Author's Notes:

I have completed the first chapter of the sequel to this work—Immortal Friendship II: Flight of the Sea King.

Unfortunately, I cannot get a direct link to work, but if you click on my profile, you should find a link there that will work.

Flight of the Sea King is the second of three stories in the Immortal Friendship Trilogy, and begins with Kim and Ron shifting their focus from Monkey Fist and back to Drakken, who, as you may recall, had his own evil plan going. Regrettably, Kim's plan to stop Drakken goes horribly wrong...

Things only get worse as Kim learns that her only way to stop Drakken involves putting her faith in Ron and trusting her life to an elderly helicopter—the Sea King.

------ Here is a little snip from "Flight of the Sea King":

"All right," Kim responded, already pulling herself up the fence which she estimated it was over ten feet in height. "Come on Ron!"

"Can't we just use the gate," her sidekick asked, standing back a few feet from the fence.

"If you want to get caught."

Ron groaned and jumped towards the fence, pulling himself slowly up towards the top. By the time he reached it, Kim was already on the ground on the far side.

"Hurry up Ron!"

"I'm coming," he replied angrily, clumsily swinging his leg over the top of the fence and silently praying he wouldn't rip his pants. Luckily, he managed to get both legs over without incident and climbed down the far side of the fence, jumping off when he was three feet off the ground.

"Where to now?" Kim asked, again disturbed by the fact she was relying on Ron... but she had no choice.

"Uh... well... I don't really know."

Rufus murmured in disapproval, and Kim gave him a hard stare. "You drag us to some no-name town in Delaware, have us run around the streets in the pre- dawn hours, jump a fence into a military instillation, and now you are clueless?"

"I was clueless a long time ago, Kim," Ron said loudly before realizing his comment did not make the point he wanted.

Kim shushed him. "There could be guards around here," she whispered."

"Call Wade," Ron whispered in reply. "He's got to have a satellite over this place."

Kim rolled her eyes. Ron did have a good idea, one that she had thought of herself, but she was still irritated he didn't know where they were going. She grabbed the communicator out of her pocket and Wade's image materialized on the screen.

"What up, Kim?" Wade asked.

"We're at the Marine base, but Mr. 'I know the way' is a bit lost."

"OK, give me a minute to pull up some satellite images. There really are not too many looking at that place... it's just helicopter junkyard, basically."

"As long as it has helicopters somewhere," Kim said, glancing at Ron and then returning her attention to Wade. "I haven't seen any."

"OK, I got images, but some bad news. Like I said, this place is a junkyard for old helicopters... a lot of them aren't in one piece, let alone flyable." Wade reached for a drink and then began typing furiously. "I have an idea Kim, but it is going to take a while."

"Let me know as soon as you have something."

"You'll be the first." The screen went black. Kim turned to Ron, furrowing her brow.