A/N: Sorry this took so long. You know the phrase "When it rains, it pours."? Well, it's dead wrong. When it rains, it then pours, then the ground opens beneath your feet, then a giant meteor comes crashing down on top of you, and to top everything off, someone decides to set off a nuke behind you. Yes, I've been that busy. Life didn't just get in the way; it collapsed the bridge in front of me, and then sent attack choppers after me. I wanted to get this chapter right too.

As of this chapter, I have decided to place Middleton in Colorado. Most everyone does, and it works for the story. Where exactly in Colorado you ask? It, at present, doesn't matter.

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 25: Scavenged Power

She may have been an only child, which at least assured her a window seat in the back of the car, but she still hated long road trips. The fiery young redhead made her displeasure known frequently. Her cousin often took long trips, yes, but she got to ride with interesting people, or at least in a very fast vehicle. One final complaint about leg cramps was all it took. Her father finally pulled over once again. This time, they had pulled out at a viewpoint with an absolutely stunning view of the Rocky Mountains.

Joss Possible got out of the car, soon followed by her mother, and then her father Slim. After a brief stretching session, she darted to the guard rail to take in the sight. After staring for some unknown period of time, she turned to her father who had joined her.

"Dad, how much longer till we get to Middleton?"

"We're close now, maybe an hour at the most," Slim replied to his daughter.

"I can't wait to see everyone again. I didn't get to go at their graduation," Joss complained with a look of disappointment.

"You were still in school then. Besides, you were a lot safer from those robots out on the ranch."

"I never get to have any fun," Joss mock complained, whilst simultaneously pouting and smiling.

Slim looked at his daughter for a moment. She was definitely similar to Kim in terms of personality. But luckily, she hadn't tried to take up world saving. He wondered if that was, in part, due to the fact that she hadn't found anyone willing to be her sidekick. After Kim had visited them at the ranch, followed by the incident with Drakken, Joss had shifted to idolizing Ron. After a while, she shifted to idolizing both of them about equally. To date, her reaction when she learned that Kim and Ron were engaged amused him. It had been two words: "'Bout time!"

After his wife joined him, and they stared at the sight of the Rockies before them, Slim finally noticed that another man was standing not far from them, also staring at the Rockies. They were along a highway, and there weren't any hiking trails in the area. So, it was somewhat odd that this man was here. He had no vehicle nearby. And he also had no pack of any type, such as a hitch-hiker would have. To top it off, the look on the man's face was not a particularly common one. It was the look of a man who at least believed that the weight of the world was on his shoulders. Slim approached the man.

"Afternoon, sir. You on a hitch-hiking trip?"

"No, just traveling to Middleton. I just stopped to look at the Rockies."

"They are beautiful aren't they? Middleton's an awful long walk from here. Someone picking you up?"

"Nope."

"Need a lift?"

"Thanks, but no. I prefer to walk."

This man was definitely a little weird; after all, it was still about an hour's drive to Middleton at seventy-five miles an hour. That was a very long walk. And it still bugged him that this guy had no supplies of any type. His train of thought was interrupted when his daughter spoke up.

"What are you heading to Middleton for?" the redhead asked.

"I've got a very important job to do there," the man responded.

"Do you have family there?" Joss asked.

"I'm afraid that I can't answer that."

"Why not? Do you not know?"

The man chuckled lightly. "No, I definitely know if I have family there. But, I just can't tell you."

"Why not?"

"Now honey, don't pry," Slim Possible interdicted. He knew full well just how insistent his daughter could be.

"It's quite all right," the man said to Slim. He turned to Joss and stated, "I'll tell you what Joss. The first time we see each other after your cousin and her fiancé figure out who I am, I'll tell you everything about me. But I'm afraid that I can't do that before then. For my protection, yours, and theirs. And rest assured that we will see each other again. Just so you know, my name is John. Good bye."

Just as he said, "bye," John disappeared with a slight wisp of dust beneath his feet.

Joss and her family were left staring at the spot where John had been standing. "Okay, I'm pretty sure that I know the details of all of Kim's missions, but I have no idea who that guy was," Joss stated.

"Now don't forget Joss, you didn't recognize Ronald initially either," her father reminded her.

"Yeah, but I was obsessed and somewhat blind back then. If that was one of Kim's foes or allies, I should recognize him!"

Slim and his wife were not going to argue that point. It was most certainly true, and it was rare that their daughter openly admitted to a shortcoming. The three of them stood there for a little while longer before finally shrugging off the occurrence as just one of many things that stemmed from being related to world-famous heroes. After looking at the Rockies themselves for a while, the family piled back into their car and continued toward Middleton.

"Kim we have to talk about it eventually," Ron said as he sat down on Kim's bed.

"But Ron, it's…. it's just so, so wrong-sick," Kim responded as she pulled her desk chair over and sat facing him. The two had spent the last three weeks organizing the details of their upcoming wedding. Now one week away, the last few details had to be ironed out. Organizing a wedding is no small task, even when those involved have several months to do it in. But organizing a wedding in one month, especially one of this size, had almost proved impossible. But then again, Kim often reminded herself, just what names were involved in this wedding?

Luckily, Ron had not slacked off, and had not only done his share, but a great deal more as well. Whether it was because of his powers, or some other reason, Ron seemed to be developing the ability to go several days without sleep. Had it not been for this, the wedding probably would not have happened. They had done the necessary research, and had spoken to both Rabbi Katz and the pastor of Kim's church. The teens were not surprised, but the two holy men had thought the joint ceremony was a wonderful idea. Neither of them had doubted that these two would tie the knot eventually, and they were glad that they had remembered their religions, even if they weren't very observant. With effort, and help from their many contacts all over the world, the wedding was coming together nicely. However, certain things that Kim had avoided thinking about were now coming back.

What she and Ron were now speaking of was not the most embarrassing thing that had come up. No, that had been only a day after they announced their intentions to get married in one month. Kim could still remember the conversation with her mother.

"Kimmie? I need to ask you something."

"Sure, Mom, what?"

"Kim, are you…. Kim you and Ron seem really rushed to get married. I have to say, that Kim, while you have a habit of rushing things, Ron does not. But he's just as anxious and rushed as you are. So, is there some other reason you two are so rushed? Something you haven't told anyone yet?"

Kim had looked at her mother curiously. "What do you mean?"

Anne Possible needed an answer, but it was still difficult to come out and say it. Rushing a wedding like this was extremely unusual for anyone. Longer planning made it a much better occasion. And Anne could only think of one real reason for such a rush besides simply wanting to get married before college. And at this point, she knew that it was a possibility. "Kim, are you pregnant?"

Kim's face didn't turn white, or give any other sign that Anne had been correct. Instead, Kim simply looked at her like she had just said Middleton was the capital of the United States. Anne, being a highly intelligent doctor, was not prone to saying stupid things.

"Mom, why on earth would you think that? Ron and I haven't even… Well, we're still virgins. We're holding till our wedding night."

Anne looked at her daughter. Kim was definitely telling the truth. This came as a both a relief and a surprise to Anne. She was glad that Kim wasn't pregnant yet. But…

"Kim, I have to admit. I was certain that you and Ron had been doing it up in that tree house for over a month."

This time Kim blushed excessively. "Well, mom. We haven't done it yet, but…." Kim gulped loudly and took several deep breaths before continuing. "But we've come pretty close I guess."

"You mean like oral sex?" Anne asked in her most professional voice.

Kim's face turned white. "NO! God no. That's just sick in my opinion. And Ron's too. I asked him what he thought of it when… well, he thinks it sick too. But, we have, err, cuddled very closely.

Anne laughed slightly. She was relieved to hear what had, and hadn't, been happening between the two.

Kim was pulled out of her mental flashback when Ron continued. At least this conversation wasn't embarrassing. It was just supremely strange.

"It's not wrong-sick, KP. Unusual, I'll admit. But not wrong-sick."

"Can't we talk about it later?"

"No, Kim, we have to get ready for it now. We need time to prepare."

"But security at a wedding just seems so, so… It just takes away from the occasion."

"Yeah, but having Motor Ed or Adrena Lynn blowing up our wedding would be a lot worse."

"Fine, fine Ron. You're right. We'll arrange for GJ to send some personnel."

"Kim I don't think GJ can spare the number of people we would need to protect our wedding. I was thinking of having GJ coordinate security, but I think we should call in that favor the Marine Corps owes you and have them provide security."

"A squad of marines Ron? You think GJ can't handle it?"

"Actually, I was thinking more along the lines of an entire battalion. Tanks and all. Two words KP: Manpower."

"That's one word Ron," Kim stated while raising one eyebrow.

Ron's facial expression froze for a moment before he responded, "Not important."

Kim sighed as she rolled her eyes. It was pointless to take it any further. Such things were part of Ron's personality. And she loved his personality, quirks and all. They wouldn't be having this conversation otherwise.

"You really think they'd be willing to do that Ron?"

"They owe you a big…."

"US, Ron, they owe us a big favor. You're right; they probably would be willing to do it."

"Kim! Ron! My brother and his family are here!" James yelled up the stairs.

Kim and Ron darted down the stairs. Granted they had seen Slim a month and a half ago, they hadn't seen Joss since that road trip that Drakken crashed, and they hadn't seen Joss's mother in even longer. As they reached the bottom of the stairs, Joss ran up to them and forced hugs on both of them. Afterward, her demeanor quickly changed to that which her mother and father had: a demeanor of confusion.

"Hi Joss, great to see you. Um, is something wrong?" Kim asked.

"Um, Kim, Ron, do you know a guy named John? Kinda mysterious…." Joss began.

"Dyed black hair, black sunglasses, probably a black trench coat. Ultra mysterious, seems to know everything, and has super-powers of some sort?" Ron finished for her.

"Uh, yeah. I guess you do know him," Joss stated hesitantly.

"Know him? No better than you do. We've encountered him a few times. He saved our lives once. But he broke into a GJ outpost another time. We have no real idea who he is. But for the time being, he seems to be on our side, so we're just leaving it alone. Besides, every attempt we've made at tracking him, or evening detecting him, has failed completely," Kim groaned.

Kim sighed heavily. Ron came over and wrapped his arm around her neck and shoulder. "Well, he's not important right now. We've got much better things to think about. And not a lot of time to think about them in! The weddings in one week! And we've got a dinner with our two families in 2 days! And unfortunately, my father's side of the family will be there."

Kim thought back to what Ron had told him about his father's side of the family. She actually hadn't met Ruben or Ron's uncle at the wedding, which was admittedly a little odd. She found herself wondering if they had avoided her because they despised her. She put that thought out of her head though. Ron was prone to drama, and while all families had their odd members, they couldn't be that bad. At least, that was what Kim believed.

As Anne walked into the room, she greeted the newly arrived guests.

"Hello."

"Well hello Annie. So, when's your family getting here?" Slim asked.

"They're going to arrive some time tomorrow. So, I heard you met John."

"You've met him too?" Joss asked.

"No, but James and the boys have. But, like Ron said, there are far more important things to talk about."

"That's right Mrs. Dr. P. Now, um, what were we doing Kim?"

"Talking about security for the wedding Ronnie," Kim said as she leaned in and gave him a quick kiss.

"Right. Security. Marines," Ron stated. Suddenly, his facial expression changed to one of concern.

Kim was about to respond, when Ron suddenly pushed Slim and Joss away, and then tackled her, knocking her into another room. Less than a second later, she heard a crashing noise, followed by the appearance of a glowing yellow figure somewhat in the shape of a hunched over man. Ron jumped off of Kim, blue energy rapidly extending around him.

"Monkey Fist!"

The yellow figure turned to Ron and spoke in a deep guttural tone that sounded, for lack of a better term, demonic. "I told you, I am Yono. I seek only to destroy. And I shall start with you."

Ron quickly jumped at the Yono, grabbing him, and tossing him out into the street. His first goal was to get the fight away from Kim and her family. Then he could worry about killing the Yono. "No, killing isn't the right term. At this point, it's destroying. And I have every intention of doing so!"

Ron focused energy into his right hand and punched the figure squarely in the face. The Yono went flying into the air, probably over a thousand feet, before flipping and coming to a complete stop. It held out a hand and began forming a swirling ball of yellow energy. Ron could tell that this ball was much, much stronger than anything he had previously been capable off. Ron focused energy into his hand and moved to catch the ball as the Yono threw it toward him. He caught it, but it started pushing him back instead of dissipating. Ron's stance didn't change, but the ground around him quickly gave way, as the street collapsed under what must have been hundreds of tons of force.

As he realized that this fight could not stay on the ground, Ron focused his power as quickly as he could and followed the Yono into the sky. He threw a punch, but the Yono dodged it easily. Attempting to mimic what the Yono had done earlier, Ron tried to swirl energy into his hands to make a throwable weapon, but he couldn't. While he was attempting this however, the Yono formed and threw another ball, and Ron wasn't able to intercept or dodge this one.

To say that it hurt would have been an understatement. To Ron, it felt like the spot on his arm where it had hit was burning, and that feeling rapidly spread to the rest of his arm. The pain continued for several minutes, but after a few seconds, Ron found that he was able to simply ignore the pain, and it didn't hinder him at all. Ron was now sure that the Yono was much stronger than he was previously. He was now a match for Ron, at least in terms of raw power.

"Been scavenging artifacts to boost your power, huh?" Ron chided, hoping to create an opening.

Much to his dismay, not only did it not create and opening, the Yono completely ignored him. Ron quickly realized that he would have to do something inspired to win this fight. He thought back to how he had been fighting since getting these powers. Ron knew that he had been landing hits with incredible physical force, but his movements weren't really speeding up, at least not much. And, thanks to Kim's tutoring efforts, Ron remembered enough from high school physics to know that impact force was determined by velocity and mass.

"Damn, my hand isn't any heavier, and I know I'm moving a bit faster, but not fast enough to generate that kind of force. I mean, back in Dementor's place, I was putting holes in the floor just from impact shockwaves. So how am I getting that kind of force out of my hits?"

Suddenly he realized how it was working. It unlike anything Ron had felt before. He suddenly understood exactly how that part of his powers worked, down to the slightest scientific detail. "Is this how that stored knowledge thing that Sheldon was talking about works? It doesn't matter. Now I think I can form a plan. The physical impact force doesn't come from my movement, but rather, it comes from the sudden release of built up energy when my hand or foot hits the target. If that's the case, then…"

A smile formed on Ron's face as he flew towards his target. He drew every ounce of energy that he could muster into his left hand, but he left it sitting at his side. He moved his right hand up to throw a punch. The Yono easily dodged Ron's right hand, but was surprised when his left hand suddenly touched his side. With his palm open, Ron placed his hand on the Yono's side, and then took the last of his power, which he was using to fly, and released all of it into the Yono at once.

The impact force was insane. The fight at this point had moved to an open field near Kim's house, which was fortunate, because despite the fact that they were still at least a thousand feet in the air, the impact shockwave blasted a fifty foot wide foot crater into the ground. The Yono was thrown an unknown distance off into the sky, but Ron was completely out of power, and plummeting to the earth. He was on the verge of losing consciousness, but Ron realized that if he didn't do something, the impact would kill him. Unfortunately, he passed out before he could come up with something.

After his short encounter with Joss and her family, John began regretting saying what he did. He was supposed to be maintaining a low profile. But Joss was an inquisitive girl. She was also very much like Kim. He knew that unless he used his powers, he could never have gotten away from her. But if he did that, without giving her at least some idea of who he was, it would only cause far more problems. He had also made sure to tell the truth. He needed to be able to assert that he had never lied. He was headed to Middleton, eventually. The one thing that was certain was that he should not have stopped to look at the Rockies. He certainly enjoyed the sight, but he should have known that Joss and her family would have been there. The Prometheus Files made that quite clear. He just hadn't bothered to check them. After all, how harmful can a quick stop to look at some scenery be, provided that statement isn't taken in a sexual connotation?

John decided that it didn't matter at this point anyway. If his actions had caused real problems, then he would already know about it. Though, from this point on, he would make sure to check the files frequently. He put that out of his mind as he entered The Bermuda Triangle, the club for the underworld. Or, at least the part of the underworld that Kim and Ron dealt with. There were much worse criminals out there, and they had much nastier meeting places. But John didn't like dealing with them, and the overweight criminal kingpin here would have the information he was after.

As he approached the curtained area, the large man that was "Big Daddy" Brotherson's body guard stood in his way. John looked up to the man's face.

"I have an appointment," was all John said.

The hulking body guard stood to the side, pulling back the curtain, and motioning for John to enter. As he walked in, the guard followed him, and stayed very close to him.

"So, you are the man with no name that wants information? So, what is the password?" Big Daddy asked.

"Polka dot." John may have, like everyone else, thought that the passwords were silly, but at least Big Daddy was smart enough to change them periodically.

"Very well. Would you care for a game of checkers? I've found that the game is truly enjoyable," the obese man asked as he motioned to a waiting board on the table in front of him.

John sighed. He had hoped that whatever silly game the man wanted to play would be quick so he could get it over with. And he was more than willing to oblige for expediency's sake. But a game of checkers with a skilled opponent could take a while. John didn't have time and despite his eccentricities, Big Daddy was quite clever.

"I don't have time for games, silly or otherwise," John stated, visibly raising his eyebrow behind his sunglasses.

"Too bad, I thought you might like to play 'Thud' with my friend here."

Smiling, John responded, "Okay, I'm game."

John rapidly spun around, and sent a punch into the heavy set guard's stomach, sending him flying backward through the curtain, and into a table several feet away. Several screams were heard along with the crash. John ignored them however, as he stepped over the prepared checkers board and grabbed Big Daddy's coat. As he slammed the man into the wall, he pulled out an eight inch knife from his coat.

"I'm going to make this clear right now. The mafia's got nothing on me when it comes to beating the shit out of someone. So, you're going to tell me what I want to know, or I'm going to play 'Thud' with your face. That is, after I remove what makes you a man with this knife. Now, what's your response?"

To say that Big Daddy was scared was an understatement. He made a point of not dealing with people who used this kind of force, criminal or otherwise. That was why he felt reasonably safe with just a big hulking bodyguard. He never had to worry about people like this. The worst he ever would face was Shego, and she wasn't one for lethal force. He gulped loudly before asking, "What do you want to know?"

John smiled as he set the man down and replaced his knife. "Glad you can be reasonable. Now, what I want to know is…."

As Ron slowly opened his eyes, he became aware that he could not feel most of his body. As he opened them further, he suddenly found Kim's lips mashed against his.

"Ron, you're finally awake! I was so worried."

Kim's words only barely registered with him, but the kiss was certainly enjoyable. He began in a quite tone, "Am I dead? Is this heaven?"

Then he suddenly realized that Kim had just kissed him. He shot up, pain suddenly coursing through his body, but he ignored that.

"WAIT! If I'm dead, and you're here too, does that mean that you died too Kim? What did that Yono bastard do?! I swear that even if I have to go back to Earth as a ghost, I'll make him pay for…." Ron was rushed when Kim pulled him into another kiss.

"Calm down, Ron. I'm not dead, and neither are you. That last hit of yours sent the Yono flying and we haven't seen him since. You passed out afterwards, before even hitting the ground. That was about two minutes ago." Kim started to giggle excessively.

"Kim? What's so funny?" Ron questioned.

"Your hair, umm. Do you remember that hair gel I used after Motor Ed broke Shego out of prison?"

"Yeeeeees…"

"Well, umm, I had to use it to break your fall. And umm," Kim started giggling again.

"Let me guess, I should not touch my hair, avoid mirrors, and go take a shower."

"Yeah, that would probably be a good idea." Kim pulled Ron into another hug, resting her head on his shoulder and sighing contentedly. As Ron wrapped his arms around her and laid his own head on her shoulder, Kim quickly lost awareness of what was going on around her. They were, after all, sitting in the middle of a crater that had previously been a field of uncut grass. But none of that mattered, she thought. Kim smiled contentedly, as she felt that this was where she truly belonged: With Ron. Despite what had just happened, Kim was quickly lost in her own happiness; just being held by Ron. In the last three weeks, they had precious few such moments. However, all such times of enjoyment must come to an end, at least as far as she had observed. And this time was no different.

A young female voice with a Montana accent quickly screeched out at high volume. "That was ABSOLUTELY BADICAL!!! I've never seen anything so cool in my life! How did you do that?!?!? Was that the Mystical Monkey Power?!?!! Who was that yellow guy?" Joss Possible shouted as she ran up to them. After pausing for a moment, she asked (in a much less excited tone), "What happened to your hair?"

Kim was still somewhat out of it, like she always was when cuddling with Ron. Ron was in a similar state, but the comment about his hair shocked him back to reality.

"Yes, that was the Mystical Monkey Power. And that was Monkey Fist, or at least what's left of him these days. Don't ask about the hair."

A moment later, a GJ Hoverjet quickly descended into the crater. Sheldon jumped out, followed by a dozen other heavily armed and armored men. They weren't fooling around this time. Sheldon was carrying a minigun, and the agents with him were armed with hand held missile launchers and heavy machine guns.

"Are you alright?" the heavyset man asked, while signaling his men to search the area.

Kim was still in a daze, probably because Ron had started rubbing her back in a way she just couldn't resist. "We're fine, but…" Ron began.

"But what?" Kim and Sheldon asked in tandem. Kim didn't like the concept of "but" when she was cuddling with Ron. Though "butt" was okay as far as she was concerned.

"Jinx you owe me a soda," Kim quickly snapped, her senses returning to normal.

Sheldon raised one eyebrow before deciding to humor the girl. He made a motion towards the aircraft, and a can of soda quickly was quickly thrown to him by a man still inside. He handed it to Kim. They all giggled excessively before Ron continued.

"As I was saying. That Yono thing is now just as strong as I am. I almost killed myself driving him off. And he's not dead; I could sense that he survived my attack. If he gets any stronger, he'll win the next fight. Sheldon, are you sure that there is no way to increase my power?"

Sheldon lowered his head. This was very, very bad news.

"Not until your power activates. And, we know that there are still more artifacts with Monkey Power that he could steal. He raided Area-51 this morning. However, the last few artifacts are in a far more secure facility. A space station to be exact. At present, we are fairly certain that the Yono cannot yet leave the atmosphere under his own power. And we are taking considerable measures to insure that he can't steal a spacecraft. So, you should have plenty of time to activate your power before he gets any stronger."

Ron sighed heavily. He knew that an ultimate showdown between himself and the Yono was coming. He just hoped that he was ready. And a lone thought entered his mind. Even if GJ didn't know how to activate his power, someone else just might. With that in mind, and fairly assured that the Yono couldn't get any stronger for the time being, Ron's disposition returned to normal, and he reinforced the embrace that he still held Kim in.

In his usual happy-and-somewhat-goofy tone, Ron whispered, "KP, as much as I enjoy this, I really need to go take a shower and get this gunk out of my hair."

Lowering his voice to a barely audible whisper, so that Joss and the GJ agents couldn't possibly hear, he asked, "Would you like to join me?"

Kim giggled before answering in an equally hushed tone, "In one week, sure. Just one more week baby."