Time for another fic, do to the fact that I have recently suffered a quadruple writers block. This one is once more a new style for me, so R&R, and tell me what you think.

I do not own Kim Possible, or any of the characters from the show that you might see within this fic. (Though I am trying to get custody of Cousin Shawn. You know, start small then slowly add each and every one to your collection.)

Ha

Anyway, hope you enjoy the new fic.

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A New World

Chapter One

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Darkness extended over the peaceful little glade, the trees moving gently in the light breeze from the north. A stream trickled in from the same directions, the water cutting a small line through the clearing. Flowers of all types sprung around at its banks, drinking up its water with greedy luster. Clouds hung overhead, drowning out the suns light before it could lay it upon the grove. A storm was brewing.

Out of the western side of the glad, a small serpent coiled its way towards the stream, its body gliding gently across the ground. A small hole lay right before the rivers bank, where it would be forever safe. But, just before it reached the hole, a female hawk swooped down and snatched it away, carrying it writhing in her grasp away into the distance.

Just as peace seemed to return into the grove, two men, ragged and bleeding burst through the eastern forest-side, scrambling away from what pursued them. The first was tall, darker-skinned and broad shouldered, the second light skinned but large enough to make the first seem small. They both wore dark grey tunics, peppered with blood and dirt, and both had their knives drawn, ready...

The darker skinned man stumbled passed the stream and collapsed on the other side, panting heavily as his tall friend crouched near him. The lighter skinned man offered his companion his hand, practically dragging him to his feet. "Come on. We have to get out of here." He urged, his voice deep resonating. "You saw what happened to the others."

"I know." His companion replied, his voice thick with an African accent. "But its like trying to outrun the wind, or time, or death! " his eyes started to bulge, making him look quite made. "It can't be done. And we'll be caught. I won't go to the dungeons, man. I don't want to be at the duke's mercy. I won't, I won't I won't-"

The large one slapped his friend upside the head, silencing him at once. "If we don't keep moving," He said, his voice grim and dark. "We'll be at the mercy of something far worse than the duke." This seemed to catch the darker skinned one's attention, and he nodded slightly, his eyes full of understanding. "Now, are we going or what?"

The darker one nodded again, then turned to leave. Before he could take two steps, however, a large knife seemed to appear out of nowhere, sticking out of the place where he was about to place his foot. Before either of the two men could react, a shadow passed over-head, and a young man landed in front of them with his back directly in front of him. The man looked rather scrawny compared to the two giants, being only about five foot nine. He had long blond hair that was tangled and messy and stuffed into a pony-tail in the back. Also, his ears seemed a little larger than normal. Yet the two men trembled with fear as the man before them rose, drawing his blade and facing them. He surveyed them with his dark-brown eyes, like a hawk, about to swoop in for the kill.

"Bandits of the Red Rain." He said, levelling his sword so that it was perfectly aligned with the two men's neck's. "I am ordered by the Duke of Old Forest to capture both of you and bring you back to the Duke's castle, under the crimes of," the man paused, delving into the pocket of his leather armour, casually holding his sword with his other hand. Finally he produced a scroll and, with the flick of his wrist unfurled it. "Thievery, assault, entering private land, and attempting to seduce his daughter, the lady Bella." The man paused, flipping the scroll back into its rolled position and placing it back into his pocket. "Personally I think you did fine with Bella, I think the Duke is trying to give her to me and, really, she's not really my type. Reminds me to much of a certain brunette back in my home-town that hates my guts. Anyway," He grasped the sword with both hands, sliding his foot back into a crouched position and prepared to strike. "You have a number of options, but I'll lay out your main ones. You can: 'A', run away and hope that you know these woods well enough that you can hide within them and escape when I am out of the vicinity. Option 'B', you can come quietly and await whatever punishment the Duke has in store for you. Or, option 'C', you can fight and try and overcome me. The choice is yours, I won't judge, it's all good, it's all good."

The two men seemed dazed at the way the young man talked, trying to comprehend his strange way of speaking. At last, the lighter skinned man spoke, his voice echoing around the clearing. "You're the one they call the 'Black Hunter', aren't you?"

The man smiled, his features seeming to brighten as he did so. "I've been called that, yeah."

"What is your true name?" The darker one asked, turning his head to the side as he did so.

"My true name?" The Black Hunter continued to smile, shacking his head slightly. "I'm not sure I should divulge that to you, bro. Nothing personal." He shrugged his shoulders, as if to support this statement.

"Please, Black Hunter." The taller one said, kneeling as he did so. "Show mercy." The darker one looked at his companion for a second, then he followed his example, kneeling before the man before them.

The Black Hunter looked at them, dropping his grin and stepping towards them. "Am I to understand that this is the traditional Samurai mercy you ask?" He whispered, that tone seeming to fit much more securely. The two men nodded, their eyes shut as they clutched their knees. As you wish. My true name, is Ron Stoppable." And with a single slash of his mighty blade, he showed the two outlaws mercy.

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New fic, new world. Hope you like it.

Don't worry: I wouldn't dream of leaving Kim out of this. Also, you'll learn much more information in the chapters to come.