Kim Possible: Galaxy Defender

By Futuramakid.

DISCLAIMER: I own neither KP nor the MIBs.

The black man in a black suit in black Ray-bans knocked on the door.

Mrs. Load answered.

"Who are you?" the black woman asked.

"I'm here to see your son," the man answered.

"Let me guess- Government official?" she asked.

"Yes, ma'am," he said.

"Wade's in his room," she said, "probably working on something."

The man walked into the house, and opened the door to Wade's room. It was a complex web of technology, all surrounding a central swivel chair, where Wade sat at his computer.

"Who is it?" Wade asked.

The man spun Wade's chair around.

"Young man," he said, "I'm Jay. The MIB has need for your special skills."

"The MIB? I was right? You exist?" Wade said.

"Yes," Jay said.

"Fine, I'll join you," Wade said, "one one condition."

"And what would that be, shorty?" Jay asked, expecting something big.

"You ever hear of Kim Possible?" Wade asked.

"Yeah," Jay said, "why?"

"I'll join, IF," Wade stated, "you take her in too."

"Well," Jay said, "you drive a hard bargain." Inside, he laughed. She was on their list of promising candidates for agents after what she did at her graduation.

"But," Jay continued, "agreed."

Later, at the home of Kim Possible…

Kim was sitting on her bed, and just heard a proposal from one James Edwards, who was supposedly from a secret society of people who defend earth from aliens.

"Fine," Kim said to Jay, "but I have a condition."

"If it has anything to do with the shorty who makes your gadgets, it's covered," Jay said.

"No," Kim said, "I'll join, IF you let Ron Stoppable in."

"Fine. When you make it up from partner to field agent, you're free to recruit him," Jay said, "But until then, you're training with me. You have to be above the bar to replace Kay."

"Kay?" Kim said, "I thought that would be my codename."

"No," Jay said, "we've had a Kay before. Best agent there ever was. I should know, I was his partner. You're Kay Alpha."

"Fine," Kim said, "I'll take it."

"But, you'll never be allowed associates outside the agency. Never again," Jay said, "and you'll be erased from all public records. No name, no fingerprints. Your disappearance will be covered up, but nobody outside the agency will know it's a cover up."

"Is it worth it?" Kim asked.

"Sure, it's worth it," Jay said, "if you can handle it. Heck, even some people who couldn't still benefited. Your teacher, Barkin? Ex-MIB. It's where he got his attitude."

"I'll do it," Kim said.

She followed him out to the black car, for the long drive to New York City.