Well, the chapter is up, and I enjoyed the guesses and the reviews. Now, because there were some intriguing guesses I've decided to do something once I finish this story, if anyone is interested. I'm going to write alternate scenes for the start of this chapter where Ron meets the people you guessed. That includes a guess I got in a PM for Hellboy, and both versions of Constantine. The sorcerer from the Hellblazer comic and the Exorcist from the movie. That being said, I introduce you to the correct answer, whom no one guessed. Better luck next time, and I hope you enjoy.
Ron walked to the door, his palms sweating a bit as he reached for the door knob. The bell rang again and Ron yelled; his heart rate increased to almost double and he tried to force it back down. The sound of laughter flowed through the door as whoever was on the other side heard Ron's minor freak out.
"Ronald, seriously, open the door." Mrs. Possible said.
"Sure thing Mrs. P." Ron opened the door carefully and his eyes traveled over the man on the other side.
Electric blue eyes looked at Ron from beneath a fedora that seemed to shift between red and black depending on the light. His long silver braid hung down over his shoulder and across his chest. As Ron's eyes followed it they took in the shimmering cloth of the shirt he wore, the same color as the hat so that it seemed to be black one second and the color of blood the next, and finally down the black slacks to high polished shoes.
"Mr. Stoppable? I am Myrlin, Myrlin the Magician." His voice was calm and calculated.
"Right… Mrs. P? Mr. P? Could you come here please…" Ron called them.
"We heard Ronald…" Dr. Possible walked into the room. "Myrlin the Magician? As in King Arthur's advisor Myrlin the Magician?"
"The one and only, and I'm told you have a problem? My time is not endless and wasting it is not highly recommended." Myrlin walked past them all and into the living room.
Ron looked out the door, curious as to why the GJ agents watching the house were just sitting in the car and hadn't come to see about this man. He laughed as he saw them sleeping soundly in their vehicle, one's head resting on his partner's shoulder. Ron turned back to the living room where Myrlin had lain down on the couch, his hat over his eyes.
"You really expect us to believe you're Myrlin? That you were alive in the days of King Arthur, and that you're a sorcerer?" Mrs. Possible said.
"If you've come to my attention, you've already had some dealings with the occult. You…" He pointed at Ron, "Have a mystical aura all your own, a little training, you could probably deal with whatever this is on your own."
"It's Mystical Monkey Power…" Ron started.
"The powers of a Trickster God? Impressive, you should try to train them, Sun Wukong doesn't have many followers in the west… he's more of an in joke." Myrlin smiled. "Now, what is the issue?"
"Well, Kim and I were fighting Monkey Fist…and Kim fell into a chamber, whatever was in there, possessed her. She turned into a demon and started killing people." Ron said.
"Indiscriminately?" Myrlin asked, finally sitting up and placing his hat on the arm of the couch beside him.
"What?" Ron asked and the Possible's all sighed.
"No, not indiscriminately." Mrs. Possible said, "She seems to be attacking only criminals. Murderers, rapist, a biker gang…"
"Hmmm…" Myrlin pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes as he thought. "Describe her demonic form."
"Mostly human, but her face is a skull and her hair is made of fire… I didn't get to see much else before I…passed out." Ron admitted.
"Hmm… You're quite sure she's possessed?" Myrlin asked.
"What do you mean? Of course she's possessed… Kim isn't a killer. She's never taken a life before this happened." Ron spat.
"He's right, our daughter is a hero. She protects lives…" Dr. Possible said strongly.
"Very well, an exorcism on a basic possession isn't that hard… and it should be easy enough to dispel the demon controlling her and lock it away somewhere. Where is she?" Myrlin turned to the face of Wade on the TV, "Mr. Load, correct?"
"Yes, but I don't know where Kim is…I was following the GJ pursuit, and I know what happened, but you guys aren't going to like it." Wade clicked a few keys and played back a conversation from Betty Director and one of the GJ agents pursuing Kim.
:: We had her in sight, but a jet came out of nowhere and she managed to board it before we could intercept her.::
:: If the jet landed for her to board…::
:: No ma'am, it didn't land, she jumped her motorcycle into the cargo bay of the jet.::
::Describe the jet…::
::It looked like a heavily modified X Series S-732. The Scythe Prototype.::
::What color was it?::
:: Green and black Ma'am.::
Wade clicked the keys again and turned back to them, "As far as I'm aware, there are only three versions of that particular jet in existence, and the only one of them with that paint job belongs to…"
"Shego… Ewww…" Rufus squeaked from Ron's pocket.
Myrlin looked down at the naked mole rat and smiled. "You can talk?"
"Uh huh, uh huh…" Rufus nodded.
"Interesting." He turned to Ron, "Who's Shego?"
"As far as I knew, Kim's arch rival. She and Kim have been fighting each other almost since Kim started doing the hero gig, She's got the power to generate green plasma from her hands and is the only fighter I've ever seen who can match Kim." Ron said.
"So why would she help her escape this… Global Justice?" Myrlin laughed. "International police agencies… always fun to avoid, remind me to wake up the two outside when I leave, they were curious as to my motives for being here so I put a suggestion in their heads that sleeping would be a good idea."
"You put them to sleep?" Mrs. Possible said, "How?"
"Actually? Or the medical explanations for it?" Myrlin asked.
"Umm…" Mrs. Possible stalled.
"How about both?" Myrlin said, "Actually, I told them they didn't need to ask me anything and that they should return to their car and take a nap. Medically, I used my tone of voice and a little force of will to stimulate the portion of their brain that is susceptible to suggestion and memory recall. There are other ways, but that was the easiest."
"Right…" Mrs. Possible thought hard, trying to figure out if what he said was even possible.
"Anyway, if we don't know where she is, we'll have to scry for her. I'll need a map of the area… something of hers… a lock of hair if you have it, something personal if not that." Myrlin reached into his pocket and pulled out a small crystal on a silver chain as Dr. Possible went to get a map and Mrs. Possible went to Kim's room.
When they returned Myrlin spread the map out on the floor and then turned to Kim's mother. She handed him Kim's hairbrush and he smiled as he took several strands of hair from it, braiding them through the crystal's chain. He started to let the crystal swing freely over the map, concentrating on the energy in the room, and focusing it into the crystal and through Kim's hair.
He smiled as he felt the pull as the crystal started to circle and then as the circles tightened, and tightened, moving in to one specific point. Then he let the chains length drop and the crystal struck a point on the map.
"Mr. Load?" Myrlin said.
"Ron, put the Kimmunicator over it." Wade said and Ron brought the blue device out and let him scan the map. "Got the location… scanning… satellite imaging… It looks like an apartment house, but it's on the outskirts of Upperton, and the scanning says it's full of security measures."
"Sounds like the place, there are some supplies I'll need to acquire, we'll meet here in a few hours while I go prepare and Ronald… be prepared for whatever happens. Myrlin stood, turned and left, leaving them all just a bit stunned.
"Wade? Where did you say you found this guy?" Mrs. Possible asked.
"Well, there's an occult chat room online, most of them are goths and vampire wannabe's, a few are Satanist and call them selves witches… but there's this group in there that seem to only speak when something has a ring of truth to it. The main one calls herself Circe the Third. I don't know if she's the third in that line, the third to use that name, whatever, but she tries to help those who take it seriously. I asked her for help when we wanted to track Monkey Fist's mystical monkey powers, and she was more than willing to help me with what she could. When I told her about this… well she said it was out of her league, and she would call her 'mentor'. " Wade shrugged. "Best I could come up with."
"Great…" Ron said.
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"So? How do they work?" Shego asked.
"What?" Kim was pacing in place, her mind still trying to wrap around what Shego had told her and how she'd talked to whatever it was inside her.
"Your powers, how do they work?" Shego asked again.
"I don't know…" Kim seemed to think about it. "But I may know who does…" She looked back toward the garage. "Have you got a bike?"
"Oh, I have a bike… but if I'm gonna be riding with you, I think I'll need a change of clothes, and you need a helmet… Luckily for us, I have both." She started walking toward the back of the studio apartment and pulled open a wall panel revealing several suits of clothes.
"Got something that could fit me? I think the leather pants are fine, but I need a new shirt at least." Kim said.
"And some new gloves, those aren't bad, but you need something that works for the bike as well as your normal fare. Here." She threw Kim a pair of leather gloves, the palms and knuckles padded with kevlar. "Those will protect ya if you hit the ground. Your regular ones are just work gloves."
"Thanks, and a shirt?" A black top hit her in the face, she shrugged as she stripped out of her purple one and pulled the black one on, letting it hug her just as tight as the other. She tucked it in and then went back toward her jacket, picking it up and tossing it on as she turned back to look at Shego.
Her breath caught as Shego started to undo the cat suit, slipping it down her body slowly, she watched as every inch of Shego's tan skin was revealed, the black sports bra and cotton thong underneath not at all what she'd expected. Her eyes traveled along Shego twice before the thief looked at her.
"Like what ya see? Kimmie?" She laughed as Kim blushed brighter than her hair and pulled on the leather pants and black tank top, topping it off with a leather jacket of her own. "Maybe boyfriend's freak out isn't the only issue, hmm?"
"Yea…right Shego… let's just go." Kim turned and walked as quickly as she could into the garage, she unhooked the shot gun from the chain and turned back toward Shego, "Any way we can carry this and it not be seen?"
"A gun Kimmie?" Shego asked. "I have saddle bags, but why bring it?"
"Because I'm afraid you're right, ok? I don't want you to be, I don't want to turn into that thing again, but…just please…" She threw it to Shego.
Shego shrugged and walked over to a covered bike, pulling the cover off with a flourish. She smiled as her eyes raked over the bike, the sleek frame and the curves of the cruiser gave it a drag bike appearance. Its all black paintjob seemed to blend with the shadows. Even the exhaust pipes had a black as night finish.
"Kimmie, say hello to my baby. She's a Yamaha Midnight Warrior, O'six edition, which is why the exhaust is black instead of chrome. Normally, not meant to keep up with a bike like yours, but I did a little work on it, and a little help from Motor Ed, I hate the guy, but he knows his vehicles. You just have to watch him and make sure he doesn't turn it into a monster." Shego dropped the shotgun into the saddlebag and straddled the bike, she leaned over and ran her hands over the tank "Mmm… miss me baby?"
"Nice…" Kim untied the chain attached to her bike's seat and wrapped it around her waist like a belt, "I'm not even sure this guy is going to be there… but he seemed to know what was going on when I woke up this morning…" Kim looked around. "You said helmets?"
"That cabinet, grab me one to." Shego pointed at a cabinet by the wall.
Kim opened it, her eyes traveling over several helmets in various styles, patterns of green and black, and a few solid ones. Kim grabbed two black full face helmets and tossed one to Shego, putting the other on as she straddled her bike. Shego opened the garage's door by remote and they rode out, back toward Middleton.
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"A church Princess? You bring us to talk to a Priest?" Shego asked as she followed Kim up the stairs.
"Not exactly…" Kim threw the doors open, "Old man, you still here?"
"Well Bones, welcome back, and what's this? I'll be, ya brought a Spitfire with ya." Carter lit a cigarette with his fingertip again.
"Kimmie, he's got hell fire in his veins, just like you… but it's a lot weaker." Shego said.
"Hmm… what happened to you? I can see the hell fire in ya, but I don't sense a Rider's spirit… it's like… " Carter shivered. "You know what, I don't wanna know…" He turned back to Kim, "Here for that long version now?"
"Pretty much, I want to know how to control the Rider, how to be the one in charge instead of the one along for the ride… I don't want to be a killer anymore." Kim said.
"In that case, you're not ready to control the Rider, you need to learn the difference between murder and vengeance. Come talk to me when you're a bit more practical." Carter sat down in the front pew.
Shego smiled as she watched Carter. She knew he was right and things were going to get messy from here. If Kim wanted to win, she'd have to accept all of the Rider. Shego walked over and sat down next to him.
"Spare one of those cigarettes?" Shego asked.
"Sure thing Spitfire," Carter said as he rolled one for her, then offered it to the brunette. "Careful, that's old fashion Texas tobacco; it's a bit stronger than the filtered shit they sell today."
Shego put it in her mouth and used a flame wreathed hand to light it, "So, tell me, what's the story behind Kimmie's new powers?"
"They aren't new at all, they're several hundred years old. A devil named Mephistopheles granted the power of the Rider to his agent on earth. The Rider was initially the devil's bounty hunter. He'd collect the souls of those that had sold them to Mephistopheles. The Penance Stare is the Rider's greatest weapon, it lets the Rider show a person the pain they've caused, from the victim's viewpoint," He looked at her, "You already knew that, didn't you?"
"The Penance Stare, yea, the bounty hunter stuff, nope, how come she hasn't been able to… roar out when she was under attack earlier?" Shego asked.
"Ah, the Rider don't do so well in the daylight. Shadow's are a Riders friends." Carter said, looking over his shoulder at Kim, her face furious. "Easy there Bones, fact is, controlling the Rider is easy. You just have to do something you don't want to… accept that not everyone's life can be saved. Think about it, if you locked up a murderer, or a rapist, someone who'd committed a capital crime like that? What would happen? Oh, that's right, this is a civilized state. God damn it, I miss Texas!"
"You're saying they're just getting punished for their sins. That's bullshit. There's no trial, no jury, just me killing them." Kim spat.
"What would happen if you used the Penance Stare on an innocent?" Carter smiled.
Kim thought hard and Shego stood up, hand flaring with hell fire, her eyes sparkled as she smiled. Kim imagined what Shego must have been through, remembered the weight of Shego's sins from when she was a Rider. Nothing in the thief's past had felt like what she got from Marcus or from the biker gang. She sighed.
"I can't believe that… I can't believe the killing is justified…" She slammed her fist against the wall of the church and was shocked as hellfire blazed against the wall.
Shego stood up and grabbed Kim, slamming her back against the wall, she looked Kim in the eyes and spoke slowly. "Then think about this, Drakken has made a deal with Mephistopheles, and this man has no qualms about using your parents, your friends, your family, everything you love, against you. Picture him holding your mother in a clawed grip, a claw at her throat, her body blocking his, the only shot you have is his head. You can kill him or let your mother die. Think about it Kimmie, Drakken or your Mom? Does she die so you don't have to be a killer? Answer me?"
"Shego stop…" Kim threw her off and walked away, her head in her hands.
"That was tough Spitfire…" Carter said as they watched Kim walk away, "But if what you say about Mephistopheles is true, then she needs to get tough real fast."
Kim walked back out and looked in the mirror of her bike, not surprised to see the flaming skull and night sky reflected there instead of her own features. She sat on the bike and stared hard at the Rider.
"You wanted to talk?" The Rider's voice was hard.
"Yea, I want control, I don't want to be a killer anymore…" Kim spat at it.
"Tough luck cupcake, you're the Ghost Rider now. You're meant to avenge the innocent. That means punishing the guilty. You are a killer, but that doesn't make you a murderer. It makes you an executioner. Do you blame the man who pulls the switch on the electric chair? Oh and Cupcake, you are in charge. I'm the part of you that cried out for justice in that pit… the sooner you accept me, the sooner you gain the control you're looking for." The Rider looked toward the church. "Oh yea, wake up and smell the brimstone, there's something else you're denying to and it aint gonna help ya in the long run." Hell fire engulfed the image and when it cleared, Kim was looking at herself again.
"I can't be a killer, I can't be… I can't be…" A scream tore her thoughts away and she looked up, a man was trying to drag a woman into a nearby alley. Kim didn't think, she jumped off the bike and ran at them, she grabbed the woman and knocked the man back. She checked the woman as quickly as she could, turning back she saw the man drawing a gun, he aimed it at Kim and the world slowed down.
Kim saw the gun raising to point at her, she'd never reach him in time to take it. Something inside her was screaming for a solution. Then she heard her name, she turned her head sharply as she saw the shotgun flying toward her. She caught it, leveling it at the man just as the gun pointed at her.
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Kim's eyes bored hard on the road as she drove. She couldn't believe she'd done it. Her mind played it back again and again. The gun was coming up to point at her and then the shotgun was in her hands. She'd fired. She saw the man launched backwards by the blast. In that moment, she'd decided to kill him to save herself and the woman. She, Kim Possible, had killed, and this time she couldn't blame it on a demon.
She looked toward the horizon as they neared Shego's apartment, and her heart fell. Sunset. According to Carter, she'd be able to change once the sun set. She wondered if she'd change in her sleep, or if it would happen while she was awake now that she was aware of it. She just hoped she'd find a way to control it.
"There's someone there… you're going to have to fight." The voice was in her head, she knew, but it was right. Someone was in Shego's home.
Kim pulled the bike to a stop and Shego pulled up beside her, both of them looked at the apartment. Kim gestured toward the door showing it wide open. Whoever was inside was not only good, they didn't care that Kim and Shego knew they were there.
"Global Justice?" Kim asked.
"No, they'd keep their presence a secret, and they don't have anyone who can get past my security… Drakken either… Boyfriend?" Shego looked doubtful.
"No chance, Ron…" She shook her head, "He's nowhere near good enough… Zorpox maybe, but without an Attitudinator…"
"So, we have a talented unknown in my home, and they don't care if we know they're there." Shego smiled. "Fifty says they're after you."
"No thanks, I don't bet if I know I'll lose, come to think of it, I don't bet at all." Kim sighed, and looked up. "Let's just do this."
They drove into the garage, parking the bikes and Kim checked the shotgun, easing it into the chains at the small of her back. She tugged her gloves on tighter, then she and Shego walked up the ramp towards the house. Both of them straining their ears to hear anything.
"I thought you said they'd be here…" Ron's voice came to them as they neared the door.
"The scrying showed this as their position at the time. I suppose they could have left, but they should be back." A second unfamiliar voice spoke.
"Ok, I'm officially impressed." They both said, then looked at each other, laughing as they walked into the house.
"Ok, Stoppable, I don't know how you found my home, how you broke in, or what you were thinking, but Kimmie being here does not give you that privilege." Shego said as she came in, quickly ducking a blast of energy. "Oh, someone came to fight." Shego's hands lit up with hellfire.
Kim came in after, looking at Ron and the energy burns on the wall. Her eyes turned to the taller man, eyeing him. "Shego, I have a feeling they're here for me… let it be…"
"Kim? You're working with Shego now? Oh come on! This is so wrongsick. She's a villain Kim, evil, glowing hands of death… which aren't green anymore… but still glowing hands of death!" Ron yelled.
"Ron, believe it or not, and right now, I don't care… Shego aint evil. Go home, and leave me be till I'm ready to deal with you." Kim stepped forward.
"I'm sorry Miss Possible, but that's no longer an option." The tall man said, "Congelo!"
Kim screamed as the blue light struck her. Shego saw the attack, but unable to stop it went after the attacker, hoping Kim would recover. Her flaming hands attempted to claw at Myrlin as the magician deftly avoided her. His eyes flashed from under his Fedora.
"Ronald, see to this woman while I finish seeing to Kim." Myrlin yelled as he avoided another blow.
"If you think the Buffoon can handle me, you're even stupider than those Rat Pack Reject clothes would suggest." Shego said as she launched a ball of hellfire at him.
Myrlin brought a hand up, a red gem held between his fingers. He smiled as the gem absorbed the fire, glowing for a moment before he clasped his fist around it. Shego's eyes widened as his hand became engulfed in flames as well. She smiled as her sixth sense finally kicked in.
"You know, the adrenaline and the battle rush before, I almost forgot about my newest power. Now that I'm getting the hang of it, it's pretty cool… Sorcerer. I can see the magic around you, can see the demonic blood flowing in your veins, and can even feel the hundreds of years of your past. There's no way I'm gonna let you do anything to Kim." Shego's smile turned sarcastic. "By the way, sun's gone down. I have a feeling the rules of this engagement just changed."
They both looked over at Kim, Shego smiling and Myrlin with a look of shock. Her body was shaking, as if trying to break the spell he'd placed on her. They could both see the aura of hellfire enveloping her, slowly. Ron was backing away from her, his face white. Then in a burst of flames Kim changed into the Rider.
"That pissed me off…" She turned to Ron, "You brought this sorcerer to destroy me? I'll scorch your face off!"
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Inside Kim's soul, the Rider and Kim faced each other, circling one another as the battle outside raged. They stared at each other in the expanse of the void. The Rider's flaming hair blew in the nonexistent breeze as Kim pulled hers up into a ponytail.
"You're not going to hurt Ron." Kim said.
"The fool isn't worthy of you, Shego on the other hand…" The Rider took a fighting stance.
"Don't go there Rider." Kim said.
"You really don't get it yet do you? You can't win this battle… not because you're not strong enough, but because you're only fighting yourself… You're looking at it in black and white. The world is full of color…" The Rider brought her hand up, gesturing for Kim to attack, fingers curling twice.
Kim ran and leapt at the Rider, trying for a flying dragon kick, the Rider ducked and launched spin kick at Kim's head.
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Ron ducked the spin kick, trying to keep away from Kim's demon half, his screams startling Myrlin and Shego. Shego shook her head as Myrlin looked on worried. Ron ducked again and again as the Rider tried to attack him. Myrlin turned to Shego.
"Go ahead, save the idiot. I don't think Kim's in full control yet." Shego leaned against the wall and watched as Myrlin got between the Rider's attack and Ron.
The Rider's eyes bore into Myrlin as he used the hellfire incased fist to block her blow. He smiled at her as he spun backwards, launching Ron away. He stood still, one hand behind his back, the other raised ready to block or counter attack the Rider.
"Fool. You think your magic can stand up to the power of the Ghost Rider…" Kim drew the chain from around her waist, the shotgun slipping into her other hand. The first attack came in high, the flaming chain baring down on Myrlin's head.
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Kim leapt to the side as the Rider's flame whip came down on her, avoiding it by a hair. She leapt back to her feet and ran at the Rider as she brought the whip back. Her uppercut sent the Rider back for just a moment before she laughed. She wrapped the flaming lash around Kim's waist and pulled her toward her.
"It won't work… face up to who you are! What you are!" The Rider yelled at her. "You're not fighting an enemy, you're fighting yourself…"
"NO! I'm not you…" Kim shoved the Rider off, falling back into a practiced stance.
"Think about it Kim!" The Rider yelled as she leapt backwards, "The alley today… the mugger with the gun…"
"I had no choice…" Kim screamed as she charged at the Rider again.
"You could have died… kept your morality and died then and there…" The Rider said, "Why didn't you?"
"Because…" Kim stopped, staring at the Rider.
"Because then no one would be left to fight the good fight. No one would have been there to protect that girl next time, or the world… Because you're the one who can fight the demons, the fallen angels, the mad scientist, rapist, murderers, you have the power to fight them, punish them for their sins. You have the ability to truly make the punishment fit the crime."
"NO!" Kim roared and swung wildly at the Rider.
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Myrlin's blows hit nothing but air as the Rider moved with an agility he'd never seen in a demon, until finally he stopped, leaping backwards. He opened his fist and pocketed the gem, the hellfire leaving as soon as he'd released the ruby. Next he pulled a pouch from a pocket and opened it.
"You're a formidable opponent…" Merlin mumbled something none of them could hear, "But I'm afraid I can't let you have Miss Possible's soul." He threw a handful dust into the air and was stunned when the Rider released a blast of Hellfire from the shot gun, vaporizing it.
"Foolish human…" The Rider laughed, "You shouldn't cast spells if you don't know all the facts, someone with your experience should know that."
"You've possessed an innocent young woman…" Myrlin drew another handful of dust.
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"Face it Kimberly…" The Rider grabbed her, looking her in the eye. "Feel what you really are!" The Rider's hellfire poured into Kim, their eyes locked.
Kim screamed at first as the hellfire struck her, then the screaming stopped as she saw all the lives she'd saved, watched as the woman she'd saved that first night went on to live a long life with a happy family. Saw millions of faces pass by of people she'd saved without even realizing it, knowing they were the future victims of the biker gang, the murderer, the rapist, Marcus. Saw as demons attacked her and Shego and they fought back to back against them. She felt the final moment of clarity strike and Kim sighed as she looked again into the Rider's eyes.
The two spoke as the became one, "I am Kim Possible, Ghost Rider!"
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Suddenly the Rider stopped still and looked at Myrlin, it's voice changed slightly as it spoke, no longer filled with rage. "Stand down sorcerer, I have no battle with you anymore…" Her flames died and she stood there, chain in one hand, gun in the other, "I'm not possessed, I'm Ghost Rider."
"About time Princess…" Shego said as Kim looked over at her, seeing her holding Ron back.
"Shego, let him go…" Kim brought the gun up to point at Myrlin as he eased closer to her, "Don't even try it… I may not be possessed, but trying to attack me will cause me to withdraw my previous statement… If you think you can cast a spell faster than I can pull a trigger, be my guest though."
Myrlin backed away slowly, "From what I've heard Miss Possible, you are not acting at all yourself, and the flaming skull appearance does lead one to believe demonic possession…"
"I've got a soul that's pure hellfire now, don't get me wrong, but I am in control of my actions. If I have to kill you to keep the world safe, I will. I'd rather not, killing isn't something I enjoy, but one life against the world? Soldiers make that call everyday…" Kim turned back to Shego and Ron.
"Like I said Princess, bout time…" She tossed Ron away from her.
"Kim, what are you saying? You can't be you… You wouldn't say this…" Ron tried.
"Ron… You have a big choice to make, and you only get one shot to get the answer right… I'm sorry, but that's the way it is." Kim swung the chain around her waist, letting it catch into the crisscrossed belt design she'd acquired, the shotgun slipping into the chains easily. "This…" Kim transformed, hellfire flaming down her back like hair, black eye sockets boring into Ron harshly, "Is who I am now… Accept it or don't, but it won't change…"
Ron stood staring at back into the dark empty eyes as Kim's words sank in. The shock visibly shaking him, sending him to his knees as the decision is made for him. "Kim… I…" Ron started. He stood, regained his composure then walked out the front door, not looking back
"What's your name Sorcerer?" Kim asked.
"Myrlin…" He said, watching Ron walk across the yard and toward the place they'd hidden the car.
"There's a battle ahead, protect my family and Ron, while Shego and I fight it. Then don't ever come back." Kim turned back toward Shego and her transformation faded.
"Of course…Miss Possible." Myrlin bowed, then he went after the boy.
"Shego…" Kim sighed.
"Yea Princess?" Shego walked over to her.
"I know we're not exactly friends…but after this…" Tears started to form in Kim's eyes.
Shego sighed and pulled the redhead into a tight hug, "Alright Princess, but don't get used to it…" Kim finally let everything that had happened sink in, and she cried hard into Shego's shoulder.
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Betty Director looked at the files and papers on her desk. According to the latest reports, not only had Kim Possible gotten away clean, but they still couldn't find her, the ten year old hacker who helped her, Drakken, Shego, and to top it all off, the men watching Kim's home had fallen asleep and let Ron get away.
She slammed her fist down as she let the frustration get to her, then hit the intercom, "Get Agent Black in here."
A few seconds later the man walked in and looked at her. "You called Dr. Director?"
"You said after the incident at the Possible's that you had an idea on how to find and capture Kim… what is it?" Dr. Director said.
"Well Ma'am, it is a bit unorthodox, but as it seems we're dealing with supernatural forces, I thought a supernatural solution might be in order…" Blackheart's smile slipped through as he drew the parchment from his coat, the symbols on it written in blood.
"What's this?" Dr. Director asked.
"It's from an ancient book called the Grimoire of The Hidden. The language is… long dead, but supposedly, it speaks of a weapon capable of killing demons… a spear head I think…" He watched her eyes as he spoke.
"The Spear of Destiny… that's a legend…" Dr. Director scoffed.
"With all due respect Ma'am… So are demons." Agent Black's face remained straight, but inside Blackheart laughed.
"Do you think you can find it?" She asked.
"I hope so Ma'am, if you'll just sign these orders…"
Next chapter, an emotional collapse, Ron dealing with his pain, Kim's parents meet the devil...