Hello friends! I'm back in black! Christmas time is over, and my life is calming down again. Here's the next installment of me and ivymae's tale! Sorry it took so long, but you know the story.
Things are heating up for the two couples, Monkey Fist is preparing for ulimate evil! He really needs a hobby! Anywhos, hope you enjoy, and Happy New Year! Peace & Love to all!
Prophecy: Shadows From the Past - Chapter 3
Possible Home, November 1st, 2005
"I don't know why, maybe something to do with those two scepters he had tucked in his belt. I came with him, but somewhere along the time-stream, I lost my grip on the Monkey Cr- … him. He's here, this now, I can… feel my KP, out there."
Adult Ron looked at young Team Possible, crestfallen.
"We have to find her…" he said. "Kim is… you're… she's… my everything."
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"Wait a minute!" Kim exclaimed, eyes wide. Realization set in. "I'm… she's pregnant?"
Young Ron looked from KP to his adult self and back again. Suddenly, his face split in the biggest goofball grin the Possible's had ever seen on the youth.
"BOOYAH!" he cried, holding his hand out to his older self for a high-five.
"I should have made her stick to baby-sitting…" moaned Mr. Dr. P, his head in his hands.
Mrs. Dr. P was the picture of maternal joy, beaming proudly. " Oh, Kimmie…"
"Yeah, so the booyah, Rondo," Adult Ron smiled, returning the high-five. Rufus sat on the kitchen table looking somewhat confused, but happy. His pet boy was doubled, and that was alright with him. "But I really can't tell you anything more than that. Time and all that; it's a disturbing concept. Don't even ask…" he finished, looking at Kim.
Her cheeks had flushed when her Ron shouted out; her expression was caught somewhere between mirthful grin and confused stare. "But, I, and Ron, we… ok, it's the future, but, waiting, and… is she… do I –
"Don't - even - ask, KP." Adult Ron stated firmly. "Even saying something simple could effect the future of our family, so don't tempt me, okay? Please… you're… my Kim's in enough trouble already."
"I should have said 'No', but it was just Drew and his lame schemes," whispered Mr. Dr. P, pale, in his own world of denial. "Now Ronald's taller than me, and… my little Kimmie-cub…"
"Dear…" Anne purred, rising to rub her husbands shoulders, "… it's a good thing. You'll be a grandfather. Remember; the name you wanted our grandkids to call you?"
"Papa Jim." James Possible coughed out. "We'll go camping… I'll explain trajectories and orbits while we eat rocket cookies… horsey rides on my knee."
He looked to Adult Ron. "I suppose I'm all right with this as well?"
"Well, yeah. Actually, you call me everyday, sometimes twice. With advice." Ron smirked. "That kinda tanks, but yeah, yer all about it."
James closed his eyes tightly, leaning his head back into Anne's embrace. Slowly, a look of acceptance came over his face. "Papa Jim…" he sighed.
Young Ron leaned in, whispering to Kim. "I get to see you naked, KP…"
Kim snorted, hand rising up to cover an embarrassed smile. She gave her boyfriend a swat.
Rufus broke the mood with a cry. "Hnk, find Kim!" he cried, waving his paws at Adult Ron.
"Your right, little buddy!" he replied. "And there-in lies the problem…"
Meanwhile, across the ocean…
An uncharted jungle island lay off the eastern coast of the Ryukyu Islands, south of the Japanese mainland. Humankind had not set foot on the small spur in thousands of years… until today.
Inside the dark murky depths of the Temple of Tempus Rex, the elder Monkey Fist finished shackling the future Kim Stoppable to a stone altar, roguishly grinning his evil monkey smile. The altar-top was carved in the form of a female simian, on her back, legs up, opposable feet forming what he now saw as birth stirrups. Kim's ankles locked in stone cuffs, the man-monkey was finishing locking her wrists into the short chain and cuff apparatus on either side of the altar.
Kim Stoppable was still unconscious, but coming around, mumbling. Fist's using of the Mystical Monkey Power to travel back in time had done a number on her.
"Wake up, Kimberly Anne," cooed the vile villain, "the time is coming when you will fulfill the prophecy, and birth the warriors whom will help me in my quest…"
"Unhh…" mumbled Kim, hands automatically trying to touch her belly, the chains stopping them.
"Monkey Fist!" Kim snapped, realizing her predicament. "This is low, even for you! And what the hell are you talking about, 'prophecy'? If you've hurt my babies in anyway –
"Hurt them?" Fist cried, shocked. "On the contrary, dear girl, I want your babies alive and well! I… need them, alive and well; I need them for my own..."
"Where's Ron?" Kim asked, trying to remain calm. If looks could kill, however…
"The bumbler got lost somewhere along the time stream, I suppose. No matter; in two days time, as it is written, you will give birth, and I will raise the children as my own, somewhere in the future. Stoppable will never find me, his children, or you. I will become the rightful Monkey King!" he cried.
Kim smiled her own confident, defiant smile at the man. "That's where you're wrong, Monty. You've always underestimated Ron, that's why your ferociously stupid plans never work. Ron is the Monkey King, not because of wanting the Power, but because it's his destiny. Just like Sensei said, years ago. Ron completed the tasks, and that's why the Chosen One granted him the crown."
"You mean… this?" Fiske replied, pulling a golden crown from inside his gi, placing it on the altar beside Kim. Her eyes widened.
"The Monkey Crown, together with the Twin Scepters, and your darling brats, will raise me, Montgomery Fiske, to the throne of the Monkey King!"
Mad, high-pitched simian laughter could be heard all over the island, as dusk slithered in.
Back in Middleton…
"Problem? What problem?" young Ron asked.
"Well…" started Adult Ron, "Like I said, I can… feel KP, kinda in my soul. She's somewhere way east of here; in danger. That bond, no one can take away from us. But, I think Fist sapped my Mystical Monkey Power. I can't seem to… access it. Not like I should be able too."
"You mean you can access it? Whenever you want?" startled Young Ron. "I thought it was just a thing that came on it's own."
"Yeah, it is… sorta." said Adult Ron, glum. "Man, this is tougher than I figured. There's things I can't tell you. About… never mind. This tanks! I can't find Kim; normally I can find her anywhere. Know right where she's at."
Kim and Young Ron stared at him, then glanced at each other. They knew they had a 'bond', but more like a bond of knowing, of love, not unlike the weird telepathic stuff the Tweebs would pull off. Maybe they couldn't Twin-speak, but they knew each other's feeling pretty well. They just never had thought of it in Mystical terms.
Anne Possible spoke up, looking at Adult Ron. "Ron, do you mean like 'remote viewing'? Like you could point to her position on a map, or more like telepathy? Talk to her in your mind?"
He thought about his answer.
"Both" he answered. "But not with out the Power. And I have no source!"
"Dude, just tell me how to tap in, and I'll do it!" Young Ron said, excited.
"Dude, I can't!" Adult Ron returned. "I can't just tell you. Sorry. It doesn't work that way."
Young Ron frowned, only to replace it with a grin quickly. "What about tapping into my Monkey Power? Can you do that?"
"No, good try, but it takes three to form a… this thingy which I cannot talk about. And KP's not… someone who I, um, know, ah, yet." Ron said, casting a quick glace at Mr. Dr. P. "She can't… feel my Power."
James just raised an eyebrow as Anne patted his arm comfortingly.
Rufus moved to the center of the kitchen table, jumping up and down, angry. "Oh yeah, hnk, HELLO?" he cried, pointing at himself. "Three!"
Adult Ron's eyes opened wide. "Rufus, you don't know how happy I am to see you, little buddy. You are, as always, the man!"
He turned to Mr. Dr. P. "Da… Mr. P, do you still… wait, of course you still, this is the past. Can we use that big ole World Atlas you've got in your study?"
Mr. Possible sent KP to get the tome. Adult Ron turned to young Ron and Rufus.
"Ok, Ron, Rufus, we need to hold hands. Think of something you love. Don't think of anything else, just what you love. Clear everything else, then try to send it to me."
Young Ron got a confused look, taking his older self's hand.
Rufus, seated between them on top of the table, a Ron-hand in each paw, smiled. The blue glow of the Mystical Monkey Power already surrounded his little body. "mmm, cheese…"
"Dude, I can clear my mind, no prob," Young Ron said, "that's how it most always is. But I love lots of things! Which one?"
Adult Ron thought back, trying to remember what he would have loved most at this time period. A sudden smile graced his face.
"Think of your favorite color…" he grinned.
Young Ron thought about it as KP returned with the book. She opened it to a world map, placing it between the Ron's.
The younger blond spoke up. "Ah, blue?"
Adult Ron shook his head. "Dude, do you love 'blue'?"
Young Ron thought about it. His eyes closed, his mind empting everything except the color he loved most. Slowly, but surely, his body gave off a white-blue glow; a warm smile broke his boyish features.
Adult Ron closed his own eyes, opening his mind to accept. He couldn't touch the source of the MMP on his own, but he'd be able to grab hold if it was offered.
Suddenly a host of visions played through his psyche: cheeses; cheddar, Colby, mozzarella, Romano – cheeses of all types, slices cut, shavings gated, chilled, ready for maximum snarfage.
He couldn't help but grin at the thoughts he saw. Cheese. To a naked mole rat, it was the meaning of life. And love.
All at once the visions of cheeses were overpowered by a simple hue. Actually, many colors, flashing together, mixing to form the auburn-strawberry-blond that painted Kim's flippy tresses.
Again, he couldn't help but smile knowingly. Of course that was a loved color. It was KP's color.
He turned his mind to his wife. Where was she, show me, show me…
A force overtook little Rufus. His form began to levitate centimeters off the table, floating his person over the pages of the atlas. Off the pictured coast of Japan, the rodent reached down, making a mark on the page with his sharp claw.
"…hnk, here. Kim." He mumbled.
Both Ron's opened their eyes and turned to Kim. She smiled, amazed.
"Well, that was interesting…" she said. "What are we waiting for? Let's go save me!"
end - What's gonna happen next? Tune in next time; unitl then, lather, rinse, and OBEY! THANKS! mattb3671