Chosen
Destiny
Chapter 9
'If you weren't hurt that badly I'd do most of it myself.' Faith said as she tossed the Kimunicator back to Kim.
'I see you feel better.' Ron obviously couldn't help but comment.
'I will be, after I find someway to pay her back.'
Kim tucked the devise back into her cargo pockets. She wasn't particularly afraid of Faith's blustering. Kim was a good judge of character and knew Faith wasn't as angry as she pretended to be. The smile that was tugging the corners of her mouth was a dead giveaway.
'Thanks.' Finished the other slayer after a moment.
'No big. I'm just thinking of how you can get me back.'
'Wait and see. So how are you feeling?'
'Better.' Kim answered, now that Faith had moved the conversation on that would probably be the last thing mentioned on the subject. 'I might be up to fighting tonight.'
'Are you crazy KP? You won't be fighting fit by then, it's almost five and you still can't stand straight.
'Five! I have to get home Ron! I've been gone all day.'
'I told your parents you spent the night here after along mission.'
'And there okay with this?' Faith asked close to shock.
'Why not?' Kim asked.
'Oh, no reason.' Faith waved it off. Kim caught a glimpse of Faiths eyes. In shock she found that she could almost see Faith's brain working on something. Something devious and to do with revenge. As she tried to find a connection Faith grinned at her. That was all Kim needed to know, Faith had already planned her revenge.
Ron, who Kim realised knew nothing of this, spoke up 'Kim you better go home. We can go after the vamps another night and I'm sure we can find room for Faith somewhere .'
'You alright with that Faith?'
'Five by five.'
Kim stood up on much firmer legs than before. 'I better get back home.'
'We'll walk you back.' Volunteered Ron. 'Then I can find a place for Faith.'
Jim and Tim burst in, fully intent on storing their school work away before running back to Ron's to see Kim. While both of them would deny it they cared for their big sister, who else could they annoy on so many levels?
They were more than surprised to see the young Slayer stretched out along the couch with a bag of chips and the remote idly flipping through channels. 'Hey Tweebs.' She said without looking at them.
They looked at each other in confusion.
'Don't worry I'm fine.' She half whispered, now discreetly pointing at the kitchen before taking a chip and eating it. She was still pail but not enough to be too obvious she was near death last night.
'What you watching?' Jim asked. With her return there was only one thing they could do.
'Nothing.'
Tim came around behind the couch. 'Must be interesting.' said Jim.
'Not really.' She answered, her eyes narrowing, 'No, you can't have any. They're mine.'
Knowing they were rumbled Tim dived over Kim to grab the snacks. She caught him mid air with her Slayer strength 'Gotcha!' She laughed as Jim dashed forward 'No fair!' She half screamed, dropping Tim to stop Jim. It wasn't long before a mock fight broke out over the sadly crushed potato chips.
Ron lead Kim into the empty Middleton high gym hall. It was lunch time and the two teenagers had something to do. 'If you're determined to go out tonight we'd better practice while we can.'
'Ron I've learnt my lesson. I'm not ready for this and I know it. But I can't waste anymore time. Every night means more dead people, I have to stop him as soon as I can. With you and Faith I think I can do it.'
'That's that then. In the time we've got the best we can do is spar. Rufus is out in the hallways making sure we're not seen.'
'Just what I wanted to hear.' She said with sarcasm.
Ron slipped into his preferred stance, with his feet shoulder with apart he dropped his right shoulder and led with his left. He watched Kim bend one knee and straighten the other across the floor, arms locked straight. Ron resisted the temptation to sigh and jumped around her back. As Kim changed her stance to see him Ron moved with her. Effectively disappearing.
'Ron where'd you go?'
'Behind you Kim.' She jumped.
'How did you do that?'
'Training, and I held my breath. Next time don't be so ridged, I could have broken your leg.'
'This is a lot harder than before.'
'Shego's an amateur Kim, she couldn't go three rounds with a stuffed animal. I'm better trained than her.'
'When though. I'm sure you didn't pick this stuff from the comics you've hidden in your books.' She took a step back and started again.
'No. Remember the four monkey idols Fist used when we met him.'
'Those weird things that gave you all that monkey ninja stuff.' She side stepped around him. Ron matched her move for move.
'Most of this comes from that, I was studying magic and I was able to hold on to most of the knowledge, with a bit of practice I learnt how to use it.' Ron was very careful not to mention the training he had received in Japan, That was the one secret he could never tell her because it wasn't his to tell.
'So you're using monkey style on me.' She lashed out with a fist, he dodged and flash kicked her in the leg. She flipped away and waited.
'I've spent years studying Slayer moves to train you KP, I practiced with my uncle and learnt all the tricks.' Ron charged at her but at the last moment he back flipped, caching her out stretched hand with his legs and threw her behind him. 'I also make stuff up. '
Ron's smile faltered and then grew when he saw Kim had landed on her feet. 'You make stuff up? You're allowed to do that?' She weaved closer.
'Sure watch.' He charged in with a shoulder. Kim span away from him and then jumped his leg as it came round to catch her. Ron blocked a good punch before he saw it was a distraction.
Kim had spun her body around and was about to deliver a roundhouse kick. In desperation Ron jumped and kicked off the incoming leg. He realised he had only one way out, grab Kim and use the momentum to take her down with him. His swing went wide, too wide as Kim reacted brilliantly. She simply lent backwards into a low flip.
The young Slayer almost sprained her back as she bent it almost 90 degrees before taking he feet from the ground. Almost rolling in the air Kim landed feet first and face where Ron should have been. She watched as Ron landed on his shoulders with a thud. 'Ron, are you alright?'
'Fine. I just realised that I never seen the roof from this angle before.'
'Are you sure? Last time you said that I had broken your ribs.' She was relived that he said he was but she had to ask.
The Watcher rolled over and pushed himself up. 'See what I'd tell you.'
'You made that one up, didn't you.' Kim walked towards him.
'How'd you guess?' He said with sarcasm.
'Two left feet. I thought you said you had the curse lifted.'
'I did.' He muttered
Laughing happily Kim said; 'It's good to know that on top of it all you're still my Ron.' Then she hugged him.
'That I'll always be KP. Nothing can ever change that.' The teen hero broke off, blushing at her best fiends show of affection. Ron didn't notice and changed tact. 'Kim where did you learn to breath?'
'Breath?'
'You're too worked up, just then when you should have been calming down your heart was beating like a drum at a heavy metal concert.'
'What?' Kim frowned.
'I think we better try something to calm you down before you fight tonight. If you go out excited you could make a mistake.'
'How do I do that.'
'The only way I know is meditation but I'm useless at it.'
'You want to teach me something that you can't do yourself?' She grinned at the absurdity of it all .
'Yes,' he answered defensively. 'Now close your eyes.'
'Ron.' She said almost laughing.
'We've got about half an hour left, now close your eyes'
She did as she was told but kept the smile, Kim doubted she could stop even if she wanted to.
'Relax and listen very carefully.' She heard him take a few steps back, 'Listen to my voice, nod if you can hear me.' He whispered, she nodded. 'Good, nod slowly if you can feel a pounding behind your head.' She could but she only noticed it when he said something about it. 'Count it, silently' She did. As she counted she could feel the pounding and could tell it was her heart beat. Kim could feel her mind focusing and as she counted she found her other thoughts clearer. The memories of the training fight she just had were crystal clear, the moves how she felt even the feeling of the air as it passed through her hair.
How long she stood there she had no idea, when Ron had said to slow the counting down, that made her heart beat slow down with her. Then the bell went for class. 'Whoa what was that.' Kim asked.
'That was a form of meditation Kim, a but like tie-chi. By counting and slowing down your heart rate you reached a point where your body and mind were functioning as one.'
'And for those of us who don't speak "Zen"?'
'It calmed you down.'
'Oh. Lets get to class.' The two of them picked up Rufus on the way out and went to English.
Faith flicked through the newspaper again. The suspense was killing her, a whole day to waste before going up against over a dozen vamps. Again he mind wandered to the first talk she had with he mother. Now that the shock and anger had worn off Faith couldn't think of a way to thank the red head who gave her a keystone to putting her life back together. Faith thought for a moment, some how a teenager had been able to get in touch with someone in another state within five minutes. Alright, said teenager was world famous and probably had contacts on the other side of the planet but it was still astounding.
If they survived tonight this Slayer could be important. Hell, thought Faith, if we survive tonight she might well be one of the best, she'd have to be.
Ron walked Kim home, they laughed and joked about the usual things in their lives and just why Barken seemed to be qualified to teach everything. When they got to her house the conversation changed. 'What time will you and Faith pick me up?' she asked him
Ron thought about it, 'Whenever is best for you.'
'Nine then.'
'Fine with me. I'll have the weapons ready.'
Kim was almost at her door 'Weapons?'
'We'll need them KP.'
'It's just I haven't had any practice with weapons, except for that sword we got on Friday.'
'Kim you were born knowing how to use every weapon ever made. A Slayer takes to swords like a duck to water.'
'Cool, and kinda freaky.' She said absently.
'Kim, "freaky" is only one of the words to describe it. By the end of tonight I expect to come across "way cool", "no way" and "Eww"'
'In that order?'
'Yep, see you later KP.'
'See you Ron, bye Rufus.'
The mole-rat poked his head out of Ron's pocket and waved. Ron walked home listing the equipment he had and what would be useful.
After dinner Kim found herself pacing around her room, it wasn't even eight and she was too hyperactive to do anything but worry. The tweebs had come in and left after wishing her luck, the two of them had done some internet research on the guy and left it for her to read. It turned out he had devastated whole cities in the past and killed two Slayers that were sent after him. So here she was, in her mission gear spinning her one remaining stake with a vengeance.
Kim knew it was not good to be worrying about it but she didn't have anything else to do. She had to calm down she thought as she watched the blur that was a foot long wooden stake in her right hand. She closed her eyes and tried the meditation trick Ron showed her.
She stood there like a statue for almost a hour, forcing her thoughts to slow down. Then a random idea came, did she need some one to fight against or could she practice without a partner for now?
With a studied calm she stretched out a fist, then another. Switching into a roundhouse she slowly went through the motions of the fight. Her crystal clear memory of her room stopped her from hitting anything as she sped up.
However she was not ready for Ron and Faith to be there. A kick was blocked in midair and she snapped her eyes open, 'Faith you can let go.'
The brunet did. 'What were you doing?'
'Practice.' Kim answered flippantly.
'Well let's get going.' Faith said. 'I'm itching to dust some vamps.'
Ron lead the two layers back into the basement where he had set out the more useful weapons in his arsenal. 'Boy when you say "equipped" you mean it. you must be prepared for anything ' Faith whistled.
'I never was a boy scout.' He started
'But being prepared was never one of Ron's problems, one time he brought three different pens to class just in case one ran out.' Kim finished
'Really?'
'Yes, but non of them worked.' Ron admitted
Faith laughed at that. Then went to look at the weapons. She chose a three foot long sword and a selection of stakes.
Ron picked up his favourite short sword and the pump action crossbow.
The two watched as Kim looked at everything. 'Are you going to be much longer Kiddo?' Faith asked. Eventually the young red head picked up two long handled fighting axes.
'Almost.' She used a dagger to sharpen the bottom of the wooden handles before unthreading part of their leather wrapped grips and making a loop for her wrists. 'There we go. So what do you think?'
'Nasty.' Said Faith simply.
'Way cool KP, just keep track of them.'
'Not a problem.' She flicked her hair back and seemed to notice something.
Ron looked at Rufus who had squeaked an incomprehensible swear word as he was looking for his own weapons; 'I hid them bud, this fight isn't going to be a place for you.'
'Me fight, me help.' The diminutive pet squeaked.
'He's right little guy, you better stay here' Faith said. 'You might get stepped on and we'll have enough things to worry about other than that.'
Rufus folded his paws and gave the two of them a black look. Ron smiled and headed for the steps 'You ready Kim?'
She put something into the cargo pants pocket and wiped her mouth, 'Sure Ron. Let's go.'
Dante growled as he snapped the neck of his latest victim. Last night he had captured anyone who he thought could lead him to the blond brat who shot him. During the day he had tortured them to find out where the child was, nothing. Worryingly there was no news about the famous Kim Possible dieing. Either it was being kept quiet or the Slayer still lived. Dropping the drained corpse he looked out the window, another night had started. Perhaps, the Watcher was out tonight.
Barking an order to his remaining minions he lead them out for the hunt. If nothing else they could always replenish their numbers.
The three of them moved stealthily down the street. Peering around corners and staying in shadows. For Faith this was a new experience, in Sunnydale, and to a lesser extent L.A, you couldn't help but go out and run into something demon like. This really was a quiet town, but Slayers had a tendency to attract demons like ants to a picnic.
Faith was the first one to look around the next corner. At first there was nothing, and she was about to motion for the team to move on. Then two people turned down it from the other end. They looked the part for vampires, and their dozen friends following them was al the proof Faith needed. Behind her Kim almost hissed in reaction. 'There they are.'
'How can you tell?' Faith was directly in between the kid and the demons blocking the view.
'I can feel them' She replied. This shocked Faith, while Slayers could tell vampires from humans with a glance, sometimes even less. No Slayer Faith had met before could sense them from that far away.
'Then lets party.' The dark Slayer grinned before drawing the sword. The kid span her twin axes and tried to smile as Ron armed the crossbow.
'Something wrong KP?'
'Nope.' The kid said, but it was obvious to Faith that she was ready to bolt.
'If you don't want to do this just say so.'
'And let more people die? Sorry Faith I can't do that, as much as I might want to.' The Slayer clenched her fists around the small axes and stepped out into the street.
Kim could feel herself shaking like a leaf. She wasn't ready, she'd never be ready for this. Ready to die. Kim closed her eyes and tried to calm herself but she couldn't focus. She heard the shouts from the vampires down the street, the laughter as they came closer. Then his voice: 'So the tasty snack still lives? Good I was looking for some company, you'll last all night.'
Opening her eyes the redhead Slayer stared down the street 'I'm here to stop you Dante, why don't you send you sycophants home and face me.' Kim injected as much anger and venom as she could to hide the fear in her words.
'What an amusing idea, let me think about it. No I'll have them drag you to my bed after I gut that blond brat who shot me. That's a better idea.'
'No chance.' Ron said standing next to her.
'If I was a betting man I wouldn't put money on that.' The master vampire sneered.
'You know I've heard enough. Lets go fang boys, I even give you first shot.' Faith taunted the small army that was coming closer before charging into them waving her sword.
Kim blinked before following Faith into the heat of battle, as she ran two crossbow bolts passed her. The first buried into a fashion victim of the nineties, the end sticking out of the vampires shoulder. The second dusted him. Thanking Ron she jumped through the falling dust and flying kicked another vampire.
To her right Faith was chopping through those demons in front of her and getting close to Dante. Behind her Ron had dropped his crossbow with a clatter but Kim didn't have time to worry about that. He could take care of himself. Absently she rolled to her feet, staking the vampire who she had kicked on the way up. The idea of Ron taking care of himself was new. She blocked a clumsy swing from he new opponent before elbowing him in the face. A lifetime a go she was the one who helped Ron in danger, he was a clumsy friend who never used his potential. Now barely a week later the world had changed and he was the one who saved her. Dropping her shoulder Kim gutted the vampire in front with one axe while she back handed another's head off with the other.
Dante growled in frustration, two Slayers and a Watcher. It looked like he would have to get his hands dirty. The older Slayer cut through two of his minions and came for him. 'So you're the big bad that bit my friend over there.' She said
'I thought you didn't enjoy civilised conversation.'
'Just letting you know I'm pissed with you.' The dark haired woman lunged with her sword. Dante dodged the blade and punched her. Kicking the sword from her grasp he then back handed her across the face. She was able to hit him in the gut before he broke her nose with a head butt.
Dante laughed as she fell to the floor stunned and with glazed over eyes.
Kim was string off at one of the few remaining vampires. She heard Ron dust one behind her and grinned at the dead thing facing her. Then she caught a glimpse from over his shoulder. Dante was gloating over a fallen Faith. 'Ron! I've got to help Faith.' The Watcher slid next to her sword pointing low
'Then go. I'll take out fang-less here.'
Kim grinned at him and jumped past, once again with a flying kick.
Ron stood still as the vamp charged him, in a flash he disarmed the demon and in a fluid movement he beheaded them as well. He watched Kim flying through the air at the vampire who had hurt her. Inches before contact the vampire grabbed her foot in one hand almost stopping her. Ron could see the force Kim had from the kick be redirected across the demons shoulders as his other hand drove into her stomach
'KP!' Ron shouted and tried to get to her side but the two remaining vampires got in his way. 'KIM!' he almost screamed, getting ready to cut through the last of the lackies.
Faith woke up when she heard Ron screaming his friends name, rolling over she saw the red head doubled over on the floor spitting blood.
'Wow. I wouldn't think the great Kim Possible would bleed so easily.' The son-of-a-bitch vampire walked into view next to the grimacing kid. Faith was still to out of it to do much more than watch. Dante picked the kid up with one hand, the other was obviously broken, 'Time for another taste girl.'
Faith fought to stand but she was too slow, the vampire's teeth slid into her friends neck… and then he recoiled dropping Kim and hissing in pain, smoke began to curl out from his mouth.
'How'd you like it?' The kid gasped standing up.
'What did you…'
'Do? Nothing, just had a drink of something myself' Kim flashed a cocky smile and pulled a nearly empty bottle from her pocket. A bottle of holy water. 'Here, have some more.' She shattered the glass over the vampires head.
Now he was on his knees, looking up at the girl who had just about slayed him. 'You should have taken that bet.' Said Ron simply as Kim flicked her wrist and brought the axe atached to it back to her hand.
'I don't think so.' Said Faith coming to her feet finally. 'He would be able to spend it.'
'You're right about that.' finished Kim, that wasn't all she finished.
End Chapter 9
Authors
note
This
double length chapter isn't the end yet, a short epilogue is
coming, I'm going to try and post it in the next day or so if I
can.
