The Rook III: Vendetta

By mkusenagi2

The story concept © 6-28-2006
All Marvel characters are © Marvel Comics.
Kim Possible and other Disney characters
are © Disney Co.

Interlude

6-25-2004
Latveria
Castle Doom
The Landing Pad
1815 hrs

A SHIELD Strike Team sifted through what was left of Logan's Xbird on Castle Doom's Landing Pad.

"Condor 1 this is Cerebus leader… We're on scene… The place is trashed… We found a plane… it's totaled… we got a DNA match for Major Stoppable and Col. Howlett… no survivors Sir."

"Are you sure?" Col. Dugan replied.

"Yes Sir. The area's clean… Castle Doom's been gutted Sir… everything's burned to a crisp."

"Ok Soldier. Stay on station. We're sending a team to retrieve any tech Doom left behind. Dugan out."

Dum Dum Dugan went into the Ready Room and activated an UltraSec link.

"Whatcha got Dum Dum?" Col. Nicholas J. Fury aka 'The Specialist' said over the link.

"It LOOKS like they're dead Nick, like someone attacked 'em."

'Good work guys, this'll make it easier to get the job done. Godspeed.'

"…"

"Nick?"

"Dum Dum… I want you to post a bulletin through the Intel Committee statin' that they're possibly MIA, but likely KIA."

"Ok. Mask their scent?"

"Yeah… I'll take care of it on this end… Fury out."

---

Somewhere in the Caribbean…

"Herr Smith… we've received reports that The Rook is dead!" a lackey reported.

"How?"

"Our informants at the UN say that it occurred during a battle with Doom. DNA evidence was collected."

"…"

"Go to Red Alert status."

"Sir?"

"We must prepare for war… they are still ALIVE!"

"Yes Sir."

---

6-25-2004
Project Pegasus
Conference Room
1822 hrs

The Specialist stood at a podium before Kim, Sheila, the Drs Possible, Imi and Esther Stoppable, Mr. Barkin, Crown Prince William III of Monaco, and Bonnie Rockwaller.

"It is my sad duty to inform you…"

"NO!" Kim cried and wept while Sheila held her.

"that Major Ronald Stoppable and Colonel James Howlett are missing…"

'Vaya con Dios… Mi Hermano…' thought Mr. Barkin.

"and presumed dead…"

Esther and Anne Looked at each other and wept over the loss of an honored son…

"Evidence was found that indicates…"

James and Imi silently wept over the loss of a son and friend…

"they were cut down at…"

Crown Prince William III of Monaco mourned the loss of a friend and Brother in Arms…

"Castle Doom while preparing to complete their mission…"

'It's NOT Fair!' Bonnie Rockwaller wept over the stupidity of Ron dying in his prime…

"to help Major Stoppable's teammate…" The Specialist removed a folded Flag from the podium, and walked over to Kim and Sheila.

"Sheila Goble."

He knelt down and bumped his head with Sheila's as he put the flag in her lap.

"Ow!" they chorused.

The Specialist rocked back on his heels LOOKED at Sheila, placed his left palm over his left eye, and winked his right while rubbing the left side of his face.

'Nick! Here in disguise?'

"Thank you." Sheila said. '?'

"You're welcome… The President sends his condolences. Ms. Possible… I'm sorry for your loss."

Ben Grimm walked in.

"Sorry ta interrupt folks but Col. Danvers needs to see The Specialist, Agent Goble, and Capt. Possible."

Kim looked at her Mom.

"I'm sorry…"

"It's ok Kimmie… just be careful…" she wept.

"Kim!" James Possible cried.

"Yeah Dad."

"Find out who did this and Make Them Pay!"

"Yes Sir."

---

6-25-2004
Latveria
Castle Doom
The Landing Pad
0940 hrs

"You're sure you wanna do this?" Logan asked.

"Yeah."

"Ok…"

"SLICE! OW… HURTS LIKE A BITCH!"

"Toldya… here have a shot of Cognac… dulls the pain."

Ron downed the liquor…

"Cough… didja have to cut SO deep?"

"Hey YOU said that this Power of yours would heal your wound… I cut a small furrow inta yer left arm… YOU told me ta do it…" Logan said as he milked blood from Ron's arm into a pan.

"LOOK!" Ron cried.

An eldritch golden glow erupted from Ron's left forearm and sealed the wound shut.

"Ok… I'm impressed… now my turn… SLICE… urrr…" Logan sliced his brachial artery bled into the pan a bit and sprayed the cockpit with their blood.

Ron watched as Logan's wound sealed shut.

"Wow! So that's how it works!"

"Yeah… stings though… Ok… I'll set some charges and we'll scramble out through the rear belly hatch… I know they'll have a bird watchin' this place… We'll use my teleport remote to get us to base 1st, then Madripoor… after that it's my show… when we get there ya HAVE to call me Patch only got it?"

"Yeah."

"Y'know if we pull this off and complete the mission… THEY'RE gonna KILL ya." Logan said as he set the thermite charges.

"Yeah… but it's worth it… I can't go back… I made a promise… and I intend to KEEP IT."

"Ok. Let's Go!"

---

6-25-2004
The Principality
of Madripoor
Lowtown
Legayen Bay
Docks
1035 hrs

'Patch' and a dark haired Ron Stoppable roved the Lowtown docks.

"So… what are we doing Patch?"

"Getting' the lay O' the land… it's been a while…" Logan said as the trawled up and down the waterfront. "Hold on… we're here."

They had stopped in front of a bar called Jin Gang or 'Buddha's Attendant' in Hakka.

"When we go inside… just relax at the bar… here's some Cubans." Logan said.

"Ok."

They went inside the bar and split up. Ron went over to the bar and Logan made his way to the curtained rear of the bar and spoke to a bodyguard there.

"Is Jin Gang in?" Logan said.

"Who's asking?" the bodyguard replied.

"His brother… Patch."

"Uh YES SIR, go right inside!"

"Thanks."

---

While Logan talked to Jin Gang, Ron sat at the bar puffing a Cuban.

A scarred swarthy man sidled up to the bar…

"Why are you hangin' wit' someone like that?" he said. 'I'm gon' roll this American an' slit his throat!'

"Patch? Oh… he's my conscience. Why?"

"!"

"Uhhh… No reason." 'If THAT'S his conscience… I'ma gon leave him alone.'

The man scuttled off.

Ron ordered what passed for beer and waited…

Until he was bumped into by someone and heard…

"Pardon Me!" in a Highborn English accent.

"!" 'No… not here…'

Ron spun around and looked into the startled face of Lord Montgomery Fiske… aka Monkey Fist!

End Interlude.