Jezrianna:Nah, you'd have to be a lot nastier than that to put me off. I admit, you've thrown me for a loop several times, but it's improved the story everytime. 5) When you've known people for a while, you tend to be able to see even the slightest difference in movement, or attitude. Sometimes you miss the big stuff, but that's neither here nor there. 6) Actually...

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"I hate flies." The man in the blue suit muttered, as he stepped out of the closet, and faced his office. There, arranged in four chairs before his desk, sat the four villains, who had given Kim Possible, the most trouble. Drakken was missing, since he was still sulking. From left to right, Monkey Fist, DNAmy, Professor Dementor, and Duff Killigan. The man in the suit sat down.

"Excuse me, but could you please get on with it? We are all busy villains, and I hate to be rude, but..." Dementor spoke up.

"Who exactly are you?" Monkey Fist asked.

"Of course." The man in the suit said, leaning forwards. "My name, is Mr. Hound. You may call me Darkwolf." Duff groaned.

"Tha's worse than Will Du." He muttered. DNAmy stared as if he was insane.

"What's the matter?" She asked.

"Darkwolfhound." Dementor muttered. Amy stared a moment, and then laughed.

"How cute!" She laughed. Monkey fist muttered something, that he made sure she didn't catch.

"Might I ask, Darkwolf, exactly why you have brought us here? Not that I object to seeing my love again, but..." Monkey Fist interjected as the laughter died. Amy smiled at the comment.

"Ah yes... You have all battled, and been defeated, by Kim Possible, am I not correct?" Sour looks, and nods answered from all four.

"I believe I have a way to destroy her permanently." Darkwolf smiled. They leaned forwards to listen. "She has now, a weakness. Two people we can go through, to get to her. Have any of you met Shego?" Only Monkey Fist shook his head. When the idol was destroyed, I believe it reset their memories as well, but Duff met her while she had a cold.

"Drakken's meanie assistant?" Amy asked. Darkwolf swallowed, and nodded.

"Yes, her. Kim and she are..." He searched for the words.

"Doing the funky monkey?" Monkey Fist asked. Darkwolf stared as if he was nuts, but nodded.

"I suppose. In any case, they are not alone. They are sharing with another. Tell me, have any of you heard of a mercenary named Adam Marcae?" Darkwolf found himself staring at four empty chairs, and the backsides of four villains trying to get out the door at the same time. "I'll take that as a yes. Please, sit down." A guard outside shoved them back through. They stared for a moment. "I SAID SIT DOWN!" He bellowed. They sat down rapidly. "Are you trying to tell me, that all four of you, powerful villains, are afraid of one man?"

"In a word, yes." Monkey Fist replied. "Do you think I'm the only one to attempt to rule over the primate hordes? He destroyed the Baboon Samurai heartlessly." He muttered something.

"I'm not the only scientist that loved Cuddle-buddies you know. We formed our own group. He put the rest of them in jail, for a long time. He said he didn't consider me a threat." She burst into tears, and Monkey Fist pulled her close, with an arm around her shoulders.

"I was noot th' only mad goolfer to come out o' Scotland." Duff spoke up. "He ran down, and ruthlessly crushed them all. Many o' them was good friends. Rivals, yes, but still good friends." He sighed.

"I met him personally. Of course he had to come after me, since no one else was smart enough to be in my league." Dementor said. There was a clang, as Duff hit him in the back of the head with a golf club. He muttered something, which Darkwolf didn't catch, but made Duff laugh. Dementor continued. "We ended up in a stand-off. I twitched, and shot him, he'd drop the dead man switch to a bomb. He twitched, the bomb went off, and we both died. We finally let each other go."

"And you're all afraid of him?" Darkwolf asked. They nodded. He sighed. What if I said that I knew how to take away any advantage they have?"

"One moment." Dementor said. They rose and walked to the other side of the office. There was a short, heated argument, and then they returned.

"We'll listen. I canna promise anythin' though." Duff, apparently appointed speaker for the group replied. Darkwolf nodded.

"I have a plan, which is simply perfect. First, we will lure them to a location, it doesn't really matter where, and knock them out. Then, we will, by virtue of our two super scientists, use a Gene Slammer, to combine them into one being, and then destroy them."

"Sound's good to me, but one question." Monkey Fist smiled. "What's a Gene Slammer?"

"A wonderful little machine, that allows you to take two or more cutesy little critters, and "Amy clapped her hands, causing everyone else to jump. "slam their little genes together, and it gets you a random result. That's the biggest problem, but Professor Dementor has a solution, don't you?" She stretched her arm out, passing the floor to Dementor. He inclined his head politely.

"As a matter of fact, I do dear lady. Before they stopped publishing my work, I wrote a paper on the possibility of controlling a Gene Slammer. I worked on it further, and brought it to a reality. Of course, in order to test my theory, I needed a Gene Slammer, and lacked the materials to build one. Since a nearby university had one, already completed, I stole it. Why build what you can steal?" Everyone nodded. "Anyway, I tested the theory, and found it worked. Mr. Marcae showed up shortly afterwards, which led to that stand off I mentioned. As he was walking out, he turned, and attacked me. I was rather surprised, but not enough so that I didn't think to dive out of the way. He unleashed lightning some how, and blew my beautiful Gene Slammer to very tiny bits." Both he and Amy shed a tear. Darkwolf let his head, drop, and bang on the desk.

"Tuesday!" He snapped as his head popped up. "We'll do it Tuesday."

"Fort Knox." Monkey Fist said. "We'll steal the gold, which will not only attract them, but also finance further evil ventures." He grinned.

"Excellent suggestion." Dementor applauded.

"Yes, so you will help me?" Darkwolf asked. The four looked at each other, then nodded as one.

"Aye, we'll help you." Duff nodded.

"Excellent." Darkwolf grinned, showing off exceedingly long canine teeth.

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"Ronald, if you don't give that back, you're going to need that wheelchair again." Adam screamed, as he leapt the couch. Kim laughed at him. Shego stared as he hit the floor, tumbled into the coffee table, and rolled to his feet. She applauded the maneuver, and Adam stopped just long enough to, bow, then he charged. Ron stepped sideways, and left his cast, sticking out. He laughed holding out the pendant, just out of reach.

"Stoppable, give it to him." Shego snapped.

"Alright." He said, and switched arms, as Adam charged. Kim winced as Ron's punch caught Adam across the chin, and dropped him to the floor. Adam moaned. Ron laughed. He stopped laughing as a blast of energy hit him in the chest, and tossed him across the room, to land in Kim and Shego's laps. They grunted as he landed. Adam caught the pendant, and put it back around his neck, tucking it into his shirt. He walked over to the couch, limping slightly. Kim glared at him.

"What? He'll be alright, and I know he didn't break any of your bones." He asked when she did so.

"Nevermind. Ron are you alright?" He moaned, and nodded. They rolled him into a sitting position between them.

"I'm sorry about that Ron, but this pendant is very important to me." Adam muttered. Ron shrugged.

"It's alright. I'm just fine." He grinned. Shego slapped him in the back of the head. "Hey, don't damage the merchandise."

"Oh, relax, I didn't hit you that hard." She chuckled. "So, what shall we do tomorrow night?"

"The same thing we do every night, save the world." Kim replied, with a laugh. Ron grinned. Adam said nothing. The Kimmunicator beeped.

"What's the sitch, Wade?" Kim asked.

"Theft, someone seems to have stolen the crown jewels. Unfortunately they hit the entire building with an electro-magnetic pulse before the attack, so none of the cameras got anything." Wade sighed. "I'm analyzing the cameras from buildings with line of sight, but far enough away to not be affected. Unfortunately, there wasn't a moon, so I have to enhance everything, then search it manually. I'll let you know when I find out more."

"Thanks Wade." Kim sighed, and rubbed the bridge of her nose. A mystery on Monday night is not something she wanted. She looked at Ron and Adam. "Maybe you had better go home, we'll need some sleep." She smiled in return when they nodded.

"Remember, sleep." Ron joked as he limped out. Adam waggled a finger in mock seriousness, before following.

"'Remember, sleep.'" Shego mocked as they listened to the car pull out of Kim's driveway. "He and Adam are the ones that never sleep." She muttered.

"He's got no one to play with though, but we do." Kim smiled. Her ribs were almost completely healed, and Shego was teasing her about her excuses running out. "Besides, I'm feeling just beautiful. Not quite tired though." She grinned. Shego stared back.

"Are you serious?" She asked. "I thought you were still blushing over the idea?" Kim smiled at her, and Shego's objections vanished, as Kim started up the stairs. "Guess that answers that question." She grinned, and followed her up.

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"I tell you Ronnie, there's nothing on earth like it. That rush of pleasure." Adam smiled fondly. Ron glared at him. "What, you mean, you've never?" Ron shook his head. "Man, you don't know what you're missing. We'll have to get Kim to help though."

"Why?" Ron asked. Adam sighed.

"Because I'm a much better swordsman than you are, and Shego doesn't like to. She wouldn't give you a challenge, and I'd mutilate you. But, I'm going to take my own advice, and get some sleep." And with that, he did. Ron shook his head.