THE BROKEN ONE
Falsely Accused
By Violetta
Disclaimers
(1) I don't own any rights to Kim Possible. This is a work of fan fiction and is not intended for profit.
(2) This fiction is rated M. If you not yet an adult read the Rated K thought T stories.
(3) There are adult themes including explicitly described acts of violence and sexual acts. Translation: LEMON ALERT. The characters are fictional and will be put through a living hell. Don't expect you typical Disney happy ending as I don't do happy!
(4) Flames...the more you flame...the more I will have to write. Believe me when I say that flames only makes me more determined to tick you off.
Ron Stoppable looked over the ledge at the ground below wondering just how far it was to the ground below.
He hawked up some spit and let it fall out of his mouth.
One – One Thousand
Two – One Thousand
Three – One Thousand
Four – One Thousand
Four seconds until the spit splattered on the concrete below.
Ron Stoppable wondered where things went so wrong to end up in this place.
Three weeks ago he seemingly had it all. He had managed to save the day and get the girl. If the stories were right, now he was suppose to live happily ever after with his girl.
Prom night marked many milestones in his life. His first official girlfriend. His first real kiss. It was as if a lifetime as the world's biggest loser had finally earned him a chance at happiness.
Ron closed his eyes.
Joseph Campbell wrote the book The Hero of a Thousand Faces.
Ron Stoppable's autobiography would be titled The Man of a Thousand Fears.
Ron Stoppable was a psychotherapist's dream patient. An entire generation of psychology professors could get guaranteed life time tenure by just writing up case studies of all his phobias and complexes. Primates, snakes, girls, heights, plasma blasts, mutated canines, and a massive inferiority complex all conspired to make him Middleton High Schools official loser.
Why don't they just tattoo an L on my forehead and be done with it?
This morning was like any other morning. Wake up. Shower. Put on underwear, cargo pants, and a jersey in that order. Put Rufus in his favorite cargo pocket and head over to Bueno Nacho for some major snackage.
For three weeks Bueno Nacho was closed for repairs following the Diablo Incident. For three weeks Ron Stoppable missed his naco. Sure the inventor of the Naco could easily whip one together at home...but it was not the same without the transfats that saturated the cheese at Bueno Nacho. Ron did not care about a heart attack at sixty. As far as he was concerned sixty years without a naco was sixty years spent in the tenth circle of hell.
Rufus and Ronnie were fighting over the last naco when KP and Monique walked in.
"I see you couldn't bother to wait for us?"
"Give the man some space...three weeks of no nacos. It's worse than watching grandma walking naked out of the bathroom. Even Rufus was hurting...think of the little guy having to make do with those pellets from Smarty Mart."
"TMI Ron," replied Monique.
"You know her you know what's sag below her belly button."
"TMI KIO..."
"KIO?" asked Kim.
"Knock it off."
"Ron, Monique and I are going shopping. Are we on for the movies?"
"Course KP. The Ron man will even make the ultimate sacrifice and let you pick?"
Rufus looked at his pal like he was nuts and give Ron a quick Oh-Oh.
"Girl, the boy definitely is in love with you. He's letting you pick the movie. So cute."
Monique whipped out her camera phone and took a quick snapshot of KP and Ron.
"I got to remember this day."
"Ron, be by at four. I got some clothes to show off for you. Also I need to fit you for your new school clothes."
Ronnie smiled...trying on new clothes was an excuse to play their newest game. KP never hemmed clothes in her life and Ron's size was perfect off the rack. Although there would be little physical contact during the session, they would strip off in front of one another.
Even though Ron knew exactly what Kim looked and even felt what she was like under her clothes during the brain switching incident, having KP take off her cloths in front of him was far better.
Ron could not recall another thing until he showed up at Kim's house.
It was perfect.
The Tweebs were at space camp in Florida. Misses Doctor P would be at the hospital for at least another four hours working on the senator's brains. Mister Doctor P was spending extra time at work working on a priority hush-hush project. It would be him and KP alone.
Ron had a spare key to the house which he used to let himself in the house. He entered and went upstairs. He knocked on her door.
"Come on in, Ron."
Inside was Kim.
The red haired goddess was wearing a short robe and a towel over her hair.
Kim pointed to her bed. Ron took it as a command to sit on the edge of her bed.
Ron Stoppable wondered just what he would see today.
"Ron, take off your clothes. I want to make sure everything fits."
Ron did not have to be asked twice. As little kids, they use to run around naked. As Team Possible, they sometimes had to change in close quarters. However Ron knew that something would be different today.
Ron stripped down to his boxers.
"That too."
Ron was surprised. Normally Kim would not have him remove the boxers.
Be cool. Maybe she just bought you some new underwear.
Kim smiled and slid out of her robe.
She was shivering slightly. The air conditioner was working overtime to keep the summer heat out and the room was cool. The cool air made her nipple pointy.
Ron Stoppable almost had a heart attack.
God's can't she see what's going to happen.
"KP, I think..."
"I don't want you to think today. I waited so long for today."
Kim Possible pushed Ron into bed. She ran her hands over his chest and abdomen. They were cold but Ron was not complaining. She leaned over and kissed him.
All thoughts about Mister Doctor Possible's space probes and black holes vanished the instant Kim's lips touched his.
"Go ahead and touch me."
Ron did not need another invitation.
Ron's hand traveled to her breasts. He remembered how he touched himself when he was trapped in Kim's body and touch her nipples.
Kim yelped.
"Don't stop, Ron."
Kim rubbed her tummy on his.
Kim slipped him the tongue as she kissed him.
He kissed her back as Kim pulled him in towards her. Somehow they both rolled so the both were on their sides facing one another. Kim pulled Ron on top of her.
"Ron, do it."
"KP are you sure."
"Yes...Ron do it."
Ron Stoppable stopped thinking...stopped listening to the voice of fear that plagued him since Camp Wantawept.
Two seconds later, Kim Possible yelped as a man penetrated the red head virgin.
Ron was afraid that he hurt her. He was afraid to stop. As he tried to figure out what to do, his body reacted to million of years of evolution. His hips started moving.
Kim's body likewise responded.
Mother Nature did not care about the happiness of her creation, but rather the propagation of the species. A young virile man was planting his seed into the womb of a young fertile female of the same species. Mother Nature did not want them to think too much about the act and the risks. So she wired both male and female to revert into an animalistic state during mating.
Kim was whimpering as she nibbled on his right ear. Ron's hips moved in counterpoint to Kim's hips. Instinctively, Ron drove himself in all the way before releasing his baby making juice into the entry to Kim's cervix.
Kim felt the rush and it trigger her body to start contracting. Her vaginal muscles tightened to massage more of Ron's sperm into her cervix. Kim moaned.
"Ron, don't stop."
Ron was young and did not instantly soften. He was still hard and kept plowing more and more into Kim.
"Take me...make me your bitch...pound my cunt."
Kim had lost it. Consequences be damn she did not want this moment to stop.
Ron mind registered Kim's commands. From a lifetime of being obedient to her, he had no chance to think.
Soon he launched another stream of baby-making juice into her womb.
It was not necessary.
The million of sperm launch in the first orgasm traveled blindly seeking the egg that Kim release a couple days ago. Millions travels but it only took one to do the job.
Twenty minutes later the lovers recovered from their efforts. It was Ron that first thought of the consequences.
KP, I did not pull out...
"KP...we...no condom."
Kim just kissed him.
"I just went on the pill. It's safe."
What Kim forgot and Ron did not know was that it took two or three months of taking the pill before it was effective.
Ron relaxed. He did not have to worry about a trip to the nearest black hole.
That's KP, thinking of everything. I am in love with the smartest, prettiest girl in the world.
He held his girlfriend.
"KP, I love you. When do you want us to get married?"
Kim gave Ron a hungry look.
"First you have to pound me into submission before I am willing to even think of getting engaged."
Ron responded to Kim's request.
Ron rolled over and he gave Kim a kiss.
"As you wish."
Ron reentered the now familiar cavern. Kim started moaning obscenities.
"Yes, Ron. Tame me. I want you to tame my hot pussy and give it the discipline it needs. I have been such a bad little slut. Tame your sick little slut. Make the high and mighty bitch into an addict for your man meat."
Kim's new habit of talking dirty only excited Ron.
Ron positioned Kim's legs so they went over his shoulder.
He drove deeper and deeper with each stroke.
Mother Nature's programming took over. Both partners surrendered to the moment.
"Tell me what you are doing to do."
Ron obliged. Soon he found out that talking dirty only turned Kim on. The dirtier that more turned on Kim became.
"Bitch, I am going to fucking knock up your cunt. I am going to fuck you so good that your parents and everyone in the world will know who fucking made your belly swell. Take that bitch...that is more dick than you can handle. I am going to fuck you up so much that no one will forget my name. Ron Stoppable the man is going to tame your sloppy cunt. Ron Stoppable is the man who's going to be known for knocking up the slutty bitch Kim Possible. I am going to make you think that an echo is following you. After I am done, you won't be about to use a tampon because I stretch your horny snatch. I am going to fuck out any thoughts of girl on girl action out of your empty head. I am going to fuck you straight. I am going to fuck you into a bow legged whore. After me, no man will be able to fuck you since my big dick is going to stretch you out. Say my fucking name cunt."
"Ron...god...Ron..."
"That's right...my pile driver is taming your slutiness. You are my slut. You are..."
Ron grunted as more seed spilled into Kim's already impregnated womb.
No one would know what Ron would say next.
Ron felt something grab him and was thrown to the wall. A fist came out of no where and the last thing he saw was a pissed off Mister Doctor Possible before the world went black.
He woke up to see a hysterically sobbing Kim Possible being hugged by her father.
"Kimmie Cub, I will deal with the son of a bitch."
Ron felt himself being picked up and slammed against the wall.
"If I did not care about my daughter's reputation, I would send your ass to jail where they rape scum like you. I would love to watch an AIDS infected dick go up your ass. Of all people I did not expect you to be the one to rape my child. I will let you go, Ron Stoppable. However, I am telling your parents what happened and getting a restraining order. I don't want you within a mile of my house or Kim. If you do...I won't call the cops. I still have my father's pistol from Vietnam and won't hesitate to shoot you in the nuts."
"But..."
Kim's father slugged him. Ron feel to the floor helpless as Dr. Possible kicked him twice in the ribs.
"Kim tell this future space cadet what you told me."
"Ron, I thought you were different from the other boys. I thought you were...You raped me Ron. I don't ever want to see you or hear from you again. Take your clothes and go..."
Ron's world collapsed the moment that Kim accused him of rape. Ron could understand that Mister Doctor Possible would go overboard protecting his child. However Kim lied...she accused him of an unforgivable sin.
Ron Stoppable had lost everything. He lost the illusion of love. He lost his innocence. He lost the one thing that he valued above everything else in this life...the one thing he sacrificed everything to protect.
Ron got into his clothes and tossed Mr. Possible his spare key.
"I hope you rot in hell cunt. As of now I won't even bother to piss on you even if you are the last female on this planet. You are dead to me KP."
For that Mr. Possible hit him twice more. Ron somehow slammed both his hands, palm out, into his opponent's chest. Mister Possible fell backwards unto the floor and banged the back of his head unto the floor. He was trying to get up, but he was dazed.
"I am leaving, James. I hope you are happy Kim. I won't be seeing you around anytime soon."
Ron Stoppable walked away from his ex-girlfriend and his life wondering just how he was going to survive.
Thankfully his parents were not home.
"Rufus, it's over. KP is now my enemy. I hate to do this but I am not going to be around to take care of you."
Rufus looked at him.
Suddenly Ron's hand shot out.
Rufus' world came to a sudden end.
The last thing that the loyal naked mole rat saw was tears in his best friend's eyes.
"It's better that way for all of us."
Now it was time to say goodbye to the world.
Ron Stoppable stole the five thousand dollars that his father kept in the safe just in case of emergency. The money would not last long. It did not have to last very long at all.
Three days later, the money almost gone Ron found himself on top of the roof to the Middleton Athletic Stadium. He took one last look at the world he was leaving behind.
Since he went on the missions with Kim, Ron spent his life in devotion to the fiery hair girl that stole his heart. Because of his devotion, Ron faced his fears and fought to earn her love...earn her respect. Many times, he had been hurt. He pasted a smile on his face even with fractured ribs so Kim Possible would not worry about him and keep her mind focus on the task ahead.
Heroes fight for a cause or in the end they will fall. Even if the cause was to protect one's best friend from her own overconfidence, heroes need a cause. Ron loved Kim and all he wanted was just to have a little bit of that love returned to him. However Kim could not even return his love. She used him and when he became a liability...she destroyed him with a lie.
Ron was now in a war with himself and losing. Ron knew that the war inside his soul would never end. Ron Stoppable had fallen far. A lifetime ago, nothing could defeat him as long as Kim was happy. He had sacrificed his life for her. He had more injuries than a NFL player after a twenty year career. He would have gladly suffered a thousand more if it would mean that Kim Possible would still be his friend.
Ron bit back a sob.
To live, the warrior within Stoppable must find another cause to fight for. However, as long as he breathed the war inside himself will never end. He was driven to obtain something that he could never win. He was fighting a foe that he cannot ever defeat. In his own way, he was more driven than Kim, fighting for her love without faltering.
Kim fought without fear because she did not know defeat. From the cradle, Kim was indoctrinated with the motto Anything is possible for a Possible. Ron had fought in spite of his fears because he needed someone to love him as he loved her.
Sometimes in war, there is no chance at victory. In this war, Ron realized that Kim did not need him. He was just someone to use. In war, when victory was not a possibility, sometimes all one could do is surrender to the inevitable.
Ron laid out the paraphernalia for his last act on this earth...Lighter, candle stub, spoon, white powder, rubber tubing, cotton balls, and a syringe. It was not the first time that he used the stuff. For the past three days, he practiced not caring if the needles he shared were infected.
Ron had become an expert at injecting himself with the poison that would end his life.
Ron lit the candle.
He tied the rubber tubing around his left bicep. He filled the spoon with the powder and started heating it over the spoon. When it liquefied, Ron filtered the liquid through the cotton ball with a syringe.
There was more than enough White China to kill a man twice over.
With a practiced motion, Ron Stoppable inserted the needle into his vein and pushed the plunger down.
Ron smiled wondering just how long until he met the devil.
To Be Continued...