An Unlikely Team by Emachinescat
An American Dragon: Jake Long and Kim Possible Crossover Fan-Fiction
SUMMARY: Monkey Fist and Huntsman have teamed up in order to defeat their respective foes. With Monkey Ninjas, goblins, dragons, nacos, spy gear, magic potion, secrets, regrets, and tears, no one is going to escape from this situation without changing somehow.
Disclaimer: I don't own American Dragon or Kim Possible. This is just for fun, and no copyright infringement is intended.
An Unlikely Team
Chapter Six: Where'd He Go?
After Thorn heard the thud of Jake falling to the floor, she went over to Monkey Fist and Huntsmaster and whispered, "I've done it. The American Dragon is out like a light."
"Very good," said Monkey Fist, not seeming to care in the least that Huntsman was still eyeing him enviously. "Now, we have to continue with my-"
"-our," interjected Huntsman irritably.
"Whatever," said Monkey Fist, then continued. "We will deal with these other fools later. For now, though, Monkey Ninjas, retreat!" Instantly, the scores of monkeys that had been furiously attacking Lao Shi, Kim, Ron, and Rufus (and were very near to winning), stopped mid-punch and returned to their master.
"Another day, dragon," vowed Huntsman evilly.
"Another day, Kim Possible," echoed Monkey Fist, and Huntsman used his staff to make himself, Thorn, and Monkey Fist disappear into thin air. Jake, who was still in the back room, out cold, disappeared as well.
"Why did he just tell them to stop?" Kim wondered aloud.
"It is very odd," said Lao Shi thoughtfully.
"Dude, it's not odd, it's freaky!" said Ron.
"Freaky!" squeaked Rufus, then scurried back into Ron's pants pocket.
"I mean," Ron continued, "Monkey Fist has never just 'quit' before, especially when he's winning, and, come to think of it, that's never happened before either."
"Yeah, but it's not like you didn't help tremendously, Ron," said Kim sarcastically.
"Well, Kim, can you blame me? I mean, everybody fears monkeys!"
"No, Ron, that's just you."
"I'll stick to my theory!" Ron said defensively.
Lao Shi broke up the argument with a small "ahem." He was now in human form, and he had a rather worried look on his face.
"I've just noticed - Jake is not here with us at the moment. Have either of you seen him?"
"No, I haven't," said Kim worriedly.
"Nope," said Ron, and Rufus climbed out of his owner's pocket long enough to shake his head no, then went right back to his hiding spot.
Kim whipped out the Kimmunicator and contacted Wade. "Hey, Kim, what's the sitch?" said Wade, then chuckled. "That felt really cool," he said, grinning.
"Wade! That's my line!" said Kim, frowning, but then she continued. "Jake's missing."
"What'dya mean he's missing?"
"Well, while we were fighting Monkey Fist's 'new and improved' monkey ninjas, Jake was fighting that girl in green."
Ron suddenly interrupted. "You know, have you ever wondered why all the girl ninjas seem to wear green? I mean, think about it. Sheego, that chick in the green... weird, huh?" Rufus shook his head yes.
"Ron, this is serious!" scolded Kim, then continued. "Anyway, we were so involved in fighting those monkey freaks that we didn't see where Jake went. Then the green-girl came and whispered something to Monkey Fist. Then he called off the monkey ninjas, and they disappeared."
"Kim, this is bad," said Wade.
"Ya think?"
"No, listen. Didn't you hear what I said earlier? When I spied on Monkey Fist and Huntsman, they said something about wanting to unmask and capture the American Dragon. Then they must have sensed that it was possible for someone to be spying on them, so Huntsman must have reinforced security with magic, and I lost my feed. Point is, you should have paid better attention to me when I told you that, and you should have kept a closer eye on Jake. After they find out who he really is, they plan to..." he paused, then said, "You know what? Never mind that. His fighting Huntsgirl was obviously part of their plan. I just wish I could predict what they're planning next. But they could have transported him anywhere."
"Can't you find him though, Wade? With all your NASA spy-tech stuff?" asked Ron in confusion.
"I told you. They must have felt that they were being spied on, so they reinforced their security with magic. I can't get anything on them. You'll have to track him down yourselves. Tell you what," he said, trying to be helpful. "I know a good place to start. There's a door in the back of the room. Why don't you check there? Maybe they left a clue or something. But hurry. Who knows what they'll do to him. Monkey Fist thought up this plan, and you know how ruthless he can be. Good luck, guys, and Lao Shi," he said to tired and worried old man, "I'm sure your grandson will be fine." Then under his breath, he added, "I hope."
~Emachinescat ^..^