Kim Possible could do anything, she knew it to be true. No matter the situation. She'd faced down countless villains, escaped countless deathtraps and survived. She was starting to get cocky, more confident in her mission than anything else in the world.
The teen hero had never been alone on a mission before, and that's what made her so much stronger and better now, since Ron left town.
She was angry that he left.
'Why would I care? our friendship is over. So what he ran away. I have Josh now, a hottie boyfriend' Kim thought to herself, she made a quick head count of the Henchman all dressed in their signature jumpsuits, before jumping off the roof, landing in a fierce fighting stance.
All heads turned to her, surprised, and Killigan growled under his breath. "Curse you, Possible!" He yelled his rage apparent in his tone. "Don't you have better things to do than play hero!?"
"So not!" Kim smirked. "Not as long as you keep giving me a reason to take out the trash."
"You brought this on yourself, Teen hero." He turned to his minions and pointed at her. "GET HER!"
Kim placed one hand out, palm open, the fighting stance openly intimidated at least half of the minions. The men knew what they were in store for if they decided to follow their boss' command.
With no fears, she charged at the henchmen.
They decided to rush her, yelling battle cries and waving their weapons threateningly. She moved in on the first, as he reached her, and kicked him in the groin. He let out a groan of pain and fell to the floor.
The other three pounced at once. She avoided two and caught the hand of the third, spinning, pulling his much heavier weight along with her. He tumbled over, leaving only one left to face her.
He turned to run, the teen hero charged forward and placed a foot across his ankle, punching his face hard, and sending him tumbling to the concrete floor, with a broken ankle, whimpering in pain.
"This the best you can do Golf Killigan?" Kim poked fun at him.
The Golf man rubbed his head, "The HenchCo has a new escape plan for us Villains these days. LUCKY FOR ME!"
The roof above the lair, suddenly collapsed, a white hovercraft descended into view. Kim recognized it was one of HenchCo's new tech.
She gritted her teeth when a group of goons regain consciousness. Killigan throw a golf ball that exploded near the hero who leaped out the way, as the room fill with smoke.
"Until next time, Kim Possible!" he cackled as the craft disappeared out of view.
Kim leapt into action, visibly startling the group of goons as she dashed forward and jumped onto the heads heading for the open window.
The red head pulled out her hairdryer grappling hook from her pack, and spotted the craft flying over buildings. She shot the hook which latched onto the craft.
Pressing a button, she felt the rope tighten and begin to pull her in… not before one of the goons somehow managed to grab her hand, forcing Kim to release the dryer, attempt to free herself in midair. She barely escaped as the henchman activated his jet pack and blasting away, leaving her free falling like a rock through the air.
She caught herself and was able to land on a roof semi gracefully, a soft mat braking her fall, lucky not to have hurt herself. She kicked herself internally for letting Killigan get away.
Beside her the goon, who had flown away landed on the roof and charged at her. She stood her ground, preparing for another battle. He raised his fist and launched at her, as the teen used her wrists to block the attack.
He swung his arms wildly, only punching air as she dodged his blows, ducking and jamming a palm into his chin. It took a second, before the coward, made his escape onto another roof top.
Running, she picked up a small piece of wood lying on the floor of the roof, and threw it towards the henchman, which of course missed wildly, and hit a window. Its pieces scattered like particles of dust in air and she shielded her face as it flew around her.
A small bit of glass nicked her on the way, hitting her arm, causing blood to bleed out. Still hurting from the small cut, she moved flawlessly over the edge of the roof and ran up behind the fleeing man, back flipping over him and blocking his path.
"You are so the drama," she quipped, holding her now bloody left arm. It was beginning to gush, telltale drops leaking down her palm and hanging onto her elbow.
The Henchmen grinned, "This is just business, Possible. Killigan just pays us, and we do our job, but now with you ruining everything, looks like I've got no choice but to take you down."
"So not." Even with a bloody arm, she could still take this guy out with her eyes closed.
He still grinned none the less, even though he was totally running for his life less than a minute ago. "I'm here to stop you, simple as that."
"Bring it on." She grinned.
In two steps, she was already looking down on the man as he watched in shock and pain as she landed a knee directly into his temple. Kim grinned as the lone goon fell to the ground, passed out.
"Check my name I'm Kim Possible! I can do anything." Kim grin cockily.
"You're can't do anything, Possible!" 'This guy's really got some fight in him. Others would have passed out long ago, just like the others probably did.
She stretched her body animatedly. "I'm Kim Possible!" She proclaimed with a grin. "Like my father told me... anything is possible for a possible."
He stood shakily, securing his feet against the roof, digging in hard to afford maximum grip, "Not today... you have a hurt arm Possible! I don't ever recall you flying solo for this long." Kim felt her right eye twitch, as her smile faltered and her fists clenched tightly. "Where's the buffoon? You need help. Always have, always will." She was growling now. "Those injuries don't look so good either."
Kim glare him down, but he simply smiled at her anger.
Clearly, the goon had been trying to throw her off her game by mentioning Ron.
'I don't need Ron' She told herself.
He took her by surprise when he stepped forward and threw out an arm.
She was swift enough to block it, choosing to block instead of dodge effectively threw her off balance. She fell to one knee to avoid slipping and he took that advantage by throwing a kick into her.
He was strong, no question even as the fight drew on and they both seemed exhausted, he still had the strength to fight. The rough blow sent her sliding up the against the wall. It hurt, like hell and she was still bleeding. She winced in pain as she noticed it had gotten worse. She tore off her mission shirt, grateful for her training bra underneath and wrapped her arm, like a bend aid, effectively stopping the bleeding.
She started to slide back down the wall with her back, but somehow found enough traction with her gloved hands and boots to push her back up into a crouching position. She let herself slide a bit further before leaping up and bringing her heel back down towards the goon's head.
She threw a boot down again, aiming for his head, he caught her ankle. She was dragged along with him as he lifted her leg high, placed his elbow and slammed his weight back over her exposed stomach.
Sharp pain shot up her stomach, she somehow forced herself to stay awake, rolling onto her back on the floor.
He grinned and bent down on top of her, she try kicking her leg, to shove her shoe into his gut, but it was effortless, her struggling feet easily caught in his strong grip. He had pinned her down, touching her exposed stomach.
"Get off of me." He only grinned wider, and continued touching her exposed stomach a sick twisted grin appearing on his face as he stared at her. Suddenly, she heard the air bang as smoke formed behind him.
The smoke disappeared, revealing a Will du in mission suit. The goon groaned, the sound of the bang clearly affecting his head. 'He is totally gonna get a wicked migraine later'.
"Ow," he mumbled as he shook his head in pain.
"What the Sitch?" Kim growled menacingly, not expecting seeing Du.
"I'd run if I were you," The number one agent stated simply, glaring at the goon, who was assaulting Kim.
That was all he needed to know. All earlier confidence vanished as he stumbled and ran, shouting something about not being paid enough for this. He ran over the edge, down to the safety of wherever she probably wouldn't be able to find him later on.
"Du I had him!" Kim growl at his presence.
"Miss Possible I save you!" He stated simply. "So don't give me that lip girl." Kim scoffed. "I've been sent here by Betty... so you should thank me." Will Du growled in a deep voice.
"Thank you Du," she chided as she placed a hand to her cheek in mock admiration. "My hero." Her sarcasm was difficult to miss.
Du simply gave her a blank stare before turning his back to her. "Stay out of trouble Miss Possible!" He jump off the roof and providing cover for himself to disappear out of sight.
"Hot head," she rolled her eyes staring at the spot where he recently stood before pulling out her kimmunicator.
The screen flashed to life, showed a young boy busily typing away on the computers in his room.
"Wade, I need pickup," Kim rubbing her injured arm.
His face immediately shot to her exposed wound and he instantly wore a worried expression, "Everything alright Kim? Are you hurt?"
She gave a confident smile, not wanting to scare the kid genius, "I live... Just a cut on my arm. I need a ride home."
Wade typed frantically on the keyboards, somehow not missing a single keystroke, "Local helicopter is on its way to bring you home. Just sit tight in the meantime."
"You rock, Wade!" she beamed a smile again, laying on the roof.
Wade wanted to question her about getting a new partner since Ron's left town in he feel bad that he lie to Ron, but he knew all too well that Kim rarely accepted help unless she absolutely needed it. He knew Kim was mad at Ron for telling his feeling for her. She's been changing since she start going out with Josh.
She got a new car. That alone was enough to set of red lights in his brain.
It also didn't help that every time he would mentioned Ron, she would cut him off. Especially with she and Bonnie get into more frequent fights.
Kin hoped Wade wouldn't push the issue of mentioning Ron, and breathed a sigh of relief when he turned off the monitor.
With that taken care of, she rested against the chilling metal of the roof and awaited her pickup.
The sound of a small, black helicopter descending over her deafened her ears as it came in just low enough for a man to leap out, and stumble precariously to Kim's position.
"You okay, Ms. Possible?" he asked over the noise of the propellers.
"Spankin'!" she smiled reassuringly and gave a thumbs up. "I could use a bit of help into the bird, though."
Her embarrassed flush told him all he needed to know. He easily lifted her into his arms, moved back towards the top of the facility. Before placing her inside as gently as he could.
Kim allowed herself to be placed into the back seat of the helicopter and finally relaxed as they lifted off into the skies.
Kim let herself into Josh house with no one home, his parents was out of town to Paris.
Dropping her mission bag and takeout of Nacho, putting onto the counter in the kitchen. It had been a long night, and her arm was healing, it was a normal Wednesday night at Josh. Kim always brought the food and recently Josh had given her a second key to his home, Kim also come to her bf home after a fight with her parent's saying they don't like her new attitude.
As Kim shed her bag, placing it on a chair she called out to Josh. "I bought some dinner. Hope you're in the mood for a salad baby!"
The teen hero saw her hottie bf walking in.
"Salad again baby but I have the perfect white wine to go with this." Josh smiled, moving the wine from the cabinet.
Focusing her attention to the fridge to grab a beer.
"Another long mission." She smiled brightly, sitting down with her food hand and Josh sit on the couch next to Kim.
Josh look at his GF who took a sip of his wine.
"What are we watching tonight?" Kim didn't particularly like Bricks of fury, she was willing to watch it for her bf who love the movie.
He smirked in understanding. "Well there was that new Bricks of fury movie out on the HBO channel…"
The teen hero rolled her green eyes, turning the TV onto the channel. She sat back, peacefully eating until the opening came on.
"Today on the top story. The HBO channel turn on the new's channel. Kim Possible save the world again."
"That's my girl!" Josh smile as lean in when a beep came from her bag and Kim got up to answer it while going to the bathroom.
Josh lifted his top off, discarding it with care to the ground and unzip his pants. Josh smirk as he watch Kim got done talking to her nerd friend, as she walk out the bathroom, wearing Josh old jersey, over hearing them talking.
Kim shut off her device and grabbed a beer from the kitchen and another glass of wine for Josh, she saw that her bf was practically naked in front of her.
"I got you some wine baby." Kim handed it to him before sitting back down; He quickly downed a gulp of beer.
"Thank you honey!" He replied sweetly, His eyes taking in Kim appearance eagerly. Josh licked his lips seeing Kim long, legs. Both knew this was a dangerous game to play, but Josh wasn't about to stop it now.
Kim tilting her chin up to look at her bf.
He smirked, as he watch Kim was looking at Brick of Fury, her sexy leg was spread on Josh lap. He took the opportunity to ran her hands down Kim down legs, her calves and thighs. Reaching her destination Josh hooked his thumbs in Kim ruined thong from under his old jersey and pulled it down.
The teen hero jumped in surprise as she felt her bf hands on her thighs. Kim nearly swooned however as Josh pushed them even wider, opening Kim up completely. "Take me now pretty boy." She teased as she open legs.
"I though you never ask baby." Josh smirk, and Kim realizing that Josh was going to eat her out right here and his lips made contact with her core Kim cried out in pleasure.
Japan In a Apartment, that Ron and Yori bought together.
Yori was looking at the new's channel wearing a long night white shirt and black pants. She was about to go to the bathroom when she heard a groaning from the bed room house, Confused, Yori poked her head out to examine her surroundings checking the next room.
"Hello?" Yori asked grabbing her Bō staff for self-defense next to the sofa, she slowly explore the noise. Upon entering the room, she saw Ron wearing a ninja suit, he went on his first real solo mission in Japan taking thugs, now he was on the floor and bleeding body on the floor. "Ron-San!" Yori shouted with concern.
Yori saw the blood running down his muscles body and his long blonde hair was a mess, he took out of his potty tail with his rubber band as she try to help him up.
"Yori stop I can take care of myself." Ron growl stumbled and almost fell to the floor. Luckily, Yori caught him mid-fall and supported Ron's weight with her shoulder.
"That does not mean it won't stop me from helping you. You're hurt pretty badly Ron-San." Yori begged only wanting what was best for her lover.
Ron resisted a while longer. But Yori would not give up so easily. "Alright, please help me Yori. Everything hurts I been stabe." Ron let a small sob escape his throat.
"Thank you Ron-son. I promise I will make everything all better an no more fighting, it's early in the morning. Plus you need to get some sleep an heal." Ron groan in pain as he watch Yori went to work.
Author Notes: Thank you all for reviewing my story.