Galerians: Ron
Homebound
It was noon by the time Ron saw the city of Michelangelo appearing in the distance. He'd driven for hours after leaving his home, trying to ignore his fatigue. It won out in the end though and he found himself pulling into a truck stop and curling up in the backseat. It wasn't comfortable in the least but it would do in a pinch.
Sleep only lasted a few hours before he was woken up by a trucker knocking on the windshield. The man was just checking to see if he was all right. Awake and reasonable refreshed, Ron continued on his way.
As he drove he thought over his dreams and what his parents had told him and the implications that lay within. He didn't know what to think or feel, but confusion seemed to be dominant at the moment. Ron didn't understand why he was doing what he was doing. None of it made sense. He was trying to find a girl calling for him directly into his mind and was going after a man to avenge the parents he had can't really remember.
That was why he didn't tell Kim about this little trip. Kim may say she can do anything, but she can't. He knew that when push came to shove she wouldn't kill anyone. She wouldn't cross that line. The thing is Ron always knew that it might come to that in the missions they went on. That was a big part of why he kept going on them despite being the sidekick, the distraction, the one nobody remembers. He'd cross the line to make sure she came out alive.
But killing a psycho to save someone you care for is one thing, this was something entirely different. He was considering cold-blooded premeditated murder. Whether he would go through with it or not was beside the point. He just didn't want Kim to see him like this.
His mind continued to wander across what he has been force to see as truth as he passed a sign. Welcome to Michelangelo City.
Had Ron looked in his mirror he would have seen a faint blue light in the shape of a man next to the sign. As the light faded a shirtless man in overalls stood there. He was tall and lanky but well muscled. His eyes were two different colours; one blue and the other brown. A sinister grin played on his lips.
"Well, well. I thought I sensed something familiar approaching. Welcome home Rion."
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As Ron was entering Michelangelo City Kim was walking down the hallways of Middleton High School towards the cafeteria. She had the vain hope that they would serve something edible today. Most days it just made her grimace looking at the mush they tried to pass off as a meal. Then Ron would make her laugh with a stupid joke about it and they would suffer through it in peace.
Ron wasn't here today though. She was glad really. He had tried to hide how beat again he was yesterday, but it had still showed. To her anyways. Kim didn't say anything to him even though she was worried about him. It wasn't just the tired thing either. He just seemed to get more and more out of it during the last month or so. She kept hoping that he would bounce back from whatever was going on and was glad that he stayed home to take care of himself today.
She couldn't help the grimace as the lunch lady put some… well… something vaguely meat-like on her tray. The familiar chime of her kimmunicator could be heard as soon as she took her seat across from Monique.
"What's the sitch, Wade?" She greeted the young genius.
"Drakken and Shego again. They escaped from custody again and stole a laser from a military research facility near Denver."
"Another laser? Haven't they learned that the laser thing never works?" Kim said shaking her head. "Got a location for me?"
"Tracked them to a lair in a mountain range in British Columbia."
Kim rolled her eyes at the screen. "Don't tell me he's trying to take over Canada again!"
Wade simply shrugged. "Don't know. I do have a ride set up for you though. I'll call Ron and have him meet you."
"Don't Wade." She told him giving him a serious look. "He's been out of it lately and needs the rest. It"s just a Drakken plan, how much trouble could it really be?"
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"First I will aim the laser at mirrors positioned on the moon. The beam will then travel back to Earth at any city I choose! They will have no choice but to name me ruler of Canada!!!" Drakken exclaimed as he told his so called sidekick his plans. Shego was sitting in a corner flipping through a magazine doing her best to ignore him. It didn't work. Nothing seemed to drown this blowhard out.
"Firstly," She said as she put her magazine aside. "The laser-moon thing was already tried. Does operation too complicated to actually work ring any bells!"
Seeing the scientist's blank look she continued. "Secondly you already tried to take over Canada with a weather machine. Both plans sucked on their own and still suck put together."
"Already tried it huh? Well if you're so smart then what do you think we should do Shego? Shego. Shego! SHEGO!" She wasn't paying attention anymore as she stood up with a far off look in her eyes. After a moment she broke out in a grin and headed for the door.
"I'm leaving."
Drakken followed after her getting more aggravated with each step. "What do you mean you're leaving? We have a contract!"
Shego casually flicked her wrist in his direction. Green flames burst around Drakken and quickly consumed him. His screams didn't even last a minute before he fell to the ground dead.
"Not anymore." She told the corpse of her former employer. "Little brother just came home."