Chapter 20
-The Decision-
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"KIM!"
Time seemed to freeze for an instant as the shout reverberated off the walls of the cave-temple. The shout also drew everyone's attention to the entrance of the temple and the blond haired boy who stood there.
Ron stood there, as if in a daze, staring at the fallen form of Kim. Then, as if his feet had a mind of their own he descended the steps and started across the floor. The monkey ninjas parted for him, retreating almost completely into the darkness that surrounded the outer edges of the floor.
Finally Ron came to a stop and collapsed to his knees, a sharp pain running up his legs. Not that the blond cared, he reached out with a trembling hand then paused before finally stroking her cheek. He could feel the tears on his cheeks, but he made no sound.
As if guided by some unnamed desire he pulled Kim's lifeless body into his arms, cradling her head against his chest. Still crying he lowered his head kissing her forehead softly before speaking in a horse whisper "I'm sorry."
He heard the hesitant footsteps, he knew who it was before they cautiously placed a hand on his shoulder. They didn't speak, but they didn't need to. Ron took a deep, steadying breath and then stood cradling Kim in his arms.
Without a word he looked up at Shego, but the pale woman was looking at a wall. Then, seeming to sense she looked at him holding his gaze before she turned and left without a word.
Once she was gone the blond turned to the person standing behind him, his face showing no emotions. Yori stared back at him, for the first time her face was an open book. "Yori."
The girl nodded and took the limp body of Kim as Ron handed her over, watching silently as he kissed Kim's cold cheek one last time and placing a dangling arm on her stomach.
"Take her back to her mom and dad."
Yori bowed her head slightly talking in a low voice "Hai, meue teishu Stoppable-san." that said she turned and left him alone.
"Goodbye KP," he whispered so softly that he barely heard himself.
"Shall we begin? Shall we finally see who the true monkey master is?" a harsh, cold voice asked drawing him out of his despair.
Ron remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard the voice. He was barely aware of the monkey ninjas retreating completely into the darkness. A hatred so hot, so consuming, had welled up inside him making it hard to think let alone speak.
The blond finally turned speaking softly "Rufus," a minute later a pink naked mole rat scurried down his leg without protest and raced up the stairs. Once he was gone Ron clenched his hands into tight fists, focusing his brown eyes on the darkly dressed Monkey Fist.
The simian man twirled the Lotus blade expertly in his hand, his smile making him look both demonic and demented.
Ron approached slowly, each step even and sure. For the first time ever, his mind was not racing in a thousand different directions. For the first time ever it was fixated on only one thing: Monkey Fist. Ron stopped just across from the English lord, eyes hard. Without a word he slipped into a fighting stance.
His silent challenge was answered immediately as Monkey Fist leveled the Lotus Blade before him. Silence hung between them, filled with the silent promise of murderous intent. Monkey Fist was the first one to break the stand off, he moved forward with inhuman speed, seeking to run his opponent through with his sword.
Ron responded just as fast, rushing forward and twisting so that the gleaming blade passed harmlessly through the air. Monkey Fist rounded on the ball of his foot, swinging his arm around trying to slash the teen in the back but found the himself falling backwards from a leg sweep.
The simian man recovered quickly, managing to get a hand under him to cushion the impact and perform a backwards shoulder roll before standing.
"You killed Kim." Ron said flatly.
Monkey Fist nodded as he lifted his sword "Yes, I did."
"I'm going to kill you!" Ron shouted as he charged forward, so fast that it caught Monkey Fist by surprise. With a wordless roar he smashed his shoulder into Monkey Fist's chest carrying them both across the room into a pillar.
The force of their impact created cracks running the full length of the pillar. Monkey Fist stood there stunned and winded, giving Ron the chance to land several punches. One to the mans stomach doubled him over, then an upset elbow stood the man back up right, followed immediately by a hammer-fist into the monkey lords collar bone snapping it.
The pain seemed to snap Monkey Fist out of his inability to move and he smashed a palm heel to the side of the boy's head. However, it had no effect and Monkey Fist was forced to throw it twice more before Ron stumbled away, stunned. Roaring Monkey Fist launched himself toward his stunned enemy, the silver blade whistling through the air.
Ron collapsed at the last minute so it passed harmlessly over head, giving the blond long enough to recover and stand. Angered, Monkey Fist spun and began his attack anew, the blade moving in its deadly dance so fast that it left an after image, but still the blade never found its target.
Ron was driven by his anger, it made him move faster than ever. He dodged each swing and thrust of the blade. Twisting out of the way, and leaping, driving Monkey Fist to attack faster and faster. Yet Ron never once looked at the sword, instead concentrating on his arch-foe. Suddenly the blond lunged forward as the blade slashed harmlessly in front of him, the look of Kim's dead eyes filling his mind.
Monkey Fist startled tried to move back and slash his sword back at Ron's side, but the blond grabbed the wrist of the sword hand stopping it with jarring force. An instant later Ron launched three rapid punches to Monkey Fists face, breaking his nose. A howl of pain escaped Monkey Fist and he lashed out with a round kick aimed for the blonds knee, only to have his shin cracked by Ron's responding round kick.
Monkey Fist hobbled back, finally released he brought his sword up instinctively to stare at his enemy. What he saw caused a moment of panic to fill his face, Ron's aura of mystical monkey power seemed to be growing in brightness. Scared and confused Monkey Fist leaped backwards and flipped landing in a crouch on the pillar snagging his fingers into the raised design of a monkey on it.
Ron eyed the man and the sword then the neighboring pillar. His anger, hot as it was, was also tempered by something else, a phrase, What would Kim do. Ron narrowed his eyes, he knew what she would do Kim would kick that pillar and try to get it to smash into Monkey Fist. Yelling Ron launched himself with all the mystical monkey power he had towards the pillar he was targeting.
Monkey Fist it seemed had been waiting for this move and hurled a now transformed Lotus Blade at the airborne blond. The spear whistled through the air right on target, but at the last instant it flipped and transformed once more into the Lotus Blade. Ron's hastily thrust out hand grasped the hilt, flipping head over heels from the blades forward momentum.
"Return!" Monkey fist screamed watching the blond land in a crouch, weapon held out at his side tip towards the floor. The simian lord stared in disbelief as the blond stood and the Lotus Blade refused his shouted command. "RETRUN!" Monkey Fist shouted once more, but fell silent as he noticed that the mystical monkey power aura that had been surrounding his hand was now dull.
Ron wasn't sure what was going on, things were becoming crisper and louder. He could pinpoint the hiding Monkey Ninjas by their breathing. He didn't care though, Monkey Fist was now weaponless he was going to kill the simian man. For Kim. Without a second thought he hurled the Lotus Blade away wanting to do it with his bare hands.
The Lotus Blade glinted in the light of the cave-temple as it hurtled through the air to burying itself hilt deep in a wall, with the recognizable screeching of metal on stone.
Monkey Fist, sensing the danger he seemed to be in released his grip on the pillar and flipped backwards into the darkness. He blended into the shadows, slowing his heartbeat and his breathing in an attempt to make himself invisible. "I thought you were going to kill me." He said, throwing his voice.
Ron charged where the sound of the voice was but found nothing, but still he responded "I am."
"Why?"
Ron spun towards the sound of the voice his eyes straining to see into the darkness "You killed Kim."
"I only stopped her life," Monkey Fist whispered and Ron darted his eyes to where the voice had come from "But you killed her." The blond blinked, unable to find his opponent. "You let her face me knowing I would kill her," Monkey Fists cold voice whispered from somewhere in the darkness "You sent her to her death."
Ron glanced all around, eyes narrowed "She was a hero."
"Yes and you are a killer," the simian man answered from directly behind the blond "I've seen your dreams, from since our first fight. I know the dark secret you hide in your heart." His cold laughter filled the air as Ron spun throwing a hammer-fist but struck nothing.
The blond spun back around, his anger and hatred lacing his words "Come out and face me!"
Monkey Fists cold, high laughter trailed off "Oh yes, so we can fight honorably." A moment later a dozen throwing stars whistled out of the darkness from the far side of the temple forcing Ron to nimbly dodge each one "I am ninja, we do not fight honorable fights."
"You're insane."
"No," Monkey Fist said finally appearing in the center of the monkey outline on the floor "I'm you. Everything you'll become, if I let you live. As I said, I know your secret, I've dreamed of killing Kim Possible for only two years," he smiled evilly at Ron "But you, you've been dreaming of killing her just about your entire life."
"Liar!" Ron roared as he launched himself forward, a flurry of movements followed and then Ron's elbow found Monkey Fists cheek and a round kick found his ribs, snapping at least two "I Love her!"
The simian man stumbled sideways but caught the next punch and twisted bending the blond over and landing a leg sweep and a knife hand to the chest. Ron's feet left the floor his head and shoulder smashing into the floor hard. "Love is fleeting. I loved my wife and I killed her, you loved Kim but you would have killed her eventually." Monkey Fist said from his fighting stance.
Ron remained motionless for a moment, Monkey Fists words firing his anger and mystical monkey power. He rolled to his side and regained his feet, eyes narrowing once more. He would not let Monkey Fist win, he would not let him get away with killing Kim. "I'd never harm a hair on her head."
Monkey Fist smiled coldly and twisted a hand motioning for Ron to come at him "Bring it..."
The jungle was quiet, it was odd how in their rush to the mountain they had never noticed that. Yori dully thought as she carried the limp cold body of Kim through the jungle. She elbowed a vine out of the way and reached a clearing, then knelt lowering Kim's body to the ground.
A quick check of the pulse, a hand over the mouth and nose to feel for air and she found nothing. Monkey Fist had struck true, he'd taken Kim's life. The ninja knelt there dumbly, her mind a jumble of thoughts, but she sprang to a fighting stance as a voice spoke from behind her.
"He's not coming."
The Japanese girl eyed the seemingly relaxed olive tinted woman and nodded "That is how it must be."
"Is she really dead?" Shego asked coolly.
Yori nodded "She is indeed dead. There is no hope of bringing her back with medical attention."
Shego's face remained emotionless, but her voice was far from it "So he killed her." there was a surprising amount of vehemence in her voice "Goody for him..."
"I must take her body back her family," Yori said softly "It was Ron-san's wish."
Shego shook her head "That's not my concern." She eyed the prone form of Kim then sighed "Follow me, I brought my hover craft."
"Domo," Yori said as she bowed, then turned and knelt picking up Kim's body and stood following the other girl. The entire time, Yori's mouth was moving as she spoke under he breath while a barely visible green glow shimmered just under both Kim and Yori's shirts.
Stumbling back the tall simian man stared wild eyed at the blond boy whose blow had just slipped past his defenses. Monkey Fist shook his head spitting blood out of his mouth as he returned to his fighting stance "Her life was nothing. She was a meaningless pawn."
The English lord swiftly blocked several blows from the blond, then retaliated by nailing Ron squarely in the chest with a punch. This blow should have caused the boy to stumble back or to collapse, but instead it seemed to infuriate him. Monkey Fist was hard pressed to block the incoming attacks, but he managed it.
The simian man quickly threw a series of punches and kicks, but Ron dodged them all expertly before catching Monkey Fist's left arm in an iron grip. Without hesitation he snapped both the elbow and the wrist in one fluid movement.
The scream that issued from Monkey Fist filled the cave temple, but it was cut off as Ron followed up with a punch to his enemy's mouth knocking several teeth loose.
Monkey Fist collapsed to the ground in a daze of pain, however he still had enough presence of mind to roll away from Ron and stare up at the blond. Growling low, Monkey Fist stood, slipping into his fighting stance holding his left arm limp at his side. "I will grind your bones to dust and dance on her grave."
Ron Stoppable started towards him with slow even steps, brown eyes cold and uncaring. The greenish-yellow glow surrounding him now as bright as the noon time sun "YOU KILLED HER!"
Monkey Fist smiled, blood smearing his teeth. "I see you're still hung up on that."
Ron stopped, just out of reach of the man speaking in an even, cold voice "I'm going to make you feel all the pain that I felt when you killed her and then I'm going to kill you."
Monkey Fist laughed and charged, lashing out with a flurry of right-handed techniques but struck only air as the boy dodged each one. Ron delivered a punishing block to the man's forearm and grabbed the man on either side of his head before jerking him down into his rising knee.
He repeated this action several times before he shoved the dazed form of Monkey Fist away. The simian man stumbled to the side and went down on his knees. Nose and mouth bleeding, he coughed, standing once more "Is this all you felt? I thought it would be worse."
Ron's foot sailed through the air and smashed into the monkey man's chest, lifting him off the floor and sending him hurtling back into a nearby wall. Before the simian man had a chance to recover Ron was there applying pressure to his forearm as he pressed hard on Monkey Fist's windpipe.
In a blind panic Monkey Fist lashed out with his good arm and struck the blond's temple, but it had no effect. Twice more he struck, each successive blow growing weaker. Then before he blacked out the pressure on his throat disappeared only to be immediately replaced by a fist smashing into his ribs snapping even more.
Monkey Fist's eyes went wide with pain as each set of ribs was slammed into. Each blow was followed with a successive snapping noise, until finally the blows stopped and the simian man was allowed to collapse to his knees and clutching his ribs with one arm gasping for air with a deep rattling.
Weakly Monkey Fist raised his eyes to stare at his opponent to discover that the brown eyes staring back at him held no compassion or mercy. Monkey Fist moved as quick as his body would let him, his body now encased in nothing more than a faint shadow of his mystical monkey power.
Still it was fast enough and he caught Ron in the stomach doubling the boy up. Without wasting time Monkey Fist stood and grabbed the boy's hair with his good hand and jerked down driving the boy into his knee in one smooth motion.
Ron grunted from the blow and fell back sprawling on the ground.
"You can not beat me! You can not kill me!" Monkey Fist shouted, his breath rasping as he approached the seemingly unconscious form of Ron. Over confidant he got too close and Ron suddenly spun taking out the simian mans legs. The second Monkey Fist hit the floor Ron pounced throwing a punch.
The two fighters rolled across the floor, each seeking some advantage to this fight. Finally, adrenaline borne from desperation allowed Monkey Fist to pin Ron to the ground hard enough so that a spider web of cracks appeared. "Now you die!" With that Monkey Fist pronouncement he pulled his hand back ready to plunge the spear-hand into the boy's chest.
Ron however was not willing to go quietly and caught Monkey Fist's strike on its downward thrust. Before the simian man could pull his hand free Ron freed his other hand and snapped both the ninjas elbow and wrist. He rolled off the boy and tried to stand but failed, sobbing against his will in pain. Finally he stumbled to his feet and turned finding himself face to face with Ron.
The blond smiled coldly and tackled the monkey lord carrying him back into another pillar. This time the force of their impact was such that it sent a crack running the entire length of the pillar. Monkey Fist gasped in pain, but Ron pulled back and drove his shoulder into the simian man's chest.
Stepping back he allowed the man to collapse against him and then slid to the ground. The ninja coughed splattering the ground with blood, curling into a ball from the pain racking body. "What your feeling, the pain," Ron whispered as he crouched down near Monkey Fist "It is only a fraction of what I feel."
Monkey Fist groaned and eventually worked his way back to a standing position. Breathing heavily, the simian man slipped into the best fighting stance he could manage. The two fighters stared at each other for a moment and then Monkey Fist charged forward planting a front kick to Ron's chin.
The blond stumbled back but caught the round kick aimed at his face. Before the simian lord could react Ron threw a punch breaking Monkey Fist's, splattering his clothes with blood. The blond however wasn't finished and threw a quick upset hammer-fist breaking Monkey Fists knee before he shoved sending the man tumbling to the ground.
Monkey Fist laid there, chest struggling to rise and fall, lacking even the will to even yell in pain. The blood from his nose had drenched his face, coloring his vision.
"Come on," Ron said softly "Stand up and grind my bones to dust."
Monkey Fist closed his eyes and then, against the obvious protests of his body, stood. Wincing in pain he adjusted his weight on both legs, he took several deep rattling breath and then blocking out the pain he attempted an attack.
Shego stepped into the clearing where her black and green hovercraft sat and turned towards Yori. "Come on, sooner were gone the better."
The Japanese girl nodded and carrying Kim approached the hovercraft. Silently Shego climbed into the craft, powering up its systems. "This is a stupid thing to do you know that right?"
Yori quietly lowered Kim to the ground answering Shego "What do you mean?"
Shego glanced up from her controls "Letting Ron do this. He'll get himself killed."
Yori shook her head, studying Kim's features "No, he won't. Ron-san will win, for her sake."
"This isn't a simple fight till one's knocked out." Shego responded climbing out of her hovercraft "This is a 'fight till the other guy is dead' fight. Ron can't win."
Yori shook her head closing her eyes and then looked over at Shego opening them again "He will win. For Kim-dono's sake, he will kill Monkey Fist."
Shego remained silent, her raven tresses fluttering in the wind obscuring her face. She crossed her arms, lowering her voice "Kim wouldn't want him to kill for her."
Yori stood, her own hair fluttering in the breeze "Ron-san will anyway, he has lost his heart."
"You want him to kill," Shego said as if it was a great revelation "You want him to kill Monkey Fist. I knew I didn't like you, you're just using Kim's death to get Ron to kill."
Yori raised an eyebrow "I am ninja."
Shego snorted "You're a bitch. A manipulative one too."
"We must take Kim-dono home," Yori said in an even tone "I have no control over what happens here between Ron-san and Monkey Fist."
Shego turned on her heel and returned to her hovercraft. A few minutes later she glanced back at Yori "Get in, were leaving."
Yori nodded and turned picking up Kim's still form. She refused Shego's offer to take Kim, then once they were finally inside she knelt resting Kim upright against the side of the craft.
Shego watched, then tapped a button on the control panel, bringing the machine online. A moment later she had it slowly rising into the air, glancing at Kim she frowned. "I'm going to hate myself in the morning."
Then before Yori had time to react Shego leaped over the side, flipped landing nimbly on the ground in a crouch. She looked up at the black and green hovercraft calling out instructions "The red button starts the landing procedures, just say where you want to go and it'll take you there. Take her home."
Yori made a move as if to push a button when Shego hurled a blast of plasma at her "Go! I'm not going to let this happen." She watched with satisfaction as Yori said something and the ship spun before rocketing off into the distance.
Once they were out of sight Shego turned racing back towards the cave-temple. "Why do I have to have a conscience?" she muttered to herself as she slashed her way through the jungle.
Monkey Fist hobbled the best he could, in a desperate attempt to avoid the kicks hurtling at him. He managed for a few seconds, his blood clouded eyes straining as he pushed his body, but he was unable to continue the feat up. He stumbled, almost collapsing, giving Ron the target he wanted.
Monkey Fist screamed in pain as the round kick, perfectly placed, broke his femur and pelvis. He nearly blacked out from the sudden jarring pain, not that it mattered he collapsed to the ground now unable to move at all.
Ron stared down at the pitiful form of Monkey Fist obviously defenseless. He'd never harm anyone ever again, but it wasn't enough. Ron had learned to hate with a white-hot passion and it was that hate that drove him now. He kicked the man in the back forcing him to roll over twice till Monkey Fist was on his back staring up at the blond.
Ron stared down at the ruined form of Monkey Fist, he should feel pity or mercy or even guilt. But he felt nothing near those emotions, what he felt was righteous satisfaction and a sick, twisted pride. He felt the contempt he felt towards Monkey Fist appear on his face.
"M-mer-"the English lord tried to say, but broke off into a coughing fit of blood "S-sto-" But he was unable to finish his sentence, his internal injuries to great.
Ron frowned and straddled the man's stomach "Die," that said he began to bring his fists down into the man's face. Over and over he punched, over and over till his hands and upper arms were covered in blood and Monkey Fist's face resembled nothing even remotely human.
The only signs that he was still alive were the weak, pathetic sounds he was making. Still, Monkey Fist clung to life, despite Ron's wishes. The blond stopped, breathing heavily and thrust his hand out, palm down "Here!"
A loud scraping noise of metal on stone filled the air and then the Lotus Blade whistled through the air to slide perfectly into Ron's hand. The blond lifted his arm the point aimed at Monkey Fists chest. He stared into the blood misted eyes as images of Kim flashed through his mind.
"I'll see you in hell," Ron hissed at the man, tensing as if to plunge the sword down. But now, at the end, he didn't seem able to move. He wanted so badly to kill Monkey Fist, to erase him from the face of the Earth. He wanted revenge, he wanted Kim, he wanted to just do it.
But he couldn't bring himself to do it. The easiest thing in the world and now he couldn't do it. He was letting Kim down, this was the bastard that had killed her and he couldn't take his life. He was pathetic.
Ron narrowed his eyes, no he would do this, for Kim, he would do this for her. Then before he could follow through a voice spoke from behind him.
"Its hard isn't it," the sound of footsteps followed the voice "the first one is always hard."
Ron's hate filled mind struggled to place a name to the familiar voice and then he frowned.
"Go ahead and kill him," the female said reaching his side finally, crouching down to be eye-level with him. "He won't be the last though."
"Don't try to help him!" Ron shouted snapping his head up to glare at Shego.
"I'm not," the pale woman responded calmly "I'm trying to help you."
Ron turned away to gaze down at his victim "He killed Kim. I'm going to kill him."
"Kill him and you're no better than he is. Besides killing him won't bring her back." Shego said softly, she saw the doubt flashing in his eyes and pressed on quickly "Would Kim want you to do this? Kill him, I'm sure it'll make Kim proud."
"I want to kill him," Ron whispered the sword dropping a fraction of an inch "He needs to die..."
"Look at him," Shego urged "Really look at him. There's no fight left in him, he'll be lucky to walk ever again. That's far worse than death for him."
"You're lying," Ron whispered but the sword lowered to his side as he looked up at her.
Shego shook her head, staring him in the eye "No I'm not. You know I'm not..." she reached out touching his chest "Yori said you lost your heart, I don't think you have."
The blond stared at her blankly and then began to cry, the sword falling uselessly out of his hand. Shego caught the boy as he fell towards her, she cradled him in her arms. He cried silent tears against her shoulder and she stroked the back of his head. He turned his head burying his face into the woman hair clutching at her like a lifeline.
Finally she eased him back speaking to him softly "Yori's taking her home like you wanted."
Ron nodded numbly and then retrieved his sword, for one horrible moment he looked as if he was going to use it. Then he stood his legs' shaky. He was drained, he couldn't do this, he couldn't kill Kim wouldn't want that. Stumbling he started towards the stairs, sword tip dragging on the ground leaving a gouge behind him. He stumbled up the stairs, greeted by Rufus who scrambled up onto his shoulder making soft noises. Ron ignored his friend continuing up and out into the jungle of the island.
Monkey Fist coughed, blood spilling out of his mouth as he stared up at the dark ceiling. His entire body was in unending paining, he breath came in sharp, painful gasps. But he was alive! He would have his revenge. He would have his power, Ron might have taken it all, but he would kill him and take it back.
Suddenly a familiar female face obscured his gaze, for one wild moment he thought it was his wife but then he saw the face clearly. Her skin was smooth and pale, and thick raven tresses of hair framed her face. The villain standing over him smirked as she crouched down.
"Oh how the mighty have fallen," she said mockingly reaching out to run a sharp finger along his bruised and broken cheekbone, creating a thin bead of blood. She laughed studying him "He really did a number on you. You should thank me if I hadn't shown up, he really would have killed you."
Her eyes twinkled in malevolent amusement as she spoke "What, he rip your tongue out?" she laughed at her own joke poking his shoulder "Are you dead? Come on that was funny, you should be laughing. You should feel proud! You killed Kim Possible."
Monkey Fist closed his eyes, taking deep rattling breaths before he opened his eyes trying to speak. All he managed however was a horrible garbled sound, unable to work his jaw properly. Shego smirked "He surprised you didn't he. For a buffoon he's rather dangerous."
"W-wh-y?" the man finally managed to choke out in a mockery of human speech.
"Why? That question could cover a lot of things." Shego responded her smirk widening "Simple answer is he's a hero. What else do you need to know?"
Monkey Fist tried to move, tried to say something but wound up doing nothing more than closing his eyes once more. He could feel his body trying to give out, but he refused to die.
"He's a hero you see. Not like you or me." Shego whispered in his ear harshly. Monkey Fist felt panic welling up in him as a hand pressed against his snapped ribs. Shego continued, pressing her weight on her hand as she leaned forward "He let you live even when he knows it'll cause him problems later on. All because of her."
He opened his eyes and cut them over to stare into Shego's stony features and cold uncaring eyes as she spoke "Kim was mine to kill, her life was mine. You stole her from me, but Ron gave me a much better prize." she laughed "You'll be lucky to walk and your going to be in constant pain. That would be of course if you live."
Before the full meaning of her words could sink into Monkey Fists mind Shego slid her arm up his ruined body and grasped his throat in an iron grasp. She tensed her whole arm fighting against his taught neck muscles muttering "Sssh, come on. Die, it's the least you could do."
A loud snapping noise finally filled the air, Shego having finally broke his neck. Her eyes shone with genuine pleasure, her black lips curling into a seductive smile watching his life ebb away. "To me belongs vengeance and recompense."
She remained crouched there, watching intently as the finally traces of life faded from her victims eyes. His chest rose in one last rattling gasp for breath and then froze, his life gone leaving only a lifeless husk. Slowly the woman stood, dusted her hands and turned walking across the temple floor and up to the entrance, disappearing from view.
AR:
ainominako: Are you trying to make a point, or are you just trying to be annoying?
MondoMage: Hot diggetty dang? I think I just found a catch phrase!
Kim is stone cold dead as of this chapter. Monkey Fist, as you thought, did make a very critical mistake....You have no idea how badly Ron is screwed up inside (But tune into the sequel and you'll find out)
I'm glad that there was nothign to complain about the last chapter, hope the same holds true for this one. (As you said she is Kim) That little trinket...you'll just have to read the epilog. Fist's brother? Where'd I add that?
Coming from you, I take that Excellent as high praise.
continental-line: 'To important for words' in the words of Ron....way back at the begining of the fic. As for what role Yori will you'll see.
warprince2000: Thanks
captainkodak1: Hey, the ending couldn't have been that bad. Yes he did come into his own. Well, you saw what happened when Ron lost it...funny he could get so violent isn't it? (I'd love to see school bullies mess with him in that state wouldn't you?) You're quite welcome for the great stories.
Spice Of Life: Yuh-uh...Well you could have kill me, but then I'd have never updated.
Monkey Fist:Yes you dod leave nice reveiws. I'm sorry, I didn't get your review until after I got the one for chapter 19. I blame I sincerely apologize, I did not mean to offend you. I'm glad your being the bigger primate about not holding it against me. Don't humbug Christmas, we get a jolly fat guy giving out free presents!
ERRR.....I don't think you'll be very victorious...sorry.
Hey, its an insult. It's suppose to offend, just don't take it personally.
Hey, the ending couldn't have been that bad. Yes he did come into his own. Well, you saw what happened when Ron lost it...funny he could get so violent isn't it? (I'd love to see school bullies mess with him in that state wouldn't you?) You're quite welcome for the great stories. Yuh-uh...Well you could have kill me, but then I'd have never updated. Yes you dod leave nice reveiws. I'm sorry, I didn't get your review until after I got the one for chapter 19. I blame I sincerely apologize, I did not mean to offend you. I'm glad your being the bigger primate about not holding it against me. Don't humbug Christmas, we get a jolly fat guy giving out free presents! ERRR.....I don't think you'll be very victorious...sorry. Hey, its an insult. It's suppose to offend, just don't take it personally.Well, no I had planned on it...but its changed. Happy holidays and Good day.
dark dragon mage: Gues what, i don't care!
Wanderer3: As long as I give someone a chuckle 'm happy...and yes, I had to, couldn't besmerch the name Choji.
Well, to be honest...'Staying Dead' was my goal...btw, the Fat lady skipped off the stage. Didn't you hear the loud boom? XD
I haven't seen the Naruto epsodies, I gotta stick to the Shonen Jump publishing. What part of the story is the show up to?
Yamal: If you say so, I feel like I've updated to much. I hope this chapter lived up to all the expectantions you might have built up. Hey, I'm glad that you've enjoyed this story so far. I won't forget about 'Betrayal', but please don't miss out my sequel.
John Steppenwolf:
'Topless volleyball is the greatest game ever!'- Random stranger I met yesterday
Well no worries now (Though you wouldn't have ticked me off)
I figured you meant the Possibles, but I couldn't resist. Well, me myself I'd refer to them as Mr. and Mrs. Possible, but that's just me. XD Your right, it is a mouthful.
Hey, anythings possible for a Possible Hey, whats the point of knowing the outcome of events if were not allowed to take bets! No Fair!
He might, or he might not if I do what I have planned in the sequel. :D Yes, probably a good idea! Then I must be Heero Yuy, I do it all the time myself. (Of course, I'm suffering from a lack of sleep and paranoid. Who said that?! You're all out to get me!)
AN:
Here it is, at last. The final chapter of 'Kim Possible: The Fate of the Monkey Master'. There will of course be an epilog, so stick around for that.
Other than that, I wish to thank everyone that's left me a review over the last year. I also wish to thank ClassicCowboy and the now retired Ron Stoppable, without them I would have probably never finished this.
I hope you my faithful fans have enjoyed the story. Now, if you have any flames or criticism, this is the chapter you leave it at. I will, eventually upload a new story so please do be patient.
In the end I leave you with a quote:
'Hero's are loved by the gods, but then of course, the gods love a good joke. Think about that.'
Happy Holidays,
Geor-sama