Disclaimer: Disney owns Kim Possible and all other characters except for Stewart Emerald who, along with this story, belongs to me.
Monkey See, You Do
Silence and stillness rules the night as a heavy, thick fog covers the manicured estate. It hangs in the air, deprives the light of the stars and moon, and provides the perfect opportunity for a heist. The lone figure creeps quickly toward the high, metal fence surrounding the immense mansion as his prize calls to him behind its decorative walls. With ease, the figure leaps over the fence and lands with hardly a sound on the other side. He surveyed and memorized the area countless times in the last week and, with an uncanny speed, finds his way to the mansion despite the fog. He unhooks the grapple from his belt and flings it towards the roof where the grapple's hooks grab and dig at the red, brick chimney planted on the roof. Pulling at the rope until it becomes taut, he tests to see if it could support his weight, then he climbs the rope with relative ease. Within seconds, he scales the twenty foot wall and stands upon the roof. Removing the grapple and placing it at the edge of the chimney's opening, he quietly drops the rope down the chimney. Slowly he climbs down the somewhat tight brick shaft toward the chimney's hearth. The ash covered intruder emerges from the hearth to find himself in a private study on the mansion's upper floor. As he quietly walks, he leaves ash footprints upon the polished hardwood and upon the expensive Oriental rug that lies in the study. The easy part ends while the hard part begins, finding his prize. Quietly he searches the study with great scrutiny, but only finds failure. With silence he opens the door to the study and enters the hardwood floored hallway lined with paintings on either side. For nearly an hour he carefully searches every room on that upper floor and finds many items of value but these mean nothing to him.
With sheath and speed, he walks down a grand stair case down to the atrium of the mansion. He begins his search of the ground floor by entering the library. Shelves of books line the wall to his right. A large glass window faces him at the end of the room, while expensive chairs stand in the room's middle. A large elaborate rug covers most of the hardwood floor. To his left stands a wall with a large glass display case in front of it. He makes his way to the display case and peers inside. A collection of masks greets him and an evil, triumphant smile slowly forms on his face. He knows he's close. Eagerly and with some impatience, he quickly scans each mask until he stands transfixed on a wooden one decorated to resemble a monkey. Its eyes consist of a ruby colored gemlike substance as its painted mouthshovesan evil smile that beckons him to come and possess it. He hears it calling to him. His prize awaits him. With no finesse, he punches the glassproducing asmall hole in the display caseas the shattered glass rains down onto its bottom and the library's floor. He reaches in and carefully liberates the mask from its glass prison.
Holding it at arms length in awe, his smile grows even wider. "At last, the mask of Guaduelme is now mine!"
Suddenly, an expression of pain forms on his face as sharp pain shoots from his genetically altered hand to his brain.
"Owww!" The man exclaims as he shakes his injured hand. "Clearly that was not the best course of action," he notes but then brings his attention back on his prize. "But still a small price to pay to have ultimate power. Ha, ha, ha, ha!"