Before we continue Ratigan's part in this tale, and before it gets any more confusing (AN: And before anyone hurts me for not making this a GMD/Matrix crossover), there is another part in the tale we feel needs mentioning. Two, actually.
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Kim Possible, cheerleader and teen heroine extraordinaire, leaned against the railing of the ship. "Where did it all go wrong?", she asked herself. Looking around, she noticed that none of the passengers, some that were human like her, or otherwise, didn't take notice of her presence. What had happened…? (AN: Flashback alert…)
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They were exploring a ship lair of Dementor's, who had teamed up with Frugal Lucre for his "mad computer skills" as Ron had termed it. Drakken and Shego had arrived to sabotage his efforts ("You fight his goons", Drakken had said, "And I'll take care of Lucre's virus".), which was so typical of Drakken. Suddenly, the entire ship was rocked with some strange force. Ron turned to run (as always), opening a door, which, strangely led to Wade's room! "Wade?!", Kim exclaimed. "What're you doing here?!"
"No clue", he replied. "But we have to get out of here fast." He stepped outside the doorway, and pulled out a strange device like a remote control, and touched it to the door. It slowly folded up, like a Jacob's Ladder, until it was a small cube, which Wade picked up and put in his pocket. "Come on!", he said, dashing towards the nearest exit.
Along the way there, they had run into Drakken and Shego, who were running as well. They had escaped to England, where they had hidden, thankful they still had the technology they had. However, they were without contact, and had no clue where they were…
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"Stuck in a world of mice…", Kim muttered under her breath. "My career as a teen heroine is so in the toilet."
Suddenly, an alarm bell went off somewhere in the building. Ron ran up to her. "Kim", he panted, out of breath, "There's a bomb in the hotel! Drakken got a life raft ready, and I think Wade's in a different boat."
"Come on!", Kim shouted, dragging Ron along. "Let's get out of here!"
They had gotten to the raft, lowered it into the water, and were several meters away, when the ship blew up. After several agonizing moments of silence, Ron asked "Kim… Do you think Wade's…?"
"No", Kim said forcefully. "I don't think so."
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Lyra Silvertongue walked along the deck, carrying pine marten-formed Pantalaimon. He had settled in that shape ever since that fateful day in the world of the mulefa. She sighed. She had been strangely teleported to who-knows-where from her own Oxford, and what was once a distance of one or two worlds was now who-knows-how many worlds.
Pan spoke. "You miss him, don't you?" Lyra was about to reply, when an alarm bell went off. People started running every where to the lifeboats, trying to get off the ship. Suddenly, someone shoved into her, sending her overboard, separating her from Pan. She tried to stay afloat, but the heavy waves caused by the life rafts deploying quickly sent her under. Her last thought before everything went black was how she was going to die without ever seeing Will again.
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"I'm dead", Pantalaimon thought. "I'm dead, and Will and Kirjava won't even know I'm gone." This was one of the downsides of your form settling into one shape if you were a dæmon. "It's times like these", Pantalaimon thought, "That I wish I never met Will." He thought back to the time he spent as a dolphin on the way to Bolvangar with the gyptians, the rhythm of the water against his slick dolphin skin, how effortlessly he moved through the waves, and wished how, if he could become a dolphin now, he could travel wherever and never truly separate from Lyra…
And then he was moving swiftly towards the surface, gulping the sweet air through his mouth. He dove back down to where Lyra was floating, inert. He swiftly pushed her to the surface, where a life raft was waiting.
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Lyra suddenly was met with a flash of light. She was alive! But how? She fell into the life raft, her chest heaving as she gained consciousness again. There was a strange dolphin next to her in the water… Dolphin? That was no dolphin. That was a dæmon! Pan! Pan flowed onto her lap, ermine formed. "How?", Lyra whispered to Pan, unaware of the other people on the raft (including Wade) watching.
"I don't know", Pan replied, shaking. "I just don't know…"
To Be Continued…
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Ratigan: And the point of that chapter was…?
Me: To show how you becoming a dæmon opened up all those portals into different worlds.
Ratigan: And what's the deal with Kim?
Me: She's gonna have a part later as your future crush after what happens to Amelia (no spoilers; shifty eyes), so I figure why wait?
Ratigan: I… get a crush… on Kim? Kimberly Anne Possible, who is probably a lot younger than me?
Me: Better than (looks around) You-know-who.
Ratigan: Oh, right. So, why Lyra?
Me: Mostly for some dæmon-dæmon conversation in future chapters.
Ratigan: Oh. No more questions.
Me: Good. It would give away too much.
Ratigan: Like we haven't given away enough here? (hopeful smile)
Me: -_-^