Stepping up
A\N; Ron's on the loose and is ready to party, Shego's bored and looking for fun and Drakken's on edge and about to lash out. Who will snap first?
I once again would like all the people who have just favorited my stroy with a shout out. I formally thank ComeAggainDude, becky199756, Dekei, Shadowdragondanny, Sonicwing44,
And now for the responses!
zolomos; I hope it is worth the wait.
Kakerot Bardockson; Very ticked, you ever been tased?
DJ Rodriguez; I plan on taking the advice of a past reviewer and swich between several POV's.
RKF22; Well Drakken's half right, things will be falling.
CajunBear73; Ha, MC Hammer Monkey Master! That's funny but I was actually trying for more of a Super Sayain 4 god form like thing. And lets be honest, how many of us would want to be Shego's pet?
Neo Tyson; Indeed, makes you wonder what Ron will look like when he achieves full monkey mastery.
zafnak; Sorry, I sometimes have trouble with Grammer, that being said you gotta love a little playful flirting.
Josh Spicer; Hey don't explode in here, the maid doesn't come until next week.
Guest; Hey I ship it.
JustMe (Guest); Thank you for the praise, I think you're really going to enjoy this.
Elay Grimm; ?! I think Google Translate might be messing with me. Thank you for the comments, sorry I'm having so much responding to them.
abdulbutler34; I can't recall which but I know there are a lot of god fanfics about TRon, that being said I plan to leave this open for all ships.
Karlos1234ify; Thank you
blue-eye-white-wing; I'm glad you finally got around to reading this and to be fair, Tara has been seeing Ron for who he was sense Camp Wannaweep.
Thank you to all and, as always, Please, Read Review and Enjoy!
Chapter 9; Into the Storm
"All networks are linked in and we're ready for your speech, Dr. D." Shego said as she and what little men she could actually get to follow her worked at the computer terminals. 'Ron must have really scared the living hell out of them,' she thought to herself, 'These four were the only one's even slightly fazed by my threat and the only one willing to take up my offer for revenge and the sidekick,'
"Excellent," Drakken said as he stood up straight and readied himself, this was his time, all his planning and hard work was about to pay off. Sure there had been a few hiccups here and there, the spotty surveillance for one thing and the buffoon showing up and really threw him for a bit of a loop, but finally the world would be his!
Drakken smiled like the cat that ate the canary as he made his world wide address. "Hello people of earth, this transmission is being broadcast on every channel on every TV all across the planet to deliver this simple message. I am your new king!" Drakken laughed as he gave that aa minute to sink in.
"With my brilliant mind I have amassed an army of robotic war machines and distributed them all across the globe. You will bow to me and my demands or I will rain destruction and lay waste to everything and rebuild from the ground up. It makes no difference to me but the former will save fare more lives."
Drakken leaned in as he said, "And for any who are foolish enough to believe some one will come and save you, allow me to enlightened you." With a snap of his fingers a screen appeared and showed a video of Dr. Director, guns blazing, blowing off the head of another diablo with a vicious glare on her face. "This is Dr. Betty Director, head of Global Justice. As you can see she is unable to do anything but barely hold on.
"Now for any who think you can stop me yourself allow me to introduce exhibit B." This time it was a video of Ron tied up in the storage room, "This is... Uh... well the name escapes me right now but he is the buffoon of teen hero Kim Possible. Ms. Possible had already been taken care of before hand and this fool believed he could stop me." This time a video of Ron fighting played in the background as Drakken continued, "As you can see, he did put up a valent effort but in the end he was no match for me or my people."
From the office of GJ headquarters to every home, and most especially in the gym of Middleton High, everyone watched in horror and what was being displayed... until the doors burst open. Drakken and all of his cronies ducked as the two very heavy doors flew from their hinges clean across the room. Every girl in the gym as well as betty in her office and the Possibles from their torn up home were all thinking the same thing, 'RON!'
Ron walked in confidently, dripping from head to toe with blood and syntho-goo, and a smile that showed he was a little too happy to have spent the last ten minutes tearing apart Drakken's little play things. "Hey there Papa Smurf," Ron said as he flicked his sword free from goo, "How they hanging?" Turning his attention to the now very frightened men, "And what are you doing here, shouldn't you be tied up?"
Raising up his arm up Ron blocked a kick from Shego, "Not bad Ronnie!" she said as she jumped back, "How did you managed to get out of there?" Seeing a drone about to jump on him Ron simply smiled as he thrust his hand, claws out, into it. Shego blinked in surprise before smiling again, "Oh you are just full of surprises."
"Have been all night," Ron said as he crossed his arms, "have no plans to stop now." His smile disappeared when he noticed Drakken making a move for the control pannel. Moving fast Ron pulled a kunai out and threw it into the console and before Drakken had a chance to mock him or continue his attempt the kunai exploded, destroying it.
While Ron was expecting the mad man to have a small breakdown and start throwing a fit of some sort, Drakken only began to start laughing, "You fool," he barked, the same twisted grin on his blue face, "did you really think that all you'd need to do is destroy one little computer?! Every one of my diablos have been programmed to destroy unless otherwise instructed not to. All you've done is doomed the world!"
"Oh please," Ron said with a laugh, "I already know how to get rid of those annoying scraps of metal. I only did that for fun, kinda hoping to burn your eyebrows off if I'm being honest." Ron waited for the laughter to die down before pulling out a small pellet. "But if it means they're just going for pointless destruction I guess I should just take them out, then I can come back and tear you a new one." And with that Ron dropped the pellet, which exploded in smoke.
Both Drakken and Shego coughed for a bit before the smoke cleared and he growled at the lack of baffoons in the room. "Shego! I don't know what he's up to but it can't be good for us, cut him off at the pass!" Drakken snarled. Ordinarily Shego would have some snappy come back to that but the combination of her desire to fight Ron full force and the slightly more deranged look in the doc's eyes stopped her.
Ron ignored the rain as he found himself on the roof, gun in hand and ready for action. As he took aim the gun was knocked out of his hand by a flying kick from Shego. "What's this?" she asked as the gun slid across the roof. "Sorry cutie, you had to have known it wasn't going to be that easy."
A small laugh escaped Ron as he pulled out his tonfa and said, "I'd be disappointed if it had been." All sense of playfulness left Ron as he said, "Alright Shego, no more games and now more flirting, at least for now. Right now it's just you and me, and honorable fight between two warriors." Shego nodded and the two were off.
Shego started by swiping at Ron with her claws but he was able to block with one tonfa while using the other to reinforce the punch to her gut. A hard kick knocked Ron away before he could land his hit but was at least managed to spin it to hit her in the ribs. Shego let loose a blast of her plasma that Ron was just barely able to dodge, unfortunately that left him open to a slash across the chest.
"You're slowing down Ronnie," Shego said as she stared at his shirt, slightly unnerved at the fact that it wasn't cut open. Ron only smirked as he pointed to her chest. She looked down and was shocked to find four long slashes across her chest.
"One of us is. "Ron said, Shego only smiled as she licked her lips and lunged at him again.
Back at the gym everyone watched the exchange in warped awe, the cameras having followed the two onto the roof. "The loser's doing pretty good." Bonnie said in slight shock, in the many years she had known Ron she had never seen anything like this before.
"I've been meaning to ask," Tara said as she walked up to Bonnie, "After everything you've seen tonight, why do you keep calling him a loser?" Tara's lingering feelings for the man and a genuine curiosity drew her to ask her temperamental friend the question every girl in the room was thinking.
Bonnie let out a soft, almost tired sigh as she said, "Honestly, I'm just trying to hold on to some sort of normalcy in this sea of insanity." Tara couldn't help herself, Bonnie and most of the girls around couldn't either, they giggled.
Kim never took her eyes off the screen, somewhere in the back of her mind she had known something was off, not just with Ron but a lot of things in her life. She jumped slightly when she felt a hand on her shoulder. "It's not your fault girl." Monique said calmly.
"It feels like is should be." Kim sighed as she watched her best friend take a kick to the jaw, "I should be there with him, fighting by his side."
"It's his own fault," Eric said in a slightly strained voice, "I don't know why but he never came for you, he chose to go this on his own." Eric wrapped his arms around Kim, "He may be doing well, but what ever happens will be his own doing."
Kim wanted to argue but in some twisted way he was right, Ron could have come to her, should have come to her. It may have been farfetched but there was a good chance that she would have believed him, probably... at the very least she would have looked into it.
At Global Justice HQ Betty Director as well as every other agent at the base anywhere near a TV monitor stood slack jawed as they watched Ron Stoppable, the lovable oafish sidekick of teen hero Kim Possible, springboard of Shego's punch and spin kicked her off to the side of the roof. "Okay," Betty said as she unloaded another round into the diablo in front of her, "when this is all over I m definitely reopening the Ron factor."
Drakken snarled at the screen before him. The baffoon was making Shego look like a fool, he was not only keeping pace with her blow for blow, on many occasion he had managed to get the upper hand on her. This was it, it was the final straw. "He dies tonight, the baffoon dies by my hand tonight!"
Both Ron and Shego were panting as they circled each other. Ron at this point was using his bo because his tonfa had been burned away. Shego had broken several of her nails as well as a rib or two, Ron was obviously not holding back on her.
The two locked arms for what had to be the eighth time that night. "I just wanted to tell you I'm having a great time." Ron said before jumping away, spinning as he did so to wing her as he did.
"You sure know how to show a girl a good time." Shego said as she tried to reignite her palms, when it failed she tried again. "Oh no." she whispered.
Ron pointed the end of his bo at Shego, "I'm guessing you're out of juice?" he asked, when she nodded slightly he smiled softly, "Then we're done, for now at least. Have to say, you were everything I thought you would be in a fighter."
A slow clapping sound could be heard as Drakken walked up, two much larger synthodrones a his side. "Well done, uh... you..."
With a groan Ron face palmed himself as he asked out loud, "It's Ron, Ron Stoppable!" Turning to Shego he asked, "It's not that hard to remember is it?" When she shrugged, never really sure herself why Dr. Drakken never seemed to remember his name.
"Well it's not like it really matters much anymore," Drakken said with a bright smile before it turn dark, very very dark, "because I am going to end you right here and now," noticing the still running camera bots he smiled even darker, "live on TV for all to see."
Ron's eyes narrowed sharply, he could tell that Drakken was serious, dead serious. 'My death if he can follow threw on his threat.' he thought as he took a subtle fighting stance and tried to make it look like he was unfazed, "I maybe a bit worn out fighting Shego but if she couldn't take me out at her best, what makes you think you can at yours?" Ron really didn't like the smirk that crossed Drakken's face, it was the only one he could actually call evil.
Drakken laughed as he held up a remote that even at a distance Ron could tell he had just thrown together, "All night you have been messing with what you don't understand and I have been sending idiotic henchmen and worthless machines to do what I should have in the first place."
With the push of the button a diablo robot flew down behind the cackling Drakken. The diablo was a different from the others, it was a dark blue with actual hands rather than claws. The chest of the robot opened and cables shot out and wrapped around the mad man, "I AM GOING TO END YOU HERE AND NOW! NOW DIE!" he screeched as he was pulled into the war machine.
