His quick and steady steps moved him through the city at great speed. Six months of running and hiding and he had found a place where he could live in peace.

As he walked through the door he sensed something moving to his left. His arm shot out and grabbed the intruder by the throat. He glanced out the side of his eye and immediately released the figure. He turned his back to her. "What are you doing here Yori?"

The young Japanese girl massaged her throat as she began to talk. "Sensei sent me to look for you. Something has affected the monkey power. Sensei said that this could affect you as well."

"It won't affect me, because I'm probably the source."

"What?"

"It happened about six months ago, right?"

"Yes."

"Six months ago I was attacked in the park. I nearly died, but made a miraculous recovery. Then a couple of weeks later me and Kim went on a mission. Shego got the upper hand and was about to finish her off when I lost it."

"What happened Stoppable-san?"

"I killed her, ripped her throat out with my teeth. I couldn't help myself. Wade ran some tests on me, discovered my body was invaded by a virus. Should've turned me into a vampire, but something in my DNA stopped it. I'm stronger and faster than any human. I got shot and stood up less than two seconds later. Don't have a problem dealing with sunlight or garlic. But I got the thirst. If I let myself get angry, I lose myself, the yearning for blood takes over and I'm just gone. All that's left is a monster."

Ron looked over at his friend and turned away from her. "It's best if you leave. I never know what might set me off."

"But you are my friend, I care for you." She placed her hand on his shoulder.

Blood-red eyes came into view as he swung around. His mouth was wide open revealing a set of fangs. His face was twisted with rage. "GET OUT!"

The demonic face that glared at her caused her to remember the stories her grandmother used to tell her. Of men who were demons, good people who lost themselves to the darkness in their own hearts. "Forgive me, but I cannot. Look at yourself, you are forgetting who you are. You are my friend Stoppable-san. I will not let you do this to yourself."

Ron turned his back to her. "You don't understand. It's getting harder. I won't be able to control it much longer. I am losing myself, I won't be Ron much longer. I don't know what I'll be."

"Then let us help you. We'll teach you control, we'll help you find a balance, and if necessary..." Yori's voice trailed off.

"You'll make sure I can't hurt anyone. Let's hurry. I've got some money saved up. I can buy a couple of plane tickets."

Yori nodded in agreement. Ron went to his dresser and pulled out his wallet. He walked out of the apartment leaving all traces of himself as if they were nothing.

They started toward the Airport.

Three years later

His blond hair was slicked back into a long ponytail. The one time partner of Kim Possible was unrecognizable. His sunglasses hid the red eyes that had become a permanent part of his appearance. The darkness caused the different pieces of equipment to stand out in the night. The slides and swings took on a sinister look to those who passed by. He saw everything in a different light. Nothing caused fear within him. He had faced the darkness in his own soul, there was nothing left for him to be afraid of.

He sat quietly on the edge of the sandbox. A beautiful young woman walked up behind him. "I hope this isn't about a mission. I don't do that anymore, I'm surprised people still visit the site."

A deep voice slid from the figure. "If you don't do it anymore, why is the site still up?"

"I don't have time for games, what do you want?"

"Forgiveness, I suppose, maybe a chance to make things right."

"I don't know who you are and I'm not a part of your problems. I don't care what stupid thing you did, I'm not going to help you."

She turned away from the stranger in the black leather jacket. She didn't see as he stood up. "You're not the person I remember. I'm sorry for wasting your time." Ron started to move away from the young woman.

"So who do you remember?"

The question took him by surprise. "A person who would always lend a helping hand to someone in need. A girl who wanted to help, she didn't just do it because she felt she had to."

"Well, it doesn't matter. That person disappeared a long time ago. I only care about number one. Me."

A tear ran down his face. "I guess so. I guess the person I loved is dead. Later KP."

Kim swung her body around to face him. Nobody was there.

"Ron?"