Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible of Justice League.
Author's Notes: What a long strange trip this has been. I have been running around in many different directions and have not had the energy too write coherently for the most part lately. For those that ready my works, I would like to thank you for the patience. I am in the process of finishing up this story. There will be this chapter and possibly an epilogue.
I would like to thank Jezrianna for the inspiration for this story, and for the plugs for my story in hers. This story has had many revisions in plot since I first thought it out. The major breakthrough I think that I had was watching 'What the #&$ Do We Know'. That changed the solution from a multi-chapter world traversing hunt for mystical items into a simple logic problem solution. And now we continue with our story.
After pulling in a few of the League's physicists and experts on quantum physics a plan was broached that was about to be implemented. A few preliminary tests showed that Kim was able to unconsciously modify the quantum fields in her area; this gave her the ability to truly do anything. Ron's tests showed that the so called 'Ron-Factor' had some truth behind it. That is to say, that he caused the quantum field to lose some of its inertia, thereby allowing Kim to access it easier. And the latest hypothesis that sent ripples of excitement through the quantum community was Ron's Mystical Monkey Power. The current line of thought is that it was a sort of quantum capacitor enabling him to make large scale changes to his local reality.
This brings us to the scene in one of the Watchtower's high level testing rooms. Though no one expected there to be anything too dangerous in this experiment most wanted the extra precautions in case of a 'catastrophic' unforeseen happening. Two figures were in the room waiting for the signal to begin.
Ron let out a long slow nervous breath. "Don't be nervous Ron. Everything will be okay," reassured the statuesque blond in front of him.
"I know that it should be okay, but this is dangerous to you."
"And we need that danger for the monkey power to come out. It is okay. If something goes wrong there is plenty of calvary to make sure that everyone gets out." She crossed the minimal distance between them and kissed him softly on the forehead before touching her head to his. "You will do fine. You have the skills and abilities to handle this. You have me and you have Kim."
Ron closed his eyes and smiled. "Thanks for the reminder. Let's light this candle."
Kara returned his smile and sat in the restraint chair that was in the center of the room. She sat down and the restraints snapped shut. Ron grabbed a lever that was connected to the floor and pulled it back. A voice was heard from the speakers in the room, "Is everyone set?"
The two heads nodded, then a klaxon sounded and red lights began to flash. A metal cylinder began to lower over Kara while the force trying to pull the lever back to its original position pulled at the resistance that Ron was trying to force on it. "Plan phase one is successful. Subject Stoppable is at ninety-five percent. Subject Supergirl is in danger as of now."
Upon the last statement, a metallic box arose from the floor and then opened. Inside was a large green rock that glowed faintly. Kara felt her strength slowly wither away. Her Argoan heritage provided her with more of a resistance from the effects of the Kryptonite, but the debilitating conditions that the mineral supplied would still claim its price in the long run.
Kara looked at Ron. His back was to her and she could see a faint halo of translucent green energy slowly start to come into existence around his body. She could see the sweat slowly start to form on the back of his neck. The sheath of energy and the obvious exertion was not lost on the observers. "Increasing pressure on lever system," came the matter of fact statement from the unseen observers.
Ron felt the bar try to lurch from his hands. He held it tight, but felt his feet slide slightly along the floor. Ron could sense the monkey force start to coalesce around him. He was aware of Kim wanting to look at the box that held doom for Kara.
#Ron, are you sure this will work?
#The hypothesis is sound, KP. It should work. We just need to get enough energy built up between us. Remember you can do anything!
Ron was broken out of his conversation with his best friend when the bar jerked again. To keep the bar from gaining any more ground he turned around to start to push against it. Doing this he saw Kara in her seat. He skin was pale and the effect of the destroyed planet was obvious in the clammy sweat that was on her face. Ron and Kim through Ron's eyes could see the large cylinder slowly lowering as the bar kept its slow relentless pursuit to return to the original position that it once held.
Kara looked at the struggling man in front of her. The energy around him was beginning to obscure her view of him somewhat. She glanced up at the column that was descending upon her. She knew that from the affect that the Kryptonite had on her she would be unable to stop it as it inched closer to her head.
"Ron," came the words weakly from her mouth, "help me please. Kim, please help."
From inside Ron's head Kim saw the box, she knew exactly what it would take to get to it and shut the lead lined enclosure to save her friend. She also knew that if Ron let go of the lever the pneumatic press would crush the blond super heroine.
Ron heard a guttural scream in his head. The scream he has heard before, though rarely.
#Ready? OKAY!
It is at this time that as a writer, a narrator, and enjoyer of fiction that I must break the 'fourth wall' as it is. The next passage that you read will be from four different view points all happening at the same time. First up will be Kim, then Ron, then Kara's view will be given, and finally the third person observer.
I close my eyes and visualize the routine and go. When I start to move it feels like I am moving through molasses. I really don't like that feeling, strange that I have done it more than once. I look around and notice that I am not looking through Ron's eyes and I look behind me with a small lump in my stomach that dissipates when I see him still putting all of his force into the lever. I flip, shutting the boxes lid without slowing and land beside the chair holding Kara and hit the release button. Grabbing Kara I pull her away from the danger zone and told Ron to relax.
I felt Kim moving in my head, the bar forced against me again and while I held against the force, my shoes were not cooperating. I clenched my teeth and eyes in an effort to keep anything else from moving. I heard the sound of metal slam against metal and then a click. The sound of rustling clothes followed by a fleshy collapse, then the most wonderful sound that I had heard in a long time, "Ron, you can let it go now," came from KP's mouth.
I don't remember the last time I was this wiped out. The Kryptonite was one thing, but the pulses of simulated red sunlight just added to the effect. All of a sudden, I hear a struggled grunt from Ron as I see the lever slowly move him back. At that moment, I see the oddest sight I can recall. Kim emerged from Ron's chest in the middle of a leap. She did a handspring, her auburn hair a contrail from her head. She landed next to me hit the button at the top of the chair, and then she pulled me from it. The only thing I could think was how good she smelled. This surprised me because I had smelt a lot of things that had come out of Ron in the time that we have known each other, and none of them smelt this good. I heard her tell Ron to let go which he did. He staggered over to us and collapsed on the floor with both of us. I look at two of my best friends, "When I said I wanted us on the floor in a sweaty heap, this is not what I meant."
As the final stages of Quantum Co-location Separation commenced there was a noticeable spike in measurable quantum energy in the area of the test site. It seemingly coalesced on test subject onetwo. At the height of the energy spike, it was near computed levels of a quantum singularity. At said spike subject two emerged from the local space of subject one and eliminated threats to subject three. After the incident, the quantum accumulation dropped to normal levels instantaneously.
Author's Afterwards: There will be an epilogue to wrap up everything. I thank again all those that have read and review.