Forgotten

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the KP chars, Disney does.

Description: what if Ron forgot who he was, who everyone was. What if he forgot to play the fool? Who is this new Ron? And what does Kim think about all this?

A/N: this is one of the ideas going around in my brain, may follow it up with further chapters, might not. It all depends on if I feel like it at the time.

Ron is going to be rather OOC in following chapters, for reasons that will be apparent, well if I write them anyway.

Takes place before STD, and 'Gorilla Fist' never happened; so Kim doesn't know about Yamanouchi or Ron's ninja skills; thus it is quite understandable that she is quite surprised when she finds out. Also planning some Kim Vs Yori later, but that might not happen, would be fun though.


Forgotten

Chapter 1: What's the sitch?

Kim and Ron were walking home after school. They had been to the zoo for a school trip, one of the monkeys had thrown… 'stuff' at Ron. He was still ranting about it.

"…and those beady little eyes, you cant trust them, Kim. They're evil, when will people get that?..."

…and so on. Kim had stopped paying attention about five minutes ago; absentmindedly throwing in the occasional "uh huh", "of course" and other agreements whenever he paused. She had her mind on more interesting things. After a while he seemed to notice this.

"Anyway, they agreed to get rid of the poop-slinger from this morning. Apparently your mother always wanted a pet monkey, she said it could share your room."

"That's nice..." replied Kim absently.

'Ah ha, I was right, wonder if she'll notice' Ron smiled to himself as a strange expression settled onto Kim's face. He could practically see the cogs turning.

"I… you… she…What?!" said Kim, rather flustered. And getting redder.

"You were miles away. See anywhere interesting? Any souvenirs?" he teased.

"I, uh, wasn't anywhere, I was just distracted…" redder still.

"uh huh… this distraction have a name?"

"What?! No!" stammered Kim, now in serious danger of spontaneous combustion, "I was just, er, thinking of, um, some-" BEEP BEEP BE-BEEP 'Thank you wade!'

She whipped out the small PDA and pressed the 'send' button, the 12 year old face of Wade Load, super genius, filled the screen.

"Hey Wade, what's the sitch?"

Wade noticed her tone and extreme blush "uh, I didn't call at a bad time did I?"

"No, no, perfect timing actually."

"Kim here was just taking a romantic journey to dreamland-" "RON!!!" "hehe, so Wade, whats up?"

"Its Shego, she just stole the Pan Dimensional Vortex Inducer… again."

"Again?"

"Again." Wade sighed, "they planted a tiny tracking chip in the casing, so I was able to trace it to a mountain in Canada, scans confirm a lair in the mountain; laser grids, synthodrones. The standard Drakken-lair stuff."

"ah yes, gotta love those little tracking chips," Ron said conversationally; taking careful note of his friends' faces. He had known about the tracking chip they put in him for a while, they didn't know he knew; it was worth it for the occasional gems of guilty fun he had watching them squirm. Yeah, it was evil, but it was fun. "helps keep track of those pesky things that keep causing trouble."

Both Kim and Wade shifted uncomfortably in the following silence. Ron tried not to smile. Kim coughed and broke the silence.

"So how about a ride?"

"You've got five minutes to get changed before GJ picks you up, better hurry"

"Thanks Wade, you rock"

"I know" he smiled, before pressing a button to cut the feed.

"lets go"


"WHAT!?!?!" Shego screamed at the smug blue doctor, "You had me steal that thing again, and you're not even going to use it?! AND its got a tracking chip in it!!" her hands were flaring green plasma at this point "Are you that STUPID?!?! What was the point of that?!?"

"Patience Shego, I know what I'm doing. The Pan Dimensional Vortex Inducer is a very powerful device, stealing it would give Kim Possible no choice but to drop whatever she was doing to prevent its use in some nefarious scheme," he chuckled, "unfortunately for her it has already served its purpose…" he looked at Shego, " you did put it where I told you to, yes?"

Shego hesitated, "yes, though I don't see why, big empty room, practically unguarded, with nothing to prevent the Princess from…" she stoped, slaped her had against her forehead and simply said "it's a trap"

"hehehehe, indeed Shego. Hahaha indeed"


"There it is, Miss Possible" said the GJ Pilot "Get ready to drop"

"thanks. Ron, Rufus, get ready!"

"yes ma'am" joked Ron, with a fake salute. Rufus swallowed the rest of his cheese snack before mimicking his master's pose "yess'am" and vanished into Ron's pocket.

"get serious you two" she said with a faint smile, heh, he could be cute sometimes.. wait what? She shook her head to remove those thoughts, "we're about to drop"

even before she finished saying it a red light came on in the rear compartment of the hover-jet, and then the floor vanished.

"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! I HATE FREEFALL!!!"

Just above the rush of the wind, a fait "Wheeee" could be heard from Ron's pocket; "Am I the only one who finds this not-fun?" as he pulled his chute

"Quit being a baby, Ron." and then pulled her chute as well.

They landed, Ron rather inelegantly, and dumped the parachutes and headed towards the lair. Kim pulled out the kimmunicator to check with Wade.

"It's definitely in there; but the signals a bit weak, the lair must be shielded. So there's a chance that I might not be able to help you much on this one; be careful Kim."

"It's just Drakkin, Wade, what could he do that's so bad?"

"Kim" Wade looked at her with concern, "Something's up I can feel it."

"Okay we'll be careful. Later" and clicked the device off.

"right, lets go bag us an evil doctor"

"after you, KP"


They managed to dodge around the laser grid easily enough, well, Kim did, Ron had a few new scorch marks in his pants, and managed to avoid the syntho-drone patrols when Ron piped up;

"no henchmen… you notice that? Lots of syntho dudes, but no henchmen."

"He probably cant afford to pay them. And syntho-drones don't talk back, don't get tired, and don't need to be fed."

"fair point… hey can you hear that?"

"…And when Shego gets back with the last piece, my new deathray will be complete! Mwahahaha!! I'll be able to wipe out entire cities in one go! And the signal can be bounced off all those pretty telecommunication satellites in the sky, so I can hit any city in the world! Without having to leave the comforts of my own lair! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

They looked around the corner into the large room beyond; it looked like a standard Drakken sanctum; lots of little experiments and devices littering the control consoles around the room, near the centre Dr Drakken was gloating to his audience of five synthodrones. They looked bored.

"Well that sounds bad, KP" Ron gulped, "Yeup, bad" rufus agreed.

"Good news is that Shego's out; so you try and sneak around to get the PDVI, I'll deal with Drakken and the Synthos."

"Sounds like a plan, KP, good luck"

"You too, Ron" she stepped out as Ron scurried away.

"Gloating to your syntho-minions now? That's kinda low, even for you Drakken."

Drakken spun around, shocked, "Kim Possible?!?!"

"That's right, and I'm here put you out of business"

"Grrrr, SHEGO!!" he called out to his henchwoman…
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nothing.

"oh right, she's out getting that other shiny thing." Drakken mumbled, "Um, oh yes, Syntho-Drones! Attack!"

at this the five synthos sprung into action, three of them brandishing plasma staves; running to attack the hero. She ducked, wove and dodged around the drones waiting for the right moment… There!

One of the drones with a staff lunged, she dodged, catching its arm, redirecting the plasma end of the staff into the chest of the second staff wielding drone; killing it.

She caught the fallen staff before it hit the ground, spun it to deflect an attack from the third drone, then stabbed it in the face. She spun back, ducking under another blow from the first drone, bringing the staff across its knees, spilling its syntho-goo onto the floor, to meet its brothers'. She gave the staff a twirl and lunged backwards, stabbing the fourth drone in the chest as it tried to sneak up behind her.

She smirked as she looked at the now empty battlefield. 'hang on… weren't there five of those things?'

"Ron!"

"ARRRRRHHHHHH!!! -OW-… gross…" that was Ron sailing through the air, landing in the syntho-goo on the ground around Kim. "that's just, ow, wrong."

The fifth drone was charging in to finish off its prey; Kim brought the staff around and threw it like a spear, nailing the drone in the chest. As it spilled its goo on the floor, they heard a slow, rhythmic sound; clapping.

It was Drakken. The confusion on Kim's face was evident.

"Kim Possible. You think you're all that." He chuckled, bringing up a remote and pressing a button. Large sheets of metal slid down over the entrances to the room, settling in firmly, making it look like the doors were never there in the first place. Steam and a dull red light flashed around the edges, indicating they had welded themselves shut.

Drakken pressed another button; the lab vanished, holograms the lot of it; to reveal a smooth dome shaped room made of shiny metal. They were sealed in a near airtight room. It was a trap. Drakken laughed again. "But you're not!"


In the real sanctum; Drakken was standing on a holo-stage while Shego and half-a-dozen henchmen were sitting in folding chairs eating popcorn, watching the proceedings with interest. And of course making small bets on the outcomes. Shego was $60 up so far, thanks to Kim's near-perfect aim with the staff; but still $20 lower than she should be. The sidekick hadn't lost his pants yet.

The henchmen were busy arguing about what was going to happen next, as Drakken continued his little speech. Strangely enough Shego seemed to be enjoying this rant; especially the reactions from the heroes. They were not having fun, and she loved it.

"Heh, you silly little girl. Didn't you think it was a bit too easy to infiltrate my lair. I mean, I didn't even have you fight Shego. Talk about a silver platter. Hahaha.."

Kim pulled out the kimmunicator to contact Wade for help (netting one henchman a twenty in the process).

"Uh uh, wouldn't want you calling for help now, would we?" he pressed another button, and the screens went fuzzy for a moment.


There was a bright flash of light and the kimmunicator crackled with electricity as she dropped it before exploding into flame. Several other devices about her and Ron's person went the same way, setting both their backpacks on fire. They quickly dumped them and the other sparking devices.

"That was not cool, doctor dude." Trying to ignore the sudden itching sensation in the back of his neck, "not cool" Rufus agreed with his human.

"that was indeed cool… Stuffable isn't it?" Shego got another twenty, "No matter; that was a directed Electro-Magnetic Pulse, destroying all electronic devices you have; wouldn't want you using some laser device to cut your way out now would we." He chuckled again.

"Damn you Drakken! You are not getting away with this!"

"Possibly not, young Possible; but it is fun. Hahaha. Now, may I offer you a piece of advice?" the hero raised an eyebrow at this "Try to avoid the spikes." And pressed another button.

"Spikes?"

Drakken's hologram vanished. So did the floor.

"NOT AGAAAAAAIIINNN!!!"


Wade looked at the blinking alert on his screen; his face pale. He'd not only lost the kimmunicator's signal, but also the signal from Ron's tracking chip; the screen that displayed his vitals was flat-lining. This was bad, very bad. He said as much.

"this is bad. This is very, very bad…" muttering as he typed like a man possessed; trying to find something, some tiny signal to give him hope…

He found nothing

He opened a new web-link program; typing in his access codes, he waited impatiently for it to connect.

-Ding-

"This is Dr. Betty Director; state your business."

"This is Wade Load, of Team Possible. We have a Code 9A," he saw Dr. Director's face whiten at those words, "I've lost contact with not just the kimmunicator; but Ron's tracking chip; that thing draws power from Ron's bio-electricity. It can only go offline like this if it was removed, but that would have registered as a locator signal, but no vitals, this was sudden, or it means that he's… that he's dead…" Wade's voice trailed off at that point.

Dr Directors face became stern; her voice hard and cold "Co-ordinates of the op. Now. There'll be a full team there in fifteen minutes."


Kim pushed herself up and stood up groggily. That had hurt, she was covered in bruises. The floor had disappeared and they were funneled into a chute that wound its way around, up and down, side to side- she had to stop there, she felt queasy. Then she'd landed, hard. As she looked around and saw what Drakken meant about the spikes. They were scattered around haphazardly, about a foot tall and generally about 6 feet apart on the floor, they were on the walls too, but much closer together, and a lot more of them.

And then she saw Ron.

She saw the blood.

He wasn't moving.

She rushed over to him, almost about to cry; she thought he'd fallen on a spike. Thankfully he hadn't, but he was still bleeding from a small cut on his head, there was a lump forming around it. But he was breathing, thus alive; for that she was thankful.

She shook him gently trying to wake him.

After a few minutes he groaned; and swore under his breath as his head pounded.

"Thank god, Ron. I thought you weren't going to wake up."

"Ow… I wish I hadn't… My head… What happened? And where are we? And…"

He opened his eyes and stared at her with a questioning expression on his face, and spoke again.

The bottom of Kim's world fell through.

"…and who are you?"