Chapter Seven - The Lotus Bloom - Lilypad
Base Infirmary
Drakken paced back in forth in the front room of the infirmary. He as dressed in medical scrubs taken from storage at the base. His face and hands covered in bandages. Dr. Director stood to the side with a sidearm scowling at the rouge scientist. Ron and Kim stood leaning against the sidewall watching Drakken. Mr. Stoppable and Mr. Possible stood on each side of the door leading to the treatment room where Dr. Possible and Mrs. Stoppable were working on Shego.
"Okay, Drakken, how you and Shego escaped in such record time is beyond me. But what HAPPENED?" Kim yelled.
Drakken stared down Kim but Kim didn't back down.
He deflated and sat down in a chair.
"We were broken out, we didn't escape. Synthodrones attacked the transport van just a few minutes after we left you two. These drones were not mine. They took us out of the van into a hovercraft. They took us to a base out in a desert somewhere is New Mexico."
Drakken sighed and covered his face then continued.
"We never met our benefactor. He only contacted us by secure email or by phone. His voice was always electronically changed. He asked us to do some research on some vile liquid. It could cause people to do strange things. I called it zombie juice. He wanted to know if there was anyway to create an antidote. Shego and I worked at it for a couple of days then just when we were making progress, the drones attacked us. Shego tried to fight them off but they had been designed to fight her. You saw the results. She was able to hold them off long enough for us to escape. I was looking for anyone for help. I contacted Betty there. She told me to come here and here I am."
Ron leaned over to place his hand on Kim's shoulder. Kim instinctively leaned into his touch placing her cheek on his hand and closing her eyes just for a moment.
Drakken grinned when he saw this. "Well Kim Possible and the buffoon is an item. It is a wonder that it took you two so long to realize it."
Kim frowned. "YOU KNEW!"
"Please!" Drakken scoffed. "That night the buffoon broke into the lab that night and Shego asked where Kim was. The buffoon here screamed that you weren't his girlfriend. You know, he was quite resourceful that night he and that robot defeated Shego and I. We both knew that it was a matter of time. That was the one thing I worried about when I sent 901 in. That you would realize your feelings for Ron before 901 could influence you."
"Did everyone in the world know except me." Kim moaned.
At that moment, Dr. Possible and Mrs. Stoppable came out of the treatment room. Drakken stood .
Mrs. Possible turned to Dr. Drakken. "Drew, she will be okay. I really don't know why. She should be dead, but those powers of hers are helping her heal herself. She has several broken ribs, a broken arm, a slight concussion, some burns on her back and some internal injuries I hope will be okay. She is resting now but wants to speak to you, Kim and Ron."
Kim and Ron followed Drakken into the treatment room and closed the door behind them. Shego lay on her stomach on a treatment bed. The lights had been turned down and only the lights around the bed were on. Her head was wrapped in a bandage, her arm was in a cast. Her eyes opened to see the three of them standing there.
"Dr. D." She whispered and raised her hand. "You pulled me out, you were clear to go, yet you came back for me."
Drakken grimaced then took the raised hand. "I couldn't leave my partner behind could I now. After all that we have been through?" He asked smiling.
Shego turned her head to see Kim and Ron standing there. Ron had his arm around Kim and Kim was holding his other hand in both of hers. Shego smiled that little smile that Kim and Ron had gone to know so well.
"So all the news reports were true, the princess and the buffoon finally made it."
Kim eyes simmered in slight anger.
"Don't you start too!"
Shego smiled and looked at Ron. "So, Stoppable, Possible is NOT your girlfriend huh?"
Ron laughed a little and rubbed the back of his neck.
"hey, hey well you know me a real kidder." He mumbled.
"Dr. D. Are you going to help them?" Shego asked Dr. Drakken.
He nodded, "Yes that was our deal. I will help them, and they will help you get well. Then we both will help them deal with the guy that did this to us."
The door opened and Mrs. Possible entered the room and walked over to where Shego lay. She started to check some of the bandages.
"Kimmie, Ronald. I am calling off the talk. I need to change some of the bandages. Shego needs her rest and so do you. She'll be here in the morning you can talk again then. Drew you may stay 5 more minutes, then you need to leave."
Kim started to protest until she caught the look from her mother.
"Yes, maam" Kim said meekly.
"Hmmm, just what I wanted to see, a submissive Kimmie." Shego murmured
Her smug face changed with a ripping sound.
YYEEEOOUUCCH! "Screeched Shego.
Mrs. Possible wadded up the large strip of tape she had just ripped off of Shego's backside.
Mrs. Dr. Possible had smiled at Shego.
"Be nice."
Ron pulled Kim close and gave her a kiss on the forehead as they walked down the hall. They had left everyone in the medical area and headed for the rooms they had chosen. The rooms were on the same hall as everyone else and across from each other. Kim sighed and placed her head on Ron's shoulder.
"Good night Ron"
"Good night Kim"
She tilted her head back and gave Ron a kiss, then turned and entered her room. She walked over to the drawers under the bed and pulled out a towel and a washcloth, then grabbed her tray of shampoo, body wash and other bath items. Kim turned the water on and entered the stream of water soaking her hair. She used the strawberry shampoo that Ron's liked so well. After rinsing out her hair, she washed down with her favorite body wash. She dried her hair and combed it into its fullness, putting it up in a ponytail. She exited the bath and grabbed a mission shirt that Ron had given her. They had not had the time to grab many clothes when they ran from the house and she didn't have any sleepwear. Ron had given the shirt to her thinking it would be big enough for a sleep shirt.
Kim sat down on her bed, then placed her legs under the covers. She reached up and turned off the lights as she curled up in her bed under the covers. Ron was in the room across the hall. He had given her a special good night kiss. Somehow, Kim could feel Ron's being near. She felt warm and the smell of Ron's shirt soothed her mind. She felt safe as she drifted off to sleep.
"Ah, Miss Possible. You are finally asleep."
Kim opened her eyes. She was lying on a mat in what appeared to be a room in an Oriental home. Sensei was sitting lotus fashion to the side of the room. Kim sat up as the cover slid off her. She bowed quickly from her position as best she could.
"Sensei, am I back at Yamanouchi?"
"Yes, Miss Possible, I sensed that you are troubled. I am here to answer those doubts you have."
Kim paused and touched her necklace. Her thoughts were of the events of the garage, the rush of power she felt.
"What happened at the house? I ..I…had Ron on my mind. He was fighting, as he never had before. Then Gill hurt Ron, then rage…for the first time, I felt a rage I didn't understand except that Ron had been hurt."
Sensei smiled.
"Your heart is true Kim Possible. Every time it is true to your feelings, your bond will be shared."
Kim smiled.
"Ron means everything to me now."
Sensei stood and bowed.
"Stoppable-sama holds a very special place for you in his heart. He wants to share so much with you and he needs to learn so much from you."
Kim stood quickly and returned the bow. Then she realized that she was wearing Ron's shirt. It was short and the neck was too large allowing a lot of shoulder to show. Her face started to redden.
Sensei smiled.
"Know this Kim Possible. The bond that you wear will save you both. Go in peace."
Sensei waved his hand as Kim lay back down and closed her eyes.
Kim sat up in her bed. She was back at the base. She looked at the clock next to her bed. It was 3:00 in the morning. She remembered Sensei's words. She touched the shirt she wore, then the necklace. She settled back under the covers. Her thoughts settled on Ron. She smiled and was soon back asleep dreaming happy dreams.
Ron stirred in his bed as light filled his room. He mumbled and pulled the pillow over his head to blot out the light. He rolled over facing the wall trying to go back to sleep. His eyes popped open as finger traced down his back. He rolled over quickly to see Kim sitting there. A tray sat on the stool, wonderful aroma's came from under the cover. He sniffed.
Bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes?
"Uh, KP?" he asked questionly.
"I got up early and thought I would cook you some breakfast." She said smiling.
Ron swallowed and glanced at the tray.
"Take a look master cook, now I kept you in mind and everything you taught me with each item."
Ron took the lid off the plate. The bacon was done, maybe slightly burned. The toast was just right. The eggs were slightly runny and the pancakes appeared to be just a little overdone.
Ron glanced over to see Kim looking at him hopefully.
"Ron, I really really tried hard."
Ron picked up his fork and tried one on the pancakes. Kim watched his face. She hoped for the best. She still had a lot to learn about cooking but this was the best that she had ever done. Ron took another bite and soon had polished off the entire meal.
Ron turned to look at his girlfriend. "Hmm, let's see on a scale of 1 to 10 I'd rate that about a 6."
"SIX?" Kim squeaked.
"Actually, an eight." He said smiling.
"YOUUUU." She shouted and tackled him on the bed. He grabbed her and flipped her over on the bed. Before she could say a word, his lips captured hers.
"Thanks, KP. Breakfast was great. One question what does the kitchen look like." He asked.
"Well." Kim started to say.
"Kimmie, WHAT DID YOU DO TO THE KITCHEN?" They heard Mrs. Possible scream.
Kim scrunched down. "oh boy."
Ron stood up.
"Don't worry KP, after a great breakfast like that I'll help you clean up."
Kim's eyes danced, "Then it's time for some sparring and a few lessons."
Ron groaned. He knew that after a sparring match with Kim he might need the attentions of Mrs. Dr. Possible.
Shego walked slowly down the hall. She hurt all over her body, but had to get up. She thought she would go crazy if she didn't get out of that room. Mrs. Possible was nice and a good doctor but her constant attention was a little overpowering. Drew kept checking in on her and that didn't help either. Shego heard yelling coming from down the hall and Mrs. Stoppable had told her that Kim and Ron were in the training room sparring. Shego knew she just had to watch that. Kimmie sparring against the buffoon? That would be the mismatch of the ages. Shego reached the door to the training center and quietly opened the door and stepped inside.
Ron moved to Kim's left. He had already kissed the mat several times that morning and had several bruises already. He did not intend to go down again soon if he could help it. Both of them were dressed out in gis and were circling each other.
"Come on Ron get your head in the game!" scolded Kim.
Kim moved quick as a snake a drove a punch into his chest followed by a leg sweep.
Ron gasped for air as his breath was driven from his lungs. The room then spun as his legs left the floor and he crashed to the mats with a thud.
"Ron? Ron?" Said a voice that sounded like it was at the end of a tunnel. He opened his eyes to see a concerned Kim kneeling over him.
"Hi Kim. Nice to see you. I enjoyed the trip you sent me on, although it did end rather quickly and painfully." Ron said grimacing.
"Roonn! Get up" Kim said laughing and poking him in the stomach.
"Okay here gimme a hand up." Ron said extending his hand.
"Oh Ron, You are such a goof." She giggled as she reached out with her hand to help him up.
The giggle turned to a shriek as Ron pulled her forward and planted his foot in her stomach. The room spun as he flipped her over his head to land with a thud on her back.
She shook her head to clear it and looked up to see Ron's face inches from her's.
"Fancy meeting you here." Ron said with a smile.
"Oh you so are gonna pay for that." Kim said. She rose up and gave Ron a quick peck on his nose. She then rolled over and snap kicked to her feet.
Ron flexed his back and flipped onto his feet. Kim was impressed. 'Where did he learn that move?' She thought.
Ron attacked with a punch that whispered through Kim's hair as she dodged to the side. Kim replied with a kick that meet thin air as Ron twisted to the side. He dropped to the mat and drove his foot around in a spin kick. Kim leaped to the air as his foot passed under her. Her feet came down where his chest should have been but all she hit was mat. She sensed that she should duck and did a split to drop to the floor. Ron flew over her in a flying kick to land on his feet. He spun to face Kim as she kicked to a standing position. They continued for several minutes not landing a blow to each other.
Shego stared in amazement. She had seen Kim knock Ron to the floor. Then the sucker trick Ron pulled on Kim to send her to the mat. The little peck on the nose followed. Then something seemed to change between the two of them. They moved faster, smoother than she had ever seen either one of them move. It was as if they could sense what the other was going to do. Ron was using moves that Shego had seen only Kim use and Kim was using unusual moves that only Ron would use. It was almost like a ballet, both moving in unison, dodging, punching and kicking yet never landing a blow. Shego sat down in a chair beside the door. 'I guess they have been practicing a lot together. If those two can ever get their act together like that they are going to hand someone their rear end in a basket.' She thought. She relaxed in the chair and continued to watch Ron and Kim.
Dr. Drakken, Mr. Possible and Wade were working in the main lab. Dr. Drakken pulled a memory stick from his case that he had retrieved from the wrecked hover car.
"All of my notes on the work I have done up to this point are here. I hope with what I have here and what the two of you can come up with we can make an antidote. I also have an idea. An old friend of mine is a genius at genetics. We need his help. He cut himself off from the world sometime back. An accident at his lab killed his wife and maimed him. If Kim and Ron could get to him with a letter from me, I am sure he would be willing to help."
"Another one of your power hungry friends, Drew?" Mr. Possible asked.
"No James, I mean Nicky from the conference in Augusta." Drakken told Mr. Possible.
"You mean Nicky O? I thought he was killed in that lab explosion just a few months after that conference." Mr. Possible exclaimed.
"He didn't die but he was badly injured. His wife was killed. He recovered and continued some of his work. If anyone can finish this antidote it would be Nicky."
Mr. Possible paused for a moment then nodded.
"Do you know how to get in contact with him?"
"Yes, I have an email I can use. Let's hope that he will answer." Dr. Drakken stated as he stood and stepped over to a computer on one of the lab tables. He typed a message into the computer then sent the message on its way.
"Well, the email will go through several addresses before it gets to him. He likes his privacy and makes sure no one can trace him. All we can do now is wait."
Dr. Director spoke up. "Is he as good as both of you say he is?"
Mr. Possible nodded. "Yes Dr. Director, he was the best at analyzing genetic material. If we can get him a sample of that goo and send Drew's notes with it, I am sure he can find the answer."
Ron stopped for a moment and raised his hands.
"Uncle! Let's take a break."
Kim relaxed and nodded, sweat poured from both of them. They had been sparring for nearly an hour now. Ron turned and retrieved two towels and two bottles of water. He handed Kim bottle of water and used one of the towels to wipe her face. He draped the towel around her neck and then wiped his own face. Kim smiled and took a gulp of water from her bottle. Ron turned his head back and drained his bottle. He dropped the bottle to his side and released a tremendous "buuuuurrrrrpppp oh yeahhhhhh".
"Gross, Ron, stop that, it's not good for you." She scolded.
"Where did you learn some of those moves? That combo you used with the leg sweep followed by the reverse kick? That hurt!"
"Sorry about that KP. Is your shoulder alright?" Ron asked.
Kim massaged her shoulder a bit.
"I'll be sore I'm sure."
"Here sit down a minute. Let me take care of it."
Ron led Kim over to one off the chairs at the far end of the room. She sat facing rearward and settled into the chair. Ron stood behind her and soon his hands were slowly working over her shoulder. Her eyes closed as she sighed. She felt the sore muscles relax as his fingers traveled down her shoulder. The soreness slowly ebbed away as he slowly worked over her upper arm and back.
"Ron you massage as good as you cook."
Ron leaned over.
"I bet your shoulder is not all that is sore after you took that little trip and landed some else."
Kim blushed remembering when Ron had jerked her off her feet and she found herself sitting on the floor.
"Well, I don't think you can massage there." She stated.
"Oh, come on Kimmie, let Stoppable massage there too." A voice said.
There was the sound of clapping to one side of them near the door. They spun to see Shego sitting in a chair beside the door. A pair of crutches was leaning against the wall at her side. She sat there with a tremendous smile on her face.
"What a performance, what a performance." Shego said teasing the two teens.
"Just how long have YOU be sitting there?" Kim asked with her hands on her hips.
"Well Kimmie, quite some time actually. Just in time to see you put Stoppable to the floor that time. Then I got to see him put you on your pretty little butt with that absolutely beautiful move suckering you into giving him your hand."
Ron smiled and bowed to Shego. Kim kicked him in the shin.
"Got nothing else better to do than spy on us?" Kim asked.
"Not, not really unless you count being interrogated by both your mothers as to why I have been trying to kill their children for the past few years. I'll tell you when those two decide to give you the third degree they would make the most hardened FBI agent proud." Shego exclaimed throwing up her hands.
"Don't we know." Mumbled both teens.
"Jinx, you both owe me a beer, but since neither one of you are old enough I'll take one of those bottles of water for now." Shego said smiling.
Ron stepped over, picked up a bottle of water, and gave it to Shego.
"So besides needing to get away from our moms and spying on us, what else is on your agenda?" Kim asked leaning against the wall.
"Oh, I don't know Kimmie. I thought I might come in here and see if I could catch the world famous Team Possible making out."
Both Kim and Ron's faces flushed red. "We don't make out." Kim hissed.
"Oh I bet." Shego laughed.
Drakken sat at the computer and reviewed the data that they had been going over that morning. So far, they had broken down the job in parts and had reviewed some procedures for starting work again. The computer beeped. He and Dr. Possible were working breaking down some of the goop while Wade was going over what they had accomplished up to now. He also was working on a way to manufacture the antidote when they had the full formula. Rufus helped Wade organize the papers. Tim and Jim worked on adapting the equipment to help make an antidote. Mr. Stoppable helped in everyway that he could. He was good at a computer so he entered all the data they were gathering.
Mrs. Stoppable walked in pushing a cart covered in plates.
"Lunchtime!"
Drakken spun around and wringing his hands came over to the cart.
"I can already tell where Ron learned to cook."
"You know his name?" Mrs. Stoppable asked.
"Oh yes of course, I just like pulling his chain with the name thing." Drakken explained.
"Well, for you hard working men, I have fried chicken, green beans, mashed potatoes and for dessert apple pie." Mrs. Stoppable announced.
Mrs. Stoppable passed out the plates as the men took a break from work to eat. They moved all their plates to a side of the lab where they were not working so that the food would not contaminate the work they were doing.
Kim, Ron and Shego were sitting in the dining area eating. Kim and Ron both ate well as they had not eaten a great deal over the past few days. Shego sat back and watched the two teens inhale their lunch.
"After watching you two spar then you both eat, I can see that you are rubbing off on each other."
Kim arched an eyebrow and asked "What do you mean…buuuuurp"
Kim quickly covered her mouth. "excuse me" she said quietly.
Shego smiled broadly, "Call it a hunch" then her face turned solemn.
"Ron, I heard what you did to Kim, and how you worked things out. I must say that I am impressed. Kim, you did good to hold on to yourself. I can imagine how that hurt. You two have been lucky. Both of you are royal pains, but I wanted to thank both of you for letting us stay here. For what is worth, you two are okay. Now let's work together to find out who did this to you, me and a bunch of other people. After that, gloves are off and back to normal. Deal?"
Kim and Ron sat back grinning. "Deal"
"Ok, now, back to the sparring room." Shego said smiling.
"Huh" the teens asked.
Shego stretched and smiled. "I may not be able to spar but I can work your butts off. Dr. D. is helping in the lab. Over the next day or so, I expect to see both of you in the training room each day at 6:00 am sharp. School's back in kiddies, I going to make sure you two will have some chance when you leave to face these dudes."
"6:00 am?" Questioned both teens.
"Uh huh, and if you are late, I might get mad. You know I get mean when I get mad." Grinned Shego as she stood, grabbing her crutches. She turned and limped out of the room.
"Ahh, KP, do you have the feeling the Shego is going to make Mr. Barkin look like a sissy." Ron mumbled. Kim just nodded.
Later.
Drakken was working at his computer when it beeped. He glanced up at his screen.
"James, James, come here." He shouted. "It's Nicky."
Mr. Possible ran up beside Drakken and glanced at the screen.
Drew and James, I must say it was a pleasant surprise to hear from you after all these years. Drew, I have been following you over the years. I must say that I think you could find a better way to use your talents. James, I have been following you also. I heard you married that young woman who was in medical school. Oh course I have heard of your daughter. I would be honored to grant whatever assistance that you might need in finding an antidote to that vile liquid that is being used in such a horrid manner. I suggest that you sent Miss Possible and Mr. Stoppable here to my home and lab. Have them bring another sample of the liquid and the remaining data. The coordinates needed are in the attached data file. Please respond when they are leaving so that I may prepare to receive them.
James sighed in relief as he read the message.
"Dean, I think we are going to need Kim and Ron"
Mr. Stoppable nodded and left the room to get his son and Kim.
Kim was gasping for breath as she completed another lap of the training room. Ron's harsh breathing was right beside her. They had been working out under Shego for the last two days as they waited for a reply. Ron's comparison of Barkin and Shego was dead on. Kim would gladly take Barkin over Shego from now on. True to her word, Shego entered their room that they shared now. Shego had moved them to a single room on the same hall as the training room so the early morning festivities would bother none of the others. Bright lights and a banging trashcan had greeted them at 5:30 the following morning.
"Up Up Up. Time to get to work. I want both of you in the training room ready to go in 30 minutes." Yelled Shego.
Kim and Ron both groaned and buried their heads under the pillows. Shego grinned and picked up one bucket of water. "Einnie meanine minene moe." Ron yelled as the water hit him. Kim leaded from her bed.
"Sorry Stoppable, you lost the tossup that time. Next time it will be Kimmie's turn."
They both had dressed as quickly as possible and rushed across the hall. Shego ran them through calisthenics for the first hour. Then some practice with Bo sticks. Shego had a small breakfast ready for them. Then another hour of exercises. Then more sparring until lunch. After lunch was more practice with weapons, then more exercises. Supper came, then a final round of sparring. Kim and Ron took showers and collapsed into their beds, only to wake up the next morning in the same manner as before.
"OK, take a break." Yelled Shego.
"Yes, maam, permission to fall on my face maam." Ron mocked as he just fell forward to lie on the mat. Kim collapsed beside him and laid her head on his back.
Shego sat at the side of the room watching the two of them. They had accepted the punishment that she had been giving. Those two were something else. They fed off each other as naturally. Shego doubted they ever realized that they did it. They belonged together that is for sure. They were as ready as she could make them in just the few days she had to work with them. She did not reveal all of her fighting secrets to them. Some things she kept to herself, but she did give them some other pointers that she hoped would help. Ron's father had just come in and explained that they had received word from the other party. Kim and Ron needed to prepare to leave.
"Okay, class is over."
Kim sat up "What?"
Shego limped over with two towels and two bottles of water.
"Yeah, Mr. Stoppable just came in. That friend of your dads and Drew just sent an email. He wants to help. They are getting a hovercraft ready. You two are to get a shower and some rest while the rest of us get everything ready for you to leave. This friend has requested that you and Stoppable bring the samples and data to him. The coordinates are in Poland. So get moving, get cleaned up and get some rest. We'll come get you when it is time."
Kim and Ron nodded and headed for their room.
The landing bay lights were on. The black sleek hovercraft sat ready. Mr. Stoppable climbed down the steps and turned to Ron, who was standing beside the craft. Kim was there at with her arm around Ron's. The Possible's stepped up as all of them gathered at the door of the hovercraft.
"That's the last of the provisions son. The data disks are in the briefcase in the forward storage locker. The samples of the liquid are in the cooler in the other storage locker."
Mrs. Stoppable stepped to her husband's side and took his arm.
"Son, your mother and I wish to say how proud we are of you and Kim. You both have made decisions that many adults have never had to make. We hope that the two of you will continue to take care of each other."
Mr. Stoppable turned to Kim.
"Kimberly, we count you as the daughter we never had. Thank you for taking care of our Ronald."
Kim smiled.
"Thank you Mr. Stoppable, Ron means everything to me."
There was a small cough and everyone turned to see Drakken and Shego standing there. Shego stepped up without her crutches.
"Sorry for breaking up the sugary sweet stuff but before I gag I wanted to say something."
Shego stepped up in front of the two teens.
"You two be careful. Remember what I taught ya. Stoppable, you better take care of Kimmie here or I'll…"
Drakken coughed loudly.
Shego eyed Drakken quietly then turned to Kim.
"You princess, remember this guy is your partner and not a sidekick."
"You can count on it." Kim answered.
"and no kissy face until the mission is over, keep your mind in the game." Shego reminded them.
Shego gave Ron a little punch in the arm and pointed her finger at Kim. She then turned and walked back to stand beside Drakken.
"Well, I guess we better go." Kim suggested.
Kim turned to hug her parents and brothers. Ron gave his parents a hug. Mr. Stoppable came to shake Ron's hand. Dr. Director saluted the two teens as they climbed up the stairs and shut the hatch. The hovercraft lifted off softly and flew off into the evening.
As the doors to the landing bay shut, the parents turned and walked out of the room. Shego stood beside Drakken as they remained after everyone left.
"Ya think they got a chance of getting there and back, and ending this thing." She asked.
Drakken stood quiet for a moment then turned to look at her. "Yes, if anyone should know we do. I think they will do it. Let's get back to work."
Ron sat at the controls of the hovercraft as he activated the landing mode. The landing struts touched the cobblestones of the central courtyard, the rubber pads squeaked slightly as they slid across the stones. They were landing late at night in the courtyard of a large castle located a mountainous area of Europe. The battlements of the castle soared into the sky as the full moon had revealed the castle walls. They had watched in wonder as they approached the coordinates in the navigation computer. It looked like a scene from some old horror movie. Kim half expected to see Frankenstein or Dracula appearing out of the shadows of the courtyard. Ron stepped down the steps of the hovercraft and waited for Kim. They stepped up hand in hand to the front door of the main entrance. Torches burned on both sides of the main door as they approached. The marble steps leading up to the doors glistened in the moonlight. The doors swung open and bright light spilled into the courtyard. Kim and Ron caught the silhouette of a tall thin regally dressed man with a cane standing in the door.
"Good evening Team Possible, please allow me to welcome you to my home. I am Count Nicholai Vladimir Olafinski, your host. Welcome, welcome to Castle Sanktuarium."
Greetings one and all. Hope you liked chapter seven. We are already hard at work on chapter eight. Rich and I are planning a new fiction to come after Bloom. It will be special.
As always, Kim Possible and all the characters of the show are owned by the Disney Company. Rich and I own this fiction.