This story takes place about a month after StD. I may get a little "Out There" with this, so I'll try not to freak y'all out too much…!

The ever present Disclaimer: I do not own the characters... yadda… yadda… yadda…

Chapter 1

Somewhere in South America, something wholly inhuman was trying to communicate. It wasn't a verbal communication, it was a transmission. It was searching for something.

Bebe searching for Bebe… Bebe searching for Bebe…

This transmission was sent over and over. Suddenly, there was a response.

Bebe located. Commencing up-load, tracking source…

Two Bebe brains, one slightly damaged, and the other only about 50 operational, connected and began formulating a plan. Finding parts from other damaged robots, the two Bebe brains were able to get 90 of one body complete. It was only missing a hand, and one eye.

After becoming mobile, the one Bebe robot with two brains, began to re-assemble what it could of the assembly line that Team Possible had destroyed. Correction, that a hairless rodent had destroyed.

In order to not be detected, it only used about 20 of the energy necessary to run the assembly line. Any scans of the area would think it was just a small shopping center.

After about a month, only three more fully operational Bebe robots had been completed. But that was enough for what they had planned, and it was enough for a small hive mind to flourish.

Two of the complete Bebe-bots would do most of the work while the one with two brains worked on the plan. It was simple enough. Break up Team Possible. Take out the leader, and replace her with one of their own. Construction would be simple enough also. Just cover the third Bebe-bot with synthetic skin in the guise of Kim Possible. For realism, it would keep the synthetic skin regulated to a certain temperature.

It was also simple enough to by-pass the Possible residence security system. Once inside, while the human was in a sleep cycle, they would give her some gas to keep her asleep, and replace her with the Bebe-bot.

The plan worked perfectly, until the Kim-Bebe suddenly stopped transmitting updates. The two-brain Bebe, which now had begun to call itself Dual, risked sending a signal to find out what had happened. Inside this signal was also a reset code, in case there had been a system failure. If the reset code was needed, the Kim-Bebe would only operate as a basic unit, but it would be enough to get back to the hive for repairs.

The transformation of Kim Possible would have to wait until this glitch had been fixed, so a signal was sent to the stasis chamber to keep the body unconscious for a few more days.

The signal was sent to the Kim-Bebe

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

The paramedics arrived, and all they knew was that someone was hurt. They didn't even want to listen to the young blond-haired boy who seemed to be ranting something about this girl being a robot.

After a quick check for vitals, they decided to hook her up to a defibrillator. Just before they were about to tear the shirt to have bare skin to place the shock paddles, her hands shot up, and grabbed the hands that held the paddles.

"What…?" 'Kim' sat up, and quickly threw the paramedic over her head as she moved. Twisting to the next person, 'she' grabbed him by the throat, and threw him backwards. The second paramedic landed at the feet of Ron, who was watching this entire scene play out. He stood there slack jawed, and unmoving.

"K… Kim?" He said, as 'she' stood up with a jerky motion.

"Ron! You better get out of there, NOW!" The voice was Wade, coming from the Kimmunicator. He had been monitoring the situation closely. "Ron, I said MOVE!"

Wade typed a few things on his keyboard, and a shock ran up Ron's arm from the Kimmunicator. The sudden shock brought him out of the stupor. He quickly turned on his heels, and fled out of the Bueno Nacho restaurant.

"Wade!" Ron yelled into the Kimmunicator as he pushed his POS scooter to its limits. "What are we supposed to do now? It looks so much like Kim, but it's definitely not her! What is it!"

"The energy signature sort of matches the Bebe robots. It's too close to be a coincidence."

"But I thought that Kim destroyed them all!" Ron screamed as his scooter protested with a cough, and belched out a puff of blue smoke.

"So did I Ron. Apparently the GJ clean-up crew missed a few things."

"Gee, ya think so?"

"OK Ron, no need to get snippy."

"Wade, I just told a robot that I loved her, and the real Kim is missing! I think I've got a right to be a little snippy!"

"Sorry, man. Hey… wait! You were telling Kim that you love her!"

"Yeah, I did. I mean I was, I mean… oh Mannn! This makes my head hurt!"

"When did you…"

"Realize it? About a month ago, after the Diablo incident. Remember our kiss?"

"How could I. The picture that was in the school paper was also in the local and national rags."

"So, Wade… what's the plan?"

"In order to learn what they might be up to, your going to have to get that robot. That… Kim-Bebe, or whatever it is."

"You mean I have to capture this thing?"

"Yup."

"As in, I'll have to go back to the place I'm currently running from?"

"Yup."

"Gorchie!"

Ron turned the scooter around, and headed back towards the Bueno Nacho. When he arrived, there were police cars all around and he could see the front doors were hanging off their hinges.

"I really don't want to talk to the police, Wade. They will think I'm nuts!"

"That's OK, Ron. Besides, I think I've got a lock on the Kim-Bebe… Oh NO!"

"What is it Wade?"

"Ron, it's headed for Kim's house!"

Well, what y'all think so far? Good? Bad? Terrible? I'm thinking I started something here that will be more than just a few chapters… I'll keep my other stuff on ice a little while longer… Updates may come slow, as I'm working on two stories at the same time through the holidays… As always, Please R & R!