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Kim Possible: Marvels

By LJ58

10

"Come in," a soft voice called out as Bonnie knocked on the door before her just after five.

"Hey, Ron, we have a team meet…. Whoa," she stopped, and stared as she realized Ron was not only already up, he was four feet off the ground.

Meditating in lotus fashion, he hovered over four feet off the ground, surrounded in a pale blue aura that even covered his usual brown eyes as the sandy-haired clown she knew from childhood just stared at her with a faint smile.

Next to him, a strange silhouette was fading away, as if someone else had been there, but was now somehow disappearing.

"What the heck was that," she rasped, staring at him as he simply put one foot down, and immediately stopped glowing as his other foot hit the ground, and now he looked completely normal. No glow. No nothing.

"Oh, just some chi training," he smiled. "It's amazing how much I still have to learn," he told her honestly.

"You? I still feel like I'm back on the playground, hiding from bullies," she grimaced, recalling just how she and Ron had first met. And how close they had been until a certain redhead and her bizarre family had come to town, and upset everything. Or so she had always felt.

"Yeah, but now you can totally disappear, or make your friends come out and sting those bullies," Ron grinned, not seeing the melancholy that flashed across her face just then.

"Well, yes," Bonnie admitted as she shunted those old memories away, and focused on the present. "So, that stuff really makes your….kung-fu stronger?"

"It helps," Ron admitted.

"Could I learn that," she asked hesitantly.

"I thought Shego had you learning from KP now," he asked curiously.

"Well, yeah, but she's not the best teacher," Bonnie grimaced, not about to admit that she had trouble listening to the girl that to her mind had already been showing her up for years.

"Don't I know it? You should have seen her that one summer she tried teaching gymnastics to some little girls. I'm pretty sure she turned off more than a few girls from sports for life," he said earnestly.

"Well, at least she was never in my ballet classes," she sighed. "It was bad enough she showed up everyone in everything else she did," Bonnie grumbled.

"That's just KP being KP. She didn't do it for spite, and I hope you know that, Bon," Ron told her as he pulled on his boots, and slipped into a black jacket that matched his black ninja pants.

"Maybe, but it didn't help being shown up every time she showed up. When she bothered to show up at all. Still, maybe you could help me learn a little more? I don't want to be just a one-trick pony here. I especially don't want to rely on her," she grumbled anew.

"I'll try, Bon," Ron said as he stepped out, and closed his door behind them. "But, you really should try to bury that hatchet," the monkey-master told her. "For the sake of the team, at least."

"I'd like to try," Bonnie murmured after a moment. "So, can I ask? Just why did you really join up with our peculiar little circus?"

"Monkey Fist," he grumbled. "I found out he's part of GDN, and he always gets away because I don't have the right backup, or connections. This way, I can finally take him down, and he can't escape."

"I thought we were mostly just after other Marvels. The bad ones, or uncontrollable sort," Bonnie frowned as he looked angry for a moment. Angrier than she had ever seen the usually easy-going young man.

"Trust me, Bon, this guy is as genuinely evil and twisted as they get, and he's just as strong as I am. Only he uses an army of trained ninja monkeys, too. Monkeys that he uses to steal, and kill. You see a monkey in black ninja garb, fade fast," he told her earnestly.

"Ninja…monkeys," she gaped.

"Yep," he nodded. "Sounds sick and wrong, don't it? Trust me, the reality is worse."

"You ever imagine any of this while we were growing up in Middleton," she asked him abruptly, remembering other times when they had actually been...better friends.

"Not even close," Ron admitted. "I mean, seriously? Following Shego as part of team of genuine super-powered people I always thought were pretty normal? Who knew?"

"You thought K was normal," she sputtered.

"Bonnie, she is our friend, too," he sighed, looking at her with that expression that he did so well that it made you feel less than smug, and more petty. Which could, and did annoy her.

"Well, I didn't realize the world was so weird," Bonnie sighed as they walked down the corridor, heading for the morning meeting.

Ron smiled for a moment, and drawled, "Bon-Bon, I figured out the world was a seriously disturbed place in my first year of school."

"Your first," she gaped at him.

"Well, yeah. How else explain that paste they call food, while they urge you to eat what they claim is nutritional and healthy. They didn't even give you real cheese," he exclaimed in genuine horror.

Bonnie gave a faint smile, thinking that now Ron still sounded like the same boy she had liked so long ago. Before Kim decided to make him her friend after she showed up out of nowhere. She had even dated Ron in high school, briefly, and to this day, she was convinced that Kim had only been interested in him because he had been Bonnie's best friend, and she had been about to indicate her own growing interest in her longtime childhood friend.

Kim Possible, she mused darkly. The shadow on her otherwise happy childhood. The perfect girl who could do anything, and proved it again and again while making Bonnie's best efforts look...ordinary.

And now she was on their team, and she had to deal with her again.

She still wondered how long it was going to be before the redhead took off again, though. She didn't exactly have a good track record at hanging around. She even bailed on the Olympics in the end. Barely spent two years in Middleton High before somehow graduating, and running off to college. Now she was playing hero.

Frankly, Bonnie wasn't sure having her around was going to help much. Not if their first mission was any indication.

~KP~

"Our initial basic training is about officially over," Shego told the team after they gathered that morning. "However, while we don't yet have a mission, and some of you will likely be leaving for a time, I strongly encourage you to keep up with your training, and especially with your team training sims," the woman told her team as they stood before a simulator they'd be using soon. "Especially you, Red," she turned to fix her gaze on Kim, which made Bonnie snigger just a bit.

"Overall, you're all good. Overall, you have the making of a very good, very effective team. You just have to learn to mesh a little better before we hit the reality out there waiting to plow you all under," she told them. "That said, our last combat sim today is going to be a little more real," she declared.

"How real," Ron asked her curiously.

"Rather than fight sims," Shego smiled, "We're going to mix things up. We will divide the team, and you will face one another. Three on three," she told them.

Bonnie immediately crossed her fingers, and hoped she could face-off against Kim. The idea even made her smile, despite the early hour.

"All right. Here's the lineup," Shego said when no one else spoke. "Me, Android, and Fist will take on Armor, Patriot, and Sting," she said, making Bonnie sigh in disappointment. "Team Leaders will be Android, and Sting."

"I," Felix asked curiously.

"The point, Metal Man, is to mix things up, and get you used to the idea that things can, and will inevitably change in the field. When that time comes, you may have to listen to someone else. Red reminded me of that one the other day, even if she went about it in the wrong way. Still, as leader, whoever they are, we need to remember to listen. Now, here's the drill," she said, and explained the sim mission they were about to perform.

Bonnie had to accept Shego made a lot of sense. She just wondered how long it would take Kim to try to take over. The redhead wasn't the type to sit back, and be a follower at the best of times. She hoped she could at least put on a good showing, though. She knew Shego still had to be looking for an official secondary for the team leader, and she didn't mind envisioning herself in the role.

"All right, pucker up, and let's go in. Remember, Sting, you go left, we go right. Once the sim activates, the mission begins, and everything you say and do will be a factor in your overall final assessment. Now, let's move," Shego growled, and opened the door before them.

~KP~

"I heard….about your final combat simulation," Justine said as she performed kata before Kim as the redhead absently watched her.

While not the most physical person she knew, Kim knew Justine took her own self-defense lessons as seriously as anything she ever applied herself to, and in her opinion was really making some really good progress in the six weeks they had been aboard for their introductory training to Global Justice.

Unlike a certain brunette who wanted to question everything she said, or did.

She still wasn't sure why Bonnie was so competitive with her, but she felt it was beyond silly. If they were all on the same team, surely Bonnie could see that it only benefited them all if they worked together.

"Did you," Kim sighed as she gestured, and reminded Justine of the lapse in her current form by mirroring the proper stance, and made the move herself.

Justine immediately self-corrected, which was something Bonnie couldn't seem to do without twenty minutes of complaints.

"I have to admit, it was a…unique use of your talents," the young scientist pointed out.

"Right," Kim sighed, still finding Bonnie's decision to use her solely for a distraction while she and Brick confronted the others was stupid.

Okay, Bonnie pulled off the win by a hair's breadth by managing to use the insects in the simulated environment, which even Android or Shego had not accounted for at the time. Still, Kim's entire role in the mission consisted of flying back and forth like a paper target, ensuring all eyes were on her as Bonnie and Brick crept past enemy lines to pull off the mission.

"I felt like an idiot in there," Kim admitted.

Justine didn't smile as she only nodded.

"You do realize, Bonita likely managed the win simply by making your opponents second-guess themselves. It was, an admittedly clever stratagem."

"What," Kim sputtered, looking confused now.

"Use your own logic, Kimberly," Justine told her as she moved into the next kata, learning to pull the moves together as she kept her mind focused on making every move just so.

"All right. What am I missing," she asked earnestly.

"Think about it," the blonde scientist told her as she stepped forward, pulling off a snap-kick she still had a little trouble with, but was learning to incorporate. "Bonita knew your rivals knew your power levels, and abilities by now. She knew that they fully expected something from you, considering your….current reputation. So while focusing all eyes on you from the start, they underestimated your teammates because they expected you to be the primary impetus of any attack."

"So," Kim scowled. "You're saying Bonnie knew that, and suckered them."

"She is intelligent enough in her own manner," Justine said with the faintest trace of a smile now. "Consider that Brick Flagg, an experienced soldier, saw no issue with her tactics, and followed along without complaint. That implies he also understood her intent, too."

"Are you saying my….ego was blinding me," Kim sighed now.

"Admittedly, it has been known to happen, Dr. Possible," Justine allowed a slightly larger smile now.

"Touché," she sighed. "I guess I'm still feeling touchy after that deal with Shego."

"You are still learning how to manage one another's varying personalities, and eccentricities, Kimberly. You are used to working alone, or with others who often think as you. This is, I suspect, a new learning experience for you, so I suggest you accept it as such, and allow yourself to learn from the others as you once did your own parents, or professors."

Kim nodded.

"I can't deny you have a point," she sighed. "I guess I was so used to Bonnie and I locking horns over trivia that…."

"I think, Kimberly, that only you view your interactions as trivia. Consider Bonita's own origins and background, and I suspect you might come to realize that her perspective takes your unofficial rivalry as something far more serious."

"Rivalry? But we don't have a…."

"Kimberly, even I expected you to come to blows that sophomore year before you graduated. Bonita is, at heart, just as competitive as you. She simply couldn't compete on your level at the time. Still, I do think you could be friends, simply because you are so much alike. You just have to accept that, and learn to work around each other. If you do, I suspect you will become far more effective teammates."

Kim frowned, and looked off at the clock on the dojo's wall, and nodded.

"I see your point. All right, Justine. Time's up for the day, and I have to say, you're really progressing with your basic kata. My advice, though. Take what you've been learning, and find a style that fits you. Don't just blindly accept the forms you've learned, or that stiffness could be your worst enemy in a real fight. Trust me on that one," she told her as the blonde relaxed, and listened to every word.

"Yes, I see your point, too. Felix has already suggested learning a few more styles to add to the karate sessions I've been taking."

"Oh, and hey, before you guys leave, don't forget to show up for debriefing. Wade and I have some new toys we put together for all of you," she grinned. "In fact, maybe they'll even help Bonnie relax around me," she beamed.

"Let's not get carried away," Justine declared dryly.

Kim only laughed.

~KP~

"…And that's all I have," Shego said, eyeing her team of misfits that she still hoped wasn't going to get her killed if they ever had a real fight out there anytime soon.

"That wraps it up, and as you know, all of you are now on 24/7 call if GJ needs you," Dr. Director said as she rose from her chair in the briefing room where the others sat around the wide, oval table, listening. "Before you go off on leave, Wade and Kimberly have managed to surprise me again, and have something for all of you. Kimberly," she nodded to the redhead that sat there before a large, bulky case.

"Thanks, Dr. D…..Director," she quickly amended as the one-eyed senior agent glared her way as she began to sit again. "Anyway, you all know how my radio went out our first time in the field. Wade and I put together some new comm devices that will keep us in touch, and hopefully survive anything we may yet face out there," she said, and opened the case. "We call them Kimmunicators," she beamed, and held out the small earpiece transceivers with an accompanying watchband with a thick disk like a watch with each device.

"God, K," Bonnie groaned. "Still with the silly labels?"

Kim's smile slipped just a degree, but no one missed her forced smile she kept in place as she stated, "I'm glad you volunteered, Bonnie," she smiled. "Because with Wade's help, I also upgraded the system to help all of us in particular ways. Even you," she smiled blandly, and gestured for her to approach.

"Fine. Let's get this over with," she complained as she stood up, and walked over, glaring the whole way.

"Right," she said, and handed her the apparent watch and earpiece. "First, the transceiver is obvious, and is shielded to fifty atmospheres, so even a low-grade EMP should not be an issue for this tech. More importantly, each of you can use the Kimmunicator with, or without the transceiver if you're not in uniform. However, for when you need to suit up in a hurry, we added a little something extra befitting those that need it. Sting," she smiled at Bonnie. "Your uniform also incorporates a few extras. Press the two bottom toggles on the right and left side simultaneously."

"What? Does it do tricks," she huffed as the brunette eyed her suspiciously.

"You might say so," she grinned as Bonnie put the band on, felt it auto-adjust, and then suddenly a shimmering wave of silvery fluid seemed to explode from the sides of the disk.

"What the devil….?"

"Next-gen nannite driven battle suits," Kim smiled. "They can enhance your basic strength by a factor of ten," she said as Bonnie gaped as the flow almost instantly surrounded her shapely body, then solidified into a yellow and black color-pattern with golden gauntlets on each wrist. "Now, let me brief you on the extras, which you'll likely want to practice with," Kim told her with a grin, obviously excited over her work. "In normal form, you have the strength boost, and a mini-grapple in your right gauntlet. You also have a small, plasma-based stinger in your left gauntlet that can be adjusted from a mild taser, to a full-force energy blast. Wade did the calibration, so you should be fine once you get the feel for it."

"Impressive," Dr. Director mused, eyeing the new battle-suit Sting wore.

"Oh, that's not all," Kim grinned. "This is where Wade really shined once I gave him the basic idea. Go ahead, and shrink," she told Bonnie with a nod.

Bonnie frowned, but shrank down, and then gaped as she found herself hovering in midair before the redhead.

"Just in case you don't always have a ride," Kim told the astonished brunette, "When you shrink, auto-adjusting wings based on existing cybertronic tech appear to help you fly up to forty kilometers per hour at scale. The wings are capable of self-repair, too, so you don't have to worry about damage. Er, unless you're already in the air," she added. "We're still working on that one, so in the meantime, don't forget to duck," she teased.

Bonnie grew back up to normal size, and stared at her, holding up her wrists.

"To deactivate, just hit the same toggles twice, and the suit deactivates. And don't worry about the Kimmunicator housing being snatched. It's genetically bonded so only you can remove it, or use it if someone finds it while its not on your person," Kim told her. "So, B, think you can use it?"

Bonnie sputtered, then deactivated the battle suit, and eyed her again.

"This is….pretty impressive," Bonnie admitted. "Uh, thanks, K. I can honestly say I didn't expect this," she admitted as she eyed the redhead.

"Hey, we're all on the same team. Next, Ron," he was addressed. "Your suit incorporates your ninja skills, giving you grapples, a speed boost, and short-term thermal camouflage so you can even go really invisible if you need it. It has the same shielding, and allows for your own equipment you can load and forget even when you deactivate your suit," she told him as she handed him the tech.

"Coolio," he grinned, and put the band on his wrist, activated it, and appeared to still be wearing his own ninja gear, but now his belt had even more space. "Definitely a bonus," he grinned as he patted the extra pockets and equipment belt.

"Brick," she nodded to him next. "Like Bonnie, your battle-suit is in your own colors, because, let's face it, they fit. But the suit also has room for more equipment, and an energy based hard-light shield in your left gauntlet you can use as a backup. You also have a grapple, and an onboard computer with tracking ability to keep you in touch with everyone around you. I figured you'd be more likely to find that one useful since you were the army-guy."

"Marine," he corrected, "But thanks. This is sweet," he nodded. "I have to say, you definitely still know your stuff, Dr. Possible."

"Kim, Brick. Remember," she sighed.

"Right. Right," the muscular blonde grinned, putting his own watch on, and putting the transceiver into his ear. "Hey, you can hardly even feel this one. What if it falls out?"

"Genetic bonding," Kim reminded. "Once you put it in place, only you can remove it. Keeps you from losing it, too."

Dr. Director said nothing to that.

"Shego," she nodded. "You get the transceiver, but you obviously don't need anything else, since you're still likely the most powerful member of Sentry on your own."

"Damn straight, Red," she growled, but took the small transceiver, and eyed it.

"Felix," she turned to the android scientist with only a transceiver in hand. "I did something a little different for you. You are hardly going to need a battle-suit, so we just went with the basic transceiver you can incorporate into your existing systems."

"Of course," he nodded.

"And, for added protection, knowing Justine's fondness for your….capes….I created a cloak that is perfect for you," he was told as she pulled out a long, crimson cape with attached hood. "The cloth is digitally enhanced so it interacts with your own systems, adding extra EMP protection, as well as physical protection in case you are….say, shielding someone else. It also interacts with your light camouflage so you can literally blend in anywhere. In fact, put the hood up, and activate the primary camo-file I preprogrammed for you."

Felix did, and didn't comment as he pulled the cloak on, raised the hood, and then light shimmered around his face.

"Holy…..!"

"Is something amiss, Ronald," he asked the monkey master.

"Dude, you really need a mirror just….now," Ron trailed off as Kim lifted a small mirror from the case, and held it up for her friend.

Felix gaped, because while his body remained the same, it now appeared to be his own lost face atop that android body, and the features even mirrored actual expressions he had long since dismissed as possible in his android form.

"This is….."

"Just something I thought you might enjoy, and be able to use, since the hard-light holograms are programmable, giving you the ability to better blend in anywhere, as anyone," Kim smiled at him. "Oh, and you can give Justine her own Kimmunicator to keep in touch with us when you see her," she told him, handing over another band. "Now, for the serious note," she said, closing the now empty case as Felix slowly sat down, keeping his holographic face in place just then.

"You got something more, Red," Shego frowned.

"Yes," she said. "Everyone stay sharp the next few days, because from what we now know, I don't think it will take Viper, or the GDN long to react to what Wade and I have done."

"What exactly have you done," Betty asked.

"Blinded Gemini," she told her bluntly.

"What do you mean," Brick frowned.

"Whatever spies are still out there, undiscovered," she told them, knowing Du was currently off investigating the Senior Council himself. "We were also infiltrated from within. The Kimmunicator research uncovered another security issue," she told Betty and the others as one. "When we first tested the new encrypted frequencies, we realized someone had piggybacked all our own secure frequencies currently in use. That's when we realized that GJ was still using standard signal encryption like the usual agencies out there. Frequencies that were being tapped by someone else, and I think we all know who. Everything on board was being watched, and eavesdropped on until this morning when Wade and I incorporated our Kimmunicator frequencies into our GJ comm systems."

"I was afraid of that," Betty grimaced. "You say you cut him off, though?"

"Completely. Which suggests he won't take long to react."

"No, he won't like it that you found his in, and he will react," Betty agreed.

That said," Kim said, pulling out what looked like a small PDA, and sliding it across the table to Betty.

"This is….what?"

"Something to keep you in the loop, too. A direct link to our Kimmunicators, as well a multi-functional computer that can access any digital system around you. Completely secure, and upgradable. With that device, you are literally holding all of GJ's database in your palm, and can access it from anywhere via any satellite uplink."

Betty nodded.

"Very impressive, Kimberly. All right. Unless called, you have one week free time, people. Then, we go to work. That is all," the head of Global Justice said as she rose, Kimmunicator in hand, and turned to go.

"You already have an initial mission in mind," Shego asked after the others departed and she followed Betty through the halls.

"Maybe. I need to….plan a little more first. Especially if our earlier sessions were compromised," she said, eyeing the PDA device she now held.

"Red is definitely something," Shego mused as she continued to follow her. "I begin to see why you added her now."

Betty didn't reply to that one even as she began tapping on her new Kimmunicator, assessing its functions.

To Be Continued…..