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I do not own Kim Possible. I am a boring person. Laugh at me.

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Kim glanced outside. It was raining. 5 seconds ago it had been snowing. She looked again. Sunshine. People were outside with umbrellas, staring at the sky with confusion riddled on their faces.

She sighed, walked back over to the couch, and threw herself onto it. Her eyes glanced around the living room for the remote control, but just as she made eye contact with it, the doorbell rang.

She sat up with a groan, stretched her legs, and slowly mace her way to the door.

"Letter for a..." The Delivery man struggled to read the small printing, "Kim Possible?"

Kim took the letter, thanking the man. She settled down into the couch once again, debating whether to open the letter or not. Once again, it had no return address.

The curious side of her won, so she carefully opened the letter, setting the torn envelope aside.

'Dear Miss Kimberly Possible,

I know this is not mandatory recruitment of help, but I have a proposition for you.

I need your help. As you may or may not have heard, Dr. Drakken has been murdered. This may come across as good news, but face the reality of the situation. Drakken was not killed by the government, or anyone who meant it as goodwill. He was killed by someone as a sign of power. Whoever killed him has something else in store. They could be after me, the government, or even you. As you can clearly see, this is a big deal.

I have some information to give to you, in hopes it will lead you on your journey to finding the culprit. It is not much, but if you are anything like your website claims you are, you can solve this mystery in no time.

My first bit of information is that Drakken was killed yesterday [June 16th, 2004] at sometime around 12:30 in the afternoon. He was discovered in the basement of his lab at around 1:00 P.M by one of his henchmen.

The second clue I have for you is that Drakken was considering firing his assistant Shego, for unknown reasons. Shego was not available for comments of her boss's death.

Drakken was also preparing to steal a very valuable gemstone called, 'The Bridge Diamond', the same diamond that Duff Killigan and Lord Monty Fisk were also planning on coveting.

My advice to you would to first find the location of Drakken's Lair [The only one you have yet to destroy]. Investigate the crime scene, and the rest of the lair. Then, find Miss Shego. Question her; she may know more than she lets on.

I hope this information has been helpful. You must take action soon, before the murderer strikes again.
Sincerely,

A friend'

As a thunderstorm raged outside, Kim let the letter flutter silently to the ground. She needed to think about this. What if it was a trap? What if they were telling the truth...and she was next? She had to talk to Ron about this. She had to talk to Wade; she had to talk to Monique...

Ignoring the tornado forming outside, Kim fumbled up the stairs, and kicked open the door to her brothers' room.

"Kim! Kim, look! I made it hail outside!" Ron exclaimed, pointing happily out the window to the golf-ball sized hail falling from the sky. The people outside were now running away screaming, 'It's the apocalypse!'

" Isn't this cool?" He questioned, seemingly not noticing the people getting knocked unconscious from the ice balls.

"Neat." Kim answered flatly. "Ron, we have a situation."

"What, do you want to change the weather too?" Ron asked, "Oh! Let's make it snow again!"

"Ron, this is important!" Kim shouted crossly, grabbing his arm and steering him into her room.

"What's wrong K.P?" Ron asked, his voice filled with concern. His usual goofy smile had been replaced by a look of confusion.

Kim sighed heavily, "Read this."

Ron's eyes darted back and forth across the letter, his eyes widening at a few parts.

"Wow." He breathed finally, "This is big."

Kim nodded her head affirmatively, "I think we should talk to Wade. It might be trap."

Ron itched his head, and sat down on Kim's computer chair. "A trap? Why would someone do that?"

Kim stared at him, "Why do you think Ron? It's a good plan. Drakken fakes dead, lures us into his lair, and they win."

Ron scratched his head again, this time out of confusion, "So what do we do?"

"We talk to Wade. See what he says." Kim shrugged, hoping Wade could cross-reference the letter and see who had sent it.

She turned on the Kimmunicator, only to find that Wade's computer chair was empty.

"Wade?" She asked out loud. Then, to herself, 'Where is he?'

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I had a few problems writing this chapter, seeing as the power went out twice while I was typing it. The first time, I had however much of it I had written that far saved, so I didn't lose anything. The second time though, when I was more than halfway through it, I forgot to save, so I lost most of it. Oh well, I wrote it all over again.

We're having a huge thunder/lightning storm right now [Actually, it's almost over now], so I have to hurry up and finish this in case the power goes off again.

This chapter had clues that weren't really all that clue-ish, but guess if you want. Try to make your guesses relatively educated though. Please? :)

Anyway, don't forget to reply!