(whitem grumbles in slight aggravation) Why is it that I suddenly get these HUGE plot bunnies with red glowing eyes and sharp teeth and a menacing voice that says "Write this!"? Well… I guess this will be story number 100, so I hope it's a good one. I had originally planned on using a one-shot idea I had for quite a while, but like I said, this plot bunny was quite… insistent.

Disclaimer: I say now as I have always said before, I don't own the characters. But any OC's that I just might happen to create on the way? I suppose I own them. Rated 'T' just to be safe.

Chapter 1

In his sleep, Ron kept turning back and forth in his bed. His eyes would squeeze tighter as the dream he was having racked his subconscious.

The fight had been monumental up to this point. Ron had been fighting Monkey Fist for what seemed like an eternity, and now he was finally starting to weaken. The Monkey Man was winning, and there was nothing Ron could do to turn the tide of the fight. He was going to lose, and that was all that mattered.

Ron stood up to his feet on shaky legs and looked into the crazed monkey man's cold eyes. Stone cold eyes, that is, as Ron had been fighting a stone version of Monkey Fist, looking just as he had the last time Ron had seen the man as he sank beneath the sands attached to the Yono Shrine.

"H… How have y…you come back to life? Umm… so to speak." Ron said as he raised his bloody knuckles. He was at least going to go down fighting.

"It would be all too easy to tell you…" Monkey Fist said in his irritating high pitched voice, "But I think I'll show you instead."

Monkey Fist then stood up straight, and spoke to no one in particular, even though Ron was standing right in front of him. "You may show yourself now. The Pretender has been beaten."

From the dark shadows Ron saw movement, and then a form appeared, almost as if from a dark mist. The person that now stood only a few feet from Ron wore a black Ninja outfit, and it covered them from head to toe. Ron could tell right away that this person was female, but that was all he could glean from the dangerous looking figure.

Monkey Fist spoke while Ron continued to stare at the unknown female ninja. "Now that you have been beaten and are unable to fight any longer, now you will see who the real target is."

Slowly a light started to brighten a few feet behind the ninja, and Ron tried squinting his eyes to see what was being revealed in the light. He could see a set of bars and a pair of legs that were tied to the bars come into view, and then with sudden brilliance, the light came on full force revealing the horrific scene before him.

It was Kim, and she was tied to a set of bars, and gagged so she couldn't make any noise. Her eyes were also covered with another piece of black cloth, so she couldn't see.

Ron called out to her. "Kim! I'm here!" Ron knew that Kim heard him, as she now fought against her restraints. He could hear her making loud noises, almost as if she was trying to tell him something.

The black clad female ninja walked up next to Kim's side and nodded towards Monkey Fist, prompting him to speak. "As you can see Stoppable, your girlfriend is a bit… tied up… at the moment, so she is completely helpless, as are you. I know you are tired, and our fight has severely weakened you. So… My Master… You may now do what you have been planning for all these years."

Before Ron cold even move a step, the female ninja reached behind her back, pulled a Katana blade out of a sheath that was strapped to her back, and plunged the blade deep into Kim's solar plexis.

"Noooooo!" Ron screamed and took a step towards Kim to run to her, but he was easily brought down by a swift kick to the back of his head by a stone foot. After slamming to the floor, Ron was groggy from the hit to his head. He slowly rolled onto his back and looked up at the stone Monkey Fist, and the female ninja dressed in black.

"Wh… who are you… and why h… have you done this?" Ron asked with tears streaming down his cheeks.

Again it was Monkey Fist who answered. "I think once you see the who, you will know the why."

Ron then looked over to the black clad female ninja, and she slowly started to pull the mask off, fully intent on revealing who she was before he blacked out completely.

It was at this time that Ron's subconscious decided he had seen enough, and Ron woke in a cold sweat, not seeing the face of the person who had released Monkey Fist from his suspended stone animation.

…x x x x…

"Wow, that was some dream Ron." Kim said as she sat across from her boyfriend at a booth inside Bueno Nacho. "But that's all it was… a dream."

"Not a dream Kim, a nightmare. And it seemed so… real." Ron had this look of fear in his eyes that Kim had never seen before. Oh she had seen her boyfriend scared while running away from some goons, but this was different. Ron looked like he was petrified by this dream. "What if it was like a… prem… premni…"

"Premonition?" Kim suggested.

"Premonition! Yeah, that's it! Sensei mentioned to me something about that during my last trip to Yamanouchi for training. He said there would be times I might have dreams that seemed as real as life, and if I ever had them I should contact him right away."

"And have you contacted Sensei?" Kim asked with a quirk of her eyebrow, still not buying into this whole 'premonition' garbage that Ron was ranting about.

"No, not yet. I wanted to tell you about it first Kim, since you were… like… killed and all… in it."

Kim took a deep breath, sighed, and reached across the table taking one of Ron's hands inside both of hers. She looked deep into his puppy dog brown eyes and said, "I'm not going anywhere Ron. Monkey Fist is history, and I'm not going to be killed by any kind of crazy ninja. Please… can we just forget about this dream you had, and have a good time today? Please? We're on vacation."

"OK Kim… I'll try." Ron said with a sigh, and then slid out of the booth and back into the other one beside Kim. He leaned in and placed a kiss on his badical girlfriend's soft yet firm lips.

A large tray of food was sat down at the table, and the person carrying the tray plopped down opposite the two teens where Ron had been sitting earlier. Kim and Ron then heard the clearing of a throat that was intended to get their attention, so they stopped the kiss and turned to the person sitting across from them.

"Possible-San and Ron-San… When you said you wanted to come to Japan for a vacation, I didn't think it would consist of me always trying to pry the two of you apart with a sword."

"Sorry about that Yori," Ron said, "I thought we had a bit more time while you were ordering for us."

"That is quite alright Ron-San." The brunette beauty said with a smile. "It's just that I have much to show the two of you. Many things have changed since you were here last, and I cannot wait to show you everything." The Japanese beauty absently fingered a bandage that was wrapped around her right hand.

"You never said how you hurt your hand Yori." Kim said with concern in her voice.

"It's nothing." She said while picking up the hot tea she had ordered, and took a small sip. "During practice with the Sai… how is it you Americans say? I zagged, when I should have zigged."

Both Kim and Ron chuckled at Yori's reversing of the phrase "Zig-Zag", and then settled down to eat their lunch, looking forward to all of the sights that Yori had promised to show them.

To be continued…

To be honest, I'm not sure how long this story will be, as right now it's still a work in progress. Even I don't know where it's going to go next. So hang on!