AN: I do not own Kim Possible

One punch to the stomach. A roundhouse kick to the temple of the head. And a sidekick to the sternum. That was what caused the training dummy to fall to the ground.

I let out a frustrated sigh. This training wasn't helpful. I didn't feel like I was getting stronger. Like I had plateaued.

Mom would say not to worry since I was peak human physical condition for a female. She would then say pick up some other skills to make me more versatile and unpredictable.

But no amount of skills could replace pure power. Look at Shego, she could melt and tear throw the armor plating of tanks with her plasma generation. And those globs of energy she throws at me could compare to a grenade! And then there was how durable she was. I kicked her off a building into an electrical tower and she got up with only a few scrapes and bruises!

I shuddered at the memory, if that had been a regular person, they would have died. I might have not killed Shego but I still felt like I cross some sort of line to a darker morality with that move.

Speaking of morality, I remembered the talk I had with Ron a few days after the aliens were defeated. I mean killed. No living being could survive being thrown into an exploding spaceship. That's what Wade said. GJ had found all the skeletons of the aliens days after.

I winced in memory of me being angry at what Ron did, but at least I realized my mistake quickly when I saw his horrified expression. I had felt so guilty for what I had said that day because Ron had saved not only me but the world. Why should I be angry at him because a few sentient beings had to do for it?

The aliens had decided that they were going to kill me and put my head on a plack as a trophy! What kind of barbaric culture did they come from?

I comforted Ron the best way I could right afterward because he had always been a gentle person. Even when he had been turned into a villain, twice at that, he had gone out his way to not hurt anyone. Even Shego stated this and she was more terrified of his evil persona than the Lowardians.

So killing a ship containing hundreds, if not thousands, of sentient beings must have destroyed his heart. I remembered how tried to persuade him it was necessary, but I knew he didn't listen to me. Especially considering the way I acted earlier that day. I really messed up.

I took a swig of water, not wanting to think about my mistakes right now. I had to find a way to improve. I needed to fight stronger and willing opponents. Ron wouldn't cut it.

Either he wouldn't use those monkey powers from Japan or he couldn't control it well enough to not hurt me, he told me. There was no in-between.

While I was touched he didn't want to hurt me, I was also offended that he thought I couldn't handle him. It struck my pride and nerves raw. I know I got a little snappy here and there with him when I pulled him into training, but this was the best for us. We couldn't stagnate if we were going to keep saving the world.

Mom had noticed my behavior, telling me to not let jealousy ruin my relationship. I wasn't jealous, I was being underestimated and was rightly offended! Sometimes Mom sees things that are not there.

Like I needed to treat Ron correctly or he would be snatched up by some other girls that had their eyes on him. Girls? There was only Tara, she still harbored that crush when she was dating Josh. After he graduated our junior year, I caught her staring at my boyfriend here and there. But I know she wouldn't try anything.

I wasn't saying Ron wasn't a catch. He was kind, loyal, a great cook, good with kids and animals, and actually smart when he wanted to be. Contrary to popular belief, he was actually in great shape. His defined muscles were hidden by all the baggy clothing he wore. I didn't mind, I liked having that sight all to myself.

Girl, this wasn't the time to get all giddy over muscles. I needed to find something productive to do. Ron was at his second job and Monique was at her shift at Club Banana. I wasn't really in a mood to shop right now.

I really Wade would beep me for a mission, but sadly most of the villains went under the radar or legit after the invasion. I would take even Frugal Lance right now to get rid of this excess energy!

I knew just the thing. I grabbed my Kimmunicator. Betty said she would offer me some training, even if I don't accept the offer to join Global Justice.

She had finally given me an invitation after I graduated. I was all up to join but the rents advised me to think over it first. But I could tell that they didn't want me to join. They always had some strange distrust over the organization.

I don't see why though. They did what I did on a bigger scale, just not as successful though. I know if I joined, I would make a big splash there. Definitely would one up Will Du. He was a hack anyway.

I thought about all the cool gadgets I could get from them. Don't get me wrong, Wade is awesome. But his quality is lacking, due to almost no funds. I could probably get him to join too.

I could see it now, me as the head of GJ after years of exceptional service. Betty would be passing over the leadership to me, proud of my accomplishments due to her mentoring. Wade would the head if RD, his inventions being something even the other eggheads couldn't understand.

Then there was Ron, always beside me. My greatest supporter. My equal off and on the field. We would turn the world on its head with the success we had.

Joining GJ became just a lot easier.