Hey guys, My name is Champion and this is a new and random story. I know I have other projects in progress, but I did this to get back in the groove of things. The general idea of this has been in my notes for a long time. But after thousands of words and as many drafts, I have a path I like going down. I hope you enjoy.

Knock, Knock, Knock.

"Ugh, that storm is terrible." Shego said sleepily, her voice muffled by her pillow in a failed attempt to silence the sounds of nature's fury. The green hued woman was usually lulled by the rain but tonight's storm was absolutely relentless. This put her in a worse mood than she already was, if that was even possible. All day she had listened to Dr. D complain, which was nothing unusual, but today it was worse than usual. The blue doctor would not fail to find something to complain about. From Kim Possible to his lack of cocoa moo, if it bothered the Doc he let Shego know about. When She finally got home all she wanted to do was sleep, but the universe realized that Shego might escape this accursed day by sleeping and it would have none of that.

Knock, Knock, Knock, Knock.

As she laid in her bed Shego tried to recall if anyone she had disagreements with had access to a weather machine. It was possible she assumed, but none of those people were brave enough to risk her finding out.

Knock, Knock, Knock, Knock, Knock.

"I'm starting to think that isn't the storm." Shego said as she rose from her bed. She turned to her alarm clock, it read 2:43 a.m. She groaned as she heard the knocking again louder this time. "Someone just wants their ass kicked" She growled, racing down the stairs not caring that her nightgown left absolutely nothing to imagine about her form.

She reached her front door and flung it open fully expecting to deliver a great deal of pain to what ever was on the other side, but the sight she was met with made her freeze. On the other side of the threshold a figure stood soaking wet and shaking from the cold. As she stared at him she noticed that his eyes were red from crying and the bright brown color she had grown used to seeing was now dark and broken. The sight was so strange that all of Shego's previous anger was forgotten and she simply asked, "Buffoon?"

The response that met her ears was small and rough but she heard it even over the storm that continued to rage. "I need your help."

"You know KP, I could have the rest of my life without seeing rats crossed with spiders. Amy really needs help." Ron said as he shivered remembering the fangs that dripped venom and gleamed in the light. After this latest mission his fear of monkeys was slightly smaller than before as the memory of DNAmy's latest creation would haunt his dreams for years to come.

"I know Ron. That was just sick. And she had to decide to let them loose in that village. Those creatures were one of the most dangerous things she has ever done. A lot of people would have gotten hurt." While Kim loves saving the world as the 'Girl Who Can Do Anything' dealing with Amy was certainly her least favorite sitch.

"So. Are you and Hana coming over for dinner tonight?" Kim asked as they were nearing their houses. Her mother took Hana in much like she had with Ron years before.

"Sure KP. You know we wouldn't miss a Possible dinner for anything. Hana thinks your brothers are great, not as great as me, but cool." Ron chuckled. "Could you take Hana over to your house while I get cleaned up? I'm sure the baby sitter wants to head home after she had to stay overtime."

"I can do that." Kim agreed. "But if you take too long she might become a guinea pig for my mom to test homemade baby food again." Anne Possible was a great cook but she looked at life through the eyes of a scientist. Kim was sure that the food was completely nutritious, but the face Hana made the last time she tried it was one of horror.

Ron grimaced, remembering the incident. "I hope not."

As they neared Ron's house they continued to talk about the insanity that their lives seemed to bring. When the duo reached the Stoppable home Ron noticed the front door was ajar but he thought nothing of it. He knew how much of a handful Hana could be so it was very possible that she simply didn't notice it was open.

Though when Ron walked in the house he was greeted with a very disturbing sight. Everything was destroyed. All of his family pictures seemed to be broken, some appeared to have been removed from their frames and shredded. The television was shattered. Most of the Stoppable's belongings were thrown about the house, many broken. Ron staggered deeper in his home only to see a sight that broke his zombie-like state.

There, in the middle of all the destruction, was June the babysitter laying on the floor with cuts and gashes all over her body, her face hardly recognizable. There was a pool of blood surrounding her body. But what struck Ron the most was Hana's overturned crib. The blonde dropped to his knees and stared in disbelief at the carnage before him. Luckily Kim had snapped out of her own daze and instantly had Wade inform the Police.

After Kim had digested the scene she noticed that on top the TV was an envelope addressed to 'The Impostor'. Her stomach dropped at that. She knew exactly who was responsible for this. She quickly grabbed the note and tried to tell Ron to get up, but he was unresponsive to her calls and simply continued to stare. Sighing, she grabbed him and began to drag him out the door.

Outside away from the horror Ron seemed to regain his senses. "KP," he said at last. "Why?"

"I don't know why Ron. But I do know who." Kim answered and handed him the note. Ron opened and read it. His heart turned cold and his despair changed into blind rage as he finished it.

'Since I know you're not smart I put it simply Impostor. If you ever want to ever see your sister again you WILL bring the Lotus Blade to me and in return I will spare HER life. You are to come alone to the ruins 70 miles southwest of Yamanouchi. If I see Possible, those Global Justice idiots, or law enforcement of any kind, SHE DIES. You have three days.' It read. Ron told Kim what the ransom stated, leaving out the part about the Lotus Blade, saying that Monkey Fist wanted them to meet.

"Now Ron," Kim began softly. "I never understood Monty's obsession with you, but he's went off the deep end. I'm going to call Dr. Director, okay? This is over our heads. If anyone can get Hana back it's GJ." Kim said as she turned away to make the call.

"Kim, if you call GJ he'll hurt her or worse." At the thought of Hana hurt Ron's voice broke.

"Ron if he… did something to Hana you would have no reason to give him what he wants, Whatever that is. We need to act quickly. That's why I'm calling Dr. Director, she can have this taken care fast." With that Kim walked away, ending the conversation. But all Kim did was contribute to Ron's already unimaginable stress levels.

Ron knew Kim was wrong. Monkey Fist was his enemy. His nemesis. Monty would slaughter Hana and laugh. Kim didn't understand this, but how could she? She wasn't there all the times Monty actually tried to kill him. She also didn't know the true reasons for his hatred of Ron.

Then there was GJ. Even if they managed to get Hana back safe, Dr. Director would act as if Ron owed her. And with the power GJ had he would be stuck. Something Ron didn't like.

Ron had to take care of this himself. But Hana's safety was priority, something he couldn't assure on his own and there was only two people he knew of that could slip in and out unnoticed. But Kim wasn't an option and the other was a long shot, but that's all Ron had anymore.

He took out his own kimmunicator and Wade appeared on the screen. "Wade, I need to cash in one of my favors. With you." Ron said as he looked into the young boy's eyes as best he could.

The boy gulped. "What do you need Ron?"

"Wade, I've trusted you with my life many times over the years. But I need you to trust me now. I need you to find Shego and send me the address."