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I DO NOT own anything related to the Kim Possible franchise in this story. I own nothing except for the plot itself and any OC that will be presented.

The stench of death lingered in air as the cold wind blew through the chaos. Bodies upon bodies pilled up, battered and bruised as they lay on the ground like a canvas covered by black and red. Their numbers lost in the sea of life less corpse, their names and life, nothing but lost memories.

As wild fire scorches the earth, it dances wildly over the battle field while the black sky wept with sorrow. Underneath the heavy down pour, a solitary figure stands. Drenched in tears, sweat and rain, she remains unmoving like a statues in the middle of a garden of corpses. Amidst the onslaught she stands, her empty gaze towards the weeping dark sky. Eighteen years of pent up emotion finally released against the monster that brought her here, eighteen years of pent up emotions she had bottled up inside... and now it was over.

She didn't feel any better, if possible she feels even worse. For the longest time she had waited for this moment, the moment where she avenges his death but now that she had, it felt like nothing has changed. After all that she had done

"I'm sorry." She mutters with a weak voice. She apologized not to the many who have fallen under her hands, she apologized not for the wrongs that she had done but she apologized to him for becoming the monster he said she wasn't. As the words left her lips, it was as if a damn of emotion burst open and her tears freely rolled down her cheeks.

Watching from afar, a young genius and his three companions shiver as they look down upon the bloody scene before them. It was so grotesque that even the most experienced among them had to turn her gaze away from it all. This was too much, the carnage, the bloodshed, all of this to exact a revenge long promised. They had failed him and they had failed her. All they could do now was to try and make things right. If only they could have finished their preparation sooner... If only she did not catch wind of that evil madman... If only...

"I'll go first. I'll try to calm her down before you guys talk to her." The youngest among them said. She didn't wait for any of them to reply before jumping off the ledge where they stood. The other three wanted to stop her but they knew that she was right. If any of them tried to approach her now then they would probably just be added next to the pile of bodies underneath her feet.

It took the young woman meer seconds to get within hearing distance of the older woman. This should be safe enough, she thought. She knows that the older woman had already noticed her presence long before she even got to where she was standing but to her surprise the other woman remained idle as the rain drenched her.

This gave her enough time to study the woman before her. Gone was the young and beautiful spitfire, the lively spirit that breezed through problems and all. Her eyes have lost their luster, her body and spirit broken. She was now just an empty shell of who she used to be. Soaked in blood and covered in bruises, the woman others used to call a goddess was nothing more than beat up old woman.

Lost in her own thoughts, the younger woman did not notice the older woman move her head to look at her.

"What are you doing here?" The older woman asked in a tired voice. It was void of all emotion. Like a statue she stood in her spot, cold, unattached and unmoving. But she knew differently. She knew that there was still life in her. The older woman might be filled with anger and hurt but deep down she knew the woman everyone knew was still in there.

"Was all of this really necessary?" The younger woman asked as she looked around the bodies and the ruins.

"It is." Was her only reply.

"Doing all of this didn't change anything." The younger woman replied with anger. She knew that these men deserve what they got but this didn't help the older woman at all. Exacting revenge in this manner only deepened the wounds in the older woman's heart.

"I know... but at least it lessened the pain." The older woman replied in a whisper, more to herself than for the benefit of the younger woman.

"We all hurt, you're not the only one, you know!" The younger woman replied angrily. Her blood was starting to boil, her emotions threatening to break free. She looked into the older woman's emerald orbs, for so long she was told that they were filled with life but now all she could see in them was an empty void. A dark abyss that knows no end.

Cautiously, she walked towards the older woman. Slow but steady, each step more confident than the last. She might be able to break her out of this depression and rage. With great care she extended her arms, slow enough that it wouldn't alarm the older woman but enough to reach her before she pulled away.

And then it happened. Her arms wrapped around the older woman, her body stiffened but eventually relaxed and leaned on the younger woman. This is what she had longed for for so long. Having her arms wrapped around this woman who meant the world to her, she was already somewhat at peace. The feeling of her warmth was enough to make all the painful memories go away.

Time seems to slip by, when all of a sudden she felt the older woman's body stiffen once more.

"You!" She growled.

"I'm not here to fight." The new comer said with her hands up in surrender. It was true. Her only goal was to talk to the older woman, a talk that was long due. Before she could utter another word though, the older woman had already prepared to attack her.

"Like hell you aren't! It's all your fault!" The older woman spat as she tried to break herself free from the younger woman's hold. This newcomer was to blame. She was the reason he died, the reason that he had left her alone in this world. With the anger that had build up inside of her, it didn't take long for the older woman to over power the young woman that was holding on to her.

"Stop. We don't need to fight. I just want to talk." The newcomer tried to explain as she dodge kicks and punches that were sent her way. Her plea fell on deaf ears as the older woman continued with her assault. Rage had completely blinded her and all that she could see was red.

"I'm going to kill you!" The older woman yelled, anger continued to burn inside of her. There was no stopping her and that was for certain. Everyone thought that it was over when she lunged for the newcomer but before her body connected with the other woman, the younger woman was able to wrap her arms around the older woman and stop her in midair.

"Stop!" The younger woman pleaded, tears threatening to pour out or her eyes.

"Please, listen." The newcomer begged. She knew this wasn't going to be easy, heck it hasn't been easy from the start but deep down she knew that they had to start somewhere. Gathering all of the courage she has, the newcomer approached the older woman and held her hands.

"There's a way to save him." The newcomer started to explain. This stopped the older woman from struggling. She didn't continue to try to get free of the younger woman who was holding her down but instead she stayed down on the ground. For the first time since that incident, someone was giving her hope.

"You're lying..." The older woman said in disbelief. It's a lie, her mind whispered. She'd never tell a lie, her heart objected. Confusion started to seep into the cracks of her mind. There's so much history between her and the newcomer but because of the things that has happened, she was finding it very difficult to trust her, or anyone for that matter.

"There is a way... but neither of us can do it." The newcomer explained.

"What?!" This completely confused the older woman. One minute she was being told that the could save him but now she was being told that they couldn't do anything. Anger was starting to build inside of her once more but before she could do anything, the newcomer continued with what she was explaining.

"Neither of us can do it. It has to be her." The newcomer explained as she pointed to the younger woman.

"Her... why her?" The older woman suspiciously asked. She was more calmer now but she still has her suspicion with what the newcomer was saying. It didn't make sense to her. Neither of them can do it but the younger woman can?

"We don't have the power to do so. If it's her then there should be no problem. Plus, she has it inside of her just like he did." The newcomer added.

"No, this is just a trick. You are tryin to fool me! I'm not giving her up!" The older woman shouted with conviction. She had now already broken free of the younger woman's hold and had already stood up to her full height. Ready to fight, she had already taken an offensive position when she felt two femine hands hold on hers.

"It's okay. I'll be alright." The younger woman said as she tried to calm the older woman down. This did the job as they saw her lower her arms. There was defiance in her eyes but they saw that the younger woman was able to calm her down, calm enough maybe to be able to talk some sense into her.

"But..." Before the older woman could make anymore protest.

"She's right." A familiar voice agreed. Out of the shadows he appeared, aged from all the years that had passed but his stupid face was still almost the same. The sight of him made her remember the good old times, the times where things were still right. After the incident and those many years of pain and sorrow, he was the one that stood by her side.

"This is for the best." He assured her, his voice filled with conviction.

If there was anyone she could trust in this world then it was these three people around her. For all the bad and the wrong she had done, they had never given up on her. Feeling the world spinning around her, she approached the man and hugged him for all she's worth. She buried her face on his broadchest and cried away all those years that had passed.

"I'll be alright. This time, we'll make it all right." The young woman assured her as a blue aura started to emanate from her body. With her approval they were now set, they are now ready to do what must be done. Using her strength, his brain and the younger woman's power, they opened a rift through time, a passage that led to the past.

The path inside was violent, it roared with great force. A storm of energy and light, it boomed as they clashed. The older woman couldn't believe her eyes. They had passed through her before but it was not as violent as this. Fear for the younger woman arose in her heart. She couldn't do it, no, she will not let it happen again. Before she could act on her thought though, the younger woman had already jumped into the rift, a smile on her face as the light enveloped her.

"I'll be alright, Mama."

A/N:

Okay... So yeah... I've got a confession.. I can't write any updates with the previous stories that I've started.. I s**k, I know.. They just all feel so distant and we just don't meet eye-to-eye at the moment.. Ssooo... I'm sticking to this one for now.. I hope you like the start of this new story.. Please leave a review if you liked it and positive critism is very much welcome..