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AN: Sorry for the delay in updating but I've been a bit busy. Hope you enjoy this chapter and I'm already working on the next one so I should update sometime tomorrow. Reviews will make my demons go away...
11111111Outside of Middleton11111111111

The chopper was silent in its decent. The only sound from the rustling of the leaves and dirt being kicked up by the propelling blades. The pilot dressed in the traditional ninja uniform brought the chopper as close to the ground as possible without having to land.

The ninja reached up on the control panel above his head and flipped over a switch. A green light light up in the back and the occupant stood up and with little effort slide open door. The inside of the cargo hold brightened ten fold from the light outside. Standing in front of the door was another ninja also wearing the traditional uniform. Dropping to the ground the ninja landed in a half crouch before dashing off towards its destination.

The sun had began to set behind the ninja, it was an alluring sight to behold. The sky was filled with hues of red and orange giving the impression that the sky was on fire. Many citizens of Middleton would go on to say that it was thee most beautiful sunset that they had ever witnessed. The ninja payed it no heed, its mission was to important to be side tracked by such trivial things. Much to important.

11111111111111Fourth Street1111111111111

Turning the corner off of main street and onto Fourth Street, Kim had already spotted the uncovered manhole. A smug smile spread across her lips it was just to easy. Apparently Monkey Fist's monkey ninjas weren't as well trained as he would like to think. She turned and looked back at her companion that was shuffling slowly behind her. The smug smile on her face started to slip as she once again took in his bloodied state.

"He really should have gone to the hospital" She thought. "Maybe I should have... Done nothing! It was his own fault for being so stupid in the first place." Her smug smile reappeared on her face as she called over to him in a obvious fake cheery voice.

"They even left a manhole open for us. I mean how stupid can you be? No wonder he is 'your' arch enemy" She goaded him. "I don't even know why I'm even coming along..."

"Its a trap" Ron said cutting her off. "His monkey's would not have been seen unless they were suppose to be seen. The manhole is uncovered because he wants us to go down there."

"Why would he want us to confront him?" Kim asked genuinely curious "Especially, if he can still be stopped."

Ron slowly moved over to the opened manhole and peered down. All he saw was the first few slightly rusted latter steps the rest was complete darkness. He lifted his gaze and looked Kim straight in the eyes. A flicker of emotions ran through Kim's while Ron's remained expressionless. Slightly unnerved by the blank look and how pale his face was from the blood loss Kim stepped back slightly and sneer spread across her beautiful face.

"What?"Kim asked "Is this were you proclaim your undying love to me?"

Without responding Ron took a step and disappeared down the manhole. A moment later a splash was heard and then nothing. Clenching her fists Kim moved closer to the manhole and peered down. Not one to be outdone she stepped off and dropped down the manhole as well.

Darkness meet her at the bottom. The only source of light came from the still opened manhole. For that she was grateful, in the rush to confront Monkey Fist she had not bothered to grab her mission gear. An oversight she was kicking herself for now. A chattering from above caught her attention and she spun around and looked back up at the manhole. Peering down at her were two monkeys, two monkeys dressed as ninja. Before she had a chance to find the bottom steps to the metal latter the monkeys had already closed the manhole.

Her arms spread out in front of her, Kim took a tentative step forward. The sewage water slushed against her ankles. Her steps were small and could barely be considered steps she slide one foot an inch ahead of the other and just repeated the process. She had no clue if she was going the right way or not. For all she know she could be going the opposite direction of Monkey Fist or the opposite direction that Ron went.

She considered calling for him, but she would not lower her pride that far. He would call out for help eventually like he always did. She had to physically shake the tiny voice in her that whispering concern and worry for Ron away. Ever sense Ron had shown back up in 'her' town that voice that sounded eerily like her own kept whispering to her. It pleaded with her to treat Ron differently to treat him like she used to. Kim could not keep from rolling her eyes at the thought. Why would she want to do that? He was a loser and she couldn't remember why she was ever friends with him in the first place. Worse yet she could not think of why she would even want to date him.

The voice in her head was louder this time and it started to give her a headache. Love? Ha There was no way she would have ever been in love with that loser. The voice finally subsided and she continued her way down the dark sewer. She tried to keep track of the time in her head, but after 20 minutes of walking she gave up trying. With ever step she took she became more convinced that had went in the wrong direction. Convinced she grabbed a hold of the next latter she came across and climbed up. With great effort she was able to push the manhole aside.

The sun had long sense set during her long walk in the sewer. The streetlights had just begun to flicker to life and the street she was on was empty. Climbing out of the sewer completely she searched around for a street sign. 9th street! She had walked 5 blocks while down in the sewer. With no other real option she turned down 9th street and started making her way back to 4th street. She had to start at the beginning and go the opposite direction as before, and she had to hurry Ron could be in trouble. No, she had to hurry so she could be the first to confront Monkey Fist, she didn't care if Ron was in trouble or not. The urge to tear out her hair in frustration grew as the little voice once again returned. She wished it would go away completely, go back to where ever abyss it had come from.

111111Fourth Street1111111111

The ninja slide open the manhole and without any thought dropped down and began moving silently through the sewer water. Not giving any pause when deciding on a direction take.

11111111With Ron1111111111

Up ahead Ron could see a faint light. It flickered, and the shadows it created seemed to glide around the walls like waves in the ocean. He moved cautiously towards the light. One hand was clutching a kunai (gotta love Naruto!) tightly while the other was wrapped around his side trying to put pressure on his cracked ribs. He wasn't sure if it was from the drop or from when his powers were ripped out of him. It didn't matter so he just shrugged it off.

Each step he took was torture on his body. Most of the cuts had stopped bleeding but a few continued to steadily release the red liquid. The loss of blood had slightly blurred his vision and caused his entire head to throb in pain. His joints were sore and sluggish and he wasn't sure if he actually had the strength to take on just one of Monkey Fists minions let alone Monkey Fist himself.

The only thing that kept Ron going was the fact that a little girl's life hung in the balance. He would force his body to work if necessary. Master Sensei had taught him something during his time at his school. It was dangerous and it was to be used only as a last ditch effort. At the time Sensei had been very hesitant about teaching it to Ron. It was said to be a lost art form, but Master Sensei had been taught it by the former headmaster who had learned it from the headmaster before him. Even though it was forbidden to be taught to anyone but Master Sensei's chosen apprentice, the ninja that he declared to be the next headmaster after his passing. He taught it to Ron.

Life Force or Chi as Master Sensei called it, resides in everyone and everything. With practice it could be channeled in the body. Done successfully if could strengthen the body to withstand many things. Such as breaking concrete blocks without cutting your hands open, or those martial artists who could stand still while they took blows that would have most men lying on the ground in puddle of their own bodily fluids. Using Chi was very limited and that it could only toughen parts of the body. It could not do the things his mystical monkey powers could.

The lost art form that Ron was taught was how to convert his Chi his Life Force into whatever his body needed. A mortal wound could be healed in hours if mastered and used correctly. The downside that made it so dangerous and forbidden was the fact that it was taking your away from you. It was not just channeling the Chi to varies parts of the body but actually converting it into what the body needed. Chi is a precious thing to the body and without it one can not live. It could not be regenerated or replaced, once used, once converted it was lost forever. If he used the technique then he would lose years off of his life.

During the long shuffle in the dark sewer Ron had already estimated that he would lost close to 7 years if he did the technique and that was if he had perfect control which he was sure he did not. Master Sensei only told him how to perform the technique but never showed him how to use it.

"Who wants to live forever anyway" Ron thought, and with that his decision was made. The only thing he needed was time. Time to meditate, time to channel and heal.

As he neared the light he saw several ninja monkeys standing above the torch that was inserted into the stone wall. His next few steps were on a subtle incline enableing to finally step out of the disgusting water. A few more steps and he was out of the darkness and in plan sight of the monkeys. Dropping to his knees he let his kunai clatter to the ground. Ron raised his hands about his head wincing as he did and stared right at the monkey's

"I surrender" Ron said simply before closing his eyes and dropping face first against the cold stone floor. Ron Stoppable had begun meditating. The monkeys moved quickly to the fallen Ron and proceeded to chain his hands and feet before dragging him towards there master's 'throne' room.

1111111Same spot where Ron surrendered, 10 minutes later1111111111

Dropping to its knees the ninja picked up the fallen kunai and stared ahead down the lit tunnel.

"I'm on my way Stoppable-San" the feminine voice whispered from behind her mask. And with that the ninja dashed quickly down the tunnel.