Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Kim Possible. Disney does. As for themes from any other works of fiction, I don't own them either. I don't own any fictional material period.

The Prometheus Files Chapter 14: Interference Begets Interference

"Bad Road, Bad Road, Bad Road!" Ron exclaimed.

"Okay, you were right, now focus," Kim replied.

Ron looked around the room. "Okay, I'm probably bullet resistant when I'm powered up, if not bullet proof. Kim and Rufus aren't, so I need to prioritize getting them to safety. Outside is NOT safe; I need to get them to the car…" Ron's thoughts were cut off by a loud explosion.

"What was that!?" Kim demanded.

"That would have been my men blowing up your little car," Alain stated. After listening to a cell phone for a moment, he continued "I'll admit, my men were impressed at how well armored it was, but it was no match for limpet mines. We are also jamming all forms of electromagnetic communication, so you can't call for help, and help can't monitor you."

"Okay, the car's not an option, I need to get Kim and Rufus to a safe distance, then come back for a vehicle, or just call for help. I need to summon my power now."

Ron closed his eyes for a moment and began to focus. A moment later his eyes shot open. "What the hell?" was all he could say.

"Ron, what's wro…." Kim said trailing off.

Ron looked over to see her fall to the floor with a small dart in the back of her neck. Ron soon felt a dart in the back of his own neck, and then the world went black.

Ron awoke to find himself in a ditch. There were other men in the ditch with him. They all had guns and were wearing body armor. Then he realized that he was in a trench, not a ditch, and that he was in the middle of a battlefield. He was holding a very large minigun and was carrying an immense amount of ammunition for it. Any normal person wouldn't be able to move at all with a weapon like this. He could here explosions nearby. The sky was filled with black clouds but it wasn't raining. He tried to move, but found that he couldn't control his actions. "A dream, this is just like that dream I had of Kim killing that villain." He got up and walked down the trench about a hundred feet. Then he saw Kim. He walked up to her. She was also wearing body armor and holding a gun identical to Ron's. She was carrying the same amount of ammo too.

"Well, KP, when do you think the Shriekers will get here?" Ron asked.

"Within the next couple of minutes I would guess," Kim replied.

There was something different about Kim from all the other people that were in the dream. It wasn't just that he knew Kim, but she felt more real in this dream. He focused his power to try to establish a telepathic link like sensei had taught him.

"Kim can you hear me?" Ron thought.

"Yes! What on earth is going on, a minute ago we were in Alain's throne room. Why are we on a battlefield?" Kim replied, her voice shaking.

Ron then noticed that they were both a lot older, perhaps in their early thirties. Also, he finally noticed the general terrain of where they were. They were in Middleton, or more accurately, what was left of it.

"Why can't I control my actions?" Kim thought to Ron.

"I think this is some sort of vision, maybe like that time we dreamt about our ancestors at the World's Fair exhibit in the museum," Ron replied.

"But that was of the past and present, and we could control our actions then. Plus, there was no information about any of our ancestors anywhere in the exhibit." Kim retorted.

"Yeah, I know, but maybe the vision thing is coming from my mystical monkey power, and now that its awoken, the visions are getting more accurate," Ron suggested.

"SHRIEKERS!!!" came a loud cry from down the trench.

Kim and Ron both immediately stood up in the trench and trained their weapons on some approaching creatures. They appeared to be large, four-legged, creatures of some sort that were bred for war. They had large weapons that were imbedded under their own skin. Kim and Ron began firing their massive cannons into the oncoming creatures. Many fell, but more kept coming. Just as the shriekers were about to reach the trench line, Kim and Ron woke up.

Back in the waking world, Kim could only think, "Man that dream was creepy and scary, but now we've got bigger problems." Kim noticed that she was tied to a chair and that Ron was tied to another chair behind her. Rufus appeared to be between them and to Kim's left. He was tied up as well. Further to the left, Alain sat on his throne. There were still at least forty men in full body armor pointing F2000 assault rifles at them.

"Ron, are you awake?" Kim whispered.

"Yeah, but…" Ron replied.

Kim cut him off, "Then use your powers and get us out of this already!" Kim was not whispering anymore.

Ron also raised his voice a bit, "Kim I can't summon my powers for some reason. I don't know what's happening."

"Oh, so you really do have super powers, Ron Stoppable?" Alain asked smiling slightly.

"What going on here, and what do you know about Ron's powers Alain?" Kim asked tersely.

Alain's face darkened. He walked up and slapped Kim across the face, hard.

"HEY, LEAVE HER ALONE! Ooof." Ron yelled before Alain slammed the butt of his F2000 into Ron's stomach.

"You WILL refer to me as LORD Alain, and you will show respect. As for what's going on here, it's simple really. Back when you saved me from that death squad, I told you the truth when I said they were trying to kill me. What I didn't tell you was why. They were trying to kill me because I betrayed them. They represented a guerrilla faction in the Congo that I had been supplying weapons to. I suddenly cut them off and started supplying their enemies because their enemies offered me three times as much. After you saved me, I made sure to increase my personal security. Unfortunately, shortly thereafter, my father found out what I had been doing. He didn't know that I already had most of his court in my pocket though. When he tried to arrest me, I poisoned him, and took control. Now I am third largest supplier of arms in Africa. The old fool never realized how much money he could make moving contraband. Don't think I only smuggle guns. Conflict diamonds, drugs, slaves, it's all very profitable."

Kim spat at the man. Alain responded by firing a round from his assault rifle into Kim's left arm. She screamed.

"HEY, LEAVE HER ALONE YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!" Ron screamed.

He promptly realized this was a mistake, as Alain fired a bullet into Ron's right leg. Ron winced at the pain, but was too angry to be as affected as Kim had been.

"Any further outbursts and I will kill your little rat." Alain pointed the gun at Rufus. "Any further after that and I will begin firing at more sensitive locations." Alain pointed the rifle between Ron's legs. "Do we have an understanding?"

Both teens nodded.

"Good. Looking back, being saved by you that one time was a great boon to my personal cover. Who would believe that someone the great teen hero saved could ever be bad, let alone involved in so many illegal activities. However, now certain groups, in particular NATO Special Forces, have found out about me. I need some leverage, and that's where you come in."

"You're going to use us as hostages? That won't work. We know the game, we get caught and used as hostages, we get abandoned." Kim hissed, groaning through the pain while trying to sound as menacing as possible.

"Ohh, yes. That would be true for any other type of operative. However, you two may be adults now, but you are still world famous teen heroes. The world wide community would be thrown into chaos if you were to be, say slowly tortured on international TV. Especially if the great Kim Possible were to be, hmm, perhaps raped for the whole world to see. NATO will give into my demands to prevent large scale riots and chaos. Plus you two have immense tactical value, and they will go to great lengths to get you back. You two will make excellent hostages." Alain laughed loudly.

Kim and Ron both had looks of pure fear on their faces. Alain had walked over to Kim and had pulled out a knife. He placed it near Kim's neck and began to cut into her shirt. Two guards walked forward and began to pound their fists into Ron's stomach. Alain pulled out another knife in his other hand and moved to start cutting into Kim's pants. They had never been in such a bad situation. They had no backup. If they tried to escape, they would surely be shot. Ron was being beaten, Kim was about to be raped. Their new watches couldn't help them. They didn't even seem to be functioning. Their other equipment had already been taken.

"Wait a moment; the watches don't use electromagnetic waves to communicate, so why hasn't Wade contacted us? Could it be related to why Ron's power isn't working?" Kim thought. "What do you know about Ron's power?" Kim asked, still dead scared.

Alain was taken aback for a moment. Kim hadn't noticed it, but he had just severed the strap of her bra when she asked her question. He walked back towards his thrown and motioned for his men to stop beating Ron before turning and addressing the teens.

"Hmm, now that is actually an interesting subject. About a week ago I was approached by a man. He knew of my plans for you, I don't know how. He told me about Ron's powers, and what they could do. He also told me that my existing plan for you two would fail because of them." Alain motioned towards a scepter made of pure jade that was sitting on his throne. "He gave me that and said it would completely suppress his power. I had my people look at it, and since it was nothing more than jade I figured I had nothing to lose by keeping it around. Apparently, I was right to do so."

"Who gave the scepter to you?" A voice asked.

"I don't know who. I never even saw his face, and he used a voice scrambler. He didn't leave any DNA behind either. He wore a black trench coat and had dark brown hair, but beyond that I know nothing about him." Alain responded, thinking Ron had asked the question.

"It must have been John." Kim spat, also thinking Ron had asked the question.

The voice suddenly focused, and it was clear that it was coming from behind Alain, "No, Kim, I had nothing to do with giving that scepter to this man. I was not lying when I said I was on your side. Whoever did give that scepter to this scumbag is no friend of yours or mine."

Alain spun around to see a black haired man in a black trench coat, wearing black sunglasses standing behind him. He also had a voice shifter on his neck. Just as Alain completed his spin, John brought his left arm up and to his right. With blinding speed, John slammed the back of his hand into the left side of Alain's head. It impacted with such force that Kim and Ron could hear the neck breaking on impact. When Alain's body hit the wall, his head literally exploded into a cloud of blood, gray matter, and bits of skull. The cloud doused several nearby guards, who almost collapsed in shock. Other guards that were further away sighted their rifles on John and began firing. John seemed to disappear, but suddenly reappeared near the wall covered in swords. He grabbed two medium length daggers and assumed a battle stance.

Several guards re-sighted on John, but before they could fire, he disappeared again. About two seconds later he reappeared on the other side of the room. All of the guards suddenly grabbed their throats, as blood began pouring out of them. The heads of several of the guards almost fell off, their necks having been almost completely severed. John dropped one of the two daggers on the ground, their blades now coated in a thin layer of blood. John walked quickly towards the chairs that Kim and Ron were tied up in. They still only had looks of pure fear on their faces. It may have only taken a few seconds for John to walk to the chairs, but the blood from the guards had already spread across the stone floor and reached their shoes. John used the remaining dagger to cut the ropes binding Kim, Ron and Rufus before tossing it to the side.

"Hold still, I need to treat your injuries. You're going to bleed out at this rate." John pulled out a device, and held it over the bullet hole in Kim's arm. John's hand and the device began glowing white. Where previously Kim felt only pain in her arm, she now felt numb. When she looked down, she saw that the wound was rapidly healing. When it was finished, it felt as though nothing had happened. John quickly did the same thing to Ron's leg.

"What, how, who, why…?" Kim began to say.

"We don't have time. NATO Special Forces launched a Tomahawk Missile at this place and its going to hit in about a minute. We need to get to a safe distance; then we can talk."

With that, John turned and picked up one of the F2000s and fired it at the jade scepter. It quickly shattered into hundreds of pieces.

"Good, now I can use my power again," Ron stated angrily.

"No, your power won't return for another six hours. That's also when the advanced transceivers in your nano-subdermals will start functioning again. EM frequency transmission will function again as soon as we are out of range of the jamming system. Come on."

John walked to one of the windows and hit it with his bare fist. Despite being armored glass, it exploded outward. John quickly grabbed Kim and Ron (who had pocketed Rufus at this point) and jumped out the window. He landed on the fort wall and made another jump, this one at least a hundred feet into the air. They landed about 500 feet from the fort. John made another long jump, this one going at least half a mile. When he landed, he turned around and indicated for Kim and Ron to do the same. They saw the fort, and they also saw a light approach it from the north. When the light hit the fort, it exploded in a massive fireball. All that was left was burning wreckage. It was clear that no one survived.

"Okay, now we can talk," John said.

Kim started, "Okay, first question. Who the hell are you?"

"I stated before that I don't plan on telling you for a while but you might figure it out on your own."

"Okay, why did you help us?"

"Because I'm on your side."

"I can't really believe you're a good guy, after they way you killed all those men."

"I never said I was a good person, I said I was on your side. Whatever side that may be. However, they would have died when that Tomahawk hit anyway."

"Why haven't you helped us with other missions?"

"Because you didn't need my help."

"And we needed it this time?"

"Interference begets interference."

"What?"

"Had it not been for someone interfering and giving that two bit smuggler that scepter, you wouldn't have needed any help. Since someone else interfered, I also had to interfere to keep you two alive. I couldn't help you at other times because there was no interference. I can't get involved unless someone else interferes. That's the rule, at least for now."

"Who interfered?" Ron asked, entering the conversation.

"I can't tell you that yet, but you might figure it out on your own." John replied.

"Why is this rule so important?" Ron asked. He had never been a stickler for the rules.

"There are many types of rules. Some result in monetary cost or minor disciplinary action if they are broken. Others result in people getting injured if they are broken. This particular rule is the kind that can cost millions of lives if it's broken."

Kim cut in at this point, "John, are you a wielder?"

"If I was a wielder, wouldn't it stand to reason that the scepter would also drain my power as well? I clearly still had super-human speed and strength. On the subject of the scepter, it was the only object of its kind, and has been rendered completely inert. You will never have to worry about such an object ever again." John said flatly.

"So you're saying you're using something else, like a battle suit?" Kim asked.

"I'm not saying anything about my abilities," John replied matter-of-factly.

"How do you know about wielders? It's a GJ top secret. Despite how many times Wade hacked GJ's databases; he never once got wind of it," Ron said.

"True, but I can't tell you that yet."

"When can you tell us?" Kim asked in an annoyed voice.

"Later."

"How later? Wait, let me guess, you can't tell us yet," Kim said.

"Precisely. You're finally catching on," John smiled for the first time.

"So asking any further questions is pointless."

"Correct Kim."

Ron and Kim stepped back for a moment and looked carefully at John. Between his high collared trench coat and black sunglasses, they couldn't make out much in the way of facial features. They also noticed that his hair was, in fact, dyed black, and there was a lot of extra dye. He was hiding his real hair color, and he wasn't hiding the fact that he was hiding it.

John walked a few feet over and punched his hand down into the sand. He pulled out a large duffel bag.

"There's some water and a sun resistant shelter in this bag. Wade should be reestablishing contact as soon as the EM jammer goes out. It shouldn't take GJ more than half an hour to get some extraction to you. I'm off, you don't need my help anymore," John said in a kinder tone.

"Do you think we'll just let you leave? You still broke into a GJ outpost and hacked the computer systems," Kim taunted.

"How many times has Wade hacked GJ's systems? He always did it for the greater good, as did I. Also, I saved your lives." John stated.

"So we owe you?" Kim scoffed.

"You owe me at least a 'thank you'. However, it's not like you could stop me from leaving even if you wanted to. Goodbye." With that, John disappeared with a wisp of sand beneath his feet.

A moment later another explosion came out of the burning remnants of the fort. They immediately heard a familiar tune from their watches.

"Wade, you have no idea how glad we are to see you!" Ron exclaimed.

"Are you guys all right?!? I mean, just as you guys got near the fort, I lost all contact, even the stuff that uses the new elder power based transceivers. Then suddenly Betty comes running up saying that Alain is a criminal, and NATO just launched a missile at him."

"Alain had a scepter that suppressed Ron's power, and I guess the transceivers in our watches too. He also had a radio jammer, which just went out I guess. It was all a trap, he was planning on using us as hostages," Kim explained.

"Whoa, that could have been bad. How did you get out?"

Ron cut in, "Actually, John saved us."

"John, as in the John that broke into the GJ base?" Wade asked, flabbergasted.

"Yes." Kim replied. "We'll tell you all about it, after you get us out of this scorching desert."

"Right, a GJ craft is on the way, it should be there inside 25 minutes," Wade stated.

"Okay, catch you later Wade," Kim said as she closed the connection.

"Okay, Ron we should get the shelter setup, even 25 minutes in this heat and sun could be bad."

"Yeah,"

They promptly assembled the shelter, which was actually little more than a light colored open air tent. As they sat down, Ron looked at his girlfriend. "KP, your shirt."

"What about my shirt, oh." Kim said as she looked at the cut in the neckline.

With John's sudden appearance and his healing of their bullet wounds, followed by their escape and the interrogation, they had almost forgotten about what happened in the fort. But such memories couldn't be suppressed for long.

A torrent of fear and uncertainty rushed over the two young lovers as their adrenaline high passed. Kim had not yet finished sitting, and she fell to her knees. Ron almost passed out. That was by far the most traumatic experience they had had to date. The appearance of John had been so surprising, that it had literally put them into shock. That had now passed. They were about to be tortured, they had both been shot, Kim had almost been raped. They had been completely at the mercy of a truly evil person. Someone who had no sense of morality or honor. A man with no conscience. This had been their first taste of true evil, and they knew it. Their other enemies would probably never even try to kill them, except for Monkey Fist, but none of them would ever in a million years try to torture or rape them. They were truly lucky to have survived.

"Ron, I…" Kim was crying as she was cut off when Ron pulled her into a hug. He was also crying. They sat there just holding each other. No words were necessary between them. All they needed was contact. Everything was understood. They found peace in each other arms; a peace that could, at least for now, allow them to keep going.

"Thank you, John," the two whispered in harmony.

A/N: Wow, I'm on a roll. I expect to have the next chapter out within a couple of days.