From the Mission Logs of Kimberly Ann Possible

CHAPTER 1: Heinrich

Heinrich: Okay, kids, we're here.

Kim: Thanks for the lift, Heinrich.

Heinrich: Oh, Kim, you silly. It's the least I could do after you saved our village from that avalanche last year.

Kim: No big...

Ron: So, Heinrich, got any teenage daughters who might want to go to a big American dance party?

Heinrich: Nein!

Ron: Nine! One's plenty. Well, maybe two.

Heinrich: Nein means 'no'!

Ron: Hey, wait a minute, I helped with that avalanche.

Kim: You started it!

Well, I feel a little silly writing this, but mom insists. She says that one day I'll look back in 'fond remembrance' of what I write here, but come on; that's what the diary's for. I didn't really want to put this in my diary, though, because that's for personal things, so I'm starting another journal for stuff like this, I mean, it kinda makes sense, but mom's just so frustrating sometimes. I guess I really don't mind, but now it feels like a homework assignment-especially since Mom wants to look this over when I'm done.

Anyway, we, as in my family and Ron, happened to be on a short little vacation; Ron's parents were busy or they would have come. Ron and I were getting ready to hit the slopes when we heard a commotion down in the lobby of the hotel. We went to see what was going on, and this guy, Heinrich, was saying that they had to forbid people from skiing and snowboarding because the snow had gone soft, it was warmer than it usually was this time of year. He said that they were going to have ask everyone to cut their vacations short, because there was the possibility of an avalanche destroying the town.

Ron was upset, and wanted to head back upstairs to repack, but I was really upset-I'd been looking forward to this for over a month since we planned the trip, I wouldn't leave without doing a little skiing. As I thought about it, I realized that there might still be some people on the slopes that needed to be told...besides, at worst I might get a chance to go down the mountain a couple of times...

X X X X

Kim reached over and grabbed Ron's hand, pulling him along as she went over to the tall man standing in the hotel lobby. He turned, ready to head out, when the red-haired teen spoke. "Hello,

Mister Heinrich?" The man turned, and she introduced herself. "Hello, I'm Kim Possible, and I'd like to help."

"Help?" The big man looked down at her, then over at her faithful friend. "Help with what-the evacuation?"

She shook her head, then motioned out the window toward the slopes. "No, the search-there's got to be people out on the slopes already, and they need to be told that we are evacuating the town."

The adult frowned, then studied them closer. "Aren't you two a little young to be helping with something like this?"

Ron finally spoke up. "Why yes, yes we are." Kim elbowed him in the side, and he quickly amended his statement. "I mean, no, we're very mature for our age."

Heinrich eyed them both, then finally noticed two other adults walking over. Kim's father came up behind the two teens and put his hands on Ron's shoulders. "What's going on, Kimmie-cub?"

After his daughter's explanation, he was inclined to agree with the other man, this really wasn't work for some amateur teens to get involved in, however after a quick sidelong glance at his wife, he reconsidered. He could tell that the elder red-head had a different opinion-and besides, it wasn't that dangerous. They could always snowboard away from the snow fall easily enough, and it might save lives in the end.

He smiled as his eldest child. "Alright, Kimmie, if your mother agrees-but make sure you do whatever Mr Heinrich says-don't do anything to get hurt."

With her parents blessing, Heinrich really had no reason to forbid the teens to help, and in truth, he could use the extra help-all of his strongest and most able men were working on building a barricade to divert an avalanche if it did occur. Even with as many men as he had working, it would still take a couple of days before the wall was ready-he just hoped the snow would stay solid that long. In the mean time, everyone else needed to leave the small village.

He took the two teen with him to a small office that he had near the edge of town, and quickly outfitted them with the other gear that they would need-Kim and Ron already had just about everything they needed. While they had all the climbing and snowboarding supplies they would need, he gave them a set of walkie-talkies, as well as an extra flashlight and some food for the hike.

As soon as they were outfitted, the two teens set off; Kim exhilarated to be out on an adventure, Ron a little less at ease.

X X X X

"Ron, get up here." Fourteen year old Kim Possible yelled down to her best friend and sidekick. She was currently crouched in the top of a tree, using the extra height to look around. Her best friend was doing his best to make his way up to her, but he was having some difficulties-tree climbing just wasn't his thing.

"KP..." He panted, finally hooking a leg over the branch that she was sitting on. "It's a long ways up." She gave a frown at him. "Come on, we climb trees all the time, Ron..."

"Yeah, but we don't usually climb them with a backpack, too." He looked down and gulped. "Besides, I think these trees are a lot higher."

"Wimp." Kim said, playfully. Ron rolled his eyes, knowing that Kim was in one of her 'I can do anything' modes, they'd seemed to be getting more frequent of late. He decided not to comment, and instead leaned back in the hollow of the tree, while his red-headed friend looked around.

"Ron-look, there!"

She pointed, excitedly, and Ron had to squint to see what had caught her attention. A quick look and he finally realized it was one of the groups of hikers that they had been looking for. The blond teen frowned to himself, since that meant now he'd have to climb down out of the tree. His best friend chose another route, however.

Daredevil that she was, Kim took three steps out to the end of the branch, and launched herself out into the air. Ron's heart leapt into his throat at the dangerous move, but Kim knew what she was doing. The jump was distanced perfectly, and she got close enough to another tree to grab it with her gloved hands, using it as a sort of parallel beam. She was able to swing around the branch, then flip and grab a second. Finally, she spun and dismounted, throwing her hands in the air. Ron, after getting over his fright, clapped.

It took him almost two minutes, but he clambered down out of the tree himself, joining Kim near the bottom. She still looked breathless from her stunt, and she quickly tugged Ron off toward the hikers.

After a few seconds, he commented to her "That was really good-I still think that you should go out for gymnastics."

She looked slightly downcast. "Well, I would, but I'm just so busy-I want to work on the yearbook too, and it'd be nice to work on school dances and things-that all takes a lot of work." She frowned. "Just doing cheer leading is hard enough."

They caught up with hikers, and quickly explained that with the early thaw, the snow up in these mountains was becoming treacherous. The three adults nodded their thanks, disappointed. They turned around and headed back down the mountain, realizing that they would have to go hiking some other time.

As soon as the three had left eyesight, Kim and Ron continued their conversation.

"Come on, how hard can cheer leading be?" Ron asked. "I mean, all you do is bounce around and look perky."

Kim took offense at that. "I am not perky. I prefer...upbeat. And Ron, there's more to cheer leading that what you see-we have to plan things out, choreograph everything, it takes a lot of work."

"Pah-shaw" Ron blew it off. "Maybe a lot of work for normal people, but not for you." He smirked. "You can do anything."

She was about to comment, but Ron lost his footing on the steep grade, and snagged Kim's arm as he fell. She tried to stay upright, but Ron's greater weight prevented it-they both went tumbling down the hill.

Kim tried to slow her descent by spreading herself out, but the snow was extremely powdery; she couldn't get any purchase. Somehow, she did keep a hold of Ron's backpack, so she at least knew where he was. They slid almost a hundred feet down the mountain, before Kim realized that they were headed toward a cliff that they had passed on the way up. Fortunately, a plan formed.

The red-head knew to be prepared when climbing in the mountains like this, so she had an ice ax handy-and as she slid down, she passed a small tree. With a loud 'thwack', she embedded the blade, stopping their descent. Ironically, the hit was enough to cause the snow in the tree to fall; and on the steep grade, that snow quickly began rolling downhill, an avalanche had been formed.

Both young teens got to their feet, before turned to each other. Kim growled at her friend. "Look what you've done now! You started an avalanche!"

Ron wisely decided not to comment that she had started it, although it had technically been his fall that made the go tumbling.

"What're we going to do? They haven't finished the wall yet, it'll destroy the town!"

Kim froze for half a second, until a daring plan formed in her mind. She quickly whipped out the walkie-talkie she had been given, and told the authorities about the avalanche. They acknowledged her call, and told her that they would have to evacuate the town; they also told her to avoid the rolling snow, and return to another town a few miles off. They then cut the signal, to focus on the evacuation. When Kim and Ron had volunteered for the notification mission, they had been told to report in on any avalanches, and then stay out of the way, the adults had wanted to keep the teens out of danger. Kim had other ideas in mind, however.

Motioning to Ron, she pulled out a small collapsible snowboard that she had been given for Christmas just a few months ago. The light weight device was perfect for getting down the mountain quickly, and she was very adept at handling it. Her sidekick pulled his own out, and fumbled with it, finally ready to join her. Once Kim was sure he was going to be right behind her, she set off. Ron...did his best to follow.

As the teen traveled down the mountain, she did her best to avoid the rolling snow; it was traveling in a fairly direct-down hill path, so she was easily able to stay near without cutting into it. Kim ran through her plan twice, hoping that there was a chance that it would work, she'd never done something like this before. She was so intent on her plan, she didn't notice that the avalanche had reached a sharp hill about thirty feet below her; the snow was piling up, and drifting sideways around it, right into her path.

Kim gasped, then twisted with her snowboard, jumping up into the air. Incredibly, she managed to land on a small tree that had been uprooted by the snow. She planted herself of it, then launched off; the acrobatic move carried her forward, and she landed in front of the avalanche; now all she had to do was outrun it to the bottom.

Easier said than done. The snow was coming in a large wave, picking up speed as the hill sloped more and more. Fortunately, as the hill sloped, Kim gained speed too-she was quickly able to outdistance the snow, thanks to her skills and her advanced snowboard. As she raced downhill, the red head scrunched her body up low, like she had seen people do in skiing contests. Soon the trees were racing by at breakneck speed. While most people would be terrified by the chance of hitting one of the trees, Kim was in her element, acting solely on instinct; she would just know when a tree was in her path, and slightly adjust her snowboard.

Within a few minutes, she had outpaced the rolling snow.

Inwardly, she grinned. This was the entire reason that she'd come up-snowboarding at breakneck speed, letting her daredevil nature take the forefront. As she wove in and out of the trees in front of her, she realized that she was enjoying this even more than she would under normal circumstances, the added adrenaline rush of trying to outrun the snow, save the town; she'd only had feelings like this a handful of times before.

Now, if she just remembered things correctly...Kim shot out between two trees, into the clearing just before the town; she quickly looked around to get her bearings. When she and Ron had first started up the mountain, they had passed a rather large slope. Kim hoped that if she could cause she snow to avalanche off the hill, it might be enough to combat the other snow coming down toward the town. She was able to take her momentum and quickly went up the hill, finally nearing the top. She had to plan things just right, or else the two avalanches wouldn't hit, and this would all be for nothing.

The red head heard the rumbling snow get louder, and knew that now was her chance; unfortunately, as she looked down, then around, she realized something-she had no idea how to start an avalanche. Kim looked around frantically, then started kicking and pushing at the snow, doing everything she could to try and get the snow to start moving, nothing. There weren't any trees nearby, and she wasn't packing things quick enough to get any sort of movement. She was almost ready to admit defeat when saw something come rolling down the hill, then up the slope toward her.

As it got closer, she realized that it was a huge snowball. She peered at it closely, and spotted something sticking out...a snowboard. It rolled up, then finally stopped right in front of her; there was a muffled yell from inside, then the snow broke apart, revealing her best friend. Kim leaned down to help Ron to his feet; he looked a little green, but was otherwise fine.

"KP, next time, I'm going down the hill first; you can try and follow me." He looked around.

"Ron! You did it!"

"Did what?"

He turned toward her, to see that she was pointing down the hill. He followed her finger, then realized that she was pointing toward the snow-the cracked parts of his snowball had begun rolling, starting a mini-avalanche that finally grew, then rushed down the hill. The timing was perfect, and the two great snow piles met; and where the two avalanches met, the snow began packing and forming a barrier. The snow coming down from the mountain top was diverted-they had saved the town!

The red headed teen pulled out her walkie-talkie. "Heinrich? This is Kim Possible. We've stopped the avalanche-the town is safe."

X X X X

"Kimmie-cub!" Kim's parents rushed out to meet her and Ron. "We heard that there was an avalanche!"

The redhead just gave a little shrug. "It was no big, really."

Heinrich came up behind the four, and Kim turned to address him.

"We managed to stop the avalanche..."

"And that was good thinking, too, Ms. Possible-you actually created a barrier for us, too-we should be able to pack a little more snow on top, and it should protect us from any other avalanches." He reached out to grab her hand. "Thank you so much, you saved out town. Now, if there's anything that we can ever do to help you, you just let us know. This town, it's not just where we live, it's our whole lives."

Kim nodded, and Heinrich continued along another thought. "I just wish I knew how that avalanche started-it might help us to prevent something like this again." The red head hesitated, feeling guilty about her part in starting the avalanche-she'd managed to save the town, but in her mind, it wouldn't have been in this position in the first place if she hadn't hit that tree at the start. She was so focused on this that she forgot the original reason they were evacuating the town-because of the unsafe conditions-an avalanche was a forgone conclusion. She opened her mouth to speak, but Ron beat her to it.

"Well, while we were on the slopes, I sorta fell down..." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm sorry."

Heinrich frowned down at the teen. If he had a dollar for every disruptive teen, he'd have been able to build concrete barriers years ago. He turned away, then back to Kim.

"Ms Possible, the newspaper was wanting to write an article on the way you saved the town. Would you be willing to come with me to get a picture for the paper?"

Surprised, she nodded. "Sure, I guess. And call me Kim..." She looked over her shoulder at her best friend. "Can Ron come too?"

Heinrich frowned, but shrugged. "Sure, Kim."

She smiled, then reached over to grab her friends hand. She tugged him behind her, following Heinrich. After a few awkward steps, Ron matched her pace. Kim watched the adults retreating back, and slowed slightly, until he was out of earshot. She leaned over, thinking about how Ron had taken the blame for starting the avalanche. "Thanks."

He looked at her quizzically. "For what?"

"You know..." She gave him a playful grin. "You're my best friend."

"Oh. Well, I am what I is..."