By this time, Rufus had awoken and rushed to the gap in the plane, clinging to the edge of a seat to avoid being blown out into the air. He watched helplessly as Ron and Kim fell further and further away. Then the naked mole rat realized that, assuming Kim and Ron survived, there was only one useful thing he could do to help them. So Rufus ran over to Kim's seat, and with difficulty considering his small size, grabbed the Kimmunicator. He lugged it over to the tear in the plane's side, and pushed the device out the window. It was an extremely long shot, but if Kim and Ron survived and the Kimmunicator landed on the island and wasn't crushed on impact (for the metal it was made of was quite strong), then maybe, just maybe, they had a chance after all.
All 4 of the plane's former passengers plummeted down towards the island with shocking speed. The small patch of land beneath them was thick with very tall and skinny trees covered with leaves larger then dinner plates.
As villains and heroes alike plunged into the forest of exotic plants, it was only by extrodinarily good fortune on his part that Drakken's trenchcoat snagged on the very top of one tree, leaving him yelling and squirming but alive. Shego drove her claws hard into the bark of a tree as she fell, sounding like nails on a blackboard. But the friction decreased the speed of her fall, and by jamming her left leg against the bark, Shego was able to grab a branch and swing herself onto it.
Kim, meanwhile, had somehow managed to keep her senses, and quickly pulled a grappling hook out of the small backpack she had been wearing in the plane. The agent threw the spider-like hook into the trees, where it snagged on a branch. The rope in her hand instantly became taut, and she grabbed Ron's shirt collar as he fell. "Do you always carry one of those things around?" her clumsy sidekick asked her as they climbed down the long rope and onto the sandy ground.
"When we don't have some big science test coming up and have to lug around 10-pound books." Kim answered easily, dislodging the grappling hook with a firm yank and stuffing it and the rope attached to it back into her mini packpack.
"Hope Rufus is all right." Ron said with a tinge of worry in his voice. He wasn't that concerned about their situation, for he thought that Kim had the Kimmunicator in her backpack and could summon a helicoptor to come get them at any moment.
His friend shrugged. "He'll be all right, as long as the pilot doesn't work night shifts as an exterminator." She surveyed the area around them, judging the resources available.
Kicking at a stone idly, Ron suggested, "Soooo...are you gonna call Wade to get us a ride home or what?"
"I would if the Kimmunicator wasn't sitting in the jet." she replied sarcastically.
A hint of alarm crossed her goofy sidekick's face as he absorbed this information. "What about your cell phone?"
She whipped it out of her mini backpack and pushed a few numbers experimentally. "No signal."
Ron's voice was high-pitched now with the strain of barely-contained terror. "So we're stuck?!??!"
The agent nodded. "Looks that way."
Now the full panic struck Ron like a ton of bricks. He started pacing back and forth, agitadedly biting at his nails as he quickly walked between two palm trees again and again and again.
Kim demanded, "Will you chill? Look, we'll find a way out of this."
"How??!?? We're stranded on a desert island with no food, water, communication, or any hope of survival! I can't think of a better reason to PANIC!!!!!!" Kim rolled her eyes. This was going to be a long night.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the small island, Drakken was a funny reflection of Ron as he paced back and forth, back and forth in front of his assitant. The reason the two hadn't been seen by Kim Possible on such a tiny island was because she and Ron were on the shore, with few trees. But Shego and Drakken had landed smack in the middle of the thick grove of exotic trees that took up most of the island. Now they were by a small pond that had collected during rainfall.
As Drakken paced in futile search of a way out of this paradox, Shego washed blood off her left leg in the shallow rainwater pond. When she had used it as a brake against the tree to slow her descent, in the final bark section the wood had rotted, and her leg had punched straight through the wood. It had gotten dragged through the section, and if the villainess hadn't yanked it out when she swung onto the branch, she might have wound up with a broken leg. As it was, the leg was ripped up pretty badly and some muscles had been torn. Needless to say, it was hard to her to move on that leg, although the wounds weren't extremely serious and would heal in time.
Drakken was bouncing ideas off Shego, most of which were impossible and/or stupid. The mad scientist started to suggest, "How about we-"
She held up a gloved hand to stop him in mid-rant. "Does it need electricity?"
He faltered. "Well...sort of...a lot...yeah." Drakken scowled and went back to pacing, his continual footsteps already wearing a shallow path in the sand.
"Face it Dr. D, without power we're good and stuck." Shego staggered to her feet, leaning heavily on her uninjured leg for support.
"Power...power..." Drakken muttered to himself, eyes crossed in focus. Then he straightened. "How about that thing?" The villain pointed to a small, metal device that lay in the sand about 10 meters away from a palm tree next to them. The small rectangle of metal was half-buried by the sand that had flown up on it's impact, but it was obvious what the device was.
Drakken and Shego said in unison, "That'll work."
Author's Note: Ok first I'd like to thank all the reviewers who gave this fic really good reviews: Awwwww, thanks! And to the reviewer who want to know where Rufus was during Chapter 1, there ya have it. Isn't it just like Rufus to sleep through a battle 2,000 feet in the air. Watch for Chapter 3.
Random KP Quote Of The Day:
Barkin: SQUIRREL!
Kim: Squirrel? Is that like a K-turn?
Barkin: No, it's like a squirrel!
-Car Trouble
All 4 of the plane's former passengers plummeted down towards the island with shocking speed. The small patch of land beneath them was thick with very tall and skinny trees covered with leaves larger then dinner plates.
As villains and heroes alike plunged into the forest of exotic plants, it was only by extrodinarily good fortune on his part that Drakken's trenchcoat snagged on the very top of one tree, leaving him yelling and squirming but alive. Shego drove her claws hard into the bark of a tree as she fell, sounding like nails on a blackboard. But the friction decreased the speed of her fall, and by jamming her left leg against the bark, Shego was able to grab a branch and swing herself onto it.
Kim, meanwhile, had somehow managed to keep her senses, and quickly pulled a grappling hook out of the small backpack she had been wearing in the plane. The agent threw the spider-like hook into the trees, where it snagged on a branch. The rope in her hand instantly became taut, and she grabbed Ron's shirt collar as he fell. "Do you always carry one of those things around?" her clumsy sidekick asked her as they climbed down the long rope and onto the sandy ground.
"When we don't have some big science test coming up and have to lug around 10-pound books." Kim answered easily, dislodging the grappling hook with a firm yank and stuffing it and the rope attached to it back into her mini packpack.
"Hope Rufus is all right." Ron said with a tinge of worry in his voice. He wasn't that concerned about their situation, for he thought that Kim had the Kimmunicator in her backpack and could summon a helicoptor to come get them at any moment.
His friend shrugged. "He'll be all right, as long as the pilot doesn't work night shifts as an exterminator." She surveyed the area around them, judging the resources available.
Kicking at a stone idly, Ron suggested, "Soooo...are you gonna call Wade to get us a ride home or what?"
"I would if the Kimmunicator wasn't sitting in the jet." she replied sarcastically.
A hint of alarm crossed her goofy sidekick's face as he absorbed this information. "What about your cell phone?"
She whipped it out of her mini backpack and pushed a few numbers experimentally. "No signal."
Ron's voice was high-pitched now with the strain of barely-contained terror. "So we're stuck?!??!"
The agent nodded. "Looks that way."
Now the full panic struck Ron like a ton of bricks. He started pacing back and forth, agitadedly biting at his nails as he quickly walked between two palm trees again and again and again.
Kim demanded, "Will you chill? Look, we'll find a way out of this."
"How??!?? We're stranded on a desert island with no food, water, communication, or any hope of survival! I can't think of a better reason to PANIC!!!!!!" Kim rolled her eyes. This was going to be a long night.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the small island, Drakken was a funny reflection of Ron as he paced back and forth, back and forth in front of his assitant. The reason the two hadn't been seen by Kim Possible on such a tiny island was because she and Ron were on the shore, with few trees. But Shego and Drakken had landed smack in the middle of the thick grove of exotic trees that took up most of the island. Now they were by a small pond that had collected during rainfall.
As Drakken paced in futile search of a way out of this paradox, Shego washed blood off her left leg in the shallow rainwater pond. When she had used it as a brake against the tree to slow her descent, in the final bark section the wood had rotted, and her leg had punched straight through the wood. It had gotten dragged through the section, and if the villainess hadn't yanked it out when she swung onto the branch, she might have wound up with a broken leg. As it was, the leg was ripped up pretty badly and some muscles had been torn. Needless to say, it was hard to her to move on that leg, although the wounds weren't extremely serious and would heal in time.
Drakken was bouncing ideas off Shego, most of which were impossible and/or stupid. The mad scientist started to suggest, "How about we-"
She held up a gloved hand to stop him in mid-rant. "Does it need electricity?"
He faltered. "Well...sort of...a lot...yeah." Drakken scowled and went back to pacing, his continual footsteps already wearing a shallow path in the sand.
"Face it Dr. D, without power we're good and stuck." Shego staggered to her feet, leaning heavily on her uninjured leg for support.
"Power...power..." Drakken muttered to himself, eyes crossed in focus. Then he straightened. "How about that thing?" The villain pointed to a small, metal device that lay in the sand about 10 meters away from a palm tree next to them. The small rectangle of metal was half-buried by the sand that had flown up on it's impact, but it was obvious what the device was.
Drakken and Shego said in unison, "That'll work."
Author's Note: Ok first I'd like to thank all the reviewers who gave this fic really good reviews: Awwwww, thanks! And to the reviewer who want to know where Rufus was during Chapter 1, there ya have it. Isn't it just like Rufus to sleep through a battle 2,000 feet in the air. Watch for Chapter 3.
Random KP Quote Of The Day:
Barkin: SQUIRREL!
Kim: Squirrel? Is that like a K-turn?
Barkin: No, it's like a squirrel!
-Car Trouble