Chapter 5: Assassination

"Well, someone needs to look at daylight once in a while," Kim said. She charged straight at him, then leapt in the air with a flying kick aimed straight at his chest. But the man was not there. She landed on her feet, and spun around just in time to see twin flashes of steel dancing toward her, held by the man. As he drew closer, he began an attack pattern, which in all her years of training with hundreds of martial artists, she had never seen before. She took note that his hands continually changed the position of the daggers. First they were both held normally, then the left one would be held so that the blade pointed backwards, and then the right one, and then he would twirl them on his fingers through a small hole on the crossguard. The only thing she could do was go on the defensive. Fists could not kill daggers.

He began his attack by slashing upwards at a slightly diagonal angle, beginning with his right hand with the dagger held normally, followed by his left holding it in reverse. Kim backflipped, avoiding the twin attacks that, it they hit her, would slice her in half. She retaliated by landing on her feet, then immediately jumping forward with a flying kick at the man's face. She still couldn't see who her attacker was, and she was willing to bet he didn't know who she was either.

"I think we'd better shed some light here!" Ron yelled, pulling out a flashlight and aiming it at the man. He shied away from the light, turning his head so they couldn't see his face. The man was wearing an entirely black suit, with a mask covering his entire face. Two sheaths belted on his waist were obviously designed to hold the lethal daggers he held in his hands.

"Who are you?" Kim demanded.

You are Kim Possible, yes?" the man said, still hiding his face.

"Yes, now surrender!"

The man grunted, then ran towards the shadow of a dark alley near the building from which he had jumped. He ran into it, followed closely by Kim. Ron stumbled and yelled after her.

"Stop!" She yelled, skidding to a halt 3 feet in front of the assassin, who had stopped at the dead end that the alley ended in. Without the light from the flashlight, he turned and looked at her again, and said quietly, "No."

With that, he proceeded to leap UP the alleyway, jumping from wall to wall and moving up the sides of the buildings. Kim pulled out her grappler hair dryer and fired it, aiming for the spot where she expected him to leap onto the top of the building. The gun reeled her up towards the roof of the building, but as she flew up, the man jumped earlier than she expected, and flew 10 feet straight up. Right next to her cable. As he flew up, he spun out a dagger and slashed the cable attached to the grappler. Kim fell 15 feet, landing on her feet, but was driven to her knees from the force of the impact.

"Till, next time, Kim Possible," The figure called from the roof, and disappeared.

"KP! You all right?" Ron yelled, finally stumbling into the alleyway with the flashlight.

"Why did he run away?" Kim asked. "Why couldn't I beat him!"

"KP, don't take it too hard on yourself," Ron said cajolingly. "So he beat you. Big deal. If we never see him again, good. Now lets go home and try and find a way to keep you away from him."

Ten minutes later, Kim was sitting on her bed, talking to Wade on the Kimmunicator.

"Wade, there was just an assassination attempt on my life," Kim said. "I need a plan of action, in case he shows up again."

"Well, Kim, the best thing to do would be to hide out at someone's house," Wade said. "But not a friend's house. That's one of the first places the assassin will look for you. And security probably won't do much against this guy, if he could beat you, so I think that's your best choice. You should probably stay for the weekend and see if he tries to kill you again. If he does, I'll have the National Guard and CIA called immediately."

"Thanks, Wade," Kim said. "Who am I supposed to stay with for the weekend? I can't stay at a friend's house, so that rules out Ron and Monique…I WON'T stay with Bonnie, for sake of my sanity…"

"What about Jason?" Ron asked. "I'm sure he'd be happy to let you stay for a while."

"Yeah, Ron, but," she said, sheepishly. "We've only known him for a day, and I only got his phone number 5 hours ago…"

"So break a Rule," Ron said. "Call him the same day you get his number."