Title: Ordinary Girl II
Author: Trillian42
Author's Notes: Okay, this is my first try at action. As always, criticism is needed (but a nice review to say you liked it is much appreciated). Hope you enjoy!
JMAN2.0: Thank you, I'll try. DarkCloud1: Glad you liked my choice of Killigan. There is a reason I chose him (plus no one uses him in stories, I agree). Thanks. Salimoo: Sometimes I think my version of Wade doesn't want them to be happy either. Glad you liked the one scene… some others thought it was too much, maybe I went a little overboard, but I still think it's cute. You caught me on the hair thing, my bad. Spitfire F.22: It's okay to have complaints, anything helps. I don't know if it's the best, but thanks. Willk1989: Okay, glad my spelling and grammar is improving; now I can focus on my word choice. I'm not planning Wade to keep them apart, but read into that as you wish. I'm trying to get some action, which I'm new at, so hopefully that will turn out well. Glad to know the arguing scene was okay, I was worried. Glad it made it's way into your favourites. Jessica: Really glad you are enjoying both stories. I won't hurt the girls, don't worry; I don't like angst ;-). The Incredible Werekitty: Thanks. KPR: Okay, at least I have Lyndi okay, I'll work on the 5-year-old bossiness and bad grammar. Thanks for the tips. Triaxx2: Wow, get Rufus to watch them, there's an idea I never thought of… but still. Even if it is Rufus, would you want to leave 2 kids with a mole rat for supervision? What if they hurt him? Nice catch though. Ron-sama: Me too! Thanks, I'll try. Ron Stop: The name of the chapter was a last minute choice to intrigue you. Otherwise, it's about them moving past friendship and their fear of commitment. Not the best choice, I know, didn't think It'd matter too much. I'll try for better names in the future. Jezrianna2.0: Such a list. First off, I fixed most of the things you pointed out about word choice. Sorry the ending felt muddled to you, but I don't really know how to fix that. I'll try to tone down the emotions, but Ron strikes me as the kind of guy who reads too much into things (like the whole food chain thing). Lastly, I'm not insisting upon reviews, just from experience before I started publishing, I wouldn't review when they said they wanted a certain number, but I would if they sounded in need of advice. I'm not trying to sound overly pressuring, sorry if I came off as that. I'll try to tone it down. Averroes: Sometimes I wonder if I'm digging my own grave too. But, I'll just go with it for now. Hopefully it will turn out well. MikaSono: Glad you liked it, and it's okay to poke at little things if they seem wrong. As per a muse, they're like inspiration. When I talk about my muse, It's the ideas that come to me, seemingly from nowhere... hope that helped. RanmasAngel: Thank you so much. I try. SirDucksworthy: He is a good little hairless rodent! Glad I covered all the angles. Enjoy this chap. KimnRon4ever: Thanks; I thought so too. I don't know, I guess fluff is an odd way to refer to writing. Lucius the Fallen: LOL, I know I should, but truth be told, I'm a procrastinator. Hopefully I'll get better with time.
This one is going out to Jezrianna2.0, for her elaborate reviews and constant support. Thank you so much for taking the time to review and make a difference.
Kim was jostled awake by the sound of leaves whipping under the base of Captain Rogers's jet. Feeling a warm mass against her right side, Kim carefully rubbed her eyes to reveal the sleeping form of Ron, who'd once again fallen asleep against her. Nudging him slightly over with care, Kim held herself upright and peered out the window. She noticed they were descending onto Killigan's hidden island lair. Leaving Ron to sleep, Kim rose to her feet and proceeded to the cockpit.
Trying to find a clear place to land, Rogers surveyed the area with a practiced eye, eventually bring the craft to rest in a small open valley. Taking a deep breath, the man finally turned to acknowledge Kim. "Miss Possible, It has been a while," the middle-aged man said in a cautious tone. "Now if I may ask, why are the youngsters traveling with you?" Kim pushed her unclean hair back, tying it absentmindedly into a ponytail before regaling the Captain of the circumstances regarding their current predicament. Signifying his understanding by nodding sympathetically, Rogers rose his full height and reached across the cockpit into a small compartment. "Look, Kim. I'll be in the area for a while. Should anything happen to the little ones or you need a ride home, call for help. I'll be there as soon as possible."
Kim took the small communicator, rolling it in the palm of her hand. It was hardly the size of a AA battery. It appeared to be a simple call button, much like those found on hospital beds. A small red button registered the gadget as offline. Grasping the device with loving care, Kim tried to express her gratitude to the pilot, who merely waved her thanks off. Kim carefully pocketed the device and headed to the back of the plane.
Expecting to find Ron asleep where she had left him, Kim was slight worried to find him nowhere in the immediate area. "Kim!" called a voice from the ground. Looking down the loading platform, she saw Ron, with the two girls playing the field, picking yellow flowers and arguing lightheartedly about who had the best bouquet. Kim quickly descended from the plane to reach the three. Behind her, the stairs ascended and the plane rose to safe height before moving off in the direction they had come from.
Pulling the Kimmunicator from her side pocket, Kim questioned Wade, "Alright, we're here. Now where is he?"
With a quick glance at another screen in his room, Wade answered confidently, "It's about six clicks North of your current position. Not too much security... about half-a-dozen guards. Let me know if anything else turns up".
The two friends looked at the field where the girls were currently playing, rolling in the ragweed. "Well, this should be enjoyable" Ron muttered sarcastically as they began their journey.
Despite all odds, the four made astounding time. Luckily, the girls were too preoccupied by their plans of saving the world to notice the distance. Finally reaching the barrier surrounding the compound, Kim pulled out her grappling hook with Ron following suit. Shooting it upwards at a 75-degree angle, she observed the girls as they watched her fluid movements with anticipation. Both seemingly realized the need for silence, for which Kim was glad.
Reaching down, Kim ensured that Harmony had a tight grip before ascending the wall. Ron followed with similar precautions for Lyndi's safely. After the heart wrenching ascent and consequent descent, they continued towards the interior of the structure. Once inside, Kim paused, pulling the others behind a large packing crate to decide their plan of action.
"So," Ron began, "any plans KP?"
"Well I figured maybe we could…" but before she could finish Harmony interrupted.
"I have a better plan!" she claimed, looking proud of herself. Neither teen noticed Lyndi leaning out from behind the crate and proceeding carefully down the hallway.
"Oh yeah," Kim challenged, "and what's that?"
Lyndi wandered down the darkened hallways, her young mind registering fear but unwilling to let that alone control her. The halls seemed so much larger without her sister, Ron or Kim present. Lyndi glanced nervously down the two diverging roads within the building. Hearing movement down the right tunnel, she proceeded towards the adult voices.
The hallway opened into a large room with half-a-dozen guards lounging in chairs, playing cards. Sneaking quietly towards the far entrance, Lyndi scarily breathed for fear of being caught. Unfortunately, one of the more observant guards glanced across the room at that instant, noticing the lost three-year-old roaming the base.
Elbowing his neighbor and nodding towards the girl, who was frozen in place with eyes clenched shut for fear of being apprehended. The guards rose from their chairs, leaving their weapons lying beside the table. Advancing on the small girl and laughing at the event unfolding in front of them, no one noticed a teenage girl, creeping silently from the door the toddler had exited.
Kim shot into action, seeing Lyndi in need of help. Leaping into the air, Kim's foot found its mark on the closest man's back. Flying over his fallen body, she executed a leg sweep, catching three of the men off guard. Rising to her feet, she flipped backwards towards Lyndi, who was now watching the men's defeat. Kim ushered the small girl towards the far entrance where the two had entered and when Ron and Harmony waited.
Bringing her attention back to the task at hand, Kim saw that two of the men she's swept the floor with were cataleptic, apparently knocked unconscious by the impact on the floor. Sizing up the conscious men, she saw two seemed dazed, leaving only another pair at their full potential. Moving her body into a martial arts stance, Kim beckoned the remaining to attack. The two whom Kim had wounded already advanced on her with malicious grins. She jabbed three strong punches to the first man before he was buckled over. Kim threw her knee into the man's face, breaking his nose with a resounding crack. Using his retreating form as a prop, Kim threw another kick at the man behind him, instantly knocking him out.
Unfortunately for the cheerleader, the final pair had a better strategy then their predecessors. Each grabbed one of her arms, lifting her off the ground. Kim kicked helplessly in the air. Suddenly Kim found her footing again as the man on her left released her arm. Quickly dispatching the man on her right, she glanced to her left, her eyes finding Ron, one of the handguns left by the card table in hand, using the butt to knock out her capturer.
Smiling and loosing a light laugh at Ron's timing, she leaned in, giving him a quick kiss before running from the room towards the girl's and their next objective. Ron practically melted before pulling himself together and following his friend. The first thing he heard from the small group was Harmony.
"See, told you I had a good plan! Told you! Told you!" Doing a little dance, which Lyndi joined in giggling the two, danced around Kim, who was standing at ease, arms across her chest, rolling her eyes at the girl's antics.
Rejoining his girls, Ron agreed with Harmony, "Yes good plan Harmony". Seeing Kim roll her eyes with his peripheral vision, he turned to her. "Well it was!" he defended himself.
"Whatever," Kim muttered under her breath, "lets just go. We still have Killigan to beat."
Happily running slightly ahead, Harmony pretended to have a gun, using her fingers for props. Running after her sister, Lyndi tried to do the same, only to have it seem like she was simply pointing straight ahead. Once finding the cross path Lyndi had met earlier, the team journeyed down the right path, presumably towards Killigan.
Sure enough, within seconds the sound of Killian's villainous ranting consumed the passage. Ron pulled the girl's back quickly, making them promise to stay where he told them, out of sight and safe. Mumbling angrily at her cousin, Harmony agreed and receded to behind him, followed by Lyndi, who was less reluctant to agree. They glimpsed into a large cyclical reception room. Kim took her time, taking in every aspect of the fortress.
The room was large, not unlike his previous one. The room was dimly lit, bright light beeping systematically on oversized consoles. The room was cyclical, and while the center was free of obstructions, several hundred boxes lay around the perimeter. Crouching and moving into the weak light of Killigan's main chamber, the team hid behind an oversized plant, catching only the tail end of Killigan's plans.
Ron just rolled his eyes at Killigan's evil speak. "Yeah-yeah, blah-blah. Steal whatever, sell it on the black-market, buy giant golf course. It's always the same thing. Shouldn't he get a new hobby?" Kim just smiled, getting ready for her entrance.
"…and with that stolen merchandise selling on the black-market, I'll have enough money to buy me own golf course the size of Australia."
"And cue the evil laughter…" Ron muttered just before Killigan loosed a maniac laugh. Lyndi and Harmony giggled as Kim rolled her eyes again. "See what I mean KP, this guy is getting so predictable. We've been at this too long… I honestly can't tell the evil rants apart anymore," Ron admitted half-sarcastically as Kim shot out from behind the plant to advance on Killigan.
"Stop right there Killigan" Kim began her usual 'be good or I'll hurt you speech'.
"Ah, the wee lass… and the wee-er lassies?" Glancing behind her, Kim saw Lyndi and Harmony peaking innocently from behind the plant, with Ron moving erratically trying to block them from sight. Ron blushed and shrugged nonchalantly at Kim's questioning glance. Kim lowered her head into her hands and shook it, praying for strength before rising to full height again.
Killigan appeared to be immensely amused by the young children's involvement in the Possible Team's most recent mission. Wiping a tear from his eye, Killigan laughed harder. "Hey, we're babysitting!" Kim tried to explain, causing the man to laugh harder. Growling with frustration, Kim barely heard Harmony's voice, "I'm not a baby!"
"Whatever!" Kim shouted at the room in general, taking out her frustration. "Just bring it Killigan."
"Alright, I've had me fun" Killigan said, "guards!" Looking expectantly at the entrance the team had emerged from; it was Kim's turn to laugh.
"Yeah, they aren't coming. Maybe you should have had a backup plan," Kim called confidently to the villain. Roaring with anger, the man pulled a rectangular box of his pocket and pressed the largest button on the handheld remote. Instantly the floor in the center of the roof broke open, revealing a large machine on wheels with three long hoses protruding evenly from its center.
"What is that?" Ron questioned as the machine activated itself. Lowering a ramp to allow Killigan to enter the contraption, he rushed onboard, taking up position in its protected center. Clicking furiously on the control panel, the machine shot a single white globe towards Kim, who expertly dodged it. Upon impact, the golf ball exploded, firing bits of shrapnel at her. "Okay, that would be so cool if…" Ron tried to say before an orb flew towards him. "KIM!" Ron screamed as Kim tackled him to the left.
Lyndi and Harmony had taken refuge in the tunnel once again, peaking doubtfully into the main chamber. As Ron rose, he pulled Kim to her feet and she slipped him the Kimmunicator. Suddenly the two broke, each running in an opposite direction around the perimeter. Killigan followed Kim shooting dozens of exploding golf balls at her, each one missing. As one came dangerously close to Kim, Ron had advanced on the control center, the Kimmunicator in his hand. Wade, already working on shutting down the machine was cut off as Killigan noticed Ron.
Shooting a ball directly at the young teen, he dropped the Kimmunicator and retreated just in time. The ball impacted directly with the Kimmunicator. Ron moved back to a safe distance as his brain registered three things. The first was that the Kimmunicator had been reduced to a pile of smothering rubble. The second was that the explosion seemed to do some serious damage to Killigan's golf-ball-bomber, opening up the storage container for his exploding golf ball, but remarkably, not activating any of them. Finally, from his position across the room, he saw the two girls moving from their hiding place towards the towering device.
Trying to run the girls, Ron bypassed the main floor to avoid the golf balls. The girl's reached for the golf balls, seemingly unhearing Ron and Kim's cries as they barraged the machine with its own weapon. The two teenagers raced towards them, equally remote from the girls. The girl's fired nine balls at the device and Ron nearly died at the sound of each one. Every time one exploded, he could hear his aunt screaming for her lost children and the weeping of his family.
Finally, he reached the two at the same time as Kim. Each grabbed one of the girl's before they could grab another ball and rushed off the floor. From behind them, a final amazing crash caught the teen's attention. Killigan's own devices appeared to be turning on him. The giant machine crashed down onto its side, causing a large dent in the floor. Being pulled towards the lower area, the remaining balls on the main floor rolled slowly towards him. Killigan now stood atop his destroyed machine, looking helpless and terrified.
Kim took action instantly, firing her grappling hook into the roof of the lair, and leaping into the air, holding tightly to the handle with one hand, offering the other to Killigan, who accepted without a second thought. The two swung backwards, towards Ron and the girls. Upon reaching the height of their return, Kim let go of Killigan and retracted the hook. She landed flawlessly next to Ron who leapt to the left as Killigan slid across the floor.
Pulling him erect, Kim and Killigan followed Ron and the girls out of the lab as quickly as possible. As predicted, a sudden explosion in the main chamber behind them alerted everyone that the remaining device had exploded, compromising the integrity of the lair. The ceiling above the group cracked, warning them to move quicker.
Ron could feel Kim at his back, Killigan evidently beside her. One of the girl's balancing on each of his arms, grasping him with all their strength, Ron was surprised he could move so swiftly. Ahead, he finally glimpsed sunlight and the promise of safety. Speeding up, the group exited to structure just as it collapsed behind them.
Rising to her feet dusting off debris, Kim saw Killigan running off towards the forest. Ready to pursue him, Kim was started when he suddenly dropped, stunned. From above, three helicopters hovered, lowering men to the ground to assist in the capture. A dozen men were on the ground now, two setting to the task of tying Killigan up.
The other's secured the immediate area, finding the half-dozen men Kim and Ron had taken down earlier wandering confused. The team leader, a man by the name of Walker, explained that Wade had contacted the crew when the Kimmunicator broke, in case Team Possible needed backup. "Need a ride back to Middleton?" Walker questioned.
Looking to Ron, Kim saw his embracing the girl's tightly, the two holding him in turn as tight as possible. "No," Kim responded politely, "we'll be fine. Thank you." The man nodded, signaling his men to return to their crafts. After everyone else was aboard, he wished Kim the best of luck. Nodding her thankful goodbye to Walker, Kim fell to the ground, exhausted next to Ron. Instantly Harmony was in her arms, still holding Ron's shirt securely with her left hand. Hugging the girl to her body, Kim felt Ron's arm pulling her closer. Snuggling up next to Ron, she was struck by the though that this is what life with Ron would be like.
Kim would never be satisfied with an ordinary life, no matter how much she wished for one, and Ron would never let her fight without him backing her up. She realized that if they ever had kids, they would be just like Lyndi and Harmony, trailing after on most missions. Pulling Harmony closer to her, stroking her hair lovingly, Kim hoped with all her heart that nothing would happen to these children she was beginning to think of as her own.
Kim reached into her pocket pulling out the call device for Rogers. Clicking the button solitary button, the small monitoring light switched from red to green. Satisfied, Kim laid her head against Ron's shoulder, closing her eyes and letting her exhaustion and fears float away on the crisp spring breeze. There would be time to worry later; this was a moment she wanted to savour.
Okay, hope you liked this chapter. It's my first try at action, so I'd really like to know what you all think of it. Thanks for taking the time to read this! My muse and I hoped you enjoyed this installment of OG II!