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Chapter 5

Sleep, it was a wonderful thing. It opened a door to so many thoughts in the deepest parts of ones mind. Thoughts that, be they sensible or sporadic, took shapes and forms. These became dreams that filled the mind with so many possibilities.

Even the scary ones.

Even the nightmares.

It is in these dreams, these nightmares, that Ron loses himself and something else awakens. It was him and yet it wasn't, almost like looking into a broken mirror.

The dark being looked upon the carnage he had caused and he could only smile. It knew that while it was only a dream, it didn't mean he couldn't take a small moment to enjoy itself. Here, in the dreams, he could be who he truly was. He could finally play the role he was destined to play. He could be free.

He began moving towards his destination in the center of his town, determines to reclaim his throne. As he strolled down the path, his gaze swept over all that lay before him.

The citizens of Middleton were just like that of the rest of the world. All either too terrified or too weak to do anything more than bow before him as he passed them by. His very existence inspires an unbearable and irresistible fear. His presence was nothing short of despair. They had long since given up hope and resistance when their last line of defense had fallen.

Global Justice. Proven worthless and destroyed before his power.

Team Go. Dead. Their carcasses paraded about in reminder to all those that would defy him.

Yori. His supposed guardian. Broken and defeated. Her mind was shattered, her will was bent and her hope was nonexistent.

The various so called villains of the world. They knelt to him or died like the rest.

The body and power that he possessed was his once again and forever more.

Now a throne lay before him, made from blackness which depicted a rampaging monkey, his throne. He would claim in it mere moments, there was one little issue he needed to take care of first.

The dark being turned his attention towards a bundle of red hair that hid behind the throne, trying to make herself appear smaller. Eventually the young woman looked at the insane being with empty eyes and knew that there was no hope.

"Why?" Was all she asked.

Ron looked at her once before looking around them and seemed to consider the question. He smiled once the answer was on his lips.

The dark being lunged for the helpless ex-hero and plunged his sword into her stomach. He felt the redhead try to put up a fight but it was all pointless. In the end all Kim could do was scream in pain, fear and defeat but even that came to an end as she fell limp.

Now there was no one to hear his chuckle, as cold and empty as it's caster. Suddenly everything was loss in a mass of shadows and from the mass stepped a black furred monkey with an even blacker heart.

It smiled. "Why not?"

. . .

Ron awoke in a cold sweat, so much so that his sheets were practically soaked. He was gasping for air and looking around his room. For what he wasn't sure but it was empty which gave him a sense of relief. Deciding to get out of bed for a moment he made his way to his bathroom. After splashing a bit of water on his face he grabbed a towel and rubbed it and the remaining sweat off.

Turning back to the mirror, Ron wasn't too shocked to see that Yori had gotten into the bathroom without him noticing. Neither said nothing as she watched him shudder under the bathroom light. Once he had brought himself under enough control he finally decided to ask her.

"Why is this happening?" Ron finally asked. "Just last week I was the sidekick to the best hero out there. Now I'm having dreams and urges to destroy?"

"The Yono is...influencing you."

"But why is this happening?" Ron repeated. "I get that I'm upset but...this is a little much. The Ron man has always been able to shake off anything that was thrown his way."

"Do not make such a sleight against you seem insignificant." Yori chastised. "Possible-San was once your oldest and most cherished companion, as vital to you as family. One you fought beside without question but when you needed her-" She let the words hang there, no need to dig deeper into his pain.

"I thought I was going to help save the world."

"It is simply because you can." Yori explained. "You have the skills and the growing power to exact revenge on any and all that anger you and deep down you know this. Temptation is a powerful force."

The blond cringed at the information. "Oh man, the Ron man has never been one for planning. What happens if I don't find the right direction?"

Yori was silent for a moment which unnerved Ron. Eventually he turned to see her staring at him with a mix of cold and hurt eyes

"Do you know the ritual of Seppuku, Ron?"

"No, do I want to?"

Reaching out, she drew a finger across his stomach. "A samurai will disembowels himself with his own sword to maintain his honor." She explains making Ron frown. "But that's not the cut that kills him. The killing stroke is made by his kaishakunin, who beheads the samurai with his own katana."

I knew I didn't want to know. Ron thought to himself before stating. "And the Kaishikikun is...?"

"That is my secondary mission, I am your kaishakunin." Yori explained as she looked him dead in the eyes. "I will end your agony. I will help you move on so that you can find peace."

There was an awkward and tense silence between the two of them as the words hung in the air. Yori had just told him to his face that if he strayed to far into darkness that she would kill him. Specifically that she would cut his head off. How does one process a friend telling them that they were there as insurance. And yet he couldn't blame her. The thought of himself starting to act like Monkey Fist or worse made him shiver, could he really like a life like that or would death be better.

"Why did you refuse Global Justice?" Yori asked.

This was both to change the subject and get a better understanding between the two as she had something important to tell him. Ron was silent as he considered his words. He honestly didn't have a real answer himself and that bothered him.

"I just didn't want to work underneath anyone." He half guessed but realized it wasn't off. "I don't know why that bothers me, it never did before."

"I spoke with the Global Justice." Yori began slowly. "They are willing to offer you a partnership if you are willing. You would work with them and not for them. Similar to how Possible-San did, free to accept and deny any request."

"...Okay." Ron stated.

"Okay?" Yori asked with a raised eyebrow. "You are not mad?"

"Nope." Ron answered with a smile. "You crossed the entire world to give me a hand on this life altering, fate of the world destiny stuff that I don't understand. After what we've been through in Japan I trust you to have my back."

Yori looked at the blond and saw nothing but honesty in his gaze, he truly trusted her. The ninja couldn't help but blush though she managed not to avert her gaze. Deciding to change the subject, Yori grabbed Ron by the hand and led him back into his room.

"Strength is not given without cost, you must rest." Yori stated as she guided him back to his bed. "I shall be close by if you need me."

"Thank." Ron stated he laid down without question and closed his eyes. "You're the best."

Yori waited until his breathing had evened out as he fell into his slumber. It made her smile at how easily he fell asleep in her presence. To her that was a sign of trust in the highest order. For him to just leave himself so vulnerable to another, to her, and without a sign of hesitation. Even after telling him that she was there to keep him line or kill him if he strayed.

If only that feeling could last, Yori thought as she stood and left the room. She had just closed the door when she decided to address the problem that grabbed her attention from Ron. It had been bothering her ever since he had awakened but thankfully they had not gotten to deep into the house.

"It is both impolite and a crime to enter ones home without an invitation." Yori spoke as she turned to the darkness. "Please vacate the property Possible-San."

Kim stepped out from behind the furniture with a scowl on her face. This was the second time in twelve hours that she had been caught and it was really affecting her pride in her stealth. How many secret based had she broken into over the years, was she really losing her touch?

"I'm here to speak to, Ron." Kim stated.

"It is almost 3:00 A.M." Yori stated coldly. "You could have and still can call his cell phone or knocked on the door in the day time. At this point you are no more than a common intruder."

Kim was legitimately offended at the comment. "Ron never had a problem coming over."

"When you were best friends." Yori countered. "Please leave before things get worse."

"That so?" Kim asked as she fell into her fighting stance."

A part of Yori wanted to take Kim up on the challenge then and there. To test her mettle against the world renown teen hero. To punish the one who had hurt Ron so deeply that he was straying from the path of light. Yet she knew that she could do neither. Both would be an act of selfishness and could cause Ron more discomfort.

"No fighting needed." Yori stated as she made her way to the house phone. "I will simply call the authorities and have you incarcerated for breaking and entering."

Kim's eyes widened at the threat, it was just so...logical. Even if her credibility as a hero kept her out of jail there was no doubt that a fate worse than prison would be waiting for her at home. Technically she shouldn't even be out now as she was still in trouble with her parents but her need to see Ron had won. With no real leverage the redhead raised her arms in surrender.

"Fine, I'll leave." Kim stated as she turned to go. "But I'll be back tomorrow morning."

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Sorry for the short update, I just wanted to let you all know that I'm still around and to ask that you all read the note at the top.