Kim Possible: The Sociopath Episode

Disclaimer: KP and Ron are Mark and Bob's. The villain is mine.

Chapter 4: The Expected Enemy
Kim and Ron go on their first mission since Prom, only to face who could be their most vicious villain ever.

Ron reluctantly nudged a sleeping Kim. "It's 11:35, KP. Think it's time to go."

She sighed in disappointment. "Okay, duty calls."

They arrived at the roof of Middleton Bank in ten minutes, awaiting their expected thief to make his move.

Ron reached into his pocket. "Rufus, we're on."

The naked mole rat had slept most of the day, leaving Kim and Ron some privacy.

It was now mission mode. Without having to say a word to each other, they made slight adjustments. Instead of going into this mission boyfriend and girlfriend, it was an equal partnership. They couldn't allow their current relationship to interfere with their missions. Ron couldn't make any moves with Kim, and she couldn't make any moves with him. Now, if the mission was over, they could resume normal BF/GF, but that was all. Then again, there were exceptions, such as having to split up. This hopefully wasn't the case.

On the roof, Kim was waiting for a security alarm to go off or for some glass to break. That was usually the case with all the villains. To her surprise, it was Ron who noticed suspicious activity, pointing out a moving shadow as he looked through the window.

Go time.

They both tied some ropes to the open windows on the roof, and slid down as quietly as they could, not wanting to scare the thief away so easily. As they landed on the first floor of the large building, they crept around silently to see what his or her motives were. Unlike most of the thieves who robbed banks, this one didn't turn their head in all directions making sure they were alone. This person was confident or completely stupid.

The thief wore a mask with a skull design embedded in it, not allowing the eyes to be visible. He was studying the entire area, looking in particular at the jewels, and found what he was looking for shortly after. It was a purple jewel that had lost its value a long time back. It wasn't particularly a jewel that Kim would want from Ron as a gift. The jewel looked like purple blood in an emerald shape. There was definitely more to this robbery, Kim thought, since the usual villains always went for the prettiest, most rare, and biggest jewels the bank had to offer. If anything, the bank seemed more like a museum now.

The thief pulled out a bladed weapon and made three quick slashes at the glass display. He used a tiny suction cup to push the glass forward, not making any contact with the base the jewel was on, which would have activated an alarm, and took his prize.

Finally, he spoke, a synthesized voice coming from the mask.

"Right on time, Kimberly Anne."

She must have been fifteen feet away from him, and in a wink of an eye, she found his palm a centimeter away from her left ear. Had she not moved to the side, it could've been her face with tragic results. She was almost caught off guard, even though her attempts at stealth with Shego involved weren't successful. This guy was extremely fast, but no taller than Kim or Ron. He threw a few more palm attacks at her, and after dodging them, she tried to fight back.

She threw a few punches and kicks at him, and he avoided every single attack with just the simplest movements. Normally, Shego and Monkey Fist would block a lot of Kim's attacks, but she couldn't even touch this guy. With her punches, he would merely move to the side, depending on which fist she lunged him with. When she tried to attack with high kicks, he would merely sit or lay down. And when she tried to sweep low, he would merely front flip, but he somehow landed further away from her. Change of strategy. She tried a front flip kick, but he merely dashed under her, ending up behind her. Finally, as she tried to backhand him, he wrapped his legs around hers, twisting his body, forcing her to fall flat on her face.

"Kim!"

Ron saw it and ran straight in. He tried to rapidly attack the thief much like Kim had, but he had no better luck than she did. The thief avoided all of Ron's attacks the same way he did with Kim's. Ron threw in a left punch, but the thief grabbed Ron's left fist with his left hand, using his right arm to push Ron's body off balance and onto his back, landing next to Kim.

Both Kim and Ron knew they were facing a skilled opponent, who stood there calmly as if he didn't break a sweat. They decided to do something they hadn't tried before; A two-on-one fight. Kim only hoped that some of Ron's Tai Shing Pekk Kwar would kick in, as it has a tendency to turn on and off at times. This time, it was like fate was listening. The intruder did have a bit more of a difficult time dealing with both of them, this time taking his defense more seriously. Instead of merely moving a limb, he was flipping in the air and using various evasive stances.

Unfortunately for Team Possible, that wasn't helping them much.

They still couldn't land a hit on him, even though Kim and Ron's timing and moves were completely different. Kim went for a mid-air kick as Ron dove low for a sweep, and the thief jumped right between them. Kim would flip over him while Ron would go in for a diving kick. Nothing. Worse, Kim and Ron were starting to show signs of exhaustion, but weren't ready to give up just yet.

As Kim flew in the air and Ron charged at the thief, he grabbed both of them by the back of the head and slammed their skulls into one another, nearly knocking them unconscious, but taking no time to relax. His focus went towards one more.

He caught a quick glimpse of the little pink mole rat that would often help Kim and Ron out of a bind. He detected that Rufus was already diving straight for the top of his sleeve, but he threw a tiny bag into Rufus' direction, wrapping itself as it collided with him, trapping him firmly inside.

His attention turned behind him as he noticed Kim and Ron, barely conscious, were still able to get up. He simply chuckled.

"You'd be wise to save your energy, Kimberly Anne."

Kim got into a fighting stance. "Why do you want that jewel?" She was expecting this guy to spill his plot for world domination or power just like every other villain.

He was relaxed. "Now why would I share that kind of information with you? I must say, Kimberly Anne, I was hoping that our first encounter would have been nothing short of exciting. However, I must say that I'm rather disappointed. Skilled in so many styles of martial arts, and you couldn't even lay a finger on me. I haven't even begun to break a sweat."

Kim was in a lot of pain, the blow to her head taking more out of her than she thought, but unwilling to show it or allow it to slow her down any.

"This ends here."

He wasn't intimidated. "On the contrary, Kimberly Anne. This is only just the beginning."

Still holding the jewel in one hand, a grappling hook formed out of the other. It was clear he was ready to escape, but not through the same way that Kim and Ron entered. The bank did have a second story for reference books and the like, so the thief headed in that direction. Jumping from wall to wall was child's play, and Kim was in pursuit shortly after, not allowing this one to get away. She almost lost her balance a couple of times due to the pain in her head.

Ron finally came to his senses while Rufus finally escaped from the bag. Upon hearing the noise upstairs, they looked for the stairs. Neither could find it in this light.

"Where are the stairs?" Ron yelled.

The thief stood in the middle of the second floor, cracking his knuckles and stretching as Kim landed in front of him.

"I do wish I could stay, but I'm afraid there are some matters I must attend to." he spoke quietly.

With that, he shot his grappling hook into the air, smashing a small hole into the ceiling.

He waved at Kim. "Ta."

He then slightly tugged at his cord, shooting him into the air at top speed. He became distracted as something heavy tugged his foot. Kim.

"That's not very wise, Kimberly Anne. Good night."

The thief couldn't be more truthful. The hole itself was barely enough room for him to fit through, and with just a simple muscular twitch in his foot, he sent Kim flying into a completely different direction, forcing her to collide face-first with an aluminum air conditioner on the ceiling, completely obliterating it.

She tried to pull out her grappling gun but she found herself fading into unconsciousness.

The fall felt like she had been falling into the deepest depths of hell. She had failed. The villain not only got away, but even after all of her attempts to stop him, even with Ron and Rufus' help, she was the one who was knocked out. Less than three days after foiling Drakken's greatest scheme for World Domination, she was completely schooled by an unknown. She didn't even get any idea of who it was, or if they were a guy or a girl, no name; nothing. For all she knew, it could have been someone her age or even younger.

She thought she had gotten over mission failure.

The feeling died as two arms caught her lifeless body. Ron, the hero. Even though her eyes were closed, there was still a look of self-disappointment written all over her face. Rufus climbed onto her arms, checking them for a pulse.

"Don't worry, Rufus, she's alive." Ron sighed. "Kim..."