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Chapter 1: The Night of the Diablos
Present Day
Prom Night 2005, Middleton, CO, USA, Earth.
"Hey, quiet everyone, there something on the news about those strange flying things." Everyone in the decorated gym hushed up while trying to see the news report on the small TV the janitor was holding, everyone waiting, hoping for the best, but worried about the worst.
"This is Middleton News Network coming live from Bueno Nacho where apparently the source of power for these destructive toys was. These mechanical toys that I am holding were able to grow to about 10 feet tall. Reports have been received from all over town that these 'toys' have damaged houses all over the Middleton area, and apparently two of these giant sized toys had been noticed heading to this spot following a… rocket? Hold on, I think I may have a witness to what happened here. Hello, sir, hold on sir, can I ask you a few questions?"
"Yes, what is it?"
"What's your name sir, and did you happen to see what happened at this place?"
"My name is Ned, former manager of Bueno Nacho #582."
"Do you know what happened here?"
"Well it happened shortly after Ron came here, he is our favorite customer. But after a short argument he had with our new manager and left the store, the manager started issuing orders at the toys we had in stock. I thought he was crazy at first until I saw the small toy versions started marching out. I had tried to let Ron know what was happening but was quickly interrupted by these marching toys. I have to assume that he was trying to call his friend, Kim Possible, what was happening, but our manager stopped him from completing the call."
"At that point I ran out of the store cause I was not sure how dangerous these toys were, after I got away a bit, I noticed they were attacking Ron. He was able to get away luckily, but they continued to chase after him. I don't know what happened with him between them. Then about 20-25 minutes after the last toy chased after Ron, I heard this low rumbling noise coming down 2nd street. I then noticed basically Ron's scooter, but with blue flames coming out of it like rockets, with Kim Possible holding on to him, but behind them was the giant version of these Diablo toys chasing after them. They went past me and the rocket/scooter went airborne and landed on the top of the drive-thru section of the roof. I didn't know why they parked there until the Diablo toy ran into this converted antenna/sign and knocked it down, and the toys started to shrink back down to the current size."
"I was going over to them to thank them, but then their PDA they use from there tech-guru, Wade, I think is his name? Never have seen him in the store though, ever, wait except for one time. Well anyways, the PDA started beeping and since I was so close as I was, heard something about someone being captured and a ultimatum against them, and they had to go to Bueno Nachos Headquarters, which is about 100 miles west of here."
"Thank you…"
"Watch out, it is happening again! The Diablos are growing again!"
The cameraperson turned to the couple of Diablo toys that were scattered around and began to grow to the 10 foot sized robots again.
Screams of surprise occurred in the gym as they noticed the toy grow into a robot and begin to take off, and then the news reporter came back in view stating that they were going to follow the robots that were heading west and towards BN Headquarters.
Orlando, Florida, USA, Earth
In a small home just outside downtown Orlando, things were quiet at the late night time of 12:36am. People sleeping, crickets chirping, and the faint noise of a late night coal train whistle into the night. Other normal noises for this busy city could be heard, like the sounds of vehicles traveling down Interstate 4, or the hum of a jet from a late night international flight landing at Orlando International Airport could be heard. These noises continued for a few minuets more until new noises came, screams.
Cars came to a screeching stop on highways, houses exploded, a new, deafening sound of jets could be heard all over the city. From many residential homes that exploded came large red metallic beings from the remains of many of the houses, including one residential home belonging to Gary Seven and Roberta Lincoln.
"Roberta, where did you get that thing?" A male voice called out, as the front portion of the house they were in suddenly crumbled.
"It came from that new fast food restaurant that opened up recently, one of their kids meals." A blonde woman replied. Both came out of the house into the backyard, noticing that many other buildings in the neighborhood had the same metallic red 'toy' starting to take off before flying into the west. "I think that will be the last time I ever get a toy from a kid's meal." The blonde woman said before looking at the person next to her, a tall, graying man, who appeared to be about sixty years old. "Do you know what happened?" The woman asked, but his expression shows him to be just as confused as she as to how a mere simple toy grew to being ten feet tall.
The man shook his head, and quickly ran into one of the rooms in the house where a large computer bank was against a wall, he quickly commanded the computer to scan the objects that were flying over them. The results from the scans perplexed him; apparently to him, someone had invented technology that was practically only theory on his home world, Ageis, for centuries. While on Earth, this long standing theory was real life concept in the few short years Earth had dealt with nanotechnology. This actually worried Gary. Not only did it concern him with what intentions whomever controlled these things had, but who had invented the technology in these 'toys'.
His partner Roberta Lincoln, who was following him up to his office, was a forty year old Earth woman. Though appearing to be a normal human being with a normal life, she was not, she along with Gary have seen a lot of 'unusual things' then most other humans have seen in this stage of life on Earth.
She was his partner in trying to keep the world from killing itself. Roberta had originally came to his office twenty years ago as a sectary for the previous agents who were suppose to keep an eye on the planet. With Gary's predecessors have been killed in a mundane car accident, he needed a partner, and since she had the closet contact with the original agents, she was chosen. So for twenty years these two people have prevented third world countries from exploding nuclear weapons, assassination attempts, and removing future technology from scientists that are trying to reproduce the technology before the human race is ready for such things.
Roberta quickly ran into the room where Gary was sitting at his computer terminal reading over the information. "Gary turn on the news, quickly." He nodded and press a few buttons at his desk which changed the screen he was looking at to national news coverage. On the screen was a live news feed from a station called "Middleton News Network" in front of a building similar to the one Roberta had gotten there evening meal from and her now missing Diablo toy.
The live footage from Bueno Nacho's fast food store was replaced with footage of a half destroyed Middleton News Network studio room. A person walked into view looking for a moment till he was facing a working camera and began to speak.
"This is Fred Smith coming to you live from what's left of the MNN studios. We at MNN apologize for the apparent destruction we are in, We had a Diablo toy which just took off. But according to calls from the community and from local police reports, is that the famed teen-heros Team Possible are currently heading towards the second known location that are causing these destructive toys to grow. And…wait we are told we are getting a live feed from the President of the United States."
The screens on the TV that people were watching all across the United States quickly changed scenes from the destroyed studio to a prestigious room of blue, with a wood podium with the seal of the 'United States of America' placed to it. Quickly a person strolled to the podium that looked like they had just aged a great deal while walking up to the podium.
"To the citizens of the United States and the world, currently we are facing a global threat. Reports of destruction from all over the world - New York, San Frisco, Miami, Tokyo, Sydney, Moscow, and other places are under attack from these large robots. Although it is unclear who is behind the attacks it is believed to the infamous villain Dr. Drakken… also know as Drew Lipskey."
People in the Tri-city area of Middleton, Upperton, and Lowerton that were currently watching their TV's were all surprised that the man that has been beaten by the teenage hero they have all come to known. This was a shock that this mad genius had finally seemingly conquered the world. Other places across the country and the world that come to known the teen and had been threatened by Dr. Drakken were taken a back by this news.
Roberta and Gary looked at each other a bit confused, but also relieved for reasons only known to them. Gary quickly pulled up any information that could be gathered on Dr. Drakken.
A half hour after the sudden take off the Diablo toys, the roaring noise of the toys suddenly stopped. Nothing could be heard. A perfect stillness reigned, not even crickets chirped. Even on the screen of the Presidential Press Room was silent. Then a noise could be heard.
"Plunck, plunck, plunck." The two partners looked up towards the ceiling trying to figure out what was happening at that moment now, when the presidential view on the screen changed back to Middleton News Network. Behind the news reporter appeared to be a large building with one side of it blown out, and hundreds of small Diablo toys raining down across the parking lot they were in.
"This is Middleton News Network now at Bueno Nachos Headquarters where an explosion has just rocked the building. As you can see, the Diablos have reverted to the innocuous form… It seems that Team Possible has done it again!"
Bueno Nacho's Headquarters
"Ron, I am going to go down. I have to make sure Shego doesn't try to get away!" Kim Possible yelled before rappelling down the outside the building by zip cord.
"Ok Kim, I'll just bring Dr. Drakken here downstairs." Ron replied to Kim. Turning his attention to a blue person that was just sitting in a puddle of water on a roof covered with Diablo toys, "Come on Drew, your going back to jail."
"Like I would…" The doctor stumbled over his next word as he noticed the serious face of his capturer, "…would want to do anything else, Ron." At this point Ron smirked and pulled the blue faced and soaking Dr. Drakken to his feet and led him downstairs and through the damaged control room and into a elevator and descended to the ground floor.
Outside while police have rounded up all of Dr. Drakken's henchmen, and Shego, they were handcuffed and had been put in the police van waiting for the arrival of the evil genius doctor.
Kim was waiting for Ron to come out with Dr. Drakken, while keeping an eye out on those that had been arrested.
When Kim started shifting her weight back and forth on the balls of her heels, and tapping her fingers behind her back, a nearby African-America female police officer noticed this nervous action of the teen hero.
The officer was able to get the attention of the girl, without startling her, and waved the teen over to her, away from other people. "Hello Kim Possible, thanks for stopping these people from taking over the world. Is there anything I could you help you with?" The officer asked leaving an opening for the teen to possibly spill what could be making her nervous.
"It's no big, Officer…" Kim quickly looked at the name tag on the uniform before diverting her eyes back to the waiting vehicle of its last prisoner. "…Officer Williams." She thought for a moment or two before continuing. "Can I ask a few questions?" Kim asked, a bit more hesitantly then she may have wanted to sound.
The officer nodded, "Please call me Sarah." She said, while placing a writing pad on the roof of a nearby police car.
"How many people do you know that would risk there life to make sure yours are ok?" Kim asked her hesitancy still apparent. The officer glanced at the girl then back at the van before replying.
"I would say about the entire force basically. To use a military slogan, 'Leave no one behind.'"
"Out of those people, how many of them would try to make sure you are happy?"
As the officer stood there, thinking of how to answer it, she remembered how her daughter would talk about things at school and how two certain people she called friends acted, and how these two people were blind to each other. No one needed to name names about these two people, if you saw them and how they interact, you knew. "A few of my close friends here and there."
Kim stood there for a moment, thinking about how much trouble she had asking an ex-boyfriend to a simple dance, and then there was Ron, trying to help her get her to ask her crush and yet he didn't have a date. Now that I think about it, where was he that weekend? So Kim asked another question, "Of those friends, who would help you get a date with someone you are crushing on?"
"One or two of the other girls on the force, but I don't need to worry about that." The officer replied pulling out a necklace with a ring on it, causing Kim to blush a bit. "Don't worry, happens a lot, and it is nice to know you attract attention here and there." Kim stood there blushing a bit more, and glancing at the entrance of the Bueno Nacho Headquarters for Ron and Drakken.
"Did any guys set you up with another guy? Before you were married?"
"No. Never. Getting a date, and getting a date when they know you're a police officer, is two different matters. Not many guys are open-minded, even in today's progressive world. Guys watching a girl able to beat another guy, it isn't a pretty sight for most of them. They don't like the fact that a girl can play fair and still win. Testosterone. But then, you have other guys, or maybe men, who instead of going about trying to take your win away from you, they be accepting of your strength, and singing praises of your win, and they would be glad that if they were in trouble, that there is someone they can count on, they will accept help, even if it is from a girl." Kim stood there in silence for a moment pondering what the officer was saying, while the officer continued to speak. "Those types of guys are a rare-bred, wouldn't want one to slip by me."
At this point a noise could be heard from the building and as a handcuffed Dr. Drakken with Ron Stoppable in tow could be seen walking out. The blue doctor mumbling, but nothing could be understood from where the two females were. "And rarer still is a guy that can get over his fears on consistent bases, even if he is dragged. Cheer you up when you are down, and would not quit believing in you. That would be a very special man, He may not be perfect, but a perfect man would be boring as well." The officer finished, while smiling at Kim.
"Thanks for your time, officer, but I guess I better get over there just in case something happens."
"You're welcome and Thanks once again for stopping those Diablo toys."
Kim turned around and waved and with a skip in her step, replied, "No big!" one more time before turning her attention to the blonde boy, watching him load the self-proclaimed evil genius into the vehicle.
1AM Eastern Savings Time
Gary and Roberta were sitting watching the news of the evening present itself, the broadcast periodically repeated. While Gary was still pondering how such advanced technology could have been made without his knowledge, Roberta was looking at the screen intensely watching the two teens that were handing over the villains to the authorities.
She turned herself towards Gary who she noticed was now busying himself with paperwork. She was thinking to herself that they were both getting old for their version of spy games; especially with there own personal villains. Gary was a sixty year old alien male, a product of centuries of selective breeding, whose once black hair turned gray, and had cold steel gray eyes.
Even selectively breed aliens still age and loose the stamina that was needed to do field work. But now Gary could only do paper work and the occasional light field work that was needed. Most of the field work was done by his partner, Roberta Lincoln, a 40 year old human, with honey-blonde hair, who for 20 years of her life has been trying to help her partner in keeping the world from annihilating itself. But she too was starting to feel her age as each field operation getting harder and harder for her body, against a villain who has kept quiet about there activities while trying to circumvent all the government bodies of the world.
"Gary" Roberta spoke up. "Maybe we should get some new people." This caused Gary's attention to turn from the paperwork to Roberta who was sitting against his desk.
"I know our last recruit was not exactly the shinning star of what we hoped for, but those two teens seemed to handle themselves pretty well, considering." Gary sat there thinking for a moment while Roberta turned her attention back to the news screen. Upon watching the screen again, she quickly bolted upright and ran up to the screen looking intensely at the people on the screen. "No, it can't be."
"What is it Roberta?"
Roberta studied the screen in front of her for a moment before replying. "I may be wrong, but I think the boy in the background there looks a bit like my nephew." She stood there looking at the boy that was closing the door on the van before being tugged off by a red-headed figure. "It sure does look like him, and my sister does live in Middleton." She stood there silent for a moment before chuckling a bit. Gary looked at her trying to understand the humor in what she was talking about.
"Roberta what is so funny?"
"Well, if that boy there is my nephew… and if the stories that my sister told me…are true. Then, I think our family has world saving blood in us." At this Roberta laughed a bit more before composing herself again. While Gary just smirked a bit at the rationalities of his partner.
At this point Gary decided to make one of his few jokes in his life. "…and of his partner another genetically breed alien?" Roberta looked back at him and laughed again.
"Good one Gary, Good one." She smiled and looked back at the screen of the news report covering the now dubbed 'Diablo incident'.
10:57PM Mountain Savings Time
Shortly after Kim and Ron mounted the rocket boosted scooter from the evening's incident, Kim came home to change back into her dress, although the dress was slightly singed in the laser fight earlier that evening.
She had asked her father for an extension due to the mission and he agreed. Her father still thinking that his daughter was going to go back to prom to Erik, he felt a bit sorry for Ron, having skipped prom earlier that night to sulk, only to go to prom to get Kim for another possible mission, Ron helped as always, but here was her daughter going back to prom with Ron being her chauffeur to and from prom.
But something didn't feel right about Erik, even though at first he was excited for her daughter, and the way Erik acted seemed like he want to be on the good side of him and his wife. Something just didn't feel right with the boy though. After his daughter left again he noticed his wife looking at the pictures on the wall. They both looked at the pictures that adorned the wall, in almost every single one of them, there was a blonde haired, brown eyes, freckled face, goofy-grinned face, of hopefully what they hoped would have the honor of truly calling a son-in-law, even though he felt like that boy was more of a son then a son-in-law already.
Unlike the pictures, where time seemed to never move, life moved quickly, soon it was almost time for his daughter to get home before curfew.
11:08PM had come and he did not hear any vehicles nearby, speaking quietly to himself, "I guess we are going to get our chance to try out that rocket." But he notice his wife's face, he wasn't quite enough.
11:29PM, noises could be heard, like a rocket, the same one they had attached to Ron's scooter. Wondering to himself, Mr. Possible thought that they had to borrow Ron's scooter because Erik's motorcycle was broken. A few seconds later after the increasing noise of the rocket grew, they stopped.
Mr. Possible heard some people talking a little bit but then the noise of footfalls came distinct. He and his wife walked to the broken doorway where earlier that night, two giant Diablo toys that there twin sons got from Beuno Nachos restaurant busted through.
He saw two people walking up to the door; one he knew was his daughter and started to speak up with a stern voice. "Kimberly, do you know what time it is?" He noticed her daughter made a noise and he was about to speak again when he heard another voice, but what caught him was whose voice he heard. He looked behind his daughter and notice that Ron was there, stepping to her side.
Ron spoke up his voice a bit quavering "Um, Hi Mr. Dr. P. Sorry I wasn't able to get your daughter back home before her curfew. But…" Ron was quickly cut off by both Mr. and Mrs. Dr. Possible.
"Where is Erik?" They both asked with a slight bit of confusion, Mr. Possible though with a touch of irk, while his wife had a touch of giddiness.
Ron looked at Kim a bit sheepishly and he scratched the back of his neck momentarily before he continued. "Well, Erik was going to cause Kim to stay well beyond her curfew and I had to intervene…" At this point Mrs. Dr. P noticed something about Ron that Mr. Dr. P hadn't noticed. Ron was wearing a blue suit/tuxedo, but didn't mention anything to her husband and let Ron continue. "…so that she wouldn't be late, but I guess I wasn't able to intervene fast enough, and sorry sir, but I don't think you will be able to put him in a 'black hole' any time soon."
Mr. Dr. P listened carefully, and asked. "Why not Ron?"
"Um…well when we confronted him, me and Rufus, he sort of went to pieces. I don't think you'll hear from him again."
"Well thank you, Ronald." Mr. Dr. P said then added though a bit more quietly whispering in hopes to only himself, "The black hole deep treatment would have been too good for him." At this, his wife looked at him a little confused and then spoke up, directing her voice back to the two teens.
"Kim, why don't you head up and go to sleep, it has been a long night for all of us. Good night, Ron." At this point she slipped her arm through her husbands and gently pulled him upstairs, leaving the two dressed teens to them selves, in silence for a moment.
Ron then spoke up, "I guess I will see you tomorrow?"
Kim smiled. "Sure." She leaned to him and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek. Ron blushed and scratched the back of his neck in nervousness. "Night, Ron."
"Night, KP." He took a few steps back and started to head for his scooter, while Kim walked up to her room for the night.
"Now honey, what could be good to a boy about being threatened to be sent into a black hole?" one of the couples that was getting into bed said to the other.
"Nothing I guess." Mr. Possible said recovering from his slip from downstairs. "But still, I think that the black hole treatment would still be too good for that Erik fellow." He said as he got into bed with his wife, and thinking about the restaurant that was at the Space Center, aptly named 'Black Hole Deep'.
They were about to fall asleep when they were startled by a loud…
"BOO-YAA!"
…the wife smirked and her husband had a look of confusion but neither had saw the look on the other's face, the only energy they had left for after this eventful night was to sleep.