School of Life Chapter 10 Out of the Darkness, a kim possible fanfic

School of Life

Chapter 10

Out of the Darkness

Pacing back and forth in front of the Dog House, Ron looked at his watch. Kim should have been there fifteen minutes ago. It was not like her to be this late much less not even calling. He glanced over in the direction of the Book Exchange. It was like her to get caught up in shopping. He stared for the Book Exchange to see if he could find her. On the way he passed the main parking lot. He stopped and stared toward the back of the lot. Something was not right. The Sloth was parked at the back edge of another parking lot, the same Ron had warned Kim about using. Shaking his head, he continued toward the Book Exchange. Pulling the door open, he walked in and started to look around. She didn't seem to be around. Walking over to the checkout he saw one of Kim's friends.

"Hey Diane, have you seen Kim?"

Diane nodded.

"Yeah, she was in here about an hour ago. She said she was going to head back to the dorm and study before meeting you. Something wrong?"

Ron thought for a moment.

"I don't know. We were supposed to meet at the Dog House twenty minutes ago. You said she left an hour ago, but the Sloth is still in the parking lot. I think I better go check this out."

Ron ran from the store and headed in the direction of the Sloth. As he got closer his heart started to race. Her purse and some bags were on the ground under the Sloth and she was nowhere to be seen. Ron pulled Kim's Kimmunicator out of her purse and called Wade. Wade's face appeared on the screen of the Kimmunicator.

"What's wrong Ron? What are you doing with Kim's Kimmunicator?"

Ron spoke rapidly.

"Wade, something's wrong. Kim was supposed to meet me at the Dog House. She was late so I started to look for her after she didn't answer the phone. She didn't even answer the Kimmunicator. I found the Sloth parked in a parking space near campus with her stuff stuck under it."

Wade's eyes went wide. Kim never failed to answer the Kimmunicator. His hands flew over the keys to her keyboard. Soon he stopped and stared at his screens.

"Ron! Something's is wrong. Her chip shows her heart rate is way up. The locator chip shows that she is in some type of vehicle moving west on the main highway. Something else. My medical check shows that the electrical system to her body is scrambled. It's almost like she has been tazed or something."

Ron pulled his set of keys out of his pocket and opened the Sloth. He dumped her stuff in the passenger seat and started the car. He pulled out of the parking lot and accelerated up the street.

"Wade, send me the tracking info to the Sloth. Then contact Dr. Director and tell her I think Kim's been kidnapped. I'm going after her."

Wade nodded on the screen as Ron made the turn toward the highway.

Kim lay quietly on the rough bottom of the van as it rolled down whatever road they were on. Kim estimated that they had to be on a highway because they were moving at a good pace and were not stopping at intervals. She could also hear the sounds of large trucks around them. The effects of the tazer were starting to wear off as she tried to curl up on the floor. One she wanted to find out how well her muscles responded to commands and she wanted to get her head in a better position to hear what was going on in the van. She knew that there were more in the van than just the two that had grabbed her and the driver. Someone was in the front passenger seat, and there was at least one extra person in the back with the original two. None of the occupants had talked to her directly since they had finished tying her up, other than what the one had said to her.

Lying there silently, the knot of cloth in her mouth drying her mouth out, she tried to relax. She knew at any moment she might need every bit of strength that she had and she might ever need. She was sure they were not going to kill her, but there were plenty other unpleasant things that they could do. One thought that relaxed her was the thought of Ron being out there. The show on the radio started at the same time that she was supposed to meet Ron and it was getting ready to go off. If Ron was ever Ron, he was already looking for her. If Ron was looking for her then Wade was looking for her. If so, then they already knew where she was and were moving in. That thought flashed through her mind as the van slowly and merged to the right.

The van continued to slow and came to a stop. They seemed to be waiting at a light or a stop-sign as she could hear the person she assumed was the driver muttering "come on, come on". The van turned right and accelerated up the street. They made a number of turns until the van came to a stop with the engine idling. The passenger in the front seat got out and she could hear the loud rattle of either a garage door or one of those sliding metal doors. The van moved forward and stopped. The driver revved the motor a couple of time then turned of the ignition. The side sliding door opened and the musty smell of a warehouse permeated the interior of the van. Several hands rolled her over on her back and one person grabbed her under her arms while the second grabbed her legs. They carried her out of the van and across the floor. A new voice called in the distance.

"Put her in the old office and make sure she don't go anywhere. The boss will be down in a minute to get a look at her."

One of her captors grumbled but seemed to move in a new direction. The two stopped at one point and the one holding her feet dropped them to the floor. A voice came from the direction from the one holding her from behind.

"Okay sweet thing. I'm gonna stand you up for a second. No funny business or you will regret it. You understand?"

Kim nodded as the man lifted her to her feet. She stood there for a few seconds as he walked around in front of her. She felt his shoulder brush against her stomach and his hands connected behind her knees. She leaned forward over onto his back. With a slight grunt he stood up with her draped over his shoulder. She felt him turn his head toward her.

"That was a good girl."

Kim heard the rattle of a door knob and the sound of a door opening. Her captor stepped forward and the sounds of the warehouse faded as he carried her into what she assumed was an office. Her captor stopped and bent forward dropping her on an old cot. The springs complained as her weight hit them. There seemed to be an old musty mattress on top of the springs. The figure that had carried her lifted her feet and placed them on the cot.

"Okay little lady, get comfortable. You might be here for a little while."

She settled back on the mattress and laid her head down and listened as the men left the room. Listening carefully she counted the number of steps leaving the room. When the door closed, she lay still listening quietly. The room was quiet and she could not hear anyone else in the room. Taking the chance, she rolled over on her back and tried to position herself. If she stretched a little she might be able to pull her hands over her feet and in front of her. She was just about to make her move when she heard footsteps outside the door. She rolled back over on her side facing the door. The door opened and she could sense someone standing in the door. There was a muted curse and the door slammed shut. A loud voice shouted.

"Get Jason over here. JASON! YOU IDIOT! GET OVER HERE!"

She heard the man's voice who caught her come up to the door as the other voice finished yelling.

"Do you have any idea who you've got?"

Her captor's voice stammered.

"What do you mean boss? It's just a sweet piece of meat. The client should be happy with this one. Besides she practically fell right in our laps."

There were a few more curse words outside the door from who she assumed was the boss.

"That may be but now we have trouble of the likes we have never seen. All because of her."

Her captor's voice paused for a moment.

"Who is she then?"

The boss's voice rattled the window to the door.

"THAT'S KIM POSSIBLE IN THERE YOU DUMB..."

The boss's voice paused a moment.

"You just kidnapped Kim Possible. Do you have any idea what that means? That means every law enforcement group in the nation is going to hunting us including a few you don't know about and don't WANT to know about. Add to the fact that her engagement to her partner was the biggest news of the Olympics. I hope like... that she isn't hurt. Right now we have to clear out of here. Start getting packed. We'll leave her here and have someone call in a tip where she is."

Another voice called out. Kim's heart nearly leapt out of her chest when she heard it.

"I don't think you have to worry about the police finding you. You DO have to worry about the fact that I found you."

There was a loud click and everyone started screaming about the lights going out. Kim smiled behind her gag. Ron was here.

Ron leveled the Sloth over the spot where Kim's chip told the tracking system she was being held. Wade told Ron that Kim's biometric signs showed that her heart rate and breathing were up but no more so than when on a mission. They also showed that she was not injured up to this point. With the cloaking function engaged he guided the Sloth to an area beside the warehouse in a secluded spot near the rear of the building. He climbed out and settled himself. He was not in his mission clothes, at least not in him mission clothes. But he was wearing the mission clothes from his second school. Pulling the hood over his head he composed himself. Then he reached out into the air and the Lotus Blade appeared in his hand. Putting the Lotus Blade into a scabbard across his back, turned a scaled the side of the building.

Ron glanced down into the warehouse through an open skylight. The scan that Wade had made of the inside had indicated that Kim was in one of the offices in a set of office that ran down the center of the main area. He could see one man standing outside of one of the offices. That had to be the one that Kim was in. Moving quietly to another skylight in a remote part of the warehouse, he slipped through the opening and into the warehouse. He quickly made note of all the occupants of the warehouse and where they all were. One group seemed to be gathered near another set of offices across from where Kim was being held. He moved along some stacks of boxes and along the back wall of the group of offices. Stopping at an open window where there was a light on he stopped and listened. He concentrated on one voice who seemed to be on the phone.

"Yeah, the boys picked up one at the University...No, I haven't seen her but apparently she's real top choice...No, they haven't touched her yet but that don't mean anything these days...We'll set up delivery by tomorrow...yeah, got the stuff right here. We'll give her the first dose soon so she'll be ready by the time she get's there. Once we finish with her she'll be compliant and appreciative."

Ron's blood nearly came to a boil. While they had not said it, he had a pretty good idea what they were planning for her. The scuff of a shoe on the concrete floor came to his ears. Someone was close. REAL close. He melted into the darkness behind the offices and waited. One of the men came walking by slowly like he was looking for something. Ron waited in the blackness of the shadows until the man was close. Just about the time the man reached him he noticed Ron standing there. Ron noticed his eyes focus on him. Before the man could react Ron struck. He drove one fist into the man's stomach folding him in half. Then the knife edge of Ron's other hand came down across the back of the man's neck. The man collapsed to the floor without a sound. Ron pulled the man further into the shadows and tied him up with plastic zip ties. After Ron pulled a container of the lip-gloss knockout gas and let the man take a few good sniffs before putting it up. He figured the man would be out for awhile at least.

The sound of laughter grew louder signaling the approach of several more of the men. Ron jumped behind a stack of boxes and waited for the group to pass. They stopped just a few feet from him and congregated around one of the others. He laughed with the others as he rubbed his hands.

"Oh yeah, this one is the best we've gotten in a long time. She all but crawled into the van with us. She is soft in all the right places and firm in the better places. I look forward to helping with her 'training'. That gag fit that pretty little mouth just right and I bet those lips are super soft. I got a chance to cop a few feels when I picked up her and can't wait to get to the rest of her. I..."

A loud voice called out from the direction where Kim was being held.

"JASON! YOU IDIOT! GET OVER HERE!"

The laughter disappeared from the man's face as he started to jog in the direction of the other set of offices. Ron started to move from behind the boxes when one of the men stopped and started to look around.

"Jeff, Jeff, where are you?"

The man took only a few steps when a black figure appeared out of the blankness in front of him. Before consciousness left him, he swore that the figures eyes were glowing with blue light.

Jason jogged over to where his boss stood fuming at the door where the girl was being held. He could tell his boss was more than a little upset. The man glared at him as he approached.

"Do you have any idea who you've got?"

Jason stammered as he answered.

"What do you mean Craig? It's just a sweet piece of meat. The client should be happy with this one. Besides she practically fell right in our laps."

Craig muttered a few more curse words.

"That may be but now we have trouble of the likes we have never seen. All because of her."

Jason paused for a moment, then gestured toward the door.

"Who is she then?"

His boss's face turned red as his answer rattled the window to the door.

"THAT'S KIM POSSIBLE IN THERE YOU DUMB..."

The man forced himself to calm down. After a few seconds he began to speak slowly and firmly.

Then Jason heard a voice come out of the darkness. It was so full of ice that it felt like the temperature of the warehouse dropped twenty degrees.

"I don't think you have to worry about the police finding you. You DO have to worry about the fact that I found you."

There was a loud click and the warehouse fell into darkness. The group pulled their weapons out and started to look around. There was practically no light inside the warehouse except from what little was coming in from the street lights outside. All the men were yelling and pointing their guns in every direction. Craig hissed out loud.

"Calm down you idiots. Derek go find out what's wrong with the lights. Brian, go with him. Jason and rest of you spread out. That was only one voice and he acted like he was the only one. Find him and kill him."

Each of the men pulled out a small tactical flashlight and started to move out. Ron's eyes followed one man. That was the one called Jason. Ron followed Jason as he moved along the floor toward another area of the warehouse. He picked up a small rock off the floor and tossed it to the side. It ricocheted across the floor. Jason spun and shone his light in the direction of the sound. The man watched as his men moved off into the darkness. He turned and entered the office where Kim was. He shone his flashlight over at her. To his surprise she had almost pulled her hands over her feet. He jumped forward and tackled her.

Jason slowly moved around the end of the offices and toward the rear of the warehouse. They should not have any trouble catching this guy, after all, it was just one dude. Besides, his guys were tough and and taken down any and all competition. Sure they beat up their share of little girls but everyone of his men had been blooded. The sound just to his left startled him. Swinging his light and gun in that direction he didn't see anything. He steadied himself for a second then turned back in the direction he was going. That was when his heart jumped to his throat.

A tall dark figure stood barely visible in front of him just inches away. Before he could move or say anything the figure's hand moved almost faster than he could see and struck in the neck area. Pain shattered through his body as every muscle seem to lose it's strength. The figure caught him as he fell forward, scooping his gun from his hand as he fell. He felt himself being laid on the floor on his back. The figure stood over him with his gun in it's hand. He was sure the figure was going to shoot him. But what happened them almost caused him to void his bladder. The figure took the automatic in two hands and bent the gun. He watched in sheer terror as he watched the steel of his favorite piece seem to turn to clay in the figures hands.

The destroyed piece fell on his lap as the figure knelt beside him. The same voice as before came to his ears.

"You think you are such a big man? Kidnapping girls to do what you want with them. You touched my KP. You did worse than touch my KP. You...hurt...her. You were going to do some awful things to her. Maybe I would 'fix' you so that you won't be able to do that again."

The figure stood in the limited light and pulled a long sword from it's back. He watched as the blade shown as the figure stood over him.

"Yeah, this will 'fix' you just fine."

Jason's bladder voided as the blade slashed down to open up the front of his pants. He waited for the pain to come, but it never did. The figure lowered the blade until his felt it prick the end of his nose.

"Take this as a warning. If I ever hear of you doing anything like this ever, I will hunt you down and finish the job."

Jason swallowed as the figure sheathed the sword and knelt over him. One hand came forward and grabbed his hair lifting his head off the floor. The other hand came from nowhere and everything went black.

Ron dropped the man's head to the floor and started to turn away. Pausing for a moment, he drove his foot between the man's legs with enough force to lift him off the floor. Ron growled as he started to turn away.

"That was for KP, be grateful I knocked you out first."

Looking up on the wall, Ron noticed a first aid kit. He opened it up and glanced in. Pulling the disposable ice pack from inside, he activated it and dropped it on Jason.

"I thought I'd put some ice on that for you."

Ron turned and disappeared into the darkness of the warehouse.

Craig was sweating even though it was cool in the warehouse. He was furious at Jason for the stupidity of kidnapping Kim Possible but after some thought it might be a way to get even more money out of the deal. A simple ransom could be paid or if he was really lucky and could get her out of the country, then the sky was the limit. But that was not what was making him sweat. Right now his men were out there looking for whoever had broken in. Whoever it was knew who was in the room behind him and was seriously pissed about it. Craig had heard a few startled cries in the darkness during the past few minutes.

"Jason?...Danny?...Carl?"

His calls went unanswered. The fact that NO ONE answered bothered him more that he really wanted to think about. He shifted his grip on Kim. He had one arm around her throat in a choke-hold. He had been surprised when he entered the room to find her almost ready to free herself. The one-sided fight had been brief. He had pulled her arms back behind her and high enough to make her groan from the pain. Taking another rope he wrapped it around her neck once and tied it to her hands. She had to hold her hand high on her back to keep from strangling herself. Now he waited and waited. The only sound was his breathing and the breathing of the girl. She appeared to be quite calm as if she knew who was out there. He put his gun down and undid her gag. She coughed for a moment as he dropped the gag to the floor and picked his gun up. Pressing the barrel to her head he hissed into her ear.

"Okay little darling, I have every idea that you know who is out there. Now you tell him to back off or the world will be minus one never to be married heroine. The two of us are going to walk out of here to the van and we are going to leave. If he is cooperative enough I just might dump you later. Get it!"

He pressed the barrel of the gun into her head until he heard a hiss of pain for her. She nodded.

"Okay, I'll tell him but don't you think it would be easier for me to walk if my feet were untied and you didn't have to drag me?"

Craig thought about that a moment then shook his head.

"No doing. I'll just drag you. Now. We are going to move to the door and you are going to tell you little friend to turn the lights back on and let us go or you are dead."

He picked her up by her head and carried her to the door and set her on the floor.

"Hey! You out there! The girl has something to say."

Kim coughed.

"Ron! He wants you to turn on the lights and let us get to the van. Let us leave and he says he won't harm me and will let me go later."

Craig growled into the darkness.

"You better do as she says and if I see anyone move she gets it. Do you hear me you've got two minutes."

For a couple of minutes there was no answer and no sound except for the rattling of one of the fans. The tapping of the fan was almost more than Craig could take, then in answer to his demands the lights of the warehouse came on. He squinted for a moment and looked around. No one could be seen and the tapping of the fan had stopped. He grabbed Kim around the neck and shoulder and picked her up. He moved quickly across the floor toward the van. He had the keys to the van in the hand that he was carrying Kim with. With a push of a button the side door of the van slid open. He backed into the van watching for anyone to make a move. Pressing the button again, the door slid shut and locked.

Dumping Kim onto the floor he moved into the driver's seat and inserted the key in the ignition. Starting the van, he pulled forward until he reached another garage door. He reached up and press the button to a remote taped to the top of the roof. The garage door clattered open. He floored the accelerator and roared out of the warehouse. Turning up the alley he turned his head back to Kim.

"We are on our way sweetheart. Sorry, but I have no intention of letting you go. You are worth too much. Maybe we'll have a little fun along the way."

He turned back to look out the windshield to see a black figure flying into the windshield. He had just the time to scream before it exploded in his face. His scream was cut short when a boot caught him in the center of his chest.

Kim shuffled herself to the side of the van as the man started the van. As the man had started the van she had heard a soft thump on the side and then the roof of the van. Ron was on the roof. She had to find something to hold onto because she knew that this would be a very short and very wild ride. She almost shook her head. The man was so smart and so dumb at the same time. He remarked that the tapping of the old fan was driving him crazy when he should have realized that the power was off and the fan should not be tapping. The tapping was Ron telling her what the plan was. He was going to turn on the lights and let the man take her out of the building then he would stop him just outside. Kim had no idea on how he was going to stop the van but she knew she better hang on. The shattering of the windshield and the man's scream came to her ear's just before the metal rending crash of the van hitting something. The van spun around and her world went black as the van turned over.

Kim heard a soft voice calling her.

"KP, you okay, please talk to me."

She opened her eyes to see the most glorious sight to her eyes; Ron's brown eyes gazing down at her.

Smiling, she found she could move her arms. Raising them up around his neck she pulled him down for a kiss she was sure he would not soon forget. Pulling back after the kiss he sighed with his eyes closed.

"Booyah."

She took a good look at him. He was dressed in a ninja outfit with his hood pulled back over his head. She looked around. The remains of the van lay smoking on its side several feet away. A pair of legs stuck out from the other side. Startled she sat up quickly, as she did her head swam and she had to reach out to grab Ron to steady herself.

"Ron you didn't...?"

Ron bowed his head for a moment and Kim's heart nearly exploded. What had he done? He sighed for a moment then looked up into her eyes.

"No Kim, he is alive. He's hurt pretty bad but he is alive. I'm sorry but I sorta went medieval on all of them. Especially the one caught you and the boss over there. Wade has already scanned them and contacted Dr. Director. They should be here any moment. Kim sighed and nodded her head.

"That's good then we can wait together."

Ron shook his head.

"I think I need to get out of here. I don't think Dr. Director needs to see me like this."

Before Kim could answer another voice came from up the alley.

"Everything will be okay Ron."

Both of them looked up to see Dr. Director walk up to them from the shadows.

"I believe that you need to change into your regular mission clothes. They would be a lot easier to explain than what you have on."

Ron looked down at his outfit.

"Yeah well uhhhh..."

Betty smiled.

"Again, don't worry Stoppable. I know about your training. Sensei is sending a representative to debrief you. The agents here all have top clearance, and know that right now they are see nothing but what they need to see. First we will get the two of you back to school then we'll start getting this mess cleaned up. "

Well, Kim is okay but now there is a mess to clean up. There might be a lot of questions to be answered. But I think Dr. Director will put a tight lid on the whole deal. Ron stepped up again when Kim needed him. I am sure she'll thank him property later. Now he is the new school mascot and Kim is still on the cheer-team. I am sure they will have fun. Please leave a review. I would appreciate it.

This is the Captain

Roger and out

Right hand salute.