Chapter 12

"The Wrath of Eric"

Hearing the sounds of her friend and fellow cheerleader's screams, Kim ran as fast as her legs could carry her. It didn't matter if she was wearing a nice dress, stockings and black dress sandals, this wasn't a date anymore, this was a rescue mission and soon, she looked in horror to see the sounds of the screams coming from a ranger's shack.

"Tara," she whispered and ran towards the source of the screams, reaching down to grab a rock and throw it at one of the windows, breaking it and causing a loud scream to come from the supposed intruder.

The door opened and the disguised figure emerged, his pants slight undone, a clear sign to Kim that something was horribly wrong. The figure stumbled for a moment, trying to get himself together and once he did, let out a small chuckle that only a predator would make. Kim got into battle position at this strange figure.

"Well, well, well," he said, evilly. "If it isn't Kim Possible."

The figure removed his hat and mask to reveal a very all too familiar figure underneath the disguise and Kim could only let out a sharp gasp as to it was that only fueled her determination to defeat this individual.

"Eric," she cried. "How did you survive and what do you want with Tara?"

"Tara?" sneered Eric, evilly. "She was just the bait I needed to lure you here, Kim. Otherwise, how else I was going to get you to come here in the first place?"

Eric's explanation only made Kim feeling very disgusted. Finding a way to revive himself was one thing, but reviving himself to attack one of her best friends was another thing. Kim felt that this guy needed to be taught a lesson, but didn't know of his true intentions.

"Eric, you disgusting pervert," Kim snarled, advancing towards Eric. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip you apart right now."

"Because I am a synthrodrome who is bent on revenge, that's why," said Eric, removing his trench coat to reveal the revolver in his hand that was pointed right at Kim. "I had everything ready for Dr. Drakken to carry out his plan for world domination and you and that boyfriend of your took it all away from me."

Kim couldn't help at that moment to feel a sense of fear now that Eric had a gun in his hand. She could only think that what Eric to Tara was what he was going to do to her.

"Eric, let's talk about this," said Kim. "Drop the gun and we can end this peacefully. Where is Tara and where is Josh for that matter?"

"I've taken care of them," answered Eric, advancing towards Kim with luscious intent. "They were clearly no match for a synthrodrome like me, no matter how hard they tried. When I am done with you, you will end up just like them with a bullet in your head!"

Kim was now beginning to get scared, but this was something that Eric was wanting Kim to feel, a sense of fear and high anxiety. She didn't know what he was going to do to her and was now hoping for Ron to come back here soon with Mr. Barkin.

At that moment, Ron ran back towards the car screaming for Mr. Barkin to get his attention. Once Mr. Barkin had gotten Ron's attention, he turned over to him.

"Mr. B," panted Ron, exhausted from running. "There was a scream in the park…Kim went to investigate."

"AND YOU LEFT HER ALONE, STOPPABLE?!" screamed Mr. Barkin. "Some boyfriend you are! If anything happens to her, you are in guaranteed detention for a month!"

"Steve," said the patrolman. "Let's save the angry lecture for later! Let's follow Mr. Stoppable and see what is going on!"

So, Ron led the two men back to the source of the high drama that was going on in the park.

Kim and Eric were now in a tense standoff with Eric still holding the gun right at Kim, his finger holding onto the trigger which he could pull and put a bullet into Kim. All Kim could think of was the safety of Josh and Tara, not really sure on what Eric had indeed done them in or not.

"All right, Kim," he ordered. "You are going to do exactly what I tell you or your friend and her boyfriend dies!"

Fearing that she was about to be violated, Kim was hesitant at first, but knowing that both Josh and Tara were in mortal danger, she had no choice but to comply.

"Now, take off your clothes," he said, pointing the gun at her. "Starting with the shoes."

"Kim, no!" cried Tara, from inside the shack. "Don't listen to him! We aren't worth it, please!"

"Shut up," Eric shouted, firing a bullet into the air to get Tara to shut up. "This doesn't concern you anymore!" Once his pawn was silenced, Eric glared at Kim and resumed his perverted act. "Take those shoes off, now!"

Knowing that Josh and Tara's lives were at stake, Kim did as she was told and slid off her black sandals, first her left foot and then her right foot. Once they were off, she placed them right next to her.

"Now, the stockings," said Eric and Kim bent down and pulled her stockings off, first her left leg and then her right leg.

"You won't get away with this, Eric," she hissed. "I swear on my life, you won't."

Eric chuckled. "Oh, I will once you are disposed of along with Stoppable and these two in the cabin. Now, take off your dress."

Kim suddenly felt a rage take her, she wasn't going to listen to this anymore. Ignoring the situation she was in, she ran to Eric and before the Synthrodrome could shoot her in the stomach, Kim grabbed Eric's wrist, forcing him to aim at the sky. Eric yelled and struggled. The gun went off again and again, bullets firing into the clear night sky. Then nothing. Eric then grabbed Kim's shoulder and squeezed it. Kim cried out, the pain of Eric crushing her shoulder was whelming.

"Your going to die, Possible!" Eric snarled and pointed the gun at Kim's head.

"Eric, please, NO!" Kim screamed in horror, tears forming in her eyes at the thought of a gun being put at her head.

'Click'

Eric looked at his gun in disbelief. The girl who could do anything had emptied his gun in the struggle.

"I don't need a gun!" He grabbed Kim's throat and began to choke her.

Kim grew dizzy from pain and now lack of air. But, at that moment, she used her pair of hands to grab Eric by his shoulders and threw him down the hill. As Kim walked down, she felt a sharp pain that caused cried out. She had sprained ankle in the ensuring struggle and was now using her combat skills that had caused Kim to put a lot of strain on her injury.

From down on the hill, Eric looked up and saw Kim stagger under her own weight. He suddenly grinned. "Well, well, well, can't fight with a hurt ankle, huh, Kim?"

Kim sank to her knees, unable to handle standing. She looked back at the shack where Josh and Tara were and then up at Eric, her green eyes narrowed in fury. "You'll pay for what you've done, Eric. I swear on my life, that you will pay for what you have done."

Eric didn't care what Kim was saying and went over to the wounded warrior grabbing Kim by her wrist. Kim struck back in defense, punching Eric in the stomach and slapping him across the face. Normally she could hold her own against Shego and her other enemies, but the pain in her ankle as a result of the previous struggle was making her unfocused.

Eric struggled against Kim, relatively holding his own against her. He then pressed his foot against her ankle, causing her to cry out. He then sat on top of her.

Kim laid there, the pain great. Red then reached towards Kim and yanked off the red pendant from her neck.

Kim knew at that point that her life was going to end and was determined to let Josh know that if she was going to die, then she would let him know it.

"You know," he said. "That dress was the same one I saw you wear on your date with Josh last year. When you are dead, I shall keep it and all of your garments as a reminder of my ultimate victory. I'm sorry had to do this on your first date with that loser who has abandoned you to suffer my wrath. Then again, maybe I can show your dress to him as a trophy of my victory.

Kim cringed, disgusted at Eric's suggestion.

"Now let's get you out of those clothes," Eric laughed as he grabbed the left shoulder strap of her dress. Kim struggled, but her ankle hurt and Eric was kind of heavy. With a loud snap, Eric tore the left strap of her dress. The sight of seeing Kim in her underwear got Eric excited and now he was not only going to have his revenge, but fulfill his lust by planting his sperm into his enemy.

"Oh this will be good."

Kim could only lay there and prepare for the worst and was now seeing her life flash before her eyes right up until her first date with Ron. Kim shut her eyes and prepared to meet humiliation and death when the sounds of yelling were heard and she heard Eric scream in pain and fall off of her.

"Take your hands off of her!" cried Ron, grabbing Eric by the collar and soon, Ron and Eric began fighting like wild dogs, Eric ripping off Ron's red bow tie. "Kim, get Josh and Tara out of here!"

"But, Ron…" Kim protested as she struggled to her feet. "What about…?"

"NOW!" yelled Ron, as Eric pushed him against the ground.

Reluctantly, Kim got to her feet, gathered her discarded stockings and black sandals, and ran towards the cabin only to discover Tara lying on the cold wooden floor, her light blue dress torn and ruined and her white panties were pulled down. A loud banging noise was coming from the closet that was inside and there was no doubt in Kim's mind that it was Josh. Running over to the closet, Kim flung the door open and Josh fell out, his mouth gagged and his ankles and wrists were tied back.

"Oh, Kim," sobbed Tara, relieved to see her best friend and fellow cheerleader. "Thank God! He was awful! Awful!"

"It's okay," soothed Kim, allowing Tara to cry into her shoulder. "It's okay, you're safe now. It's okay!"

Then, all of a sudden, the sounds of screams were heard as Kim ran to see Mr. Barkin and the patrolman along with several other police officers run over to where Ron and Eric had been fighting.

"If you want to live, you stop moving!" barked the Patrolman as he pulled Eric up to his feet, his hands cuffed around his back. "You're under arrest, you pervert!"

Eric growled and snarled as he struggled against his bonds, while also wincing in pain from injuries he had sustained during the fight. Kim looked on in horror once again to see Ron lying on the ground and clutching his arm tightly, his neat black tuxedo dirtied and ruined.

"My arm," groaned Ron, trying to hold off the blood that was coming out of his arm. "My arm!"

Seeing her boyfriend in so much pain only brought tears to Kim's eyes and all she could do was stand frozen in shock and fear. Yes, she had been through hell and back thanks to Eric, but something happened during the fight that resulted in Ron to suffer in this manner. She couldn't cry, she couldn't speak, only to stare in horror for several minutes before putting back on her stockings and black sandals as she was led to the hospital for evaluation.

Kim and Ron's post-date nightmare was over, but the healing process had only just begun…