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I DO NOT OWN Kim Possible it belongs to Disney. This is a re-boot the original story was titled identities by Neoalfa. id: 6672773. I have gotten the A-OK from Neoalfa to continue.
Ron walked over to the staircase Wade had pointed out. He walked up the stairs as quietly as possible. Once he reached the hallway at the top of the stairs he peeked his head out to see if there were any henchmen. Luckily there were none. The hallway was void of life just like the lobby had been. On his left the wall was made entirely out of glass. It was pouring outside. He hoped Vivian had found shelter nearby. He didn't want to see the poor girl wet from heat to toe. He remembered what she was wearing. It was a skintight suit that outlined her sexy figured.
"Ok stoppable head in the game." He thought to himself.
He neared the end of the hallway, and saw a door halfway open. He peeked trough the door. He saw two of Drakken's henchmen sitting in front of a wide screen. It was monitoring the Diablo's progress. I enter trough the door luckily they seemed to be too engrossed in their conversation to notice me.
"Ahh!. What is Hashimoto so long? All he had to do was get us some snacks from the bending machine downstairs."
"Yea. The big show is about to begin. He would not want to miss it."
"I'm afraid he is going to miss the show." Ron said from behind.
The two man turn their heads around. As soon as they did Ron slammed their faces together with enough force to hear a loud *crack* of both their teeth smashing against each other. "Booyah" Ron said.
Ron looked at the monitor for a few seconds. He had two options. One was to destroy it, which was the easiest one, but would alert Drakken of his presence. Two he could waste some time in dealing with the password. He decided on the second choice. He wanted to keep the element of surprise.
Ron saw one of the henchmen regain conscious. He walked over to him and grabbed his hair. He decided to let some of the jester out to interrogate the man. He needed the password, and he was not about to was time trying to find it.
" Yo moron! I'm looking for something, and you are the lucky guy who gets to tell me where it is." Ron had a sadistic grin on his face.
The henchman looks at Ron and smirks. He remembers him, and thinks nothing of him. If anything he laugh at him. The man says " you are nothing but the buffon. What can y*scrunch* gah!.
Before the man could finish his sentence Ron smashes his face with his fist.
" Alright Moron. Tell you what? Every time I don't hear an answer I want to hear I'll rearrange your face a little more. Ok."
" What the fuck man! I'm gon* crunch* gahh!."
" Can't say we did not warn him." The Jester said inside Ron head.
"Let's try this again shall we." Ron said. He placed his foot on the man head and applied pressure on it.
The man screamed in agony. "I'll ask you again where is the power box". Ron said increasing the pressure on the mans head.
The henchmen screamed and said " gahhh. Ok ok the its right over there, but you need a keycard to open it. Only Shego and Dr. Drakken have it."
"Are you sure?" Ron said increasing the pressure.
The man screamed and finally said "ok, ok here take just please stop!."
The man saw Ron raised his foot and knew what he was going to do. He begged and said " Please do *crunch*." Before he could finish Ron had already done it. The loud sound coming from his head suggested that Ron had cracked the man's skull. Not that he cared at all.
Ron opens the door and seas the power box. Before he could turn the power off, the kimmunicator vibrated. Ron took it out and saw Wade.
" Hey, Wade" Ron said with his goofy smile.
"Ron!, you have ten minutes before Drakken takes over the world."
Ron started to panic, but calmed down after his panic attack and said " Ok Wade I'm on it." Ron said. He shut down the power, and put the kimmunicator on his pocket. He raced to the top of BN third floor where Drakken was located.
He ran through the hallways not caring if anyone heard him. He ran as fast as he could to the thirdfloor, but encounter 3 synthodrones. Before any of them could react Ron had kicked one of the three down. The goo splatter all over the floor. That took care of one.
Ron punched the Synthodrone closest to him, and send him flying. Sadly this one did not splatter like the first one. The other synthodrone quickly punch Ron in the gut. Making him fall flat on his back. The other Synthodrone came running towards Ron ready pounce on him. Ron saw it coming and used his legs to push him out the window. Leaving only one to take of. Luckily he remembered he had the nun chucks from the ninja. Ron threw the nun chucks at the Synthodrone making a hole on his chest. This caused it to deflate. He had never used them before so he did what he could. Ron picked up the nun chuck and placed them in his back pocket again. He wasted five minutes fighting them.
He wasted no time and ran through the rest of the hallway, and race up the flight of stairs that lead to the thirdfloor.
I'm about to reach the end of the stair case when I let the Jester take control. I feel a grin appear on my face. The shackles of my sanity are gone when the Jester took Control. I had promised him some fun, and first crack at the smurf. I reach the end of the stairs, and see Drakken. I jump as high as I can, and with a deadly spinning kick and plant it on the smurf face. It gives us great satisfaction. I mange to listen to some of the smurf words before my kick lands on his face sending him flying across the room.
"…. And the world will forever remember the name and bow before the mighty Doctor Drak *Crack*. His speech is cut short by the sudden kick in the face.
"BOOOYAAHHH! THE RON MAN CAME TO PLAY!". I land in the middle of fifteen to twenty goons. I notice a screen with London, New York, Moscow, and Egypt. All across the world the Diablo's are covering the skies. Next to it there is a clock counting down. I have 4 minutes before Drakken wins. I notice the panel I have to destroy.
The goons converge around Ron ready to beat him to a pulp. They all notice the smile on his face. It didn't seem normal for someone about to get beaten senseless to smile like that. It gave them an odd feeling. They simply shrug it off. It was just the sidekick what could he do anyway.
The first henchmen stepped up he tried to hit Ron in the face. Ron/ Jester as they were fighting as one. They are grabbed his arm-twisting it behind his back causing it to pop out his shoulder socket sending the man screaming in pain. Ron saw the rest becoming more cautious. He used the man as a meat shield limiting the number of men that could attack at once.
They all started punching and kicking. Ron used the man to shield himself receiving less damage. He used the man to his advantage by not only blocking hits, but as support to perform incredible techniques. He punched, and kicks with lighting jab, and kicks knocking out some of the henchman. He revived a few hits on his ribcage breaking at least 2 ribs. He ignore the pain with all the adrenaline flowing trough his system. He kept looking at the clock he had two minutes. There were at least 10 henchmen left.
Ron was growing tired of this. He was also running out of time. He pushed down the man he was using as a shield to the ground, and fell on his knees. Ron stepped on his back, and did a somersault in the air and a full split hitting two guy with his feet knocking them out. He ran past the rest of the henchmen.
I'm right in front of my goal with thirty seconds on the clock. I drive my whole arm trough the plastic cover that is protecting the box, and rip out as many wire as I can. There is an incredible amount of electricity passing trough my body, and I scream at the top of my lungs. The pain is insurable, and my arm is on fire. I work quickly to put it out. My arm burn, and completely blackened. I don't recognize as my own anymore. The pain still there. Luckily I don't pass out with all the adrenalin in my body. I thrown the device in front of the henchman and tell them "Disappear now!" in a low voice, and a growl. They do as I say. They know they have lost.
Ron walk between all the henchman, they look scared, and surprise. The sidekick had foil Dr. Drakken's plan alone. Ron stop in front of Drakken with a cold stare. Drakken was unconscious trough most of the fight as the kick he receive was too string for him.
"Uhhhh. What happened? Where are you going? What about my….. NOO!."
"Deal with it dude." Ron said in a cold undertone in his voice.
"But you just the sidekick, you are only the Buffon."
"You went to far this time smurfie."
" You have got to be kidding me. Uh the name escapes me…..um"
"Say my name….. SAY IT!"
"Uhh.. ahhh…. It's Rooon…. Ron Stoppable! *Crack*. Ron delivers a final blow knocking him out for a few ours. Enough time for GJ to pick him up.
"Booyah" . He says in a low whisper.
Middleton Junior Prom.
This is the perfect night the music, the dance, Erik. Everything is wonderful. I know its silly, but I think he is the one. I've only known him for a couple of weeks. He is just perfect. I think I'm falling for him.
Yet there is something that is bothering me. I have this nagging feeling that something is missing something important. I can't put my finger on it. I'm sure is nothing?
" A penny for you thoughts Kim. What's wrong?" Erik says snapping Kim out.
" It's really nothing important." Kim says. Shrugging the feeling away.
" I hope I'm not a bad dance. Just relax, and enjoy the evening." His concern how touching he really is perfect.
"You're a spankin' dancer." Kim says.
Erik wraps his arm around her waist. She wraps her arm around his neck. They look at each other eyes, and dance. They don't realize their lips are almost touching. They were about to kiss when.
*SLAM*
The gym door burst open drawing everyone's attention. A panting figure fall to his knees catching hi breath. It's Ron …. Reager?
*Anf*… Guy…. *Anf*…. Outside…* Anf* the sky… *Anf* …. Look…. Possible.
Kim goes outside, and sees or rather can't see the sky. It covered by robots. A closer look tells her is the little Diablo's. She is shocked, and manages to say one word in a whisper "Ron…."
" Kim! The Diablo's toys are evil. It's Drakken. It's one of his plots." Kim thinks back.
"Gorw up!"
"Loser"
Ron was right. How could those little toys become so big it's not possible, and yet here they are in front of me. The thing that I said to him. I lost my best friend. I didn't even check if it was true. Why didn't I… Why?.
" Oy! Its on tv."some one can be hear speaking snapping my attention.
I close the door and direct everyone inside.
They are new reports about the Diablos. They are everywhere London, New York, Moscow, Egypt. The Dj lowers down the projector so everyone can see.
"Currently reporting from New York. The popular Diablo's are on a rampage. They grow Fifteen feet tall….." The channel is change. London " Where did they come from. We have gotten word that they are everywhere. We advise everyone to stay inside….." Moscow " The toys seem to only attack those walking outside. We advise everyone to stay inside. Do not try to fight them. They can somehow heal themselves. They can't be destroy…." The signal is lost there is only static now. I have to call Wade. Ron is in trouble I have to help him. I can't believe I brush him off like that.
I reach for my purse, but the kimmunicator isn't there. Ron took it, but I have to call Wade. I still have my cell phone. I reach for it, but I am stop by someone… Tara?
" You!.. He came to warn you. He asked you to trust him. You treated him like garbage."
I can't find the words to reply. Her words sting so much. I did this, its all my fault. Now he is out there fighting alone. I find the strength to talk " I…. I don't know…..I….. It sounded ridiculous" lies I wanted to be the princess at the ball.
"Bullshit! He warned you. He asked for you trust.. and you spit on it."
Tara? This person who is always soft-spoken, shy. I feel the world around me falling apart. Then I feel a firm grasp on my wrist. It's Erik?
"Erik let me go. I have to do something."
"Kim there is nothing you can do its too late. If you go outside those things will attack. You heard the man on TV."
"You are tight Erik.." He smiles at that. "… but I can't let it end like this. Ron needs my help. I need to reach Wade, and save him. He can't handle Drakken alone."
The smile on his face fades. He looks sad.
" Please Kim. Let the authorities handle it. They will take Care of this Drakken. Please stay. I love you."
He lets go of my wrist, and gives me a warm hug. I'm almost temped to give in. To let someone else handle it for once. But I can't deny the reality in front of me. I have to help Ron. He break the hug looks into me eyes and kisses me. It takes me by surprise, and I offer no resistance.
When our lips break apart I'm sure there is a dazzle look in my eyes." Erik wow. I'm happy… I think I love you. But I owe to Ron to try at least. I need to make it up to him. I screwed up big time.
The smile on his face changes from happy to enrage. His voice change also.
" So you choose him over me. You choose that loser". His cold words are nothing like he was a few moments ago. The warm tone in his voice ha disappeared now.
" Erik. Its not like that its not about choosing between you and him his my friend, and his not a loser." Hypocrite. Hypocrite I called him that myself. I did it. Me. Me. the greatest friend for twelve years.
" You called him that yourself remember. What? Now situation turned on you, you run to his defense. Well regardless I can't let you interfere."
Before I can ask him what he meant by that. Six synthodrones burst trough the gym door." Erik. Get back there are Drakken synthodrones. I have to fight." I feel him grasp my wrist again. "Erik. Let me go. They are dangerous."
" Actually Kim those are my friend. They call me synthodrone 901"
Fear
Disgust
Betrayal
"wha…." I feel a jolt of electricity. I fall to the ground. I see Erik with a smug smile. Everything looks dark I'm losing consciousness. The last thing my brain register is a loud scream.
When I wake up I'm bound thick ropes. My hands are tied behind my back and so are my feet. The electrical shock really did a number on me. My body still twitching, an dim in no position to even get up much less fight.
"oh look who's awake. Good morning princess."
I raise my head and see Erik in front of me. I look around and see all my classmates are tied like I am.
" What the meaning of this? What have you done to Erik? If you hurt him I swear…."
" Erik? Hahaha! There never was an Erik to begin with. You really are oblivious to everything around you. "
what?... but then…. All those moments."
"Yea it was all script. Everything from the moment we meet to this night. Do you really believe this was all a coincidence."
"What are you talking about?"
This…" he opened his arms wide. " I mean this whole thing. Me. The Diablo's on prom night, even the fight with you loser friend. Everything was a planned. I was made with the sole purpose to keep you away.. To keep you busy from interfering with the plan. And busy I kept you, didn't I? the master piece was breaking you friendship. The best part was when you slap that loser. The look on his face was priceless. It took everything in me from laughing at that moment. Hahaha.
" n-o…no no…. then Ron"
" Was right all along. The loser was the only one to figure it out"
" why… why would you do this to us?"
"No no no no. I dint do anything. It was all you. I simply made sure to let you know I didn't like him. You took my word for granted the new kid over you friend, you're friend for over twelve years. And for what? A pretty face. Well Kim congratulations you have officially join the Food Chain Idiology.
Right. It was all my doing. All for a pretty face, in the end I'm no different from Bonnie. I became everything I despised. Tears fall down my cheeks. They are not for the world, they are not for my classmates, but for the one person I let down. The only one who's had my back for twelve years. Will I ever see his smile again? Scratch that. Will he ever smile at me again? Will he even look at me again? Those cold eyes he showed me still haunt my memories.
"Is that how far you trust in our friendship goes"
"I see"
I lost him. I did this, all of it. My sobs drown everyone's cries.
" Yea we worked hard to keep you guys apart. We realize without his support you weren't much a threat. We know that he was too loyal to ever leave you. So we went for the weakest link you. It was quite easy. After all the princes wanted to have a night at the ball with her princes. You're lap dog was too loyal to fall for our tricks, but you were a different matter. Behave like the perfect guy, a little romance here and there, and the pretty face."
I don't care about the world. I don't care about anything anymore. All I care about is Ron. I hope his ok. I probably wont ever see him again. God. I'm the loser me. Only me.
"Well father is about to talk to the world. why don't we watch together."
I look up to the screen and see Drakken. He is dreesed in a Mexican suit. Ron probably fail I just hope he is safe and alive. That is all I care about now.
"… as you might know me I am Dr. Drakken. This is to all the nations of the world. Surrender now or perished. As you might know all you cities are being destroyed as we speak. In five minutes I would have taken over the world. I want every county to surrender my rule. Fail to so will result in less pleasant alternative. I want you UNCONDITIONAL SURRENDER. Resistance is futile. From now on I'm in control and the world will forever remember the name and bow before the mighty Doctor Drak*Crack*!.
"BOOOYAAHHH! THE RON MAN CAME TO PLAY!".
Suddenly the transition is filed with a familiar voice. One we all know. A figure appears with a high spinning kick that lands on Drakken face. It sends him flying away from the camera view. He made, but his alone what can he do? Drakken goons are closing in on him. the first one strikes. I hear someone from the crowed cream " look out" he grabbed the man by the wrist and twist his arm around his back. The man screams in pain. Is that Ron? He seems different. More dangerous, more ruthless. The others surround him. He is using the first guy as a shield taking let hits. I hear him scream some of his ribs must be broken. But he keeps on fighting. He has taken down half the goon. He looks past them. He after something. But I don't know what? He throws the men on the ground, and steps on his back. He does a somersault in the air and a split hitting two guy and knocking them out. I never knew he was that capable.
He trust his arm into a box ripping wires. Electricity is flowing trough him. His in pain the scream are too much for me. His arm is on fire. It comes out black.
"Yaaaaarg!"
The electricity around his body is visible. The amount of pain he is suffering must be incredible. How is he doing it? How is he still standing? His eyes send Goosebumps down my body. His has a cold gaze. This is not the person I know. Did I make him into this?
I hear his voice once again. Its very low "Disappear.." is all he says and they obey.
"Uhhhh. What happened? Where are you going? What about my….. NOO!." Drakken is awake to see his plan fail by the one person none expected it from. The one everyone called a loser.
" Deal with it dude"
"But you just the sidekick, you are only the Buffon." That's the wrong thing to say. There is strength and coldness in him. The person we all knew is no more. I wonder how much of it is my doing. I would not believe he did it of I didn't see for my self.
"You went to far this time smurfie."
" You have got to be kidding me. Uh the name escapes me…..um"
"Say my name….. SAY IT!"
"Uhh.. ahhh…. It's Rooon…. Ron Stoppable! *Crack*. He foot connects with his jaw. It was a well deliver roundhouse kick. He knocks out Drakken.
"Booyah" Is the last thing we hear before he steps out of view.
"What the fuck!" We all look at Erik. He is furious. No one expected Ron to do it. The guy everyone looked down on. The guy none acknowledge, the person everyone called a loser.
" Whoa! Stoppable Shoots and Scores!" the laud and simple statement expresses the thought of the school and maybe the world.
"Way to go Ron!" Tara?
"That was cool beyond words" Josh?
" Cheese and Crackers he did grew a spine after all. Good job soldier." Barkin?
We can all see it no one will ever doubt that Ron Stoppable is a hero. The one will ever call him a loser, and no one will ever forget his name.
" You think is over? It's not over. Not by a long shot"
everyone's attention turns to Erick… Synthodrone 901. " You are still my hostages. If GJ cares about you life they will free my father. I am still in control. That fun has only begun. The night has just begun."
Author Note:
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