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Broken
"You choose this pretty boy...over me?" Ron asked.
Kim sighed, clearly he wasn't going to be reasonable about this. She had had enough of this, it was prom! Was it too much to ask for one night without any weirdness!? Couldn't he understand that!? Looking at Ron, she felt a 'No' was obvious.
"Would you stop being such a loser and so I can enjoy prom!?" She snapped.
Ron stood up straight and looked his once best friend dead in the eyes. His happy and innocent brown eyes were now anything but! He turned and without so much as a backwards look, made his way out of the gym. His trusty mole-rat companion followed behind. Though Rufus did stop and turn to look at the red head. He opened his mouth and bared his large incisors, giving a fierce hiss that reminded all that, while friendly, he was still an animal.
The doors shut behind the two.
The gym was silent even after the blond had departed, the tension in the air was too much for anyone. All eyes were on Kim and Eric. The occupants began mumbling among themselves with the couple being the obvious topic.
Kim began to shrink under the accusing stares she was getting from her peers. Eric placed a comforting hand on her shoulder as he stepped to her side.
"Now come on, you all aren't going to let that spoil prom, are you?" Eric asked the crowd. "This how you all want to remember such a big night?"
Slowly, people began to move back to their dates.
"You handled that well." Kim stated, relieved that the tension was gone.
"Hey, it's my mission to make sure that you have the best night of your life." He stated.
Kim smiled at her date, he was so sweet.
"How'd I get so lucky to get you?" Kim asked.
"Let's just say I was designed just for you." He chuckled.
Felix and Zita gave Kim a look of disapproval before moving away towards a more...less Kim area.
"Girl, that was cold." Monique stated disapprovingly.
"He'll be fine." Kim stated with a wave of her hand. "I'll buy him some Bueno Nacho and we'll be as right as rain."
"He's your friend." Monique stated.
"Hey, a friend would want kim to be happy." Eric stated with a smile as he turned to his date. "You are happy, aren't you."
Kim smiled at the boy. "Yes."
Dejectedly, Ron left the school with his head hung low. He had never been so...hurt. He was used to put downs and insults, but he just let that wash over him. But from Kim, from someone he cared about, it hurt.
"Hey, Ron!" A voice called. "Wait up!"
Ron turned, expecting to see his best friend. And he wasn't disappointed, but it wasn't the best friend he was hoping for. Though not unwelcomed. It was Felix, Ron's wheelchair bound chair. His girlfriend, Zita. Monique and Tara as well, and to the sidekick's shock, Bonnie.
"Guys and girls, what're you doing here?" Ron asked.
"We believe you." Felix stated. "And we want to help."
"You do?" Ron asked happily. "All of you?"
"Tara believes you, and I...know you and Kim get into some weird stuff. And..." Bonnie struggled for the proper words. Eventually, she sighed an looked him in the eyes. "Look, I know we don't get along, but even I think that was harsh. I believe in sticking by friends."
Ron smiled at that. Bonnie had come for her friend, even if it could have affected her spot on the food chain.
"So what's the plan?"
Plan, he didn't have a plan. He had always left those to Kim...but he couldn't do that now, could he. No, he'd have to take point for this, and he knew exactly where to start.
"I want you all to stay here." Ron stated.
"What!?" They demanded.
"You five are the only ones who are expecting the Sitch." Ron explained, trying to calm them. "Everyone else is going to be caught by surprise. It could get dangerous."
"What you're doing is dangerous!" Zita exclaimed.
"I know, but the Ron man can handle it." He lied. "I do this kind of thing at least once a week, twice if G.J is busy."
It was true. They thought. As much as they hated the idea of Ron going on his own, he was more experienced in this than any of them. They'd just have to trust his judgment and hope for the best. Dejectedly, but still with determination, they marched back into the school. If something was going to happen, they'd be ready.
Ron waited. And waited. He waited for a solid ten minutes before he knew it was for nothing, Kim wasn't going to show. She was too wrapped in her date.
She really did choose him. Ron thought sadly. That sadness quickly turned to anger. She chose him!
Ron could take many things, he has taken many things, but not this. Not betrayal from his best friend, someone he thought was his best friend.
'You don't need her anyway.'
Ron spun around, trying to find the source of the sudden voice.
"Zorpox." Ron whispered nervously.
The mirror image narrowed his eyes at Ron in agitation.
'Zorpox was an amalgamation of the evil in Drakken mixed with your true potential.' The reflections stated. 'I am not that...mutt.'
"Then what are you?" Ron asked.
'Without Drakken's influence, I am your true self.' He answered. 'Your potential'
"My potential?" Ron asked
'It was you chosen to go to Yamanouchi.' The reflection stated. 'You became the their warrior hero, who was destined to retrieve the Lotus Blade, and you did. You fulfilled your prophecy.'
"Yeah, I did didn't I?"
'It was you chosen by Global Justice to study the Ron Factor, much to Kim's jealousy.' The reflection stated with amusement.
"That did happen, didn't it?" Ron thought, highly amused.
'Do you know why the king rides the horse?' His reflection asked. 'It's because the horse has instinct! The king is on top because...wait, hold on. The king's on top because...he has instinct...wait, then the horse doesn't...the person is...instinct. Aw man, I worked through this whole thing in my head, it worked through this whole thing earlier and it made sense.
"Hey, uh-"
'Gimme a second !' The reflection stated. 'The king does not have instinct, the horse is on bottom because...he has instinct?' The reflection seemingly asks more than state to himself. 'Then what does the king have!?'
"...A crown?" Ron offered.
'Yes!' The reflection agreed. 'And the crown is your body! Wait-I'll get back to you on this.'
Ron entered the house and realized that it was dark. And quite. It was too early for anyone to be asleep and to late for both his parents to be at work. They wouldn't leave Hana alone. His mind instantly began going to the worst possible conclusions.
Did Drakken kidnap them after I discovered his plans? Ron panicked. Is he holding them hostage? Are they still alive?
Ron began to search around the house for any clue as to what could have happened to them. He found nothing. The house was in perfect condition, just as he left it. No overturned furniture, no blood, no sign of a struggle what-so-ever.
He ran into the kitchen, thinking that there may be an answer there. There was. He found a not on the fridge, he snatched it in a panic.
Dear Ronald
Your father and I have gone on a business cruise for the next two weeks. We have taken Hana and will bring you a souvenir back. There is food in the fridge and money on the counter. Do not spend it all on Bueno Nacho.
Love, Mom and Dad.
P.S. If you go on a mission, remember to let Kim take charge. Don't try to be a hero.
Ron reread the note four times before he realized what had happened. His parents had gone on another business venture and left him alone. Again. He had nearly had a heart attack for nothing.
With shaking hands, he picked up the house phone and dialed his mother's cell.
"Hello?"
"Mom?"
"Oh, hello Ronald." His mother spoke kindly.
"How come you all didn't tell me you were going on a work cruise?" The teen asked.
"This is our way of telling you." His mother spoke. "We knew you would understand."
"But I-"
"Listen, honey, I have to go." His mother spoke distractedly. "Love you, bye."
"...Love you too."
Ron hung up the phone before going to his room. Moving his bed, there was a loose floor board he had that when removed, revealed a safe. He put in the code, a series of numbers that were important to him for reasons only he new and it opened.
Ron looked at the items that he had hidden from everyone, they were mementos from his time as Zorpox. Items that, while extremely dangerous, were still extremely useful. Blue-prints and formulas that could revolutionize the world for better or worse, depending on who had them.
There was an old Kimmunicator. Ron had held onto it just in case, he never thought he'd actually have to use it.
Ron grabbed his Zorpox jacket and a pair of scissors, no reason to have such a ridiculously high collar. As well as the utility belt that came with an array of gadgets he felt would be useful.
I can't believe I'm doing this. Ron thought.
With a sigh Ron decided to grab the real reason he came here. An emergency pack, but not for him.
"Hello Ronald." Mrs. Ann greeted kindly.
"Hey Mrs. Dr. P." Ron greeted without his usual shine. "I came to warn you all. There's something going on with Drakken, something bigger than usual."
During his little explanation, Ann Possible got a good look at the young man. He seemed so distraught, not in the usual way, such as when he had a test he wasn't prepared for. He looked like a person who had lost a part of themselves and was only holding on by a few strings.
"Ron?" Mrs. Possible spoke nervously. "Where's Kim?"
"She's at prom." Ron answered, much to her relief. "She's safe. How's everyone, the tweebs and Mr. Dr. P?"
"James is still recovering but otherwise we're all fine." Ann answered. She was aware of how he was trying to change the subject. "Are...Are you okay?"
"No." Ron admitted. "Not really. I'm going to stop Drakken and Shego if I can." Ron stated as he handed her the envelop. "If I don't make it, and Drakken some how succeeds, then go here. It's in Japan."
"Ron..."
"Tell them that Stoppable-San sent you." He stated. "They'll protect you and-"
"Ron..."
"Hey, maybe you won't need it." He chuckled. "Maybe I'll get lucky, or someone like Global Justice will show up and save the day."
"Ronald Dean Stoppable!" Ann shouted.
Everything stopped for a moment, Ron stopped and finally focused on the read head. The twins stopped their tinkering and Mr. Possible looked from his book.
"Come inside." Mrs. Possible stated.
"...Yes ma'am."
Ron entered the house and saw the tweebs tinkering with a rocket and James reading a book. It seemed that the family of brainiacs couldn't enjoy one of mans greatest achievements, television.
"Now, tell us what is going on." Ann ordered.
"Drakken has taken over Bueno Nacho and has sent army of toys around the world."
"You mean these?" Jim asked as he held up a Lil' Diablo toy.
"He stills my idea and just gives it away!?" James demanded.
"What exactly makes the Hephaestus project so dangerous?" Ron asked.
"The Hephaestus project was a living metal that could repair itself and even grown." Mr. Possible stated. "It can even-"
The toy began glowing as it expanded until it was two stories tall. One of it's pincer like hands transformed into a flamethrower with a lite flame in front of it. The other, a type of robotic hand.
"...do that." Mr. Stoppable finished answering.
"That would be so cool if it wasn't about to kill me!" Ron shouted.
"Still pretty cool." Jim stated.
"Way cool." Tim stated.
Faster than a thing it's size aught to be, it strikes Ron. He went flying through the Possible's house, threw the wall. The family gave a horrified cry at seeing Ron get hit like that, a person they considered family.
"OW!"
To their shock and amazement, he stood up and climbed out of the whole! A blow like should have killed him, yet he was shaking his head as if he were nothing more than dazed.
"That hurt." He moaned.
The robot raised an arm to strike again, only for Ron to jump to the side.
"Run!" Ron ordered to the Possibles.
Ron continued to duck around the robot, keeping it distracted so that the Possibles could escape. Once they were out of view, he turned to the robot and growled.
Reaching into his belt, he pulled out a small marble like device. It was designed to take a power source and drain whatever was powering it, making it's source of energy useless. Though once it reached a certain level of energy, it would self-destruct and hopefully take out the machine with it.
...3...2...1...Ron counted.
Just as the marble reached the size of a beach ball, it went off. The force of the explosion actually knocked the robot off of it's feet and took out part of its head.
"Booyah!"
"Ron!"
Turning, he saw the Possibles pushing out his scooter out of the garage. Though he could see some modifications, they added rockets! He was impressed at how fast they could get stuff done.
"That won't stop it for long!" James stated. "It'll repair itself!"
Just as he said, the robot stood up and the damage began close up as the repaired itself. The bent and torn metal began closing and merging and even the scorch marks faded away.
"How?"
"You need to shut off the signal at the source!"
With a nod, he jumped onto the upgraded scooter and turned it to face the evil toy turned robot.
"Hey, you tin can!" Ron called out as he circled the machine. "Bet you can't catch me!"
With that, he took off down the road with the evil robot after him. With one hand on the wheel, he reached for the to
"Wade!"
"Hey, Ki-Ron?"
"No time to talk, evil robot after me!" Ron exclaimed. "Trace signal!"
Wade began typing away on his computer like a madman, in a matter of seconds he had it!
"Got it!" Wade stated. "There's a strange signal coming from...Bueno Nacho!"
"Of course it is!" Ron stated, frustrated for not thinking so.
"I can't shut it down from here!" Wade stated. "You need to take out the source of the signal."
Making a sharp turn, Ron began heading towards the place of evil. With the giant robot following him.
"Oh man, not going to make it!" They didn't have enough speed, the Diablo would be on them in only a minute! Ron felt Rufus climb down his leg towards the rocket. "Whatever you're doing buddy, please do it now!"
The sudden boost was just what Ron needed to get out of range of the robot. He could see Bueno Nacho in the distance, or what it had become. Instead of the usual restaurant that he had grown to love, he saw the top had opened to reveal a large beacon.
With careful aim, he managed to throw another of his marble explosive directly onto the antenna. Quicker than with the robot, the marble grew to a large size, once it reached critical, it exploded. The force tore the top of the antenna off.
Ron smiled as the killer robot reverted back to the size of a child's toy. Rufus climbed to see the toy and realized they had won.
"Yay!" Rufus cheered.
"It's not over yet buddy." Ron stated with a frown. "We still need to stop this from happening all around the world. To that, we need to go to the source of evil, Bueno Nacho HQ."
Shego lazed about, reading some trashy magazine that had been sitting around. She was on monitor duty, occasionally glancing at the screen to check for intruders. Imagine her shock when she actually found one. And not the usual teen heroine.
"Well look at what we have here?" Shego stated as she sat up.
There was Kim's side-kick, but no Kim. The buffoon had come all on his own.
Does he honestly think he can win? She wondered in amusement.
She continued to watch him as he encountered the Sumo-ninja. She could never understand why something like that even existed, let alone why Drakken would actually pay for him. Hell, she didn't even know how he found a Sumo-ninja. Sometimes she wondered about the man she worked for.
"I am strong like the mountain! I am swift like the wind!" The Sumo-Ninja declared in an extremely high voice. "I am vengeance!"
The Sumo ninja took a swing at Ron with his large arms. Ron grabbed the arm and, using it like a jungle-gym bar, Ron hoisted himself up. Raising his entire lower half to the sumo-ninja's head level, Ron delivered a kick to the side of his head. The ninja stumbled before collapsing.
Shego had watched the take-down and was...mildly impressed. Quick and effective. If he had been fighting anything less ridiculous than a Sumo-ninja, she might actually feel something like respect for the buffoon. But he wasn't, so she didn't.
"Booyah!" She heared him yell. "The Ron man came to play!"
"Too bad for you I have the highest score of this game." Shego stated.
She had nothing but time and she was bored. Hopefully she could kill a few minutes in apprehending the sidekick. He may be a buffoon, but he was still here to stop them and she was still under contract.
"Oh, a new challenger." Ron grinned as Shego made her entrance. "Good, then maybe you won't give me a flawless victory."
"I plan on ending this with a fatality." Shego added as she cracker her hands.
There was a moment of silence as the two eyed each other. Ron, calm and collected. Shego, smug and sure of herself.
"Just challenge me to Mortal Kombat already!" They shouted as one.
Now Shego was getting annoyed, this was bordering childish now.
"So the buffoon really did step up his game." Shego applauded as she clapped. "Pathetic."
"Well Kermit, I hope you're ready for your beating." Ron stated as he took his stance.
Shego glared at the blond teen for the remark. Then she smirked, she could play the game as well.
"What's wrong buffoon?" Shego asked with false care. "Upset that Princess is at the ball with Prince Charming instead of the frog prince?"
Ron blinked at the question.
"How did you know about-"
"Princess being at prom, we've been keeping tabs on her." Shego smirked with a shrug. "Pretty easy when you've got a man on the inside, or should I say Syntho-drone?"
It finally dawned on Ron what she was saying. They were the ones that had separated Ron and Kim, it was all because of them.
"Eric." He whispered.
It was all a trap, he realized in horror, from the very beginning. His horror turned into anger. It was their fault. It was their fault that this was happening, that his best friend had abandoned him. That they had caused the rift between Kim and Ron. All them, because of their selfish desires.
That anger turned into hate.
'Weren't you listening King?' The reflection spoke in his head. 'I said if you waver, your body would be mine!'
You never said that! Ron stated.
'It was heavily implied!'
"That's right buffoon." Shego smirked. "H-"
"Ron." He spoke calmly.
"What?"
"My name is Ronald Stoppable." Ron greeted politely. "It's a pleasure to meet you." He held out his hand for her to shake.
"You think politeness will save you?" Shego asked with a smirk. "It's like a prisoner tipping his executioner in hopes of a clean cut." She stated before giving a chuckle at her own dark joke.
Ron just stood there with a small, amused smile. He never dropped his hand, he just held it there expectantly.
Shego raised her hand to punch the former side-kick in the face. Ronald simply leaned back to avoid the punch and grabbed the extended appendage. With relative ease, he flipped the woman over his shoulder and slammed her into the ground with tremendous force. While she laid there stunned, he twisted her arm at a painful angle. Raising his foot, he brought it down. Hard. It hit the ground and cracked it under the force. Had he hit Shego with that, her head would have been caved in.
Ron simply lowered himself to grab her hand, he gave it a polite shake.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." He restated.
While she laid there in silence, he stood and began walking to were he assumed Drakken was.
D-Did I just get taken down by the side-kick? She asked herself in disbelief, which quickly turned to anger. Did I get taken down by the buffoon!?
Shego placed her two glowing hands together, gathering the green plasma into a concentrated ball. It began to grow in her palm from the size of a baseball to the size of a basketball. Once it was the size of a beach ball, she threw it at the side-kick. Ron looked at the approaching ball of plasma and smiled. The ball of green plasma exploded on contact with Ron, erupting in a powerful display of force. Shego looked at the smokey wall in pride, she was still the best. Her smile fell once she heard a cold laughter fill the halls. There stood Ron, unharmed and highly amused.
"Remember this little toy?" Ron asked as he flashed his belt. It was the same device he had used as Zorpox to cancel out her powers. He smirked when he saw her pale, frightened face. "What, you didn't think I'd actually throw something this useful away, did you?" Ron asked with a raised eyebrow.
The green villainess was taken back for a moment before she remembered who she was fighting. He's just the buffoon. She reminded herself. He just kept a useful gadget, nothing else. She tried to reassure herself. Shego took a confident fighting stance.
"I don't need my powers to fight you!" She declared.
"No." Ron stated as he got into his own stance. "But you're going to need to them to win."
His stance is pretty solid...and oddly familiar. Shego thought.
Shego lunged with a right hook, intending to knock Ron out and end the fight. The blond ducked and grabbed the extended arm and gave it backwards yank with a painful twist. The sudden action through the villainess off and caused her to stumble. Ron used this to his advantage. With a strong tug, he pulled her close and planted his knee into her stomach.
"What're you doing!?" Shego demanded as she pulled herself from his grip.
"It's called fighting dirty!" Ron chuckled as he to rushed her.
This time Shego was ready. Ron delivered a punch that Shego blocked with her arms, shocking the woman with the force behind it. She stumbled back and with her guard broken, Ron delivered another punch. This one knocked the villainess to the ground.
Since when was he this fast, or strong!? She wondered as she stood.
Ron went back into his stance with a wide smile. Though it was anything but happy, it was just...there. It made her shiver.
"Is that it?" Ron asked, sincerely disappointed. "I expected better from the great Shego."
Shego glared before she smirked and held up her hand. In her hand was the centerpiece of the belt he was wearing. She had managed to tear it from him in the middle of the scuffle. With a squeeze, she crushed the device in her hand.
Shego ignited her plasma fists, it was time to take the fight seriously.
Shego charged Ron with her glowing fist cocked. He took a half-step backwards and using her left hand, she pushed Shego's fist to the side and ignored the burn. Using his right, he delivered a blow to the green woman's stomach. Doubled over, Shego grabbed her stomach before glaring at him. Angrily, Shego gave a wide punch at Ron which was blocked, so was the second. Ron, seeing an opening, punched Shego in the face. He didn't stop there, he gave Shego another punch causing her to wobble. While she was dazed, he bent her over right into his knee, breaking her nose.
"Now normally this would be a great time for an epic, if not drawn out, kung-fu fight, but I have a schedule." Ron stated.
With everything he had, he gave a powerful kick to the green villainess' knee. He felt a sweet sensation as he felt Shego's bone snap and break. The villain let out a howl of pain that was like music to his ears.
With a back hand, he sent Shego flying several feet.
"Learned your lesson yet, sidekick?" Ron asked.
Hearing those words caused her to forget about her pain as ice filled her veins.
"You aren't Zorpox!" Shego declared, more to herself than him.
She stated that, but it would explain everything! A madman who cared for nothing but his own goals, willing to sacrifice any and everything.
"Aren't I?" He challenged as he continued getting closer. "You know what the Attitudinator really did to me?" He asked with a knowing smile. "It removed my inhibitions, it gave me an excuse. A way to justify my actions! But I don't need to now, why should I justify what I do to you? You're the bad guy trying to control the world, putting peoples lives in danger." He gave another laugh. "It's practically my civic duty to stop you!"
Shego paled at the implication. The attitudinator did only affect one's personality, it had nothing to do with their skill or abilities, just their mindset. Drakken still had his brain abilities while good, he was just too reluctant to use them against someone. While the buffoon...became Zorpox.
She stared at him, his eyes were cold...blue? His usual brown eyes were glowing blue!
What is this!? She wondered in fear. What is he!?
The answer to that was as simple as it was grim, he was done. A man who was willing to do what needed to be done. He had just proved that with his last move, he was willing to cripple her to save time. If he's willing to do that much, then...
He...he'll kill me. She realized.
Shego gave a shout, and faster than the blond expected, she clawed at Ron's stomach. He gave no noise as her claw-like nails tore into him and burned him with the plasma. Separating, Shego saw her handy work. Four large and painful looking gashes trailed across Ron's abdomen.
Ron didn't spare the wound a glance before he took a step forward. Before he got a second step, Shego fired off a few plasma blasts. He didn't so much as flinch as it passed by his head, singing some hair but otherwise leaving him unharmed.
He doesn't care! Shego realized. He doesn't care what happens to him at all! Hands, legs, they were all expendable pieces to him. The thought actually scared her. She could break his bones and he'd still keep coming. Like a man possessed.
The only way to stop him was to kill him.
And she couldn't.
He had already beaten her and it would be awhile before she was in peak condition again. She'd have to heal if she wanted to fight him. If she lived that long. Either way, by then he would already have prepared for her with more tools designed to neutralize, if not outright kill, her.
Kim had just finished another dance with Eric when she felt a tapping on her shoulder.
"Uh, I think you should see this."
With a huff, she walked to the exit looked around. What she saw made her jaw drop. All around, giant Dioble toys were walking the streets or flying through the air.
"Stoppable was right!"
"The Diablo's are evil!"
"Ron!" Kim gasped. She had to find him, they had to stop whatever Drakken was up to.
She turned to leave when a strong pair of arms latched onto her. Looking up, she saw her date smiling at her.
"Eric, what are you doing!?" Kim struggled. "Let me go!"
"Actually, I'm designated as Syntho-drone 901." He spoke as his cloths morphed into the signature Syntho design.
Kim only had a second to register what her date had said before he was snatched from her. He was raised high into the sky by Felix's chair's tentacle. Pressing a button, he slammed the drone into the ground, pinning him there.
"Ron always knew you were weird!" Felix shouted.
The Syntho-drone grabbed one of the tentacle arms and in a show of great exertion, pulled. He managed to spin the entire wheelchair, Felix included, around the room forcing people to step back or get hit.
Unfortunately, the momentum caused Felix to fly from his chair since he hadn't been strapped in. Fortunately, Zita and Monique managed to catch him.
Monique and Tara made to rush him, but the drone continued spinning the chair keeping them at bay.
After forcing the teens back, he released the tentacle. The chair flew off in a random direction, forcing the teens to duck before it crashed. They all looked in shock to see it embedded into the wall. They knew he wasn't human, but that amount of strength was out of their league.
Kim growled in anger before lunging at the drone. Eric spun to the side and latched onto the teen hero, electricity traveled from him to her causing her to scream before she fainted.
With the teen hero defeated so quickly, Eric the Syntho-drone had taken the school hostage.
"Now, let's watch some tv." He spoke.
Drakken looked at the cameras which in a few seconds would broadcast him worldwide onto every network in the world. He was so excited. He really hoped that all of his enemies were seeing this, Dementor, Duff Killigan, and especially Kim Possible.
"Greetings world, it is I, your new Master." The mad scientist stated with glee. "Dr. Drakken! Today I-"
Whatever he had planned to say was interrupted by his
"Doc! Doc!" Shego shouted as she limped into the control room. "We gotta go! Now!"
"Not now Shego!" Drakkn stated, never taking his eyes off of the cameras. "I'm announcing my domination of the world. To the world!"
"There won't be anything left of you to dominate the world if we don't book it!" Shego shouted.
"What are you-Shego!?" Drakken turned to see his frantic partner.
"He's back, we gotta go now!" She stated desperately.
"Who's back!?" Drakken asked as he paled.
Whoever could bring Shego to this degree was someone he didn't want to mess with. None of his rivals had the skill and the teen hero wasn't ruthless enough.
"Zorpox!" Shego shouted.
Drakken paled at the mention of the mad genius. In mere hours he had manged to do what Drakken couldn't and came much further. It was only by luck that they managed to defeat him in the first place! Luck, and his unhealthy obsession with Mexican food.
That he purchased...through illegal means...in his home town...uh-oh.
"Hello Dr. D!" Ron greeted cheerily.
"Stay back!" Shego shouted as she ignited her hands.
Drakken pulled out a laser gun and, with a trembling hand, he aimed it at the buffoon.
"Thanks for leading me here sidekick." Ron chuckled, making the green villain flinch. He then turned his attention to the nervous evil genius. "Drop the gun doc." Ron ordered.
"N-No, I won't let you foil me this time...uh, buffoon!" Drakken stated.
Ron looked at the man and the weapon in his hand. It may look like a toy, but it was more deadly than a gun by a wide margin.
"Hey, doc, I know what you're thinking." Ron spoke in a friendly manner, making it all the more ominous. "Something like, 'He's hurt, and he's so far away from me. And I got this laser with plenty of juice to it, am I right?" Ron asked but didn't wait for a response. "Well the question is, 'can I do it before he gets me'? I mean this distance isn't much for someone in our line of work, now is it?"
As Ron spoke, he began taking slow but deliberate steps towards the two, never taking his eyes off of Drakken.
Faster than anyone could have believed, Ron rushed forward and grabbed the mad genius' weapon. Out of fear, Drakken squeezed the trigger, causing the weapon to fire at the blond. It grazed his shoulder, but he didn't flinch as he removed the weapons from Drakken's hand.
With his free hand, he grabbed the blue man by the throat and raised him high. The man thrashed against Ron's grip, but it was pointless, the blond had him tight and wasn't letting go.
"Now, how about you turn off the Diablo machines and we call it a night?" Ron asked.
"N-Never!" Drakken struggled out. "Shego!"
Shego flinched at the implication. She could try and help Drakken, though she new it would be a fools attempt and may cost her her life. Or she could side with Zorpox, throwing away her pride and hoping that she could make it out of this.
"Time to pick a side." Ron stated.
"S-Shego?" Drakken called, this time uncertain.
N-No, I'm Shego! She mentally declared. I'm not some scared schoolgirl, I'm the baddest of the bad!
With a roar in her throat, Shego lunged at the buffoon. Her hands blazed as a physical manifestation of her rage.
Ron shoved Drakken away and ducked under the plasma ball Shego had launched. As she tossed the second at him he lunged forward, just barely missing the attack and getting in her guard. Shego flinched at having him so close, she was unprepared for him grabbing her by the neck and raising her high.
"Tell me something Shego." Ron began emotionlessly. "You're a mercenary and Drakken is your contractor, I understand that. But why would you stay after all the humiliating failures? Why did you come to warn him I was here? Why did you attack, knowing you would lose?"
Even if she could answer, with the pressure he was adding to her neck, she honestly didn't know what she'd say. Just as he pointed out, she was a hired-gun, why was she doing all this?
"I guess it doesn't matter anyway."
Without a care, Ron through her into Drakken, knocking them both over.
Ron pulled out a USB drive and placed it inside of the largest computer. The screen went completely black before it came back on line with a large image taking up fifty percent of the screen. It was seemed to be a loading bar, with a word forming as progress went on.
B
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Upload complete
"A neat little device I made in my bad boy days." Ron stated. "It's my own little virus, only a little more literal. I made it so that it corrupts everything, but instead of destroying all of the data, it restores them to prime condition with one little add-on. A simple code that places everything in my command."
Drakken paled at the info. "You mean-"
"That's right, I now have an army all over the world." Ron stated proudly. "They never tire, they never surrender, and they constantly repair themselves."
Drakken took all of this in and couldn't believe it.
"But this was..this was my army!" Drakken shouted. "My plan! I was finally going to win! I planned everything perfectly!"
"Except for the Ron-factor." Ron stated with a shrug. "Don't feel too bad, even Global Justice are stumped by it."
"But I-"
"You lost Drakken, accept it-No, be proud!" Ron exclaimed. "You finally beat Kim Possible. You came closer to conquering the world than anyone else has before! Not Dementor, not Monkey Fist, not even Zorpox has done this."
With no weapon and no Shego, Drakken could only lower his head in defeat.
"You...win."
"Say my name." Ron ordered with cold eyes. "Say it!"
Drakken began to panic at the order, he honestly couldn't remember the side-kicks name. And after the display he'd seen, he was afraid to upset him any further. He began to desperately rack him mind for a name, anything that wasn't buffoon or sidekick.
"Uh, well um...Stoppable!"
Ron looked down at the mad scientist in triumph.
"Booyah."
"I wouldn't booyah just yet buffoon." A cold voice spoke.
Ron, Shego and Drakken looked towards the source of the voice, a monitor. On it was Eric, the synthodrone.
"Hello Synotho-Eric." Ron greeted.
"Release Drakken and I will spare them, if not." He left the threat to hang in the air.
Ron seemed to take a second to think his answer over before coming to a decision.
Ron seemed to think on it for a moment before coming to a decision. "Hm, no."
His answer, so casual and uncaring, stunned the syntho-drone and the hostages. Was he going to leave them to die. Why?
"What do you mean no?" Eric demanded.
"No means no." Ron clarified. "I'm going to send these two here to jail, then I'm going to rescue the hostages."
"You think you can get here before I kill these hostages and escape?" Eric boasted. "You're more of a buffoon than I realized."
"Yeah, I'm a buffoon." Ron admitted. "And you know why buffoons are such great sidekicks?"
"Enlighten me."
"It's because we're such good distractions." Ron stated with a smile. "Now."
"Now?" Eric questioned. "Now what?"
"Not 'Now' you." Ron stated with a roll of his eyes. "I meant 'Now', him."
The Synthodrone had just enough time to widen his eyes before it happened. Metallic arms coiled around the syntho-drone, holding him in place. He struggled with all his might, but it was pointless against the superior machine. He could only glare hatefully at the one who caused it.
"How?" Eric demanded.
"What part of unstoppable army across the world didn't you understand?" Ron asked. "All it took was some shrinking and moving and regrowing." Ron stated casually as he listed it off on his fingers. "Shrink it down. Move it towards you and regrow it. No one would notice a toy, given the situation."
"Give up Eric." Ron ordered coldly. "Your master is beaten, his most valuable enforcer is broken. All that's left is you."
"Never, I-"
Ron snapped his fingers, that seemed to be all the robot needed as an order. The Diablo machine began squeezing Eric with tremendous pressure. He tried resisting the robot, but it's design was superior to his own.
In a violent display, green fluid erupted from the artificial being's eyes, mouth and ears like a geyser. Many of the teens present had to look away from fear of vomiting in disgust at such a violent display. Even if he hadn't been a real person, the thought of how easily he could have been turned many stomachs.
"Now, I believe I said Booyah."
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