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Prince of Darkness
Starring
Kim Possible
While on a much needed vacation, Kim and Ron accidentally release a centuries old evil from its long slumber, chaos ensues as the undead prince of Darkness returns.
Chapter 1
Vacations and Discoveries
Kim Possible woke up early from a quiet, uneventful sleep, the attractive red haired, green eyed teenager found herself in a foreign room, in a foreign country, her, and her partner, and boyfriend, Ron Stoppable had taken a much needed break from their crime fighting activities, and decided to tour Europe, and so, their travels found them in a sleepy little village in northern Romania, to the north, great mountains loomed on the horizon like huge guardians, and to the south, lay the capitol of Bucharest, the international airport located there, and a plane ticket home, which would be collected in a week .
"Hurry up, Ron; I need to use the bathroom before we go to breakfast this morning." Kim said, hoping that Ron would speed up a little bit.
"Working on it, KP . . . ouch, that hurt." came Ron's voice from the bathroom, apparently, he had done something to cause him to cry out in pain.
"What did you do this time, Ron?" Kim asked, knowing that her boyfriend could sometimes be a bit of a klutz, but here lately, it seemed to be more restricted to his home life, rather than on missions, or schoolwork, which he seemed to be excelling in.
"Cut myself shaving." Ron replied, walking out of the bathroom, with a small piece of toilet paper covering what was obviously a razor cut.
"Oh, should I kiss it, and make it all better?" Kim said, in a mock motherly voice.
"Please?" Ron quipped back, bringing a smile to the lithe redhead's face.
"Oh, Ron, you need to get cleaned up, did you forget, we're going hiking in the mountains today." Kim reminded.
"How can I forget, who came up with this venue, anyway, we were supposed to relax, remember." Ron said, reminding Kim what the doctor at Global Justice has said to them.
A month and a half prior, Kim and Ron had been spreading themselves very thin indeed, taking mission after mission, until they were exhausted, both physically, and mentally, and it all came to a head during their last mission, when Ron snapped, and took out twenty of Professor Dementor's henchmen by himself, before unleashing a ball of pure energy, and leveling the pint-sized madman's lair, Kim was unaware of what Ron had done, since her mind was busy on other things at the time .
"I know, Ron, but you know how I like to relax, do a little bit of hiking." Kim replied, smiling demurely.
"How can I say no to a face like that." Ron mused, all it took, was for Kim to smile at him, and his heart would melt.
Since the prom, both teens were madly in love with each other, and it seemed to both of them, that the ride had only begun, there were more thrills, and suspense just around the next corner for them, and they knew it, they also knew that the road they were currently on was one where they could get any help from their parents, it was a road they would need to travel alone.
In the hotel dining room…
Kim and Ron were just finishing up their breakfast, when a large, burly man, with a thatch of black hair walked in, sat down at the bar, and ordered a double shot of Vodka, with no chaser.
"Do not tell me that it is that bad today, Ivan?" the bartender asked.
"Terrible, Mikhail has lost another forty sheep, and no one seems to know how." the man named Ivan replied, his accent was eastern European, probably Russian.
"Someone is loosing their sheep?" Kim asked, turning her head around, and becoming more interested in the conversation.
"Yes, it is problem that we suffer, I am sure that we will find parties responsible, and bring to them swift justice." Ivan said, now looking at Kim.
"Where did he loose them at?" Kim asked.
"Mikhail likes to set sheep in pasture lands in mountains, just north of village." Ivan replied.
"We're going up in the mountains today; we plan to do some hiking, and a little exploring up there." Kim replied, just as another large man, with wild straw colored hair walked in.
"It would be wise of you to not go up into mountains, young one." the man said, also speaking in a thick Russian accent.
"Why?" Kim asked, her interest, and curiosity beginning to peak.
"Because, is dangerous up in mountains, people go up there, and never come back down." the man replied.
"Mikhail, that is enough, I am sure these people do not wish to be entertained by local legends, and old fairy tales." Ivan chastised, looking at the man he called Mikhail.
"I tell you, Ivan, Prince of Darkness is no legend, please try to explain disappearance of my sheep?" Mikhail asked.
"You know that I cannot, my friend, go home, maybe sheep will find way back on their own, yes?" Ivan replied.
"Perhaps, perhaps not, but let me warn you, my American friends, do not go near ruins of castle in mountains." Mikhail said, now leaving the inn.
"Please to forgive my friend, Mikhail, he is, how you Americans say, a doomsayer." Ivan said, now pulling up a chair at Kim and Ron's table.
"How so…?" Ron asked.
"Mikhail believes in old legends of castle ruins in mountains, it is said to be home of dark evil." Ivan replied.
"How evil?" Kim asked, arching an eyebrow.
"It is evil like world has not seen in several centuries, if you believe such nonsense, of course, yes?" Ivan responded.
"What, like ghosts, restless spirits?" Ron asked, slightly amused.
"Something like that, my friend, perhaps Ivan will show you, yes?" Ivan asked, looking at Kim and Ron.
"What, you mean like a guide?" Kim asked.
"Yes, I mean like guide, mountains can be very dangerous place without guide, and Ivan is man for you." Ivan replied, puffing out his chest like a great bird in the middle of mating season.
"Maybe we could use a guide, Ron, I mean, we've never been in this area before, and those mountains do look like they can be a little dangerous." Kim replied.
"Oh, come on, Kim, you've climbed Mt. Everest twice, what else could possibly be dangerous." Ron asked, the use of Kim's name seemed to have an effect on Ivan, who's eyes rounded, and his ears perked up.
"You are Kim Possible, no ?" he asked, looking at Kim with the look of a two year old who had just been told that he won a lifetime supply of candy,
"Yeah, that's me, and this is my partner, and boyfriend, Ron Stoppable." Kim replied, gesturing at Ron, Ivan greeted Ron with an enthusiastic handshake, and smiled.
"I am Ivan Nikoliavitch, and I am here to serve, no?" Ivan replied. Kim nodded, got out of her chair, and extended her hand to Ivan, who kissed the knuckles on her hand very deftly,
"I must say, you are much better looking in person than picture on internet shows." Ivan said, smiling.
"I'm flattered." Kim said, smiling, and walking for the lobby of the small inn.
"Where are you going?" Ivan asked,
"I need to get changed; we'll meet you in the lobby in a few minutes, Ivan." Kim said, turning, and heading back to the room, there was no way she was going to wear brand new Club Banana Capri pants into the mountain wilderness, and run a risk of tearing them a thousand miles from nowhere .
In the mountains…
Kim and Ron had hiked most of the afternoon, with Ivan leading the way, occasionally, they would stop, as Ivan told them stories of things that had happened at certain times, he was a wealth of information, soon, it was mid-afternoon, and they were approaching the ruins of what was once a majestic castle, the walls, and battlements long since eroded away with time, the few buildings left standing, were what appeared to be the main building, a small chapel in the rear of the fortress, and another, small building off to the right of the chapel, twin spires jutted upward through the night sky like a pair of beacons.
"Wow, who would expect a castle this far up in the mountains?" Ron asked in amazement.
"That is probably why person that lived there built it, natural defenses made it nearly invulnerable, no?" Ivan said, smiling. He had a valid point, as the castle looked down over the village. You could see the small town hall near the village square from this height, there was no way that an invading army could have an element of surprise.
"Is there any way of finding out who lived here, Ivan?" Kim asked.
"No," Ivan replied, "Village records were destroyed during World War II, impossible to find castle owners, or, how long castle stood."
"So, there's no way of finding out who owned the castle, or the surrounding grounds?" Kim asked.
"No, but I can tell you this, during middle ages, area we are standing in was once part of Transylvania." Ivan said.
"Okay, moving along." Kim said, apparently unfazed at this, her interest was peaked by the cathedral near the rear of what was once the castle cloisters, and the small building to its right.
"What do you think that small building is there?" Kim asked, pointing out the small marble building,
"Could be anything, perhaps small graveyard, maybe mausoleum, do not know, have never been up here for very long." Ivan replied.
"Why not…?" Kim asked, for answer, Ivan pointed to a small sign, it was written in German, so, Kim was unable to read it.
"Okay, Ron, you're on." Kim said, pointing to the sign.
"The sign reads; Warning, ruins unsafe past this point, enter at your own risk." Ron translated. Kim smiled, she was no great hand at languages, so it helped to have Ron around, his grasp of the spoken, and written word were unbelievable, he spoke, and wrote nearly every language that was spoken on the face of the Earth, including several languages that had been long since dead.
"I'm gonna check it out." Kim said.
"I'm coming with you." Ron responded, following Kim to the small white marble structure, Ivan was hot on their heels.
"Wow, there's a door here." Kim said, now standing in front of the small building.
"It is mausoleum, it was common practice for rich to be buried on ancestral lands, that is reason you find mausoleums near old castles, like this one." Ivan said.
"Investigate?" Kim asked, looking at Ron,
"You know it, KP." Ron said, smiling, and together, they were able to move the heavy steel door that closed the mausoleum off, once they got inside, they got the shock of their lives, all around, there were several skeletons, most of them had on Nazi uniforms.
"This isn't right; those uniforms date back to Nazi Germany." Kim said, scratching her head.
"They do, apparently, Hitler took interest in castle too, but Nazi soldiers never came out alive." Ivan said.
"Wait a minute, what's that?" Ron said, pointing to a corner of the mausoleum, and what appeared to be a gold alter.
"An alter, and it's solid gold!" Kim said, rapping on it with her knuckles.
"Not an alter, KP." Ron said, suddenly getting a sick feeling, he had found a break in the gold monolith, that ran its entire length.
"What do you mean, not an alter, Ron?" Kim asked, puzzled.
"It is not alter," Ivan said, echoing Ron, "it is coffin."
"A coffin, come on, who would be that vain as to be buried in a gold coffin." Kim said.
"You tell me, I have no clue." Ron said, shaking his head.
"This is huge archeological find, never before has gold coffin been found in Romania." Ivan said.
"The Middleton Museum would pay handsomely for this one." Kim said, looking at Ivan.
"Why look at Ivan, you are one that found it." Ivan said.
"Because she's figuring out a way for you to get the money, Ivan." Ron said, smiling.
"Ivan does not need it." Ivan replied, smiling.
"Well, now we need to figure a way off this mountain." Kim said, looking down the mountain, and sighing.
"Leave that to me, KP." Ron said, smiling.
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