Kim Possible: The Sociopath Episode

Disclaimer: KP and Ron are Mark and Bob's. Valia and Nev are mine.

Chapter 12: Torture
Kim may actually find a weakness.

Kim quickly turned her attention to the video feed as Valia pressed the detonation button on his remote. Much to her misfortune, the video feed vanished.

Desperately, she picked up her Kimmunicator. "Wade! Wade! Pick up! Wade!"

Valia coldly laughed, "The frequency signal I just activated is blocking all communication, hence the reason the video feed disappeared. I don't think your little toy will be working properly anytime soon."

She growled. "Tell me what you did to Ron!"

"Hmm... no." he replied, noticing a tear forming in Kim's eye, "What's the matter, did I break your heart, Kimber-"

Kim leapt across the room at him. Instead of putting his force field on again, Val chose to fight. She threw fewer punches at him, more focused on trying to trap him as before, but she tried using the exact same attack as before. He was quick to notice this and easily evaded.

"Lightning doesn't strike the same place twice! You'll have to do better than that!"

His taunting grin gave him the upper hand, and she only hoped that she wouldn't exhaust herself since she found herself in an earlier position; unable to touch him. She threw a right hook, and he quickly crouched, then she followed with a left, and he back flipped, arms crossed. She then tried running on the wall, followed by a mid-air kick, but he just ran under her, up the wall. From there, he jumped off, landed behind her and faced her back. She tried to backhand him, followed by a kick, but he just laid his body down, picking himself up as Kim resumed her stance.

"Good form, but not perfect." Valia taunted with a disappointed smile on his face.

She didn't say anything, flying at him with her elbows in a screwdriver motion, but he merely moved aside, tossing her past him. She landed on her hands, launching herself at him with a swift mid-air roundhouse kick, flipping herself in the attack to increase her foot's momentum. He merely bent his body backward, sending her over him. She tried to follow with a low sweep since he was already down, but he caught himself by back flipping over her, landing on his finger, balancing himself.

"Your offense and reflexes are good, but your decision-making needs work."

From there, he flipped over and landed on his feet.

Kim then noticed something. The whole time they were fighting, Valia had been doing all of his handwork with his right hand, hiding his left hand behind his back, invisible the entire time. Of course, it wouldn't have healed in a day, perhaps that being his weak spot. She had to adjust her strategy, needing to do something to expose his hand, and following with something that would throw him off course.

Meanwhile, lightning flashed as Nev opened his door. "Ron? You look terrible. Come on inside, you're a mess."

Kim got an idea, based on something she learned in the regionals last year, but had to draw it out in her head. She would fake a flying kick or flip over Val, landing behind him, and as he would turn around, she would flip over him again, placing her above his blind spot, then would then land behind him without him realizing anything. She only hoped it would work.

She back flipped herself onto the wall, launching herself at Valia with a kick, and he simply ducked. Good. Next, she would back flip as he got up and turned around, and he didn't see her. Great. Just as she landed, she grabbed both of his hands with a firm grip. At least, that's what she thought she was going to grab. She knew she at least grabbed one of them, but the light didn't allow her to see what else she was holding, and it felt a lot like cold steel.

It was enough to distract her, allowing Valia to easily gain an edge. He grabbed her wrists and attempted to front flip, trying to throw Kim and slam her straight into the floor, but she caught herself a second before making contact with the floor, rolling onto it. As she got up, she looked at both of her hands, confused.

Valia cracked his neck, "You're not the only one with upgrades."

He then pulled his left hand out from behind, or in this case, what was replacing it, a fully operational biomechanical chrome hand.

Kim's mouth dropped. "What did you do to yourself?" she asked with a disgusted look on her face.

He sighed, "Stoppable's mole rat took a huge bite out of it, if you recall from our last encounter. But by the time I was able to apply medical attention to it, it was too late, infected beyond the point of repair. So, long story short, I simply removed the infected hand and replaced it with this cybernetic one. I feel that it fits me better, wouldn't you agree?"

Kim looked completely grossed out. "What is so sick and wrong."

"Please. You haven't seen anything yet," he arrogantly responded.

Before Kim could move a muscle, his metallic arms rose from the suit and flew at her, grabbing her shoulders and slamming her into the nearby wall, pinning her into place. Unable to shake free of his grip, she only watched as Valia approached her in a calm manner.

"You think you're all that, Kimberly Anne," he followed with a laugh.

Ron fell sick as Nev helped him to the couch to lay down. "It's a good thing I've got hot soup waiting. It'll be ready shortly."

"I won't forgive you for this," Kim struggled. The pressure and grip on Val's mechanical arms were too strong.

"Forgive? Now why would I seek your forgiveness?"

Kim shook her head, lowering it. "Ron..." she thought out loud.

Valia raised an eye, hearing this. "You're still thinking about him?"

She slowly turned her head towards him. "I'm sure he's all right."

"Even after what I just told you?"

"You were bluffing, weren't you?" she asked.

He shook his head. "Believe what you will."

If anything, this confirmed Kim's hopes.

Valia just looked away, "Quite pathetic. You're in a life and death situation and yet your thoughts lay on others."

She snapped back at him, "If you ever knew what it was like to love someone, you might actually know!"

"Don't you ever lecture me about love, Kimberly Anne Possible!" he screamed at her with blood in his eyes.

Kim froze as Valia raised his voice, surprised at his reaction. She expected more of his quiet trying-to-sound-intelligent talk.

He found himself breathing heavily, "I knew what it was like to love at one time, but just like every single person you encounter in life, they use you for their own entertainment, betray you, toss you into a paper shredder and throw you away. You would merely hope that they would have the heart and soul to have any kind of regret, sorrow, or an ounce of guilt, but they don't. Believe me, I knew what it was like to fall in love, and we're not talking about crushes on hotties. No, this was the kind of love that made you want to dedicate your life to someone, the kind of love that would make you sacrifice yourself if they were in any danger, and everyone saw me as a complete fool for it. They were anything but wrong. I didn't want to listen, and it was a stupid move on my account. Look at your own past; four boys, one based on true love. I don't think you're in any position to lecture me about love, or anything for that matter."

She was completely speechless, surprised that he was now speaking like a normal teenager, and that there was any deep feeling inside of him left. She might have gotten an idea. Perhaps this was the weak spot she had been looking for.

"You're doing all of this to prove that Ron and I aren't for real, aren't you?" she smirked.

"While your friendship is admirable, I find it incredibly hard to believe that there's such a thing as 'best-friends-since-pre-k' as you so put it. Friendships are like everything else in life - Temporary! How is it humanly possible that you maintain friendships that last past a decade? It's not normal, and now you're dating. I don't know whether to find that romantic or insane, and believe me, I'm leaning on the latter. I'm confident that you two will one day separate and go your own separate ways."

"But Ron's been there for me all my life, and nothing will change that! I won't allow you to make me think otherwise!"

"Bah. I won't be satisfied until my theories are correct. Nothing lasts forever. Not friendships, not relationships, not partnerships, not even life! Nothing!" he raged. "I won't allow you to make me think otherwise!" he repeated her.

She noticed the grip on his mech-arms loosened. "You are so making a huge issue out of this", pressing her legs against the wall. At the same time, though, she wondered, 'Am I really so lucky to have Ron by my side all of these years?'

With that, she pressed her legs against the wall at full force, jumping from the wall and barely escaping Valia's grasp, speaking high in the air. "You don't know what you're talking about. Everyone has bad experiences in life, but good things happen to good people who don't give up. Some things aren't meant to be." She then landed, getting into a fighting stance.

Valia tried to ignore her words. "Well, if that's not amusing, I don't know what is. You see, I had been completely innocent all my life. I never picked fights, never did anything to abuse my body, or anything to harm anyone. But just when I fall for someone based on who she was, she hides her real identity and then when she reveals herself, rips my heart out, tosses it in a blender, and drinks it in a satisfying smoothie. And you know what, no one feels bad or sorry. They just continue to point and laugh. Good things happen to good people my ass."

It was pretty hard to believe his story, giving that he was a completely different person now. She got out of her stance. "You can stop this now if you allow yourself to. High school is hard. Life is different."

She didn't know why, but she had a feeling that maybe this villain really wasn't a hardcore psychopath deep inside. She did something that made him spill his heart out. She couldn't just stop now. Despite what Valia had said, Kim knew how it was to be hurt by love, and she knew those who did, too. Some people snapped and completely lost their sanity, but later came to their senses in time. She may not have experienced this kind of pain, but she knew those who did. After all, one of them was the very person she was going out with.

He scoffed, "Upon retrospect, I wouldn't change a thing. Given the circumstances, everything was set into place. Even if I could go back in time, nothing could be changed for the better. Some events are placed in stone, some people will not change, and some people will never realize the results of their actions, ever. Damn them all."

She felt sorry for him. "What was her name again?"

His mood instantly changed from pity-party to bitter. "What makes you think that you're able to outsmart me, Kimberly Anne Possible?"

"You're not alone," she calmly replied.

She was being honest, but he took it as a threat.

'I know what you're doing, Kimberly. You're trying to get inside of me. You won't stop until you somehow make me believe that inferior things in life such as love and friends are worth living life for. You can't define your experiences to be the same as mine. I would think a girl of your intelligence would know better. No, I'm going to prove that nothing is forever, remove you and Stoppable from the picture, and then send everybody to hell.'

His mech-arms began to animate as he began to approach her, and spoke as cynically as he could, "You can't change the past, Kimberly Anne. You can change only your own future, but the fate of mankind is inevitable. People will love, and more will suffer for it. You watch. Your partnership with Stoppable won't last, your relationship won't last, and your friendship won't even last. Deny it all you want, but you know that nothing is forever."

Kim knew he wasn't coming closer to shake her hand, getting into a stance.

"Your little brainwashing attempt won't work on me, Possible, not after everything that I have come to witness. I will never deny the facts of life, and I won't allow you or anyone else to, either..."

Ron sat up, starting to feel better.

Nev came back from taking the plate back to the kitchen. "Dude, what were you thinking? Driving out there in the cold rain for an hour? Of course you're going to catch a cold."

"I don't care if I caught a cold," Ron sneezed, "I can handle that, no problem. But this is important. I need a battle suit, pronto."

"Did Wade send you?"

"No. Kim can't handle him alone, but I can't do much in this state."

Nev admired how serious and dedicated Ron was to Kim. He couldn't let him down.

"Well, I suppose we should get started."