I do not own Kim Possible. I do not own Exalted.

Chapter One

The sky shone with a silvery light, as echoes from laugher filled the empty courtyard. Ignoring the laughter, the golden lion dragged the four helpless individuals across the azure stones, taking care to not blemish the courtyard more than necessary. He continued his slow lope until he caught the scent of his masters. He approached the two figures cautiously, holding the strange metal staff between his teeth. He released the staff onto the ground, kneeling as he spoke "I have delivered the humans, M'Lords."

The two figures dismissed the lion, patiently waiting until he left before speaking.

"Are you sure this is wise?" the smaller of the two asked, while wrapping his jeweled cloak tighter around him while glancing up at his superior.

The other figured hesitated before answering, glancing up at the silver light filling the sky. He was away from the Game, and Gaea's consort was winning. "I am no longer certain about anything. I have searched within these humans minds over and over, I have searched all Creation for these worlds they come from to no avail, and I had to follow the link that this strange artifact left," pointing at the metallic staff that connected the humans, he paused before continuing, "We are but one of many. Our creation is huge, but there are others...and this changes things…lots of things."

Sighing, the smaller figure glanced at the humans. Two males, one young and one barely middle-aged man; the two females were closer in age. He already knew the plan for the males, but he spoke up again, "What about the females?"

"One is already gifted with strange abilities, but I will share her abilities with the younger one." Glancing down at the females, he left it unsaid to his smaller friend that he would enhance the powers in the youngest female. "Let us begin."

Middleton

It had been strangely quiet in the house. No explosions, no strange vehicles showing up at odd times, and no laughter in the house. Dr. Possible sat at the kitchen table attempting to read the newspaper, while sipping his coffee. He couldn't help but glance at his oldest child, his Kimmie-cub. She sat across from him, playing with her breakfast, her emerald eyes lacking their usual spark. He wanted so much for her laugh again or even to yell tweebs at her younger brothers. He glanced at his sons, who were quietly eating their breakfast. He sighed, knowing that what he was about to say might drag them down ever further.

"So Kimmie-cub, how are things at school?"

She slowly raised her head to meet her father's gaze. Her eyes were bloodshot with dark circles underneath. "Fine" she said.

Dr. Possible knew his daughter had another sleepless night. He raised forward to put his hand on hers and was about to speak.

"Morning Kimmie, morning boys," Mrs. Possible spoke as she walked into the kitchen. She stopped and kissed her daughter's auburn hair and ruffled her sons brown hair. "All right kids. Let's get you all to school." She spoke, while returning her husbands worried gaze. Watching as her daughter walked away behind her brothers, wearing her pink jeans with a white crop top with a pink heart on it. Kissing her husband goodbye, she followed.

The ride to school was quiet. Her attempts at talking to her children resulted in a few grunts or just silence. They didn't even complain when she attempted to act cool, which usually caused all them to groan and shudder. Finally she gave up and pulled into the high school parking lot. She smiled a bit, as she noticed her daughter's friend Monique waiting for them to stop.

Monique waited for Kim to get out of the car before approaching her. "So GF, another sleepless night?" While glancing at the dark circles under her friend's eyes. But before either could make a reply, Rufus climbed out of a pocket on Kim's past and climbed up on the red-head's shoulders while nodding his head frantically. Monique could have sworn that she heard Rufus squeak "Uh huh."

"Monique. I…I…I miss him…What if I never see him again….I'll never get a chance to…."Kim trailed off before tears could flow from her green eyes. Shutting her eyes tightly, she held her breathe and counted to ten before she continued her walk to her locker with her friend.

Wade's Room

Wade sat in his room sipping on a slurpster while wiping away his tears. It had been three months since Ron disappeared without a trace. He was like he had been wiped out of existence. He had been running non-stop checks on Ron's tracking device, checking up with Global Justice, and even resorted to hacking into the FBI's database. It was for naught, no one had seen Ron.

He was brought out of his brooding by his mother informing him of dinner. Taking a glance at the late scientist Zelazny's picture on the monitor above him. The man's last project had baffled the world's top scientist for the past four years. Even he was having a hard time trying to get past the quantum theories behind it. He rose from his chair to head to dinner, taking one last look at his monitoring devices. Hoping it would somehow find his lost friend.

The Pacific Ocean Lair

Dr. Drakken sat in his chair, drumming his fingers on the desk while glancing around at the Quantum Slicer across from him. All the simulations had been run and still it was inconclusive. He slammed his fist on the desk and turned to berate one his lackeys only to find the room empty.

"Who would have thought that a mad scientist couldn't crack another mad scientist's plans"? It was just like that cheerleader to vex him like this...yes...it was all her fault! If she'd just let him take over the world, then Shego wouldn't be missing.

"How did it go wrong"? He whined, running his gloved hand through his hair. After his best effort had failed (The Diablo's), he had resorted to another method. He'd use Zelazny's creation to rid himself of the teenage pain. It was so perfect…so beautiful. No one in this reality could defeat Miss Perfect then he'd bring an outsider in to do the job. If only the buffoon hadn't interfered, he'd have a warrior that would have made his dreams a reality.

He stood up and was doing his defeat dance which caused him to trip and fall face down into the pile of reports that he'd tossed away earlier. He broke off his frustrated scream when something caught his eye. In three months of research, how could have he missed this? Off course, the buffoon! The moron had actually done more than knocked the trans-dimensional focusing rod away. It was too obvious. Laughing quietly to himself, he began scanning the globe for holes in reality.

Middleton High School

Kim was sitting quietly by herself eating lunch. She was broken out of her brooding by Tara and Monique's arrival.

"So have you actually broke down and decided to eat the mystery meat gravy GF?" Monique spoke with a smile while Tara cringed at the thought.

Kim glanced up at her friend. Any other time, this would have brought a cringe and a chuckle. But she just didn't feel like smiling. Shaking her head no, she looked up into Bonnie Rockwaller's eyes for a split second before Bonnie quickly turned away. Fury filled her as she rose from her seat. She was going to make the snobbish bitch pay.

Monique quickly grabbed Kim's arm while hissing into her ear. "No Kim! I'd like nothing better to see Bonnie get what's coming to her. But not now! She's not worth it."

Kim noticed that the cafeteria was strangely quiet. Everyone was looking at her. Mr. Barkin was making his way toward her with an intense look on his face while Bonnie was trying desperately to make herself as small as possible.

Barkin stopped right in front of her. "Possible? Is there a problem?"

Kim quietly sat back down. "No, Mr. Barkin. There's no problem. Just took a bite of the mystery meat gravy."

Barkin glanced at her, sympathy showing in his eyes. "As a senior student, Miss Possible, you should know better than to taste the mystery meat gravy."

Tara looked as Mr. Barkin walked away glancing at Josh Mankey who had wisely avoided Kim since the incident. It wasn't Josh's fault that Bonnie had lied to him. Tara wished that Kim realized that, Josh wasn't a bad guy, but still he had played a part in things and Kim was no where near ready to forgive anyone yet.

Kim wrapped her hands together to stop them from shaking. She was taking deep breaths to calm herself. She glanced at her two friends, who were trying to calm her down. "Why"? She croaked before continuing, "Why is that bitch so determined to break me and Ron up for? Why didn't she leave us alone?" Her last statement was so full of hate and bitterness, that Monique squeezed her shoulder.

Flashback

Kim opened up her locker with a snarl. She was furious, how dare that Bonnie do that! She was so angry that it took her a second to notice that Wade was on the monitor.

"Kim! I've been trying to reach you for the last hour." Wade said while typing frantically.

She realized that she'd let Ron borrow the Kimmunicator. "I'm sorry, Wade. I let Ron borrow the Kimmunicator."

Wade cut her off, "I know. He went off to stop Drakken and Shego on his own."

"What"! She screamed and instantly a chill ran down her spine. Her thoughts turned to Bonnie and dread filled her. "Wade, I need a ride there now!"

"Kim? What was wrong with Ron? He was very upset when he left." Wade said.

Kim glanced at Wade before shutting her locker. "Bonnie happened." She said with venom. "When and where is my ride Wade?" She shut her locker door as she raced to meet her ride. She had to tell Ron what had happened and her mind wondered what Ron had saw.

Bonnie watched as Kim raced out of the school. Going off to save the loser. This was priceless. She had finally managed to drive a wedge between the lovebirds. She turned around laughing and bumped into someone. "Hey watch where you're going Monique!" She started to storm off as Monique grabbed her arm and slammed her back into the wall.

"That was really low Bonnie." Monique hissed. "Using Mankey's feelings to hurt Ron and Kim."

Bonnie was surprised by the attack but she wasn't going to let ruffle her. "Whatever. Is it my fault that Josh thought Kim wanted him back?" She glanced and saw Tara approaching.

Tara looked at both Monique and Bonnie. She pulled one of Monique's arms back and slapped Bonnie hard across the face. "Don't lie Bon Bon. Josh spilled all that you told him that Kim wanted him back with a kiss to seal the deal!" Tara's mouth moved silently as her anger got the best of her.

Monique took advantage of the quiet and stared hard into Bonnie's eyes. "If I were you, I'd pray that nothing happens to Ron. Because if something does, then Kim will blame you and you know what that means. Kim has been easy on you till now, but you've just now got her full attention. That means she'll treat you like a real enemy now."

Bonnie slunk to the ground as the two girls left. Tara had slapped her. Tara! Her closest friend had taken her rival's side. Then her thoughts turned to what Monique said. "The only thing I did was try and break them up…surely that loser wouldn't do that…" She was cut off by her mother's voice. Cringing, she raced to the car before someone could see them.

Hugoton, Kansas. Present

Sweat rolled down Richie Collet's brow as he drove the tractor across the field. Farming was hard work and in these days and times, it was downright backbreaking. Shutting the tractor off, he glanced around at his farm. He'd nearly lost it all. If it hadn't been for Kim Possible, he'd been living homeless.

Suddenly the air in front of his tractor split open, he dived for the ground. He meekly raised his head to see what was happening. He blinked…unsure of what he saw. It was like the sun itself had come down and he could have sworn that it had four arms. He lay there for what seemed an eternity before the calamity died down. Finally a metallic rod bounced off his tractor and landed beside him. He leapt up and raced away from it only to stop beside the tractor. It was impossible! There was a huge hole in his farm. But his eyes locked on the two figures there. The woman was that Shego who worked for that Drakken fellow and the boy was Ron something, Ron...something…Kim Possible's sidekick. He raced toward his house. He had to call for help.

TBC.

Author note: Zelazny is a reference to Roger Zelazny, author of the Chronicles of Amber.