Kim Possible: The Sociopath Episode

Disclaimer: The KP gang is Mark and Bob's. Nev and Valia are mine.

Chapter 15: Lethal Engagement
Ron figures the only way to save Kim is to defeat her. Does he have what it takes?

Ron stood before Kim in the moonlight, both in fighting stances. He was hoping he would never have to fight Kim to save her, but he was left with little choice.

Ron had taken on Kim twice in the past, once where she was mind-controlled by Drakken, but back then, one move and he found himself on the ground. He also had to defend himself against Kim and Shego. There was also the time he became a bad boy villain, but he didn't engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Still, never in his life did he ever want to lay a finger on Kim that would harm her. He didn't like it when any harm came to Kim, period. He didn't like it when people spoke about her in what he considered an inappropriate manner. In fact, that was the thing he hated the most, next to boys hurting her and breaking her heart. He knew she was extremely strong, but if anything, he dedicated his life to her. He knew what he had to do.

Ron tried to gain some inner strength in him, hoping his Tai Shing Pekk Kwar skills would break in, although he wasn't completely confident about his fighting abilities, especially compared to Kim's several martial arts skills. Sighing, he cracked his knuckles. It was beat or be beaten, but he wouldn't take the first move.

Kim just walked calmly towards him, and when Ron was within an arms length, she flew at him with a mid-level kick, in which he jumped over her and then jumped off her shoulders, tossing her off balance. Ron stood towards Kim's back as silence filled the air.

She turned around to perform all kinds of spinning kicks towards Ron. First, a high kick, then a sweep, a high kick, sweep, and she kept repeating the pattern. Ron's only guess was that this was a method to throw him off. She left herself open with her high spinning kicks, as she didn't spin as fast as she normally would when executing the move. Another sweep and then a high spinning kick, and Ron somehow shoved his elbow straight into Kim's gut, forcing her onto the concrete. He couldn't believe what he had just done.

Kim looked like she got the breath knocked out of her, and as Ron was about to check on her, she instantly jumped at him and tried to bombard him with several punches and hooks. At this point, Ron was forced to completely defend himself, blocking her fists with his wrists and the palms of his hands. She started to become careless in her punches, leaving everywhere below her neck open. Ron caught both her fists in his hand, pressing his legs against her, back flipping in an effort to throw her behind him. He landed on his feet, as did she.

She stood before him for several seconds. Ron was still in complete disbelief to what was going on. He tried to think about how Kim felt in the exact situation when he was the one under mind control, if she wasn't trying to kill him. Knock on wood.

The blue linings of Kim's suit started to glow, and Ron knew that this was nothing but bad news. Her arms started to glow like Shego's, blue instead of green, and the blaze wrapped itself around her arms. As they reached her shoulders, she charged towards Ron. She tossed a right, in which he ducked. She followed with a left, in which he back flipped into the air. Then she tried to slam both of her elbows across his head, but since he was still in the air, this was a poorly-timed move. If she had done this earlier, she may have had him, but this clearly left her wide open. Ron didn't know what else to do, unable to focus at this point. In a desperate thought, he charged at Kim and clothes-lined her, trying to trap her neck against the concrete. Perhaps it was not the wisest move on his part. She still had control over her arms, grabbing Ron's and tossing him aside onto his back.

In and against Ron's favor, both of their suits had taken most the damage, but this wasn't helping him take out Kim at all. He had to develop another strategy.

Both still on the ground, Ron looked onto his surroundings. There were a few warehouses, crates and forklifts obviously, but he needed a weapon. He knew Kim would usually warn him that using such a weapon would be completely unfair in combat, especially against an unarmed weapon such as Kim herself. Such things really didn't matter now. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

He became aware of a stack of lean and long metal pipes nearby, and as he struggled to dive for one, he found himself slammed against the ground, Kim trying to hold his legs while in a standing position. Without thought, he twisted his legs as he got up, sending her running straight into a metal warehouse, creating a loud bang. Ron's mind was in circles. Was she hurt, or did her suit absorb the damage? One thing was certain, however; she was far from over.

Ron managed to grab a pipe, swinging it in all directions in an attempt to intimidate his opponent. Kim continued to walk towards him. A straight forward thrust of the pole would make it no different than a sword; it could puncture the suit and possibly stab her before the suit's regenerative abilities kicked in. He immediately decided against that. He would probably have to swing it at her and try to strike a crucial area.

Was there any way around this? Kim wasn't going to give him any time to think about it, and he soon found himself cornered against a group of crates.

Without restraint, Ron flipped backwards onto the crate behind him and leaped at Kim, going for a horizontal swing, aiming for her shoulder. Aiming for the torso would be a bad idea, as well as the head or neck, the areas he refused to aim for. Kim saw the move coming from a mile away, catching the pipe with her left hand, swinging it swiftly, tossing Ron in the air. He was lucky to land on his feet, only to witness Kim crush the pipe in half with just one hand, hurling both pieces at Ron.

He tried to dive in one direction to avoid one piece, but she calculated well in her aim for the second one, which bounced off of Ron's head. He shouldn't have taken his mask off prior to the fight, as his head wasn't protected.

This time, as he fell to the ground, Kim slammed herself against Ron's back, placing him in a choke hold with her arms and shoving her knee into his spine as hard as she could, putting him into a lock. While Ron's suit protected him, he could still feel a lot of pain, physical and mental. He instantly hated the feeling. Some feelings were returning to him, some that he hoped that were lost to him forever.

Hate...

Pain...

Betrayal...

But he knew it wasn't the Kim that he knew and loved that was doing this to him. It was someone else, and they were truly going to pay.

His mind was slowly fading into darkness as he begun to lose consciousness. Memories of Kim, their friendship, their adventures, their relationship, Valia, Bonnie, Drakken, Barkin, Killigan, the Seniors, Shego, and a long cycle of people he knew, loved, hated, befriended, and fought.

A forbidden figure also entered his mind.

In truth, he found himself with Nev and Valia's past. A girl whose pain did a number on their spirits. Valia had gone insane with the thought of vengeance, and Nev was on death's door, probably resurrected with the mechanics working throughout his body. And Ron? He could've been on a similar road to Valia is Kim hadn't helped him out of his rage. He too knew of someone who broke his heart without caring, a memory he tried as hard as he could to forget. The three all shared something in common, they were all hurt by their first crushes. For Ron, it was much earlier than the others. If it weren't for Kim, the very girl who was trying to choke him unconscious and trying to dig her knee into Ron's back.

He didn't know what he could do. He thought he may have had it in him to fight and defeat Kim. He thought he had the spirit to fight her, to save her, but she was too much, even under mind-control.

A thought came into mind for the very first time; could Kim really be a deadly enemy? If there was one thing for sure, if they ever got out of this alive, he would never want to be on her bad side ever again. She never showed this kind of aggression before, except for Prom night when she kicked Shego into the Bueno Nacho HQ Communications Tower. While Kim nor Ron discussed that, both knew it may have been the start of something big or tragic.

Ron's thoughts were interrupted as he felt his spine pop.

'This can't happen!' he tried to tell himself.

Kim's hold on him was making him weaker by the second, but he still had enough in him to try to get her off. Hurling himself backwards would have been probably the worst move to make, since it would guarantee his spine being realigned, so he tried to use whatever strength was left in him to roll over in an attempt to knock Kim off. At first, he inadvertently tossed his mask to the side, next to his face. The second time he succeeded, rolling onto his back and tossing Kim off.

Just as he was trying to catch his breath, he found Kim's foot over his head, ready to finish him off.

Lighting stuck as Kim rose up from Ron, whose skull had been embedded into the concrete. He was completely out.

Rufus had been observing the entire fight from Ron's pocket, but knew it was a bad idea to fight Kim now that Ron had been knocked out, but it wouldn't be any better than to just sit back and do nothing. As a last resort, he jumped out of Ron's suit and was going to jump on her in an attempt to distract her, if not thrust his teeth against a pressure point. Then it occurred to him, the purple sticker on the backside of her neck! He quickly made his way up her leg.

He didn't land on her body unnoticed. Just as he was reaching the top of her shin, she quickly charged the entire suit with a weak electrical charge, only enough to take out the naked mole rat, who flew all the way towards Ron and landed on his chest. With that, she walked away slowly and casually, like she couldn't have been more proud of herself. A dark shadow appeared before her.

Valia was applauding, "A brilliant performance, Kimberly Anne. That was much more enjoyable than I ever could have dreamed."

Instead of holding a mind control device, the back of his suit emitted a dark purple glow. He then turned around and led Kim out of the area.

"Come. We have much to do. Preparations must be made."

Kim followed him into the shadows, finally speaking in an eerie monotone voice, "As you wish..."

Behind them lay an unconscious Ron Stoppable in the rain. Lucky for him, his ninja mask, built from a soft material and rubber, among various wires, was between the crushed concrete and his head, slightly protecting him, but not enough to prevent a concussion. He nearly coughed blood as his voice choked, his subconscious mind slipping a word.

"K..i..i..m..m..."