WARNING: This chapter contains mild sexual & adult content, language, and violence.
Chapter 5: Fall Out
Kim, Tim, Jim, and their parents watched at the breakfast table in awe as Ron shoveled in the breakfast on his plate at amazing speed.
"What? Get eggs on my face?" Ron snorted slightly before diving back in.
"Eww … just eww," Kim made a face at Ron's eating habits before finishing her own breakfast.
"He is a soldier now; Soldiers eat like that." Mr. Possible stated.
Ron and Kim looked up questioningly. "We'll look at his arm, he's got a Marines tattoo and another one I don't recognize, never heard of a branch in the military with a fox and a snake together in a symbol." Mr. Possible mused.
"I could tell you what it's for, but I'd have to kill you," Ron smirked.
"Wait … I recall an organization a few years ago; they had a symbol similar to that, but last I heard they disbanded, ever heard of Foxhound, Ron?" Mr. Possible smirked as the boy started to choke.
"W-Well, It's about time to head to school," Ron gulped, changing the subject, and getting up to his feet, "Ready, KP?"
Kim nodded, but eyed him suspiciously, "I forgot something in my room, meet you at my car, Ron," She said, running up the stairs.
She shut the door behind her and pulled out her Kimmunicator, "Wade, you there?"
"Yup, what's up, Kim?" Wade responded.
"Find anything yet?" she asked intently.
"I found one mention of Solid Snake," Wade stated, "His name is mentioned to being involved in stopping terrorists at some place called Shadow Moses, but no real information."
"Ok, see what you can find out about that and also see what you can find out about something called Foxhound as well," Kim said, biting her lip, "I've gotta go; Ron's waiting on me." Wade wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at the comment, and Kim blushed, "I've got a boyfriend already, remember, Dweeb?"
"Yeah, I remember Dweeb; I don't know what you see in him either," Wade laughed, "You better get to school. I'll contact you if I find something. Wade out."
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"Nice of you to decide to join us Ms. Possible, Mr. Stoppable," Snake said at the head of their senior biology class.
"Sorry, Mr. Pliskin," Kim apologized as she and Ron took their seats.
"Now where was I … oh yes," Snake smiled, "there are certain points on the body that are extra sensitive. Most people call them pressure points. They can be used in medicine, massage, and also … sexual activities," He said, smirking at the last part and at the various blushes and interested looks across the room.
"Now for a demonstration; Ron, would you mind helping me out," Snake smiled as Ron shook his heard rapidly, "You see class, Ron and I have worked together before on this very subject, haven't we, Partner?"
"I loath you, Snake," Ron growled under his breath as he walked up to the front of the class, before a table.
"Ok, now, who shall get a nice relaxation treatment?" Snake mused, ignoring his long time student.
A moment later, almost all the girls in the room's hands went straight up.
Ron followed Snake's sinister gaze to the only girl that didn't have her hand raised, and his eyes went wide in fear, "ooooh no!" he hissed under his breath at Snake.
"Kimberly dear, you seem a bit tense; let's see what we can do about that," Snake said as Kim's head snapped up, her green eyes widened as far as they could go.
"No, that's ok … I really …" She started, but 'eep'ed when Snake walked back to her seat, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her to the front.
"Oh no, I insist my dear, just lie back and let Ronniekins work his magic fingers," He said, giving Ron a sinister smile.
Kim laid back and adjusted her hair out of the way. Ron gently removed the sling from her shoulder and arm and Kim placed both her arms straight down her sides. 'Ok, Ron, just stick to KP's shoulders and neck, and you won't risk getting in trouble,' Ron thought as he began to gently run his fingers around the specific spots Snake had showed him years ago to relax and increase healing in another person.
He concentrated on her neck and shoulder blades, especially around the bandage and wound on her shoulder. 'Maybe this isn't so bad …' Ron thought before Kim let out a faint moan, 'is she … purring?'
He looked down and gulped at the dreamy look on Kim's face and her half closed eyes as she wiggled slightly into his hands. "Booyah …" Kim groaned softly in pleasure. As Ron rubbed her shoulders, she unconsciously rubbed her cheek into his wrist and arm affectionately.
"That's enough, Mr. Stoppable," Snake said, receiving a surprised look from Ron and a death glare from Kim.
"You both may return to your seats," Snake said as Ron helped a lightheaded Kim to her seat, receiving a death glare from Josh Mankey and Kim receiving glares from every girl in the class.
"Now open your books to page 243," Snake said, continuing the class.
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Kim walked out of the class, finding it strange how the stiffness and soreness was completely gone from her shoulder and arm. "Hey, Kim," Josh said, kissing her cheek, "So, you like Stoppable's little massage?" he asked, spitting out Ron's last name.
"Actually, yes," Kim smiled, "he did very good; I never knew he could do something like that."
"He's not who he was," Josh warned, "He's different. I don't think you should trust him as much as you used to. He could be using you for something."
"Josh!" Kim gasped angrily, glaring at her boyfriend, "Ron and I grew up together; I know him better than I know myself!"
"Then where has he been the last three years, and why hasn't he told you?" Josh asked, sounding almost like he cared about her, "If he has nothing to hide, why doesn't he tell you where he's been?"
Kim looked down and bit her lip, "I don't know …" Kim said under her breath, "I've … I've gotta go, talk to you later, Josh," she then walked off and Josh smiled before turning and walking over to where Bonnie was standing.
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Ron leaned against the side of the bleachers, watching Meryl showing the cheerleaders a routine that most professionals couldn't pull off. He couldn't help but chuckle as Bonnie and Tara tumbled to the ground in a near knot.
Ron heard footsteps coming up behind him, but didn't really pay any mind to them until, "Hey, Stoppable," Josh's voice said from behind him.
Ron started to turn toward him, but met a large fist connecting to his jaw, sending him tumbling to the ground, "That was for touching my girlfriend today, and screwing up our fun last night," Josh growled as the Football Team surrounded him and Ron.
Ron shook his head to clear the cobwebs before jumping back to his feet, "Oh, which girlfriend was that, Monkey, Kim or Bonnie?" Ron asked, popping his neck.
"Are you accusing me of cheating on KP?" Josh asked, emphasizing Ron's private nickname for Kim.
Across the field, Meryl caught the crowd, spotted Ron in the center, and pressed her ear, "Snake, we've got a code red on the football field, repeat, code red on the football field. Ron is going to hurt somebody!"
"What? Sweet, it looks like a fight, girls!" Bonnie called, "let's go cheer!"
"Huh?" Kim asked, looking over and seeing Ron and Josh standing in the center of the crowd, "Oh no …"
"You know what, Stoppable?" Josh smiled, "I've been wanting to do this for some time …" He said as he reared back and threw a punch. It connected with Ron's stomach, but Ron barely flinched.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Snake said, pushing through the crowd, "If you want to fight, let's do it the right way! Kickboxing ring. Ten minutes. I'm the ref. Let's go."
"Snake!" Meryl hissed under her breath, "Are you nuts? he'll kill him!"
"No, he won't," Snake smirked, "I trained him better than that, plus I'll be in there."
"That's not very reassuring …" Meryl mumbled, but followed him and the others into the gym.
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A few minutes later, the football team and the cheerleaders stood around the kickboxing ring with Ron, Josh, and Snake standing in the center. Ron and Josh were wearing only boxing shorts, padded shoes, and kickboxing gloves.
"Ok, let's make this clean, but no holds barred, winner wins the argument, what ever the hell it is. Ok? Agreed? Touch gloves." Snake said as the two hit their gloves together roughly, "Alright, let's get it on!"
Josh got the first move in with a kick at Ron's face, but Ron easily caught it in his gloved hands. Josh in a rage threw a one-two combo, but Ron again easily blocked the attack.
Outside, the group was going wild except for Kim, who was watching the fight carefully and worriedly.
"Would you stop blocking and fight back?" Josh commanded, punching at him again, but again only to be blocked.
"You don't want me to do that," Ron smirked as he blocked another kick.
"Maybe I can persuade you …" Josh smiled moving in close. "She really is a little slut, you know? Easiest bag I've ever had and all I have to do is call and she comes running."
Ron narrowed his eyes, but continued to block the attacks, now struggling to keep his self-control. "I will admit she is hot, and you should see her in bed; she really is a wild cat, you know? And a screamer at that, I love screamers, don't you?"
Josh opened his mouth to spout something else out, but all that came out was blood. No one in the room saw Ron throw the punch, but they could plainly see the glove pushing into the point just below the ribcage.
Josh's eyes were wide as he stumbled backwards, coughing before falling backwards completely knocked out.
The room fell quiet, and Ron turned to the football team, "Anyone else want a go?"
If the team moved as they did just then, they would have no trouble winning the championship. The Cheerleaders gapped as the big, strong, football players scrambled all over the place trying to find an exit. Ron looked over the cheerleaders, with a confident smile on his face, but couldn't see Kim anywhere.
"Why were you so rough on him?" Kim snapped from behind him. He turned to see her squatted down with Josh's head pillowed on her thighs, "Where did you even learn to fight like that?"
Ron just narrowed his eyes on Josh, and turned his back exiting the ring.
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Almost an hour later, Kim walked into her living room to find Ron on the couch with his feet kicked up on the coffee table. "Where did you go? I thought you were riding home with me today?"
"Felt like walking," Ron stated, his voice devoid of emotion, "Besides shouldn't you be nursing your loving boyfriend back to health?"
"You never answered my question; where did you learn to fight like that?" Kim pressed on, "The Ron I knew wouldn't do that. The Ron I knew always looked for ways around violence. He didn't enjoy fighting … or killing."
"You think I enjoyed that?" Ron asked looking up at her with ice-cold eyes, "Do you think I enjoyed killing the guards or Shego? Do you think that?"
"You know, I don't know what to think right now?" Kim retorted, "I thought you were one of the good guys, but I'm starting to wonder about that."
"Good guys?" Ron laughed almost frighteningly before standing up and walking toward Kim. She didn't even know she was moving away from him 'til her back hit the wall. She then gasped when Ron stopped mere inches from her and placed his arms on either side of her pinning her in, "Here's a little reality check, Kim, there are NO Good Guys, and there are NO Bad Guys."
"I don't believe that, Ron," Kim spoke, her voice slightly trembling as he stared down at her.
"Oh, of course you don't, you're the great Kim Possible, Defender of Middleton, arch foe to the likes of Drakken, DNAmy, Monkey Fist and a variety of other childish 'super villains'." Ron spoke with a strange sinister-ness to his voice that shook Kim to her core, "You've always fought a few nutcases who screw themselves over, but have you ever been in a situation where you knew beyond a doubt you were going to die? Were you ever tortured for no other reason than some sadistic bastard's cheap amusement. Have you ever had to watch innocent people die and do nothing about it because it was done by one of the 'Good Guys'?"
Kim could say nothing; his words and the look in his eyes were enough to terrify her completely.
"There aren't any Good Guys or Bad Guys anymore, Kim," Ron said, his voice softening slightly, "There are people who fight and people who don't. That's all there is to it. I used to be like you, but you know what, my innocence has been gone for over three years. I'm not saying what you do is wrong; you do a great thing, but not everyone can be a hero. You've got the battle innocence still, and I don't know how you've managed to keep it this long, but you still do, so hang on to that. Me, I've lost that, yes, I've hurt people; I've killed people, but I'm a soldier. I did what I had to do to complete my mission. That's what I am now, Kim, the Ron you knew isn't here anymore whatsoever. I AM a soldier. My life only revolves around my missions."
Ron sighed and looked down to see her looking down and had to strain his hearing to catch her words, "Is that all this is right now?"
"What?" Ron asked in confusion.
"The only reason you came back here, came back to me, is it for a mission?" Kim asked while looking up, and Ron saw tears rimming her green eyes, "You'd never come back if not for a mission here, you never had any intention of keeping your promise to me …"
"Kim …" Ron started, his eyes softening.
"Don't lie to me. Why are you here? are you on a mission?" Kim asked, glaring at him as a tear slid down her cheek.
Ron stared back for a moment, taken aback, before gathering his nerve. "Yes," He sighed, not able to hold the eye contact. His head snapped back toward her when he heard a small sob.
"You said we'd always be partners," Kim choked, "You promised you'd come back to me; you promised!"
"KP … please …" Ron said, reaching to wipe away a tear, but she slapped the hand away.
"Don't touch me! And don't call me that! That was my best friend's name for me, and you're not him, not anymore!" Kim snapped, pushing him away, "I don't even know you! Go, and get your little mission over with so you can get out of my life, Shadow Snake, I don't want anymore reminders of the best friend I'll never see again!" she sobbed before running up the stairs to her room, and slamming the door behind her.
Ron sighed and sat down roughly on the couch, resting his face in his hands.
Around ten minutes later, a knock came on the door, and Ron rubbed his eyes before going to answer it. On the other side of the door stood Josh, who upon seeing Ron flinched slightly, "Um … Kim called, she sounded upset …" Fear was written all over his face.
Ron blinked a few times, and sighed before stepping out of the way, "She's in her room," he surrendered. Keeping her boyfriend away from her won't help his popularity points with his best – correction, probably ex-best friend. He watched Josh walk up to the room and took his seat back down on the couch.
"Shadow, you there?" came Otacon's voice over Ron's CODEC.
"What's up, Otacon?" Ron said, pressing into his ear.
"Whoa, you sound more gloomy than usual, what's wrong?" Otacon asked.
"No, nothing important," Ron lied, "Is anything wrong?"
"Snake needs you back here ASAP," Otacon said, "Thinks he has a lead on Ocelot's location. We think he's right under your nose."
"Good, I feel like killing somebody right now," Ron said, standing up and grabbing his Sneak Suit from his bag, "On my way."
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"I hate to say it, but I told you so," Josh said, sitting beside the crying Kim and rubbing her shoulders affectionately.
"I thought he really came back to me. I thought we'd be partners again, and it would be like it was," Kim whimpered, "I know I've changed a lot, but Ron isn't Ron anymore. Why did he have to change so much?"
"I don't know, baby," Josh said, leaning over and kissing her neck softly. Kim moaned softly as Josh ran his hand over her midriff and up her tank top.
She turned to him before giving him a passionate kiss, then pulled back helping him remove her tank top then her bra. The two went back to kissing, as Josh laid her back on the bed pinched her budding nipple in his fingers.
He gave her breast a quick squeeze causing her to let out a half gasp half squeak, not realizing the door was opening.
"Hey, Kimmie Cub, I'm home," Her father said walking in, "Your mother said she'd be late with your brothers, so it will be just me you and Ron for … for … for … WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?"
"Dad? W-What are you …" Kim gasped, covering her bare chest with a pillow.
"I can explain, sir …" Josh said in his best asskisser voice.
"It's not-" Kim started, but her father cut her off.
"Don't you dare say 'it's not what it looks like', young lady!" Her father barked, narrowing his eyes on the two teens, "It's time we had a talk right now."
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Ron in his sneak suit ran into the living room of his old home, and the inhabitants all looked at him in confusion.
"Shadow, what the hell are you doing here?" Snake asked in confusion, "You're supposed to be watching the Possibles, is something wrong?"
"Otacon called, said you had the location of Ocelot," Ron asked, "So where is he?"
"Um I didn't call, Shadow," Otacon said nervously, "Meryl has had radio duty all afternoon …"
"But it was you, you said Snake found Ocelot's location, that he was right … under …" Ron said, trailing off at the end as realization hit, "Oh fuck me sideways …"
"You were led away!" Snake barked, grabbing his SOCOM.
"KP!" Ron cried, ignoring the others and running back out to his bike.
"Wait for me, kid!" Snake barked, running out pulling on his Sneak Suit, then jumping on the back of the bike.
Snake was almost thrown off as Ron took off, popping a wheelie out of the drive way.
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"I'M EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD!" Kim screamed from one side of the bedroom at her father on the other side with Josh sitting in the middle scared to death.
"Yes you are, BUT you're STILL LIVING UNDER MY ROOF," her father retorted just as loudly, "MY WAY OR THE HIGH WAY, KIMBERLY ANNE!
"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?" Kim snapped, pacing around the corner of her room in an angry manner, "YOU GOING TO KICK ME OUT FOR DOING SOMETHING YOU DON'T APPROVE OF? HOW MANY LITTLE THINGS HAVE YOU DONE IN HERE THAT DROVE ME NUTS?"
"THAT DOESN'T MATTER, YOUR MOTHER AND I PAY THE BILLS," Her father retorted angrily, pointing his finger at his daughter, emphasizing his words, "WE PAY FOR MOST OF YOUR LITTLE ADVENTURES AND YOUR SPORT CAR'S REPAIR BILLS, AND THIS IS THE THANKS WE GET?"
"OH GEE THANKS, DAD, I AM SO THANKFUL YOU'VE ACCEPTED THE BURDEN THAT I AM SO GRACEFULLY!" Kim screamed, her face bright red in anger, "IF I'M THAT MUCH OF A BURDEN MAYBE I SHOULD LEAVE! THAT WOULD BE BEST FOR ALL OF US; I CAN DO WHAT I THINK IS BEST AND I'LL HAVE YOU OUT OF MY LIFE!"
"Perhaps I can aid you in that, my dear," Another voice called from the door.
Kim's head snapped at the intruder and her eyes suddenly widened in shock and fear, "Ocelot?"
"That's my name; don't wear it out" Revolver Ocelot said, twirling his gun in his hand.
Kim jumped into action, kicking Ocelot across the face and throwing a combo of punches and kicks at him only to realize they were doing nothing.
"Such a valiant effort, but I expected more from the Legendary Kim Possible," Ocelot said, back handing Kim hard, and sending her down to the floor.
Josh saw his girlfriend sprawling across the floor, then glanced up at the open door, and finally looked down at Kim one more time. He finally did what he thought best: he made a dash for the door.
"Such a faithful and loyal boyfriend you have, Ms. Possible," Ocelot said, pulling his gun and shooting the retreating Josh in the ass, and laughed as he screamed like a young girl and tumbled down the stairs. "Even Shadow Snake is better than that guy, yet you take him over the big Boy Scout? Oh well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder."
Kim started to pull herself on her hands and knees, but a quick blow to the back of the head with the handle of Ocelot's revolver sent her to dreamland. The madman picked the teen hero up and threw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, and pointed the gun at Dr. Possible, "C'mon, let's go, my good Doctor."
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Ron's bike came to a screeching stop at the front of the Possible home and the chopper rising into the air. Ron and Snake raised their SOCOMs at the gray head of Revolver Ocelot in rear passenger compartment. He smiled down at the two Foxhound Agents before raising the unconscious Kim Possible by the hair of her head, and putting his gun to her head. Ocelot shook his head before sitting down his gun and grabbing Kim's limp arm and making her wave good bye.
"NO!" Ron cried when he saw how he was treating Kim, "LET HER GO! KP! KIM! KIIIIIIM!"
To Be Continued …