"Why have you called us all here?" The English drawl of Monkey Fist filled the cavern as he stared at the man before him, who had his hands crossed over his chest. "I have plans that must be completed, and a prophecy to fulfill." Behind him, his monkey ninjas sparred with one another, or sat in meditative trances.
"Aye" came a voice from behind him, and the speaker stepped forward to stand beside him. "And I've go' a tee time in London, and I hav'ne even planted the grass yet." Duff Killigan gestured towards his blimp, which was moored a little ways down the cavern. "I'd hate to be late."
"Clearly, Gentlemen, we have a common problem that we need to resolve." The third man in the cavern motioned towards the other two. "Over the past few years, we have all suffered humiliating defeat at the hands of Kim Possible, and we are still no closer to beating her." The man narrowed his eyes, and held a blue hand out to the two villains in front of him. "Perhaps, Gentlemen" Drakken began, hand still outstretched, "If we three work together, we will be able to stop her once and for all!" His eyes went from Monkey Fist to Killigan, gauging their reactions as best he could.
"Well" Monkey Fist began, eyeing the other two men carefully, "your idea does have some merit, Drakken. Perhaps it would be a good idea for us to form our own group to defeat Possible and her monkey –phobic friend once and for all. I do believe that I shall join you in your quest, as an equal partner." Monkey Fist reached out and shook Drakken's outstretched hand.
"Excellent." Drakken turned to the third member of their group. "Killigan?"
"Aye, I'll join ye." Killigan responded after a second. "On the condition that I can turn the continent o' me choice inte a driving range." Killigan held out his hand to be shaken as Drakken considered the condition.
"Very well, Killigan. When we succeed in taking over the world and crushing Kim Possible, you are free to make any continent in the world yours." Drakken shook Killigan's hand. "Except Europe." Drakken added after releasing his hand.
"Wha?" Killigan began, but Drakken cut him off. "Alright, all we need now is a plan. Fortunately, I just so happen to have a new death ray which may…."
"NO!" A fourth voice echoed through the cave, causing the other three to look in the speakers direction. "No more lasers Drakken, or do I have to teach you another lesson?" There was a slight 'snap' noise and two green fists suddenly appeared in the shadows. Their owner stepped forward, a menacing look in her eyes.
"Oh, Shego. I didn't realize you were still awake." Drakken took a half step back from the furious woman who stood in front of him. "I assure you, that was an isolated incident. My aim…." He trailed off as Shego's expression darkened further and she stepped forward again. "Very well, very well. No death ray. Perhaps an army of clones…."
"NO!" Killigan and Fiske said in unison and Shego stepped forward again, raising her fist as if preparing to send him flying across the room.
"Very well!" Drakken threw up his arms in defeat. "Then what are your ideas?" Drakken looked from one person to the next, always keeping half an eye on Shego, who had moved back to the corner of the room and was glaring at him.
"Perhaps I could be of assistance here." Fiske spoke up after a moment of silence. "The prophecy I had mentioned earlier was that of an ancient artifact which contains some of the most powerful monkey magic ever concocted." A gleam appeared in Fisk's eyes as everyone else in the room listened with varying degrees of belief. "I was told in a vision from the mystical Monkey Monk to seek the legendary idol known as Tempus Simia. Its powers would allow us to travel through time to when ms. Possible was vulnerable, making her exceptionally easy to defeat." Fiske turned from one person to the next, as if waiting for anyone to disagree with his plan.
"Interesting..." Shego retrieved her file from a nearby table and began filing her claws carefully. "You know, that may actually work." Shego looked at Dr. Drakken, narrowing her eyes slightly and holding her claws up in front of her face.
"Right, right. It's a good plan." Drakken said quickly, keeping a wary eye on Shego. "What do you think Killigan?"
"Wha' do ye mean, 'No' Europe'?" Killigan glared at Drakken, and Shego brought her hand up to her forehead and sighed loudly. Killigan turned to her and she began tapping her claws on the rock behind her, chipping it slightly. "Oh, uh, aye. It sounds like a good plan to me. But where is this 'Temple smiley' thing anyway?" They all turned to Fiske.
"The Tempus Simia Idol," Fiske began, giving Killigan a dirty look, "was broken in two over a century ago in an attempt to destroy its power. Its head was removed, and placed in an unknown location, but the body was found around ten years ago." Fiske closed his eyes, as if imagining that he already held the idol in his hands. "The body of the Tempus Simia is currently on display in the Middleton Museum. Once we have the body, the head will be as good as ours!"
"If it's been in Middleton this whole time," Shego drawled, sounding bored. "Why haven't you just gone and taken it? I mean, you must have been in Middleton a hundred times in the last few years."
"The magic" Fiske responded, his tone icy. "Must be activated at a certain time, on a certain day, or else it will not work." Fiske snorted and looked away from Shego, who was lounging against a nearby table and had returned to filing her claws. "Not that I would expect a mere sidekick to know the merits of monkey magic anyway." Shego stopped, mid-file, and seemed about to respond when suddenly a new voice interrupted her.
"Why is all this mystical magic stuff always so complicated?" All eyes swung immediately to the two new figures that stood in the shadows, watching the meeting.
"I know!" Came the response from the second figure. "Do this here, at this time, in a tutu or else your spell will fizzle and you will be cursed with bad luck for seven years." She laughed before continuing. "That kind of stuff always gave me a brain pain. Besides," she continued as the two stepped out of the shadows into the lights of the cavern. "We have a better plan."
"Kim Possible!" Drakken shouted, and stepped back. Shego jumped from her position to land between Kim and Drakken, and Monkey Fist snapped into a battle ready position. Behind them, Killigan grabbed an iron and a wood, spinning them in front of him before adopting a fighters stance. Drakken backed up and suddenly pulled a laser gun from inside his lab coat and pointed it at the two teens in the doorway.
"Believe me," Ron said, stepping forward. Shego's eyes went to the sword strapped to his back. 'That's new' she thought to herself as he continued. "You really don't want to do this. You won't win."
"Tough words, Ronnie boy." Shego spat as she moved towards the teens. Fiske followed suit with his monkey ninjas, and Killigan came up on Shego's other side, still holding his clubs in front of him. Drakken Continued to stand behind them, laser raised and ready. "Think you can take all four of us?"
"Fine." Ron turned to Kim, who shrugged. "You can have the monkey freak, I'll take the other two, then we'll both take Drakken." A wicked smile crossed Kim's lips as she nodded.
"Sounds fun." She responded and fell into a fighters stance, drawing a knife from a sheath at her waist and holding it in front of her. Ron followed suit by drawing his sword, and holding it between himself and his adversaries. "But remember, don't kill them." Kim turned to Ron, who waived the comment off, and threw her a confident smile and a wink. "Not yet anyway." Kim smiled back and charged.
Ron dispatched Killigan quickly by slashing his clubs in half and jamming the butt of his sword into the base of Killigan's neck. Killigan went down with a grunt and stopped moving. Ron turned to his remaining opponent, who had watched the whole battle in shock. "Since when did you get competent, kid?" Shego asked as she began circling him, watching for an opening.
"You kidding, Shego? Like I need anyone's help to deal with you." Ron sheathed his sword and began circling as well, looking Shego in the eyes. "You always were my favourite opponent, after all. Made the whole game fun." He smiled at her and her face clouded with confusion at his words. "I just wonder how good you'll be here." Ron charged at her. Shego got out a confused "what?" before Ron kicked her in the abdomen, forcing her to her knees in front of him. She looked up at him, confusion in her green eyes as he executed a roundhouse kick that connected with her chin, knocking her into oblivion. "Damn." Ron looked down at the prone figure of Shego in front of him. "Almost a waste of my time. If you're going to work with us we'll have to change that." He turned to Kim who had just finished off Fiske's monkey minions and was blocking blows from the monkey master himself. Kim threw a punch that connected with his chest, and the pair broke apart, landing a few feet from each other.
"Now," Fiske glared at Kim, "You will see what a true master of monkey kung fu can do!" Fiske ran a few steps before jumping forward into a kick that Kim easily ducked away from. Suddenly two blasts erupted from Drakken's gun as he finally joined in the fight, aiming for Kim.
"Back off, Drakken!" Kim ducked beneath the blasts and drew her dagger, throwing it at the mad scientist. It lodged itself in Drakken's gun just as he pulled the trigger for another shot. The gun erupted as the built up energy exploded, throwing Drakken against the wall behind him. Drakken's head pitched back as he hit the wall, knocking him out. As Kim admired her handy-work, Fiske took the opportunity to level her with a roundhouse. Kim spun around, going to one knee with her back to her attacker as Fiske moved in to press his advantage. He ran towards her when suddenly she sprang into the air, executing a perfect flip over him, and planting her feet into his back, causing him to careen into the wall in front of him. Fiske slumped into the wall, and rolled onto his back, looking at Kim through bleary eyes. "I've seen what a master of Tai Shing Pek Kwar in action, and he falls for that move too." She reached down and pulled his head away from the wall, forcing it back against the wall a second later, knocking him out.
"Well," Ron walked towards Kim, putting his arm over her shoulder as she stood up. "That was fun, wasn't it?" He looked down on the unconscious monkey master and laughed. "At least yours got a shot in. The golfer was a joke, and Shego was too stunned to defend herself." He looked over his shoulder at his victims, who still lay where they had fallen. A small trickle of blood ran down Shego's cheek into a small puddle that was forming on the floor. Killigan was lying on his back, a bruise forming where his blow had landed.
"It was." Kim smiled and looked around the ruined lair. "Now on to the next part of our little plan."
"Middleton is shocked this morning as reports indicate that teen scientist Justine Flanner was murdered last night, as she worked on her latest experiment in the Middleton Scientific Institute. Police have been hesitant to release any information about the cause of death, but sources have revealed that she had been working with a partner in the lab, who has not been found since her disappearance." The shot on the television screen changed to reveal a picture of an older man with graying hair, wearing a lab coat. "If anyone has any information on the current location of Dr. James Dressing they are urged to contact police as soon as possible."
"Whoa..." Ron sat in the Possible's living room, digesting the information he had just been given. "Justine went to school with us, didn't she?" He turned to Kim, who was sitting next to him, looking thoughtful.
"Yeah. Remember? I was her science partner last year. She helped us stop Drakken, Shego, and DNAmy when they created the giant dinosaur to attack Middleton." Kim shook her head slowly, looking at the TV. The reporter had gone on to other topics, so she turned it off. "It's weird, because I never really got to know her after the whole thing was over. I didn't really see her again." She laughed mirthlessly. "Guess I never will now." She turned to Ron who seemed lost in his own thoughts, and was about to suggest they do something else, when she heard a familiar jingle. She pulled her Kimmunicator out of her pocket and flipped it on. "What up Wade?" She looked as Wade's face appeared on her screen, his ever-present coke at the edge of the screen.
"Strange hit on the site, Kim." Wade looked at his computer screen doubtfully before looking back at Kim through her kimmunicator.
"What's the sitch?" Kim asked as Ron looked over her shoulder, a puzzled expression on his face. Wade checked his computer screen again before turning back to the redhead and responding.
"Well, you've got a hit from someone wanting you to look into the murder yesterday. They say they can find out who killed Justine, but they need your help in taking them down." Wade finished as he watched Kim's reaction to the news.
"Umm isn't this the kind of thing people go to the cops for?" Wade looked over Kim's shoulder at Ron, who had asked the question. "I mean, Kim's never gone up against a killer before." It was true, Kim thought. She never had been up against a killer. The closest she had ever come was Shego, and the only person she had ever been interested in killing was Kim herself. Apart from that…
"The sender of the message says they can't go to the police." Wade responded, turning back to his computer screen and typing something into it.
"Why not?" Kim asked, glancing over her shoulder at Ron, who returned the confused look she gave him. "Who sent the message, anyway?"
"The message was sent by James Dressing." Wade glanced at the pair as Ron's jaw dropped and Kim's eyes narrowed. "He sent us a location where we can find him, with instructions for you and Ron to meet him there within the next two hours."
"Get me a ride, Wade, I'm going to meet him."
"On it Kim!" Wade got out before Kim turned off the kimmunicator, and turned to Ron, who was looking at her as though she had too heads.
"You can't be serious!" Ron looked into his friends green eyes as she nodded. "For all we know this guy is a killer! How can you want to walk into his 'secret location' and talk to him?" He shook his head quickly and rolled his brown eyes at her. "It's crazy."
"If he was a killer, why would he have called us?" Kim put her hand on Ron's shoulder, and looked into his eyes. "Besides, if he really is psycho, he's picked the wrong victim. Remember the moniker, 'I can do anything' and that includes taking some old guy down." Ron looked doubtfully at his friend as she turned to go. Ron watched her walk towards her room to get changed into her mission gear before he shook his head.
"Man, this is not the mission I signed on for." He sighed softly and went to get changed into the spare mission clothes he kept stashed in Kim's house.