your hood since we know we're all friends here?"
"I would rather be judged without any...ah... preconceived notions of my abilities. Please?"
"Very well. Since Dr Director said you were a former GJ agent, how about a little sparing with Kim? said Ron as he started pushing the furniture out of the way.
"I'll have you know my instructor told me I was the best at hand to hand combat he'd trained in the past eight years. Sparing rule 3?" said Kim as she took a battle ready stance.
"Congratulations!" said the man as he rotated his head with a couple of loud cracks. "I taught the class for 3 years. I might have taught your instructor. Rule 3? Nothing to actually harm the other. Once a take down by throw or toss or an escape, the match is over? That's fine for me." he said as he took his stance.
"Begin!" said Ron as he stepped back to watch the two. Ron watched as the two tested each other looking for strengths and weaknesses. She was a little quicker than he was but he seemed to make up for it with experience. Openings would appear, then disappear, revealing the traps that each opening truly was. After four minutes, he seemed to be slowing a little. His moves were not as sharp as they had been. Kim saw her opening and moved in to flip him over her back to finish the match.
As soon as she turned and started to flip him over her body to land in front of her, she knew she was in trouble. His weight had already started moving over her and his other hand now had her forearm. He was going to do a reverse and flip her. She had done this move in her GJ training and her instructor told her then that he only knew of three other people that could pull that maneuver off. Himself, his instructor, that had taught it to him and the old man that his instructor had said taught it to him.
The man landed on his feet and kept the momentum going by flipping her. She allowed him to use her weight to do the flip because it bought her a little more time. Once she found that someone else knew how to do it, she had tried to figure out an escape from it. She had ideas, but they had never worked, But because of the gloves she was now wearing, it might work now.
At almost the top of the flip, she jabbed her thumb on a pressure spot on his right hand which held her forearm. That would render that hand useless for maybe 2 seconds. At the top of the flip her hand grabbed his other hand that held her other hand. She then formed the hand he held into a cone, like she was trying to pick up a marble with all fingers at the same time, and was able to pull her hand out of the glove and get free of his hold. She then did a midair summersault, landing about five feet away from him, facing him and in a battle stance.
He looked at the empty glove in his hand and then looked at her. He then started to applaud her. The match was over since she escaped.
"Who was your instructor?" he asked, still clapping his hands.
Smiling, she replied, " Agent Hurt."
"William Hurt, or as I called him "Will Hurt."" the man said as he finished clapping. "He was my only student that could learn how to do the reversing flip. I didn't know he had found a way to escape it"
"He didn't. I did, just now, and I wasn't sure it was going to work." she said with a bigger smile.
The man looked her in the eye and said, "Well done then. Well done indeed." and gave a few more claps of applause.
She gave him a nod of acceptance and then gave Ron a nod indicating he passed.
"Would you like a few minutes breather before my test? You started to look a little winded there at the end." said Ron to the man.
"Yes, I did start to 'look' a little winded. I thought I could lure her into making a mistake. I was wrong.
No. Let's get this out of the way." said the man as he moved to the center of the room.
"Okay. Nothing strenuous or harmful. A simple game of tag. Dragon style. Dragon was how you entered. Lets see how well you can find me. Oh by the way, you're it." said Ron as he disappeared like the chesser cat followed closely by their unknown companion.
Kim could follow them a little bit, her attention was divided between the two. The game lead all around the room. It was only two minutes before she heard the unknown man say "Tag!"
"Congratulations." said Ron. "I thought it would take you longer. I must not be as good as I thought."
"You are." said the man. "I cheated."
"How?" asked Ron.
"I watched her eyes. Since she knew where I was at the door, I figured she could see you and would watch you more than me, and I was right."
Ron looked at her and Kim smiled, shrugged her shoulders a little to say she was sorry.
Ron then looked at the man, smiled and said, "Smart! Just what we need if this mission is going to succeed. You do know that we are going after more then just Monkey Fist?"
"Yes. You are going to attempt to rescue Sensai's granddaughter, Yori. Correct?"
"Yes." said Ron.
"Good. That is why I must come with you to help in any way I can."
"Why is that?" ask Kim.
"Because...(pause)...she is my daughter." the man said flatly.
"Okay Mr Mystery Man, I think that the time for you to reveal yourself to us has past. Yori has never talked about her father. She said he had died a long time ago and didn't want to talk about it anymore." said Ron.
"You're right." said the man in a rich baritone voice."Many things are past time, but hopefully I still have time to help save my daughter. I couldn't save her mother but maybe I can make up for it with Yori." he said as he pulled off his hood.
Both Kim and Ron looked at each other. Neither believing what they were seeing, and looked back at the man.
"What's the matter you two? Do I have to put you both in detention for not talking?"
Ron regained his voice first. "Ma Ma Ma Ma Mr Barkin?"
"Affirmative Stoppable. You two look like you just saw a ghost."
"Boo?"
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