Chapter Three
Kim Two backed away from the three Tri duplicates. The trio laughed and smirked.
"Three-to-one odds," The one on the left chuckled. "I like the odds. Who's first?"
The one on the right gave him a look. "Why you askin'? We don't choose turns. First come, first served."
The foremost simply grinned, and swung at Kim Two.
The first thing that surprised everyone was that she caught the punch.
The second thing was that she returned the punch and, rather than simply doubling over, the Tri duplicate went flying.
For a moment, there was silence.
Then Kim Two grinned. "Hey!" she exclaimed. "Now I get it!" Then she leapt at the Tri duplicate on the left.
With a dry swallow, the remaining duplicate realized what had happened and where they had gone wrong. When Tri split, he did so by dividing his molecules into three exact duplicates. This was the reason why he had three times the bone and muscle density of an average person. When he split, he became three people of average strength and speed.
In short, by dividing, he had unknowingly thrown away his advantage over his opponent.
Why had he never figured that aspect of his powers out?
"Whoo!" a voice suddenly shouted. The final Tri clone attempted to run.
Like that was going to work.
Eric looked over the vast expanse of the Pacific Ocean, searching hopelessly for Japan.
"E.T.A. is one hour, six minutes," Clara announced from the front seat.
"I thought this thing was supposed to be hypersonic!" Eric complained.
"It is," replied Clara.
"So why are we going so slow?" asked Eric.
Clara twisted around in her seat. "Look," she snapped, "Do you want to spend an hour and five minutes getting to Japan, or do you want to land in the middle of the ocean and try to figure out an engine problem that, with no tools, could take all day to repair?"
"Touchy," Eric grumbled, slouching back in his seat.
"I don't know why you're so grumpy, really," Clara noted. "Is this just one of those 'so near and yet so far' things?"
"Something like," Eric replied, looking out the window again.
"E.T.A. is one hour, two minutes. See? We're moving!"
"Ha ha."
The Doctor was viewing footage of the fight going on in Tokyo. The door slid open, and he turned. The two people standing in the door were waiting for orders.
"Crate," the Doctor said after a few seconds, "Go to Winston. See what he can find on the unknown combatant who took out Carter."
The wiry young man nodded, and walked out.
"Tanya," he continued, "Suit up the triplets. We're going to be having one heck of a fight on our hands somewhere in the next two days.
The brunette nodded. Tanya looked virtually the same as Crate, except for the canine-esque ears that she had been grown with. She turned, and stalked past Construct, who was just walking in to the room. He looked after her.
"She's going to be a tough one," he said.
"Indeed she is," the Doctor sighed. "If only we could have fixed the ears, she would have come out perfect."
"Is there something you wanted me for?"
"Yes, there is. First, terminate our Danville connections, if you want me to give the order. They've been compromised, and you know we don't work like that."
Construct nodded. "Understood. Next?"
"Send someone after Eric and Clara. Give them a sense that they're on a timer."
"They kind of are," Construct pointed out. "They're on your timer."
"Yes, but they aren't aware of that. Just take care of it."
"Anything else?"
"Yes. After you're done with that, take a metadrone and prepare for deployment to Japan. And make sure that Gill's room is locked, will you? I need to make sure that he takes his medicine."
"Got it. Danville first."
"You do that. I've got a game to watch." He chuckled at the sight of Kim and Eva's brawl on one of the monitors.
"Cassandra would have loved to see this."
Kim was now bashing Eva's head against a signpost—or, she was until her opponent swept her leg out and brought her crashing to the ground, where she flipped back to her feet. Suddenly, a shout reached her ears.
"INTERFEREEEEEEEEEENCE!"
Kim Two leapt out and landed on Eva. The vampire-girl, startled, struggled free, and right into Ron and Yori as they too came to Kim's assistance. Eva stood, turning, looking over all four of her opponents. Then, the back of her grey jumpsuit lit up blue. Eva scowled, and leapt toward Kim, who dropped into a defensive stance—
—Only for Eva to vanish in midair.
"Stoppable-San, we must leave now," Yori said immediately. "I will explain on the… Why are there two K—"
"Long story," Ron replied. "Right now, where's Rufus?"
"He's probably fine," Kim reassured him. "Yori, this is Kim Possible Two. We're still working on the name!"
"Nim! Like the book!"
"No. Nim sounds all cutesy and innocent." Kim paused. "Okay, I guess I just disproved my own point. Nim is fine."
"Yeah, I like that name too!" Ron announced. "Kim Possible Two, you will now be officially known as Nim Possible!"
Rufus, suddenly sitting by Ron's foot, chuckled.
"Oh, there you are!" Ron exclaimed in relief. "Where were you, buddy?"
"We must go now," Yori pointed out. "You can explain this to me on the way."
"I thought that you wanted to explain something to me."
"This could be equally important."
"What's so important, anyway?"
"Someone is after you, Ron."
"Monkey Fist? Come on, I've beaten him a million times!" Ron stumbled, and fell flat on his face.
"This is worse than Monkey Fist," Yori admonished. "Far, far worse."
"Who's Monkey Fist?" asked the newly renamed Nim.
If I got Yori out of character, someone please tell me. Otherwise, what do you think of the chapter? The reference to "Cassandra" will be explained later in the story.
Okay, I have an announcement to make. I will be putting Kim Possibles: Monkey Master on hiatus until further notice. Please do not mistake this as cancelling the fanfic. I simply need to rethink what I'm doing with the plot.
Let me clarify that. When I wrote the first Kim Possibles, as well as most of my other fanfics, I had a very specific idea of what I wanted to do with it. The characters would go here, do this, etc. When I got started of Monkey Master, however, I just jumped into the fic without any idea where I was going, or who any of the characters were-a decision I now recognize as a mistake. I need time off from this fic to think over the plot, and what I want to do with it. Once I have reached a decision, I will begin posting again. Again, try to understand, this is an effort to improve the quality of the fic.
Thank you.
RtB