Ace Ian Combat- I couldn't think of anywhere else for her to find it, it had to be as casual as can be. I mean, who could have torn out the page when the dust said it hadn't been touched in years? Since we can't figure that out, I decided to make it randomly appear there…plus, I wanted y'all to find out the rest of the legend before I continue lol.

Ritax91- I'm glad you like Mercy!

Anexandra- Lol, I'm glad you're enjoying this story!

"Monkey Fist…" Mercy whispered, the unopened soda can rolling away. She felt her heart shiver once more and felt her lungs tighten, making it difficult for her to breathe. "H-How did you get into my…my house? How did you f-find me?" She cursed herself silently for stuttering.

"Easy, I looked up the name Manor and found this small cozy house…ironic naming." He spoke with a grin, picking up the muffin she had dropped. He took a bite out of it and looked faintly surprised. "Crunchy on the outside and moist on the inside…my, my, I must say this is delicious."

Finding a small bit of courage, she stood straight and crossed her arms under her bosom. "I'm sure you didn't come to compliment my aunt's cooking." With that being said, Monkey Fist suddenly took a few steps closer. He placed his hands on either side of her head as she leaned back, feeling the wall behind her. Her gloved hands shook slightly as she placed them on the wall to support herself.

There was something about his eyes that calmed her down. But the fact that he, a villain, had snuck into her home and was intimidating her by slinking into her personal bubble space…that terrified her. She had seen what he was capable of, she had felt his abnormally strong strength when he punched her nose (which still hurt), she had heard his threats to shove her off a temple…she knew exactly how cold he was. And yet…he was a gentleman about it. She feared him while she didn't fear him.

"Tell me…Why do you hide your eyes behind such grotesque glasses?" He murmured, lightly touching the scars. She inhaled sharply before slapping his hand away, glaring.

"My sunglasses are way better than that kimono you wear." She sneered, glancing up and down at his outfit.

"It is not a kimono!" He exclaimed.

"Uh-huh, you call it what you want and deny the truth, Monkey Fist. I need a shower and maybe a real meal…so leave." Mercy said calmly though her heart was racing.

Monkey Fist grinned and leaned closer, "Obviously you are oblivious to why I'm here."

Feeling claustrophobic, she looked around with panic glazed over her eyes before kicking him in the stomach, sending him a few steps back. Taking advantage of the small opening, she dodged his arms and ran towards the door. The staircase was merely five feet away from the door, making her take a few steps up it to throw him off. When he tried to grab her, she jumped over the edge and turned the doorknob. Just as she opened it an inch, a monkey hand (or was it a foot?) slammed it closed.

Mercy yelped in shock and stumbled back, her back hitting staircase. It was obvious he was extremely annoyed and pissed off, for the wild gleam in his eye matched his wild hair. He leaned forward and held out his hand. "The jewels, both of them. Now!"

"I…Halima has them…I don't." She whispered, her terrified mind trying to think of a plan. The last thing she needed was this enraged strong guy to bash her head in and leave her there till her aunt and uncle… That gave her an idea. "My aunt and uncle will be back at any minute!"

Monkey Fist chuckled softly. "I know for a fact they went on a trip for two weeks. My dear, you don't actually believe I'm stupid, do you?"

Annoyed, she shrugged, "You really want me to answer that?" Okay, so that plan had failed. Maybe she could trick him for a moment. "Do you even know the history behind the jewels?"

"Hm…" He stepped back and looked thoughtful, "…No, I'm afraid I don't. However, I do know what will happen when I have them all!" Suddenly she punched him in the face, hearing a slight crack. She hit him in the nose! Revenge was sweet damn it! He stumbled back, holding his now bleeding nose and giving her the chance to escape once more.

The door flew open as she sprinted outside. It was dark yet the sun was still out, peering over Middleton from behind a hill. The wind was cold and made her lungs ache as she ran down the sidewalks, giving a sign that winter was near by. She sprinted in boots, her footsteps echoing loudly. She hadn't the slightest idea if Monkey Fist was behind her or far away but she didn't care!

Suddenly she gasped and slid to a stop, seeing the black car coming. Looking around for a place to hide, she gasped again to feel hands grip her arms tightly. "Monkey Fist, please!" She begged, sensing the car coming closer. "Please, I need to hide! That car, the people will kill me, please!" The seriousness of the situation settled in her mind, bringing tears in her eyes. She'd be shot if they saw her, but the villain wouldn't let her hide.

His eyes remained hard and cold as he studied her, glancing briefly at the car coming closer. "Please, they'll recognize me! I-I'll give you the jewels, anything you want, please!"

Suddenly he turned so he was before her, blocking her from the cars vision. To make it seem less suspicious, he grabbed a fist full of her hair and slammed their lips together. It looked as though they were a couple making out. His tongue slithered into her mouth and her eyes widened before slowly closing in guilty pleasure. Even after the car left, they battled with their tongues.

Finally the need for air was too great and they pulled away, both shocked at what had just happened. Mercy's hands which rested on his shoulders shook as she exhaled slowly, a cloud of white icy air forming from her lips. He did the same, his eyes widened.

As if snapping out of a daze, he grabbed the green banana shape jewel from her necklace and turned, running off. Mercy stood there, shaking but not from the cold air. Subconsciously she placed her fingertip on her lips, a smile growing slightly. He kissed her…saved her life…something told her it wasn't just the desire to get the jewel.

Kim and Halima sat at the park bench, both re-reading the story at least ten times. So Mikira had destroyed the North after Kachada choose Nina…and she locked up the three jewels. They had the emerald, they had the onyx…they needed the blue one, the one of the mountain.

After telling Wade to search the mountains, she stood and looked around. Despite the fact that it was cold and dark, she felt unsafe. As if…as if someone was watching her. It was absolutely unnerving to know someone was watching, but not knowing who.

Ignoring the feeling, she smiled at Halima who sat on her head, holding onto the torn page and chattering. They walked home which was merely a mile away. Kim glanced to her side and thought she saw a smiling woman…but it didn't make sense.

When she got home, she placed Halima in the Tweeb's room, knowing for a fact that she'd have fun, and put the torn page on her dresser. The kitten was sleeping soudly still. Exhaustion swept over her, forcing her to fall on her bed and sleep without changing clothes.

In her dream, a black haired woman in her twenties was kissing her. She lay in bed, in a bed that felt like clouds. The woman dressed in nothing but a dark green thong kissed her deeply as she tied up the cheerleader's wrist to the bed post above. Kim felt the woman's free hand travel down her stomach, down into her pants. Who was she?

"Princess…" The woman whispered.

"Shego!" Kim's eyes opened from the dream and she sat up, searching her room feverishly. Everyone was normal. The house was quiet, signaling that everyone was asleep. It was so silent that you could hear a pin drop. But something was wrong…Why did her dream feel so real?

Kim shuddered suddenly and looked around, wondering why it was so cold. Wait…She had made sure her window was closed before crashing into a dead slumber. Why was it open? That question made the hair on the back of her neck stand up.

Shego had been in her room.

Ron sat in his room, staring at the pictures of Kim. They had always been friends…always. Ever since Pre-school, they hung out and tolerated each other. She saved him countless times, both on a mission and off. If she had the courage to do that…why didn't he have the courage to tell her the truth?

"That's it Rufus…I'm telling her tomorrow at school!" He exclaimed to the sleeping rodent.

Will Ron really tell Kim he loves her? What about Mercy? How is she going to react to Monkey Fist now? Will he come back? (Duh.) And how does Kim react to the realization that Shego was not only in her dreams, but in her room too? 5 reviews!