A/N: What's up, adrenaline junkies? Are you ready for Pain and Steel to collide with the Jackal? No idea how I'm going to work the Jackal angle, other than it's going to be a five, possibly six-on-one matchup against the Jackal. Sadly, because of time constraints, that is part 2. Monique makes her first appearance this chapter and Ron meets his wrestling idols. I may have Shego make an appearance in part 2, even though she doesn't originally appear. I'll have to see how long the chapter is before I make that decision. Let's get started.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible. Unlike in my last story, I actually own these OCs.


If there was one thing that Ron hated nowadays, it was dealing with the boring missions. He knew how important it was saving birds, but it was just so boring compared to the ordinary run-ins with Drakken and Shego, literally the only serious villains. That wasn't true actually. There was Gemini, who Ron constantly had to hold himself back from murdering because he was such a [censored] [censored] who probably didn't have a good bone in his body. He seriously didn't understand why GJ didn't bomb the living [censored] out of Gemini by nuking his hideout. There was also Monkey Fist, but Ron knew he could take the old Englishman. He had several times before he came into contact with his Mystical Monkey Power.

Right now, Ron wanted to head to the Middleton Mall. He knew today was Kim's first time meeting Monique. Ron had attempted to speed through the mission, but he eventually stopped because of the curious looks Kim gave him. It also didn't help that Andrew had some sort of practice and decided not to attend. Ron could only hope Andrew showed up at the GWA entrance like Ron wanted him to.

"Kim, I want to hit up the mall for this GWA event. Care to join?" Ron inquired as Kim boasted her talent to the Park Rangers and headed over to him.

"GWA? What's that? Some sports club?" Kim wondered.

"Honestly, you're not that far off. Now, the mall's going to be crowded. We can't go through the Middleton Mall smelling like ammonia or something, so I suppose we could go through the vents," Ron theorized.

Not in any mood to get any dirtier than she already was, Kim scoffed and remarked that it seemed impractical, that they should go through the back.

"Fine, but when the wrestling fanatics start storming the place, you'll have to save me," Ron said.

Kim didn't think that would be the case, but she agreed. As it turns out, they needed to venture through the vents as patrons shouting Pain and Steel started to surround them. More fans added to the crowd in front of a GWA platform. People were already there shouting both Pain and Steel's names.

Kim gestured to the raucous crowd. "All this, just because some wrestlers are making a mall appearance?"

"GWA? What's that? Some sports club?" a familiar masculine voice questioned.

"Hey, Andrew. It means Wrestling," Kim said.

"So fake."

Ron took on an affronted face as Kim and Andrew fist-bumped. How dare they? Wrestling was passion, excitement, standing up for yourselves. Not some stupid fake fight garnered for the public's satisfaction. "Words hurt. Wrestling is not fake. Wrestling is a sport of passion. It's when people fight back against the problems overhanging in their lives and let loose! It's not some fake fight for the public's satisfaction. It's poetry."

Kim and Andrew stared jaw-slacked at Ron's zen wisdom. They weren't used to hearing Ron's seriousness and logic. Looking around the mall and noticing all the people, Andrew said, "All this, just because some wrestlers are making a mall appearance?"

"Not just some wrestlers. Pain King and Steel Toe." Turning on his eager, overhyped mood, Ron added, "Pain King's got a bionic eye, don't even think about looking into it. Or you'll writhe on the floor in total pain."

Kim responded exactly how Ron expected she would whenever she thought something was witless. "And I suppose Steel Toe actually has steel toes?"

Ron smiled as he shook his head. "They're more like titanium actually. A freak industrial accident." Rufus crawled up on Ron's shoulder and affirmed the statement.

"Riiiiiiiiiiiiight."

"Listen up Middleton! Are you ready for action?!" a voice boomed over the loudspeakers inside the mall. "Are you ready for head bumping, chest-thumping, back-breaking, ground shaking confrontation?" Loud cheers reverberated through the mall like fans at a rivalry football game as the wrestlers approached the stage.

Barely able to hear himself think over the noise, Andrew shouted, "Is that the Pain guy?"

Ron shook his head as he listened. Knowing the fan he was, Kim thought Ron would be clapping alongside everyone else. "That's Jackie Oakes, the founder of the GWA."

"Here's Pain King," Jackie said as he gestured to his right.

"Pain! Pain! Pain!" Pain King fanatics shouted.

"And Steel Tooeeeeee!" Jackie shouted as he gestured to his left.

"Steel! Steel! Steel!" Steel Toe fanatics shouted.

Andrew buried his head in his heads and shook his head as Ron urged Steel Toe to take it to Pain King. Kim wondered what was wrong with the picture of her being in the mall and not shopping. Ron grabbed her arm as Kim started to leave and he told her to watch. Kim did so as Pain King and Steel Toe kept shouting that the other one was going down.

"So they are poets," Andrew deadpanned. "I'm out of here." With that, he headed to the food court.

"Right behind you," Kim said as she headed into Club Banana while Ron stayed put, knowing that the backstage tickets were well worth what was about to happen.

"Hey, Shen. Over here!" a voice called off to Andrew's right. Andrew waved at the Middleton jock, ordered a snack, and headed over to sit with Jessica and Jessica's boyfriend, Reggie. Reggie was the person who drove everyone to the mall on Saturday. Today, Reggie had introduced Shen to the team and watched Shen's practice.

Andrew Shen sat down with Reggie and Jessica and nodded politely at the two of them. As he settled in and began eating his nachos, Andrew heard some sort of commotion coming from the mall. Glancing over, it appeared as if the shoppers were wrestling with each other. Initially, Andrew thought about staying put, but remembered Ron was there, possibly in all that madness. He excused himself and made his way over, searching for Ron. He found him riding a wave of raucous wrestlers.

Kim appeared out of Club Banana with a bag in her hands. She charged in, slipped through two customers who were trying to push the other back, dove over two people who were on the ground, and vaulted off a person's back into the air. It was impressive and artistic. Andrew marveled at how effortless Kim made it look.

As Kim landed with Ron up on the stands, Jackie Oakes approached them with excitement in his eyes at the prospect of expanding the wrestling community. "Honey, that was some performance. You ever think of a career in professional wrestling?"

"So not," Kim said as she stared down Jackie Oakes in disinterest.

"I tell you what. Here are two tickets to Mayhem in Middleton." He handed Kim two yellow tickets. "Enjoy yourself on Jackie."

Ron's eyes widened to saucers as he saw what Jackie handed Kim. "These are backstage passes! Give them to me!"

Kim rolled her eyes upwards as she handed Ron the passes. "Go for it. I have no intention of hanging out with some guy named Steel Cage."

Ron shrugged as he watched Kim leave. "Suit yourself. Andrew!"

"Not happening!" Andrew called before he headed back to the food court.

Ron sighed, disappointed that no one was taking wrestling seriously before he caught up with Kim. "I'm off to your house to watch wrestling so we can get psyched for the latest Steel Toe vs. Pain King match!"

"I'm going to the Cleopatra's Closet Exhibit at the Middleton Art Museum. It's a special preview for Club Banana frequent buyers."

"You'd rather see a dead queen's clothes than watch two men inspire people through wrestling?"

"First of all, does that really happen? Second of all, obviously."

Ron shook his head in disappointment as Kim headed to the exit. "See you in the arena then."


About Five Minutes Earlier

Kim entered Club Banana and headed to the special sale. As soon as she walked in, she spotted what she was looking for: dark green cargo pants.

"Hello, civilization," Kim sing-songed as she leaned in and collapsed her face into the jeans, pleased at how comfy they felt.

"Oh my gosh, how much do you love Cleo's Cargos?" an overly peppy female voice inquired. Kim rose from her awkward position on the pair of jeans and glanced at the speaker. The female was an African-American beauty with dark wavy hair that reached an inch below her shoulder, chocolate skin, and medium brown eyes.

"Way much." Kim scanned the pants she was looking for, looking for the color she was looking for. Then both she and the girl spoke at the same time.

"You'd look good with these in deiza green."

"Do you happen to have deiza green?" Kim, sensing a great friendship in the midst, added on, "Jinx you owe me a soda!"

After Kim found the pants she desired, the two females went to the register. The female asked, "Do you belong to our Club Banana Club?"

"Charter member," Kim said as she extended her card.

The girl who had yet to introduce herself glanced at the card and a smile broke across her face. "Kim Possible?! I thought it was you, the stuff you do is soo amazing."

Kim plastered a smile, used to the praise that people showered her with often. "Ah, it's no big. But thanks."

"I'm Monique. Just moved here." Monique extended her hand.

Kim grabbed Monique's hand and shook it. "Cool. Where do you go to school?"

"Middleton High."

"Me too!"

"I start Monday!"

Kim got really excited. "You totally have to let me show you around."

"Deal!"

As Kim was finishing up, she heard some sort of commotion. Glancing outside, it appeared as if the shoppers were wrestling with each other. Concerned for her best friend, Kim promised Monique she would see her on Monday, grabbed the bag, and dashed out of Club Banana to save Ron.


After going home and changing, Kim entered the Cleopatra Art Museum. Immediately, she recognized her new friend, Monique. "Monique! I should've known you'd be here!" Kim exclaimed.

"Exclusive preview. The Queen's accessories. Girl, it is all good." Then Monique checked out Kim's new pants. "I love your new pants!"

"And you? Very Cleo."

A blonde woman in a well-fashioned purple suit and wearing lots of makeup announced her presence. "Good evening. It's my pleasure to welcome everyone to this special Club Banana preview of Cleopatra's Closet." As she was speaking, the woman walked back towards the exhibit. "Oh my goodness?"

Kim didn't panic at the scene of a guard tied down and decided to take control of the group. "Call security and stay together," she ordered. As the tour guide rushed off to call security, Kim pulled out her Kimmunicator from her pocket and turned it on. "Wade, trouble at Middleton Art Museum. Can you tap into the security cams?"

"Tapping," Wade remarked as he set to work on the task. Meanwhile, Kim heard a door close and dashed after the intruder, her Kimmunicator placed back in her pocket.

Kim dashed up to the roof and scanned the area, a bit concerned that she couldn't find the intruder. Right before she could scan the area a second and third time, a bright glow caused Kim to shield her eyes. Doing so, Kim took note that the glow was coming from behind an air duct. Her curiosity getting to her, Kim approached the air duct and leaned forward…

Something jumped behind the air duct and barked at Kim before running away from the scene. Kim followed it, dismissing the initial appearance of the thief appearing to be canine-like. She was five feet away when she had to stop, as the canine-like man somehow leaped twenty feet in the air and landed on another building. Kim growled in frustration before returning to the Cleopatra exhibit. She arrived just in time to hear that the security was ordering everyone head home while they do inventory. Well, this wasn't how Kim wanted the night to end.


Kim headed home, her expression sour after failing to catch the thief. The sound of wrestling and smack talk greeted the empty house. Andrew wasn't at the house, likely at Ron's or out with some jocks.

"Ron, you won't believe what happened tonight!" Kim greeted. The Tweebs and Ron both shhhed her, too entranced in watching wrestling to reply. Hearing the Kimmunicator beep, Kim withdrew the device from her pocket and said, "What's the sitch, Wade"

Jim, Tim, and Ron shhhed her once again, earning a steely glare from Kim before she retreated further back into the living room. "Sorry, Wade. Go ahead."

"The only thing stolen from the museum was a small talisman. It was a gift to Cleopatra from the High Priest of Anubis, the Jackal-headed Egyptian deity of mummification."

"A mummy, gross! I bet she'd rather have nice earrings."

"Don't be so sure," Wade said from on the other side of the screen. "This talisman was supposedly enchanted."

Ron's ears perked up at the word enchanted. While he believed in the mystical aspects of life, he knew Kim wouldn't. He refrained from breaking out into a smile when Kim asked who would believe that.

"Maybe that glowing guy on the roof?" Wade countered.

Kim admitted that Wade had a good point. Knowing she needed details, Kim asked, "So what does the talisman do?"

"Superhuman strength."

"Great," Kim sighed. "At least it's not immortality. I guess. Thanks, Wade."

As the TV was now on a commercial, Ron strolled over to the couch. "So how were the Queen's old clothes?"

"I barely got to see them! Right after I hooked up with Monique, the museum was robbed by a glowing headed animal guy," Kim griped.

"That's nice." Pause. "Who's Monique?"

"She's a new friend I made at Club Banana. We went to Cleo's Closet together," Kim explained.

"So what's she like? Is she single?"

"Ron, focus. There's a glowing guy running around Middleton with some kind of supernatural powers."

Ron's expression soured but he agreed to focus. "We'll figure out who this glowing guy is, promise. I guess I'll see you tomorrow morning then and you can introduce me to your new friend. Seeing as how Pain never wins, I won't be missing anything. See you later, buds!" Ron called to Kim's brothers before he left the Possible house and arrived home to Andrew and Rufus eating a bowl of ice cream.

"Eating more food? Man, you're lucky I'm rich. What have you had today?" Ron questioned, not expecting an answer.

"Bacon, a couple of eggs, two slices of toast, a banana, fish, meatloaf, salad, nachos, a pretzel, and now ice cream," Andrew remarked.

"That dinner with the Possible's didn't do anything, did it?"

"Absolutely not! And I passed on snacks during the basketball game, so I had to grab a second dinner when I got back."

"Noted. Well, tomorrow we get to meet Monique. You'll like her." Ron slapped Andrew on the back and headed upstairs and into his bathroom. He knew he was going up against the Jackal tomorrow and needed to rest. He also needed to keep the damage to a minimum. Chances are, Ron would lose the backstage passes if he went up against the Jackal. Like in the last timeline, Ron would likely fly through a couple of walls and interrupt the Pain/Steel matchup. Well, not this time.

"Not this time. Not this time," Ron muttered to himself, gripping the bathroom countertops. "No one is going to get hurt again because I'm not bringing them." With that decided, Ron got ready for the night and fell asleep, unaware that Rufus had come up and heard Ron talking to himself. And those words he said had Rufus puzzled and left with a lot of questions.


Ron wasn't sure whether to be happy or disappointed when he showed up at the Possible house the next morning and Mrs. Dr. Possible said Kim had already left. On one hand, the timeline was still the same. On the other hand, Ron had to wait to see Monique, who was one of the prettiest females to walk Middleton High in Ron's opinion. Waiting sucked sometimes.

At the school, Ron met up with Andrew outside Andrew's class and the two of them entered the cafeteria to get lunch. And maybe see Monique. While they approached at their table, Kim sat sitting with an African-American girl chatting animatedly about a mission of sorts. At Ron's eager look, Andrew surmised this was the Monique Ron mentioned.

Ron grabbed a chair and slipped in next to Kim. "Hello, beautiful ladies."

"Ron. What are you doing here?" Kim questioned, an eyebrow raised as Andrew sat down next to Monique.

"Lunch?" Ron held up a paper bag with a pastry inside it.

"Right." Kim motioned to first Andrew and then Monique. "Andrew, Monique. Monique, Ron. And vice versa."

"Badical." Ron grabbed the pastry out of the bag and offered it to Monique. "Bearclaw?"

"No thanks, I'm a vegetarian."

Ron shrugged. "For now. Once we hit Bueno Nacho, no chance."

Monique didn't comment on Ron's remark. She turned to Andrew, noticed the blue hair, and asked, "You a Naruto fan?"

"No. The hair color is an artistic statement for me and my personality," Andrew revealed.

"Oh. And here I thought you were going for the Atlantis feel. Cool, cool." Monique turned to Kim. "I'd better get to class now. Later Kim. Nice seeing you Ron, Andrew."

"Likewise I'm sure!" Ron called out.

Kim looked at Ron after Monique left. "What is up with you? You're acting very weird."

Ron shrugged. "You met with Monique last night and then again with her as well. I feel as if you're excluding me and that we're drifting apart. I don't want to be left behind."

"Ron, I'm not excluding you. It's just that you and Monique are...different." Andrew nodded in agreement, much to Ron's annoyance.

"I know what you're going to say, Kim. You're going to tell me that sometimes growing up means growing apart. I've heard it before in second grade. Billy Bullwicky."

"You are so blowing this out of proportion," Kim insisted.

"I know. Oh, don't forget," Ron said as he pulled the Middleton wrestling tickets out of his pocket. "Mayhem in Middelton tonight."

"Those are for you. I already made plans with, uh, Monique," Kim mumbled, guilty that she wouldn't be with Ron.

"I blame the smoothies." Ron stood up and dropped the tickets on the table. "Here, Jackie gave these to you."

Kim snagged the tickets and extended them back to Ron. "And I gave them to you!"

"And I'm giving 'em back to you!" Ron snatched a ticket right before he left. "Except this one. But only because it'll be the highlight of my life." He walked away.

Kim sighed, staring at the ticket forlornly before she looked over to Andrew. "Just the two of us. Interested in joining Monique and me for lattes later?"

"Sure. Let me see your phone." Kim did so and Andrew entered his number before giving it back to her. Andrew stood up, told Kim he would see her later that day, and headed back to his class, unaware a blonde cheerleader had observed the conversation and slipped out of the cafeteria.


A/N: A little bit of mystery there at the end, which is nice. Not finishing this has likely thrown a wrench in the Halloween episode I'm doing, but I think I'll just have to throw another episode in before then. I have plans on a Thanksgiving one-shot, which I need to get cranking away at. Until next time, take it easy and stay healthy.