Thirty minutes pass until they find their first indications of their closeness to the temple consisting of broken stone pillars and statues of grotesque creatures whose images have become unrecognizable due to the abuses of time and climate. With stealth, Kim and Ron walk the remainder of the way. They discover the temple sitting just below the little hill they are standing on. More broken and climate beaten stone pillars greet their eyes as well as incomplete walls resulting from some sections falling unto the ground. They quietly move off the dirt path and hide themselves within the luscious knee high green grass surrounding the temple. They lie on their stomachs and both part some grass in front of them in order to gain a better view using their advance binoculars.
Through her binoculars, Kim sees the temple's entrance guarded by five of Monkey Fist's ninja trained monkeys dress in traditional black ninja uniform. Suddenly, a large slightly overweight man dressed in a black t-shirt, blue overalls, and beaten up work boots comes out of the temple pushing a rusted, green wheelbarrow full of recently dug up earth. He has an emotionless look on his grimy, tanned face while his eyes show no life behind them. The man dumps his load on an ever growing pile of dirt a few feet away from the entrance and disappears back into the temple without breaking his pace. Kim presses a small button on her binocular that changes its vision from normal to thermal and she followshis heat signature in a background of cold stone as he moves down an incline and disappears from her vision.
She places her binoculars back in her backpack and turns to Ron. "We need to get down there," Kim whispers. "We need a distraction."
Ron whispers back to her. "Worry not KP. I have it covered. I'll meet you inside as soon as I can."
Kim cautiously whispers, "Be careful!"
"Aren't I always?"
Ron slides over, gives Kim a quick kiss on the lips, and quietly moves through the grass toward the dirt path leading toward the temple's entrance. He takes off his backpack, removes a folded map, and throws his backpack back on. He unfolds it and walks down to the temple's entrance as he pretends to read it while Rufus pops out of his pocket, climbs onto his shoulder and also pretends to read the map. He approaches the unaware monkey guards until they hear his footsteps. They jump into their attack stances.
"Oh, hi," greets Ron. "You deadly trained monkey ninjas wouldn't know where the local Buenos Nachos is would you? We seem to have gotten ourselves lost."
One of the five monkey ninjas performs a flying jump kick directly at Ron, who ducks the assault. Ron quickly gets back on his feet as Rufus jumps back into his pocket.
"I'll take that as a no," exclaims Ron.
He begins a mad dash up the dirt path making sure all the monkey ninjas jump and chase after him, which leaves the entrance unguarded. When the coast becomes clear, Kim makes a break for the entrance. Before she enters, she casts a worried look in the direction Ron and the ninja monkeys ran off to, and she sends a silent prayer for her love's safety before breaking the temple's threshold completely.
Kim cautiously walks toward the stone incline as the echo her footsteps produce against the stone floor resonates throughout the temple's stone atrium. As quietly as she can, Kim walks down the incline, which is illuminated by torches running along either side ofits ever growing walls. The shadows and light brush against her face as she moves deeper and deeper down to the incline's base and realizes she has now entered the cave. The smooth tunnel seems endless as she stares into it. Taking a deep breathe, Kim starts her walk down the long tunnel of torch light.
After several minutes, Kim begins to hear the faint echo of digging as she moves farther down the tunnel. The echo becomes louder and louder as the tunnel leads into an expansive space lined with faded paintings plastered on the walls and the floor. Spaced evenly along both walls stand short, fat, eroded stone pillars, each of which have basins filled with an odorous liquid that the fires illuminating the space float upon. She follows the sounds of shovels and pick axes striking earth and rock as her shadow dances along the walls as she moves through the space. Kim tries to make out the paintings as she moves pass them but the poor lighting hampers her efforts. A few moments pass when she comes across a torch lit alcove and the source of the digging. Peering inside, she sees the light bouncing off several men, including the man with the wheel barrow, and women digging diligently at the end of the small enclosure. Kim quietly makes her way into the alcove and touches the nearest person, a woman dressed in a long sleeve shirt, blue jeans, and white sneakers, on the shoulder. Ignoring Kim, the woman continues at her task. Kim moves around her in order to get a good look at her face. The woman's young, dirt covered sweaty face holds the same emotionless gaze and lifeless eyes as the man pushing the wheel barrow had. Kim makes her way to a few others and sees the same look on all their faces while they continue to work unabated by Kim's presence as if she were invisible to them.
She slowly exits the alcove and makes her way down to the end of the massive space. Kim turns to her left and spots another tunnel similar to the one she entered before. Carefully she makes her way down this tunnel and emerges into another alcove illuminated by torch light. In the middle of this large alcove stands a well preserved decorated stone alter. Sitting upon it is a wooden box decorated with paintings and ritual symbols whose meanings elude her. The box teases her curiosity. Kim carefully surveys the alcove for any noticeable dangers despite the hampering of the shadows. With her guard up, she cautiously walks up to the front of the alter and stops inches away from its edge. She slowly reaches toward the box and feels its roughness through her gloved hands. Kim finds the grooves of its lid and removes it carefully. She looks into the box and finds nothing. Suddenly, the alcove becomes more illuminated as a line of fire dances along the small trenches cut into the top of the small artificial walls attached to the alcove's natural walls. Turning around, Kim sees a figure slowly separating itself from the shadows of the tunnel entrance.
"I was beginning to worry you wouldn't show up, but now I can put my worries aside," the figure says.
As the figure moves into the torch light, Kim's eyes confirm her ears recognition. A black haired Englishmen with genetically altered hands and feet to resemble those of a monkey immerges from the shadows. He wears a black ninja gi while carrying a wooden mask in his left hand and a small torch in his right. Behind him walk several of his monkey ninjas on their knuckles and feet. They stop a few inches behind their master and assume their fighting stances. Kim walks a few feet away from the alter and assumes her fighting stance.
An evil smile forms on Monkey Fist's face. "Kim Possible is here."