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Blood of the Werewolf: Epilogue

As the two stood over Count Borris's body, Ron held the Lotus blade in one hand, blood dripping from the tip, and his other arm was around Kim's waist, giving her support as she was a little weak from the whole ordeal.

"What's next, Ron?" Kim asked, looking into his brown eyes.

"Well, I say we get this body back to the museum, and then go home."

"Shouldn't we contact the authorities?" Kim asked.

"And tell them what? That Count Borris, a well-respected man in the community was a bloodthirsty werewolf, and we killed him? Yeah, that would go over well."

Ron handed the Lotus Blade to Kim, bent over, and hoisted the Count's body onto a shoulder. They then trudged off towards the museum.

Now, you would think that this would be quite an odd site. One man, shirtless, carrying another who was half-naked, and a woman with a sword, wearing a shirt that was 2 sizes too big. But then again, they were in Transylvania, and the next person they saw, was Norris, the Count's driver. He had just arrived a few minutes earlier, and had walked out the back door of the museum looking for his boss. Instead, this is the site he was greeted with.

Norris knew immediately what had happened. He had worked for Count Borris for many years, and knew everything. He was to Count Borris like what Reinfield was to Dracula. "At last, it is over." Was all he said, and helped Ron lay the body down just inside the back door of the museum.

"Do not vorry. I vill take care of him. He vas like a… brother, to me. You may valk through ze museum to ze back, and will find a small office area. Zere you vill find a closet with some clothes, which you can have. Zere is also some money in ze desk drawer zat you may have to get you back to ze States. You may also take ze Benz that is out in front to ze airport, here are ze keys. Thank-you, Ron Stoppable, Kim Possible. You have made many lives so much better." He then gave a slight bow to the two teens, as a sign of respect, and then offered his hand, which both teens shook.

Kim and Ron walked back to the office, and found everything that Norris had said was there. Kim found a better shirt, one that fit better, and gave Ron back his. They then went into the bathrooms and cleaned up the best they could.

"Ron, you're not going to believe this."

"What?"

Kim pulled her shirt down a little, exposing her upper chest. "Kim, if you're trying to flash me…"

"No, Ron." Kim said, slightly upset with Ron. She was in no mood to joke around. "Look! The scar is… gone!"

"Even if you still had it, Kim, you would still be beautiful to me." Ron said, giving his trademark goofy grin. That got a smile from her. "Now there's that smile I wanted to see."

The two then walked out the museum, hand in hand, and drove to the airport. They didn't have to wait long for a commuter flight, as they were scheduled about every hour, shuttling people to and from the main international hub. Once there, it was about 2 hours for the next flight to the states, and both teens were very hungry.

Kim and Ron found a small cafeteria that looked promising, and was able to get some food in their stomachs. Kim spoke first while they were eating.

"That sure was nice of Norris to give us the clothes and money. I'm glad we took most of it, as these flights are really expensive." She reached across the table with a napkin, and wiped the corner of her boyfriend's mouth. He was stuffing it full of a second BLT sandwich that was loaded with mayo.

Ron swallowed quickly. "Thanks, KP. Uhh… Kim?" He was about to broach what could be a very personal issue for his girlfriend. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure Ron, anything."

"Have there been any… lingering effects from your being a wolf?" Ron had decided to just spit the question out, and hope she didn't get upset.

Kim dropped her eyes and head slightly, and whispered, "Yeah, a few." Ron almost didn't hear her.

"Like what? If I may ask. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

"That's OK, Ron. I understand. There are a few… things. I still crave meat. As you can see." She motioned to her plate, which had been heaped with different kinds of beef earlier. It now sat empty. She didn't even leave any fat, or gristle. "And, I've still got… these." She slightly opened her mouth, revealing inch and a half long canine teeth.

Ron sat there with a surprised look on his face. "Don't worry, I won't bite you. I don't have those… urges anymore. Of course, when they're gone, then it's an all new ballgame." She gave him a wink, and slightly demure smile.

A heavily accented female voice came over the intercom. "Flight 666, ready for boarding to ze States, will begin boarding in 30 minutes."

"That's us, Ron."

"Uhh, Kim? You didn't tell me that was our flight number!"

"I didn't want to freak you out." She stood up, took his hand, and pulled Ron to the boarding gate. As soon as the plane left the tarmac, both were sound asleep, and didn't awake until the plane was landing.

"Awww, Mannn…" Ron said. "I wanted some peanuts and pretzels!"

"C'mon, snack-boy. Let's call Wade and get a ride home." Kim took out the now beat-up communicator. (believe me, it had been through quite a bit) Immediately, Wades smiling face popped onto the screen.

"What's up guys?"

"Wade," Kim said, still a little tired. "Can you get us a ride home?"

"Sure guys, no problem." Wade didn't ask any questions, as he had seen how beat the two were.

Within 2 hours, Kim was home in bed, sleeping the day away, and Ron was in his bed, staring at the ceiling. As tired as he was, he just could not get to sleep. He couldn't help but think about everything he went through when the werewolf blood was fighting it out with the MMP in his head.

Rufus was still being watched by the Tweebs, as he was over at Kim's, so Ron didn't have anyone to talk to about it. His parents just wouldn't understand. After all, not everyone had two different entity's fight for dominance in his or her head. The fight had actually ended in a stalemate. Ron couldn't help but wonder which one would have eventually won, had they been able to finish the battle. Finally, he used a technique that Sensei had taught him, and was able to calm his thoughts, and go to sleep. They had to be to school the next day.

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For most of the morning at school, Kim and Ron had been pretty quiet. They didn't talk much to their friends, as they still had a lot on their minds. Everyone seemed to honor their silence. That is, all except for one person.

After their last morning class, just before lunch, Kim and Ron stole a quick kiss after glancing around for Barkin. The last thing they wanted was to be sent to detention for a PDA violation. Who had seen the kiss? That's right, Bonnie.

"Kimmie and the looser, kissing in a tree… K I S S I N…" Suddenly an arm slammed against Bonnie's chest, pinning her to the lockers. The force of her hitting the wall of metal reverberated down the hall. Kim's face was mere inches from hers.

"Bonnie…" Kim said, keeping her lips slightly shut as she spoke. "I've got three words for you."

Kim's upper lip turned into a snarl, and she slowly pulled her lips back, and slightly opened her mouth, revealing the inch and a half long canine teeth that she still had. The corners of her mouth then turned up into an evil looking smile. Bonnie's eyes went wide with fear and surprise.

Kim then quickly moved her face to the side of Bonnie's head, her lips next to her ear. Bonnie flinched at the sudden movement. Kim then spoke.

In a low, guttural, almost growl-like voice Kim said the three words. "Leave… us… alone." Kim then made an extra point by letting a low rumbling growl issue from her throat, as she breathed heavily into Bonnie's ear.

Immediately, Bonnie felt something warm trickle down the inside of her thighs, and since she was wearing a skirt, it immediately turned cold. Kim backed away, and glancing down, gave a small, satisfied grin.

She then took Ron's hand, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and led him towards the cafeteria. "Let's go, Ron. I don't think Bonnie will bother us now for a while. As they walked down the hall, Bonnie was left standing by herself, leaning against the lockers, her knees shaky and cold.

"Kim, what did you do to her?" Ron asked as he was looking over his shoulder back at Bonnie. She was white as a sheet.

"Oh… nothing. I just let the 'Kim Wolf' out one last time."

Bonnie Rockwaller, the girl who always seemed so in control of every situation, the girl who struck fear into fellow students, the girl who ALWAYS got what she wanted… pissed her pants in fear.

The end… for sure this time…