When Kim drowsily opened her eyes, the first thing she noticed was her legs and arms were bound to a chair to prevent her from escaping. She was in a strange place unlike anything that she'd ever seen before. The lighting was very dim and the entire place had a cold, barren look to it. The large, stone room contained little else aside from several strange machines for unknown purposes. There were many computer monitors set up in front of a single complex control panel near the front of the room.
Suddenly, the braces holding her arms and legs retracted back into the chair, releasing her. Hesitantly she stood and started to walk toward the control panel.
As she neared the device, her attention was diverted when the electric doors slid open and three men in identical black uniforms entered the room. They looked just like the men that attacked her in the alley. Without a word, they crowded around her, preparing to attack.
"What do you want from me!" She screamed, the anger and a hint of fear evident in her voice. The men did not reply. Instead, one of them stepped forward and punched Kim hard in the shoulder. As the pain shot through her arm, she struggled to make sense of why this was happening to her.
Just as she regained her composure, more pain shot through her leg when someone kicked her from behind. She wanted nothing more than to break down in tears and beg them to leave her alone, but the anger flowing through her veins would not let her do that. She stood erect and looked her attackers coldly in the eyes.
"Okay damnit! You asked for it!" She shouted. She jumped from the floor and somersaulted over them men, landing behind them. Silently, she thanked God for becoming a cheerleader.
Her attackers spun around in surprise. Without giving them a chance to react, she swept her leg under their feet and knocked two of them to the floor. The third came rushing toward her and she executed a flip, bringing her feet down in the center of his stomach. The man lay on the floor, struggling to breath where she had knocked the air out of him.
Out of the corner of her eye, Kim saw the other two men getting back to their feet. Defensively, she raised her arms in front of her body. She couldn't believe that she was actually fighting three grown men and apparently winning. She'd never fought anyone in her life.
As the men approached, her arm flew out at lightning speed and punched one of them squarely in the jaw. He reeled back, clutching his face in his hands. The other seized her and tried to wrestle her to the floor. Without thinking, she grabbed his arm and twirled her body around. The man was sent sprawling to the ground in pain as his arm twisted at an unnatural angle.
"That will be enough." A female voice unexpectedly spoke from the corner of the room. Kim spun around in surprise. She hadn't noticed anyone there before. Without a word, her attackers rose from the floor and exited the room.
"That was excellent for your first time, Miss Possible." The woman said from the shadows.
"Where am I? Who are you? How do you know my name?" Kim spouted off all of the questions filling her mind without pausing in between for a response.
"You can relax, we don't mean you any harm. All of your questions will be answered soon enough." The woman said. She emerged from the shadows and stood before Kim. She appeared to be in her late thirties with short brown hair and a patch over her right eye. "Welcome to the Global Justice Headquarters, Miss Possible. I am Dr. Director, the head of GJ."
"Why did you have those men attack me?" Kim asked angrily.
"I wanted to evaluate your fighting skills." Dr. Director said.
"You mean it was all just a setup! Why am I here?" Kim demanded.
"We want to talk about a proposal that we have for you."
"You know, if you just wanted to talk you could have just asked. All of this attack and capture stuff was really unnecessary." Kim said, rubbing her sore shoulder.
"Miss Possible, Global Justice is an secret crime fighting
network that deals mostly with select types of criminals, particularly those
that try to take over the world. We
like to leave the simple stuff to the FBI and local law enforcement."
"How does this involve me?" Kim asked, confused.
"We've been watching you for a long time, and we have reached the conclusion that you have the perfect qualifications to become our newest agent here at GJ."
"WHAT!" Kim was blown away by the offer. "I'm just your basic, average high school cheerleader that makes decent grades. I have no qualifications fight crime. Are you seriously saying that you want me to save the world?"
"You have a strong spirit, Miss Possible. You strive to excel in everything you do. Your cheerleading skills make you an extraordinary athlete. Look at what you just did to my three agents. With the proper training, you could become one of our best agents."
"Dr…Director, was it? Thanks for the offer, but I think you have the wrong person. I'm not really into the whole world saving thing. I should be going now—big Algebra test tomorrow, you know." Kim said nervously.
"I really wish you would give GJ a chance, Miss Possible. I haven't even introduced you to one of your would-be partners yet."
"Partners?" Kim asked, puzzled.
Dr. Director led her over to the control panel and pushed a button. Suddenly all of the screens were filled with a single image—a young African American boy sitting in front a computer. "Good evening Wade. How are you?" Dr. director asked the boy.
"Hey Dr. D., what's up?" the boy said.
"Miss Possible, should you accept our offer, you'll be working closely with Wade" She motioned toward the monitors. "He's been a member of GJ for about a year now. He's only ten years old, but he's the youngest of only five super-geniuses in the entire world. He finished high school and college in less than eight months.
"Gee, my tweeb brothers are ten and they'll be lucky if they get of detention long enough to even make it to high school." Kim commented.
"Hi Kim." Wade said. "We've been doing a lot of research on you. I hope you decide to join us."
"You'll be in constant contact with Wade through this." The director held out a small palm-pilot-like device. It's a communicator, but not just any communicator. This thing can do almost anything. It can project holographic images, analyze samples from a crime scene, emit a laser beam than can cut through a steel door and more."
"Wow. Sounds sweet. Ron would be really impressed." Kim said.
"Oh, speaking of Mr. Stoppable, we haven't discussed him yet." The director said.
"What about Ron? You haven't hurt him, have you?" Kim said, suddenly worried.
"Don't worry Miss Possible, he'll be fine once the shock wears off. He obviously doesn't take things as calm and collected as you do."
"Where is he? I demand to see him now." Kim said, becoming very angry that they dragged Ron into all of this.
"Very well." The director lead her to smaller room were she immediately noticed Ron slumped down in a chair with his arms and legs bound. Rufus was sitting next to him in a small steel cage.
"We had to keep him restrained and give him a tranquilizer because he totally freaked when he woke up. The naked mole rat tried to attack our agents so we had to contain it as well."
Kim rushed over to Ron's side and shook his shoulder to wake him up. "Ron? Ron, are you okay? It's me, Kim. Please answer me."
"Huh? Kim? Is that you?" Ron asked groggily.
"It's okay Ron. They're not going to hurt us."
Suddenly Ron realized where he was and shot up in his seat, wide-awake. "KP! They kidnapped Rufus and me on our way to Bueno Nacho. We've got to get out of here. These people are evil!"
"Calm down, Ron. They're not evil. They want me to help them."
"What do you mean they're not evil? They could have at least waited until after we went to Bueno Nacho to kidnap us. No snackage is defiantly evil in my book."
"Look Ron, I need you to calm down so they can take the restraints off. Then we'll explain what's going on."
"Yeah, right. They've obviously brainwashed you KP. As soon as we let our guard down they're going to do some crazy experiments on us, then subject us all kinds of mindless torture." Ron imagined.
"Mr. Stoppable, I am Dr. Director, as I tried to explain to you before you attempted to disarm the control panel and climb up the wall. I'm head of the Global Justice Network and we would like you and Miss Possible to become our newest agents. We mean you no harm."
"Hold on a second, you mean you want Ron too? You've got to be kidding." Kim said skeptically.
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" Ron spoke up defensively.
"Yes, Miss Possible. Mr. Stoppable will be your immediate partner because Wade cannot physically join you on your missions. He can only be with you electronically through your communicator to offer clues and analyze information."
Kim pulled the director aside. "No seriously. You're joking, right? I mean, he's my best friend and everything, but he's not exactly world-saving material if you know what I mean." She whispered, not wanting Ron to hear her comment.
"Miss Possible, you underestimate the abilities of your friend. I think he'll be of great assistance to you on your missions."
"O-kay. Whatever you say, Dr. Director."
"So does this mean that you and Mr. Stoppable will join us?"
"I'm not committing to anything, but I'll accept your offer on a trial basis. When do we start?" Kim asked.
"You and Mr. Stoppable will start training tomorrow. My agents will be waiting to bring you here after your cheerleading practice is over. We don't want this to interfere with your normal routine too much."
"I don't really see how becoming a secret agent and running off to save the world is NOT going to interfere with my life, but anyway. We'll be there. I gotta jet right now though—my parents are expecting me for dinner." Kim said.
"Um…hey KP? Forgetting something here? Helloo!" Ron called out.
"Oh, sorry Ron." She pushed a button on the back of the chair to release his restraints and let Rufus out of the cage. Rufus perched himself on Ron's shoulder and gave the director and dirty look.
"It's okay buddy. KP says everything's cool now." He said to the tiny creature. Rufus responded with a low growl anyway.
"I'll show you out." The director said to the teens.
"Come on Ron, we better rest up. Tomorrow we prepare to save the world." Kim said as they walked out.
"Is it okay if we stop and stock up on nachos first? I'm sure that saving the world is going to make me kinda hungry."
"Umm Hmm, me too!" Rufus squeaked.
Kim could only smile and shake her head at her friend and partner as they boarded the elevator that carried them to the exit.