Reign Down
Kim is feeling a little down lately, mostly because she's beginning to be weighed down by how much further Ron is then she. While trying to hold herself to the promise that she made Ron is determined to solve this issue, and he knows every well who he can get to help.
Sorry it's take so long to get this chapter out, I had to rewatch some episodes to get back into the groove.
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Chapter 6; Clothes and Pride pt.1
Kim groaned as she sat up in bed, popped her back, and finally shuffled herself out of her bed. Making her way down to the table Kim sat down and dropped her head onto the table. "Is it noon yet?..."
"Something on your mind there Kimmie-cub?" James asked. The seemingly oblivious father of three had been keeping a close eye on his daughter for the last few weeks, and he has not like what he's seen.
"I'm fine Dad just-"Kim was cut off by the sound of the Kimmunicator going off, "One sec. Go Wade!"
"Oh.. Did I wake you?" Wade asked with a slight cringe. Like James Wade had been keeping a close eye on the girl and he could tell that something had been going on but he could not for the life of him figure out what it could be.
Kim glared lightly at the boy, "Wade, the sitch..." she said in a light growl.
Gulping slightly, Wade was quick to type on his keyboard. "Global Justice has sent a mission for you and Ron. Someone has been casing a tech development center in Lowerton, who are developing a chip with the capabilities of a super computer."
"I'm on my way now!" Kim said, "What about Shego?"
"She's on an infiltration mission with Dr. Director," Wade said as he reread the info sheet he dug up, "something is going down in the villain underground and it's stirring up several villains."
Kim nodded as she put her kimmunicator away and got up, only stopping at the sound of her father calling her. "Kim," James said in worry, "are you sure that you will be alright? You look about ready to fall asleep on your feet."
Giving a light sigh Kim said, "I'm fine Dad, just been having some trouble sleeping. Besides saving the world is what I do best!" As she turned around she whispered, "Even if Ron does it better that me..."
"Why does it always have to be an air duct?" Ron asked with a bemused smile as he crawled around a corner.
"What would you prefer?" Kim asked sarcastically, "A red carpet welcome?"
'"Might be a nice change of pace." Ron said.
The two looked down into the floor and watched a buff teen with his face in a mirror and an older man. "Father, I still do not see what we are doing here. Could we not simply buy the parts you need?" Junior said as he rechecked his hair.
"Junior we have been over this many times," Senor sighed, "For it to be true villainy, we can not simply purchase what we need. Besides, this company does not sell it's products so easily."
Ron smiled as he kicked the grate off and said, "Ladies first." Kim could only smirk as she slid out.
"It's over Senor Senor Sr!" Kim yelled as she landed, Ron right behind her, "Hands up and what ever you stole on the ground!"
"But we have yet to steal anything." Junior said in mild confusion.
It was at this moment that the doors behind the villains opened and a familiar blue skinned man walked out. "I have it Senors!" Drakken shouted in triumph before looking over at the two teens. "Ah team Possible, you seem to be missing one trator! Where is Shego?"
"Oh, is someone a little jealous?" Ron asked with a smirk before having to dodge a blast. "Well consider that nerve touched."
"Touched... punched..." Kim said as she also dodged. Rushing forward Kim jumped up and attempted to drop kick Drakken, only to have him grab her by her ankle and throw her away, tearing her pant leg as he did so.
"Is someone getting a little rusty?" Drakken said with a smirk only to have Ron rush forward, bo in hand.
"I got Papa Smurf KP." Kim nodded as she used her acrobatics to bounce off a pipe and dive bomb Junior.
Quickly getting the under prepared teen into an armlock Kim glared at Senor and yelled out, "What are you planning? And why are you working with Dr. Drakken?"
"I am merely looking to gain a leg up in the game of villainy," Senor said with a smile as he leaned on his cane, "I believe I have found that in helping that Drakken fellow. Isn't that right Jr?"
Kim was a bit confused before feeling the boy in her lock suddenly getting stronger. Jumping back Kim watched as Jr turned around with his chest muscles twitching in a way that Kim could only describe as angrily. "Uh-oh..."
As Kim got into her fighting stance Ron came sliding up next to her. "So, Drakken's on steroids." Ron said as his cobalt energy coated his hands.
"Jr too," Kim growled as she watched the teen's eyes come in and out of focus.
Jr growled and was about to attack before Sr grabbed his arm. "Now now Jr. No need to rile yourself up just yet," the older man said with a soft smile as he held up a small ball, "We have what we need."
Quickly seeing what was about to happen Ron summoned Lotus in her bo form. 'Master, do not attack,' Lotus said as she warmed up in his palm, 'I sense it filled with miasma!' Right at that moment Sr flicked the ball towards Kim. No thinking Ron threw himself at Kim, grabbing her.
"Know this team Possible," Drakken laughed as the floor below him filled with a toxic purple gas, "You WILL suffer for all that you have done to me. Sr, Jr, we need to go!"
It was a full ten minutes before the gas finally began to clear and what looked to be a ball of solid steel fused to the floor became visible. After a soft blue glow the ball reshaped into a sword form, reviling two gasping teenagers. "Thank you... Lotus..." Ron gasped.
"What was that?" Kim groaned, holding her head. Seeing a bit of the gas left over she pulled out her kimmunicator to sample the gas. "Wade, come in."
"Wade here!" The young boy said quickly.
"Something weird just happened," Kim said as she typed into the kimmunicator. Seeing this Ron activated his Glasscom so that he could listen in. "I managed to get a sample of what ever gas Drakken and Sr tried to use on us. Also something was going on with Jr."
"You mean the steroid thing, or the fact that what little brain cells he has seemed to be malfunctioning?" Ron asked as he connected his gauntlet to a computer hub.
"Brain cells," Kim clarified as she watched Ron type on the computer hub, no doubt helping get the files to Wade, "I can't put my finger on it but something wasn't quite right about the way he was looking at me."
Wade typed on his computer as he looked threw the files Ron was able to hack into. "I'm looking into the security files now. By the looks of it he was wearing some kind of muscle enhancement device, Drakken by the looks of it too."
"What about the gas?" Ron asked as he skimmed threw the same files, "Do you know what it was?"
"I'm still scanning it but I can't really get a read of what it's composed of..." Wade drifted as he fell back into his own thoughts. Snapping out of it, he jumped back, "Sorry, I'm just a bit lost in thought. I can't seem to pinpoint what the exact composition is, it's like nothing I've ever seen. It's almost..."
"Otherworldly?" Ron asked with an edge to his voice. Wade nodded and Ron growled, "Warmonga."
"That alien woman that Drakken tricked?" Kim asked, "What does she have to do with this?"
"The night after our run in with Drakken, Warmonga came to 'Visit' me at the hospital," Ron said as he disconnected from the hub, "At first I thought that she was going to attack me again but I was wrong. She seems to be under the assumption that I am some kind of super being to them. She wants me to go back to her planet so that they can begin some sort of universal conquest."
Both Wade and Kim could only stare in shock and horror at the idea of Ron attempting to take over the universe. With a slightly annoyed look Ron said, "Your faith in me is heartwarming." Both blushed lightly with an embarrassed look.
"Um... sorry..." Kim and Wade said at the same time.
Ron smiled with a good natured laugh. "Don't worry about it," he said, "I get it."
"I just don't understand why she would be helping Drakken," Kim said, "He manipulated her into believing he was this great leader of some sort, frankly if I was her I would have used him as a slipper."
"Don't be so sure that isn't the case," Ron said, "While I didn't see what or where Jr was wearing his but Drakken had what looked like a collar around his neck." Looking back to Kim as he deactivated his Glasscom Ron said, "Let's head home KP, we need to do something about those pants."
Kim groaned as she laid her head down on the table at Bueno Nacho. "I don't have time to look for another mission outfit," she mumbled, "Between school, looking into colleges and missions themselves I hardly have time to breathe!"
"Kim I hardly think it really matters all that much what you wear as you beat the hell out of villains." Ron said as he watched Rufus swimming in a bowl of cheese. "You could fight in nothing but Nana's sweater and basket ball shorts and you'd still come out on top."
A smile made it's way onto Kim's face as she said, "Thanks Ron, I don't know what I'd do without you."
"Ok, that's enough of that for now. Topic change," Ron said with a bright smile as he took a sip of his soda, "but first hi Tara."
Said blonde girl froze before sighing and sitting in the booth next to him. "Aw, I wanted to play a bit." she pouted. Monique and Bonnie, who had been walking with her when they spotted the duo, sat next to Kim.
"So what was the gossip before we sat down?" Monique asked, ever hungry for a good bit of gossip.
"The aspect of higher education," Ron said, "What are everyone's plans?"
"I'm going to Upperton University," Bonnie proclaimed proudly, "My father has an in on the board of education. I'm going in for business like my dad so I can take over the family business when he retires."
"I can totally see you being a wall street shark," Monique laughed, ignoring how the brunette childishly stuck her tongue out. "I'm still looking into which college would be the best fit for me I'm going into the fashion industry, though I suppose a few business classes would do me some good too."
"I can probably put in a good word for you in Upperton U if you want," Bonnie offered, "They have one of the best fashion business courses in the state."
While Bonnie was busy trying to pry Monique off of her Tara pulled a book out of her backpack. "I want to be a nurse," she said with a shy smile, "Pediatrics if at all possible but I'm going to study for all wards if I can. I hear that nurses sometimes get rotated all over the hospital and I want to be able to lend a hand if we're ever short handed."
"Noble," Ron said as he gave her a side long hug, "You'll make a great nurse. But if I were you I'd watch slasher movies and anything to do with the grotesque. I've seen and heard some real horror stories about being a nurse."
"Ron's right," Kim interjected, "If you want I could ask my mom about shadowing her for a few days." Tara was quick to agree and Ron asked about her plans. "Me?" she asked a bit taken back, "Criminal justice, I'm just not sure where to go just yet. I've already got a bit of a leg up working for GJ now but it would really help my career in I really study now."
"What about you Ron," Bonnie asked, "Where are you going?"
"I'm actually not going to college." Ron said, causing Kim to spit out her drink and the other girls to stare in horror. "Don't look so shocked," Ron laughed as he took a napkin and cleaned the sweet tea from his face, "I've spent the last ten years slacking, even if I have all A's this year I doubt I'll have a good enough transcript to get in to any good college. Add that to the fact that I already have the start of a good career in GJ and I really don't need to go to college right now."
"So you're just going to be a GJ agent for the rest of your life?" In asked in confused awe.
"It worked out well for Dr. Director," Ron said after a sip of his soda, "besides it's just until I'm confident in my ability to control my powers, the last thing I need is to be put under pressure only to lash out by accident."
"Well that's all well and good but I have to go now, I still have to look into some schools," Kim said with a small sigh, "I get the feeling that my parents are trying to get me to enroll in their almamaters."
As Kim got up to leave so did Tara and Bonnie. "Can I come? It'll be a good chance to ask you mom about the shadowing and maybe an internship."
"I gotta take a few mock exams to get ready for the SAT's," Bonnie groaned as she walked off.
Monique was about to walk off before Ron grabbed her by the wrist. "Mon, I have a big favor to ask, it's something that I can only do with your talent and creative genius."
"You have my attention."
*Meanwhile*
Senor Sr was carefully watching as his son was hard at work moving the numerous boxes about for Drakken. This unnerved him for many reasons but the biggest one being that his son was hard at work, HIS son... HARD... at WORK. Nothing about that sentence was right in his mind.
Senor Sr loved his son dearly, him being one of the last reminders of his darling wife, but he could freely admit that while Jr was a great number of things hard working was not one of them.
"Dr. Drakken," Senor Sr said in his usual even tone, "I must say, I don't believe I have ever seen Jr so hard at work." Sr studied the man closely as he waited for an answer, and when he received none he pressed on, "Most days he can be found working on his tan or attempting to gain fame of some sort." Once again no response from the busy doctor but he did him stiffen slightly, "If I didn't know better-"
"Sr," Drakken interrupted, "I understand your concerns but I assure you Jr is simple taking to the villain classes that I have been providing for him. Aren't you proud that your little boy is finally following in your villainous footsteps?"
"Nothing would make me prouder," Sr said in all honesty but privately thought, 'I will need to keep an eye on them both. As much as I would like to think that Jr is following in my footsteps I can't help but have a bad feeling.'
*Several botched missions later*
"I need to find myself a new mission outfit," Kim moaned into her pillow. The last few missions had been nothing but failures, "I still don't know what I was thinking with that Lego mech suit."
"I don't know, I thought you pulled it off pretty well," Ron said in his most reassuring voice, for his trouble all he got was a half hearted glare. "All right, all right, put that glare away. Look I've been telling you that you don't need a new mission outfit. Be it tank top or parka you are still Kim Freaking Possible!"
"I know that Ron," Kim said with a tired smile, "and I get everything that you're saying, but I still feel like I'm missing something important. I need something that while I'm comfortable in it would still be functional. Kinda like what you wear."
Ron smiled and before he could say anything his phone beeped, signaling a text message. After giving it a quick read he said, "I might just have something for you then."
*On an Island*
Senor Sr was not a happy man at this moment. It was as he thought, and he was not having any of it. "Drakken," Sr growled, "I feel that I have been made a fool of."
"What ever do you mean?" Drakken said with a sinister smile as he put the finishing touches on the machine that he had been working on, the Inter-continental Electro-Magnetisizor.
"I have been watching Jr closely the last few days," Sr growled as he tightened his grip on his cane inn anger, "Every day it has been getting harder and harder to get him to talk to me. Getting him to act as he once did," leaning forward he gained an edge to his eyes, "Getting my son back."
"Sr," Drakken said as calmly as he could, "Jr is still your son, he is simply-"
"Under your control?" Sr snarled as he finally had enough. "I've thought it over Dr. Drakken, I will be taking my son home now."
"I see," Drakken said as he glared back at the old man, before giving a sinister smile, "Why don't we ask Jr how he feels?" With the snap of his fingers Sr watched his son, who was at least twice his usual size, land right before him and growl. "Jr, how do you feel about your father wanting to take you away?"
Junior, in his brain dead rage attempted to back hand his father, though thankfully even in his older age Senor Senor Sr was agile enough to leap away. "Jr, what are you doing? I am your father!"
In a flash of speed Junior was in front of him and aiming a swing, only just missing by a hair's length. "Father..." he said straining to speak, "please... run..."
Senor was slightly taken back but nodded. "I'll be back Jr, just hold on." Before Jr could take another swing Sr dropped a gas pellet and made his escape.
"You let him get away?" Drakken growled as the smoke cleared and Jr was by himself, "Not good but it is of no real concern at the moment. Right now we need to focus on finishing the ICEM before the real boss gets here." At this Drakken tugged lightly at his collar before getting back to work.
"Call... Possible..." Junior growled out, fighting the reprograming, "Save... Me..."
"Looks like you still have a bit of fight left in you," Drakken smirked, "Guess that explains how Sr got away, well no matter. She wants Possible and Stoppable here to begin with so in truth you have just done me a favor."
*Load Residence*
Kim sat in mild annoyance as her best friends, Ron and Monique, had lead her to Wade's house with a promise to solve all her worries. "Well most of your problems," Ron smiled in a teasing way, "You still have to look at colleges."
Dodging as Kim threw here grappling hook at his head Ron and Monique ushered her into the young boy's room. "You still haven't taken the time to tell me what exactly you are doing."
"That's the best part," Wade said as he walked over with a big white box in hand.
"Is... Is that what I think it is?" Kim asked in mild excitement.
"Yes and no," Wade said with an apologetic look, "The main battle suit is still being tested, though the weaponry is progressing nicely I just can't get it properly unhackable. But like with Ron's battle shirt I have the next best thing and something that I think can be of use to you."
Before Wade could open the box his computer suddenly began flashing a warning sign on every monitor. Quickly running over Wade shut off the alarm and opened his scanner program to suddenly see the face of a very angry yet very concerned Senor Senor Sr. "Ms. Possible... Mr. Stoppable... I need your help. Please."