Chapter 37: Ending It All, Resolution

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I know I said that two more chapters and this is finished, but I decided to have it end with this one. I wanna say thank you for all the reviews that was left… the people who followed, who favorited, who read. But more importantly, I need to thank the author who let me adopt this story at 2016. Will I be working on another story in the Kim Possible franchise, I might be able to… I already have an idea of what I want and maybe it'll be a good read for you people. Now, I wanna say thanks and it's time for the final chapter.

Why is it that when one problem is finished, another takes its place? It's finally done, right? He said what he needed to say, he confessed to who he truly felt were his parents. His biological ones, he felt like he disowned them. Well, maybe he did… somehow it just didn't sit right with him.

Thoughts continuing to traverse in the corners of his mind as he sits by the riverside. Seeing the water glisten and sparkle by the sun, dancing with such grace and elegance. He held a pebble in one hand, he threw his hand back and flicked his wrist forward. He sees the pebble tap the water, disrupting its waves before sinking down below.

Ron has fixed what he needed to fix right? Everything isn't back to normal, but it hasn't gone to complete worthlessness either. 'Nothing really ever stays the same' he says to himself as he throws another pebble. Maybe this is a step in his life that he's trying to adjust. He kept rerunning the thoughts over and over like a record.

Graduate, go to college, get a job, have a family. It all just sounds so simple. But it's with notable sacrifices. No more missions with Kim, or going at it alone. His biological parents, finally cut from his life.

He finally has a home to himself, someone to love, he has money… but even that can change in a heartbeat.

He flops to the ground, looking at the blue skies that had clouds floating about. He almost envies them because they're free. Free to float around and do what they want.

The blonde boy sits up to meditate. Maybe something that can drag him away from the piling clusters of thoughts taking him. His breathing slowed into a more relaxed state. His muscles let go of the tension it withheld. His ears could only make of the calm, dancing waters. Even the gentle breeze of the air traveling the earth and touching his skin. The birds that chirp and flap their wings, taking flight in the majestic skies.

A different image grew deeper, but into a more vivid detail. It looked to be a body, one half covered in a blue aura. The aura felt understandable, as if the pattern was easily followed, a synchronization comfortable to surrender oneself in. Such a majestic movement and artistic beauty, it couldn't be rejected.

Then there was a golden one. The movements were irrational, chaotic at best. At best… it may as well be considered a compliment when it was nothing like its blue counterpart. This aura just screamed power, destruction at its most raw. Such a manifestation of all things horrid.

It could see the golden part leave the said body, the aura evaporating into a mist and vanishing before the naked eye. The blue aura steadily took its place, as for the yellow…

It looked to take a life of its own, make a new body from scratch, Ron wanted to make out who it looked to be, until a sound of something zipped through the air. It felt as if it zipped right past his ear, with his senses quickly picking up the 'danger', he stretches out his hand and catches the flying object.

His puts out his right hand in order to see what was thrown at him, a shuriken. He gets up from his lotus position, quickly he turns around and was ready to throw the star to where it originated… but there was something he realized after taking another glance. These were the same stars used from Yamanouchi. It couldn't be an assassin, that is if Fukushima broke out and found him here.

"Heh, may as well come out, I already know you're there." He remarks confidently. The lithe body came down from the hill, with a sheathed blade hanging behind her, she smiled at him.

"Yori!" He exclaimed as he ran up to hug her. "Stoppable-San!" She hugged him back. A feeling of comfort was found after today… it didn't matter if it was short lived, or shown in a unorthodox manner like a thrown ninja star. At least there was some good that came from today… actually, there was already good. It came flooding back to him.

"It's good to see you again, how's everything going in Yamanouchi?" His hands unwrapped itself from her figure. But her hands rested on his shoulders.

"Stoppable-San, I have grave news." He looked slightly disappointed. But Yori, oblivious to his slight change continued. "Fukushima and Monkey Fist has escaped from imprisonment. Search parties were sent off to find them and…" she looked away and sighed. "They found Fukushima, he was murdered by Monkey Fist."

Ron's eyes bulged. Monkey Fist kills his apprentice or whatever? That just couldn't make much sense, Fukushima just wouldn't turn against him for Yamanouchi, especially after being incarcerated by them. Or maybe he didn't do it for Yamanouchi, it was for himself.

"Why would Monkey Fist kill him, after escaping… it just doesn't fit." Ron said as his hand tapped his chin.

"We found an old temple. It held another power similar to your own. But it was far darker, evil… a blade that rested in its center was taken. I'm afraid Monkey Fist has now succumbed to the Path of Yono."

So that was what his meditation was all about. "I meditated here and I saw this golden aura leave a body and make its own I think… what does that mean?"

"I believe Yono has found another person to corrupt, but with Fiske…" she paused. But Ron came up with the answer. "He accepted Yono entirely, its power actually left me and I didn't know about it." Ron also thought of something, there wouldn't be another relapse. Not to say Ron always relied on Yono, he used the MMP on several occasions. The casino, the fight with Monkey Fist, the Sakurajima volcano, parkour for a bit, protecting himself. So that's something off of his shoulder. "So how powerful is he?" He mumbled.

"He can somewhat match your power. With the sword he has, it would be increased. He would have an aura, his eyes would also change. But he would be more… unstable."

"Ok, so a psycho madman who's leveled up, has a sword that gives him extra power. That's… hehe… that's uhh… wow." Ron stammered with his words, he didn't want to admit it, but he didn't like his odds very much so.

"Which I why I came to bring you this." She disarmed herself on the blade and gave it to Ron whereas he removed it from its sheath and takes a look at the appearance. It was the Lotus Blade!

"Yori I-"

"We know you entrusted us to watch over it… but as of now, you're the only one who can stop him. He is coming for you. All has not bode well in Japan, strong winds and storms have appeared ever since what happened. It'll reach your home next."

A sharp exhale came from his breath as he nodded his head. "Ok… could I just get some people around real quick." He walked away with her following him.

Time Skip:

"What!?" Anne Possible exclaimed. With her family, Wade, Bonnie, even the Director accompanied Ron and Yori on this.

"But didn't you-" Jim started the first part.

"Beat him in Japan?" Tim finished the last sentence.

"Well yeah." Ron cut his eyes and curled his lip. "But now he's back, he's stronger and… all that junk." It seemed as if there wasn't much confidence as before. There were a lot of serious moments, but this one… it was real, it was actual life and death.

"Well it should be easier for you to take him down again?" James had remarked. Ron only shook his head in response.

"It's pretty bad, like really bad. Like 'possessed by my evil superpower counterpart' or… I dunno. He's got powers now, powers that can probably wipe us out." A thought he was beginning to hate more and more.

"Where does it come from, you can probably take out the source. Take out the source, take the power and he's just like the rest of us." Betty was with her hands folded, deep in thought. Wondering how to counteract such an imminent threat.

"It comes from the body… even the sword gives him a boost." Ron leans onto the wall. Further processing this in his head.

"So there's stages then, like steps that increase his abilities?" Wade said his piece.

"What can you remember from when you had the power, I mean you got the good counterpart in you right." Kim said.

"Not just that, I had the bad too. I dunno, I just can't… feel it anymore, probably because Monkey Fist is its new host. I think there were stages. I mean I remembered my eyes changing into a different color. Then there was this blue aura that just… surrounded me."

"What did you notice first… the aura or the eyes?" Bonnie asked.

"The eyes, then the aura came… if I remember correctly."

"And they were all separate?" She asked.

"Yeah, but then they came together."

"Easy, the first stage is the eyes." Jim said. "Then the second is the aura." Tim added. "The sword is the third." They finished simultaneously.

"If there are storms coming like you said… it would be best to take the fight outside of Middleton." Kim suggested. The redhead gave a glance at Bonnie not out of anger… maybe sorrow was what she was looking for, she didn't look back to meet it.

"Good idea… look if I don't get it done."

"You're gonna Ron…" Wade said. "Don't doubt yourself, you got this."

"This isn't doubt Wade, it's having a backup plan. Get everyone away from Middleton from the storms… and do whatever you can to take him out."

He looked at Bonnie… seeing that he's taking another mission again, well it wouldn't necessarily be a mission.

"I know I promised you this morning and… maybe I should say it. You're right, but you're wrong too. Does that even make sense?" He mumbled the last part.

"I know you want to have 'us' around for a long time, but what's out there… I can't ignore that."

"I know Ron… you don't have to repeat it." She stood up and walked to him. The brunette leaned forward to kiss him in the forehead. "Just come home you big doofus." She gently held his hand and placed it on her stomach.

"You better."

"I'm gonna."

"You better."

"I'm gonna."

"You better." They constantly went back and forth. Until Ron broke the cycle.

"I'll be back…" he says. He turns around, darts his eyes around the room. "Hopefully." He kept the last part to himself.

With Ron leaving, everyone was left to talk among themselves. "This could be way too dangerous for him." Bonnie started. "I mean he's not himself, even I can tell he's not sure he'll make it out."

"Maybe there is a way, he's probably not comfortable with it." Wade placed in an idea. Everyone else remained skeptical about the theory. But… did they have anything else to explain?

"What other way could there possibly be?" Anne decided to chime in. "If he has an idea to take him down, then he can do it, right?"

"Mrs. Possible, if Wade's theory is right, then maybe Ron's considering killing him is the only way."

"Whoa, unreal!" The twins said.

"That can't be right!" Kim added.

"Absolutely not!" James exclaimed. "Ron, he… he wouldn't stoop so low upon doing something like this… I mean what has the guy done to him that would make him think this?!" The fact that the boy he treated like a son would permit such actions left him aghast.

"I'm afraid it would not matter in this." Yori said. "If the host is no longer able to be deemed to use the power efficiently, then the host will be cast into stone for eternity."

"I mean isn't there some magical stuff that can, I dunno change him back?" Kim had a thought. Maybe Ron didn't have to kill him, much less let him die. To her disappointment, the kunoichi shook her head.

"Once the pact has been made, there's no going back. Even if Stoppable-San manages to stop him, Monkey Fist will still be condemned."

"Ok, does Ron know about this 'turning into stone' thing?" Wade asked. But the Director already had the answer as she stared at the young ninja.

"He doesn't, does he?" She concluded. "That means the whole killing him thing isn't what's concerning him… then what else could there be?" Kim seeing that there was a theory, swallowed that lump in her throat and spoke.

"Because he had that power once. The bad part of it… we had a big fight and he had the eyes. But you said now that he doesn't have it anymore. When the eyes left from him, it was like… like he was disgusted with himself." She folded her arms and looked away from everyone.

"This isn't because of dependency…" Wade said. Luckily the Director finished it off for him.

"He's understands with what had happened to Fiske, but the difference was that he accepted this Yono power full force. He doesn't see him as an enemy."

"Instead of being an enemy." Tim started this one off this time. "The guy is a victim." Jim finished off.

"Ron and the other guy went through the same thing… if that's true then…" Bonnie said this with thought.

"This fight is personal because Yono toyed with the both of them. When they both had the powers it felt good for them… but it wasn't healthy. Victim versus victim."

"If it's anything, I know where's Ron's going to fight…" Wade said which in turn had everyone looking at him. "There a mountain far from Middleton, a riverbank and woods below. The city is gonna be miles away. I may have also, uhh… referred it to both him and Kim if something like this happens, to avoid damage."

"Mom, Dad is Ron gonna be ok?" Jim said.

"He's going to fight a crazed monkey guy?" Tim added.

"Wait can't we at least help Ron? If he can't do it alone?" Kim had to say it.

"No." Betty answered. "If everything Miss Yori said is true, then a fight like this is beyond anyone's league. The fight would be considered inhuman after the little briefing. If there was anything that they can do right now, it was to pray and hope that he comes home safe.

With Ron: Final Fight

Ron waited at the edge of the mountain in order to see his adversary, or whatever was left of him see his face. This had to happen like this, honestly it didn't have to come to such a manner… but it was too late to say that.

He could see a slight golden flicker of light in front of him with heavy grey clouds coming on the horizon. Strong gusts of wind violently pushing itself towards him. The booming sounds coming from the skies with the crackling lights flashing above him.

Feeling a certain chill coming from his right side, he knows what it was as he turned to meet the eyes of the man he waited to face.

Monkey Fist himself. He saw how the remnants of Montgomery Fiske have indeed been shaved of the beings psyche… as whatever possessed him… whatever corrupted his mind, it made sure that the human side of him was completely wiped.

He stands there in front of him… his facial expression void of emotion. His eyes golden yellow, even the pupils weren't seen. His breath, calm and eager.

Despite the obviousness that this isn't the man that he fought in the past, Ron had to at least give a chance to get through to him… even if he doesn't listen, he didn't want to go through with it without giving him a shot of redemption. With pure honesty, he voiced his thoughts without anything held back.

"I just… I just can't understand what went wrong with your life. You were a renowned archaeologist. You had a lot of knowledge, you had a lot of potential… even if you were a bad guy, people could argue for a split second that… that there was still a little bit of good in you. Maybe you were a good man, maybe you weren't… I never thought you… you would do something like this. I know what that power feels, I do. It changes you, it's like you have everything in the palm of your hand… but it still isn't enough. You gotta fight Fiske, you're a man not a monkey."

Unfortunately the talk fell on deaf ears, as Monkey Fist pointed his sword at him, signaling that he's ready for battle. It mattered very little to him to what was said… he came here to kill him… that's the only reason he wanted.

Ron, sighing deeply knew that he failed to convince him, but he had one more thing to say. "I'm sorry, that it had to be like this." He sat up from the rock and drew his blade.

'Here he comes.' Ron's mind first said as the being charged him. His forearm pressed against Ron's throat as he tackled him down from the mountain and into the woods where trees and shrubbery dared to cover the area. With his eyes glowing blue, Ron dug his right foot into Monkey Fist's stomach and threw him away. Unfortunately for Ron, the monkey man was able to land onto a tree and leap forward to give a horizontal slash that would've slit his throat, had he not dodged it on time. Falling to the ground, he stabbed the Lotus Blade into the ground, as he was still in mid-air. Twisting his wrist and body, he predicted that Fiske would charge him again. He brings his heel forward in order to give a hook kick that attacked him in the cheek. For Ron, he was right on the money… as Monkey Fist took the blow and landed face first on the ground.

Taking his sword back, he charged at the madman. Matching each other blade for blade, the striking were either blocked and deflected. Monkey Fist was able to sweep Ron off of his feet with a well timed kick, breaking his balance. Ron on the ground, he gets up by doing a sweep kick on his own, which misses, but he twirls his body around to do a kick that would try to nail the man again, if he hadn't caught it and threw him onto a tree nearby. Monkey Fist took the opportunity to charge at him and dug his elbow into Ron's stomach, where he violently gagged and was sent flying back, as the tree behind broke because of the pressure.

Ron was able to get up from the ordeal, not without a few groans escaping his lips. 'Had it not been for the power, I'd be dead. He's definitely changed his style of fighting since our last encounter.' The blonde boy looks at him unfazed by the first couple minutes of the fight. 'He's has less elegance, but he's more reliant on raw power. I can tell from experience.' He then recalls the day he first used this accursed powers. 'Yori said that if I get him away from the sword, he'll drop in power… it's not gonna be possible, I can't even taunt him out of it.' He then sees the possessed one run towards him. 'I guess I'll have to make some weak spots.'

Monkey Fist tried to slash him in the stomach, but the attack failed to land. He then spun his body twirled his blade and tried to dig it into the blonde boy's left shoulder blade. Ron brought his arm and moved it to the right slightly, and countered with a elbow to the face. Ron then tries to diagonally slash him, but he moved away and tried to slash him, but the attacks both resulted in a clash. With both strengths struggling to get an inch, they both pushed themselves away… but Fist somehow applied a push that let some sort of pressurized air lunge towards the blonde boy and pushed him forward.

Ron got up and dashed towards the mountain, with his adversary in tow. As he climbed higher, something zipped past him. First he looked down only to see nothing, but then he looked up to see a sword ready to stab him in the brain. He moved out of the way, while grabbing the hand that held the sword. Ron pressed the man's face onto the jagged mountain, as they both were free falling down. Monkey Fist grabbed his wrist. Ron moved his hand away from the grasp and slashed Monkey Fist right on the leg. Funny, he thought it would've been dodged or blocked or parried, it wasn't. It was hit with full force, a wave of fresh blood came pouring down from the wound.

What was more surprising was how he walked. His power didn't heal the wound, it was still there. But he was walking towards him normally. If there was a gash on the leg, most people would stay on the ground… or if they tried to walk, they would limp. But somehow, the wound didn't affect him, he was still walking normally.

Fiske ran at him, he flew across the air giving Ron a push, which he blocked. Then the monkey man flipped in the air and was able to use the tip of his sword to slash Ron's shoulder. Clutching at the wound, Ron blocked another sword strike… but he then notice something.

'His wrist…' his eyes took a notice at his wrist… it was taking a lot of pressure and it looked to be shaking immensely, swollen too. As Fiske pushed forward with his hand, there was gush of blood coming from it, as well as the sound of a bone breaking. Ron was sent flying, his body launched like a rag doll being dragged from the mountains and into the water, quickly he dashed out of it.

Looking up that Monkey Fist was going to slash at him again. With his sword at the ready, he wasn't going to block it this time, he wasn't going to dodge it, he was going to attack. 'Here goes.' He thinks.

Ron and Monkey Fist's attack had made a resounding clash of metal as the water moved irrationally, making violent waves as gusts of wind literally blew away leaves, splints of wood, rocks and making dust puff up in the area. The clash had pushed both of them away… but this time, they lost their respective blades in the endeavor.

Despite wanting to take time to look for the blade… they see each other straight ahead, wanting to go back into combat… this time, no swords.

Monkey Fist started with an elbow strike to the face that was dodged by Ron, where he countered with a punch to his ribcage and a right hook. He was going for an uppercut, but it was parried and a knee was dug into the blonde boy's stomach. He wrapped his arm around his neck, got behind him, hoisted him using his back and threw him to the ground. Ron quickly punched him in the calf, then twisted his body to the left in order to sweep kick him, but it was evaded. But he followed with a side kick that staggered Fiske.

As they both got distance because of the attack. Ron took his left hand as Fiske took his right hand, which was injured and their fists hit each other. But something unexpected happened. Monkey Fist's hand broke to a point, where it looked to be that the bone was sticking out, but the aura engulfing him was able to suppress the bleeding. Unbeknownst to Ron at that point, he uses his right hand to punch his wrist like a hammer and give him a headbutt. He then performed a backwards cartwheel that kicked him in the jaw.

Ron had then looked at the ground, seeing the severed hand between them. 'Did I… did I do that?' He looked aghast with the sight. A punch landed on Ron's chest that made him hack as he fell to the ground. As he got up, he dashed towards the mountains again. At a certain height, that overlooked Middleton. He decided that this was perfect.

They both ran at each other, starting with a cross-counter that angered both of them. As Fiske grabbed Ron by the neck with his other hand. Ron threw him down with a good hip throw. Fiske moved out of the way.

'One shot, one chance.' Ron says as he charges at him, with a punch that knocks both of them off of the mountain, with this rattling feeling, a part of the mountain broke off. They were in a landslide falling towards the water. As they were both falling Ron could see that the golden yellow aura in Fiske's eyes starting to fade but his pupils didn't have any color to it.

A booming crash sent them both crashing down. Ron groaned at the experience that he had, how many times has he flown like this… he may have been with GJ, but this was ridiculous. He sees Fiske at the edge of the water, inching closer to being carried away.

Both lie on the ground in silence. Monkey Fist and Ron, completely immobilized. Ron sat himself up, back against a tree. He gets up to get near Fiske, but with a couple of steps, he staggered to the ground… getting on his knees.

"It hurts…" a voice said. It didn't sound demonic or filled with evil. "All of the knowledge, all of my research… leading to this… death and murdering someone that was almost like a son to me." Monkey Fist was the one spewing these words, none of the supernatural madness. He spoke slowly, this is him accepting death, yet carry a tone of reflectance.

"I can't even see…" he says again. "I can't even look at the sky when I die. I lost my hand, I foolishly let the lust for power poison me. Yet you…" he paused for a moment, slightly moving his lips, cracked and painted with blood. "You were the one that kept getting in my way. I thought it was happenstance, but something kept drawing us to fight." He knew what he was talking about, the powers. "I failed the contract, you can see it can't you?" Monkey Fist asked Ron as he saw his body starting with his back, going to his calves and heels. Even taking his arms in the process.

"You're turning to stone." The blonde boy said. "It's only a matter of time." He sat down near him.

"You're a good man Ronald, you should never lose your way, unlike me. I would've called you naive, mad with optimism… but I'd be wrong now. Dying here, it… feels nice." The storms subsiding to a gentle breeze, his eyes were slowly closing.

"Let me die in the river… my body will turn to stone, just let me face this… all I ask for is a last request." Nodding his head Ron agreed. He carried Monkey Fist's barely stone transitioned body into the water, as some parts of him floated, the stone part was about to drag him into the lower depths. Chest deep in the water, Ron watched as Fiske struggled to breathe as the stone reached his chest and lungs, his eyes completely closed. Letting go of his adversary, Ron watched as he sank into the water, not as quick as he thought it would.

After escaping the water, he sat down to take a look at the river, where the watery grave of Monty Fiske existed. He cracked a smile, not at his death, but at the fact that he died as a human, with pride, with regret. It seems, he wasn't the animal that fate made him out to be. He shut his eyes for awhile, wanting to pay his respects. He should hate Fiske, he considered him an enemy, he tried to kill him… but, he didn't. Was it because that he's already dead? Was it because everything that led up to his point was Fiske's doing and not Ron's? With a twitch of his fingertips and toes, he decided to leave in the dead of night, to see the people he loved again. Wanting to say his last words to him… he stood up, not taking his eyes off of the water.

"Rest in peace… Fiske."

After such a gruesome battle occurred. It may as well have been a surprise to many that he came back alive… whether the Tweebs rushed to hug him as their 'brother', so to speak, survived. With the older Possible's looking at him in tearful joy. All smiles in the now sunny day finally made so much of this day all better. With closure coming forth, he gave an exhale. Smiling back at what he had in front of him.

Time Skip: Monologue

'I keep asking myself, why? Why did Monkey Fist earned my respect despite our contrasting differences? Sometimes I think, maybe it was to spare him from an unmourned death, or because I see that there's both a good and a bad side in people… even if one outweighs the other. I can't even say. What does it even mean… to be a hero? It's never all about fighting, or having powers. I was dragged without having a clue of what I was doing. But it all worked out for a lot of people in a way that's considered good. If a good deed felt good, then its good, right? It's not to say I hated it or feel uncomfortable, but I definitely feel different. After everything that's happened I finally see this new side of myself that helped me take control, earned what I have right now, reach for the top. Even as I'm in Venice, looking outside with the sun rising by the patio, holding the woman I love. I gently rub her stomach and all I can say that this is where it has to be. This is where I belong, this is where my future lies… and I'm really proud of it.'