Ok, we have roughly 3 or so chapters left in this story before it comes to an end. Don't worry though, there will be a sequel to this one, however it won't be as close to the same lines as this one (not a lot of death planned for that one, mainly because I killed everyone)

I'll reveal more about it when I finish this one.

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Chapter 12

Unwanted Visitors

Wade tried frantically on his computers, trying to bring up some system he could use against the Car that now sat in his house. All attempts had brought nothing, but he kept trying till he heard the audible message play through all of his speakers.

"We're sorry, but the programs you are trying to access have been taken over by a demon possessed car that currently resides in your living room. Please, try to run so I can have some fun before I kill you. Thank you for choosing Trinity operating systems, killing you since……now"

"Dammit!" Wade cried as he slammed his fists against the keyboard. All he heard was chuckling from downstairs.

"Obviously you're not as smart as everyone says you are. Of course I have control of all of your defense systems; I'm not going to blindly charge in like the Light Brigade Wade, I plan ahead"

Wade slowly made his way to his open door, dust was still in the are from the Car's entrance into his house, but he could see down the stairs and looked into the ominous headlights of the Car.

"Ah, there's the kid of the hour now. Welcome Wade, didn't want to start thinking I was talking to myself now."

"That would be a travesty" He lobbed, crossing his arms. Even in defying odds, he was going to remain defiant till the very end.

"You kids with your Sass! It vexes me so……Why does that sound familiar?"

An awkward silence fell upon the house, yet neither were sure of why.

"Just get on with it already!" A voice called from outside the house. Wade knew that voice all to well.

"Christine" He muttered.

"Correct Wade, you figured it out. You are only the second person to know of the switch in sides, and unfortunately for you, you'll be joining the other person very shortly."

"Just get on with it already; you sound like a villain going off into his rant"

Wade was almost positive he heard the Car growl at him.

"Very well Mr. Load, but it won't be me who'll be doing you in. CHRISTINE! You're on!"

Screeching tires were heard outside, combined with the sound of a screaming engine. It didn't take long for Christine to appear through the gapping hole in the house as she speed through, aiming for the stairs.

Wade watched in mute shock as the two ton 50's era car roared into his house and proceeded to climb the stairs in front of him. Her four headlights dug into Wades core as she proceeded ripping the banister off the steps as she closed in. She reached the top of the stairs when her forward advance was halted, she lost most of her built up momentum climbing the stairs and destroying part of the wall and banister. She just sat there at the top of the steps with her back tires spinning, trying for traction but only succeeding in blanketing the house with the smell of burnt rubber and white tire smoke that eventually blinded everyone.

Wade used this chance to retreat back into his room; he cast a nervous glance towards the stairs, seeing the haunting image of Christine's four headlights cutting through the smoke. He slammed the door behind him and locked it.

Christine gave up her attempt and rolled back down the stairs, resting next to Trinity.

"Why the hell didn't you just go up there and get him?"

"I don't do stairs, bad experience" Trinity shuddered as he remembered being precariously perched on the Possible's steps.

"What ever, just give me a boost ok?"

"Fine by me"

Trinity moved in behind Christine, the two tapped bumpers as they got ready,

"Hey! Not on a first date!"

"Oh please, we're Cars for Christ sake"

"I can have some fun too you know"

Trinity grumbled. "Ready?"

"Lets go"

Trinity applied full throttle as he and Christine both rushed up the stairs, the added power of Trinity thrust Christine evenly upon the second floor. However the second floor of houses were never really designed to have cars in them, because of this Christine's left front fenders tore through a good part of the wall, gouging and weakening it severely. Trinity however was precariously stuck on the steps again, only this time he was teetering like a seesaw on the top step.

Christine adjusted her mirror to see Trinity just bobbing there and started to laugh.

"Got yourself stuck?"

"No, I'm having fun. Of course I'm stuck; this is why I don't do stairs"

"Oh hang tight, I'll deal with Wade, then we can get out of here"

Christine tried to maneuver around the bend in the hallway, but being a two-ton car made a ninety degree angle really hard to navigate, but she managed it in a 27 point turn. She also destroyed most of the walls and rooms around her, causing very audible groans coming from the house.

Finally she was facing Wade's door, she applied full throttle and smashed through the door which shattered upon impact. Now she was face to face with Wade.

"Goodbye Wade"

Just as she started accelerating the groans from the house grew louder, seconds before the whole roof came crashing down.

Kim and Ron were rushing over to Wade's house in the police cruiser General Simms allowed them to take home since Christine was after the Car, Kim was in the driver's seat and Ron and Rufus were holding on for dear life.

Wades last transmission to them didn't sit well, especially since it was cut off. All they were able to here was "It's Christine, she's…" before the link was severed. She tried contacting him again but she got nothing, she even tried using a landline but that also resulted in nothing, not even a dial-tone.

Kim didn't like it, something seriously bad was happening to Wade, and when Simms contacted them saying that the Car and Christine were spotted near Wades house that was all Kim needed.

She drug Ron out to the cruiser and practically threw him and Rufus into the passenger seat. She ignored all the rules of the road as she sped towards Wades house, the speedometer never once dropped below 90mph. Ron was surprisingly silent for the whole trip, though Kim equated it to blind terror from her high speed escapade.

They arrived at Wade's house shortly, or more precisely what remained of it. The two of them stared slack-jawed at the remains of Wade's house which had collapsed into a pile of broken wood and shingles.

EMT crews were already on the scene as were General Simms and his squad of self proclaimed 'exorcist' marines. She slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a jarring stop. Kim practically flew from the car towards the debris when she ran into General Simms.

"Kim, Kim….calm down……its ok"

"No, no it's not ok! WADE! WAADDEE!"

Simms held her back; there was nothing more he could do. Soon Ron was walking up to him, looking paler than usual.

Simms allowed Ron to take his place as Kim fell to the ground, heaving with sobs.

He just watched the two of them, surprised that Ron would end up being the comforter in something like this. It wasn't usually like the boy to be brave and responsible, but from the past few weeks of this whole incident he really came into his own, willing to do anything for the one he cared about. Kim.

Why, why do things have to be like this?

Simms turned back towards the rubble of the Load residences, watching the EMT crews wander amongst the wreckage for survivors.

"HEY! WE GOT A LIVE ONE!"

The General's gaze went over to the three EMT officers near the back of the rubble; one of them was frantically waving for the others while the other two were kneeling down against the rubble.

The cry also brought the attention of Kim and Ron, who immediately started towards the group.

The workers already had a stretcher with them as they started clearing debris off of the victim, who at this point still remained obscured.

The two of them immediately started prying off everything they could for the EMT personnel when they soon realized who it was that was buried under there.

It was Wade.

Kim fought back the tears, saying he needs her to be focused on saving him instead of bawling up like a baby. Wade was unconscious and battered, just by the way he was positioned indicated that he had severe broken bones and could possibly be suffering from a collapsed lung.

He was quickly loaded onto the stretcher as one of the workers began hand pumping him oxygen while they rushed to the ambulance.

"Is he going to make it?" Kim managed to choke out as they started loading him into the back of the ambulance.

"Hard to say, it's a miracle he lived through that." One of them said before unceremoniously shutting the back door in Kim's face before they drove off down the road.

Kim stood there momentarily; watching her friend be whisked away till the ambulance was out of viewing range.

"KP?"

She turned back to see a worried Ron standing behind her, an equally worried Rufus standing on his shoulder.

Just before she was going to say something General Simms came up to them.

"I know it's hard, but you're going to have to go home and rest, my boys can handle this"

Silently they nodded; Ron went over to Kim's side as they walked hand in hand back to their patrol car. General Simms stood and watched the two get in their car and drive off,

When will this end?

The ride back to Ron's house was quiet, and very slow, at least in Kim's eyes. Ron was driving now; he deliberately led Kim to the passenger side of the car before she really realized it. Now Kim was stuck, not being able to do anything, not having any control.

And she hated it.

Not so much that she wasn't driving, but because of what they're involved in. Both her and Ron had lost so many friends in the past weeks, friends that were innocent, that were genuinely good. And in a flash they were all gone, cut down by the Chrome bumpers of a demon possessing a sinister looking black two door sedan. Damn him…

Kim clenched her fists; she had lost almost everything because of it, because of him. Trinity is what it called itself, right hand of the devil. He took her friends, it took her colleagues, it tried to take both her and Ron out, and he might have even taken Wade out now.

Her memories went back to the week she and Ron spent in Drakken's lair fixing up Christine.

Christine…of Course!

It made sense now; Christine hasn't been seen all day, and why? Because she was making a deal with him! All the pieces fit! That's what Wade was trying to warn them about.

Christine was never on our side, all she wanted was Ron, MY RON! She probably made a deal so that she would be with Ron and I'd be out of the picture permanently!

That no good rotten bi-

"Kim?"

Ron's voice snapped her from her thoughts; she looked around noticing that the car was in the garage, and that Ron was in the doorway in front of her.

She shook her head, clearing the previous thoughts as she climbed out of the car.

"Ron, I think I figured out what Wade was trying to warn us about…"

"You mean that Christine is now working with the Car and now trying to kill us?"

Her jaw hung open in mute shock.

"How….how did you know?"

"Because we got a message" Ron held the kimmunicator up, the message light was blinking.

Ron pressed the button again and played the message

"Hello Kim Possible, and your Sidekick Ron Stoppable, no doubt that at least one of you were able to figure out what your dearest Wade was trying to tell you. That is, before we so rudely ended his life. Now I am here to make you a proposition, similar to the one I made with your 'partner' Christine here. If you both would give yourselves up to us then we will spare the rest of your pathetic little town and return to hell, with you as our prisoners. I'm even in such a nice mood that I'll let you set up the time and place; call it your last hurrah. You have 12 hours to get back to me, to do that just act like you're calling Wade. It won't be him answering, naturally but me. 12 hours Kim Possible, till you meet your end"

Kim gave Ron a grim look with the ending of the message, Ron shared the grim look.

"It's come down to this then…" She sighed as she went inside and flopped down on the couch.

"An ultimatum, great" Ron grumbled. Rufus scampered down and headed towards the kitchen for some food.

Kim started rubbing the front of her forehead, trying to think of something for them to do, something for them to plan, there had to be something they could do that would give them an edge.

But an edge on what? They still don't know how to destroy the Car, and with Christine now on his side they really didn't stand a chance.

Ron nuzzled up next to Kim on the couch; he had a remote in his hand.

"Ron, what are you doing?"

"Kim, I don't know about you but I tend to think better when I'm watching TV, so I am going to think"

With that he turned on the TV and began flipping through the channels, Kim reluctantly started to watch with him.

She wasn't keeping track of what he was watching; she just wanted to enjoy spending the time she had with him, knowing that it could be their last. They watched as an advertisement came on:

"This Sunday on ESPN 4! The Demolition Derby Championship Live in the San Diego Scrap yard! See all your favorite drivers and cars, Slug it out to become the champion of destruction! This Sunday and 8eastern, 7pacific. Only on ESPN 4!"

An idea came to Kim, causing her to automatically sit up, scaring Ron in the process.

"Ron, that's it!"

"Um, what's it KP?"

"A scrap yard! We meet them in a scrap yard and we destroy them!"

Ron raised an eyebrow, still shocked at Kim's sudden moment of clarity. He had to agree that it made some sense.

"We lure them into a scrap yard and use one of those shredder machines to destroy them! That's a really good idea Kim."

"Thanks Ron, but there is one problem"

Ron felt his heart sink.

"Problem?"

"We'd need someone to operate one of those magnetic cranes that are used to pick up the scrap, that way we can be down and not raise their suspicion."

Kim put her hand on her chin as she started thinking. Ron rested his head on his hands as he tried to think of who would volunteer to be put in that situation.

A 'Burp' was heard coming from the kitchen, causing both of them to turn quizzically towards the noise. There on the kitchen table was Rufus with a freshly eaten stack of Swiss cheese.

"Hm, Sorry" Rufus said.

"Kim, that's it!"

"What's it?"

"Rufus!"

"Rufus?"

"Huh?" Rufus squeaked from the kitchen.

"Kim don't you see? Rufus always watches our backs; he's perfect for the job!"

"He is?"

"I am?"

"Sure! When has the little guy ever let us down?"

Kim was drawing a blank on that front, maybe Ron is on to something

"I'm down with that, what about you Rufus?"

Rufus nodded in agreement.

"Ok, that's one part down. Now all we need is a local scrap yard where we could plan our trap."

"That's not a problem Kim, we just ask the General for some reconnaissance. I'm positive that he could locate us a place."

"Spankin' Ron, but you better use a land line. I don't feel comfortable knowing that the Car can tap into the kimmunicator like he can."

"No prob, KP." He went over to the kitchen phone and began to dial before he called back to Kim.

"Kim! What's General Simms phone number?"

She rolled her eyes, leave it to Ron to call someone without the number. "Check the directory in the kimmunicator! It should be under S"

"Got it, thanks Kim!"

She leaned back into the plush couch; Rufus scampered up onto the coffee table in front of her.

"You think we'll be able to pull this off Rufus?"

Rufus just nodded in agreement, a confident smile on his face. Kim couldn't help but smile.

Ron called back from the kitchen with his announcement.

"Simms says he's on it, He'll let us know as soon as he finds a place. How long do we have till our time is up?"

"I think something like ten hours or so. Why?"

"Figure we wait until we find the spot and scope it out before we actually call him with our answer, what do you think Kim?"

"You never cease to amaze me Ron"

Ron wrapped up his call and joined Kim on the couch; now that they had a fighting chance at taking them out they'd take a much deserved rest.

Ten Hours till the deadline, and they could see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Well, that somehow was harder to write than I imagined. Don't know how that's possible but apparently it is.

So now as I wrap this up, expect another 3 chapters definitely. Maybe a fourth for a conclusion and an intro to the final chapter in the series.