Chapter 20- Why Did You Do This?
Screech!
The car Ron was riding in slid to a stop with a loud screech, shoving Ron forward and jolting him back to reality. Looking around Ron struggled to see something but all he could see was blackness for the guards had put a blindfold over his eyes.
He heard the engine shut off and soon heard both the driver and passenger exit the car, both slamming their doors before approaching Ron's door and pulling it open. Grabbing Ron by his shoulders, the Global Justice officers pulled Ron through out of the car and into a large parking garage. He heard a car door being slammed behind him and he knew that he was being pushed through a parking garage and he kept banging into someone.
"Yori?" he asked.
"I am here Stoppable-San," the oriental woman affirmed.
"Shut up," ordered the guards surrounding them, "If you talk again, I'll beat you senseless."
"Okay, you're the boss, chief," Ron smirked.
Whack
"It was worth it," he whispered to Yori who he heard snort in an effort not to laugh.
Ron sensed the group entering an elevator and his suspicions were confirmed when he heard the tell-tale-
Ding
-Of the doors as they closed and the guards punched in their floor. The guards removed their blindfolds and Ron could see that they were in a delivery elevator, which meant that it was a great deal larger than the normal elevator in that this kind of elevator could hold Humvees, Tanks, or in this case, a Boeing CH-47 "Chinook" Class helicopter.
As Ron marveled at the helicopter, Yori stood unimpressed, after all, Yamanuchi has hover jets…as does GJ…why on earth do they need a Chinook here she thought as the elevator continued down. The ride down was uneventful, punctuated only by Yori cracking her knuckles and the guards cocking their guns in response.
Ron slowly reached out a hand that was handcuffed and tapped Yori on the side in a gesture of saying, Quit messing around. You're going to get us killed.
Shrugging noncommittally, Yori only responded by taking a relaxed stance in the confines of the elevator.
Ding
The doors opened and the two captives were pushed forward roughly into a large hallway where they heard a door sliding open with a loud grating sound. Pushed towards the door, Ron's feet caught on the ground and he tripped, sending him and Yori through the door. Quickly the guards exited the cell block and retreated through the doors at the far end of the hallway
Landing on the ground, Ron rolled to his feet and looked up into the eyes of-
"Ronald?" Gene Stoppable called out.
"Ron, what are you doing here?" asked Jim Possible.
"Well, I was to get some take out and-What do you think I'm doing here?! I was captured and arrested and in the morning," he paused to get his breath back, "In the morning I'll probably be tried and executed for what Will has accused me of doing." His voice cracked on the word doing, betraying exactly how he felt and how scared he was of the situation.
He felt a comforting pat on his thigh and looking down saw Hannah Stoppable lightly patting his thigh as if to say, Don't worry brother…It'll be all right.
Without a word, Ron scooped up his sister and held her tight. Looking around he caught a reassuring glance from his parents as they gave him their silent approval at all he had done. Motioning them over, Ron gathered them into a large hug and together they waited. Feeling something hop into his pocket, Ron looked down and was rewarded with a wave from Rufus.
"Hink, ello!" the Mole Rat called out before retreating into Ron's pocket.
While Ron was reconnecting with his family, Yori was looking around the cell for some way to get out.
Eight inch thick Plexiglas secured into the concrete, she looked down the hall as far as she could and saw that there was security cameras posted at both ends of the hallway. Below them was the Global Justice insignia that lay at what would be a crossroads if the doors were open. Looking down at the floor of the hallway, she saw a few tiles that looked out of place. They appeared to be millimeters above the surrounding tiles and different colors but for all her training, she couldn't figure out what their purpose was.
So intent was she on finding out what the out of place tiles were that she failed to hear the approach of Ann Possible.
"Find anything interesting?" the doctor asked.
Without turning from abandoned hallway, Yori answered, "The tiles in the floor…some are out of place…"
Ann looked and after several seconds replied, "Well, what does that mean?"
Yori closed her eyes in thought and silently contemplated what it meant before all the pieces fell into place, "Pressure sensors in the floor. You step on those tiles and the alarms go off. Although, with Du-San in command, I'm guessing that it's not your standard alarm system."
While Yori talked aloud as to what the alarm could be, Ann watched her, trying to figure out why she remembered this woman. Looking at Yori's neck Ann saw a pendant hanging there that was in the shape of a Lotus flower.
"Well, son of a bitch," Ann whispered.
Yori's eyes immediately flicked to the woman standing next to her and in an instant had her by the shoulders and pressed against the bars of their cell.
"What did you say to me?" asked Yori.
Ann winced as she noticed everyone in the cell moving towards them. Motioning towards the advancing people to stop them, Ann nodded toward the pendant on Yori's neck and replied, "Jack Thompson, your boyfriend?"
"Fiancée."
"Fiancée, whatever," Ann said, "I met him yesterday and he had that same pendant around his neck said that we'd meet again. Well now that you're here, I guess he was right."
Yori dropped her arms and bowed her head in apology, "Forgive me for hurting you. Although he isn't here yet."
Ann brushed off her shoulders and smiled sweetly, "But you know that he's going to come for you."
Nodding Yori replied, "I know he will," looking around the cell, she asked, "What of you? What has happened in here?"
A familiar voice cut through and answered, "Well, after my arrest, I was placed here."
Ron's eyes snapped open as Wade Load approached the group, "It's a completely electronic free room," he paused as Jim and Tim sat down on their beds and watched the group talk, "My only question is why they put us all in one large communal holding cell. I mean, I transferred everyone to the same floor, but the same cell? C'mon," he thought for a moment before continuing, "I can only hope that Zita wasn't drawn into this."
Ron looked at Yori with a knowing glance and with a sigh, put a comforting arm around Wade, "Wade, she kinda sold us out to Global Justice."
Wade looked shocked for a few seconds before stammering, "No…that can't be…"
"I am sorry Load-San," Yori said emotionlessly, "but that is the truth. Surely you have seen her here."
"No, we haven't seen anyone here, save the guards who bring us our meals," Mrs. Stoppable said.
An awkward silence descended on the group that was broken by the question everyone was dying to ask, but no one wanted to.
"Where's my Kimmie-Cub?" asked James Possible while looking directly at Ron.
"She's with Jack," Ron said. Seeing the disapproving stare from Dr. Possible, Ron quickly asked, "What?"
"You mean to tell me that she's out there alone right now?"
"No, I just said that she's with Jack Thompson," Ron said in a defensive tone.
"I still don't like it," James said.
"Possible-San," four eyes turned to stare at Yori, "If you want your daughter kept safe, believe me when I say that there is no one better for her to be with than Jack." Seeing the skeptical glares she continued, "Thompson-San is Sensei of the Yamanuchi School in Japan. Only the best student is picked to be Sensei and Jack is the first gaijing to take the position. Second, Jack has the unique ability to see into the future meaning that he can protect your daughter from harm before it reaches them," she paused to see the faces somewhat relieved, "and third, he's engaged to a ninja who will kill him if he makes any advances on her. So believe me when I say that there is no one better to be with at the moment."
Nodding in agreement, James allowed himself to be led away by Ann and they sat quietly in the corner talking. Ron meanwhile approached Yori and putting an arm on her shoulder, "Thanks Yori."
"No trouble, Stoppable-San," Yori said quietly as she thought about Jack.
"So what do you think that they're up to?" Ron asked quietly, "What do you think they're doing?"
At that moment, Jack was pushing the now clean Kim through the window of his apartment in the Dolphin. Before they left the house, Jack had made Kim wash off the blood and gore from her mission gear and body. He wanted her to focus on getting Ron back and not on the fact that she killed more people that night than he had.
"Kim, stick your right leg through the window," a pause, "Your other right leg."
Finally, after several minutes, Jack grew fed up and pushed her through the window before entering it himself. After landing on the floor of his other apartment, Jack looked around to make sure everything was as it should be before he checked on Kim. Seeing her crouched down next to the place where she had fallen, he nodded before going into his room to change. Coming out a few minutes later in new clothes, without bullet holes in them, and body armor Jack found that Kim hadn't moved from her position.
"Kim? You OK," he asked the girl who he had just pushed through the window and who was now lying curled up on the floor.
She looked up at him and said in a small voice, "Jack, I remember everything…and I'm scared."
"Kim," Jack began as he sat down beside her, "I know that you've been through a lot these last couple days, even more these last few hours. But believe me when I say that you need to pull it together."
Kim looked up at Jack and tears started to pour from her eyes, "'Pull it together?' Like hell. Lets recap, shall we?" she got to her feet and stood over Jack, fists clenched, "I just killed an entire squad of Global Justice Officers with my bare hands and judging by the taste in my mouth, my teeth, I've lost my boyfriend, my parents and friends are in prison, and the only person I have left to turn to is an eighteen-"
"Nineteen," Jack corrected.
"Whatever year old Sensei that is going to kill his girlfriend tonight," she sniffed, "So excuse me if I don't 'pull it together' as quickly as you would like."
Jack pulled himself into a standing position and looked at Kim full in the eye, placing a hand on her shoulder, he sighed mockingly, "You're right Kim. Damn I'm sorry. I was a fool to think that you would actually care about Ron, or your family for that matter."
Kim's eyes narrowed, "What?" she hissed.
"Oh you heard me. Or at least I think you did, I mean it is kinda hard to think when you have your head stuck up your butt. Now I know that your whole shtick is that you avoid casualties at all costs, but this I'm afraid is different. You have killed a whole bunch of people and there is nothing you can do to change that. You will remember their deaths for the rest of your life. I still remember all the people that I've killed," he took a breath to collect his thoughts before continuing, "You may think that you have it all rough but try to remember that your boyfriend and future spouse is in a Global Justice holding cell. Actually, he's in the same cell that I was in, but that's beside the point. He's going to be moved in the morning to a new location and when that happens, we lose all chances of getting him back. So if you could stop crying and feeling sorry for yourself for two minutes and help me get ready to get them back that would really help."
Jack was breathing quickly and stared at Kim who was now staring at him with venom in her eyes before she simply nodded and walked away.
They worked in silence, Jack loading up his last Rocket Propelled Grenade and strapping it to his back, and Kim getting a fresh set of mission clothes, complete with her hairdryer, to wear. After changing, Kim continued to work while Jack walked over to the computer and downloaded everything on the laptop back onto his thumb drive.
When he saw Kim's expression, Jack shrugged, "All part of the plan Kimberly."
The computer beeped twice when the download was completed and he quickly unplugged the drive and placed it in his pocket. Taking a few more items, including two iron fans, and shoving them into his pockets, Jack unfolded the board and together he and Kim left the apartment in silence.
Flying over Middleton and out towards the Global Justice facility, Kim leaned in close and spoke into Jack's ear, "Thank you."
Without turning around, Jack asked, "For what?"
"That verbal slap in the face was just what I needed," Kim said.
"Well, when this is all said and done, you're probably going to want to see a psychologist and discuss what you've done and not just a Sensei," Jack suggested as the city faded away into desert.
Silence descended on the glider until Kim asked, "Is it true?"
"Is what true?" he yelled back.
"That Ron is going to be my future husband," Kim yelled over the rushing wind.
"Yeah, you two are going to be married by me in 8, maybe 9 months," he shouted back.
"That soon?!" she screamed over the wind.
"There will be 'extenuating' circumstances," Jack said cautiously.
"Such as?"
"An alien invasion, Ron's death and…," Jack mumbled the last bit so low that she just barely caught it.
"A WHAT?!" Kim screamed in his ear as she struggled to take it all in.
"Nothing," Jack said quickly, trying desperately to change the subject.
Silence descended on the two of them until Kim asked, "So wait, you perform our ceremony?"
"Yes," Jack said, "As a Sensei, I can perform weddings, funerals, and in the rare occasions, I can heal wounds."
"Have you done that yet?" Kim asked.
"Are you kidding? I've been Sensei for maybe 3 days, how could I possibly performed a wedding yet?" Jack asked incredulously.
"I meant healing someone," she said.
"No, although I'm hoping to try it soon. Although, we're talking paper cut size injuries at the moment, I'm good enough to heal major wounds yet," he spoke as they began to see the Middleton Branch of Global Justice approaching in the distance.
Jack's eyes narrowed behind his VIZOR and he uttered on word, "Showtime."
Bonnie walked back into the main command room of Global Justice where Will Du continued to work on his plan to destroy Middleton.
Walking up to him and standing at his side while he worked with the holograms and computers she asked, "And the plan is…?"
Without turning to her, Will commented, "A missile will be launched from one of our launch pads at 11:57 P.M.," a hologram showed that happening on the table. Pointing at a corner of the table, Will continued, "At midnight, the missile will impact in the Lowerton natural gas reserves," the hologram Will was pointing to enlarged and showed the impact of the missile in the Lowerton Gas Reserves. A small explosion appeared but was suddenly replaced with a tremendous one that started to consume all of Lowerton and within several minutes, the holographic fire had completely consumed all of Lowerton and half of Middleton.
"The natural gas will feed the fire and when the fires reach the space center and their rocket fuel depots…" the holograms collapsed into a myriad of swirling colors but then reformed into the Middleton Space Center. When the fire reached the building, a tremendous explosion issued forth and laid waste to the rest of Middleton and all of Upperton. Will pulled the camera back and showed the entire city, even the outlying houses, were completely gone. All that remained was a smoking crater.
"…The city will be destroyed," Will finished.
Bonnie stood there with just a little bit of fear in her, "Will, why do you want to destroy Middleton? I mean, won't there be a retaliatory attack against GJ?"
Will shrugged, "Not really. Zita's cover story fits the situation nicely and besides, the world will soon forget what happened. They always do."
"But why destroy the city at all?" she asked.
"Because Possible and Thompson are still on the loose with information to bring us down," Will said, "Zita gave Ron back the thumb drive and since Ron doesn't have it on him, we need to assume that Jack has it," he paused as he stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Besides, this will give us the chance to eliminate Drakken and Shego."
Bonnie stood in silence for a few moments before commenting, "Do you mind if I go interrogate Stoppable and Yamamoto?"
"Go ahead," replied Will as he started pushing more buttons on the table. An image of static appeared in the center of the table and he called out to Bonnie's retreating form, "I need to make a call and then I'll join you."
The door hissed shut behind her and Will turned his attention back to the screen that flickered twice and then formed into a man's body.
"Why do you disturb me?" the man asked in a voice that made Will shudder.
"My Lord," Will answered, "We have them."
"Both?" the man asked, intrigue filling his voice.
"Yes, both are here and in my custody," Will reported, "What are your orders my Lord?"
"Interrogate the boy but leave the girl in the cells," The man scratched his chin thoughtfully, "You have already born witness to a fraction of her power."
"Yes, I have," Will said as he tried to forget the thrashing he received in the nursery.
"Stoppable's power will be mine and with his sister at my side, I will be invincible!" the man shouted to the heavens. Without any warning, the man killed the video and left Will to his thoughts.
The man was sitting in a darkened and empty office of Global Justice, waiting. How long, for what purpose, he didn't know, nor did he care, all that mattered was that he got what he wanted: revenge. Checking his gun, a Walther P99 handgun, for the umpteenth time, the man waited for the phone call from Will. He had stolen the gun from his dad's safe for this one purpose and the wait was trying his patience. He wanted them both, but he'd settle to kill one. After all, being separated from the one you love for a long time is not something easily born, which was why he wanted it.
The phone in the office chirped once and he picked it up, "Speak."
"You're on," Will announced to the man who was sitting in the darkened room, "Now you're sure that you want to do this?"
"Where the hell are they Will?" the man asked in a gravely voice.
"They'll be in meeting room A," Will said tersely, "Good hunting."
The man hung up quietly and cocked his gun. In fifteen minutes, Ron Stoppable or Kim Possible or both were going to be dead.
Ron was sitting on one of the beds, bouncing Hana on his lap and talking with his parents, "So do you have any idea as to how long we'll be here?"
James Possible shook his head, "No, although there has been talk of transferring us all to a new cell."
"Sorry to break up this little family reunion, but I need you two," Bonnie said as she appeared outside their cell.
Seeing the video cameras at either end of the hallway, Bonnie made a motion to the guards monitoring them and the door slid open with a whisp.
"Now, I don't have to worry about you two, do I?" she asked sweetly as she calmly produced two handcuffs from her back pocket, "Or you two can wear them, I really don't care."
Ron looked at Yori and taking Hana off his lap stood to his feet, "Those won't be necessary."
"Good," Bonnie continued smiling, "but they will." Four Global Justice Agents wearing advanced armor and who appeared to have cybernetic implants, appeared on either ends of the hall and made threatening gestures towards them.
Ron tried to get a look at the guards as they looked directly from a science fiction movie but was quickly pushed along by Bonnie words and Yori's shoving.
"Let's go," Bonnie said as she struggled to get them moving, the fear evident in her voice, "Whatever you do," Bonnie cautioned in a whisper, "Don't stare. They're our best guards but they will shoot you if you stare."
Without a word, both Ron and Yori walked into the hallway, onto an elevator that took them up a few levels and found themselves inside an interrogation room where, under the cover of the guards, they were handcuffed to a wall.
To call the room big would have been an understatement. This room was massive. On one wall, there was a screen that was easily thirty feet high and sat in front of an enormous circular table. The entire room was painted a metallic gray and the surfaces gleamed as the overhead lights showered them all in pure and clean white light. On one wall, there were a series of handcuffs that Ron and Yori were being clipped into. On the other wall, there was nothing. Just an enormous, blank, silvery wall.
"Thank you guards, that will be all," Bonnie said as soon as Ron and Yori were secured. "Well, I always dreamed of this moment," the brunette said with a sense of awe in her voice as soon as the guards had departed, "I can actually do what I want to you and no one can interfere."
"Such as?" Ron questioned but soon wished that he hadn't when he felt an electric current course through his body.
When it had passed Bonnie smiled at Ron, "See Ronnie-poo, if you do something that makes me angry, I can hurt you to make you stop," she held up a remote control, "Care to try again?"
"No thanks," he wheezed, "I'm good."
"Too bad," Bonnie said empathetically as she pushed a button on the remote. Behind her, the blank wall slid aside and showed a massive window. Outside Ron could just see the gray that came before the dawn and he guessed that dawn was several hours away. Yori looked and noticed a tiny light in the distance that grew in intensity and size ever so swiftly.
"Oops, wrong button," she said and pushed a different button.
Ron and Yori screamed in pain as the electronic current washed over them both.
"WHY?" screamed Yori.
Bonnie killed the current and asked in a confused tone, "Why what?"
"Why did you do this Rockwaller-San? You had everything and you're throwing it all away," Yori reasoned as steam rose from her gi.
"'Had everything'? 'HAD EVERYTHING'?!" Bonnie's voice rose an octave, "Little miss perfect and her lap dog 'have everything', there was nothing for me to have except their scraps!"
Ron and Yori stared at Bonnie in confusion as she continued her rant, "Oh sure, she can do anything. But just because you can, doesn't mean that you should. I mean, all I wanted was her friendship, but she turned me down that first day we met. All I wanted was to be Captain of the cheer squad, but she had to take that from me. And now," she paused as she wiped away tears that were pouring down her face, "Now she's dating the football star. It's not fair and when Will said that he could give me all that I wanted, well that was good enough for me."
Yori stared in shock as Ron slowly nodded, finally seeing the pieces come together, "So you've done all this," Yori nodded towards the window, towards the horizon where Middleton lay, and the light continued to grow, "All the death and destruction was because you wanted simple revenge on one woman who was a little unkind to you? That must be the most idiotic thing that I've ever heard," Yori shook her head, "You are a complete and total…"
"Basket case?" ventured Ron.
"Basket case, thank you Stoppable-San, although I was going to say moron," Yori said, venom dripping off her words.
Bonnie walked slowly towards the handcuffed woman and without a warning struck at her. Again and again until the blood flowed from both women; Yori from her face and Bonnie from her hand. Leaning close, Bonnie whispered, "While it's true that Fukushima killed your grandfather," she paused as Yori's eyes narrowed in rage, "I am the one who ordered the hit, so I'm the one who killed your grandfather. What do you think of that?"
Yori spat into her face and hissed, "I swear on my ancestors that I will personally kill you tonight. You will die by my hand and my hand alone, this I swear."
Bonnie smiled sweetly and drew her hand back again to strike Yori. Just as the fist was about to connect, a voice cut into the conversation.
"Now, now Bonnie," Will Du interrupted, "that's no way we treat honored guests. Now," he clapped his hands together, "Go get yourself cleaned up and then go see how our other guest is doing. I'll finish with these two here."
Bonnie nodded before blowing a kiss in Yori's direction, "See you around, Yamamoto."
The doors hissed shut behind Bonnie and Will smiled, a cold and deadly smile, "Like she said earlier, she's one of our best agents."
"What are you doing Will?" asked Ron as Yori bled and recovered her strength.
"What do you mean Ron?" Will asked, throwing his arms into the air and walking towards the window where the light continued to grow in intensity, "I am grabbing my future and making it mine."
"But killing others-"
"So what? They're just people who slow you down," Will turned and walked until he was nose to nose with Ron, "Take you and Possible, she's holding you back. I know all about your Mystical Monkey Power, how it heals you and how you have a bevy of martial arts at your fingertips."
Ron contemplated this as Will continued, "Possible wants you to remain the sidekick and never the partner. The boyfriend, but never the dominant one in your relationship. Heaven forbid you two actually get married, but suppose you do, she would expect you to stay home and cook and care for the child. Clean the house while she brings home the income and saves the world. To her, you're just another play thing," Will paused to let it all sink in, "Now, if you join me, you can have unlimited funding to do whatever you like. Think of it, the world would be your playground. All the Nacos and video games you can think of. Women would be begging to have you and you could do whatever or whoever your heart desired. Plus," Will paused as if he was selling a car and adding a final incentive, "you would be Sensei of Yamanuchi."
"What happened to Hiro?" asked Ron.
"He was killed earlier this evening by your little…tart girlfriend. You can ask her about it when you help me bring her in," Will pulled back a bit to let Ron get his thoughts, "So what do you say Ronald?"
Ron thought and his eyes narrowed in anger, "I say that I can cook better than Kim, my room is messier than hers and I've already proven that I can watch my little sister. I am perfectly content letting Kim get the credit for what she has worked hard for, so you can go fuck yourself," Ron said defiantly before nodding towards the window, "and you might want to turn around."
Will turned around quickly and saw that the light that had been rapidly approaching suddenly separated into two different lights. The second light speeding towards their room rapidly. Seconds before it impacted Will jumped out of the way and scrambled out of the room, leaving Ron and Yori to face the light by themselves.
HSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
KA-BOOM!
A massive explosion rippled through the room and shattered the glass as an RPG impacted on the glass and shattered it into a million tiny pieces.
As the glass continued to land around the prisoners, the glider swooped in and two people hopped off it and into the now trashed room. The first one ran across the room, ignoring the carnage that had been brought by him and proceeded to kiss Yori. The second one stopped and looked at all the mess.
"You know Jack, it would've been cheaper to just knock," Kim commented.
Jack didn't answer as his mouth was wrapped around Yori's at the moment. Her body still being handcuffed to the wall, it was mainly Jack doing the kissing, but she was doing her best to repay the favor.
"KP!" Ron shouted as the teen heroine approached Ron.
"Oh Ron," she threw her arms around him, "I've missed you. When I saw you captured, I didn't know what to think and then the house…"
"Wait, what happened in the house?" Ron asked scared.
She thought for a moment before answering, "I'll tell you later. Right now, let's see if we can get you out of these handcuffs."
Looking over at Jack and Yori who had now stopped kissing, Kim asked, "Jack did you bring the lock pick?"
"I thought you grabbed it," he defended.
"So you don't have it?" she asked in despair.
"No. Yori?" he asked hopefully.
"Next to the night stand," she reported, "You removed it when you removed your shirt from me."
"Why was Jack removing his shirt from you…?" Ron trailed off as he realized what Yori was talking about, "Wait, why do you two get to and we don't?"
"Now really is not the time to discuss our sex lives with each other Ron," Jack hissed angrily, "If I only had something to cut the medal with, we could get you out of here."
"How about this?" a woman asked a flash of green and razor sharp fingernails cut through Ron's handcuffs. A second swipe and he was free. The same procedure was used on Yori and soon both teens were standing next to their other, Ron with Kim, Jack with Yori as they stared upon their savior in shock.
"Shego?!" asked Kim in disbelief, "What are you doing here?"
"Saving you, from getting wiped out bubble butt," Shego motioned towards the door that Will had exited moments before, "Will plans on wiping out Middleton at midnight and we need to…" she sighed in disappointment before continuing, "…work together to stop him. There I've said it."
"We?" asked Kim as they exited the room and entered the hallway where Drakken and Zita stood. Taking her place at Drakken's side, Shego looked directly at Jack as she spoke, "Now, we all know that you have some master plan to get us out of this so let's hear it."
Jack smiled once before his gaze settled on Zita, "gonna sell us out again?"
"Jódale!" Zita growled while flipping him off, "I thought that I was doing something beneficial, that's why I did it. But now I'm with you guys to the bitter end."
"Fine, but if you turn tail and run, I swear that I will kill you…painfully. Understand?" he threatened.
"Perfectly," she answered.
"All right, here's what we do," Everyone gathered in close to hear Jack detail his plan, "Zita, I need you to go free everyone in the holding cells. Drakken, go with her and then find us a way out of this facility. My board can't hold everyone so we need to find another way out of here," Jack started.
"There's a big helicopter on the freight elevator," reported Yori, "when you get all the prisoners out, load them onto the chopper and get to the surface. Just don't leave without us."
Zita and Drakken nodded as Jack continued, "Ron, you, me, Kim, Yori and Shego…we're going to the communication's center to send out this," he held up the flash drive, "We need to send it to whoever will take it. Every government agency will gladly accept this and like to see what the real story is. If we're lucky, they'll even clear you and Shego," he nodded towards the two villains.
"Who do we send it to?" asked Ron.
"Everyone. The CNN, CIA, NSA, MI6, Mossad, Mounties, whoever will take it," Jack explained. "We need everyone to read this and realize what they're up against."
"When you've sent the message, then what? You just expect to leave through the front door?" Drakken asked skeptically.
"No, I plan on leaving on the chopper, just like the rest of you," Jack answered, "Everyone understand?"
"Yes." "Yep." "Yeah." "Whatever." "Si." "Aye."
"Then let's go," Jack ordered. With a wave of the hand, they dispersed. Before they left, Shego stopped and running back, gave Drakken a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Don't get killed," she whispered.
"Same," the mad scientist replied before kissing her full on the lips.
Everyone turned to stare until Jack coughed, "Shego, Drakken, the plan only works if we move now. You two can discuss your feelings later."
Smiling like two kids in kindergarten, the villains separated and went their separate ways.
As they moved down the hallway, Kim leaned to Ron and whispered, "Would you have ever pegged them being…"
"No, although it does explain why she always is there with him," he volunteered as they started running down another hallway. Alarms just starting to go off in the building.
"Crap," whispered Jack, "We'll have company soon. Move faster everyone."
Ron, being the quickest of the group ran ahead and approached a door that read, Eastern Stairwell.
"All right guys lets go," Ron shouted back to the group that was still running to catch up. Impatient as always, Ron pushed the door open and stopped in confusion as he saw a man standing just beyond the door's spin, "What are you doing here?"
"Ron, stay with the group," Jack called out, "Something might-"
BOOM!
"-happen!"
All running ducked and tried to find cover in the hallway as a gunshot rang out. Jack immediately had his pistol out, Kim her hairdryer, and Shego already had her hands lit. Yori motioned to Jack who quickly pulled out the twin fans and tossed them to her. Shrugging to herself, she peered around her minimal cover, which was a table used to hold a flower vase to see where the gunshot came from.
Looking towards the stairwell, they saw a whisp of smoke swirling around Ron and start to fill the corridor.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Click
The sound echoed throughout the corridor and announced that whoever was shooting was empty. Jack was first to peek around and saw Ron stumble out of the still open stairwell door.
He slowly brought a hand to his chest and gazed at it quizzically as it came back soaked in blood.
"KP," he gurgled and laughed slightly as if he didn't believe it, "I've…I've been shot."
He coughed up blood and dropped to his knees as his wounds overcame him and he rolled onto his back. Looking up he saw Josh Mankey standing over him with the Walther P99 firmly in his grasp.
"For Tara," he whispered as he pulled the trigger on his freshly reloaded pistol.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
A trio of bullets blew threw Ron's forehead and his eyes rolled back in his skull forever.
Josh looked up just in time to see a blast of green plasma catch him in the chest and throw him against the wall. Shego was there in an instant and had him up against the wall with a hand firmly wrapped around his throat.
"If you value your life," she threatened, "You won't move."
Jack was at Ron's side and was trying desperately to revive the teen, "Ron? RON?" Slap "RON! Look at me Goddamn you!"
Kim had tried moving to Ron's side but found herself restrained by Yori. Trying desperately and on the verge of hysterics, she screamed, "Heal him Jack."
He looked back at Kim in shock, "I've never done anything like this before!"
"Jack just do it!"
Jack closed his eyes and a white glow surrounded his body. Moving his hand over Ron's forehead, Jack watched the wounds start to seal before he collapsed from the exhaustion that accompanied the healing technique. The wounds on Ron's forehead rapidly deteriorated until they were exactly the same way before Jack attempted to heal Ron.
Pulling his body up and vowing to perfect his healing technique, Jack put a hand under Ron's head and on his throat, Jack felt for a pulse.
Nothing.
Pulling Ron's eyelids open Jack saw that they were firmly rolled back in his head.
Sitting back in disbelief, Jack said in confusion, "He's…Ron's dead."
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Thanks to CajunBear73 and The Wise Wizard. Thanks for the reviews and don't worry, all will be revealed in time.
Author's Note: I apologize for the delay, but I wanted to finish a few chapters before posting. Now that I am a reasonable distance ahead, I try to post every Monday until the end of the story. Thanks for bearing with me.