Hard times for Team Possible, the college ones: hard studies, difficult schedules, and looked like all villains had decided to rise the aim all together, twith always more complex plans and new aspiring Earth conquerors popping up like mushrooms. Luckily, the plans were so complicated and the self-styled future dominators so inexperienced that a run to the red button was enough to put them out of the fight for a good month. The only plans with a hope to work were recycled ideas that by now were capable of stopping with closed eyes. Drakken and Shego, after the Lowardian experience, reired, or better: Global Justice offered them pardon at condition that they joined their ranks. Kim had to admit that it was a good idea: Drakken, in his megalomania, was still a good inventor...after her father, of course, and the Tweebs...and Mrs. Renton...and Vivian Porter...well, he was still good, and who knows that his invention could be used for something useful. Shego, not even discussing it, was an excellent combat trainer, and even Kim learnt something new in her lessons. With the doctor's retire, the new apex position in the criminal's ladder was filled by Professor Dementor, who seemed all willing to not give up the throne.

But even Kim and Ron did not stay turning their thumbs: she kept training and keeping in shape, and even started learning about firearms. Her father had been very contrary to the idea, but the cheerleader knew that sooner or later child protection would have ceased even for her, and did not want to be found unprepared. For honor of the truth, not even her was so relaxed thinking about implications, so the only pistol she used was a tranq darts one, and only at the shooting range. Ron from his side attended regular courses at Yamanouchi of ninjitsu, kenjutsu, martial arts (and in this she was grateful she too could help him) and Sensei was teaching him hot to use his mystical powers. There, this was a part that Kim really didn't manage to understand, they talked about "energies of the creation", "chakra" and other stuff like this...stuff that made her feel out of her element, but she was proud of her boyfriend because this was one of the rare times in which it was him the expert, and was doing really good! For what looked like at her, at least, then it was hard even for Ron, but he was grasping the basics. Mysticism aside, in the other sectors he had great results, looked like stopping an alien invasion was a tonic for his maturity: nowadays there were not rare the occasions in which she was the distraction, faced the enemies' hordes and meanwhile he sneaked undisturbed, retrieved the stolen items, sabotaged the machineries and then he came to give her a hand: he fought so fast, clean and invisible that half of the henchmen were on the ground without even realizing that Kim hasn't even brushed them. My dear shadow warrior! But Ron still preferred to take care of the diversion factor, to not make her risk too much, he said. What an uncurable romantic, always so considerate! So from time to time they switched roles, sometimes she distracted, sometimes he did...but Kim preferred when they worked together, side by side. In those moments, she would have not call an exageration to say that she felt invincible. Sadly this new modus operandi had become a routine, since Rufus left them because of old age. Poor thing, for everyone it has been like losing a friend, but for Ron he was family.

But as of now it has happened a year before: everything was going well for Kim, she and her boyfriend were on the same college, they have not problems for the exams (well, no more than any other student), they loved each other, they confided, they supported and tolerated, sometimes they argued but it was immediately peace. And Dr. Director had even expressed the intention to make her join G.J. once finished university, but she already worked with them more often and with always more important tasks. Ron still has not received the invitation, but she was sure that it was because Betty wanted to leave him training as Mystical Monkey Master, so he could be even more useful. A dream life.

Now, Kim's only problem was called DNAmy, and consisted in an army of boardrills (boar mandrills) with which she aimed to avenge her "precious" terorizing London's zoo. Seriously, it was the third time in a few months, the only change was the species she used. And Kim had to do it by herself, because Ron was at home with a broken leg: courtesy of the nth newbie, a guy who liked to exaggerate with firecrackers, she nearly went under a wall chunk, if her Ronnie didn't pushe her away; and he himself nearly was the omelette, if he wasn't so fast. When then the noob had the nerve, while he was taken away by the police, to threat to escape and "finish the job", she broke his jaw with a fist and promised more and worse else if he tried to exit before time. From his face, she was sure she'd never see him anymore. Coming back to the boardrills, they were tough, she had to admit it, and those fangs promised pain, so she couldn't face them head first. Wade said that if she managed to steal to Amy her hybridizing rifle she could bring back the monkeys to normality, but it was hard, expecially stuck on a tree like she was now. "You won't stop my lovely creatures this time, Possible!" Lovely, creatures...yeah, sure! But Amy made a mistake, and Kim had a fistful of seconds to take advantage of it, before the monkeys climbed to her. Really, why had she the impression that it was a good idea? Those were the moments that she believed Ron's fears regarding primates had a reason. But it wasn't time for that, so she took the grapple, aimed at the thing in the hands of the mad scientist and...score! A simple rewind of the cable and she was ready to bring back zoo's guests to their original form. A few minutes, and the situation was normal again. Only shade, Amy managed to escape. No big, she would catch her next time, with the full squad. Journalists came immediately in group to interview her, even people from abroad states, aside obviously from the omnipresent reporter of TriCityTV, which managed to always broadcast a live to home of her adventures. It was an abnormal way to be close to her parents, but she liked to think about it like that. After many years, interviews were routine, two reassurring words to the viewers and then away at home to cuddle the invalid...always in case he took advantage of the vacation from the missions to study, obvious; even if she was sure he would prefer to come back fighting Monkey Fist if it meant to escape the text books. "So Kim, what can you tell us about this mission?" "Have you been hurt?" "Did something go out of your expectations?" "Gentlemen, please, one at time," the redhead answered, "I'm fine and the animals and zoo visitors too, and this is what matters. Everything is back to normal, tomorrow this story will be only a bad memory and already the day after tomorrow we will be able to laugh upon it. It's true, it's been hard, without Ron helping me, but risks like that must be taken: I admit too that I'm a bit altered that DNAmy escaped, but the moment Ron will be back, Team Possible will be again at 100% and you'll see that the bad guys will be back behind the bars where they belong." she answered with the smile on her lips, to show confidence and reassure. By now she was a trend personality, she had to cure her image...but why do the reporters lok at her like that? Had she said something wrong? Was there something behind her? She wasn't accidentally hit by the ray, right?

"Ehm, sorry Kim...who is Ron?"