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CB73: Ron's girl troubles are about to multiply and meeting Hiruzen would have been very bad. Kim will be one of his biggest obstacle in the end, with the help of an unexpected ally.

Daccu65: Hisako wants Ron to be prepared for his destiny and doesn't believe following Shego will work, since it didn't work the last time. And she's pretty sneaky about getting things done the way she wants. Especially who Ron spends his time with...

Bookfisher: He talks at times like that because some of the things he has went through. A few hints are in this chapter.

Lostxinxthexdarkness and Guest: Thank you! Hopefully I don't burn myself out.

(Rockwaller Residence)

When I got home from Temple, I immediately ran upstairs, ignoring my mother and sisters. They didn't really try to stop me, so I knew they hadn't tried to get in my room. That would be a disaster.

When I got in front of my door, I found it still locked. Never know if Dad tried to get in too. I then concentrated, imagining a picture of the side of the door knob that was in my room. After a second, I turned the door knob and found it unlocked. All that practice with Tara last night helped.

I did my best to banish the frightened look of Hope out of my mind. She was fine, but Ron might not be. I found him still in my bed. Unconscious and unresponsive to my touch. I had hoped it would have woken up by now, but since he never came to school or contacted me, I knew he wasn't going to be up.

I heard a strange beeping and I looked for the source of the sound. I saw Ron's super advanced watch thing letting off a white light. I picked up his wrist, looking at the watch. The light was actually a button on the side of the watch.

When I pressed it, an image of a middle aged man's head appeared in the air. He had black hair, with a grey streak running down the middle. His eyebrows were also gray. He must dye his hair, but I don't understand why he didn't dye the all of it. Maybe the streak looked cool or something to him? I mean it was different, I guess.

"Bonnie Rockwaller, I suppose?" he asked me, only looking a little surprised to see me. I nodded. "My name is Jack Hench. I am the owner of the Hench Co. My company supplies all the henchmen, devices, and lairs for all super villains use."

"I've been trying to reach Ronald since last night since he didn't do his nightly review of the operations log and he wasn't off on some mission or other activity he informed of. I was wondering about his condition, but I can clearly see he's incapacitated. Could you inform me of how this happened?"

"Hold up buster. How do you know my name and why should I tell you anything?" I asked. I wasn't going to trust some random old creep.

"Miss Rockwaller, Ronald told me about you. All I know is Ron has taken you under his wing for whatever reason. Ronald came to me to help him with his goals, so I supply him with the necessary materials for those goals," He told me, "For one, he is extremely intelligent, making devices some of the top eggheads of today can't create. He shares these inventions with me, which I use to sell for profits."

"And what else does Ron do?"

"Not my place to tell. Now, could you please tell me what happened? I might be able to help the young man's recovery."

That won me over. This guy is a business partner of Ron's. And from what I've seen from the interactions of my father and his partners, I knew they get concerned and try to help when the cash flow slows down for some unknown reason.

I told him a heavily edited version of the other day. I didn't want Ron to seem weak in front of this guy. My dad made always hid any pain or sickness from his business partners, so they couldn't take advantage of him. The man rubbed his chin in deep thought.

"This not good. I'm sending out Android Beta, even though his programming isn't complete yet," Jack told me, "It should be there in about fifteen minutes. He'll also give you your own Omni tool, the watch on Ronald's wrist. He had one made for specifically for you."

His image disappeared before I got the chance to ask any more questions. And what was Android Beta? What was an Android?

I got on my computer for the time being while I waited. I looked what an Android was first, seeing it was a robot. I looked up Jack Hench, verifying what he told me about himself. I wonder how he wasn't locked up yet. He did sell devices of mass destruction to crazy people. Must have a crack team of lawyers.

There was a knock at my door around the fifteen-minute mark. "Your new loser boyfriend is downstairs!"

That was Lonnie. Ron wasn't a loser and how could he be downstairs, when he was in my bed asleep? I left my room and went downstairs with my annoying sister, who was blabbing about how Ron was a step down. I almost smacked her, but I kept my cool.

Lonnie then told me she was joking and wondered why I didn't even try to deny Ron being my boyfriend. I told her she wouldn't believe me anyways, so I didn't try. She asked me if we were just friends then. I nodded, as I felt some sort of unease as we got closer to the bottom of the steps. Who was masquerading around as Ron and why?

Standing by the door was a carbon copy of Ron. I kept myself from looking shock and told the copy to come upstairs to my room. I told my family Ron and I were going to work on some homework.

As I and the imposter walked upstairs, I kept glancing at him for anything out of place. His appearance was perfect, nothing was different. But he kept on smiling that goofy smile. Normally, Ron would drop the act by now. Going to his neutral expression or the stoic one.

Once we got in my room, I used my powers to quickly close the door, lock it, and hold this fake in place. He wasn't going to escape from me and he was going to answer my questions. And then I would knock him out and restrain him.

"You got five seconds to tell me who you are before you find yourself blacked out by asphyxia," I whispered as I sneered, "Start talking!"

"I am Android Beta," the imposter told me, as I allowed his lips to move, "Did Jack Hench not tell you I was arriving?"

"You did come right at fifteen minutes, but tell me why you look just like Ron?" I asked, not so nicely. I still had to be thorough, who knows what this possible guy or machine to be up to.

"Mistress Bonnie, I mean you no harm. I was created to be a replication of Creator Ronald, for when he has to leave Middleton days at a time, Kimberly Possible will not be alarmed to him missing," it answered, "With Creator being unconscious for an unknown amount of time, I was turned on to take his place until he woke up."

I let go of Android Beta mentally, keeping a wary eye on the robot. The machine walked over to Ron. I was about to grab a hold of it when it produced an orange beam that went over my Ronnie's body. I had stopped myself because it was the same beam Ron had used on me.

Android Beta told me Ron was in a coma of sort. A coma! Who knew how long he was going to be like that. Beta then found the Kim's demeaning tracking chip and placed on the back of his neck.

It pulled a golden watch with pink leather straps. He told me this was my Omni tool. Ronnie definitely knew my taste. I grabbed it telekinetically and put in on. Perfect fit.

The robot gave me a brief tutorial on how it worked, making sure I could contact it or Jack if needed. It then asked me did I want it to walk with me in the mornings. I declined, I didn't want a constant reminder of Ron's state. I was worried enough already.

I told Beta to stay out of my sight while I finished the little homework I had. I couldn't let him leave immediately because my family would get suspicious. If only the damn machine could leave the same way Ron would.

(Middleton High: Next Morning)

I was surprised, and happy, when I saw Kim and Ron speaking to each other this morning without Kim looking a guilty puppy and Ron not having his now signature annoyed expression. Kim was going about Josh and the last date the two had, while Ron had a small smile on his face. Nodding ever few seconds. I couldn't tell if he was actually listening or just appearing to.

But I could tell Ron was forcing his friendliness. He would move really stiff sometimes when he interacted with Kim. Almost if it was painful. Like now, when Kim gave him a hug and he hesitantly hugged back.

When the redhead left to go to meet up with Josh before class, I immediately questioned him about his behavior before he could go to his own class. I couldn't give him any time to make up some lie. But his facial expression showed me he was genuinely confused. He then asked me a thorough list of questions about what he did wrong. I looked up at the clock and saw we only had a few minutes before class started.

I refused to answer all his questions while we walked to class. One because he weirded me out. Which was hard for him to do. Second and most importantly, I didn't want him to be faking around Kim. I rather have the two settle their differences and move forward. They had been best friends since preschool and I was going to keep that friendship alive. Especially since the two were obviously not going to be dating anytime soon.

Kim had pretty boy Josh and Ron had Queen Bee Bonnie, of all people. The Queen Bee and The Joker of Middleton High were having a secret relationship. I didn't have concrete proof yet, but I just knew the two had something going on. I have seen the way those two interact.

Bonnie didn't insult Ron anymore, calling the blonde by his first name. Like when we bumped into her right before we got to the class everyone seemed to share. Everyone else thought this was due to Ron beating up or belittling anyone that tried to mess with him now. A lot of the students were now afraid of him. He wasn't that pushover string bean I first met when came to this school. He's got fighting skills now and the muscles to back them up.

Bonnie respected him and his intimidating presence now. If I wasn't already his friend, I would be scare to talk to him. Always glaring at people with cold eyes that sent shiver down your spines if you look too long in them. His hands always clenching and body looking tense, ready to strike at a moment's notice. Like he was expecting someone to attack him. All of Middleton High wasn't D hall, Ron!

But there were people that calmed him down. Like me, because I am such a great friend. Only haters tensed in my presence. Bonnie did too, for obvious reasons. Tara because she was all sun shines and rainbows. You must be a pure evil being whose weakness was niceness to be uncomfortable around the blonde bombshell. And of course Kim, to a somewhat lesser degree.

But back to the evidence about Ron and Bon! Others haven't noticed the affectionate tone Bonnie tried to hide whenever she said his name. I would also catch her staring at the blonde, cheeks blushing, and eyes glazed like she was daydreaming. This never lasted for more than a few seconds, so it was rare sight to see. I wished I had a camera on me right now, because there she was, practically drooling over him in our class.

Lucky for her, she sat in the back corner of the class, with Tara in front of her and Hope to the left side. Effectively blocking her from most other students' view. But not me! Hope glared at me as I caught her best friend in lala land. Hope made a small paper ball and threw at Bonnie to knock the brunette out her gaze. I laughed a little as the two started to talk in angry hushed tones.

Mr. Barkin scolded the two cheerleaders and gave them the threats of detention. They both quickly shut their mouths. I let out a nearly silent snicker, receiving glares from the two.

And the last thing was the morning coffee and meet ups in the library! I had been held up by my parents today, so I couldn't get my spy on. This is where Bonnie and Ron would joke and flirt freely, away from the eyes of the general student body. I'm sure Ron knew I was spying on them in there. His eyes would always find my body in the library, no matter how many times I changed my location, and then smirk before walking over to Bonnie. Guess he knew I wouldn't say anything to anyone else because I was his friend.

A folded note from was placed on my desk. I looked over to Hope, who as still glaring at me. She pointed at the paper, obviously wanting me to read it. I opened it up and to see what it said.

Inside, Hope had offered me a deal. One where I would dispel all the rumors about Ron and Bonnie possibly dating. In return, Hope would give me all the hidden secrets of most of the people at the top of the food chain, besides Tara, Bonnie, and herself. Not surprised at that restriction.

I sent a note back asking why. Her note contained a was a very rude take or leave it. I was little bit disappointed I didn't even get a chance to haggle with her about the deal. I loved haggling! My title as Gossip Queen demanded I accept it. It was a pretty good deal. I handed her my acceptance, with her writing back her phone number to be contacted. Couldn't wait to get those juicy juicy secrets!

(Middleton High: Same Day)

Today was not going well so far. This morning only Tara picked up before I left the house to pick her up. Hope kept sending me to voice mail. She was really upset at me.

When I picked up Tara, she gave a meek good morning. Then she stayed silent for the whole drive to school. I tried prodding her to talk, barely getting any response from her. I eventually stopped trying.

Once we got to school, I found Hope at her locker and attempted to talk to the girl. But she gave me the cold shoulder, walking away before I could get one word out. She didn't even speak to Tara! The only good thing was the compliments I received on my Omni tool.

The rest of the day was the same, even at lunch. Our table was filled with a tense silence, none of the lesser popular girls willing to say anything unless Tara, Hope, or me talked first. Tara barely ate her lunch and Hope quickly finished hers to just cross her arms to stare her empty tray.

Now I was at cheerleading practice with a snarky Kim. It was a complete disaster. I was a little out of practice and totally out of sync with Tara and Hope. Because of this funk between us. Kim was frustrated with us because our synchronicity was big part of the new cheerleading routines. She was now yelling at us to get over whatever was holding us back. Hope and I told her to shut up and stay out of our business. Hope shocked our captain by talking back to her, not me. But still both had to do extra exercises after that.

With the less of Ron, she had planned a bunch of new over the top routines focusing on us three. She wanted us to have a much bigger role to keep the attention of the crowd. And I was given what I guess what was a promotion, being the leader of this trio. Not that I really cared anymore.

Practice was now over, and I headed to the shower room to get out of here. Cheerleading didn't have the same appeal anymore. Kim asked me, with a bit of a snarky tone, if I was going to attend the next session while I was available. I shrugged, maybe. Maybe not.

She then asked me if everything was okay, saying as her team captain, I could come talk to her why I was missing practice. She said even though we had our differences, I was great cheerleader and a big contribution. Did she think I was quitting or something?

I told her everything was all right, nothing for her to worry about. The look in her eyes told me she didn't believe me. Not my problem, as long she didn't try to snoop at me. I gathered my stuff and got ready to leave.

As I waited by my car for Tara, Hope walked up to me. Now it seemed she wanted to talk to me. She started to demand answers about why I was here. She thought Ron would make me come to practice, since he was apparently up. She had a sneer on her face and a malicious tone when she said his name. That wouldn't do.

I narrowed my eyes and told her to watch her tone. She took a step back, giving a weak apology, not really meaning it. I glared at her and she glared back. Tara then walked up to us and frowned. She told us to stop being stupid, saying the three of us had been friends since middle school and one guy shouldn't break us up.

Hope went on about how she wasn't concerned about Ron. She was just surprised I showed up to practice and not spend time with Ron. Tara told Hope to shut up and stop making the situation worse and more awkward. She said she too wanted to know when Ron got better, but this wasn't the place. My house, more specifically my room, was better. Hope seemed reluctant come but agreed to talk to there.

I used my Omni tool to send a voice message to tell Beta to meet me at my house. I received an instant affirmation. Hope and Tara asked me about my Omni tool, noticing the gold and pink device for the first time. I told them it was an invention of Ron's and had made this one specifically for me. I knew I had big grin on my face, I couldn't help it. But I quickly wiped it off my face when I saw the sad look on Tara's face. Hope's disgruntled one didn't bother me though.

I told the two to get in the car, so we could get back to my house. Hope made a snarky comment about how Ron didn't upgrade my car somehow. I replied that I was probably going to get one soon. Tara told us both to shut up and do this crap when she wasn't around. The rest of the drive was silent.

When we arrived, Beta was already there, patiently waiting at the front door. He didn't just pick the lock like Ron would probably do. He greeted me as Mistress Bonnie again since the general public wasn't around. He told me that Tara and Hope were low ranking VIPs for him.

I saw the confused looks on my friends' faces, but I didn't give them to chance to ask questions. I headed inside and walked upstairs, with all of them in tow. Once we all were in my room, Hope asked what the fuck Beta was, seeing Ron was still in my bed.

The android explained to them what it was. Hope shook her head, saying things just got stranger each day with Ron. Tara was impressed and excited, wanting to see more of Ron's invention.

With their curiosity sated for the time being, Hope lost some of her coldness towards me, not all of it. Tara wasn't as silent anymore. I still needed to apologize to both of them for my recent behavior. I was out of line.

Hope needed some time before she would even listen to an apology. She was only looking out for me, thinking I was getting too deep in something too dangerous.

Tara, on the other hand, was much more difficult. I either find someone just like old innocent Ron or let her have new Ron. I doubt I could find a suitable replacement because Ron was too unique. Both versions of him. And I wasn't willing to give my Ronnie away. Maybe I could share? But would she even accept that?

I stopped thinking about that. I took another glance at Ron. Hopefully, he would wake up soon. I hated seeing him so vulnerable. So weak. This wasn't the Ron I got to know.

(Mindscape)

I saw the familiar all blue distant areas of my mind. But now there was purple lines that zigzagged through it. Like lightening streaks against the night sky.

"Finally awake, huh Ronald?" I heard Hisako's voice from above me. She was lounging in midair. Her voice wasn't filled with the normal smugness, but instead concern.

I found myself in a purple bed, similar to Bonnie's. "What happened?"

"I tried to get you to face some old memories that you had buried in the deepest recesses of your mind, but you weren't ready," she answered, frown on her face and eyes filled with guilt, "I'm sorry."

I asked what the memories were about, but she refused to answer. She said that she wouldn't speak of it since they caused me to be knocked out for about two days now.

What! I told her I needed to leave immediately. My plans could have been set back or even worse, stopped by some unforeseen event. Looking at the track record of all the villains, it was highly likely that could happen to me too. With all the government agencies like Global Justice still up and running, I had to be careful and takes painfully slow. One misstep could ruin everything. And I rather it be my own fault I failed, not me being inactive.

Hisako told me not to worry. Apparently, Bonnie and Jack had everything covered. Mostly Jack though. I felt a little relieved by this. But how did she know this? I asked.

She told me that she had a limited field of vision around my body, even when I was unconscious. Jack had met Bonnie when the brunette turned on the video calling system on my Omni Tool. With me inoperable, Jack had awakened Android Beta to take my place at school while I recovered. I will never regret my decision to what I did to Jack, he was far too useful to dispose of.

Hisako then went on telling me how Bonnie was ready to tear apart Android Beta. Just to defend me because she thought it was an imposter trying to hurt me or something. She was very happy about this, being annoyingly cheery about it. But I was happy too. And proud. She had taken her what I said about her being my shield and sword seriously.

Still in that annoying cheerful mood, Hisako said another good thing happened. She said I should have noticed just by the differences here. The emergence of all the purple in here was somehow a sign I was connecting to Bonnie spiritually and it was going to unlock more powers for the both us.

Spiritual connection! There was only one person that I should have that with, my wife. Who I prefer to be the Supreme One. Not that Bonnie was a bad second choice. I didn't have terrible taste in women, I preferred women of class and power, thank you very much.

Hisako was laughing at me now. The spirit child explained to me that Bonnie's soul and mine weren't going to become one. I just misunderstood her explanation. Bonnie and I were just drawing strength from one another. But Hisako would love for that to happen.

When will this blasted spirit ever stop trying to play match maker? She always trying to push me to someone that isn't Kimberly or the Supreme One. Kimberly was a childhood crush I had outgrown near the end of school. The Supreme on was a radiant woman, almost a goddess among these simple women on Earth.

"You don't love her, Ron! You worship her."

I glared at Hisako, snarling at her. "I knew who I fucking love! And there was only one being I worship, and it's a man! I not some damn heretic!"

The Lotus Blade was unfazed by my uncharacteristic outburst. "The way you talk about her, make you sound like a fervent worshipper, not a lover."

She seemed like she wanted to say more, but I didn't want to hear more of this subject. It always made me extremely aggravated, for some reason. I decided to change the subject to how my connection to Bonnie will let me get stronger.

Hisako said it was allowing me to get closer to unlocking my second chakra. I would gain a new set of powers upon allow the second chakra. Which Hisako didn't know what it was going to be, since it varied from user to user. I was still excited. Something new to master.

"What did you learn about the second chakra?" Hisako asked me.

All I knew it was located below the navel, right at the center of my lower belly. The element it was associated with was water, representing flexibility. I had gotten sidetracked with Bonnie, stopping my research.

Hisako clapped a few times in approval. "Correct, but that's not everything. It's the center of your feelings. It's what makes you seek out enjoyment in life. Especially concerning your sexuality and sexual desires."

She gave me a suggestive wiggle of her eyebrows. "No woman. I'm not going to exploit Bonnie like that."

"She would enjoy it though. And you know she wants it. It's a win win situation for you."

"I'm still not doing it."

Hisako landed on the bed beside me, staring at me. "Is it because you actually care about her? That you would feel terrible about taking her virginity and possibly making her fall in love with you while she has this distorted image of you?"

I turned away from her. "Yes."

"The Sacral Chakra also deals with relationship and relating with others, forming an identity through those relationships," she told me, "After your friendship with Kim was shattered, you only had Shego to please. Everyone else was trying to please you or her."

"Now you're in the past without her. Even though you have a goal with her in mind, you still desire something like your few relationships you used to have, one which could barely be counted. Bonnie, who you have a great familiarity with, has literally plopped down in your lap, with even more use than her other version. You hold all the power over her, but you don't abuse it. You know what that means?"

I knew what she was getting at. "I'm only confusing her with my memories of the other Bonnie, a sexual partner and nothing more."

"Who you did care about and was friends with. Why are you denying that?"

"Doesn't matter."

Hisako huffed in annoyance. "Ronald, stop being so damn difficult! You need a genuine relationship."

I closed my eyes. I didn't want Bonnie to distract me from the Supreme One. "And what about all the lying I'm doing to her?"

"Tell her the truth. Not all of it, but a good portion."

"It's either all or nothing. I would still feel like I would be manipulating her."

"Ronald, you need this! So unless you're going to jump on the Tara Train, you'll never heal."

Heal? The hell was she going about not? I was perfectly fine! I looked at the spirit. Her hand over her mouth told me she didn't mean to let that last part slip. I had caught her.

"It's time for you to leave," she said, before I could question her. The familiar black vortex appeared behind me, now with purple streaks of energy. How convenient it appeared when she had made a slip of the tongue.

"You lied to me, Hisako. You control when I enter and leave. You've been manipulating me all this time!" I growled, "And to think I was beginning to trust you."

Hisako shook her head. "No Ronald. I've been trying to show you the path to a greater you. You are no longer bound by Shego's strings and I intend to make sure you never end in her grasp ever again!"

"The Supreme One never controlled me! You know nothing of what you speak of. All you have done is scheme to ruin my plan of bringing her back. She is the head of the Regime, the true leader! She created the only human empire to take over all of humanity. I cannot stop the Lowardians with her."

Hisako looked at me in pity. If only I could smack some sense into her! "You can Ron. You don't need her. Just believe in yourself."

"I know my own limits, unlike you."

"There's so much you refuse to acknowledge. It's holding you back from your true potential. And it's why you are in this coma like state. The memories I tried to make you face are still too painful. I shouldn't have been so hasty."

She lifted her hand towards me, pushing me towards the vortex. "Go back to the embrace of someone who cares. These memories shall ease your mind."

As I was thrown into the vortex, I heard her muttering something about contacting Bonnie. I had to stop this damn meddling woman. As soon as I got out of this void.

(Monday Night: Middleton Hotel Room)

"So this is America?" A dark haired Asian teenage male said, "What do you think, Yori?"

"The people here are very rude. They need lessons in manners from our cafeteria lady," I answered.

Hirotaka let out a laugh. "I'll love to see the sight of that!"

"I don't think any of them could handle her, not even the Kim Possible," I said, giggling afterwards, "Enough of that. Tell me what you found today."

Hirotaka frowned. "My scouting has been a failure with finding the target."

"Not a failure, Hirotaka. You still found three leads, which is good," I reassured him. He was so used to completing everything perfectly. Our first mission in another country and he gets all angst filled when he is unable complete in less than a week.

I pulled out the sketch that Master Sensei had given us, one he had made himself. It was a painting of a tall blonde man in his late 20's, about 6 feet tall. His hair was a well maintained comb over. His face was sharp and angular, freckles around his nose and under his eyes. His eyes were a chocolate brown, with thin eyebrows. He had a small scar over the right side of his lip.

His upper body was lean and muscular, noticeable even through his black military dress uniform, filled to the brim with medals. The insignia on the uniform belonged to some unknown organization, which strange for us since we knew about everyone! He was overall a handsome man. A very handsome one at that.

I had to fight down the blush I knew was coming. I didn't need more teasing from Hirotaka.

I pulled out three separate folders from my bag and placed them on the common room table. Each one had a picture of a blonde person on them, all having qualities of our target.

The first was obviously our target's father. The man was shorter and had a stockier build. The second was the first's wife and mother of the target. She was of a slender build and was were our target got his head shape and eye color from.

The third, the son of the first and second, was our target's little brother. He was a copy of the man, just shorter, less muscular, and still had the baby fat on his face. In a few years and with the right exercise regimen, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference between the two.

We were going to investigate the family's house, but we found surveillance devices covering the house. Deciding not to tip off whoever was watching the Stoppable family, we left the house alone. We then tried the school, forgoing the Possible household because we knew the so called world saving heroine was being heavily watched by U.S. government.

But we still couldn't even get inside! That place was being watched heavily too. Being stealthy in Middleton was hard, since everything that interested us was being watched by three different groups. Talk about overkill.

The first group was Wade Load, he had the lowest quality of the trio, but not by much compared to the second group. Especially considering he made them out scrap materials. It was just a further testament to his super genius level intellect. His camera's watched Kim's, the Stoppable's household. And his own house, of course.

The second group was Global Justice. They watched the same houses as Wade, but also Middleton High. Probably to watch Kim's daily life and figure out to recruit her later when she turns eighteen.

An unknown party used the last group. This set watched everything the others did and more. Ones I couldn't fathom at first, like Tara Strong, Hope Graham, and Bonnie Rockwaller. But I found out soon enough.

Ron Stoppable, sidekick and best friend of Kim Possible, spent much time with Bonnie Rockwaller. And by extension, Tara and Hope too. More Tara than Hope because she had a strange distrust of the silly blonde boy.

From what we had gathered and heard, Bonnie was a mean spirited girl that was at the top of some senseless popularity hierarchy that had been constructed by her older sisters. She enjoyed making everyone under her miserable. Strange she was friends with someone who was considered to be beneath the bottom of the hierarchy, somehow.

"Yori, we are at a dead end," Hirotaka spoke up, "Unless we go break in the Stoppables' household, we aren't going anywhere."

"No, we need to find the signal of the devices and have a video loop sent to the feed before we enter and leave. It's too risky to just barge in," I explained. Hirotaka was always a little hasty, while Master Sensei said I was too reactive and not proactive enough. Our esteemed teacher hoped we both learned from each other's methods.

"We're going to be stuck in this country forever," Hirotaka whined, "I can't even enjoy the sights here."

I rolled my eyes. I knew the sights he wanted to enjoy. He could be such a pig sometimes. "Just get on your motorcycle and drive out in the country side. The beauty of nature is an amazing sight; you know?"

"You know what I mean and the nature scenery is more up your alley."

The two of us discussed what was our next move. We both decided tomorrow we would enroll in Middleton High to get closer to Ronald Stoppable. We would integrate ourselves into his life and circle of friends. He would be the key to finding our target.

AN: Sorry I took so long. I kept editing the chapter so much and until I finally decided to what way to go. The original chapter is actually 10k worlds long and still in progress. I decided to split the chapters to give some content and focus on editing the second half. Hopefully I can get it out in a week. And I learned my lesson that trying to make super long chapters isn't the best. They just don't flow.