Disney owns Kim Possible. I own my foot.
Warning: just warning you now. This is not going to be a lovey dovey story. This is a very violent story, with gore, and swearing, and it deals with very emotional and difficult facts of life. This is NOT for kiddies.
Also this is going to be a Very long story. It will probably surpass 100000 words. It is going to be a pain in the ass to write all of it, because it will probably take that long. This first chapter is basically only an introduction of how deep and emotional it's going to get. So if you don't like this first prologue, I probably won't go through the trouble of writing this story if you are not going to enjoy it. Just R & R and tell me what you think. If I should continue with this story or not.
Well hope you enjoy
Prologue: Memorial Day.
Fierce were the winds of the Himalayas that morning. As the sun crept out over the horizon, the dim light gleamed across the snow covered caps. The sun brought not only light to the Majestic Mountains, but also warmth, how little it may seem. But even the sun's rays brought warmth, the Winds grew even fiercer to maintain their deathly chill to any creature that dared cross into its Terrain.
However this did not seem to bother him. The Slim yet heavily ripped man sat crossed legged perched near the edge of a precipice. The man sat motionless with nothing but Japanese style underwear. Any normal man would have frozen to death in this harsh environment, but the man's skin had remained creamy white, covered in freckles. The strength of the winds should have blown the man of the face of the mountain, but he did not budge, in fact, the only effect the wind had on him was to merely flail his long stray blond hair about him.
As the sun began to shine unto his face, the man opened his eyes, staring at the imposing site. The man's brown eyes shown with a fierce light, as he smiled, welcoming the dawning sun. Only one sentence passed through the lips of the man.
"He is coming..."
Rain. It was raining outside. Fiercely. The lightning streaked the sky as the thunder boomed. As if warning of the impending doom. The Monsoon's had come to India. The wind whipped the debris around the shattered remains of the once glorious city that now lay in ruins. There were no souls left on the streets of the city. It all looked so disserted.
The Woman stared at the emptiness that lay before her, Protected by the glass window that she looked out from. Her Emerald eye's beheld the site with tragedy, yet understanding, as if she had seen enough of it as it were. Her Red hair hung limp about her shoulders, as if it weren't combed or even washed in over a year. The woman was dressed in Dark Red and black combat armor, and on her neck laid a silver necklace, with a blue sapphire in the shape of a tear, embedded within the beautiful design of the necklace.
"Damn it!" The woman shouted as she slammed her fist into the window. 2 tear drops fell unto the floor.
'If only we had been here in time, all these people wouldn't have to die. Fucking Drakken and his Fucking weather machine. I swear to god that when I get my hands on him, I'll fucking rip him apart.' The woman thought to herself
"Kim. I think we may have found some survivors." Said a rather deep voice through an earpiece placed in the woman's ear.
"Good. Get them on board the Ship. Make sure they are taken care of. And how is the feast coming along Wade?" Asked Kim with a rather despairing voice.
"It's already done; we're just waiting for you." Replied Wade
"I am on my way." Kim sated. Kim began to walk out the door of her small, yet private, quarters, when she began to break out in to tears.
'NO. Get a hold of yourself Kim. He would want you to be strong. For me, for them. For her...' Kim said to herself as she tried to regain control, but upon thinking this thought she broke out to even more tears as she began to openly weep.
Kim's weeping was interrupted when she heard a small clinking sound. Kim looked down, and saw that her necklace's silver chains were clinking together. Kim grabbed her necklace tightly, as she continued to weep.
'He promised. He promised he would never leave me. He promised... NO. You have to be Strong Kim. They need you now. They all do. If you break down now, were all done for. She needs you right now.' As Kim said this to herself she began to regain her composure. Kim then continued to walk to her door.
When Kim left her room, 2 guards who had been waiting outside of it, left their position to walk side by side with Kim, Strange looking Blue Rifles in their hands. They left the wing of their deck and boarded an elevator. As the elevator descended, Kim grasped her necklace, praying for Strength. As the elevator came to a stop, The Door opened to see even more guards in front of it. They also began to walk in front, and behind Kim. Kim began to walk down the hallway until they came to a set of large doors. As the guards waiting by the door opened them, the first thing that came to Kim was the smell of delicious food, something she hadn't the luxury of in a long time. Immediately upon walking in side the room, a Large and commanding voice shouted out, "COMMANDER ON DECK!" The 20 something lines of 50 people each, Stood straight and saluted. All of them were soldiers in various types of Battle armor. Beside each of them was a chair. Part of a series of tables connected to make a long dinner table. On these multiples of dinner tables were great feasts and foods that would make anyone drool.
Kim walked up to a Podium and laid her hands on it. Kim began feeling nervous, scared that if she showed weakness, those who counted on her would wallow in despair. Kim Grabbed Her Necklace and reminded herself that she needs to be strong. So with a Crisp clear voice full of strength she began to speak into a microphone.
"At Ease."
All the soldiers stopped saluting, and put their hands behind their backs and spread their legs a bit.
'Wow, Barkin really trained them well.' Kim thought to herself with a smile. But then when she saw everyone eyes on her, she began again.
"8 years. It has been 8 years since the being known as Rathus has taken control of the earth. For 8 long years we have battled hard. For 8 years we have watched as our Families, friends, Homes, and Loved ones be destroyed under his heel in his mad quest for power." After the word loved one's her voice began to crack, but she quickly caught her self and reinforced it.
"We have fought bravely, and we will continue to fight. Until we stop him and claim what was ours. Our Freedom. For this goal there have been many deaths. Brave warriors who have sacrificed themselves for this cause. They died, so that we may continue living. So that we may one day bring the evil being known as Rathus down. They died so that we may live on. They did not die in vain however. When they died, they trusted and left it to us that we will one day take Rathus down. But today is not that day. Today is Memorial Day. The Day we Treasure those who have fallen. Honor those that gave their lives for the planet earth. And Pause for a moment, to remember their sacrifice, and ease them on their path through heaven."
With that Kim Stopped talking, as she lowered her head, everyone did the same.
'Mom... Dad.... Josh....' Kim began to list off the people were now dead because of that fucking bastard. Kim began to feel her eyes sting, as a tear fell down her face. She once again grabbed her necklace for strength
'Ron...'
After one minute. Kim brought her face up, and every one did the same. Kim continued on.
"Today is not a day of mourning. Today we celebrate their lives, for they are the lucky ones. We need not mourn, for we know God now watches over them. Today we celebrate, with this feast in their names."
Kim then grabbed a glass of wine, handed to her by a guard.
"Cheers."
End of Prologue..........
That was the prologue. Once again I would like to know what you think. R & R.
Warning: just warning you now. This is not going to be a lovey dovey story. This is a very violent story, with gore, and swearing, and it deals with very emotional and difficult facts of life. This is NOT for kiddies.
Also this is going to be a Very long story. It will probably surpass 100000 words. It is going to be a pain in the ass to write all of it, because it will probably take that long. This first chapter is basically only an introduction of how deep and emotional it's going to get. So if you don't like this first prologue, I probably won't go through the trouble of writing this story if you are not going to enjoy it. Just R & R and tell me what you think. If I should continue with this story or not.
Well hope you enjoy
Prologue: Memorial Day.
Fierce were the winds of the Himalayas that morning. As the sun crept out over the horizon, the dim light gleamed across the snow covered caps. The sun brought not only light to the Majestic Mountains, but also warmth, how little it may seem. But even the sun's rays brought warmth, the Winds grew even fiercer to maintain their deathly chill to any creature that dared cross into its Terrain.
However this did not seem to bother him. The Slim yet heavily ripped man sat crossed legged perched near the edge of a precipice. The man sat motionless with nothing but Japanese style underwear. Any normal man would have frozen to death in this harsh environment, but the man's skin had remained creamy white, covered in freckles. The strength of the winds should have blown the man of the face of the mountain, but he did not budge, in fact, the only effect the wind had on him was to merely flail his long stray blond hair about him.
As the sun began to shine unto his face, the man opened his eyes, staring at the imposing site. The man's brown eyes shown with a fierce light, as he smiled, welcoming the dawning sun. Only one sentence passed through the lips of the man.
"He is coming..."
Rain. It was raining outside. Fiercely. The lightning streaked the sky as the thunder boomed. As if warning of the impending doom. The Monsoon's had come to India. The wind whipped the debris around the shattered remains of the once glorious city that now lay in ruins. There were no souls left on the streets of the city. It all looked so disserted.
The Woman stared at the emptiness that lay before her, Protected by the glass window that she looked out from. Her Emerald eye's beheld the site with tragedy, yet understanding, as if she had seen enough of it as it were. Her Red hair hung limp about her shoulders, as if it weren't combed or even washed in over a year. The woman was dressed in Dark Red and black combat armor, and on her neck laid a silver necklace, with a blue sapphire in the shape of a tear, embedded within the beautiful design of the necklace.
"Damn it!" The woman shouted as she slammed her fist into the window. 2 tear drops fell unto the floor.
'If only we had been here in time, all these people wouldn't have to die. Fucking Drakken and his Fucking weather machine. I swear to god that when I get my hands on him, I'll fucking rip him apart.' The woman thought to herself
"Kim. I think we may have found some survivors." Said a rather deep voice through an earpiece placed in the woman's ear.
"Good. Get them on board the Ship. Make sure they are taken care of. And how is the feast coming along Wade?" Asked Kim with a rather despairing voice.
"It's already done; we're just waiting for you." Replied Wade
"I am on my way." Kim sated. Kim began to walk out the door of her small, yet private, quarters, when she began to break out in to tears.
'NO. Get a hold of yourself Kim. He would want you to be strong. For me, for them. For her...' Kim said to herself as she tried to regain control, but upon thinking this thought she broke out to even more tears as she began to openly weep.
Kim's weeping was interrupted when she heard a small clinking sound. Kim looked down, and saw that her necklace's silver chains were clinking together. Kim grabbed her necklace tightly, as she continued to weep.
'He promised. He promised he would never leave me. He promised... NO. You have to be Strong Kim. They need you now. They all do. If you break down now, were all done for. She needs you right now.' As Kim said this to herself she began to regain her composure. Kim then continued to walk to her door.
When Kim left her room, 2 guards who had been waiting outside of it, left their position to walk side by side with Kim, Strange looking Blue Rifles in their hands. They left the wing of their deck and boarded an elevator. As the elevator descended, Kim grasped her necklace, praying for Strength. As the elevator came to a stop, The Door opened to see even more guards in front of it. They also began to walk in front, and behind Kim. Kim began to walk down the hallway until they came to a set of large doors. As the guards waiting by the door opened them, the first thing that came to Kim was the smell of delicious food, something she hadn't the luxury of in a long time. Immediately upon walking in side the room, a Large and commanding voice shouted out, "COMMANDER ON DECK!" The 20 something lines of 50 people each, Stood straight and saluted. All of them were soldiers in various types of Battle armor. Beside each of them was a chair. Part of a series of tables connected to make a long dinner table. On these multiples of dinner tables were great feasts and foods that would make anyone drool.
Kim walked up to a Podium and laid her hands on it. Kim began feeling nervous, scared that if she showed weakness, those who counted on her would wallow in despair. Kim Grabbed Her Necklace and reminded herself that she needs to be strong. So with a Crisp clear voice full of strength she began to speak into a microphone.
"At Ease."
All the soldiers stopped saluting, and put their hands behind their backs and spread their legs a bit.
'Wow, Barkin really trained them well.' Kim thought to herself with a smile. But then when she saw everyone eyes on her, she began again.
"8 years. It has been 8 years since the being known as Rathus has taken control of the earth. For 8 long years we have battled hard. For 8 years we have watched as our Families, friends, Homes, and Loved ones be destroyed under his heel in his mad quest for power." After the word loved one's her voice began to crack, but she quickly caught her self and reinforced it.
"We have fought bravely, and we will continue to fight. Until we stop him and claim what was ours. Our Freedom. For this goal there have been many deaths. Brave warriors who have sacrificed themselves for this cause. They died, so that we may continue living. So that we may one day bring the evil being known as Rathus down. They died so that we may live on. They did not die in vain however. When they died, they trusted and left it to us that we will one day take Rathus down. But today is not that day. Today is Memorial Day. The Day we Treasure those who have fallen. Honor those that gave their lives for the planet earth. And Pause for a moment, to remember their sacrifice, and ease them on their path through heaven."
With that Kim Stopped talking, as she lowered her head, everyone did the same.
'Mom... Dad.... Josh....' Kim began to list off the people were now dead because of that fucking bastard. Kim began to feel her eyes sting, as a tear fell down her face. She once again grabbed her necklace for strength
'Ron...'
After one minute. Kim brought her face up, and every one did the same. Kim continued on.
"Today is not a day of mourning. Today we celebrate their lives, for they are the lucky ones. We need not mourn, for we know God now watches over them. Today we celebrate, with this feast in their names."
Kim then grabbed a glass of wine, handed to her by a guard.
"Cheers."
End of Prologue..........
That was the prologue. Once again I would like to know what you think. R & R.