AN: I know everyone was probable hoping for the showdown between Ron and Monty but not yet. This chapter is mainly Monty's thoughts and feelings and the Ron converting his Chi and the prelude to the final confrontation. Review... otherwise I really will make Monkey Fist the Monkey King of the World...crackles evilly
Ron in his pseudo unconscious state had been dragged down the tunnel until the walls widened and they finally came to a large cavity in the sewer. The monkey's hauled his body toward the center and released him unceremoniously on the cold, wet ground.
Torches had been set up around the walls of the cavity generating enough light to see, but also creating large patches of shadows throughout the chamber. Against the far wall from the entrance sat an elaborate throne. Which resembled the shape of a monkey's paw. Sitting on the throne was none other than Monkey Fist. He sat up straight and ridged with a golden crown on his head. He reverberated a long lost sense of nobility that he once held before slipping into madness, monkey madness.
Off to the side laid Chloe who had yet to awake from the draining effects of the ritual Monkey Fist performed. She was dirty and her face showed signs of prolonged crying. She was set sprawled out on a table, and was most ignored. Her purpose had been fulfilled for she now held the mystical monkey power. She had become the vessel its container and all that was left was for the container to be broken. All that was left for Chloe to be killed and Monkey Fist would have the power he so craved. It would be the day he became Monkey King.
He sat impassively as Ron's body was brought before him. The buffoon had been foolish to try and stop what was inevitable. He knew his nemeses long enough to know that even weak from having his power ripped from his body would still risk his life to save the girl. It was pathetically heroic of the boy and it was pathetically easy to drop enough clues to lure him to his demise. He would kill his daughter in front of Stoppable and claim what he felt was rightfully his. Then when the realization flooded into his Ron's eyes, and horror spread through his body consuming him like a fire. Then he would release him from his chains and fight once more. The victory would be assured and Monkey Fist would savor the memory of crushing the life out of the buffoon.
Monkey Fist glanced over at his daughter idly. She would awaken soon and then the ritual could be completed. His heart had turned cold long ago, and guilt was a concept that had long been forgotten. He supposed that he should feel bad for doing what he had done and had yet to do to her. It was simply the way of nature, the way of monkeys. The black howler monkey would often kill their own young if they were too weak. And weak she was, she cried thee entire time she had been awake. The only time she seemed to show any backbone was right before he started the ritual.
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"Is everything prepared?" Monkey Fist asked
The monkey ninja nodded and lifted up the ceremonial dagger which Monkey Fist took and held menacingly in his hands. His daughter starred up at him with wide eyes her lower lip trembling in fear.
"Now, now my dear Chloe, I promise it will only hurt for a few minutes, before you fall asleep. And when you wake up I'll put you back to sleep. Permanently."
Chloe shook her head vigorously a hardness seeping into her eyes that he all to often seen in her mother. It irritated him when Rosaline gave him that look, and it irritated him when Chloe gave him the look.
"He will stop you just like he did before. Then you'll be sorry!" She yelled. Sneering Monkey Fist began the ritual moving closer to her the dagger gleaming dangerously in his hand.
"No one is going to save you" he responded
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Monkey Fist did not know who 'he' was, but he could only assume it was whoever dared to stop his monkey's from grabbing her during the night before. The mysterious savior had not showed up during the assault on Rosaline and Chloe's house hours ago. Monkey Fist wrote it off as someone who just happened to be at the right place at the right time. He had more important matters to deal with.
Ron was still unconscious on the ground and had yet to move since being brought in. His breathing was slow and labored and surprisingly he looked much better then he had when Monty first glanced at him. His face had become slightly flushed and the cuts on his face that he had thought were still open were now closed. He must have been wrong before. Monkey Fist was about to turn his attention else where when suddenly Ron began to groan.
As soon as the monkey's had begun to drag him down the tunnel, Ron had slipped into his meditative state and begun channeling his Chi in preparation to convert it into flesh to cover the still bleeding cuts, and more blood to combat the efforts of the loss of blood he already sustained. Blocking out the rest of the world he started to convert his Chi. It was a slow process and he started healing his still bleeding cuts first. The cuts once healed would leave scars that would never fade. It was a small price to pay and pay it he would. He could feel the cuts healing slowly but they were healing. At the same time he could feel a part of him slipping away.
He blocked out the rest of the world and focused purely on converting his Chi. It was possible to remain conscious and alert while doing this technique, but the concentration needed was far to great for Ron to achieve and not let his Chi slip away from him and needlessly throw away years of his life. Even now in his current state he could feel some of his Chi being lost during the conversion process.
Time had no meaning while healing his wounds. Ron did not bother with the bruises. They were painful but not life threatening. The cracked ribs would have to heal on their own. He was never taught how to seal bones it was not something that could done. Once the cuts were healed he started creating more blood for his body.
Once he started he was shocked to find how much more difficult it was to convert Chi into blood. His Chi was rapidly slipping away, it was like trying to hold a fist full of sand. It consistently slipped through your fingers. Ron's Life Force was slipping through his. He slowed down the process to a snails pace. It helped some, but he felt he was still losing to much Chi.
10 years, it seemed to echo in his mind. To the best of his knowledge and his mental calculations he had lost a little over 10 years of his life. His grand father lived to the ripe old age of 89 and his father lived to the age of 80. Stripping a decade away and it was still in the 70's range. He was a ninja anyway, and it was rare a ninja lived to old age. Most were killed on missions well before any natural cause ended their life. Slowly Ron began to come out of his meditative state.
Groaning, Ron opened his eyes and the sight before him was very unsettling. Monkey Fist was looking down on him from a throne with a crown on his head. His heart skipped a beat. Was it too late? His eyes darted around the chamber until his gaze settled on Chloe. She was just starting to awaken herself. He had precious little time get the girl out of harms way and stop Monkey Fist. With his arms and legs bound tightly in chains he struggled to sit up on his knees.
"I'm glad you decided to join me Ron, it would not feel right to claim my destiny and title as Monkey King without you to witness it." Monty began "As you can see It will not belong now. As soon as my container fully awakens I will complete the ritual and end your petty existence."
"Container! She's just a little girl for crying out loud. Your own daughter for gods sakes and your going to kill her? You really are nothing more than an animal" Ron shouted angrily.
"You say that like its a bad thing" Monkey Fist responded amusedly. "But I'll tell you what if you can break out of those chains and stop me from killing her then by all means do it now." With that Monkey Fist stood up and approached his daughter who was rubbing her eyes sleepily. Obviously her mind was still fogged from sleep otherwise she would have been acting a little more panicked.
"Since Ron is showing his uselessness once again how about I stop you Monty" Kim said as she entered the Chamber her hands on her hips.
Monkey Fist starred dumbly at Kim's surprise entrance. She was not apart of his plan. He shot out his hand and pointing at Kim he shouted attack, and his monkey ninjas flooded the chamber all heading towards Kim.
In the shadows created by the torch light the female ninja made her way stealthily towards the chained Ron.
AN2: I know I'm a real bastard aren't I? Leaving it the way I did. I know but I'm tweaking the next chapter I have all the fighting planned out in my head but I'm having trouble putting it all into words. Sometime this weekend I should have it all worked out and publish for everyone who is reading this story. Which for my first real multi-chapter story is rather amazing, at least to me it is. 63 review! And a number of people have actually put my story in there favorites list! That to me is beyond awesome and I would just like to thank those of you who have.