A/N: Change a few things that seem silly in retrospect, overall the events haven't been changed from the original chapter. More to come eventually.
Ron flipped backwards and in doing so easily dodged the errant but powerful swing of the henchman. As his hand made contact with the floor behind him, his legs followed and the momentum brought them up with force against his opponent's jaw, and sent him fly backwards. Leaving Ron no worse for wear. He turned to face his remaining opponents a group of 10 henchmen, all larger then him and armed with shock sticks. He couldn't help but smile, he was a little hurt they were underestimating him.
The first four approached, the maximum number of people that could engage him at any one time. As they surrounded him, Ron decided to make the first move. Striking low he almost immediately knocked two of the men out of the fight. Both falling into a fetal position in pain. Ron despite himself had to wince a little, that must have hurt a lot. He jumped over the two downed opponents. Meaning that the other two would have to separate to get around their downed comrades to get to Ron.
Stepping to the right Ron moved to engage that henchman first. He was rewarded with a wide haymaker with the stun baton, closing the distance quickly he grabbed the man's wrist and completely halted all momentum. The split second of utter confusion was all Ron needed to bring his other hand into play. Stepping into the strike he thrust his open palm against the man's abdomen. A flash of blue and the henchman ended up flying back into one of the red walls denting it. The henchman's clothing's still smoking from the impact.
Although impressive, it did little to deter his compatriots who continued to try and take him down. Ron moved from opponent to opponent in rapid succession. Taking out each with mechanical precision. Moving with purpose he moved from one henchman to the next with brutal efficiency. Ron moved from opponent to opponent in what could only be compared break dancing. Although it was a martial art of its own. Known as Capoeira it combined dance with powerful kicks and swift punches.
Although he was already a master at the seven styles of Tai Shing Pek Kwar, he wasn't stupid enough to rely on a single style and he had expanded his repertoire of moves since high school ended. Although he had no intention of trying to master 16 forms of kung fu, he had managed to pick up some tricks from all over the world, including Muai Thai, Boxing, and Ninjistu, chief among them.
Drakken's Main Lab
Kim found herself bound to the wall with shackles, and her partner, Bonnie in quite a similar situation. They'd managed to sneak in, but Drakken had hired a lot more henchmen then he usually did. While they were a dime a dozen, eventually Kim and Bonnie had become tired, and it was easy for Shego to take them both out. Taking in her surroundings she tried to find a way to escape, though none presented themselves. All of their gear had been taken when they'd been captured. Shego sat some distance away at a simple table with her feet up, but she was close enough to notice some kind of escape attempt.
Bonnie had joined her on missions a few months after it happened. At first it had been only on occasion, but as the missions became harder to complete alone Bonnie decided to join on full time. She was no longer the same girl from high school, although she was still rather abrasive it mostly remained directed at those who deserved it.
Turning to find Kim and Bonnie awake Dr. Drakken began to monologue his entire plan, as was the usual. Starting with a evil laugh he taunted his two captives. "Kim Possible! I see you fell into my trap nicely." He yelled triumphantly.
"What, you mean just throwing a bunch of underpaid henchmen at us? That's quite a plan there Drakken, did that take you all night to think of?" Bonnie laughed, rewarding her with a snarl of frustration from Drakken.
Continuing his rant."I'm sure you're curious to know what I have planned to take over the world! Because today evil will triumph!" Everyone was sure he would go into great detail on the exact details of his plan, but before he could the main laboratory doors blew open with a bright blue blast of energy. Thrown off their hinges they landed some distance away. A cloud of smoke and dust obscured the one responsible.
"Didn't they teach you in kindergarten Drakken? Evil never wins." A voice called out from within the smoke. A voice that Kim never thought she'd hear again. She squinted to try and make out the blurry figure standing in the debris. Bonnie was doing the same thing with a rather dumbfounded expression on her face. Kim knew that Bonnie's expression mirrored her own.
As the smoke cleared all four heads turned to see who was brave, or stupid enough to make such an entrance. There stood the one person no one expected, Ron Stoppable. He had certainty grown into his body. Even from a distance it was easy to tell he had filled out nicely. Though he remained rather lean, it was obvious that he had been training hard .
Ron had traded in his old mission gear for an upgrade about a year ago. He was now equipped with his own battle suit. Unlike Kim's however it also was decently armored. The body suit was red, with white lines that pulsated with power. In addition it also had armored gauntlets, boots and greaves. A futuristic looking chest plate and shoulder pauldrons protected his upper body. Wrapped around his waist was a black utility belt, and the Lotus Blade across his back. He also had two drop leg rigs, one with a holstered Maxim 9 pistol, and the other with a triple set of pouches with addition pistol magazines.
Shego let out a long whistle as she looked over Stoppable. Taking note of the pistol, and sword. Though what really drew her attention was that he was now a head taller then her, and extremely well built. "Haven't seen you for three years Buffoon, and you never called, you never write. What's a girl to think?" Shego teased lightly as she took a combative stance. The sidekick had really gown up since the last time she'd seen him.
"Aw come now Shego, can't we catch up over coffee or something? It'll be less painful." He responded in kind, as he started to move his body to an invisible beat.
"Ron! What are you doing? You can't fight Shego, she's out of your league." Kim yelled struggling harder to free herself. What was Ron thinking? Shego was dangerous, and she wouldn't go easy on him, he was going to get hurt.
Ron chose to ignore Kim's comment, and returned his attention to the green skinned woman in front of him. Something that Shego noticed. Though decided not to comment on that yet, she was far more interested in fighting Stoppable. Maybe some other time Stoppable, but for now this'll be more fun." She said before lunging at him, though she didn't use her powers yet. She proceeded to go on the offensive, but found that Stoppable was slippery. It took only a moment to realize what style he was using, Capoeira. It was an interesting style. She barely had any time to dodge his counterattack. His tactics were hard to get around. Whenever he dodged her attacks he was in a position to immediately counterattack, while she was still recovering. She solved this by moving closer and closer each time she attacked. Using her own footing to mess with his. She felt her heart beat faster as an opening appeared as he finally lost his balance. She moved in with a swift forward kick.
Though Ron wouldn't go down so easily. Having lost his balance he simply went with the flow and transitioned into another style. Monkey Kung Fu consisted of several forms, each different, and efficient for different situation. He changed his fighting style to the Drunken Monkey, a style that specialized in off balance attacks. Though it worked better when he was actually drunk. Already falling, and slightly off center he simply used his momentum to spin himself. Bringing his arms tight to his body he deflected the powerful kick. Landing on his hands, and tips of his feet he swung around and try to swipe Shego's feet from under her. Shego however dodged backwards and evaded the move.
As Shego and Ron continued to fight the three other occupants of the room were frozen with shock. Ron was good, very good. He was fighting on even ground with Shego, and it didn't even seem like he was breaking a sweat doing so. Kim couldn't believe what she was seeing. Had Ron always been this good? Looking at Bonnie who also seemed to be at a total loss for words. Remembering that they were trying to escape she started to work on the shackles that kept her bound.
Shego was having fun. For the first time she'd be able to go all out. Kimmie was a skilled fighter, but she had a very acrobatic, and evasive fighting style. Shego never had the chance to fight at her full strength when she was constantly trying to chase down her opponent. The buffo- No, Stoppable had a much more grounded fighting style. She couldn't help but smile as she ignited her hands. No holding back. "You know how to show a girl a good time Stoppable. But you will need to do better then that to impress me." She laughed, the amusement evident in her eyes.
"Oh, then what about this?" Mimicking Shego's movements his hands ignited in a bright blue flame. It was a beautiful, and pure flame. His eyes glowed a vibrant blue as well. Taking a more traditional boxing stance he waited for Shego to make the next move. This flame was the product of two years of training his Mystical Monkey Powers. Unlike when he was in high school now he had near complete control over his MMP.
Shego was surprised, and a little annoyed. Flaming hands were her thing. Though outwardly the only response she gave was a slight widening of her eyes. She closed the distance again so she could go on the offensive again unleashing a devastating flurry of blows. Like before however Stoppable was a slippery target to hit. Bobbing and weaving around Shego's deadly strikes he maintained the brawling distance between them.
Blocking and dodging blows he waited for the perfect moment to counterattack. A very angry right hook came and he spotted his chance. Raising his arm he blocked the hook and, he immediately unleashed a powerful jab that only barely missed its mark as Shego dodged backwards. Their fight would have continued if it wasn't for the explosions that began to rock the lair like a thunderous drum, throwing small bits of debris everywhere as the lair began to shake as it came apart. "Maybe next time Tiger." She laughed as she winked at him before retreating with Dr. Drakken in tow.
Ron ran over to Kim and Bonnie, drawing his sword, and with a quick slash freed them from their bounds. Turning around he drew his pistol and aimed first at Shego, but before he could get off a shot, Kim with a horrified expression on her face grabbed onto his shooting arm and threw off his aim. By the time he got Kim off his arm the pair had already disappeared. Scowling he re holstered his weapons before making his way to the surface. Only looking back occasionally to make sure that Kim and Bonnie were still following.
Exiting the base they found themselves in a placid, and rather beautiful plain. A soft breeze flowing through the tall grass. The only sign something was amiss was the dust cloud that had followed them outside. It was already sundown, the sky filled with warm colors of orange, and red. Thousands of fireflies seem to populate the sky, taking the place of the stars for the observers. There was a slight awkward silence, the first time the any of them had been together in years. Kim was of course the first to speak, her voice neutral, but it was hard to miss the hard underlying tone. "Ron I can't believe you were about to shoot them, what is wrong with you?"
It was hard to keep a neutral face in reponse to that but Ron thought he did a pretty decent job of it. Pulling the Maxim 9 free of it's holster he released the magazine and showed it to them. It looked like the hybrid baby of a bullet, and a medical syringe. "Tranq rounds, they'd have been asleep for a few hours, but they would have been fine." Kim had the decency to look embarrassed about making the assumption. With a click he put the magazine back, and re-holstered his pistol.
As Kim was about to respond the sound of plane overhead drew the attention of the trio. Overhead hovered a black and unmarked V-22 Osprey, a ladder lowered from it and Ron jumped onto it. He waved with a lopsided grin on his face before the Osprey pulled away and Kim and Bonnie were left alone in the field both with stunned looks on their faces.
