Author notes: Ah. Here we go, probably one of the most exciting chapters yet. Hope everyone enjoys as the story starts to come to an end. I also want to thank everyone for all their support.
End of Resistance
Chapter Eight
"Wade, have I ever told you how much you rock?" Nothing was better than hearing that from her.
"Only every mission, Kim."
"Why did you decide to come?"
"Mom gave me a whole speech about being there for my friends emotionally and physically." Kim stretched and stood then, offering him a smile.
"It's great you decided to come. I'm going to go home and get a change of clothes. Be back in a few." Normally it's not good for a patient just to leave, but there was also no stopping Kim Possible. So, Wade just waved to her and headed off for the trauma ward.
Finding the room was hard for even Wade, the hallways seemed like a labyrinth of corridors and passageways. In fact, it took him almost 10 minuets to arrive at the room and what was creepy was there didn't seem to be anyone around. There wasn't anyone in the cafeteria either back when he was there with Kim. Shrugging he gripped the handle and suddenly got the feeling he should have just stayed home after all. No, he told himself. They were his friends and they needed him. Once inside, the door shut with a bang, Shego leaning against the door, filing her nails.
"Welcome, Wade." That voice! He turned around to see Enda sitting on the foot of Ron's bed. "So nice of you to drop by in person." She was dressed in doctor's clothes and she took out a clipboard seemingly studying it. "It says here that Ron's in a coma. Interesting, knowing that people only suffer comas because of brain trauma. I only gutted him, not hurt his head…Odd don't you think?" She hopped down and walked to Ron's monitors.
"Turns out that his heart had stopped for nearly five minuets. Can you believe it? He was clinically dead for five whole minuets and yet…" Enda slipped off his heart monitor letting it ring with a flat line then reattached it to his body, answering again with a steady beep. "Yet somehow he came back."
"Ron's not the type to run out in the middle of a mission. Not when Kim's in danger!" Wade protested angrily. "What do you want?"
"Came to tie up some lose ends…cripple Kim mentally, you know, the normal." She looked again at her clipboard. "So like I was saying, thanks to the fact his heart stopped, his brain swelled from lack of blood. And, get this. He bled so much, more than 40% of the blood he has in his veins right now is donated. Which is a waste if you ask me because even if he were to wake up, who's to say he'll be the same stupid Ron? Who's to say he'll wake up at all? Isn't it best to go while in a deep sleep?" She walked to Wade and took out what looked like a scalpel.
"Wouldn't you rather die in your sleep than on a blade, Wade? I can demonstrate for you what it was like for Ron if you'd like." Wade didn't respond how she imagined he would. She was hoping for some cowering, maybe for him to hide under the chair behind him. But it seemed like his brain, his personality was also more mature than his age. Enda met his steady angry glare with her own before turning her back to him. "After all, it's not natural to die for so long and then come back. Someone needs to put him where he rightfully belongs. Someone needs to pull the plug."
"You know as soon as you pull it, personnel will swarm the place!" Wade looked angry, desperate, calculating a thousand different variables. Enda could only laugh, turning back to face him.
"You think anyone is still conscious? Did you see one human in the halls on your way here? One nurse? One security officer or patient? How else do you think I got Shego in here?" Shego huffed at this, glaring in Enda's direction. "Some are knocked out, others just gassed. I'm not completely heartless, I'll wait until Kim gets here to kill them all."
"You-you won't get away with this! Kim's going to stop yo-" Enda picked Wade up by the collar glaring, holding the scalpel close to his face, finally seeing fear in his eyes.
"Oh, come now Wade. Haven't you ever dreamed about going on these silly little missions with Kim? To experience the thrill like some hero from your sci-fi movies?" She slid the flat of the scalpel down his cheek. "Well here it is. Isn't it everything you hoped it to be? Aren't you having fun yet?!" She yelled in his face, tossing him into a chair. "And fun we're going to have…as soon as Kimmie gets back."
"Thanks for the lift, Monique."
"No problem, Kim. Why you decided to walk out of the hospital in that, I'll never understand." Kim blushed. In her hurry she forgot she was still wearing a hospital gown. No. Not the ones with the back missing, but just as thin and flimsy on a winter afternoon. She stepped out of the car.
"You can come in if you want. I'm going right back to the hospital as soon as I get changed." Monique raised a hand to Kim's offer.
"As great as that sounds, I'll pass. Hospitals are not my favorite place in the world. I'll just send Ron a card and you can keep me posted on his progress. I'll see you around Kim."
"Thanks again for the lift, Monique." Kim shut the door and Monique left. She was so lucky that her folks got her a car already. Kim's parents were fixed on the idea of Kim earning hers. 'It won't mean as much if it's just given to you. A car is a responsibility and an honor. You'll understand when the time comes.' Whatever. Parents could be so…so annoying.
Kim looked under the mat for the key and taking the handle she found the door was already unlocked. That was a definite bad sign. There were no cars in the driveway and there's no way the tweebs were home by themselves. Pushing it open she was welcomed by something from a nightmare. The living room was smashed, windows to the side of the house shattered. The kitchen, the whole place was destroyed. But on the refrigerator, which lay on its side in the middle of the kitchen, was a note.
"Dear Kimmie:
Went to the hospital for another round of cat and mouse. Stakes are higher, so we expect to see you there.
Love,
The family and friends."
In less time than it takes to think, Kim had changed and left. Enda had gone too far, involving her family, almost killing Ron and tearing up her house. No, this wasn't just a mission. This was war.
It was starting to get dark by time Kim got to the hospital, regretting not asking Monique for a lift back. And her stomach dropped. The entire place was in the dark except the lobby. Never in her life, even during blackouts had Kim seen the hospital completely black like that. It chilled her more than the wind, which seemed to pick up now. Slamming open the lobby doors Kim found the place deserted. Tables over thrown, chairs and paper everywhere, potted plants scattered across tile floor.
"You've finally come, Kim. I was starting to worry." Kim's eyes went straight up to the decorative rafters where Enda hung, offering nothing but a wide Cheshire grin. With the agility of a cat Enda leapt from banister to second floor balcony to the service desk to the floor. "Are you ready for the next game?"
"Where is my family?" Kim's anger shown through her tone.
"They're in the facility, waiting like everyone else for you to save them. Let me explain the rules. In six different rooms are your family, Ron and Wade. In all the rest of the rooms and hallways are unconscious innocent civilians. In the ventilation there is enough nerve gas bombs to kill all of Middleton. On the clock-ten minuets. And Kim, let me assure you this is no bluff."
Enda walked behind the service counter and pulled out a clear plastic air- tight box and a kitten inside. Without a second though she opened it and tossed in a pellet that exploded with a green smoke that killed the tiny creature in mere seconds.
"This room is the only one that is safe from the gas. Bring those who you wish to save here. When the time is up I'm locking the doors whether you're in the lobby or not. And it's going to be so comical to see how you're going to manage to bring Stoppable here, what with the whole life support thing in the way. If I were you, I'd leave him."
"How do I know that you won't kill anyone I bring in here?" Enda just crossed her arms at this and grinned.
"You don't. And you also don't have a choice. If you open the windows to evacuate people then the gas will slip down the hill and kill the entire town. Oh and I almost forgot to mention Shego is also waiting for you. Her objective is to stop you by, well, killing you once and for all, or by killing the six people I mentioned before. Don't worry I hid everyone myself, so she's just as clueless to their whereabouts as you are. It's only fair." Kim opened her mouth to ask another question when Enda raised her wrist eye level. "Time starts now."
Jao: Whelp. Next chapter will have a fight scene for sure, promise. How will Kim figure a way outta this one? Will she be able to save everyone she loves AND the innocent people? How will she ever beat Enda? We'll see in the next chapter, and yes, this will only be a 10-chapter fic.