Authors Note: Thanks to everyone who is reading this story. And thanks to those who are leaving reviews.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible.

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Despite the fact that Ron knew his surroundings and knew what to expect, he still jumped at the sound of the man's voice behind him. In a flash he turned around, as did Bonnie. They saw two men walking towards them from the alley. At this time he couldn't make out much detail on them, but saw that both were larger than him both in height and weight.

"Okay kids, listen up 'cause this is really simple." One of the men said. "Hand over all your cash and jewelry and no one gets hurt. Well, probably not anyway."

"Hey check out the girl, she must be loaded by the look of that dress." The other said.

Ron and Bonnie were both backing up at this point as the two men were now out of the alley, and all four of them were on the street. Bonnie decided it would be best to hide behind Ron at this point. He didn't notice it at the moment, as his eyes were focused squarely on the two men who still approached them.

"Look guys, we don't want any trouble, we just want to go home." Ron said to them calmly.

"Fine, give us your money and stuff and we can all go home happy."

"Uh… sorry dude. I'm kinda out of money from the cab ride. And I don't wear any jewelry."

"What if I told you I don't believe you?"

"Looks like we'll have to check ourselves." The other man said.

"Sure will. You go get all the stuff you can find off the girl, this punk is mine."

The fight or flight reaction kicked into gear for Ron as he realized that it was time for action. On a normal person this would increase their adrenaline and prepare their body so that they could either run away or fight off their attacker. For someone gifted with Mystical Monkey Power it did much more.

Ron's attacker swung a fist directed at his head, which he managed to evade. Another came immediately after with the same result.

"Stop dodging kid, come and fight me like a man!" The thug yelled.

Ron shot a look of determination into the man's eyes and clenched his own fists in preparation to strike. He had not fought anyone since Warhok and Warmonga. He hadn't trained or done anything to maintain or improve the amazing combat prowess he had displayed on that day. It was a day that he wanted to forget. Considering it had been so long he wondered if he could still fight at all.

He ran forward a few steps and threw a fist aimed at the man's head. The criminal was far too slow to avoid the attack, so instead raised his arms to ward off the blow. Though it prevented the attack from connecting with his face, Ron's fist made solid contact. Fueled by adrenaline and monkey power, this attack managed to cause immense damage and pain to the thug's arm.

The man yelped in pain and stumbled back a couple of steps, but Ron was not about to let up. He immediately followed it up with another strike, then another, and kept swinging at the man who was desperately shielding his face with his arms. Eventually the pain Ron was inflicting forced the man to expose his head, and Ron didn't waste any time attacking it. He threw yet another fist, this one making contact with the soft cartilage of the man's nose. A sick crunching noise could be heard as Ron broke the man's nose, and soon blood was pouring out of it as the man fell to his backside on the sidewalk. While Ron's punches had been neither graceful nor skillfully executed, they had proven to be very effective. Blunt force and untrained power had triumphed in this particular exchange.

The other thug and Bonnie stared in amazement at what had just taken place. Deciding that she could wait, the man turned his attention toward Ron.

"You little bastard. You're gonna pay for that." He said.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a switchblade. A grin was plastered on his face as he moved closer to Ron.

Ron raised his fists once more in preparation for the new attacker. This one would be trickier, as he would have to disarm the man so there was no chance of Bonnie being hurt. As he looked over the oncoming assailant for any signs of a strategy, he did not notice the car that pulled up a few yards behind him.

As the criminal was nearly ready to take his first stab at Ron, he stopped in his tracks. A few feet behind Ron he could make out the silhouette of someone new to this party. His eyes strained as he tried to identify the newcomer in the dark. That was when he saw two green flames ignite and light the darkness, revealing a feminine form standing there.

A moment of panic spread through his body. While he wasn't exactly sure what was going on, he had heard stories in his long "career". He wasn't about to get involved with something like this, and he decided to go get his partner and leave the two kids to their fate.

Without saying a word he ran off, the other man following close behind him clutching his nose.

"Yeah that's right! You'd better run!" Ron taunted after them.

A moment later he ran over to Bonnie to check on her and make sure she wasn't hurt. When he got next to her he noticed that her eyes were still wide, but this time not looking at him.

"Hey Bonnie, you okay?" He asked.

"F-fine." She said. "Ron, what's that thing?" She asked, pointing past him.

Ron turned around to see what Bonnie was pointing at, and what he now knew had really scared off the two criminals. There was no doubt in his mind who it was.

"Shego?" He asked.

Shego came forward a few steps to get a better look on the two people she had just saved.

"Stoppable?" She asked, equally as confused.

"What are you doing here?"

"Call it… a new hobby." She answered cryptically.

Shego turned her attention to Bonnie, whom she was unfamiliar with.

"Who's the new chick?" She asked.

"Oh, uh…" Ron began. "Shego, this is Bonnie, Kim's arch rival. Bonnie, this is Shego, Kim's arch nemesis."

The two women looked each other up and down as only two women could do, searching for any signs of weakness or chinks in the others armor. In the end their eyes locked, each holding a grudging respect for the other upon hearing that they were both major thorns in Kim's side.

"Well, whatever. You definitely traded up there, Stoppable."

"What!?" Bonnie nearly shrieked. "He is not my boyfriend. We are not together. In fact he's the last person I would ever want to be seen with."

"I honestly don't care either way." Shego admitted. "But if I may ask, what are you two idiots doing out here at a time like this? In fact, what are you doing out here at all, Stoppable?"

"It's a long story." Ron said. "I got this vision, and she was in trouble, so I tried to warn her but she didn't listen, so then I came out here-"

"He's a moron who came all the way out here because he thought I was in danger." Bonnie said, cutting off Ron in mid sentence. "The guy just doesn't take a hint. Figures though, since he's probably the only person from our graduating class who still lives in Middleton."

"Anyway…" Ron said looking at Bonnie, before turning his attention back to Shego. "The cab driver wouldn't take us to Bonnie's place, so we had to get off here, and then those guys came. Then you came."

"Hey wait a minute, I remember you now." Bonnie said. "You're that woman who helped Kim save the world from those aliens."

"Yes, that would be me."

"And you were with that blue guy too. And of course Ron, but we all know he was just hiding somewhere while everyone else did the fighting."

Bonnie's last sentence intrigued Shego, as she turned to look at Ron, and then back at Bonnie.

"So Bonnie, as far as you know, Stoppable was just hiding somewhere during the whole fight?"

"Well yeah, that's pretty much what everyone thinks. We all know that it's Kim who does all the work on a mission, why would this be any different?"

Shego looked at Ron and noticed the sad expression on his face.

"Anything you would like to add to that, sidekick?" She asked him.

Ron was silent for a few moments before he answered.

"No. I'm fine."

"Suit yourself."

Shego paused for a moment and took a deep breath.

"Get in." She said.

"What?" Ron asked.

"My car. Get in. I'll take you the rest of the way."

"Not to sound unappreciative, but, uh, why?"

"Because I'm already here, and you're here, and I don't want you two getting killed because you're so stupid, even though it would be doing the gene pool a favor."

The three got into Shego's car, which then had to make a U-turn in order to continue to Bonnie's home. Ron was sitting beside Shego, with Bonnie in back.

"So Shego, why is your car silver?" Ron asked.

"Because that's the color it came in."

"No I mean, why silver? Shouldn't it be green, or at least black?"

"No. It's silver."

"Yeah I know, but since you're green and black, shouldn't-"

"What, just because I have green skin and black hair means everything in my life should be too?"

"Uh…"

"You know I didn't exactly get to choose what color my skin became. I didn't even choose to change it in the first place. And for your information, I had black hair before the whole comet thing happened."

"But what about your green and black outfit?"

"That was Hego's idea. And as you know he's an idiot. He's even dumber than you are. Though after this conversation you two might just be equals in my eyes."

"I was just wondering…" Ron muttered.

"Honestly Stoppable, is there anyone you don't piss off?" Bonnie asked as she kicked the back of Ron's seat.

"Hey don't do that." He told her.

"What, do this?" She said as she kicked the seat again.

Ron retaliated by grabbing the lever to adjust the seat's leg room and incline of the back. Bonnie countered by again kicking the back. The two went back and forth like that for a few seconds before Shego finally spoke up.

"Knock it off you two. If you break my car, I break you."

The two teens immediately stopped upon hearing this threat. By this time they had arrived, and Bonnie exited the car.

"Hey Shego, thanks for the ride." Bonnie said before walking off to the door of her apartment.

"Whatever." Shego said, acknowledging Bonnie's gratitude before driving off.

"What the… she didn't even thank me!" Ron said.

"For what?"

"For paying for the cab? For saving her from those two dudes? Unbelievable."

"I got the feeling she doesn't really like you." Shego said sarcastically.

"That's nothing new. But a little 'thanks' would have been nice."

"So where am I dropping you off?"

"Uh… I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know? You don't have a place to stay?"

"Nope."

"Got any money on you?"

"None."

"I am so not in the mood for this…" Shego said to herself.

"The mood for what?" Ron asked.

"Look, I would offer to pay for a motel for you, but the only ones around here are infested with hookers, drug dealers, and all kinds of scum you don't want to be around."

"That doesn't sound good."

"It isn't. Now I know I'm going to regret this, but you can crash at my place for the night. First thing in the morning, we'll get you a plane ticket home."

"Wow. That's actually really nice of you."

"I just don't want to read the paper in the morning and see that another guy got killed in the bad part of town. Especially if there was something that I could do about it."

"Oh. Well, thank you."

"No problem."

Shego turned around once more, and drove off back into the good part of the city where she resided.

"Hey, I don't want to be annoying, but-"

"You mean more annoying than you already are?" Shego asked.

"Oh look, another joke at my expense. Anyway, would it be possible to grab something to eat? The only stuff I've had since I got here were some little snacks at that party Bonnie was at."

Shego thought about it for a few moments before answering.

"You know what sidekick, I think that's the smartest thing that's ever come out of your mouth. I could use some food too after a night of ass kicking."

"Night of ass kicking?" Ron inquired.

"Just some stuff at a few of the local bars out here."

"Yeah I know what you mean. When Kim and me got back from missions I was always hungry…"

Ron stopped when he noticed Shego giving him a venomous look, probably at the mention of Kim.

"Okay, we don't have to talk about her. We can talk about other stuff. Did you see the latest Bricks of Fury movie? I thought it wasn't as good as the first three, and the whole plot about computers and destroying the country's infrastructure was just lame."

"Ugh… this is going to be a long night." Shego said to herself as they continued driving.

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Bonnie closed the door to her apartment and breathed a sigh of relief. Though she would not admit it or show it, she had been terrified since the moment she stepped out of the taxi. She knew very well about what this part of the city was like. That was the whole reason she was upset about her original ride ditching her at the party. Even when she was getting a ride home from Shego, she still felt nervous.

She walked across the floor of her tiny apartment to go turn a light on. After that she went to check her answering machine to see if she had gotten any calls for auditions or maybe even roles for things she had already auditioned for. Her heart sank as she saw that there were no messages. It was the same as usual.

Going to the refrigerator, she opened the door to find something to eat. She found some baloney and American cheese slices and decided to make a sandwich. It was certainly not the kind of food she was used to eating, but it was all she could afford these days. Moving to a chair in front of the TV, she sat down and turned it on.

There was still New Years coverage on and this late at night there wasn't much else on the other channels. A few bad TV shows and infomercials were all she could find as alternatives.

"What a great start to the new year." She said to herself before taking a bite of her sandwich.

She stayed up for another hour before going to her bedroom to sleep. Tomorrow she had to go to work at her real job.

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Ron and Shego exited the all night diner with full stomachs. This was the only place open at this time of night beside fast food restaurants, and Shego didn't particularly care for Bueno Nacho or Cow n' Chow.

"You know I'm really happy I'm getting you out of my hair in a few hours, because you're expensive to take care of."

"What? I didn't eat that much." Ron protested.

"Didn't eat that much?" Shego asked. "Your portion of the bill was three times as much as mine. And you didn't even have to pay for any of it."

"Well excuse me! I'm a growing boy and I need food!"

"You're 18! Or 19! I don't know which but you're not growing anymore!"

"Fine! I may not be growing but at least I'm not afraid to eat when I'm hungry!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I saw you in there. A small chicken Caesar salad? Come on, you said you were hungry. You just didn't eat more because you're a woman and didn't want to seem like a pig in public."

"That's not true." Shego said a bit softer.

"Whatever. And it's 19, by the way. My birthday was a little over a month ago."

"Well anyway, are you full now? Can I just go home? Or are you going to whine some more until we get more food?"

"No, I'm fine."

The two got in the car and continued to Shego's home. For the first few minutes they sat in silence. Ron didn't want to say anything to antagonize Shego. After all, she had done him several favors tonight, and he didn't want to seem ungrateful. But finally he decided to speak up and try to get a conversation going.

"So… got any pets?" He asked.

"No."

"Do you like pets?"

"No."

"What do you like?"

"Can we not talk about this kind of stuff?" She asked.

"Okay… what about movies? You see, the reasons why Bricks of Fury: The Final Brickening was so bad are-"

"No. Not this again. Just sit there and be quiet for the rest of the ride."

Ron didn't say anything to this, but just nodded his head in silence.

Shego turned on the radio so there would at least be some noise in the car. She was happy there were classic rock stations, because she was appalled by most of the new stuff they played on the radio these days.

Ron just stared out the window as they went on, looking at how the buildings changed. Before they had gotten to the diner, they had been in the bad part of the city. He then noticed gradual improvement until they had reached it, and at this point the look of the city was a lot safer, and there were no boarded up windows or destroyed buildings. Now as they neared Shego's home the houses and businesses were very nice looking.

It amazed Ron just how different the city looked here compared to only a few miles the other way. Had this all really been the work of the Lorwardians? He wondered what the bad part of the city had looked like before the invasion. Did it look like this wealthy section of the city, or even the part where the diner was? And then the question of why it still looked like that entered his mind. Surely the mayor would have spent the past several months trying to rebuild the damaged sections of his city. But from what he saw there was no such work being done.

And then he thought about Bonnie. Why was she living out there? She was an aspiring actress who was full of talent as far as he was concerned. He could not understand how she was only able to afford living there. Why weren't her parents helping her? And just how much danger did she face on a daily basis if she lived out there? Thinking about all of these questions along with the sound of the music in the background helped pass the time. Before he knew it they had arrived.

"We're here." Shego told him.

Ron looked out the window to see a large, beautiful condominium complex.

"Wow, you live here?" Ron asked. "Must cost a lot."

"Yeah. It does. Luckily for me I'm loaded."

"Really? How much are we talking?"

"Remember that $99 Million you had that Drakken stole most of?"

"Yeah…?" Ron said hesitantly.

"Yeah, I stole a bunch from him. I'm rich."

"Oh. You wouldn't happen to want to give it back to me, would you?"

Shego laughed for a few moments before regaining her composure and looking at Ron.

"Oh, that was a serious question? Yeah… no. That's my money. But it will teach you a lesson in money management. Don't carry so much on you."

Ron looked at the ground dejectedly, remembering in detail how Dr. Drakken had stolen all of his Naco royalty money.

"Cheer up sidekick, at least I paid for our food and am letting you stay the night. That should count for something."

Ron just shot her a dirty look. It only made Shego laugh more.

"Oh don't be like that. All is fair in love and war, or in this case heroes and villains. I'm evil remember? Stealing is something I do."

Ron grunted something in response.

"Come on, let's go." She said as she started toward the door of the complex.

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The elevator took them to the top floor, that being the fourth floor. They exited and walked to the door of Shego's condo. She got her keys out of one of her jean pockets and was about to open the door when she stopped and turned to Ron.

"Okay, just a few rules before we go in. Don't break anything. Don't spill stuff on my furniture. And don't go in my room. Okay?"

"Sounds easy enough."

"Good."

Shego then opened the door and the two stepped in. Ron looked around in amazement.

"This place is awesome!" He exclaimed.

Shego's condo was quite large. The walls were an off-white color, and it had beautiful brown hardwood floors. In the living room there was a fireplace, a huge plasma TV, and comfortable looking dark blue furniture.

"You can crash on the couch tonight." Shego told him. "I'll get you a spare pillow and blanket. If you get hungry, there's stuff in the fridge."

"Not that I'm complaining, but I would expect there to be a guest bedroom in a place this big."

"Oh, there were two. I just converted one into a weight room, the other into a computer room."

"Sweet!" He said gleefully. "Do you have any games on it?"

"Some…"

"Can I check them out?"

"Does that mean you'll leave me alone?"

"Yes!"

"Knock yourself out."

"Thank you!"

Ron rushed off to go play some video games before he stopped and turned back to Shego.

"That way." She said, pointing to his left.

As Ron made his way to the computer room, Shego went to the kitchen. She opened up the refrigerator to find something to eat. She was still hungry.

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A man in his early 50s stood looking out the large window of his office with his hands behind his back. He gazed down upon the city, seeing a few cars here and there. As usual there was very little activity. There was especially no police activity. And that was the way he liked it.

This was his part of the city, and he was determined to keep his grasp on it strong. That meant that he needed to be in control of it at all times. Anything new or out of the ordinary was taken care of one way or another.

As he was looking over his territory, he heard a knock on his door.

"Come in." He said.

He turned around to see two men enter his office, one with a swollen nose.

"What do you want?" He asked them.

"Boss, we got news. Big news."

"What is it?"

"So there we were trying to get some money off these two punks, when one of them beat the crap out of Frankie here. And then there was this chick with these freaky green glowing hands."

"Freaky green glowing hands?"

"Yeah, she just came out of nowhere and it was like her hands were on fire or something."

The boss was silent for a moment before speaking to his men.

"Very well. Thank you for this information. You may leave now."

The two men turned and exited the office, closing the door behind them.

The boss sat down at the chair behind his desk, deep in thought. He had been involved in the criminal world for a long time. He knew only one person in the world could match the description his henchmen had given him. A smile formed on his lips.

This city just got interesting.

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Silence lingered in the air at the Middleton Museum. Nearly everyone in the city was somewhere celebrating the arrival of the new year. Even the night security guard had this occasion off.

A cold stone statue of a man stood in one of the many exhibits. This particular exhibit was a new one, only having existed for a few months. It was the Kim Possible Heroine Exhibit, dedicated to the many heroic exploits that the young woman had achieved. Her latest and greatest, the defeat of the Lorwardian Invasion, was prominently displayed with pieces of their ship and war machines.

The stone statue began to vibrate. It started slowly, but picked up pace until it was moving so fast that it was making a high pitched buzzing noise. A couple of minutes later it shattered, sending out shards of stone in every direction. Left standing there was a man of flesh and bone, emerging from it like a caterpillar out of its cocoon. He opened his eyes slowly allowing them to adjust to the artificial light.

"Where… where am I?" Monkey Fist asked to no one in particular.

Memories came flooding back into his mind. He remembered Yamanouchi. He remembered Kim Possible and her sidekick. And he remembered the baby and The Yono.

"I was… turned to stone." He told himself as he remembered.

He examined his hands and saw that they were as he remembered. He looked over his entire body, and there wasn't a bit of him that was still stone. He began to laugh as only a monkey-man could do. It did not last for long, as a brilliant burst of lightning flashed outside the windows followed by a booming thunderclap that shook the room. He had to shield his eyes with his hands from the light. When he lowered them he saw another figure standing before him.

"Yono?" He said to the creature.