Monday
"Wade and Mon compared notes, apparently Mon went to see her uncle the same day you had your first run in with Fisk. She remembers her Uncle showing her his prized weapons, then everything went kinda fuzzy for her."
"Wrong place, wrong time, wrong everything."
"Yep, she chalked it up to falling asleep, and when she came to her Uncle was gone."
"E.I. Ice in a brand new Monique suit killed him."
"That's what we're thinking," Kim's voice was weary, "we're guessing Ice knew of the other three hosts through various means, she saw Jackie and Lynn on their respective TV shows and Gemini from the file on my kimmunicator, but how she knew they were the host's and how she sent them the weapons is beyond us, if she remembers any of her time as Ice she's repressed it to the point where it's going to take a professional to dig it out."
"So how's Mon taking everything," Ron asked, a little mad at himself for not helping the pair all weekend.
"As well as can be expected, she's torn up, but at least she knows it wasn't really her doing it, but I think that little detail fully brought her to our side, she may not want to fight but she's fully willing to help."
"That's good, I guess, I get the whole fighting out of revenge thing," looking at her, "but it's not the best way to handle things."
"You know that, I know that, we probably need to give her a few days, if not weeks, before we try and explain that to her," the school appearing on the horizon.
"You know," the Forest Knight pointing at the school, "after everything we've seen, for me that is still the most frightening thing on this planet."
"For someone carrying a dragon in his pocket that's saying something."
Rufus, now officially dubbed Pyre, poked his head out of Ron's pants, "hey"
"No offence little flame thrower," as Kim glanced down at him.
The day largely progressed as normal till lunch.
"So we all understand what we're going to do?" Kim asked looking around the table at the other cheerleaders.
"Look Possible," Bonnie doing her best to act as though nothing between them had changed, "despite what you might think your new routine isn't to complicated for us."
"I don't know," Tara's head slightly cocked, "could you explain everything after your triple back flip again?"
"No problem, you and…." her voice cut short as someone grabbed her by the back of her shirt and pulled her to her feet, the shock of being attacked in school was the only thing that dulled her reaction time. Five feet from the table her body clicked into action as she spun and grabbed her assailants wrist, ready to drive him of her into the ground.
"Knock it off KP you gotta see this," Ron hissed, for a brief moment she considered ramming him into the ground for the hell of it, then relinquished her grip on his arm.
"This better be good," her voice low as they exited the cafeteria.
"Well that's relative," keeping his voice down as they skulked down the halls, after a few moments the sound of a metallic thud drifted through the air followed by another and another.
Mouthing the words to Ron, "what?"
Also mouthing, "you'll see," a grin growing on his face as they approached a hall enter section. Ron halted just before they entered, he waved Kim over and pointed down the hall.
Following his cues a bit worried about what she was about to see, she peaked her head around the corner and her jaw dropped. "Will?" she asked halting the GJ agent from pounding his head into a locker.
The teenager was dressed in sneakers, jeans, and a blue and gray polo shirt, his head resting on the locker, he didn't look down the hall to the source of the voice, instinct telling him Kim and Ron where approaching him. His voice somewhere between a growl and a whimper, "I play the harp."
"OK," Ron drawing the word out
"What are you doing here Will, and don't say you're here to get me for some weird job," Kim warned warily.
"Nothing so glamorous."
"Do tell," Ron quipped leaning against the wall of lockers.
"I have been temporarily relieved of my prior obligations in order to facilitate learning opportunities in a setting with a more chaotic populace in order to better permit my interaction with other populaces, internally and aboard."
Ron just stood there in silence trying to process the words.
"You mean they fired you because you couldn't get along with anybody," a hint of laughter in Kim's voice.
"Busted," Rufus added pocking his head out of Ron's pants.
"I'm not fired, I'm just not employed, but over wise yes," growling into the locker.
"And you're here because?" Kim asked worried where this was going.
"Our," looking for the right word, "one eyed friend, sent me down here."
"To this school specifically?" her voice skeptical.
Impatiently, "yes."
"Your sure your not here to keep tabs on us?" Ron asked
"I've been stripped of ever thing they gave me, I'm no better off than the rest of you."
"I'm kind of insulted," a hint of a smile on Ron's lips.
Turning his head but keeping it on the metal, "fine, I'm no better off than the vast majority of the school, and if I am here to watch you," a hint of anger in his words, "she failed to make it a point when she dressed me down. But somehow I doubt she picked this exact school and town by coincidence."
"So where are you staying?" Kim asked moving closer to the Air Knight.
"Somehow she set me up as part of the student transfer program, I'm living with a family within walking distance of the school, their name escapes me at the moment."
Shaking his head, "the things that woman can do are scary," Ron said, a slight shiver running up his spine.
"I almost have to agree with you on that," Will groaned.
"How long are you sticking around?" Kim asked hopping he'd be gone in a week.
"Hopefully when ever I learn what she sent me here to learn."
Nodding his head, "in other words indefinitely," Ron's words earning dirty looks from the pair, changing the subject quickly, "so why the head banging, generally people don't starting hating High school till the second week."
"You manipulate animals, the girls track and steal, I," his face growing red in embarrassment, "play the harp."
"Your kidding," Ron and Pyre both tried to suppress a laugh
"If only, some genius set me up with a music class, I go in and before I can help myself I'm sitting down and playing the harp in the corner. Why couldn't I get something useful Deirdre was a swordswoman, a strategist, a diplomat, a walking historical archive," his words growing angry, "and somehow I get her musical skill."
"Ok Will, calm down, it's not that bad," Kim soothed
"Yeah and what'd you get," he accused.
Scratching the back of her head, her eyes down cast, "Ihavemysticintuition."
"And sorry what did you say?"
"Mystic intuition ok," looking at him, a bit angry, "I just inherently understand things relating to magic."
Will growled as he put his head back on the cold metal, "what does an aneurysm fell like?"
"KP your not helping," as Ron put his hand on her shoulder, "how about I deal with him and you hit lunch."
Looking the two over and thinking, "why not, it's not like you can get into any trouble," as she turned around and walked down the hallway.
"So who do you have next?" Ron asked
"Someone named Barkin."
"Oh boy," shaking his head, "there are some things you need to know Mr. Barkin."
"Oh yeah," the mole rat/dragon added remembering the time he had been fused to the teacher.
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"I've done it Shego!" Drakken celebrated, dancing in his lab, "I've finally completed the ultimate scheme to take over the world!"
The green skinned woman walked in obviously irritated by her employer, "check my contract, I get an hour off a day, it started two minutes ago, so if this even borders on stupid," her hand bursting into green flame, "you and I are going to have a long painful talk."
"An electro magnetic ignition generator," a smile on his blue face.
Her hand momentarily extinguishing, "And that does?"
"Similar to an electro magnetic generator, only instead of simply turning the equipment off it causes a chain reaction in it, causing it to overload and explode," his voice erupting into laughter.
She looked at him for a brief moment the plan running through her head, "that might actually work.."
"The only problem is I'm missing one component…," he said a little sheepishly
Under her breath, "here it comes."
"…and the only compatible one is in Middleton."
"Of course," rolling her eyes and she strode up to him, "you do realize what's going to happen don't you? Possible and her little sidekick are going to show up and somehow stop us, especially if we go to her home town, isn't there one of the other side of the planet?"
"Not one that'll work," turning his back on her, "now get the plane ready, and be quick about it."
Her hand ignited as she, not for the first time, considered putting her hand through the back of his skull. Growling to herself she turned, leaving grooves in the wall with her fingers as she went to the hanger to get the plane ready 'you of these days I'm going to kill him.'
-
"So where's your new friend," Kim asked as Ron walked up
"I pawned him off on Zita, I think she's going to take him to the forge and let him work off some steam. I really think I could like the guy but," shaking his hands for emphasis, "Will trying to be normal is bad. He doesn't know how to relax, one of the football players said something to him, I thought he was going to break the guys neck."
"Of course," rolling her eyes, "he would have to have a short fuse." Opening her locker, Wades Face appearing o the monitor. "Don't you dare say we have a problem," she warned her web master.
"Not as far as I know, actually I have something for you, well everyone technically," as he pointed down.
Kim's vision followed the finger, "no offence Wade but I don't think you can top my last piece of new equipment," at the foot of the screen was a small box, she picked it up and opened it, inside were six cords each in a different color, red, green, blue, brown, white, and silver.
"Wait let me guess," Ron interrupted, "some kind of mutant bolo or magic lasso?"
"Not even close Ron," Wade said, "those are hybrid communicators."
"Um Wade," Kim said waving her kimmunicator in front of the screen, "already got one."
"These are different," Wade explained, "the kimmunicator is a multi function tool, these are less and yet more advanced. I started putting them together when you let me in on the secret, I figured you'd need a way to keep in touch that's a bit more discreet than a big blue box."
"And you knew we'd need six how" Kim asked picking up the red cord.
"I knew we'd need five and I assumed you'd want one."
"Ah hem," Pyre added, crossing his arms
"Sorry Rufus…Pyre whatever you call yourself now, with the size constraints, it wouldn't really work on you." The answer earned a growl from the mole rat.
"So how's it work," Ron asked lifting the green cord from the box.
"Put it around your wrist and bring the ends together," a hint of a smile on his face as he watched them through his screen. He had a good idea what their reactions would be as the ends seemed to fuse together and become a seamless piece. Just as he expected Kim was quietly surprised with a hint of intrigue while Ron let out a yelp of surprise but an unmistakable glint in his eyes read said he thought it was cool beyond words.
"How…" her eyes not leaving the cord.
"Something I've been working on for a while, never really had a propose for it till now. The exterior is coated in a fine jell, it can be taken off if you pull gently, but it you tear at it sticks together concrete. Inside is a very advanced, voice coded, transceiver only assessable to those inputted in my system. You can put out a call to everyone wearing it or an individual by saying their fist initial or my name, when your being called the band constricts gently to let you know, when you touch it the last sent message plays back. The sound level is also vocally controlled so your doing something important you don't have to worry about someone yelling at you in the middle of it."
"And when we," looking up and down the near deserted halls, "transform?"
"I have no clue if they'll stay with you after a change, but from what I've heard you've worked out your own low tech way of avoiding that."
"Still I'd be nice to have something cooler than just taking it off," Ron said looking at the band against is cuff.
"Despite popular opinion I'm not a miracle…" his voice trailing off as his gaze shifted to another monitor, "Kim you know that thing you didn't want me to tell you about?"
"Don't say it Wade, don't you dare," pointing her finger at him.
"Drakken and Shego just made a stop at a warehouse a few miles from school, not sure what their after but…"
"Does it really matter Wade," Kim sighing in relief glad it wasn't the Sentinels, "get us a car," looking at her partner, "feel like trying something a bit easier than what we've dealt with the last couple of days?"
"Attacked by a blue man who doesn't know my name or home work, is this even a question," as he started down the hall.
"Two for the road Wade," tossing the box in and slamming her locker.
It didn't take long for the pair to get to the warehouse.
"One of these days," Ron said pulling on his gloves, "we have to ask Wade how he gets our gear in the cars."
"I still think that's one of those questions we aren't meant to know the answer to."
"Then could you at least tell me how you learned to change in the car that fast, I close my eyes for like two minutes and your done, how is that possible in a car."
"Practice, a blanket, and dark tinted windows," a smile on her lips as she approached the door.
"If your covered up, why do I have to close my eyes?"
"Yeah," Pyre adding a little ticked he also had to do it.
Pushing him on the shoulder gently, "have to keep some mystery in this relationship," looking at the building, "time to go kick some tail."
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Shego was using her left hand as a torch "If this thing is so damn important why is it in a warehouse," running her free hand along the nearest crate, reading the label.
"Because things you don't use are generally put in storage," Drakken rasped beside her, irritated that after all this time she'd question his brilliance.
"Wait a minute?" stopping, having a good idea where the situation was heading, "this is some experimental piece of crap that going to blow up in our face isn't it?"
"It's not experimental at least people have developed them, justnoonesreallysurewhattheirgoodfor," running the last few words together as he put some distance between them.
"In other words this'll blow up in our face!" her words resonating through the building.
"Of course not…"
"We're not giving it the chance," Kim yelled above them, standing on a crate, her arms crossed Ron on the crate beside her. "Come on Drakken did you really think I'd let you take what ever it is your after out from under my nose."
"Shego get her," the blue man roared as he ran own the hall.
"Have fun KP," Ron barked as he followed Drakken into the darkness.
"Thanks," as the redhead back flipped away from Shego, the green skin woman ricocheting off near by crates to gain height.
"I told him this was a mistake," Shego growled swiping at Kim with her burning fingers," but would he listen to me, NNNOOO of course not, cause I don't know anything," her anger fueling her as she heel kicked Kim in the face sending to toppling to the ground. Kim got to her feet and side stepped as Shego hit the ground beside her, her fingers melting the ground where Kim had been.
"Anyone ever tell you to get professional help," Kim quipped trying not to think of the pain in her back, and resist the urge to summon her sword.
"No people are generally to busy telling that to Drakken," as she lunged at Kim, missing her a hairs breath as Kim planted an elbow in her opponents spine. The strike wasn't enough to stop the green woman as she turned her fall into a roll and was on her feet facing Kim in a matter of seconds.
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Drakken continued running down the halls, he wasn't concerned with the buffoon following him, but given past experiences he doubted Shego could stop Possible. "Where is it," he spat looking at the labels every few feet hoping to see something that looked like it.
He wasn't sure how long her ran till he realized all he could hear was the sounds of the females fighting, "where is the buffoon," his voice low looking around shining the light down the make shift corridors, "did I lose him?"
"Ok I'm seriously getting tired of the buffoon thing," Ron growled from atop the crates dropping to the ground as Drakken shown his light where Ron had been. Not wasting the moment he darted in using a knife hand block to knock the flashlight from his hand and using the other hand to land a palm thrust into his chest sending the blue man down on his butt.
For half a second Drakken just stared in disbelief, then got up and ran, fueled by shock and a hint of terror, "SHEGO HELP!"
"A guy could get use to this," as he followed his quarry, his ego momentarily boosted.
-
"What's wrong Kimmie," watching the redhead pull away from the upper cut, "afraid of fire?"
Kim could only smile at the comment, "not really," dropping to one knee delivering a shot to the woman's kidneys, before rolling back onto her feet.
Before Shego could think of strike back Drakken's screams reached her, under her breath, "damn it," as she started off towards her employer, "it's the distraction how much trouble can he possibly be having."
"You'd be supervised," Kim hissed as she went after Shego, jumping on the ledge of one of the crates she leapt, turning into a jump kick landing the strike Shego lower back. The impact brought her down, the collision with the ground was audible. When Kim felt Shego hit the ground she flipped off, she was almost unprepared for the green woman's retaliatory lung, her fingers lashing at Kim's back. A soft growl was the only tip off Kim had as she turned avoiding most of the impact, but not enough to save her hair, a three inch strip removed from the bottom of her red locks.
Shego slid across the ground but turned looking at Kim, her lips were pulled back in a savage grin as she watched the younger girl slap her head trying to put out the few still burning hairs. Shego wasn't away Kim's had reached out with her power to extinguish the fires, and was checking her hair trying to get a feel for the damage to her scalp.
She didn't get a chance to follow up as Drakken's screaming got closer, his form soon appearing at the end of the hall, running towards her at full speed, "HE'S EVERYWHERE!" running and hiding behind her.
Waving her hand around Ron appeared in the darkness on top of a nearby crate, "man you are wound way to tight."
"Your telling me," Shego growled pushing him away ashamed of him and slashed at the crate sending it to the ground as she pulled Drakken down the hall the, the box separating the pairs.
Ron looked over at Kim who was still patting her hair down just to be sure the fires were out and nothing was really damaged. "You OK KP," fear and concern lacing his voice.
"I think so, I don't think she got anything but hair, I'll need to see the stylist after this job though," she whined, "but that bitch is going to pay," pulling her necklace up from her shirt, the chain and charm igniting in flame around her neck forming her sword, grateful the flames for whatever reason didn't or couldn't hurt her.
"Whoa KP," putting her hand around wrist lowering the Sword of Kells, "isn't there something about not abusing our power?"
"I'm not abusing, I'm evening the odds, besides I'm just going to scare her a little nothing else," Ron eyed her over, till she raised her hand, "I swear this is just for defensive measures, besides it's about time she learned who the real firebrand is" as she ran down the corridor.
"I really hope this doesn't bite us in the ass," he growled following her, glad she at least wasn't using her armor.
It didn't take Kim long to catch up the villainous pair, Drakken's muffled screams leading her right to towards them. Rather than jump them Kim opted for something a little more devious, circling around them waiting for them to run to her. Ron just shock his next to her, a hint of a smile on his lips despite his disapproval.
"I don't care we're leaving," Shego growled.
Having composed himself, "no we're getting the part, the world is almost at our feet."
"I don't care something off about those two is off, I'm not sure what, but it gives me the creeps," walking to the corridor intersection only to stop a few inches shy of having her nose cut off by sword.
"I take offence to that," Kim tried to keep her voice casual but she could hear the anger in it
"Where the hell did you get a sword from," Shego barked, her hands igniting as she backed up.
"It's amazing the things that are stored here," walking out from around the boxes, "have to remember to return it when I'm done."
"Isn't this a little unfair Possible, after all I'm defenseless," She hiseed
"This from a woman with flaming hands, you drop your advantage all I'll drop mine," taking a fighting stance.
""Um no," jumping in thrusting with her right hand, Kim catching the blow with her sword as she rolled back, taking Shego with her as kicking her in the stomach catapulting her into a metal container. Drakken didn't waste the moment of chaos and took off away from the two femme fatals.
Kim flipped back to her feet and traced her perimeter with the tip of her sword, "he's all yours partner," Kim growled as Shego got to her feet.
Ron didn't have to be told twice as he took off after the blue man, "watch your back KP," he whispered passing her, "and stay cool."
Her voice equally hushed, "don't worry," looking at Shego and raising her voice, "your move."
"You'll regret this," she hissed charging at Kim wondering how the sword had withstood the attack without damage. She struck with a downward arc, ready when Kim caught the blow with the ornate sword. Just as planned Kim pushed the blow back, using the momentum to land a heel kick on her temple.
Kim staggered back a few steps but wasn't out of the fight, "your going to have to do better than that," throwing a round kick at her, ready when she ducked under it, delivering a back kick to Shego's chest knocking her back in to a crate.
A growl erupted in Shego's throat as she dove in slashing at the red hear forcing her back, her fingers continually coming into contact with the blade as Kim ducked, dodged, and blocked the strikes down the hall.
"Come on Shego, your better than this," Kim laughed back flipping down the hall, after a few flips she came to a halt, holding her hand behind her, the Sword of Kells landing in her hand as she dropped into a fighting stance.
"Hold still," Shego rasped feeling a bead of sweat run down her face, 'she's not suppose to be this good, what's happened to her?' "Time to end this," her hands igniting as she dove in ready for whatever Possible threw at her, only to be distracted as something in the distance crashed to the ground. Out of reflex she cast her eyes towards the sound, the split second mistake was all Kim needed as she laid a spinning hell kick in the green woman's jaw sending her spinning into the container, a second later it falling on her, several other following suit a moment later.
"That's gotta hurt," Kim's eyes continually shifting form her opponent to where she thought the sound was coming from, under her breath, "be ok Ron." Reach for her kimmunicator, before lightly knocking herself in the head with her palm and bringing the new cord to her mouth, "R," she whispered, "come back partner."
After a few seconds his voice came from the device, "I'm here," his voce tired, "Drakken got on a forklift, ran into some boxes, you can guess where this is going."
"He escaped."
"Yep, sorry KP."
"It's ok, after everything we've done the last few week an off day's to be expected, but get back here, I may need some help."
"On it, see ya in a few."
Breathing into the cord, "Wade," and waiting a few seconds.
"You called?"
"I need a pick up for Shego, preferably high security."
"Done and done Kim, they'll be there in a few minutes."
"Thanks Wade, you rock."
True to his word Wade had a police van waiting outside by the time Kim and Ron drug a beaten and bruised Shego out the door.
"You sure you can handle her?" as Kim eyed the vehicle a bit skeptical about it being up to the task.
"It should we've been developing it for a while, Don't offence Ms. Possible but you've brought some weird people here, the higher ups decided it would be a good idea to make sure we could hold just about anyone that might show up, regardless of how strange they may be."
A bit shocked by that piece of information, "I'll keep that in mind," keeping her voice nonchalant.
Putting his hand on her shoulder, "you ready to go KP?"
"Yeah," turning around a ticked of Pyre on his shoulder, "what's with him?"
"He's just mad he didn't really get to do anything this time around."
"After what happened to me be grateful you were safe," as Kim scathed the mole rat behind the ears, "but I'm sure we'll be needing you soon enough big guy."
"Better," he growled leaning his head into her fingers, "Your hair?"
"Yeah," running her fingers through it, "I defiantly need to see a professional about that before my parents see it, after everything's that happened they defiantly don't need to know about this."
Kim could see a bit of anxiousness in Ron's eyes, "something on your mind, other than me with shorter hair that is?"
Shaking his head, "I just want to get back and check on Zita and Will, you know make sure they don't do anything stupid, like kill each other."
"No that's Will and Bonnie," Kim laughed, "the most Zita will do is stick her trident…" her words tailing off trying to keep the mental image from forming, "we gotta get home quick."
-
Two days later
"You sure this the one," Sea Serpent asked watching the van from the roof.
"Are you questioning Ice," he growled looming over her.
"No I'm questioning you ya rabid fur ball," keeping her eyes on the van, "are you sure you have the right transport."
"I am, I can smell our target's scent rising from the vehicle Ice Lord's true host is in there," looking down waiting for the moment to strike.
"I can't believe we're attacking a prison transport head on, this is ridiculous, a monkey with half a brain could come up with a better plan than this you stupid furry bast…" her words cut off.
"Now," he growled grabbing her and leaping swinging her over his shoulder, the reforged sword pocking her in the stomach.
"I hate bungee jumping with out a bungee," she screamed as the ground approached them quickly, her brothers girth propelling them down faster then she had expected. And then just like that it stopped as her brother's feet impacted with the cab of the van, the impact denting the metal, his right leg penetrating the cab, forcing the vehicle to a screeching halt. The impacts of their armor took must of the impact but Serpent still felt like her organs had been rearranged, sliding off her brother, her knees momentarily weak. It only lasted a moment as the guards ran from the cab their guns drawn, blood running down his face of one of the guards, the claws from Rock Wolf's foot having sliced into his face.
"ON THE GROUND!" the non bleeding one yelled his hand shaking.
"No," Wolf's voice low and rumbling licking his lips, causing the men to turn and scream upon seeing him. The one with blood running down his face fainted, equal parts blood loss and terror.
"Not my day," the remaining guard whimpered, only to be silenced as Serpents whip wrapped around his neck. A quick jerk by Sea Serpent and it was over, his neck pointed at an odd angle as he lay on the ground.
"Lets just get this over with before something shows up," Serpent growled walking over the back of the van.
"Lets," he growled puncturing the door with his wolf fang claw, the metal shrieking from the penetration, and pulled it away with one clean pull. Their target locked to the wall, manacles completely incasing her hands and feet, a metal belts incased her waist and neck keeping her stationary.
"Somehow this doesn't inspire confidence," as Serpent crossed her arm's taking the sight in, not sure how this prisoner could be on any use.
"This is Ice Lords will sister do not question it," Wolf growled his upper lip raised.
"Someone want to fill me in here," Shego rasped, her voice raw from the metal rubbing her neck.
"No," Wolf's smile filling her with terror, something she hadn't felt in years. It only to a quick pull of his hand to tear the right restraint from the wall, and a small amount of pressure caused a crack to form on the restraint that slowly grew till it split down the middle. Leaning in, "time to join the fold," Wolf whispered in her ear as he forced her to hold the Black Ice Sword.
Wolf pulled back and watched as Ice Lord took control of the green woman's body, first came the eyes, each frosting over, then the tornado erupted wrapping around her body covering her in dark purple and pitch black winds. As with the others as soon as it formed it vanished leaving her in her armor. It was different the near perfect recreation of the armor Monique had worn, first she was still wearing her jump suit only the green was now a deep purple. Over her forearms and upper arms were deep black armor. She wore a breast plate similar to Serpents on her chest that hugged her ever curve but colors remained seamless running from cloth to metal. Her legs up to her calves were wrapped in boots deep purple on the right one, black on the left. On her purple belt was the dagger that of Tyrune. Her long black hair was left free, but now had a long purple streak running diagonally from high right to left, and gave the impression that it wouldn't move unless she allowed it.
She casually looked up at her brother, a smile forming on her dark lips as her left restraint bubbled then melted away, green flame rising from the metal as she brought her sword to the metal on her neck freezing the metal. The now brittle restraint easily gave way as she brought her sword to the waist restraint it breaking just as easily. Wolf offered her his hand helping her to the ground, when her feet touched flipped her hair revealing a black scabbard for her sword, she easily slid the sword into it's holder. She slowly looked herself over with her now free hands, running her fingers here and there.
"Is she ok," Serpent asked inching over to Wolf, the fur covered Sentinel bared his fangs ready to berate his sister when Ice Lord spoke.
"I suppose you can't plan everything," her voice casual, she momentarily looked up feeling her siblings eyes on her, "I had hoped I wouldn't look like Mego, ah well, I take it you couldn't get Bat and Tyrune."
Rock Wolf bowed, "no sister, our treacherous brother has not let the beast out of his sight since the battle. However now that you are free I'm sure we can reclaim him, and punish the traitor."
"No, at least not yet," Rock Wolf looking up at her confused, "I have other plans."
"Not to break this up but the cops are going to be here soon, not to mention the Knights."
"Let them come," Wolf growled.
"No," raising her hand, "Serpent is right we need to lay low for a time, without the resources Bat's host provided, things will be difficult, but thanks to the body and it's memories, a new world of possibilities has opened to us," turning away from them, "now fetch a car, we need to put some distance between us and this place.
"What are we going to do?" Wolf asked following her.
"we're going shopping," a deep sinister laugh filling the air.
For all the stories that begin there must be an ending, but some endings are but the start of a new beginning, look for more Mystic Knights of Middleton coming soon.
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Authors note-That's it, that's the end of book one, or story one, or whatever you want to call it, not sure what's coming next. I have about 10 additional stories for the series in various stages (2 are very weak), and I have to get though at least 2 before I can get to the one I really want to do, that leads to 3 other stories I really want to do, the stories should be significantly shorter, but don't hold me to that. And yes I should get to all the hanging plot threads that have been introduced thus far
Please R R