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Kim Possible: Dark Moon Rising

By LJ58

28

"Uhm, not that I'm not curious, but….. Where are we going, Kimmie? Because I thought the boys said that freak Darke lived back in the capital. Shouldn't we be staking his place out, or something?"

"We'll get to him. First, we have cut off the serpent's head," she told him, flying the Roth in stealth mode toward Philadelphia.

"And they live here," Shego asked, staring down at the city below.

"I've seen evil pop up in the most unlikely places," Kim told her. "I've seen goodness do the same," she smiled at her companion. "But even I never suspected the true head of Amethyst was who they were until the boys put a few pieces together for me," she told her, not mentioning her latest vision. "I'm really going to have to bring those two into the team, if only to keep them from working against us in the future," she laughed lightly.

"You think they would," Shego scoffed.

"Of course. If only to annoy me. They're still trying to figure out how to overshadow my name, and reputation, you know. If they're helping now, it's only because they want to be able to crow about it later."

"Figures," Shego huffed.

"That, and even they would never allow anyone to strike at our family, and get away without paying. Frankly, if I weren't taking care of them, they'd already be moving themselves."

"Why does that idea scare me?"

"It should," Kim admitted. "And it would if you saw their lab."

"That junk heap in the garage," Shego sniffed.

"That's not their real lab. I'm talking about the underground lair built under our house. The one powered by that Lorwardian fusion generator they rebuilt."

Shego only gaped.

"I don't want to know, do I," she finally said.

"Probably not. Let's just say, I'm glad they're still willing to work with me," Kim grinned.

Just over the heart of the city, Kim slowed the Roth, and began to descend before she drove through the suburbs of an innocuous neighborhood still on stealth.

"They live here?"

"Scanning now," she said, tapping a few buttons on her dash as she parked outside a house.

Then she noted the mailbox.

"Oh, you're kidding me," Shego groaned.

"No. I'm not."

"I didn't think Francis was hanging around home any longer."

"He's not," she said, seeing the IFR show one source of body heat in the home. "But he's not the one we're after. Francis is the mouthpiece, but his mother is the real brains this time. We take her out, and we cut most of our trouble in half from the start."

"So, is she…..?"

"A witch. Or so she calls herself. Just like Darke calls himself a wizard."

"So, you're saying you are starting to believe in…?"

"All true science is of the mind," Kim said as she triggered her new Kimmunicator's battle suit, and activated the stealth mode before she opened the Roth's door. "Just like Betty said. This is just a science most don't remember, and don't understand."

"Okay, getting weird again," Shego huffed, following suit, but feeling weird about using one of Kim's battle suit toys, even if only for the stealth.

"Just stay back, stay quiet, and don't move unless it's necessary. We're going to try to lure her out. She's less likely to try anything in the open."

"You hope," Shego murmured as she faded from sight as she activated her suit before opening her door on the still cloaked vehicle.

"I hope," Kim admitted, and quickly told her the plan she had devised. "Ready?"

"Always, Princess," Shego murmured, and the two walked up the drive, unseen, and Kim reached the door, and rang the bell.

KP

Ron was heading over to Kim's house when he noted he had a tail.

A dark sedan was following him, its occupants hidden behind darkly tinted windows.

Okay, that wasn't suspicious at all.

He glanced around, using his peripheral vision, and noted that two men on the far side of the road were shadowing him, too. Someone else was peering around Mrs. Beeman's house, but Ron knew he didn't belong there. Mrs. Beeman didn't like anyone in her yard.

Ron kept walking. He was four blocks from Kim's house, but he guessed the way they were bunching now, he wasn't going to make it.

Especially since he now saw four men moving toward them, one of the doing weird things with his hands, as the air around them began to grow heavy under a yellowish shimmering that formed a large bubble around them.

"Prepare to fall, monkey-man," one of the men growled as he pulled out a weapon that looked like one of Drakken's death rays.

By then, they were all pulling out weapons, and the car was pulling up right behind him, and four more men were climbing out. All heavily armed.

"Rejoice. Your death shall help bring about the Ending of All!"

Ron considered how he might have reacted once had this happened earlier in his career.

"You guys really don't know me at all, do you?"

"We know your skill, ninja. It is nothing compared to the might and majesty of….."

"As a less than likable woman I know would say, 'less talky, more walky,'" Ron growled, and launched several shuriken blades before the man could finish.

Even as they flew, four of the men yelped, dropping their weapons, Ron palmed another four darts, and eyed his targets as the men moved around him to form a circle.

"Our true weapons are greater than you know," one of the men snarled, and barked a word that made Ron's ears ache, and caused him to cringe.

Still, three of his four darts hit targets, and he rolled away from another of the men as he ducked a knife aimed at his ribs.

"Wait," one of the men hissed at the chanting man. "We need the others to finish the circle. Without all thirteen, the binding ritual….."

"Bind this," another voice cut in as a blur in black slammed through the yellow barrier, and a long sword flashed, removing the head of the chanter. "Stoppable-San, they seek to invoke the YoNo in your own person. Take them out now, before they destroy your soul," Hirotaka shouted, and turned to attack another of the men, now down to ten men.

"Ninja! The Arbiter's forces are already moving," someone shouted. "We must warn…."

"Warn them of this," Ron said, his eyes glittering blue the moment he heard the YoNo mentioned, and he was suddenly moving, spinning, and leaping, and everywhere he landed, a man went down. And stayed down.

"I'm guessing this weird barrier is keeping everyone from seeing this mess," Ron asked as he and Hiro faced the last of the men still standing.

The man started backing up, looking far less confident as both of them faced him.

"Indeed," Hiro told him. "It seems I was right when I guessed these men were up to no good. Only not even I guessed they were targeting you personally."

"You cannot defeat us all. Amethyst is eternal. We of the Dark will…..!"

"Ever be defeated by the Light," Hirotaka spat, and plunged his sword into the man's chest.

Ron, uncomfortable with the death, still understood the necessity of it as the man's death signaled the fading of the barrier, and realized there were neighbors now looking their way. Even he had killed. He just didn't like it.

"Ghost it," he told Hiro. "I'll handle the law, and meet you at Kim's house."

Hiro bowed, and took off.

No one else saw him go as Mrs. Beeman appeared in her door, and screamed. Not far off, the sounds of sirens already filled the air.

"Man," Ron sighed. "Why is this getting so ordinary lately?"

KP

"Hello," Wade smiled as he picked up on a thread, and saw a pattern he couldn't believe he had overlooked until now.

He considered calling Dr. Director, or even Kim, but until he was certain he had found everything, he would wait. Especially since his employer had, in fact, told him not to call Kim just then. He kept hunting, finding more as he eyed the growing pattern before him on the web search, and unable to believe he had not seen it until now.

Especially since, the more he looked, the more obvious it appeared.

How had he missed this one?

Especially since, as it now seemed, Kim had been at the heart of the web all along!

KP

"Hello," the portly woman asked, smiling out her door as she opened it, looking around. "How strange," she murmured, stepping out to look around.

She looked around the front yard. The street. Then glanced around her yard again.

"Some young scamps, no doubt," she chortled, and stepped back into the house, closing the door. "Now, where was I," she murmured, heading for the kitchen, where she had several maps on the table, and charts covered with arcane symbols.

She took a step toward the table, even as something suddenly grabbed her around her throat, and clamped down.

"Let's see you try something now," a known, and hated voice drawled.

"You," she seethed, her friendly demeanor melting away like ice in the desert as she glanced around. "How…..?"

"Remember me, Mrs. Lurman," Kim asked, her stealth cloak shimmering as she shut it down. "I seem to have drawn your attention lately. Did you really think I wouldn't notice?"

"You're not supposed to be here," she spat, tugging at the band now locked around her throat after making a few empty gestures. "What is….?"

"Iron. Pure iron. I understand you don't like that kind of thing," the redhead smiled.

"Unnatural woman," she seethed. "First you torment my helpless, little boy, and now you come to bedevil a helpless, old woman in her own home," she cried.

"Try again," Kim spat, glancing at the nearest papers. "A curious hobby for a widow. Only you're not a widow, are you? Not really."

"You know nothing."

"I have friends who are very good at digging things up. Speaking of digging, were the police to dig up your garden, I wonder what they'd find."

The woman flushed scarlet with rage as she all but sneered at her.

"Pretty, little girl. You think you know everything, don't you? Well, you won't see what is coming until we drop it on your head! Fool child! By the time you understand…..!"

"Right about now, my brothers are about to activate a bomb under your son's house. He has…."

Kim raised her wrist, and eyed the Kimmunicator.

"Oh, about nine minutes to live. Unless you tell me the end game here. It's not just some world conquest bit," she told her. "I know that much. Tell me the truth. Or I let the bomb go off. You have eight and a half minutes."

"You're bluffing!"

"Jacob thought that, too. Until I took his head off," Kim said quietly. "Literally. Took his head off. We both know that's a sure way to kill even one of his kind," she stated.

The woman paled.

"You killed….Jacob," she all but whined.

"He was your nephew. Right? The real reason Darke didn't kill him. Guess your family tree is all pretty much rotted."

"You….."

"Eight minutes."

"We….."

"If you're not talking, I'm leaving. Only you won't be around to see what I do next. Understand," Kim snarled, flashing her teeth pointedly.

"All right! All right! We know of you Quoquarri roots! We wanted to drive you to madness, and use your legacy to destroy the kingdoms of men. It would leave the world free for the Dark to claim without effort!"

Kim stared at her.

"You honestly think I'd turn that easily," Kim asked quietly.

"It would work. It will work. Even now, your family and friends are being stalked, and slain. In the end, your own grief….."

"You don't know my family, or my friends," Kim said quietly. "Now, Shego."

"Shego," the woman looked around in horror, just before a bright flash struck her, and she vanished completely.

"Looks like that tip from Ron's buddy Hiro was right on. Still, what was that Kukuro stuff she was talking about," Shego asked as she shimmered into view as she dropped her own stealth cloak.

"I'm not sure. But I'm taking these things with us," she said, taking the maps, and papers. "It may be important if she was using them."

"Goes without saying. Who knew Suzy Homewrecker was behind the big bads, though."

"The Tweebs did," Kim told her, still not mentioning her otherworldly revelation. "I told you they were scary smart."

"Check. You're right. We'd better hire them. We don't want them working for the competition. Whoever they might be," Shego declared as Kim rolled up the maps.

"Wait."

Kim rolled out the last map she had been about to roll up with the others, and stared.

"What is it now?"

"This mark. Is that familiar to you?"

"It's a weird mark. Looks like…."

"A rainbow? Shego, this may sound nuts, but…. I think they're next target are your brothers. I think they're going to hit Go Tower."

Shego frowned.

"Why?"

"That," Kim told her. "Is a very good question. We'd better call Hego."

"Do we have to call him," Shego groaned.

"It could be important," Kim reminded her. "Remember who we're dealing with."

"Fine. Fine. What about the momma's boy? Do the twin terrors really have a lock on him?"

"Right about now, he's finding new ways to suffer," Kim smirked.

"And the wiz?"

"He's next. After Hego," she said, leaning down to scoop up the papers, as Shego found a glass in a counter, and dropped the four inch tall woman she had shrank down into it.

"Can I shrink him, too," she asked hopefully.

Kim only sighed, and rolled her eyes.

To Be Continued….