Some Author's Notes: Chapter Three and my head's still brimming with the ideas. If you made it this far, you have my thanks. Enjoy Chapter Three and please feel free to leave any comments or suggestions.
Nope...still don't own Kim Possible...kinda wish I did, kinda glad it belongs to Disney
Kim Possible was an average girl. Scratch that, Kim Possible was far above average. She was an A student. She was head cheerleader. She Saved the world on a daily basis. Now, she could add 'demon hunter in training' to the list.
Explaining the change in her life to her parents was easier than expected. Of course, there was no trying to explain to her parents that demons existed. They'd already met one firsthand and been eaten by it. The hard part was explaining that no matter what they did, no matter where they went, it was Kim herself that they were drawn to. It didn't matter where they went, the demons would follow.
The damage to her house was easy enough to fix, the demon only barged through the front of the house, and in Middleton, a wall was easy to replace. Luckily, nothing inside was permanently broken either. An overturned table, a few knocked over pictures of the family, the like, but the house was big, and a demon like the last one fit pretty easy.
Then there was him. The reason she was still alive. The reason she was learning to hunt demons. Tranz, demon hunter of the Moon Clan Lunatei. He had defeated both demons that nearly killed her. He'd killed more that she never got to see. He was suddenly one of the most important things in her life and absolutely crucial to her survival.
It had been a week since she'd convinced her parents that it was smart to let him stay in the guest room for their protection. Then, it had been three days since she'd convinced Tranz that it was smart to stay in the guest room for their protection. It made more sense to have him nearby, rather than roaming.
He'd erected what he called a Port Barrier over her house and Ron's, which was supposed to keep demons away while normal humans were unaffected. Much to Kim's delight, it worked. Only two nights ago, she had been awake and spotted a demon trying to get past the barrier, only to be shocked. It tried a few more times, but it couldn't get through. Of course, the noise alerted Tranz, who quickly dispatched it and once again told Kim to devour her enemy. Once again, she vomited.
He'd also done what he called Masking. It was a skill he used to protect her family by masking his own spiritual energies over theirs. It kept demons from sensing their whereabouts to use them against Kim. When asked why the entire world hadn't been Masked, he'd replied that it would be too risky. Demons won't notice a few humans dropping off their 'radar', but the entire world vanishing is a different story entirely.
Finally, Tranz escorted Kim to school that entire week. He'd walk with her and Ron, who was still freaked out about everything, and then leave them, keeping a watchful eye on the campus. Kim never saw him again until after school, but at the same time, she never saw any demon either.
All-in-all, ignoring demons, it was a peaceful week, and that's what bothered Kim. It'd been a week since Kim had first eaten the flesh of a demon and she'd had to go through it another time, but Tranz hadn't taught her anything other than terms and definitions. The Demon World, the Great Barrier, Banishment, all the like. Nothing physical, nothing that would enable her to survive on her own in a fight, though, speaking of physical, Kim definitely noticed a change in herself.
She still had the same athletic body. She still had the same emerald eyes. She still had the same red hair. That's where it ended. She'd begun to notice during cheerleader practice that she was unusually limber and acrobatic, even for head cheerleader. She found herself far more capable of movement, far more capable of bending and twisting, as if her agility was growing beyond limitation. Still, that was nothing. Gym had become easier than it already was. She was faster than everyone else. She was even stronger than before, how much stronger though, she was scared to find out.
Even with demons after her, Kim saved the world on a daily basis and it was that time again. Dressed in those familiar clothes that screamed 'mission mode', she and Ron had traveled to an abandoned warehouse in Upperton. They were actually relieved to be back in their natural element.
It was Drakken again. His plans weren't important to Kim. She would never forgive Drakken after Eric the Synthodrone. That caused too many painful things for her, like Eric's betrayal, the fact that Kim had nearly killed Shego, and her quick and doomed relationship with Ron.
It had been great in the beginning, her and Ron, but something always nagged; her that if Eric hadn't happened…if DRAKKEN hadn't happened, they never would have ended up together. In a lot of ways, Ron was just…THERE after she'd been betrayed by Eric. He filled a void. Soon that void patched itself up and the perfect boyfriend Ron became the goofy sidekick again. They'd broken up easy enough, but it still burned in Kim that somehow after Eric, Drakken had managed another way to mess with her emotions.
Forcing the past out of her mind, Kim quickly scaled the building with her grapple, and waited for Ron, who, had lost his pants somewhere between the grappling hook and the roof. "Some things never change," she thought to herself as he finally made it, both blissfully unaware that they were being watched.
From down below, on the ground, he was staring intently. His torn, traditional samurai garb was the only indication to his age. "He'll come," the man said to himself. "I just have to set the stage."
Behind him, heavy footprints resounded off the concrete sidewalk as a tall beast lumbered to him. It was tall and muscular, bearing heavy resemblances to the first one Kim met. Its biggest differences were its coloring of a deep red color and its head, which was shaped like a ram's skull.
"Gotenmaru," the man said to it. "He didn't come, did he?" The large demon shook its head and replied, "No, but you're sure that this is the girl he protects?" "Yes, she's very beautiful, isn't she?" "Dunno about that. You're one weird demon, mister. I never heard one call a human anything other than food. So you kill the hunter that killed my brother and I get the meal my brother was after?" "Correct." "Well can I eat her now? You know, when Moon Boy isn't looking?" "Absolutely not. No, the Moon Clan's way is stealth. If we kill her, he'll drop off the rader. No, the situation must be approached with caution and care. Don't worry, I have a plan."
Scaling and entering the warehouse was easy enough. It was waiting, listening to Drakken rant that was painful. He seemed to enjoy warehouses, not because of their space or the general secrecy they could provide, but because sounds echoed well in them, and he could hear himself rant better. He was pacing back and forth, in front of several tubes lined on the ground, attached at the top to a large vat. Try as she might, Kim couldn't see what was inside the vat or the tubes.
"SOON Shego," Drakken began, "I will have an entire army of synthodrones at my disposal, and they won't just be for wooing the Possible girl, no, my new army will be my foot soldiers to TAKE OVER THE WORLD!" He'd looked over to Shego, leaning against his vat, filing her nails through those trademark gloves of hers, mouthing 'Take over the world' with him in a mocking manner. "Please don't do that Shego, it hurts my ego ever so." "I know," she said grinning, "It's one of the perks of the job."
Kim and Ron studied the entire situation from the rafters and overheard everything. Drakken was going with synthodrones again. It set Kim's blood boiling. She was on fire, well, more like glowing. "Kim, you're uh…you're blue," Ron stated as Kim looked herself over, glowing in a blue light. Glowing blue was definitely not part of stealth. Had she caused it? Was it because she was angry? Well it didn't really matter anymore.
"SHEGO! UP THERE," Drakken shouted, pointing to the rafters. "It's Kim Possible and her sidekick…the uhm…er…" "OH COME ON," Ron shouted. "I made you say my name like three months ago! You forgot that fast?" "Silence buffoon! Wait, Possible is blue, I'm blue, why is Possible blue? Argh, it doesn't matter! Shego! Destroy them both!"
Shego put her file away before lighting her hands up with green plasma and began to fire rapid blasts at Kim and Ron. Listening to Drakken had been getting more annoying than usual, but as long as her fights with Kim Possible were still there, she could put up with him. Still, they'd lost a lot in the trust department after the 'Lil Diablo incident. It had been her own natural cruelness and inbred need to mess with Kim that had made her rub in the fact that Eric was a synthodrone and her mentality didn't allow for apologies.
With plasma heading their way, Kim and Ron split up, Kim quickly pulling her grappling hook out and using it to swing to the bottom at Shego, the blue energy around her fading away, while she cried to Ron, "Stop that machine!" Ron nodded and unlike Kim, he jumped without another thought. After Tranz's words about mastering the Mystical Monkey, he was holding back less and trying more things, slowly building up his confidence.
After leaping, Ron grabbed hold of a support beam and slid down to the bottom before letting go and dropping in front of Drakken. "The buffoon!" Drakken exclaimed as Ron pushed past him to the machine, looking it over, but finding nothing on the machine that screamed 'self-destruct'. "There's no self-destruct button…KIM! There's no self-destruct button!" "Of course there isn't," Drakken said, "I'm learning. Synthodrones, get the buffoon!" With that, Drakken fell back as four of his red-clad henchmen advanced on Ron.
Meanwhile, Kim and Shego were staring each other down. Neither moved, waiting for the other to make that initial, fatal mistake. While they'd never kill each other, they'd still do considerable harm.
It was Ron's outburst on the lack of a self -destruct button that broke Kim's concentration. "There's no self-destruct?" It was then that Shego lunged, taking Kim off-balance while replying, "What can I say? I told him it was stupid and he listened for once."
The two quickly began exchanging blows but it was apparent that something was VERY different about this fight. Shego couldn't lay a single finger on Kim. It was as if Kim's own agility and speed transcended Shego's in all aspects. Not only that, Kim saw the moves coming, at least a move ahead before Shego did. It was like Shego's combat style was an open book for Kim to read at her leisure. Then came their difference in strength. Kim could parry and deflect any of Shego's attacks at will. At the same time, any time she countered Shego, she powered right through the woman's defenses like they weren't there.
Shego's mind was confused. This wasn't the Kim Possible she knew. Sure, she looked and fought the same, but this was an entirely different beast. Shego spotted Kim's fist, heading fast and she reacted by crossing her arms over herself, knowing she couldn't get out of the way. The blow hurt more than it should have and it sent her screeching back a couple of feet. Kim was never this strong, never this fast, never this agile. Something was up, something was very wrong, and Shego didn't like it.
"What's up, Kimmie," she quickly asked, trying to buy some time to catch her breath, "You never fought like this before." She rubbed the spot on her arm where Kim's fist had connected and added, "Seriously, Pumpkin, that actually hurt." "First off," Kim started, "I am NOT your pumpkin. Secondly," she closed the gap between her and her opponent and began to press the attack, "I guess I'm just tougher than you gave me credit for!"
While Kim and Shego fought, Ron had already dispatched the synthodrones easily. He'd just imagined that same slimy demon that had eaten Kim's parents and the anguish it had put Kim through and all that anger bubbled to the surface. He would never be so useless to Kim again. He'd fight any and everything for her safety, but now how was he going to take care of the rest of his task, destroying the vat?
"The buffoon actually defeated my synthodrones?" Drakken asked himself. "That's impossible!" "Dude, come on," Ron quickly shot to Drakken. "You know my name." "I'm thinking…Bob maybe?" "NO! It's Ron! RON! Ron Stoppable!" He'd ended by slamming his fist into the device, hard, sending a shudder up it before it sizzled and burst, green ooze streaming down it as Drakken's face showed that the machine had been rendered useless. "Boo-yah," Ron shouted, "I rock! Now," he turned to face Drakken, who had taken the boy's self-pat on the back to flee, "Darn it, I should pay more attention to the villain."
Kim and Shego had both smelled it, that sizzle from the vat saying it was busted, but that wasn't important. What was important was finishing their fight, and Shego wasn't looking forward to that finish. She'd actually been forced to a wall, desperately trying to defend against some kind of…she didn't know a Hyper Kim maybe. She'd barely avoided a blow meant for her head from Kim's fist that punctured the wall like it wasn't there and reality set in: That could have killed her.
Shego eyed the fist in the wall fearfully before looking at Kim with those same scared eyes. This definitely wasn't her Kimmie. This wasn't the way the fight should have gone. Sure Drakken's plan was screwed, but she and Kim were supposed to be equals, trying to find some opening in the other's attacks to pull off a victory. It was supposed to be fun, it was supposed to be challenging, and in a way, it was supposed to be sensual to a degree. This was anything but those. It was fast and frightening. It was dangerous. The professional level of care they'd put into their attacks was gone. It reminded her of when Kim had knocked her into that tower during the 'Lil Diablo incident, another time when Kim had nearly killed her, and once again, it scared her.
Kim hadn't moved her fist. She realized she didn't know what her body was capable of anymore. Her mind told her this was the second time she'd nearly killed Shego and that she'd once again been helpless to prevent it. She didn't want to admit it, but up until now, she'd enjoyed her fights with Shego. They pushed her to limits she could only call on against the other woman and today, she was at her limits to keep herself from giving the woman permanent damage. She looked to Shego and saw fear in the woman's eyes for the first time. "Shego…I…I didn't mean to…" "Save it, I don't want to hear it. I…just take me to jail."
Kim was beginning to feel awful. Shego never surrendered before. It was like Kim had sucked the fight right out of her. This wasn't the way it was supposed to be. She prepared to restrain Shego when Drakken flew overhead in his hovercraft, ladder extended for Shego, barking at her to hop aboard so they could get out of there, but Shego didn't move. Kim knew why. Shego was perfectly aware that right now, Kim could overpower her, stop her from escaping, and she'd already felt defeated, so why even try?
Kim did what she thought was right. She turned her back to Shego and began to stare off as if she couldn't see the woman anymore. Puzzled, Shego cautiously began to walk to the ladder, slowly climbing it as Drakken flew away, shouting his trademark, "Kim Possible! You think you're all that, but you're not!"
Kim sighed and slumped to the floor as Ron walked to her, commenting, "Uhm Kim, those were the bad guys you let get away." "I know Ron." "Oh…I…see…" Ron rubbed the back of his head and looked off as Kim tried to continue talking, eager to take her mind off of Shego. "So, you took down Drakken's machine, huh? All without a self-destruct button." "Yeah," Ron said as he chuckled a little. "You know, all it took was brute force, but speaking of that, you were ALL OVER Shego! Score one for Team Possible!" He held his hand up for a congratulatory high-five, only to receive nothing more than a small tear from Kim.
"KP, you uh, you wanna talk about it?" Ron was rather perceptive. Something was wrong between her and Shego. What he didn't get was what it could be, since they were enemies. "Ron, I don't know, it's like…well…I've fought Shego a lot. We even have a routine. She steals something and trips just that one little alarm to let me know. I find her, I mean she waits for me. We talk a little, witty banter, a few cute insults, and she calls me those nicknames of hers. Then we fight. We exchange blows for a bit and its over. It's like clockwork, it's like a dance, it's kinda…like…a date."
Kim groaned on the inside. Date was not the word she meant to use. She blushed at the word a little before trying her best to cancel it out, as she was talking to Ron still, who only stared off before asking, albeit jokingly, "So…this was like some lover's spat or something?" "RON," Kim shouted, tapping him on the arm playfully. "OW! Watch it Kim, you've got an arm on you!" Ron rubbed his arm a little. "I'm so sorry Ron, I didn't mean to. Still, it's not just that…I hurt Shego…I hurt her bad…" "She looked fine to me." "No, I saw fear in her eyes. I hurt her on the inside. Ron, what's happened to me?" "I dunno KP, a few demons might change a girl, but don't look at me, I don't have the answers."
No, he didn't have the answers. He was as in the dark as she was, but there was someone who did have answers, and she was going to get them.
An hour later, Ron and Kim had parted ways as Kim returned to her house. It was late and the tweebs were long in bed and her parents were probably already in their room, doing whatever it is they do before sleep, Kim really didn't want to think about it. Still, she knew one person would be up, he was always up, and she had questions for him.
She quietly knocked on the guest room door and waited for his, "Enter," before cracking the door to stick her head in. "You awake?" "Of course. I already said to come in." "Oh, right…"
Kim eased her way through the door, into the guest room. It had the Possible family charm to it, smart furniture in the dresser and the bed, while her guest hadn't bothered to do anything to make it look like his own. Kim stared at Tranz, a foot from his bed as he motioned for her to sit down. She complied and he soon sat as well.
"What can I do for you, Kim," Tranz asked. "I was…wondering…why you haven't trained me…" That was truthful, but only part of what she wanted to know. "It's simple," he began, "I'm not going to teach you anything more than terms until you can eat your enemy." "I can, I've done it twice!" "No, I mean without vomiting the first time. I know it doesn't taste good, and I'm patient. Give it time." "Yes…well…another thing…"
Kim took a deep breath before explaining her mission that night and her mismatched bout against Shego. She told Tranz of how she'd been so much more powerful than Shego. She told him how she nearly killed the older woman with a level of strength she didn't know she had. She told him how these were changes that were unnerving her and she didn't understand.
"I told you when we began to devour your enemies. That your enemy will give you strength and that your enemy will keep you strong. You've tasted the flesh of a demon and it gave you enhanced abilities. Your agility and speed are heightened. Your strength isn't just greater, but it has the capability of harming a demon now. You're also gaining the ability to see through your opponent and predict their moves. Those are all natural things. You'll soon learn spells and moves like me. I will teach you the way of a Lunatei, a Moon Dragon. It will all be clear in time. Now, if there isn't anything else, it's late and I think you have school in the morning, so I suggest you get some sleep."
Tranz patted her shoulder encouragingly as she got up and walked to his door. She walked through and stuck her head back in, saying "Goodnight," to which he replied with a nod as she closed his door. He thought to himself, how Kim was truly an interesting girl, before the hair on the back of his neck stood on end as he felt something. It was awesome and dangerous, as a matter of fact, it almost felt like him. He quickly checked outside, but found nothing, murmuring to himself as he returned to his room.
"He sensed us for a moment," the demon known as Gotenmaru said to the man. "Yes," the man replied. "He has very heightened sensess." "We should eat them now." "No, not yet. We can't pass through his Port Barrier. Don't worry, we'll set the stage for them tomorrow."
Ending Notes: It's a situation not solved in a single chapter, I've gone nuts! No, I have a plan, maybe not the best, but it'll work. Chapter Four to come soon, quickly followed by a Chapter Five. This story's gonna be longer than I figured. Thanks again for reading as far as Chapter Three.