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Chapter Three Chance, Destiny, or Fait
Boom!…a flash of light blazed out on the ocean a good way out. The ground shook, and a startled Ron Stoppable stared at the distance.
A small light seemed to be approaching him. "Hmm...wonder what that was. Whatever it was it was big." Ron blinked. Blinked again. "There is something coming this way! I wonder if I really want to be around to find out what it is?" Ron could not move, however, this was just too strange…whatever it was he felt compelled to see what it was.
A loud whistling preceded what approached, and Ron could see what reminded him of his old jetpack from Team Possible with a limp looking human form hanging below it. "Oh, My God! There is somebody hanging from that thing! Ron gasped." The object lowered toward the water as it approached, and about 50 yards from shore it started to sputter and cut out.
"I've got to do something! It's about to go down!" Ron yelled to himself. He quickly tore off his Chef's jacket, threw it down on the sand and dove into the surf, racing toward the sputtering object. Half way there Ron herd the object finally give out, and he saw it fall into the ocean…he swam twice as hard, hoping whoever was attached to it was alive, and he could get to them.
Finally he reached the person, luckily the jetpack floated, he could see it clearly now, it defiantly was a jetpack. "Please be alive, please be alive!" It was dark he could not see who or what it was, and he was working as fast as he could. "I've got to get you to shore." He muttered to the now sputtering person, who seemed to be between consciousness and waking delirium." Ron pulled the person onto his back clasping their hands in front of him and holding them with one hand he made his way back to shore.
Ron gently placed the person onto the sandy beach, and panic started to take over from where adrenalin was starting to subside. That was when he noticed what 'it' was he rescued. It was a girl. A very good looking girl. Who had RED hair, wearing a white and blue, torn, and red splotched body-suite.
"KIM….oh my god KIM…!" Ron yelled, panic now fully overtaking him. It was Kim…his Kim! He started to dig in her belt. "Kimmunicater" Gasped a now extremely panicked Ron. Fumbling he found the device and started punching buttons. It was different from the old ones they had used, smaller, lighter, and almost all touch-screen.
"WADE!" Ron screamed at the device when it came on.
"Kim what's…..RON!" Wade Load, Kim and Ron's longtime tech guru started. Unlike Ron and Kim, Ron and Wade had kept a little in touch in the last six years, and wile they did not talk often, it was not so unusual for Ron to pickup his old 'Ronnunicator' and call Wade up ever once in a great while to catch up. But this was not Ron's it was Kim's Kimmunicator.
"Wade, no time…Kim's hurt, see what you can do to get her battle suit stats up, I've got to get her to the hospital NOW!" Ron said, gaining a little composure over his panic, and trying to get hold of himself and the situation.
Kim moved a little, trying to open her eyes…through the cloud of her mind she thought the herd Ron. She could not move, open her eyes, the pain…oh the pain. "Ron….?" Kim muttered. "KP!" Ron said. "I'm Taking you to the Hospital, hang on for me…please hang on!" Ron grabbed his jacket, wrapped her in it to prevent shock, then flew up the boardwalk steps nearly running into an older man who had been walking down the walk when he had spotted them.
"What's the matter son? Can I do anything to help?"
"Please, do you have a car near here? I've got to get her to the hospital!"
"Yes…here that is my Explorer in the parking lot over there, come on!"
Ron gently, but quickly placed Kim into the back of the mans car and slit in with her sitting on the edge of the set by her legs bandaging up her visible wounds with pieces of his shirt he had begun ripping off, as the man sped them towards the hospital.
"Ron, the suits too shredded to get any reliable vitals, I'm afraid you are on your own. I have alerted the hospital to your impending arrival." Ron just nodded, frowning he cut the device off. They had to make it there quickly.