Hey guys & gals, hope you are well. Alright, here we go, chappie eight. It's simple, really, andI hope you will enjoy it. It's an ending and a beginning. One more chappie left, but the main plotline ends here. Next chappie is just a tie up, movng forward to the next story. Thanks, all, and I mean it. Much Peace and Love, now and ongoing. You guys rock, hard. THANKS!
Don't Touch My Monkey – Chapter 8
In Drakken's lair…
Ron peaked around a giant crate of science do-dads. Anger welled up inside him, seeing Kim trussed to the support beam. She was struggling, but not having any luck freeing her self.
His eyes glowed bright blue.
'KP, don't freak out, I'm here. Rufus and I. We'll get you outta this. Where's Drakken?'
"Ron?" Kim cried, "Ron! I knew it couldn't be true! Never!"
"Oh but it is, Kim Possible!" Drakken shouted, stepping out on the balcony, followed by Shego and the syntho-Ron, syntho-Rufus still perched on his shoulder, staring blankly. "And your little Ronnie-poo has something he wants to say to you…"
"Just like I told you, syntho-dud…" Shego whispered.
Drakken had placed the mind control chip on the back of the syntho-Ron's neck, and Shego had commanded him to break-up with Kim, harshly. The chip would fry the syntho's artificial brain when removed, but it would not be necessary after the damage had been done.
'What the heck is that?' Ron thought, seeing himself next to the green maven.
'Drakken cloned you Ron. That's how he caught me. It came to my window, and we had been… you know, in the treehouse, and I just trusted it. Then Shego drugged me. I'm sorry, Ron. I should have seen through it.' Kim sent back.
'Don't be sorry KP, It's almost as pretty as I am…' Ron said joshingly, trying to bolster her spirit. 'Hang in there. They can't beat us, they oughta know by now…'
Kim smiled confidently up at the evil-doers. "Too late, Drakken, that silly syntho-thingy may have fooled me once, but I can see right through it now. Hasn't the whole syntho thing been over done?"
Shego growled uproariously. "I knew it! Drakken, your ideas may be good, but your technique is the pits!"
She powered up her hand, and shoved it through syntho-Ron's midrift, the clone draining, terminated. She stepped on syntho-Rufus, the little fake popping like a dibalo sauce packet, green goo splattering.
"I'm just gonna do this is old fashioned way…" Shego jumped down from the ledge, heading to Kim.
Ron flew from his hiding spot, lowering his shoulder, knocking Shego over. Her body slid into the wall. She looked up.
"Ah, the stupid sidekick. Nice hit. Too bad it'll be the last thing you ever DO!" the henchwoman for hire cried, getting up, rushing him.
'Ron, be careful, she's good…' Kim thought.
'Fear not, KP.' Ron answered, smiling. 'I'm not holding back anymore…'
Shego advanced on Ron, throwing a glowing punch at his head. Ron's own glow was flaming blue, and he simply moved his head deftly out of the way. Shego countered with a leg sweep, but Ron just jump-roped over it.
Shego roared, angry, throwing everything she had at Ron. By dodging and blocking, no attacks succeeded. Ron grinned at her as she backed off, doubt creeping onto her face. Ron turned to Kim.
"She is cute when she's angry, isn't she KP?" he laughed. Kim smirked. He drew the Lotus Blade, the mystic weapon transforming to a bo staff as he pulled.
Shego struck at Ron again, but he dropped into a simian crouch, dropping her with a sweep of the staff. He sprung up, landing on Shego, his knees pinning her down.
"One, nobody but Kim calls me a sidekick. Two…" He stated, his face morphing to serious. "…I don't like being cloned. Three, Shego, you oughta know by now, you can't beat Kim. Ever. Give it up, Greenie."
He whacked Shego hard with the tip of his staff, square in the center of her forehead.
Shego grimaced in pain, going loopy.
"You've changed… gone evil again…" she moaned, fear washing over her, eyes rolling up into her head. She passed out.
"Ron, you're my partner, remember?" Kim cheered, smiling.
"Yeah, but it sounded cool, didn't?" Ron answered, smirking.
The mutate crouching in the dark shadows quivered, feeling the Power so close at hand.
"Well done, Stoppable, you have claimed what is not yours, completely…" Monkey Fist said, moving up behind Kim, a wicked dagger clutched in his hand. He placed it across her neck, sliding the edge against her skin ever so softly. A tiny red line of blood appeared. Kim drew her head back, gulping in fear.
"Monkey Fist! What are you doing here?" cried Drakken, disbelieving. "Oh, and DNAmy is looking for you…"
"SHUT UP, FOOL!" Monkey Fist screamed, crazily. "This is between the buffoon and I alone! Go sell some ice cream!"
The Lotus Staff transformed again, this time taking the shape of a throwing spear. Ron quickly jumped up, chucking it at Drakken. The blue skinned mad scientist cringed, as the spear connected, pinning him to the wall, the tip piercing his jacket.
"I'm just going to be quiet now…" he whined, fearful without his Shego. "Oh, and his name is Stoppable, Ron Stoppable. Don't forget I remembered, I beg you."
Ron turned to Fist, his rage at the sight of Kim's blood growing quickly. Ron sent a message to Rufus, who was still near the crate they had hid behind.
'Rufus, go to Kim. The ropes…' Rufus heard in his mind. 'Secret ninja style…'
The mole rats eyes squinted in determination. He slithered snake like to Kim's feet, undetected, and began to gnaw at the thick braid that held her captive.
"You hurt her Fist, and I'll hurt you… bad. Very bad." Ron growled, ape like.
"Well, then…" Fist laughed, chimpish, "…it appears we have a trade to make."
"What? Anything, just leave Kim be!" Ron answered roughly.
"THE POWER, YOU FOOL!" he cried. "You stole what should be mine, and you will give it back, all of it. Or Miss Possible shall perish, I promise you."
Half a world away, at Yamanouchi…
Sensei's eyes opened wide, lying on his bedding. He felt a strong tug at his core, a dangerously frightened tug.
"Ron-san…" he whispered. He closed his eyes again, falling into deep meditation.
His astral body appeared in the tree house, finding a scared Ron, pacing, the robe of the Master draped around him.
'Sensei, Kim's in danger. Monkey Fist! He has a knife, and there's blood on her neck, and he wants the Power or he'll kill her. I think he'll kill her anyway. He's crazy. Crazier, I mean.'
'Monkey Fist!' Sensei thought. 'He is mad from the loss of the Power, I assume.'
'I guess…' Ron answered. 'Sensei, what do I do? I don't want him to get the Power, but I'll give it to him, if there's even a chance of saving Kim. What do I do?'
Sensei smiled grimly. 'Good. You are a true Master, Ron-san. When you… give your Power to Miss Possible, when you are close with her, do you understand why it happens?'
'Um, gee, Sensei, ah, because we're… sharing? What's that got to do with anything?' Ron wondered, exasperated.
'Ron-san, no one man can hold the Power by himself. It is too great. It will… overflow, put simply. Fist cannot 'share', his heart and mind are too selfish and blackened.'
'So I can't just give it to him?' Ron asked, perplexed.
'Not as such. But you have a bond, a strong one, with Miss Possible. She can take all the Power, even if only for moments. She can pull the Power to her, if the bond, if the peace and love are strong enough…'
Back at the lair…
Ron's exchange with Sensei had only taken seconds real time. Monkey Fist assumed he was deliberating whether or not the loss of the Power was worth Possible's petty life.
"Answer, Stoppable, I have little time to dally…" Fist barked to the boy.
Ron's body began to glow hot with the Power, the blue turning white hot, strobing quickly within the lair.
"Fine, Fisk, it's yours. All of it…" Ron shouted, drawing every bit of the mystical force into his soul. All, except the spark that lay peacefully with his KP.
'Kim, when I give it to him, pull like only you can… pull like when we…share…' Ron quickly thought to his love.
'Ronny, no, don't give it to him, he'll kill me anyway…' Kim returned, forlorn.
'Please, KP, trust me, your love will protect me. I'm at peace with that.' Ron shot back, confident.
'And your peace will guide me…' Kim realized. 'I'm on it, my love.'
Ron's body began to blur, the Power coursing through him. The ugly green spirits of the young Warrior and the Warrior Princess seeped out of his body, spiraling around him, floating. He drew his hands together, fingers weaving, forming a tight double fist in front of him.
"Get ready Fisk, cause it's coming, and it's coming hard…" he mumbled.
Ron pointed his hands at Monkey Fist, and with an ape grunt, Power shot forth, striking Fisk's body hard.
Monkey Fist cried out joyously, soaking the Power in, ready to accept it's full assault.
"…yes… yes… YESSSSS!" he cried, his eyes bulging, the two spirits flying over to him. The young Warrior flowed easily into his body, but the Warrior Princess seemed to bang against him, unable to enter his soul.
"Kim, NOW! TAKE IT! TAKE IT ALL, MY PRINCESS!" Ron cried, his body crumpling to the floor.
Kim pulled, drawing up the feeling she got when Ron shared with her, when they were together as one.
"I walk beside the one true Master, our love will protect us, our peace will guide us!" she cried out in passion as the spirit of the Princess flew into her form wantonly, followed quickly by the young Warrior, flowing out of Fist, a broad smile across his ghost face. The Power followed, ebbing from Fisk's body into hers. Empowered, she broke through the remaining bonds, the ones Rufus had not already chewed through, almost halfway up her body. Fist's knife cut into her in reflex, blood squirting from her neck. She quickly reached up, grabbing his arm, breaking it easily. She shot an open palm thrust, connecting with Monkey Fist's nose, breaking it, driving him down to the floor, unconscious.
The Power, the full Power collected inside her. She screamed, her physical body falling to the floor. Rufus jumped to her neck, covering the wound with his little body, ceasing the flow of blood as best he could, a tiger-like growl shooting from his tiny mouth.
The Power zoomed back to Ron's body, filling him, has back arching off the floor as the spirits flowed back into him. He convulsed for a second, before collapsing still.
The quiet was deafening. Ron's mind wanted to black out, but one true, real thought kept him afloat.
"KP…" he mumbled, slowly rising, twisting, moving over to her. He saw Rufus doing his best to stop the blood flow.
"Move it, little buddy…" he asked, smiling at his companion.
Rufus rolled away, slick with his girl's life force. "Hnk, save Kim-Kim."
Ron placed his hand on her neck lovingly. Power shot forth from his hand, warming her skin, the wound closing as if watching it open in reverse. Her eyes opened, and she took Ron in a lovers embrace.
"Holy shit…" Shego murmured, having come to. She scrambled, jumping up, pulling herself onto the balcony. She yanked at the Lotus Spear pinning Drakken, pulling it out of the wall, dropping it.
"We need to go… Stoppable got an upgrade, somehow…" she said to her boss.
"Yes, it seems time, doesn't… err, thank you, Shego…" Drakken agreed, breathless. They stumbled into the adjoining room, arm in arm, disappearing.
"Warrior…" Kim whispered, her mind whirling.
"My Princess…" Ron smiled. "It's all good…you did great, KP."
Ron and Kim floated up to a standing position, their embrace never breaking. Rufus scampered up to his boy's shoulder.
Rufus looked over at Monkey Fist. His body was stirring, coming to. The little rat's eyes glowed blue, and the Lotus Spear floated over, morphing to a billy club. It's popped Monkey Fist on the forehead, sending him back to la-la land.
Ron grinned, widely. "Thanks, Rufus, You da man."
"Hnk, no prob." Rufus replied. "Kim-Kim?"
"I'm Ok, Roofy. Thanks, my little Warrior."
Rufus puffed up, proud. "Yea, no big!"
"No, Rufus, big. You helped save my life…" noticing her blood on him. "I love you, Rufus."
"Luv you too!" he said, beaming.
"You sure you're Ok, KP?" Ron asked, kissing her forehead.
"Never better, Ronny. Thanks. I mean… thanks…" Kim sighed, her head falling on his shoulder. Rufus patted the top of her head, lovingly.
"Not necessary, KP. You took down Monkey Fist, righty-o?" Ron replied.
"Yeah, I guess. But we're partners, Ron. Friends. Together. We're a team. No more sidekick crap." Kim smiled warmly.
"Yeah, but you can still call me that, every once in a while, ya know. I don't mind." Ron grinned. "I like walking beside you."
"Me too, Ronny. You're my hero, ya know. My Warrior."
Back at Yamanouchi…
Nooni opened Sensei's chamber door without knocking, looking down at him. She was in her bedclothes.
"What happen?" she asked, her eyes wide. She had awoken, feeling the spirit of the Princess in agony, then peaceful. Nooni felt her peace. "I felt it."
"Ron-san is the true Master. Miss Possible is his Princess. He gave the Power away, willingly. She protected him, protected his Power. He guided her. Their bond is now irrevocable." Sensei answered.
"I right then, my Warrior. They strong, they face the end, and they finish true." Nooni replied, lying down next to him. "We at rest now."
"Yes, my Princess, we can rest now…" Sensei said, smiling at her.
They didn't touch each other, other than Nooni reaching over, slowly stroking his soft, flowing goatee. They lay together, enjoying their freedom from the burden.
"It about time. I knew she the one. Ron-san obviously the one." Nooni murmured.
"Yes, you were right. Now, the prophecy begins…" Sensei stated sagely.
"Prophecy, bah. We let them be for now. Let them love each other. They earn it. Monkey business can wait." Nooni scoffed.
"Prophecies can't be overlooked, Nooni. Soon the Black Raven and the Golden Panda must be chosen. They walk in tandem with the Blue Fox and the Pink Sloth. Balances must be kept in check, lest Ron-san take the Power awry. He is strong, but no man is strong enough." Sensei replied.
"Now you sound like animaligist. Silly American game. You let him love her a while. This is what my heart tells me. They wait a long time. They deserve it." Nooni stated, drawing her hand off his beard, wrapping her pinky around his, hands by their sides. "We deserve it."
"Yes, perhaps you know best, my Princess…" Sensei said, his eyes closing. "For now, let them love, and be loved. It is only right…"
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