Seaview
By mkusenagi2
The story concept © 5-19-2006
Kim Possible and other Disney characters
are © Disney Co.
I don't own Irwin Allen's Wonderful
characters either.
Dang It!
Prolog
1997
A cloud of cometary debris composed of exotic matter detached from the Oort Cloud. Heavy solar flares hit the material causing it to slam into the Van Allen belts causing a self sustaining plasma effect…
The Sky Is Burning…
The Seaview, led by Admiral Harriman Nelson (assisted by several of the world's greatest scientists) and helmed by Captain Lee Crane halt the reaction thus saving the world…
Debris sifts through the Van Allen Belt… The 'ashes' from the Storm.
However…
Despite the extraordinary events that have occurred; reports of meteors striking the Earth are taken as normal occurrences during this time…
1998
Team Go appears. They're respected by some… and reviled by others. Time and again they manage to save the day…
2008…
New Heroes, Villains, and Dangers are afoot…
And so are several Old Heroes too…
1
9-9-2008
Chez Leisure
22 S Dixie Hwy
Leisure City, Fl
2 miles north of
Homestead Air Reserve
Base
0900 hrs
The sun shone brightly this day, and a cool breeze blew in from the Atlantic.
A bemused Ron Stoppable sat on Nan Possible's front porch as he watched the love of his life and her Gram work out…
'Look at 'em go! MAN! KP's really doin' great!' A wry smile crossed his face as he thought about their graduation from GJ's SpecOps Academy, 'Things are great… Kim's even learned to cook from yours truly… Graduated as valedictorian of our class…' he grinned as he shook his head, 'Even got me to fifth place…' he saddened a bit as he thought about Rufus… then perked up. 'Life's good.' He sat and thought about his BFGF. 'I'd like to have more…but…'
"That's it Kimberly Anne…" Nan cried as she and Kim sparred on the front lawn. "You're doing fine dear!" 'My word! I can see where her young man's brought out the best in her… She's almost near my level of mastery!' Nan thought as she slid in several hook kicks and reverse punches which Kim shifted around as she slid in her own…
"Thanks Nana!" Kim sent back as she surged forward with a 'quiet' whirlwind of kicks and punches.
Nan leaped back and saluted Kim. She returned the gesture. Both bowed to Ron, who stood and bowed in return.
Ron picked up two towels and strode up to the women. "Here you go Ladies!" he said as he gave them said towels with his trademark goofy grin.
Kim took hers and toweled off, a bemused expression on her face. "'Sup KP?" Her BFBF asked. "Your Dad?" 'Lucky dog! Gets to see the inside of the most advanced sub on the…'
"Yeah. It sucks that Mom had to stay behind. Daddy was excited about this trip… but… y'know how they are…" she blushed, thinking about how she and Ron were at times…
He grinned, beetroot.
Nan smiled as she watched. "Kim. It'll be fine. Harry won't let anything happen. If anything, those two'll have a great time playing with their toys."
Kim turned to Nan. "I guess Nana… but not every guy has his own sub to play with… and you know how Daddy gets when he's with someone he admires."
"Ah KP you worry too much…" Ron said with a lazy grin.
"I guess. Still, they were supposed to be back by now weren't they?" she said, premonition tingling down her spine. "They left early this morning, around 0300…"
"Dear if I had a nickel for every time a test went over schedule…" Nan said.
"You'd have a fortune!" they cried.
Laughing, they went inside to eat the lunch Ron had prepared.
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Violet flashed across the sky.
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At that same time…
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N 24.061 x W 79.708
100 ft below sea level
North of Cuba
0900 hrs
A nervous James Timothy Possible stood in the bridge of the World's most advanced nuclear submarine and watched as one of his idols put a new design through its paces…
"Mach 5, 20,000 ft." Crackled through his headphones as he watched the Christmas Tree's readouts. His eyes locked with the sub's Captain; Lee Crane.
"Mach 5, 20,000 ft." Lee confirmed. A hand ran through his hair, lean frame tense as he, the crew, and Dr Possible watched Admiral Harriman Nelson…
Behave like a kid taking his brand new hotrod out for a spin.
Sonar pinged as the test ran... James found it oddly comforting.
'I should be up there with him!' they thought as the radar showed the craft's loops and rolls…
"Wow! Look at the Admiral go!" Kowalski cried from his post. The dark haired helmsman grinned.
"You just keep your eyes on that rudder." Sharkey barked. "Alla you guys keep 'er steady."
"Steady as she goes." Barked Chip Morton, the boat's XO as he walked over to Dr Possible, "How fast can she go with this new package?" he asked in a low voice.
"With the improvements to the Flying Sub's engines and frame using my Hephaestus alloys… at least Mach 17…" he replied. "The delta configuration's designed to work with any environment."
"Good God." Chip muttered.
"Lee, I'm going to punch it to Mach 10." Nelson said. "Mach 6…"
"Aye, Aye Sir. Mach 6." Lee replied as he and the crew mentally crossed their fingers. 'Good luck Admiral.'
Gauges crept upward…
Alarms rang as...
"SIR!" Sparks cried. "I'm detecting a spike of radio waves… ECM… source unknown!"
The radar images washed out from the interference.
"SPARKS! Counter ECM! Get me a feed! I don't care how you do it!" Lee barked. "60 degrees, up bubble; FULL! ALL HANDS, Brace for surfacing!"
"YES SIR!" Sparks and the Helm said. James, Lee and Chip held on as the boat rose…
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The sea explodes as the USOS Seaview breaks surface!
James and Lee practically leaped up the ladder, scanned the skies from the conning tower with binoculars…
James pointed out a flotilla of Cuban naval craft… Lee told Chip to keep them 30 miles from their territorial waters…
"There!" Lee cried as he pointed north.
A wide, violet beam punched through the sky in the general direction of the Admiral's last position, then winked out!
"Captain Crane to the bridge." Chip's voice rang on the intercom. "Lee… Sparks got something from one of our birds… You'll want to see this!"
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1023 hrs…
James Possible, Lee Crane, and Chip Morton sat in the observation nose watching the video feed as they mulled over what they'd seen and Washington's orders concerning the Admiral's disappearance…
The feed showed a beam striking the Flying Sub and pulling it down into Cuban airspace before it disappeared in a flash.
"I won't…CAN'T leave him in their hands!" Lee raged. "It's unthinkable! After all he's done for the World… the Cubans… God knows what they want him for!"
James watched the water swirl as they plowed through the waves.
"I agree Sir… but you heard what the President said. Absolutely no interference from Seaview…" Chip's eyes rested on James Possible. "or relatives of any personnel on board. To avoid an incident."
James looked at Lee. Fire in his belly.
Lee got a crafty look as he thought about some scuttlebutt he'd heard. "How's you daughter? I heard she and her beau graduated from GJ's Academy."
James grinned. "They're fine. Kimmie's at my Mom's…that is she and Ron are…!" he mirrored Lee's look. "I don't feel safe on your boat… My GJ appointed bodyguard should be here…"
"What?" Chip said. A light went on. "See here Lee…" 'Oh boy…the kid's good…great even when she's with him… but…'
"I agree." Lee replied. He grabbed a mike. "Sparks. Send a call to Betty Director… Tell her we need Ron Stoppable and his assistant here… best possible speed. Use the Admiral's codes."
"Yes Sir."
TBC