Chapter 1

Ron was still trying to forget about the horrors of Camp Wannaweep. Itchy plants. Toxic lake. Monkey in his cabin. Green muck that caused mutations. No answer to his SOS phone calls. Spending an entire summer alone.

But he couldn't forget. Especially tonight. He was at the old campground on a mission with Kim.

Wait... where was Kim?

"Great." thought Ron. "I'm lost at Camp Wannaweep, no sign of Kim..." He pulled out his phone, hoping he could somehow get a hold of Kim that way...

"And no signal."

Most of the time, Ron didn't worry. But this time was different. Bad location. Bad timing. Bad everything.

That was when he saw a flash of red and gold in the trees.

Meanwhile, Kim was running into a problem of her own. Her own Kimmunicator had signal. But the GPS wasn't working. She was hopelessly lost.

"Ron might not like it here," she thought, "but he knows the Wannaweep woods like the back of his hand." The one time she told him to stop fooling around and leave...

"KP! Help!"

"I'm coming!"

More than ever, Kim felt like kicking herself in the pants. Ron was in danger, and she was nowhere nearby to save him!

Kim sprinted through the woods, not thinking twice about stealth. Then again, Ron wasn't being stealthy either - what else was new? She followed Ron's cries for help.

But in her rush, disaster struck. Kim usually looked where she was going. Blinded by darkness and her worry, she tripped over a log and fell. Her head hit a rock. The impact knocked her unconscious.

Mushu scrambled down the tree trunk, back to ground level. He had heard the cry for help... oh, it was that scrawny boy with the yellow hair. And it wasn't even an emergency! He was stuck in those itchy plants. Again.

"Man, he don't know nothing 'bout these woods." muttered Mushu.

That was when he saw a girl on the ground. Either sleeping or unconscious - judging by the lack of motion, probably unconscious.

Mushu sat on the rock and started to think. Did the scrawny boy with the yellow hair have a connection to this girl?

Just then, Ron stumbled out of a clearing. He looked down at Kim. What to make of this?

Another interruption: "Do you know her?"

Ron looked behind him and was face to face with a stunningly beautiful girl. Definitely from Asia, but where? And he didn't know her... or did he?"

"Yes." he stuttered. "She's my girlfriend."

Silence.

Mushu added, "She's unconscious."

The girl turned to Ron and asked if he knew rescue breathing.

"Yeah, but I don't have a..." Before Ron could say "sterile mask," the girl pushed him down.

Ron's lips were touching Kim's lips, as if they were kissing rather than conducting mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

And then they actually were kissing.

Mushu and the girl looked at each other, then at the sweethearts, then back again. This was too cute!

Kim's eyes opened just as Ron drew away from the kiss. She sat up slowly, cradled in Ron's arms. Kim's father was right when he said "anything was possible for a Possible." This included romantic moments at decidedly unromantic locations.

The moment soon became less romantic, however, when Kim saw the girl and Mushu.

"Ron," she asked suspiciously, "was Yori invited to this mission?"

"Yori?" The girl looked and sounded offended. "That's not my name!"

Kim tried not to act too surprised at this direct remark. This clearly wasn't Ron's friend from the ninja school. Hair was too long, skin was too fair. Wrong outfit too, a purple Northern-style kung fu uniform rather than a ninja's black one-piece. And yet, Kim couldn't help but think she had seen this girl before...

The girl spoke again. "Oh, how rude of me to not introduce myself. My name is Fa Mulan."

Mushu flicked his tail impatiently.

"And this is the great and powerful Mushu." Mulan gave Mushu a teasing nudge.

"I didn't know you had a pet lizard." Ron pretended to sound interested. Great and powerful indeed! A naked mole rat probably had better credentials.

"Not lizard, dragon!" Mushu snapped, clawing at the air to make a point. "Who do you think you are?"

Mulan picked up Mushu and told him to stop.

"Ron Stoppable." answered Ron. "And this is my girlfriend, Kim Possible."

"Nice to meet you." Mulan tried to sound cordial. "Both of you."

Little did they know that they were being watched...

"There she is." hissed Galyn Khaan. His yellow eyes burned with rage at the sight of the woman who killed his father. A falcon perched on his broad shoulder, staring ahead with unblinking focus.

Galyn Khaan, whose name meant "fire king," was the son of Shan Yu. Stories told of how Shan Yu was so close to reaching his goal of dominating China, but was killed in battle. Bad enough that he got killed, worse that a woman managed such a feat. The only person suited to carry out revenge was Galyn Khaan. And he was more than willing to do so.

He turned to the falcon. "Shuurga, scout ahead." The falcon, whose name meant "storm," promptly obeyed.

Mulan was explaining to Kim and Ron how she got to Camp Wannaweep. At the part about portals, her keen eyes spotted a familiar silhouette in the air. Immediate subject change.

"Mushu, didn't you make short work of Shan Yu's falcon?"

"Yep." boasted Mushu. "Roasted it for Mongolian barbecue."

"Then why is a falcon that looks almost exactly like that one flying over our heads?"

Shuurga perched on an old pine. He stared down at his targets with eyes like golden daggers. Mulan, Mushu, Kim, and Ron stared back, trying to figure out what was going on... and that was when Galyn Khaan charged out of the underbrush.

"Stay back!" shouted Mulan. She soon found herself locked in hand-to-hand combat with Galyn Khaan.

"I thought you were dead, Shan Yu." Mulan leapt out of the way of a punch, then came behind. She tried to strike at a pressure point on the neck, but missed by a few centimeters.

"I am not Shan Yu!" snarled Galyn Khaan. He pivoted and swung at Mulan. Mulan dodged again, then performed a leg-sweep to trip her enemy. It worked.

"Then who are you?" Mulan wasn't giving up.

"I'm his eldest son... Galyn Khaan!" roared Galyn Khaan. He sprang to his feet, and the fight began again.

Mushu seemed to have forgotten they were in a forest. He aimed a breath of fire at Galyn Khaan - and hit some dry plants instead. The fire spread rapidly.

Kim saw the flames advancing. There was no time to dawdle.

"Move out!" Kim shouted.