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Phantasma

Chapter 10: Honor Among Heroes

As Kim slowly came back to consciousness, the first thing she noticed was that she was in a different room then before, thankfully gas free. She got back to her feet, slightly dizzy, and immediately noticed her feet were cold. She looked down to notice her shoes missing on the steel floor. Further inspection found all her equipment was missing, too. Her Kimmunicator, her grappling hook, everything! She also noticed a strange device attached to her ankle with a blinking green light.

After she was done expecting herself, she looked around the room and noticed a water tank with shark fins circling around it. From experience, Kim knew that if there was a shark tank, there was something of value above it. She looked up and saw Ron on an elevated platform locked in a steel clasp, also without shoes. He too was just starting to gain consciousness. Instinctively, Kim called, "Ron!" and attempted to rescue him, but she was quickly interrupted by the flashing on of a giant monitor.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Fräulein Possible," Professor Dementor spoke through the monitor. "I'm sure you've noticed the device wrapped around your ankle?"

"Yeah," Kim said, "and I've also noticed we're without shoes..."

"I'll get to that," Dementor mentioned. "But look around you." Kim did look around and noticed she was standing on the inside of a glowing red circle. Dementor continued, "If you take one step outside of that that circle, your precious little sidekick vill be dropped in to the tank below him und vill become the dinner of my genetically enhanced dachshund-headed sharks!" As if on cue, the source of the fins lept out of the water. Sure enough, they were large sharks with the furry heads of dachshunds, and the combining of the species was further defined with the shark bodies being comically elongated.

"Oh, that is just wrong!" Ron said.

"I have also done the same thing with your own little freak of nature," Dementor said, motioning to another side of the room.

Sure enough, Rufus was in the same predicament as Kim, in a glowing red circle with a device around his tiny hind leg. He squeaked out a displeased, "Hey," taking offense to being called a freak.

"I have also stripped you of your gadgets und gizmos to make your escape that much more difficult!" Dementor proudly exclaimed.

"Yeah, that's fine and dandy," Ron said, "but why did you take our shoes? It's just, I dunno, unconventional."

"Don't think I haven't seen all of those super secret agent films," Dementor said. "Those people using their shoes und hats to hit things out of their reach und save the day. It's an embarrassment to the supervillain name!"

"Well, at least he does his homework," Ron complimented the evil genius.

"Now you two shall sit helplessly as the vorld vill freeze over under my hand!" Dementor cried. He then slyly added, "Unless..."

"Unless what?" Kim asked, agreeing to hear Dementor out.

"I vill let your sidekick go free," Dementor bargained, "und maybe, just maybe, stop freezing the vorld if you give me your battle suit!"

"Never!" Kim immediately rejected. Kim used a special battle suit for especially dangerous missions, and it granted her a great deal of power. Dementor had been trying to get his hands on it ever since he experienced the suit firsthand, yet it always eluded him.

"Oh, come on!" Dementor pleaded. "Not even the blueprints?"

"Forget it, Dementor!" Kim said, making her point clear. "I don't know what you plan on doing with the battle suit, but I don't intend to find out!"

"Fine then!" Dementor angrily spat. "Before the vorld freezes over, I'll be sure to let it know that it vas because Kim Possible couldn't comply to a simple exchange! THIS VILL ALL BE ON YOUR HEAD!!!" And the monitor blanked out.

Now that they were to themselves, they had time to analyze their situation. "Okay, this is a fairly simple," Kim said. "We just have to find a way for me to cross the circle without you going into the tank. Easy enough."

"Yeah, we've been in worse situations before," Ron agreed. "I mean there's a lot of things worse than me being hung up on a platform while you're a hundred feet away and I drop to most certain doom if you step outside a barrier with everything that can possibly help me being way out of arm's reach."

"Such as?" Kim asked.

"Well, I can't name any right now," Ron said right away, "but there are some." While in conversation, Ron noticed that neither he nor Kim had to raise each other's voice to hear each other, to which he complimented, "Wow, the acoustics in this room are incredible!"

"Wait a minute!" Kim suddenly remembered. "Ron, try to use your mystical monkey powers."

"Oh, right!" Ron remembered as well. "I always forget I have that!" Ron then closed his eyes, as if entering a trance.

A few years ago, Ron was bestowed the mystical monkey powers from ancient Cambodian artifacts so he could combat the evil kung-fu master Monkey Fist. While his powers mostly remained dormant, he was able to call them up to stop an alien invasion from taking over the world. Surely he could use his powers to free himself, stop Dementor, return the cryovator, and be back home in time for dinner.

Ron dug deep, and with a mighty cry and a mighty push against his binding... nothing. Ron yelled again and pushed against the clamp harder, and it still did nothing. At this point, Ron was just trying to squirm out of the clamp. He finally gave up and excused, "I guess my monkey powers don't want to be used right now."

"That's great," Kim sighed. She then said, "Now what?"

"Okay, Kim, this may sound a little extreme," Ron suggested, "but the best thing I can come up with is for you to cross the barrier."

"What?!" Kim said, shocked that Ron would come up with such an idea. "Ron, you know I'm too far from you to get to you in time!"

"I know," Ron said. "But there's a chance that the increased danger will trigger my monkey powers and we can stop Dementor from there."

"Ron, you're the world to me!" Kim urged. "I can't risk losing you!"

"Oh, I'm so glad you love me that much!" Ron said, alleviated that Kim rejected the idea. "But that still doesn't give us a whole lot of options."

"I have one," someone said from above. Kim, Ron, and Rufus looked up and from on top of a large computer console, Phantasma appeared, and seemed to be holding a tape recorder in her hand.

"Phantasma?!" Kim said, surprised. "How long have you been up there?"

"Forget how long she's been up there," Ron said, then pointed out, "why is she even here at all?"

"I showed up at about your whole sacrifice gagfest," Phantasma said. "Anyway, you two should be glad I even showed up."

"Yeah, so are you gonna get us out of this mess or what?" Ron asked, anxious to be free from his predicament.

"I will," Phantasma assured. "You just have to do something for me first."

"Phantasma," Kim impatiently said, "this isn't very heroic of you."

"It's not much," Phantasma said. "I just want you to say that I'm a better hero, no wait, a way better hero than you."

"What?!" Kim said, outraged.

"Preferably in this tape recorded," Phantasma said, holding up her tape recorder.

"There's a mad man in this facility focused on freezing the world," Kim said, "and the only thing you care about is being better than me?"

"Did you just say there was a supervillian here?" Phantasma said, intrigued. "Well in that case, forget the tape recording. Taking out a mad man focused on freezing the world will get me way more hits." She dropped her tape recorder to the floor, which shattered on impact, and took to the air, flying past Kim and Ron taunting, "Later, Possible!"

As soon as Phantasma flew through a nearby door, Kim attempted to go after her in an outrage, until Ron reminded her, "Kim! Kim! Barrier!"

Kim stopped just before her toes reached the red line, thankful that Ron was there to snap some sense into her. "Thanks, Ron," she said. "It's just that the first time I met her, she seemed so arrogant and selfish. I guess I can confirm my feelings over her now."

"Yeah, she is not a nice lady," Ron said. "Let's just get over that and find a way out of this."

Pacing around her barless cell, Kim noticed the broken tape recorder. A new idea hatched, Kim removed her belt (for fashion more than function, naturally), and slid her body over the barrier, making sure her anklet stayed within the line.

"Kim, what are you doing?" Ron had to know.

"I'm trying to fish the broken tape recorder pieces," Kim said, whipping her belt with the heavier buckle end at the pieces. After she was successfully able to pull a piece in, she explained, "I think I can throw the pieces at one of the computers and either undo your clasp or deactivate mine or Rufus' anklet."

"Alright, way to go, KP!"

Meanwhile, in the cryovator control room, Professor Dementor's goons were making constant monitor on the status of the cryovator and its progress on freezing the world. "Professor," one updated, "satellites show that all of Belgium, the Netherlands, Luxembourg, and Denmark are at the mercy of your plan."

"Excellent!" Dementor shouted, pleased. He further ranted, "In it will be only hours before I have all of Europe in a new ice age, und in a matter of day, the entire vorld vill be complete frozen! Und best of all, KIM POSSIBLE IS POWERLESS TO STOP ME!!!"

"Kim Possible was powerless to begin with," a voice interrupted Dementor's rant. The mad professor turned around and saw a specter-like being hovering overhead. She continued, "Maybe you should fight some one with actual powers."

Dementor gasped and began to speak, "Vell, if it isn't... Um..." Dementor had been so used to Kim Possible being in this situation that he had to politely ask, "Who are you, exactly?"

Bonnie sighed and explained, "I'm Phantasma, the superhero that stopped a bank robbery and... ugh, saved a cat."

"Ha!" Dementor had to laugh. "You do two good deeds for one small town und you think you can step up to the big leagues of evil geniuses? Vat are you going to do to me? Disappear, sneak up behind me, und go 'boo?'"

"I wouldn't take me lightly, evil guy," Bonnie threatened.

"Oh, you shouldn't vorry about me," Dementor assured. "You should vorry about them! TAKE HER DOWN!!!" At that order, Dementor's goons upholstered their weapons and opened fire.

Bonnie quickly flew out of the way and retaliated with ecto blasts of her own, able to disarm several then swoop in for a finishing blow. She took out one goon with a rising uppercut then swooped back down to grab another one by the ankle. She swung the goon around and around in the air and then released him at two other henchmen, throwing him with enough force to send the others flying into a computer terminal and knock all three unconscious. She was just getting started.

Kim threw another broken tape recorder piece at a distant computer console. It hit the console, but nothing happened. "Just keep at it, KP!" Ron encouraged. "You're bound to do something!"

"I just hope the something will help us," Kim responded. Kim picked up another chunk and chucked it at the computer console again. At impact, she heard something beep. It didn't free Ron, and it didn't free her. She did hear a squeak of joy as she noticed Rufus was out of his anklet. "Rufus," she instinctively commanded, "go to that computer console and get us out of here!"

Rufus saluted with a quick, "Aye-aye!" and headed towards the computer console. After scurrying up the console, he observed all the buttons and levers. After seemingly pushing buttons at random, Kim's anklet finally fell off and the clamp trapping Ron finally opened up. After both got out of what was trapping them and a quick semi-mandatory hug, the two rushed over to a door to another room. At reaching the door, a keyboard folded out from it.

"I should've figured that there'd be a password system to this," Kim said. "If only I had my Kimmunicator to contact Wade."

"Try 'lederhosen,'" Ron suggested.

"'Lederhosen?'" Kim asked, puzzled.

"We'll, he's supposed to be German, right?" Ron hypothesized. "Maybe the password's something German related."

"It's better than nothing," Kim said, typing the word. She hit the enter key and was welcomed by a digitized voice saying, "Access denied."

"Okay, that's a no-go," Ron stated the obvious. "Try 'dachshund,' 'frankfurter,' 'oompa,' 'luftballoons...'"

"Vat are you fools doing?!" Dementor shouted, disappointed with his henchmen's performance against Bonnie. "Ground her! Knock her out! REMOVE HER FOOTWEAR!!!"

Bonnie kept herself above the ground in a battle against the last two remaining henchmen, using her dance skills from cheerleading and fourteen years of ballet to form a unique fighting style of her own. After skillfully weaving away from lumbering punches, she finished the fight with a spinning pirouette kick around both the henchmen's jaws, knocking them out cold.

Seeing his options limited, Dementor tried to escape to another section of his lair, preferably the room with the escape pods. His path was cut off when Bonnie suddenly appeared in front of him a grabbed him by his collar. She threatened, "You better tell me how to shut your machine off, or you're in for a world of hurt!"

Dementor laughed hysterically. "You really think you can beat information out of me?" he said. "My plan is already taking effect and you think I'll just give it up?! I vill tell you that the machine can be shut down by a code, but only I know it. Unless you have some sort of special mind-reading power, the code stays with me und the vorld shall freeze!"

"Well, I guess there's only one thing to do then," Bonnie shrugged. She threw Dementor to the ground and ignited her hands.

"Vat are you doing?" Dementor asked. Bonnie then fired an energy beam at the cryovator and after a few seconds, it exploded and sent many pieces of debris all over the lab.

"I don't need a code to do that," Bonnie pointed out.

"HOW COULD YOU?!?" Dementor cried. "All the vork I had to do from stealing the machine, then converting it into a doomsday device by-"

"Hey, evil guy!" Bonnie interrupted. "When you wake up, tell the officials that Phantasma stopped you. 'Kay?"

"Vake up?" Dementor said. "Vat do you-" Bonnie knocked him out with a single super-strong punch in the face, sending him flying across the room. She then took a large heavy piece of the cryovator, lifting it like it was cardboard, and placed it on top of Dementor, pinning him so he can't escape when he wakes up. The mission done, Bonnie looked at her handiwork and said, "That was easy enough."

"Access denied," the computer voice said again.

"Ugh, what else could it be?!" Kim said losing her patience.

"I dunno," Ron said, "I ran out of German words at 'bratwurst.'"

"At this point, it gotta be something we least expect," Kim theorized. "What would a mad genius least expect to make his password?" Just then, a light went on in Kim's head and she went right back to the keyboard. After she hit enter...

"Access approved."

"Alright, KP!" Ron cried. "What'd you type in?"

"Password," Kim simply answered.

"Wow, it was that easy?"

As the door opened, the first thing she caught eye of was Phantasma flying down the hallway.

Phantasma stopped as soon as she noticed Kim on the other side of the door, then touch ground so to perhaps share some words with her. "Already taken care of," she proudly informed.

"You took down Dementor?" Kim asked, shocked.

"And did you find our gear?" Ron added. "And our shoes?"

"Yes and why would I?" Phantasma answered them both. "You know, regular bad guy/good guy stuff. He had his minions attack me, I knocked them out, I destroyed his machine, I knocked him-"

"Wait a minute," Ron had to interrupt. "You destroyed his machine? You destroyed the flash freezing cryovator?!?"

"Uh, yeah," Phantasma said without a care.

"How could you destroy the machine that locks in the flavors of sweet mini corn dog goodness?!"

"Do you always spaz out like this or-"

"SWEET MINI CORN DOG GOODNESS!!!" Ron exploded, now gaining a personal vendetta with the super being. "I've tried to be skeptical of you, Phantasma. I thought maybe you and us could team up on a few missions. But after a careless act like that, there's no way I can-"

Phantasma cut Ron's rant by igniting her hand in front of his face and threatening, "Don't tempt me, Stoppable."

"Tempting?" Ron said, suddenly nervous and letting out short hysterical chuckles. "Who's tempting? I'm certainly not tempting. Kim, did you notice anyone was tempting? Because I certainly-"

"Just cram it already!" Phantasma had to interrupt. "I took out the bad guy, alright? You can go find your whatever now. I probably have another mission waiting for me already." With that, she took off and flew through the building's ceiling, leaving Kim and especially Ron with a bitter feeling.

"I see why you don't like her," Ron said.

"Yeah!" Rufus added, followed by him blowing a raspberry.

"Let's just get our stuff back," Kim suggested, going down the hallway.

As Kim and Ron entered Dementor's control room, they saw the damage that Phantasma had done to both Dementor, his men, and the cryovator. Rufus gave a frightened gasp at the scene of the destroyed flash freezer, to which Ron ensured, "Fear not, my naked friend. The person that did this will pay. And rest assured, she will pay dearly." After his stoic words, he continued to observe the room and then cheerfully noticed, "Hey, our shoes!"

"And our gear!" Kim added. She rushed over to and opened up the transparent containment center they were being stored in and immediately activated her Kimmunicator. "Come in, Wade!"

The Kimmunicator showed Wade at his computer, being glad to say, "Kim! I'm glad you're alright! So, did you stop Dementor?"

Kim hesitated to answer, but finally admitted, "Well, Dementor captured us, then that Phantasma showed up and took him out. She showed up right in front of us and didn't even try to help us!"

"Let's be fair," Ron said, putting his shoes back onto his freezing feet, "if she hadn't dropped that tape recorder, I'd probably be dachshund-head shark food by now."

"I just wanna know how she even got here," Kim pondered. "Do you think Pop Pop Porter contacted her, too?"

"He didn't," Wade said. There was a brief moment of awkward silence before Wade admitted, "I did."

"You what?!" Kim couldn't believe it. "But Wade, she's trying to compete with us!"

"Sorry, Kim," Wade tried to explain himself. "Desperate times called for desperate measures. I just asked her to save you, I didn't say anything about stopping Dementor."

"Well," Kim said, "I guess as long as we're here, perhaps the authorities will assume Ron and I did the work and-"

"Kim!" Wade interrupted. "Are you suggesting that we take the credit for someone else's work? Isn't that a little out of character for you?"

"Phantasma wants a competition," Kim explained. "I'm just giving her one."

"Kim, you might want to take a look at this," Ron said, pointing to the slab of metal that Dementor was pinned underneath.

Kim came over and found herself surprised at what she saw. There was writing engraved into the metal that trapped Dementor, as if Phantasma was prepared for just what Kim had suggested. The words "Phantasma Was Here" were engraved in the debris, with the domain name "Phantasma(dot)com" written just beneath.

"So," Ron said, "about giving her that competition..."