Stepping up

A\N; Well color me suprised, happy but suprised. When I first began this story I really didn't think it would take off like this. I hope the next chapter lives up to the standard I have set for my self.

Chapter 2; Finding Yourself

Ron jumped from roof top to roof top as fast as he could, in his mind trying to go over everything he had just learned. 'Draken has taken over Bueno Nacho and used it to distribute evil toys in some wacked out plan for world dominance.' Ron actually had to stop on the next roof as he thought over his last thought. "That is ridiculous, even to my ears! I'm not even sure Kim would have believed me even if I had told her."

Shaking off his thoughts Ron jumped onto the next building, back on course. The first thing he needed to do was get a scan of these things and he could only think of one person who could help him.

Draken was not in a good mood. He had recived word that a small squad of his tiny army had been activated, and while it was only the baffoon who had done it it still ment that Kim Possible could very well be on her way. Tenting his fingers as he leaned against his desk, Draken turned on his intercome. "Shego, statis report."

"It's a mixed bag..." Shego said as she looked over the screen read out, "On the plus side Diablo saturation is at 97 persent... the negative is that the platoon lost the sidekick." Shego mentally prepared herself for the scream of frustration.

"GAH!" Draken roared, "Fantastic! The cheerleader will probably be on our doorstep in an hour or so!" All of his perfectly layed out plans were quickly going down the drain.

Before he could drum up a quick plan Shego interupted. "Don't be so sure Dr. D. Our surveillance says that she's still at the dance with pretty boy. And with how little he would know about your plan more than likely she would just brush him off."

"Hmm..." Draken thought, "You make a good point Shego... still I don't want this going south on us. bring Middleton on line now and lock the high school down quietly, and have the sidekick and nerd taken out."

After fifteen full minutes of jumping Ron was good and worn out, he had been keeping up with his training and the movement itself wasn't all that hard but this had to have been the longest he had ever ran. Taking a moment to regain his breathing, Ron knocked on the red door.

The door open to revile one Ann Possible, a woman who looked very much like her daughter and who Ron always concedered a second mother. "Ron!" she said in both joy and suprise, "What are you doing here? I thought you would be at the dance."

"Well I am a bondigitty dancer," Ron said striking a small pose, always one to want t see a lady smile. Once he got what he wanted, and a small laugh to boot, he contenued, "But I actually have buissiness to take care of. Is Mr. P here? I need to asked him a few things please."

Ann was suprised to hear this but at the same time pleased, Ron seldom did anything without KIm and it was good for him to be branching out even if just a little. "He's down stairs in the basement? Would you like a snack?"

To her great suprise Ron shook his head, "Not rght now Mrs. P. What I have to do is important and if I stuff myself on your delicious food I might not be able to." he said as he shot her a 150 watt smile. "Is it alright if I run to Kim's room first to grab something?"

"Sure Ron," Ann said as she welcomed him into her home, giving him a kiss on his cheek, "and thanks for the compliment." Ron blushed and ran off.

It didn't take long for Ron to find Kim's spare kimunicator, he really needed to talk to Wade about getting his own, and he quickly dialed up the boy. "Wade come in!"

"Wade here," he said quickly, "Ron, are you okay? I heard Draken's voice on the other line then you just disappeared."

"I'm fine Wade," Ron said, "Right now I need another favor. I need you to do a scan of the little Diablos." Wade gave Ron a look, "Yeah yeah I know, just please and thank you."

Doing as he was asked Wade ran a small diagnostic on the toy, then a larger one utterly shocked by the results. "Woah!" he shouted, drawing Ron's attention as he made his way to the basement. "Ron you were Right! This circuitry is way beyond anything I've ever seen, It's like a real Robot!"

"I could have told you that," Ron said with a smirk, "The little punks were attacking my legs back a Bueno Nacho."

"Ron this is serious," Wade said in a hard tone, "We need to get this to a robotics expert, I don't think I can handle this myself."

Ron smiled as he handed the kimunicator to just that, the robotics expert James Possible. "Don't worry Wade, let me have a look." James said. His calm smile faded how ever as he read the read out. "I do not believe this!" he shouted, "The Cybertronic technology, it's the Hephaestus project! He used my invention to build these things."

"A suprisingly good move," Ron said as he started up the stairs, drawing the attention of the small group as they followed him up. "Think about it. Draken stole a three billion dollar, super secret technology and just gives it away with a burrito."

"Ron's right," Wade said as he typed on his keyboard, "Bueno Nacho has locations all over the globe, if he was going to distribute an army out without beiing found out, that would be the best way to do it."

"What is everyone talking about?" Ann asked as she sat in the living room with Jim and Tim, who were playing with their little Diablos. Ann had only caught the tail end of the conversation but she knew something was up, something bad.

"Draken stole my project and used it to make those little..." James stopped what he was about to say when he took notice of his young sons, "...Diablos."

"We're playing with stolen technology." Jim said as he held up his toy.

"Cool!" Tim responded as he did the same, already making plans with what they could do with it.

"What exactly was the Hephaestus project again? Some kind of living metal right?" Ann asked as she eyed the toys warily.

"Thats how we sold it to the board of directers," James said, a little of his pride seeping out, "The cybertronic technology can repair itself, modify itself, it can actually grow!" Seeing the unhappy and even frightened looks on his family's faces James quickly back pettled, "Don't worry, it can't do anything without a command signal."

Almost the moment James finished talking a high pitched sound was hear echoing threw in the air. Something in the back of Ron's mind clicked and he reached over and grabbed the twins, kicking the toys out the window in the process. All was quiet for a few moments until the sound of grinding metal made itself known.

"Get to cover," Ron said, James and Ann were about to argue when the front of their house was ripped away by what could only be call a demonic version of the little toys, "I said GO!" Ron ran forward and, channeling the same energy his did at Yamanouchi, jump kicked the first robot out of the hole and right into the other.

Jumping out the window Ron had to roll to avoid a clumsy kick from one of the bots as they tried to get back onto their feet, and he took this moment to really get a good look at the things. They stood at least ten feet tall and were as broad as a car. The ever present smile on the toy was now a scowl as the large D on their head morphed to make it look like it was angry and the now much sharper claws suddenly retracked to become a chainsaw.

"OH HELL!" Ron shouted as he jumped out of the way, only to be blasted by the second one as it shifted it's claws into a laser canon. Ron thought himself luck that the blast was no where near as stong as some of the one's he had taken from Shego but damn did they smart. Seeing himself backed into a corner Ron pulled another contingency, he pulled his emergency smoke pellet from his shoe and set it off.

With the bots blinded for the time being Ron rolled under one of the hedges and pulled out the kimmunicator. "Wade, I have a little problem here." Ron said as he caught his breath.

"If it's about a giant robot I think I can relate," Wade said as his image showed him hiding under his desk as a claw slammed down trying to crush the young genius, "But I don't think I'm in a position to help you!"

Ron took a chance in looking out of the hedge as he whispered, "Any ideas on how to shut them down?"

"If you can find the signal and take it out the Diablos should shut down," Wade said as the claw came down again, cutting the feed.

"Wade? Wade answer me!" Ron yelled, which proved to be a mistake. One of the robots heard the yell and, morphing it's other claw into a tenticle, grabbed him. Ron was trapped in the ever tightening grip of the tenticle as both robots pointed their blasters at the boy, the worst part by far was that he knew two very unpleasant things; one, Draken was going to take him here and two, these things had just pulled out tasers.

Ron had no idea just how many volt the things had pumped into him, hell at the moment he wasn't even sure were he was. He was laying in the middle of a forest clearing, eyes locked on the cloud filled sky. 'Where am I?' he thought to himself.

"You pathetic bastard, can't you even figure THAT out on your own?" called a voice behind him. Ron jumped to his feet and spun around, only to find himself. Well... not quite himself. This Ron stood with his back straight and his head high, confidance dripping from every inch of his body, the only real diffrence were his bright red irises. "We're in our mind you twit."

"Who... what are you?" Ron asked his double. He felt like he could place the doppelganger somehow, he just didn't know how.

"Oh don't pull that shit on me Ron," the other Ron said as he scowled, "You know damn well who and what I am." Ron eyed him closely for a moment before they widened in fear.

"Zorpox."

"... the Conqueror," Zorpox said with a mocking bow, "At your service."

Ron shook his head as he backed off. "No way dude!" he said as he kept backing away from the approching Zorpox, "You can't be him, YOU'RE GONE! You were jsut Draken's evil giving me an evil side!"

Zorpox let out a laugh as he said, "No Ron, I'm not. I am one hundred percent yours. But i'm not here to hurt you... well mabe a little for your piss poor preformance, but for the most part I'm here t help you."

"And how exactly are you going to help me?" Ron asked sceptically.

Zorpox scowled as he said, "For starters I'm going to get you to adamit a few things, than help you unlock who you really are." Seeing Ron drop his defencive stance Zorpox smiled slightly, though it still looked crule. "Good boy.

"Lets start at the begining, I am not just your "evil side" as you like to call it, I am all of your negative emotions, traits and even your skills." Zorpox waited to see the confused look in Ron's eyes before he said, "I've got some news for you kid, you're a hell of a lot smarter than you're willing to let yourself know."

"Hold up," Ron said as he pulled away from the wall and more towards Zorpox, "Why would I not want to be smart?"

"The same reason you won't let yourself be skilled in fighting and why you let yourself be a social outcast," he said as he snarled, "KIm. Wen you meet her all thoughs years ago you found someone who accepted you for who you were, someone who saw your weirdness and liked you anyway, that came a cost how ever.

"As time went on you began to realise that Kim had to be on top all the time, she had to always be the one who won. So you started to shut yourself down to keep her happy. The first time you scored better than her on a test she was upset and stopped playing with you for a few days so she could study more, so you started just barely passing your tests. The first time on one of the missions you were able to save her from a grunt and she started to train nonstop, even ignoreing some of the clubs she was in, so you started loosing your pants with the damn grappling hook."

Ron felt cold as he let all these words sink in.

Zorpox smirked as he said, "And that's not all. Kim is a very jealous person, often getting possessive of you when other girls start showing interest in you. So you locked away your ability to see flirting, doing the same with your own desire so that you would never have the corage to approch any girl. Monique, Bonnie, Tara, Shego, Betty Director... so many women that I have fantasized about while you have been playing lap dog."

"What's your point in all this dude?" Ron suddenly snapped, reallly not liking where this was going. Zorpox just snorted as he shook his head.

"My point, you pion," he growled, "Is that as it stands right now your aren't a real person and that needs to be fixed!"

Ron was thrown for a bit of a loop. "What do you mean I'm not a real person?"

A smile crossed Zorpox's face and for once it wasn't a crule one. "Relax, I'm not insulting you, hell I'm not a real person either. You and I are both just half of the real Ron Stoppable, and that is what needs to change. All you have to do is come with me."

Zorpox held out his hand to Ron, who just stared at it for a moment. "If I do this... Will I still be me?"

"No," Zorpox said calmly, "You won't be you and I won't be me, we will be Ron Stoppable. The kindness and the confidence, the power and the control. We each have something the other needs to be whole and if you're will than so am I. You can either take my hand now and be who we really are, or you can go back now and lose to a big blue moron who can build a doomsday device but probably still needs Shego to tie his shoes."

Ron looked at the offered hand for a few more seconds before he took it, "I hope I'm making the right choice." he said as he began to feel himself being ripped apart, funny enough it did hurt Zorpox smile as he felt it to.

The Diablo's scanned the limp body before dropping it to the ground and moving to finish of the rest of the Possible household. They didn't get more than a few steps before the one on the right was stopped by a street sign pole being thrust threw it's chest. Both robots turned to find Ron, back on his feet and a wickid smile on his face.

"What's wrong big boy," Ron asked, "I'm I not good enough for you?" Ron watched as the impailed bot pulled the sign out and the hole in his chest seemed to close on it's own. 'Right, self repaire,' Ron thought, 'Got to take out that signal. Now think, if I was a wacked out weirdo with delusions of garndeur and a budgit where would I hide a signal beacon?'

A smile crossed Ron's face as he jumped away from another attack, "Come on darling," he said as he turned around, "if you want me you gotta catch me!" As Ron ran took off he looked over his shoulder not only to make sure the robots were following him, and they were, but to check on the Possible family. He could clearly see all four faces scared for him, each trying to think of a way they could help him. 'I'll make sure to stop by before I head off.'

Ron started his little plan thinking he would need to keep slow to to allow them to keep up, and he was all kinds of wrong. Almost as soon and he took off they were on his heals and everytime he attempted to distance himself from them they would speed up, even to the point of spouting rocket skates.

With his destination closeing in fast Ron had to think of how he was going to take out the signal, he didn't have any tech on him and it wasn't like he could just have them take themselves out... or could he?

As he jumped from another building Ron could see his destination, Bueno Nacho. Like he thought the giant taco sign was now opened with a transmitter. Ron jumped to the ground and, still having to run at full speed, let the Diablos get within arms reach.

Larz had just finished locking up and was walking to his car when out of no where Stoppable jumped in front of him and off the sign onto the roof. "Looking the wrong way dude!" Larz turned just in time to see the gigantic robots about to crash into him and the sign he was right in front of.

Letting out the girliest of screams, Larz managed to dive out of the way just before the Diablos completly destroyed it. Getting up Larz was about to call his boss he Ron landed on his head, giving him a severe concussion. "Dr. Draken is a busy man, there is no reason to bother him." Ron mocked as he took Larz's keys and headed for his car.