I do not own the characters named herein from Disney, and am only using them for a tale meant for entertainment purposes only.
Kim Possible: Dark Moon Rising
By LJ58
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"Thanks, Hanna," Ron said after calling home. "Keep your eyes open. There may still be more of these freaks out there."
"They won't get past us," his sister assured him before he hung up.
"Okay, we've got everyone Kim would call a close friend covered," Ron told the twins as Ann frowned at hearing what had been going on around her.
She had a suspicion something was up when two men tried to gun her down when she came out of the hospital, but fortunately she was still wearing her defense 'watch.' The bullets bounced off her protective shield, and both men were heavily zapped, though one had to be operated on, since one of the bullets ricocheted hard enough to tear into his side.
Her husband was still at the Science Center, working on his new project, but she had called to warn him about the new attempts on them, and he assured her he would be fine, as no one was getting through the Center's security.
"Looks like everything is claming down just now," Ron told them as he hung up, the twins, Ann, and Hiro standing around the living room in the wake of a day of fighting off crazed attackers all trying to take out anyone that might have been close to Kim.
Even now, more than a few ninja were still patrolling the city, and the boys had launched their own special spy drones to keep an eye on anyone coming into the city.
"That's usually when the other boot hits," Tim told him.
"Indeed," Hirotaka nodded. "As Yori says, the dropping shoe can still catch you by surprise."
"Uh, yeah," Ron murmured. "Any word from Kim?"
"Not yet, but she was going to….."
Tim cut his brother off, and shook his head.
"Not yet. We still aren't sure that someone might not have spy ware on the house. Let's not be too obvious."
"I didn't think anyone could bug you guys," Ron frowned.
"Bugs. No. But you have to know there are a dozen ways they could still tap our conversations from a distance. Jeez, for a ninja, you're not too bright," Jim huffed.
Hiro barely hid his smile, but Ron only rolled his eyes.
"Whatever. So, if we held off these freaks, what next? You can bet they aren't going to sit around long, waiting to see what happened."
"I think that's Kim's move," Tim told him. Glancing at his watch, he added, "And she should be just about ready to launch Operation Viper."
"Operation….Viper," Ann asked.
"Well, it's what we called it," Jim grinned. "It sounds cooler that way."
Ann sighed, and glanced at Ron and Hiro. "Would you boys like to stay for supper? It looks like it's going to be a long night."
"Sounds good, Mrs. Dr. P," he smiled.
"We would be most honored to accept your hospitality," Hirotaka bowed to her, making the redhead smile.
"Thank you," she replied. "I shouldn't be long. I'll have something on the table in no time."
Hiro waited for Ann to leave the room, and then turned to Ron.
"I will leave after the sun sets. I wish to look around a little more before we decide it is truly safe here. Recall all Sensei said, and be wary, my friend. This is not over yet."
"It never is," Ron said quietly. "We appreciate the warning, and the help, though."
"Yamanouchi, Stoppable-San, ever stands for the Light."
"Too bad Monkey Fist didn't get that," he said.
"Let us leave old darkness to the past," Hirotaka told him. "And focus on today's troubles."
"Right. I saw that movie, too."
"Movie," Hiro frowned.
"Never mind," Ron blushed. "You going to be staying around town?"
"I will go where I am needed. But do you need me, do not hesitate to call," Hiro told him as he studied the neighborhood outside the windows.
KP
"So, we're going for Darke now?"
"Almost," Kim smirked crookedly. "The sun is setting in about an hour."
"Fun-neeee," Shego scowled at her, balancing a small box on her lap.
"Besides, we have to diffuse whatever is going on at Go Tower, and then we can….."
Kim stopped, and frowned.
"Distraction?"
"Distraction," Kim nodded. "Call your brothers, and warn them all the same, but we are going for Frances now," she growled.
"Not the wizard?"
"Just now, he's small potatoes. I want the masterminds off the board, and then we can take Amethyst apart without worrying about secret plans, and doomsday scenarios," Kim spat.
"Works for me," she said, looking down at the metal box in her lap. "How about you, old lady?"
The three inch woman in the box stared up at Shego from where she sat, her tiny visage dark with rage. Her squeak of a voice didn't penetrate the energy field holding her inside, and the iron band on her neck kept her from using any alleged magics she might know.
"Behave," Kim shot, as if knowing what she said all the same. "Or I'll stick you in one of my dad's rockets, and let him launch you into the nearest black hole. Or worse."
"Whoa," Shego murmured, eyeing her lover. "Seriously?"
"She's really annoying me," Kim huffed.
"How, she's like an ant," Shego exclaimed.
"I can hear her. She's not being nice."
"I guess I'm not paying attention."
"She's not saying anything important."
"Then she can keep her mouth shut, or I turn up the heat," Shego growled. "Get it, tiny," she growled, shaking a glowing fist over the top of the box.
The scowling figure dropped to her haunches, but didn't seem to be trying to talk now.
"Thanks," Kim said. "She is annoying."
"She raised Lucre. It goes without saying," Shego huffed, and finally got a response on the dash-com as Hego's face filled the screen.
"Shego? I heard you were still missing…."
"I got found. Listen up, muscle head, some big bads that Kimmie and I are chasing may be gunning for you guys next. You need to elevate your security like yesterday."
"I knew you were still a hero at heart….."
"Will you shut up, and listen for once," Shego swore. "Hego, these guys aren't robbing banks, or whatever. They want to end the world. As in killing every single one of us."
"That's insane," the blue-clad hero exclaimed, looking suitably horrified.
"How do I keep from saying 'duh,'" Shego sighed. "Look. Kim and I are on it, but we felt you better know about it, and look out for this symbol," she added, sending the file image to him.
"A flower?"
Shego groaned.
Ten tense, teeth-grinding, nail chewing minutes later, she hung up.
"I swear, next time, I leave him to the…..wolves," she scowled.
Kim only smiled at her.
"Don't think I don't mean it," Shego swore. "He's an idiot. He's worse than an idiot. He….."
"He's your brother, and you don't really want anything to happen to him," Kim told her.
"Way to suck the life out of a rant," Shego muttered.
"Don't worry, we still have a lot to do. You can vent when we find Lurman. I don't think he'll be that easy."
"No? Even with the whole stealth thingy," Shego asked.
"If the boys were right, and I don't doubt them, he's setting in the middle of the Appalachian mountains surrounded by a bunch of 'magic' defenses, and even more goons. Even we're going to get noticed trying to slip into that kind of sitch."
"So, what do we do?"
"Well, I am known for jumping feet-first," she smiled. "You, however, have another role to play. Stick 'Tiny' in the back, and I'll activate the security shield. I don't want to let her tip him off if she still has some way to contact him."
"Got it," Shego said, and turned and put the small case in the back floorboard, where a humming began at once as another barrier rose to surround even that sealed box. "So, give. What's the plan this time, and when can I hurt someone?"
Kim smiled, and started to talk as they on across the country.
KP
Wade gaped at the entire, seemingly random events that formed a complex pattern to his now knowing eyes.
"You have something," Dr. Director asked as she appeared just forty minutes after he first contacted her.
"I know what they're doing," Wade exclaimed. "Only it's….unbelievable."
"You can still sit there, knowing all you know, and use that word," she asked blandly.
Wade sighed at that, and just shook his head.
"It's just….this is something that defies any logical…"
"Just because you don't know the rules…."
"I get that. I get the whole magic and mages as technicians with an….organic technology. It's just the idea that someone could….foresee someone like Kim, and envision using her to destroy the world! It's….!"
"Change. Change can be good, or bad. That's the part we're working to balance," Betty told him. "We've stopped nine different bands of Amethyst assassins targeting our own, and Ron's people have protected Middleton, but….."
"Just tell me one thing. Do you really believe that even Kim….? Even Kim could be that pivotal, that the entire world may hinge on what happens to her next?"
Dr. Director eyed the young genius, and nodded firmly.
"I knew it the first time I saw her. Why do you think I kept such a close eye on her? I could feel her power even then. Even though she had not yet truly shown us anything, I could feel her presence," she told him. "And you can bet so did agents of Amethyst."
"Then what do we do?"
"We protect the people around her, so she can focus on doing what she does. If she is torn apart by grief, or worse, whatever is inside her will follow that dark path, too, and destroy the woman we both know. And the world with her. We can't let that happen."
"Then I have just one last question," Wade said quietly.
"Yes?"
"What the hell is a Quoquarri? Because it came up while I was hunting old stories about those bloodlines you told me to search."
"Then….it is true. Possible is descended from them."
"Them?"
"We called them Anasazi. Exiles from another planet that settled here, and assimilated among humans thousands of years before most of Man even knew of others beyond stories of gods, or devils. They brought science, and a technology with them was beyond anything most men even knew of at the time. They were also allegedly mental giants."
"Yet they supposedly all died out," Wade frowned.
"No. They just moved. Enemies allegedly found them according to the ancient legends, and after a decisive battle, they scattered across the globe, using anonymity as their weapon. I long suspected the Possibles were some of theirs. Now, we know it. Which means, so does Amethyst."
"I still don't see….?"
"The prophecy is real, Wade," she told him. "If Kimberly were to be tainted, her true power could shatter this globe, and bring about the end of this entire realm."
"And….if she wins," Wade asked, unnerved about such sweeping statements.
"Then Mankind may well be on the verge of a dawn unlike any other in its long history. If we survive that long."
Wade found he had nothing to say to that one.
KP
Kim flew the Roth in low over the plateau, saw the human guards standing outside on a cliff, and smirked as she simply jumped out of the car, and landed on the plateau before the men.
All seven men immediately pointed weapons at her.
"We both know why I'm here. Why don't you make it easy on yourselves, and take me to your leader," she said as the Roth flew off, vanishing in a shimmering stealth haze even as it did.
"The only place you are going, abomination," the nearest man spat, tightening his finger on the very ordinary gun he held. "Is….."
"Next," Kim asked, moving in a blur of speed, and chopping the man's gun from his hands, even as she drove a hard palm into his face, breaking his nose, and sending him flying to slam into the nearby steel door from the force of the strike.
The six men howled, and charged her, forgetting their weapons.
She smirked, and waded into them.
"Enough," a strident voice shouted.
Kim tensed, looking toward the door that was opening now, and did her best not to gape at the two massive bovines with wings that looked like twisted nightmares out of a child's fable. Both of them carried huge axes, wore only ragged loincloths.
Between them, thin, lanky, and dressed in dark violet, stood Frances Lurman. AKA Frugal Lucre.
"So, what's the appellation this time, Frances," she drawled as his men stepped back, obviously not wanting to be anywhere near those huge beasts.. "Because judging by your current company, I could safely say that you're full of….."
"And you've obviously been too long in the green witch's company," he spat. "I think I'll forego the usual pedantic rants, since you have found me, and just ask what you think to accomplish. You have to know you've only delivered yourself into my hands."
"Your hands," Kim smirked. "Careful, momma's boy, or you'll be an orphan," she told him.
"What are you talking about," he scowled darkly.
She noted the two bovines scowled, and tensed the same as he did.
Mirrored responses.
Interesting.
"Just this. We paid your mommy a little visit earlier today. Right now, Shego's babysitting. If I don't come back, safe and sound, you're going to need a new mother," Kim said blandly.
"You're bluffing."
"We both know who you are, Frances," she sneered. "What you are. So you likely already know I've been….changed lately. A lot, in fact. Trust me, though, it's not me that you need to worry about. It's Shego. She'd cheerfully fry your mother, and drop her in a volcano without batting an eye. We both know it's true."
"So she would," Frances grimaced. "All right, Possible. You have your audience. What do you want?"
"Darke. Tell me where he is, and I might just forget about you."
"After you tell me how you defeated my mother's wards. Because she's as great as Darke in her magics, and it's obvious you couldn't handle even that cut-rate wizard."
"Only because he took me by surprise. He does like hiding, and aiming at your back, doesn't he," she sneered.
Frances said nothing.
"Considering what I've heard of your power struggle, I'd be worrying about your back, too. Well, if I were you. I don't care, though. He hurt my mother, and this is payback. So where is he."
"And my mother?"
"Is safe, if I get Darke."
"I'm supposed to trust you," the lanky man sneered.
"Come on, Frances. By now, you have to know I'm the one person in the world you can trust. You have my word that nothing happens to mother so long as I get Darke. I'll even let her go if your information proves…..accurate. My word. And you know I always keep my word."
She stared hard, and he stared back.
"And, what of me?"
"You? Let's face it, you're two-dimensional. I can see you coming miles off. You're just not the threat that Darke can be. So excuse me while I take care of the real threat to the planet first."
Frances grumbled deep in his chest.
"I should send you to him. I should. Only his witless machinations will mean nothing after I personally sacrifice you to the Others," he spat. "Take her," he shouted, and the bovines lumbered forward, raising their axes as they did.
To Be Continued…
