Now things will get interesting. I hope y'all like this little AU I've come up with. This chapter has a little bit of K/R fluff. Hey, with a 'T' rating, I figured, why not…?

Disclaimer: Only the men in suits at Disney Corporate Headquarters own the characters. I just put them into the following situations…

Chapter 1

The stately mansion of Mr. Anthony North was just shy of incredible! It almost looked like a small castle. The exterior was pretty much all slate gray stone, and had a few gargoyles here and there on the roof. He actually used them for what they originally had been intended for, roof drainage during the rainy season.

The interior was just shy of immaculate! Ornate rugs adorned the floors in every room, and just about everywhere were fireplaces. In the winter months, he went through at least 50 cords of wood a week keeping the place heated. He had never wanted to hook up to the main grid for heat, because he used that for other things, namely the equipment that was hidden in the dungeon-like basement which was actually more like a large cavern.

Mr. North now lay on a couch sleeping, but he was tossing and turning from a terrible dream, muttering mostly unintelligible sentences while sweat beaded on his brow. A small creature was intently watching Mr. North with concern etched on its tiny little face.

"What… NO! I… won't! I can't! I've never… (mumble)… before! Get it off! Ahhh!"

Suddenly Anthony sat bolt upright, his eyes darting around the room, his face showing fear from whatever it was his minds eye had seen in a dream before he awoke. He was breathing hard, almost panting, and finally his eyes landed on his friend, his pet ferret.

"What? How did I… get here?" He looked at the floor near the end of the couch. "Did you take the Ferret Costume off of me Wonder Weasel?"

The small creature nodded its head. "Do you know how I got here?"

WW nodded his head in agreement, smiling, showing his sharp incisor teeth. If anyone else had seen this, they would have thought that he was about to bite, but Anthony knew better. He had learned quickly that this was a smile that was full of concern.

"Did… you notice anything… funny… about it?" The ferret shook his head side to side, closing his lips.

"Did I drive back here myself?" The small hairy creature nodded, and put his paws up as if he was on a motorcycle, and made revving noises with his lips. "It's all a blank to me. I don't… understand."

Anthony placed his head in his hands, and took a deep breath. He raised his head and then spoke again. "I've got to get rid of… that thing." He motioned towards the still wet Ferret Suit. "Do we still have that stasis chamber that was used to keep that little alien alive until his mother ship came to pick him up?" WW nodded affirmative.

Anthony stood up, wrapped the small blanket around himself, and took a fireplace poker from the hearth. He used it to gingerly pick up the suit, and he walked over to the bust of himself. With his other hand, he carefully lifted the bust ever so slightly, and was able to slide his fingers underneath to the recessed button, and pressed it. A panel in the wall slightly receded, and then slid sideways, revealing two fireman poles.

He walked over, and dropped both the poker, and the suit down the shaft, climbed onto the pole, and motioned to his ferret friend. The two then whisked down into the depths of the Ferret Hole that was underneath his mansion.

They landed near where the suit had fallen, and Anthony was very careful to not let it touch his body. He knew that something sinister had happened to it, because ever since it was off of his body, he had not once heard that terrible voice in his head again.

Pulling the blanket tighter around himself to ward off the cold that was emanating from the rock walls, he picked up the poker again, and held the suit away from himself. He then proceeded over to a corner of the cavern where a fairly large glass tube was standing upright in an alcove of electronics, plastic, and metal parts.

"Turn it on, Wonder Weasel." Anthony said, and the ferret complied by flipping a large copper handle up to make contact with its holder. A few sparks flew, and a white glow began to emanate from the inside of the glass tube, which had begun to rise from its pedestal. Mr. North walked up to the base and was about to toss the suit into the stasis chamber when he thought he felt movement through the metal poker he held.

He looked down, and saw that the eyes of the suit had begun to glow an eerie green color, and it looked like the headpiece was trying to rise from the poker. Anthony yelped, and flicked the poker, sending the suit flying into the stasis chamber. He then slapped a large green button, and the glass tube dropped down over the suit, and the interior was filled with a bluish-white energy.

"Whew… there! That should hold it long enough so that we can figure out what to do with it. I should be able to start some preliminary scans in the mean time, and possibly get an idea where to go next."

About 15 years later:

Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable, two seniors from Middleton High School were sitting up in a tree house about 7 o'clock in the evening on a Saturday night. They had been dating for about 8 months now, and they had become pretty much joined at the hip, and lip.

Now the two were sitting on a small tattered couch in this tree house, kissing and groping each other. They were so busy with making out, that the two never even noticed that a storm had descended upon the town, until a loud clap of thunder shook the tree house.

"Wow, KP… I felt the earth move!" Ron said, as he pulled slightly away from the female lips that he had been attached to for the last hour or so.

"I felt it too, Ron." The redhead replied breathlessly.

During this respite from tonsil hockey, the two finally noticed that it was raining buckets outside, and that lightning was striking all round. Light suddenly flashed, and then Kim started to count to herself. One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi, four Mississippi…

She made it to twelve before the rumbling of the thunder was heard. "It's about 4 miles away. We should be fine up here. Besides, it's kind of romantic. Don't you think, Ron?"

"Sure is KP. Badical!" Another rumble of thunder was heard. He then turned from his girlfriend, and checked the status lights on the electric lantern that was hanging from the roof and casting a soft glow inside the small wooden room. "Looks like were still good on these batteries for a while."

He looked down at his girlfriend with almost an animal lust, and she looked up at him as he brought his hands down from the lamp. Kim reached up, grabbed his pants by a belt loop, and pulled him back down next to her. "At least it's a warm summer rain Kim, and not one of those cold storm fronts." He plopped back down next to her as she pulled him back down. Rain could be heard slapping the wood all around them as it continued to rain buckets outside.

Ron's hand went up to the side of her face, and slid it around to the back of her head where he took a handful of red hair, and gently pulled back, exposing her neck. Ron began kissing her chin, and started to work down her neck, and began to greedily suck at the skin just below her collar line.

"Rooonnnnn…."

"Yeah baby?" He said as he continued to create a vacuum with his mouth on the soft skin near her collarbone.

"Are you trying to mark me again?"

"Mmmm… maybe" His lips moved on her skin as he spoke, sending shivers up her spine.

"You know what happened the last time you did that…" Ron released her hair, raised his head, and looked deep in to her deep green eyes.

"But it was worth it…"

"I didn't see you for a week, Ron! I thought for sure Daddy had acted on his promise to send you to a black hole!" Her eyes began to well with tears at the memory of being without Ron for an entire week, not knowing where he was. Her Father had grounded Kim severely for coming home with not one, but two of those red and purple bruises on her neck!

"What if I made one where no one would see…" The blonde boy suddenly got a very mischievous grin on his face, and began moving his hands up under Kim's half shirt, rubbing the fleshy sides of Kim's chest. His thumbs brushed up against the small bumps in the center, causing them to suddenly get rock hard, and Kim squealed!

"Ronald! You are a bad boy…" She pushed his hands down out of her shirt, and wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him into her body. Like a cruise missile, Kim's mouth found the base of Ron's neck, and began to make the same noises that her boyfriend was making earlier.

"Kimberly Anne!" Ron yelped, and tried to push her off of him before she…

"There… all done." Kim said, and leaned back, checking her work.

"Is it at least below the collar line, Kim?" Ron asked, worried that he would have to wear a turtle neck sweater for the next few days.

"Maybe…" She said with a wicked grin.

"Well, then there's only one thing left to do…" He launched himself at Kim, fingers flexing, and she slid back into the corner of the couch, with mock fear on her face.

"You're not going to…" Ron began a full tickle assault on his girlfriend! Just as the two were rolling around on the floor laughing and giggling like 10 year-olds, a familiar tone sounded nearby from inside Kim's backpack.

Beep Beep Be Deep!

The Kimmunicator beeped two more time before it could be answered by the world famous Team Possible. Kim was still trying to pull her collar up a bit when she pressed the button to accept Wades call.

"What's the sitch Wade?"

"Kim… are you OK?" He asked, worry in his eyes. "That looks like a nasty bruise on your neck. What happened?"

"Uhmmmm… accident with a vacuum cleaner." She answered, ribbing Ron with a finger just out of camera range, who fell backwards with his hand clamped over his mouth trying very hard not to bust out laughing.

"How did that… never mind." He shook his head, still not understanding. "Anyways, where are you guys? Didn't you know that a lightning strike just took out the entire Middleton power grid, all the way out to the foot hills?"

Anthony North was stumbling through his small castle with a flashlight that looked like it was World War II surplus. It wasn't very bright, but he just HAD to get down to the Ferret Cave. He had to check to make sure that the back-up power generators had kicked on, keeping his equipment running.

He finally located the bust with the panel release button, and slid down the pole into inky blackness. His feeble little flashlight flickered a bit, and he slapped it into his palm, making it go a little brighter.

Walking over to a specific panel, he quickly scanned the status lights, trying to determine if the power outage had damaged anything. His eyes finally landed on two small indicator lights, and he dropped the flashlight from his shock, breaking the bulb leaving him in almost complete darkness. The only light in the Ferret cave was blinking a subdued green color, illuminating a power button from the inside. Above this button, flashing in red, was the message that read "Power Source Interrupted: Press Green Button to Transfer to Backup".

He had totally forgotten to upgrade this one panel with an automatic back-up system.

Suddenly he felt a cold sensation of some kind on the back of his neck. It was then that he heard a voice he had not heard in 15 years.

"Hello, Anthony. It's been a while. Let's catch up on old times…"

The last sensation he felt before loosing consciousness was a type of cloth sliding over his entire body.

To be continued...

Well? Any good? Should I keep going? Please R & R to let me know…