Ok, some of you were having a little difficulty imagining a voice for Christine, I can understand that (I didn't say who she sounded like, my bad).
The Best way to imagine Christine's voice would be to cross Angelina Jolie with Shego (similar to the voice I have in my head, sexy but with a hard edge)
Now, getting this back onto its original course, I will post this as an early Christmas Present to all of you. Enjoy,
Special thanks to: PJ, Jerry Unipeq, jak4, surfrost, whitem, Bugleader, John Chubb, and SM for reviewing!
Kim Possible: The Cars Strike Back
Chapter 6
Between a Demon Car and a Hard Place
"All right Marines Listen Up!" General Simms barked.
The line of marines stood at attention.
"We've gotten repots that the Car is a half a click north of our position, and bearing down on us faster than a Blackbird at Mach 3"
Simms noted the slightly worried look on the men's faces as he continued.
"Now, what is our motto?" Simms said, hoping to boost morale.
The lines immediately straightened up and spoke as one loud voice.
"SEMPER FI, DO OR DIE!"
"Hoo-Rah! Now lets show that demonic Car just what the marines are capable of!"
Then line of troops cheered as they promptly raced to their stations.
Simms stood on the roof of a Humvee, manning the .50cal Machine gun.
To his left was an Abrams tank, to his right was a Humvee with a TOW missile launcher and above him was the Air national Guards Apache Longbow.
Simms knew that as of now they couldn't destroy the Car, but they were going to give it a run for their money.
The line grew quiet; the only sounds were of the Longbow Apache above them.
A deep low rumble was heard in the distance, growing closer.
This is it, here we go…
On the horizon two round beams of light appeared, closing in on the line, the rumble growing louder every passing second.
"Condor to ground units, Subject is approaching your position with tremendous speed"
"Roger that Condor, Steel Barrier is prepared, keep us updated" Simms spoke into the radio.
"Get ready Marines!" Simms called out.
The Turret on the Abrams cycled into aiming position, the sounds of fresh clips being slapped into M16s filled the air, from above Simms heard the whirring of the Apaches 40mm Canon rotating on the subject.
Simms grabbed the lever on the side of the .50 Cal and yanked it back. Clink-Clink
"Aim!"
Weapons were brought up to firing level across the line, the Car closed in, the rumble turning into a roar.
"FIRE!" Simms screamed.
The Abrams next to him jerked back as its main gun fired, percussion waves circled the tank as the roar of the round exited the barrel.
The lines opened up on the Car, tracer rounds indicated they were finding their mark, Simms pressed the trigger on the .50 which rattled to life.
The shell from the tank exploded just on the Car, engulfing it in smoke and debris. The lines kept firing.
The Apache above started opening up its 40mm Canon on the area, hot shell casings rained down on the street.
The line was fully engaged in the battle, but the Car never emerged from the smoke.
"Cease Fire, Cease Fire!" Simms shouted.
The line quieted down, the marines muttered to themselves.
"You think we got it?"
"I don't know where it is"
Simms did not feel comfortable about this; he knew the Car was sitting there in the smoke, waiting for his chance to attack.
"Condor to Steel Barrier, Subject remains intact, he's just sitting there in the smoke sir"
"Copy that Condor"
Simms prediction was right, only he didn't like being right in this situation.
The Car sat in the cloud of smoke, watching the line of troops, devising a plan.
"First things first, that Tank has to go"
The Car still wasn't fully healed, and the round from the tank registered pain throughout the Car.
The Car saw his moment and pounced on it, roaring ahead at the tank with great speed.
"This should demoralize them rather quickly"
The Car started its maniacal laugh as it approached the Tank.
Simms saw the Car on the move, and quickly seen where the Car was hoping to hit.
"EVERYONE AWAY FROM THE TANK!" Simms screamed as he jumped from the roof of the Humvee.
The Marines began to scatter away from the Abrams as the top hatch opened and the men inside tried to get away.
Baaaaaaaaaaaaa babababababababababaaaaaaaa!
The Car slammed into the tank at full speed, the front of the Abrams crumpled and lifted off the ground.
The Tank then erupted in a huge explosion, flinging bodies out in all directions.
Simms ducked as the blast flipped the Humvee he was in over his head; it crashed down onto another Humvee before they two exploded into a massive fireball.
The burning wreckage of the tank flipped onto its roof before the flames hit the munitions sending shells flying all over the place.
One shell managed to slam into the Hovering Longbow, which now struggled to stay in the air.
Simms was slowly coming to his feet, the area around him engulfed in flames, the screams of wounded filled the night. Then he saw the Apache struggling to stay in the air, only to witness the gunship slam into the ground and start spinning in a circle, its rotor blades tearing into the asphalt sending chunks flying before the Apache finally came to a rest.
Simms stared at the remains of the tank that was to his left.
"My god" He whispered.
Simms then heard the familiar Rumble coming from his left, The Car sat where the Tank once did, still unscratched from all the bullets, fire and ramming a tank.
Simms heard something else coming from the Car, it was low but it was growing louder each passing second.
Is that laughter?
Simms couldn't believe it, the Car was laughing.
"Too much trust in you're equipment huh General?"
Simms expression changed to one of absolute shock, The Car was talking, to him.
"Consider this just a sample of what I am capable of doing, neither you nor Dr. Director or Kim Possible can stop me. You will all burn in hell with me. Mwahahahahaa!"
The Car continued to laugh as it backed away from the remains of the tank, and turned so its headlights came right over general Simms.
"See you in Hell General"
The Car swung around and headed back the way it came, leaving a decimated line and a very horror stricken general, who could only watch, and listen to the Car leave him to ponder his existence.
"May God have mercy on us all" General Simms whispered.
Baaaaaaaaa babababababbabababaaaaaaaaa!
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"OW! Ron what the hell are you doing!" Christine cried out as Ron ripped off her rearview mirror.
"Sorry Christine, but this is the 21st century, and I am not going to be driving a car with the rearview mirror stuck to the dashboard." Ron said.
"But how are you going to look behind you Ron?" Christine protested.
"Duh, I mount it to the roof, like a normal car has" Ron said as he positioned the mirror on the front edge of the headliner.
A lot was accomplished in the past 2 days, the group not only stripped Christine down, but because of her own powers was being put back together faster than normal with some modern touches here and there, the Mirror being only step one.
"OW!" Kim said from under the dashboard.
"You ok Kim?" Ron asked.
"Fine Ron, just a little shock from the radio" Kim said, giving the radio an annoyed look.
"Tell me again what you are exactly doing?" Christine asked still not thrilled that she was being updated.
"I'm trying to wire in a satellite radio so we can listen to whatever songs we want to" Kim said as she leaned under the dashboard again.
"What's wrong with my radio now?" Christine asked, getting mildly agitated that Ron wasn't defending her.
"Because I'm not going to listen to 50's rock and roll all day, and I'm sure Ron isn't going to want to hear it either. Right Ron?" Kim asked, looking up at Ron.
Ron felt very uncomfortable just then, he had again been placed in the middle of an argument between the two. It wasn't the first time this happened, but Ron still didn't like picking on or the other, especially when both parties involved could put a serious hurt on him.
"Ah, right KP. Besides, I'm more of a classical Rock and Rap person anyway." Ron said.
Kim grinned, Christine, although couldn't make a facial expression was dejected to say the least.
"Alright, wire me up" Christine said reluctantly.
Rufus scampered into the interior and hopped up on the dashboard.
"Hey Rufus, you get the new sparkplugs in?" Ron asked as he patted his naked mole rat on the head.
"A huh" Rufus said proudly.
"Good boy, now how about you get some body filler and paint and fill in the holes where this mirror used to be" Ron said as he tightened up the rearview mirror.
"Ok!" Rufus said as he darted out of the Car and towards the tools.
Ron stepped out of the interior and stepped back to admire their progress.
They sure did get a lot done over the past 2 days, despite all the arguing and mishaps that occurred.
With all the slip ups it felt like I was with the Marx Brothers,
In the end it was paying off, this would be the last day of working on Christine. Her body was straight as a arrow, her once dull paint shined like a mirror, all the glass was brand new, and she was sporting her brand new tires with hubcaps. She looked like a car should, badical.
They still had a lot to do however, like put the hood on, and get some new oil in her. Shego and Motor Ed were currently underneath Christine (she remained on jack stands, Motor Ed insisted after his mishap with her) currently putting on some new shocks, struts and sway bars, all of which would allow this blast from the past to drive like a brand new car. And handle a hell of a lot better than she did in the 50's.
"Ed, hand me the wrench" Shego said.
"Sure green babe," Ed said, he received a blast of plasma from Shego.
"OW! Seriously!"
Kim climbed out of the interior and whipped the sweat off her brow, she came over to Ron's side.
"All done with the new radio unit, what's next?" Kim asked.
"Well, all we have to do is drain the fluids from her engine, and put in some new fluids. Then we put the hood on and that's it." Ron said, looking into Kim's Emerald eyes.
"Well, what are we waiting for?" Kim asked.
Ron shrugged.
"Ok, Kim you crawl under Christine and undo the oil pan." Ron said as he walked over to the side of Christine.
"Ok, I'm under. Now what?" Kim said.
"Look on the large pan for a nut" Ron said as he loosened the cap to pour in the oil.
"Found it"
"Ok, just start loosening it" Ron said.
Under him he heard Kim start undoing the plug when suddenly he remembered something.
"Kim! Make sure you have a Pan with you!"
"A pan? Why would I need a-Gah!"
Ron winced as he heard Kim's response, suddenly he began to worry about his own well being.
"Hah, nice look Kimmie. Although I don't think that's moisturizing oil" Shego laughed from under the car.
"Whoa! Red, nice new look for you, seriously"
"Roooonn!" Kim cried out as she slid out from Under Christine.
Ron hesitated to look down at her, her entire face, hair and chest were covered in black oil, only her Green eyes glared at him.
"You, ah would need a pan to….ah….catch the…..um…oil" Ron finished his sentence, putting on his usual goofy grin, hoping it would save him.
Kim's brow narrowed, then she slid back under the Car with the pan to catch the remaining oil.
Ron grabbed a towel from behind him and handed it down to her, she snatched it from his hands.
"Sorry KP" Ron muttered, he knew that when she was done down there he was in for a world of hurt.
The draining of the transmission fluid went along the same way, only this time Kim was prepared for the fluid and not as much splashed onto her.
"All drained down here Ron" Kim said as she got out from under Christine, using the towel to wipe off some more oil on her face.
"Well Kim, black definitely is your color" Christine joked upon seeing Kim's hair which was slick with motor oil.
Kim growled.
Ron, trying not to aggravate either of them started pouring in the new oil and Trans fluids.
"Well, that's the last case of oil, we are all done" Ron said as he chucked a empty jug of motor oil onto the floor.
Ron then turned back to look at Kim, her hair still has smears of oil in it, as did her face, but she was able to get most of the oil off of her.
"You are filthy Kim" Ron said, with a half grin.
Kim glared at him, her hands were covered in oil.
She slowly walked over to him and promptly smeared her oily hand across Ron's face.
"Now you are filthy" Kim said with a smile.
Ron wiped the oil off of his eyes, a wicked grin spread across his face.
The smile disappeared from Kim's face
"No, Ron, no! Don't you even think about it!" Kim said as she started backing away.
But Ron had other ideas, he lunged at Kim, smearing his oily hands all over her face and bare midriff.
"Ahh! Ron stop! That tickles!"
Both teens collapsed to the floor with laughter, acting much younger than they were, smearing each other with their grimy oily hands.
Soon the smearing of oil evolved into passionate kissing, all while on the floor of the lair, right in front of Christine who started to grow increasingly jealous.
"Kimmie? What is going on?" Shego asked as she crawled out from Christine.
She saw the two teens smacking lips, still covered in oil on the floor.
Shego then got a wickedly evil idea.
She headed over to the hose that was conveniently placed in the lair.
Kim and Ron were still kissing on the floor, ignoring the world around them when they were hit with a blast of Icy Cold Water.
"AHHH!" Both of them screamed.
The water kept on them, forcing them off of each other.
"S-stopp, w-were freezing!" Kim called out.
The water subsided, revealing Shego with a rather evil grin on her face.
"Play times over princess. No more rough housing with Stoppable" Shego said looking at the two now freezing teens.
"That was mean Shego" Ron said, shivering.
"Yeah, I know. But it was So much fun!" She said.
Slowly Kim and Ron got up to their feet.
"Now, let's get this hood on and get her off of these jack stands." Shego said as she grabbed a side of the hood.
In no time Christine was back on the ground, resting on her new tires, looking like she just rolled off the assembly line in 1957.
"Now, let's get some sleep. You two are going back to Middleton in the morning right?" Shego asked.
"That's the plan" Kim said pulling a strand of wet hair out of her eye.
Kim and Ron made their way up to their room, taking turns to use the one bathroom and get ready for bed.
Kim sat in her pajamas on the edge of the bed, Ron had just come out of the bathroom and saw the expression on Kim's face. Something was on her mind.
"Ok KP, what's bugging you?" Ron asked as he sat down beside her.
"I'm still worried about you and Christine" Kim said, her eyes filled with worry.
"Kim, we've been over this. I am not going to fall in love with a car, ever, especially when I have you" Ron said putting his arm around her.
"I know that Ron, but I just can't bring myself to believe it" Kim sighed.
Ron knew this was bugging her, especially with the way Christine has been treating her the past few days, and he needed to prove to her that there was no way he would leave her.
"Kim, maybe to clarify my standing on this I should tell you why I'd never go for Christine"
Kim looked to him, hoping it was good.
"If I was with Christine, what would we be able to do?" Ron asked
Kim looked puzzled, but she began to think of all the things Ron would do with Christine.
"Drive her, and wash her. After that what else is there?" Ron said.
Kim became surprised.
"I can't kiss her, well I could but it would be one sided and way to weird, I can't snuggle with her, I can't do a lot of the things I enjoy doing with you if I was with her."
"Wait what about movies?" Kim asked.
"Kim, I don't even think there is a drive in anywhere around us, and even if there was it wouldn't be the same."
"Of course there a few things I could do with Christine that I can't do with you" Ron said.
Kim narrowed her eyes at him.
"I could drive Christine, and since you aren't a car I can't drive you"
Kim nodded along.
"And I could wash Christine, which I believe your dad wouldn't be to happy to have me washing you" Ron finished, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
Kim turned away and began to blush a deep shade of red.
"You see Kim, that's Christine 2, you 98. I would be a fool to not stick with you" Ron said as he took her hand in his, giving it a gentle kiss.
Kim threw her arms around Ron, giving him one of the best hugs yet.
"Thank you Ron, I should never, worry about you falling for a Car, ever" Kim whispered into Ron's ear.
"No Big Kim, now let's get some sleep" Ron said.
Kim gave Ron a good night kiss and headed for her bed.
"Goodnight Ron, love you"
"Goodnight Kim, love you too"
Little holiday bonus for you all, the battle of the evil cars is nearing and the gloves, err, fenders, will fly.
The confrontation to end all confrontations, next chapter
Read and Review, and Happy Holidays to all!