I can't believe how this story has taken off, and all the reviews I'm getting for it! Hit numbers are climbing every day! I hope to not disappoint in my attempt to write this. Thanks everyone for reading and reviewing! It's a great inspiration to a fledgling writer like myself when the great reviews come across!

Sorry this is going to be kinda short, again. There is a small explanation at the end…

Disclaimer: Don't own the Disney characters, yadda, yadda, yadda…

Welcome to Yamanouchi

Kim and Ron walked off the plane with curious little smiles on their faces. None of the other passengers had any idea why, they just assumed it was two young people in love. Which, in that respect, was true.

Walking through the terminal, Ron kept getting an un-easy feeling. He couldn't put a finger on it, but something seemed amiss. Then it hit him. "Of course!" He said, snapping his fingers.

"What's up, Ron?" Kim asked.

"Ever since we stepped off the plane, something hasn't felt right, and now I figured out why." Kim looked at him expectantly. "There aren't any Ninjas! The other times here there were always some ninjas somewhere, watching. I could sense them."

"And that means…" Kim queried.

"We don't have a free ride to Yamanouchi."

The two had just walked out of the airport, and were standing at the curb. Kim put two fingers to her mouth, whistled loudly, and stuck her hand in the air. Immediately, a cab pulled up in front of them. As Kim stepped into the cab, Ron was digging in his ear, trying to hear again from his left side.

Ron gave the cab driver directions where to go, and when his two passengers wanted to get out basically in the middle of no-where, he started to voice his concerns.

"We'll be fine." Kim said in broken Japanese. She had been practicing saying some words after she had purchased a Japanese to English dictionary at the airport. She paid the driver, and gave him a pretty good tip.

Kim and Ron then trudged up the trail that led to the Yamanouchi School. Most of the way, the two held hands as they walked. It wasn't that bad of a walk, especially since they had packed light. Each of them was carrying just a duffel bag.

Finally the front gates were just becoming visible, and Ron stopped up short. His sudden stop almost pulled Kim off balance, as she was still walking and holding Ron's hand.

"Something is here, Kim. Do you feel it?"

Kim stood still, and she then started to feel like someone just walked over her grave. She gave a shudder, and said, "Yeah. I feel it now. She looked at the watch that was attached to her duffel strap, and told Ron they better get going. It was just a few minutes before 7 O'clock.

The two slowly walked up to the large double gates. Half expecting them to swing open, the two stood there for only a few moments.

"Should I knock?" Kim asked.

"No need, KP." Ron walked up to the left side of the large double doors, and reached into a recess built into the wooden wall. A loud click> was heard, and then a small hidden door swung open. "Voila'!"

They cautiously stepped through the door, and began to immediately assess the area.

No one was there. The grounds seemed to be completely deserted. Things weren't looking too good, either, Ron noticed. Grass was becoming over grown, hedges were looking ragged, and dirt and leaves were everywhere. Sensei would not like this Ron thought.

Where is Sensei? Kim asked, picking up on Ron's thoughts. The tension that was building had finally triggered their minds to communicate telepathically.

"Kim, go check out that building there," he pointed, "and I'll go check out the hospital." Just as they split up, ninja students appeared out of nowhere, and subdued each of them by sheer strength. Two were holding Ron, and two were holding Kim.

While a student was holding their hands behind their backs, and another walking along side, carrying the duffel bags, Kim and Ron were led to the middle of the courtyard to the edge of a reflecting pool. Their bags were then tossed at their feet. Neither of them resisted.

Suddenly a voice echoed throughout the area.

"Ronald Stoppable. Kim Possible. I knew you would be here on time. If anything, you're punctual."

The two teens looked around the courtyard, trying to find the source of the voice, but to no avail. They looked at each other nervously.

It's OK, Kim. Ron thought to her. Remember, we can do anything!

I'm not scared Ron. But I'm worried. We don't even know who we are up against.

How many do you see, Kim?

Counting the ones holding us, I see a total of… 6.

Six? Oh, I see them now, over behind the trees to our left.

Suddenly Kim saw movement in her duffel bag at her feet. She glanced down, and thought, No, he wouldn't have…

Hey Kim, Hey Ron… Even though it was mental communication, the thought still came across as small and squeaky. It was Rufus!

Rufus! Buddy! I thought we left you at home?

Yeah, you did. I didn't appreciate that! You know you're going to need me!

I hope you know what you've gotten yourself into, Rufus. Kim thought.

Lay low, and stay in the bag, Rufus. Let's not tip our hand and let anyone know you're in there. OK?

You got it!

All this mental communication took no more than a few seconds. To everyone else, it seemed they were just in thought for a little bit.

OK, Kim, on the count of three, let's take these guys out, and then get ready for the other two. 1… 2… 3…

Immediately, Kim and Ron did the same move, and brought their heads back, smacking the one holding them on the bridge of the nose. Each of them let go, and brought their hands to a bleeding nose.

With each of them in perfect sync, a punch landed into the ninja's stomach, and pulling a head down, a knee came up hitting them again in the already damaged nose. The last move was slightly different. Ron took his ninja out with a roundhouse punch that knocked his unconscious. Kim spun on one leg, raising the other into a back-heel kick, catching her ninja on the chin, putting him down for the count.

Showoff! Each thought to each other as they got ready for the other two. But they never moved.

This threw the two off, and they began to make turning moves, scanning the area, ready for anything. Suddenly, out of the reflecting pool, jumped 4 other ninjas! Two were in black, and 2 others were in a dark red ghi. The ones in black had 2 short Katana swords, and the two in red had nung-chucks.

Each paired off, 2 on Kim and 2 on Ron. The heroes found themselves up against the exact same thing, a red ninja, and a black ninja. The coordinated attacks then began.

First, the red ninjas attacked, swinging the chained pieces of wood. Both Kim and Ron had to immediately go on the defense, dodging, and blocking their respective attackers. They had to be careful with the blocks, because a nung-chuck could break bones if they struck in the right place.

Ron was finally able to sweep a leg of his attacker, and spun him around. Before the ninja could recover, Ron brought his arms down in a slashing motion from behind his attacker, striking him just above the wrists. The ninja immediately dropped both of his weapons. It all happened in one motion then, as Ron hooked his arms under the ninja's armpits, and put him into a Full Nelson. He then used his feet to trip the ninja forward, and Ron fell on top of his attacker, the ninjas face smacking into the ground. He was down for the count.

Kim's attack was the same, but her reaction was slightly different. On one particular move, the ninja's arms were spread wide, and Kim quickly took advantage. Her hands shot up, and grabbed him at the wrists. Her next move was, shall we say, un-conventional. At least for her. She quickly brought a foot up between his legs, and her ninja fell hard to the ground on his knees, his hands cupped between his legs. She then whipped a kick to his jaw, knocking him out.

Ouch! But good move, Kim! Ron thought to her. Yeah, well…

They didn't have time for much else, as the other two were attacking full force with double swords!

Ting! Ting! Sssschink! Both ninjas smacked their blades together, and slide them across themselves, in an attempt to intimidate. It didn't work. Both teens just went into defensive stances, and waited for the attack.

Ron and Kim each suddenly had blades flailing at their faces! Ron dropped, and thrust his foot out as he landed on the ground, catching his attacker in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.

Kim immediately dropped into a one-legged crouch, and flung her other leg out as she pivoted, sweeping the legs out from under hers.

Both ninjas landed hard at the same time, with a thud. At this time, Kim and Ron noticed that the other two had regained consciousness and were running towards them. Each ninja leaped at their respective targets with short daggers in their hand.

Without even thinking, both Kim and Ron did something they thought they would never do. Dropping beside the ninja each had just felled, they each lifted a Katana blade just in time to catch the flying ninjas in the stomach. They didn't even need to thrust, as the weight of the ninjas forced them down onto the blades. Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable had just killed with their own hands.

The two that were still lying on the ground began to stir, and both teens lashed out with a kick, knocking them out again.

"Ron, what did we just do?" Kim asked shakily, looking at the blood on her gloved hands.

"I've… I've… never done… anything like that… before." Ron said under his breath, looking at his own hands as the blood dripped off of his fingers.

Then they heard hands slowly clapping, from one person. Kim and Ron quickly scanned the area, looking for the source of the sound. Their eyes finally landed at a trailhead that had begun at the edge of the trees to their right. A lone figure could be seen, as it walked out of the shadows, into the light.

A boy, looking not much more than 16 years old, strode out of the shade of the trees. He had light strawberry blond hair that hung down to his shoulders, and dark eyes. His skin was fair, but his eyes were as dark as night. He stood not quite 6 foot tall. He seemed a little thin, but had had wiry looking muscles. He wore a gray muscle shirt, sweat pants, and sandals. Kim and Ron felt that same creepy feeling they had standing at the gates of Yamanouchi

The boy stopped clapping, and spoke in a voice that belied what he looked like. It seemed to make him sound much older than he looked. "I never thought you had it in you to kill someone. Although, I am happy to see that you do."

"Who are you!" Kim and Ron yelled at the same time. The boy strode over to the two teens and stood about 3 feet in front of them, his hands behind his back. He paused for a moment, and quickly stepped up to Ron, his face mere inches from Ron's nose. He didn't budge.

The redhead's voice lowered, and he spoke in a menacing tone. His eyes seemed to burn with a bluish black fire. "I am the antithesis of your existence."

Again, sorry about this being short, but I wanted this chap to end with that line… If you haven't seen the word "antithesis" before, please look it up… (Wow, just made an interactive FanFic!)

To be continued…