Reign Down
A new surprise waits for Ron as he has to now deal with life and villains as a whole but training and the ever present threat of Warmonga and the Lorwardians attacking.
now on to the reviews!
CajunBear73: I'm doing my best to have as much lore as I can infused into the story line as I can.
MaverickMike: I'm afraid you're mixing up Journey to the West with Dragonball Z. While I will be referencing both most of Ron's powers will stem from Sun Wukong, not Goku though I did throw in a refence here. Additionally I'm glad to be back and while it will be a while still it is on the back burner.
NeoTyson: While his strength will make an appearance it wasn't the power I was thinking of. Super strength is a bit of a generic ability, I was thinking a bit more of the special abilities.
SonicMax: There's a lovely though, a ten foot strip tease. Though my ideas of a Plan B have always gone with the ideals of "Plan B! Twice as much gun powder as Plan A!"
abdulbutler34: As smart and flexible as he is hyper mobility isn't really a power. Not a bad idea though.
Wolvenstorm: Apparently the second one that wants to see a ten foot alien attempt to be sexy. Meh, she is kinda hot.
RKF22: Starting with the one in his bed currently or the one constantly checking on him?
It is unfortunate that no one was able to win however you all have another chance to try again. The same rules apply, the first to guess the power used will have an OC cameo in the next chapter. That being said I will give you a hint on how to get the info as well as a YouTube channel that you all might enjoy.
On YouTube, under the channel Overly Sarcastic Productions, look up Journey to the West. Red is funny and the videos will give you all the information you'll need on Ron's powerset.
Before I forget, again, the healing Power Ron has is actually unique to Ron, and individual power that he alone has.
As always my loyal readers, please. Read Review and Enjoy!
Chapter 5; Thinking of the future
Betty Director was not normally a morning person, of course who would when they worked nights so late they often became mornings, but this morning she found herself full of energy. 'It probably had something to do with sleeping in an actual bed with someone in it.' she thought to herself with a soft smile.
Getting up and stretching Betty turned and found Ron a sleep on the bed, with his wrists and ankles cuffed to the bed post. 'I'll... I'll ask later...' Betty walked over to the bathroom to do her morning rituals. After finishing her teeth and hair she moved on to the one that she absolutely hated doing, cleaning her eye.
Betty had never been able to stomach having a glass eye, it had never felt right in her head, so when she lost her eye she opted to just go without one. Because of this she would have to clean it out every twelve hours or so that it wouldn't be a bacteria farm.
Ron's eyes snapped open at the sound of a scream. Without really thinking about it Ron channeled some power and snapped the cuffs before jumping up and running to the bathroom door. Slamming the door open Ron shouted, "What happened?"
Betty was staring into the mirror as she slowly turned her head towards Ron. Her left eye was it's usual rich brown but as she finished turning he could see her new right, which was a vibrant blue. "Ron.."
Ron blinked once then rushed over and gently grabbed Betty by her face and examined it. "So that's what he meant." Ron said with a smile as tears leaked down her cheeks as she lunged at him and brought into a tight hug.
"I don't understand what happened," she cried in joy, "I don't know what you did but thank you!"
"I'm not entirely certain myself," Ron said with a soft smile as he began to pat her head, "long story short Wukong paid me a visit and had me give you a hand."
Pulling away a bit to give him a question she was instead drawn to the metal cuffs that were still on his wrists. "Um... Ron," she asked curiously, "Why are you wearing handcuffs?"
"Yes Ron, do tell her why."
Both turned and found Dr. Possible in the door, a sweet and innocent smile adorning her lovely face as an aura of pure death and malice surrounded her. It didn't matter that she was just one woman and they were two fighters, it didn't matter that they were a well trained super soldier and an avatar for a deity and she was a simple mother of three. Both Dr. Betty Director and Ronald Dean Stoppable were cowering before Mrs. Dr. Ann Possible.
Giving his trademarked nervous laugh Ron stood a bit straighter. "Well..." he explained, "Dr. P here found me climbing back into bed."
"After watching him climb in threw the window from the roof." Dr. Possible said as she whacked him over the head with a news paper, "Don't think I was going to let you slide that one by me." Turning to the other woman with a bit of a deviously sly smirk she said, "And by the way Dr. Director, the patents beds are generally just for the patents."
Betty blushed a light scarlet before smirking back, "Not even when invited?" She reveled in watching as Ron turned a bright red.
Ann couldn't help but giggle at seeing the boy blush as she said, "Well I think we can make exceptions."
"Back to the matter at hand please," Ron half begged with a bit of a smirk of his own, "All this irregular blood flow can't be good for me right now."
"Spoil sport," Ann teased as she began looking over his file, "Anyway to make sure that he didn't have anymore unnecessary trips I used some of your tools to subdue him for the remainder of the night." Betty couldn't help the laugh that escaped her lips.
"I'm just glad that she didn't have candles and a whip on her," Ron smirked as he began to gather his clothes for school, laughing a little at the stunned and blushing looks on the two women, "Otherwise we both might have a lot to try and explain to MR. Dr. P." Ron just managed to duck into the bathroom as Betty's baton was thrown at his head by the blushing and livid Mrs. Possible.
Betty gave a soft laugh as she did her best to ignore the glare from the other woman. Said woman was about to start yelling again when she noticed something that she had over looked earlier. She was now looking into a pair of heterochromatic eyes. Betty, for her part, seemed to realize this at the same time.
"You... How?..." Ann said , uncertain of what to ask first and how to phrase it.
"I'm not sure myself," Ron said as he walked out of the bathroom, fully dressed in a tight black turtle neck and loosed fitted jeans and steel toed boots. "The being that I draw my power from told me to give her a drop of my blood into her eye socket and that was it."\
Holding her hand up to her new eye Betty asked, "And you trusted it enough to try?" There was no anger or spite in her words, only confusion and concern.
"I had no reason to worry for you," Ron said calmly as he gently placed his hand on her shoulder, "no one would gain anything in harming someone I care for. Additionally he wanted to use restoring your eye as practical experience in using my powers. So far I've only ever used them unconsciously, in dire situations where I need them or I would die."
Holding his hand up Ron channeled some of his MMP into it and allowed a blue flame to coat it and allowing his eyes to shimmer in a powerful cobalt color. "I'm still having a bit of trouble actively summoning it but after last night it's coning far more easily." As Ron said this he looked over at Mrs. Possible and noticed something. "Mrs. P, is your back still hurting you?"
Ann blinked in surprise, "I thought I was hiding it better than that..." she half laughed. Ron reached over and placed his hand on her lower back, the blue flame gently covering her body before fading away. "Did you just...?"
Ron slumped lightly as he said, "It's not too hard to repair ripped or over extended tissue but full body still takes too much out of me."
Taking a moment t just breath and regain himself Ron straightened up and cracked his back slightly before sitting on the window seal. "Well as much fun as it is to be threatened and teased by to two lovely beauties I'm afraid I have to go. Barkin said yesterday that he had something to tell the whole of the senor class, and you know how I adore his scratchy growl."
With a playful laugh Ron tapped the window open and said with a bow, "And so I bid you a fond adieu," before leaning back and out of the window.
Running over with a shaking fist and a smile she couldn't hide Ann shouted out, "WE HAVE DOORS FOR A REASON YOUNG MAN!"
Thanks to the ride that Wade had made for him, which he happily named 'Nimbus', Ron made it to school with time to spare, which was good sense Kim spent a good ten minutes checking him over and another five calling him an idiot for loosing control like and bringing down the lair.
"Honestly Ron I just don't know what I'm going to do with you some times!" Kim said as she threw her hands in the air. Make no mistake, Kim was very proud of what Ron had accomplished on his own, more so that he had the control to make sure that both she and Shego had cleared the area before hand.
"I could think of a few things," came a playful voice as a pair of slender hands covered his eyes, "But it just might make the loser pass out."
"Ah that sweet voice and savage razor tonged," Ron laughed, "a good morning to you too Bonbon." Pulling her hands away Ron turned, making her do a small dancer's twirl as he did.
"So what kind of trouble have you managed to get yourself into now?" Bonnie asked with a smile, which quickly faded when Ron told her. With something of a stone face Bonnie calmly reached into her backpack and pulled out a textbook... and hit him in the head with it's spine.
"Do I want to know why you're assaulting the world's hero?" Monique asked with a snarky smirk and a raised eyebrow, Tara walking next to her.
Barkin, in all his salty glory, cleared his throat to speak only to pause in wonder at Stoppable with three large lumps on his head. 'Don't question it, you already have enough grey hairs.'
"Listen up people!" Barkin snapped, drawing everyone's attention, "You're all senor now, it is time that you start thinking about your future!" Slamming his hand down on a stack of papers, "I'm going to be passing out Collage and Career dream pages. While you don't have to turn them in I would encourage each and every one of you to fill these out. Think about it, plan ahead. The future is fast approaching and you don't want to be caught with your pants down."
"Don't you say a word." Ron said with a smirk at the four women sitting next to him, all of whom had their mouths open ready to make the joke.
In the void of space Warmonga found herself glaring down on the planet. "Soon I shall have the Great Blue on our side," she said, "And when I do, Lorwardia will conquer."
"How soon, Warmonga?" Came a deep and rough voice from a video screen behind her. "The fleet will arrive within a solar rotation."
"Soon," she confirmed. "Hopefully within that time frame. The Great Blue has been corrupted by the world in which he resides and is stubborn but I still believe that I'll be able to bring him into the fold."
The voice hummed slightly. "Make is so, Warmonga."
"Yes Lord Warhok."