The Zorpox Protocol

Disclaimer: all events, locations, and characters from the Kim Possible series are trademarks of the Disney corporation. All original characters and plot lines that have not been featured in said show are completely mine. Thoughts are italicized. italicized and underlined indicate a scene change/new location.

Chapter 1: (beta)

The break

Ron Stoppable, the blonde klutzy dork who happened to be senior, and Kim Possible's best friend/Boyfriend was running through the hallways of Middleton High School. He was pushing people out of his way and dodging who he could. His destination was clear in his mind, the gym.

He blasted through the doors of the school gym, rushing past all of the cheerleaders and into the boys locker room. He quickly stripped down into his skivvies. He opened the door that held his costume.

The white pants fit him like a baggy glove as did the jersey. He picked up the oversized, self made bulldog mask and rushed out into the gym once more.

He was greeted by the sight of mad cheerleaders glaring at him.

"late again loser?" Bonnie Rockwaller, sans happiness, was glaring at him most intently, complete with her hands on her hips.

"She's hot."

"Bonnie! He's not a loser!" Kim Possible, Ron's girlfriend, was in Bonnie's face defending his honor.

"What honor?"

Just then Ron heard that voice again.

Well at least it's not worse.

"Enough Bonnie, let's just get on with practice!" both femme fatale's resigned to their spots in the routine. Ron put on his mascot mask and got to work.

1 hour later they were almost done when Ron heard the voice again.

"I love the way there sweat gleams off their bodies."

"Ok, time to go."

"KP I have to…um…go!" he yelled over the music. Kim signaled Rufus to stop the music.

"Ron! you always do this! Just…..fine!" she signaled for Rufus to start again.

"She needs to learn to hold her tongue….let's help her with that."

Ron through off his mask and started running. Thank god the halls were empty, because he was running like a bat out of hell. The voice was getting louder, he needed to find water first.

The bathroom! He saw it at the end of the hallway. He quickly slammed open the door. He jumped to the sink and turned on the water. He reached a sweaty, trembling hand into his pocket, searching for his relief. He found the cylindrical object and took it out. Ron fiddled with the cap until he finally got it off, letting it clatter to the floor. He shoved his hand looking for a pill. He found none.

"fuck!" he threw the pill bottle against the wall.

"What's the matter, scared?"

Truthfully, he was very scared. This voice scared him. It was the one enemy he couldn't't see. The pills were his only weapon, and now that he was out he didn't't know what to do. He slumped against the sink.

"I-I need help. B-but who?" the voice was still berating him with obscene comments. He had to think through it. ".P! she's a doctor!" he got up shakily.

"No duh dipshit, it's in her title."

He grabbed his hair and started pulling. He had to get out of here and to the hospital.

He ran back to the locker room, full speed, not even acknowledging the cheerleaders questions. Ron, a master of the art of changing in a stressful situation, got dressed again in under 30 seconds and left the locker room in a flash.

He again rushed out of the gym, not picking up Rufus along the way. This time he exited through the gym doors that led directly outside. He didn't pay attention to the beautiful day, not to the crisp Colorado air, he just started running. His scooter was too slow, he had to rely on his own natural running skill that had developed from years of being the most effective distraction in the world.

The hospital was under 3 miles away. He could make it there in 15 minutes…if the voice would let him last that long.

20 minute later, Middleton Memorial Hospital:

Ron burst through the front door of the hospital. He was sweaty and exhausted, the voice had been getting louder and louder, driving Ron deeper into the anger and madness he knew all to well. His heavy breathing alerted everyone to his presence. He slowly approached the front desk.

"need….to see….Dr. Possible…urgent!" His words were choppy and near intelligible, his breathing was still labored.

The nurse reached for the phone and dialed. "Dr. Possible, Ron Stoppable is here to see you….yeah again…..he looks really exhausted." she turned to Ron and made a go ahead motion. She watched as the blonde sidekick darted down the bright hallway, his footsteps and breathing echoing through the hospital.

Dr. Possible's office:

Ron opened the door and saw the familiar visage of Mrs. Dr. Possible, her hair almost unnoticeably tussled, possibly from a surgery cap. She sitting at her desk, filling out important looking paperwork. She looked up, her bright blue eyes looking intelligently at him, her doctor's mind analyzing him.

"Hello Ronald, What seems to be the problem?"

"The problem is you're not in the kitchen lady.." (A/N: these views are not my own. Just malicious comments I think an entity of pure evil would spout.)

Ron flinched at that one, He always respected women, seeing as how his best friend/girlfriend could kick anybody's ass and not to mention this woman practically raised him.

"I-I need help. M-more pills…..now.." he was still freaking out. His ability to form coherent sentences without stuttering went with his mellow state and clear mind.

She got up from her desk and started walking towards him, her heels making a staccato rhythm against her office's tile floor . "What pills Ronald? What is the matter?"

His mind faltered at the memory of the day that started his slow descent into madness.

1 year ago, after the attitudinator incident:

Ron looked at Kim, he was grateful that she turned him back from the demented Zorpox. They had just gotten home from his family member's wedding and were sitting in im's room.

"Y'know KP, thanks for savin' me from taking over the world." Kim just nodded and went back to her schoolwork.

"No big Ron, it's what I do." yeah, that was his KP. Nothing could stop her from helping those in need.

He got up from the end of her bed and nonchalantly looked over her shoulder at her schoolwork. That was the first time he ever heard the voice.

"It's a shame she's so flat-chested, bigger cans would make her even hotter.."

Ron knew that voice, it was his….but it wasn't. It was the voice of a madman. One madman in particular, It was the voice of Zorpox.

A/N: As promised, it's the first chapter of The Zorpox Protocol. I put this up here as a test. If it gets good enough feedback, I'll continue, if not, I'll just delete it. So READ AND REVIEW! The fate of this story depends on it!

P.S. I wasn't sure in what season Zorpox first appeared, so I just put their junior year…