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Chapter 13: Revelation

What a sight. Kim Possible in a wheelchair. Her right leg bandaged, left arm in a sling and her right eye sporting a shiner. Mr. Dr. Possible pushed the chair toward the family van. They were flanked by Mrs. Dr. Possible and Ron. "I can make it to the van on my own." Kim said defiantly.

"Kimmie," Mrs. Dr. Possible said, "I know you can, but hospital rules are rules. You must leave the hospital in a wheelchair. I know it's only a tiny hairline fracture, but you need to keep off it for a couple of days. You also need to let the dislocated shoulder heal too. You'll just have to take it easy. Those are Doctor's orders, so no missions for a while. Luckily, the cheer squad is taking a break."

They arrived at the van and Kim, hopping on her good left leg, got into the back seat with Ron. The Dr's Possible got in the front, and they drove home.

BeepBeepBeBeep. Kim reached in her cargo pants pocket and found she didn't have the Kimmunicator. She looked at Ron. Rufus popped out of Ron's pocket holding up the device. Rufus threw it to Kim. "Go ahead Wade," Kim said after activating it.

"Kim, I have some information for you. It was smart of you to activate the scanner before going into the office. I got some interesting readings. It seems the field generated by Blackout's Stealth-Tech suits causes a dampening effect to Shego's plasma powers. That's why she wasn't able to ignite or fire plasma balls while she was cloaked." Wade took a sip of soda before continuing. "I've passed the info on to G.J. so they can analyze it further."

"That's some good news." Ron stated flatly.

"Also," Wade added, "I've been tracking the anonymous messages we've been getting. They appear to come from different people, but they all trace back to one person named Whiteout. I've been trying to contact this Whiteout person and got one reply. He says he wants to erase all criminals and he's happy to supply us a few tips. There's just one strange thing I've come up with, though. His real name is Paul Bowman."

"Blackout!" Both Kim and Ron said in unison. "Jinx... Soda!" Kim added.

Ron raised a finger in the air and chalked one up. "That's, what... thirty two now?"

Kim glared at him, then smiled. "Only thirty one." Ron did some calculations in the air and then smiled and nodded.

"So, Blackout has been snitching on his fellow villains." Kim wondered aloud. "Why would he be doing that?"

"Well, he was in a few of my classes in college." Mr. Dr. Possible chimed in, " I'm not too sure if he had it all together back then. In class he was as timid as a mouse. But outside of the classroom, he could be an angry aggressive monster."

"A split personality?" Mrs. Dr. Possible asked.

Mr. Dr. Possible considered it for a moment, then nodded. "Definitely!"

Ron looked puzzled. "What does that mean?"

"It means," Mrs. Dr. Possible paused, "He's probably leading two separate lives. It depends on which is the dominate personality though. He could be Blackout, a criminal who occasionally reverts to the Whiteout persona. Which means he's subconsciously trying to atone for his bad, dominate side. Or... he could be Paul Bowman slash Whiteout, and the bad slash Blackout side is trying to break free or take over."

"Since we've only heard occasionally from the good persona, I think Blackout is the dominant one," Kim ventured. "Daddy, did he talk to you about the basics of his Stealth-Tech during college?"

Mr. Dr. Possible frowned, "It was all he would talk about, though he wouldn't go into too much detail." He thought for a second. "From what I remember, he said it was a combination of electrical and chemical properties."

"Could that be the reason for his split personality?" Ron pondered.

"It's possible," Mrs. Dr. Possible concluded. "But we know so little about the human brain and how it reacts to various stimuli."

Kim tried to wrap it all into one tight little nutshell. "So, we have a Super Villain who's a mad scientist with a split personality. Just wonderful!"

"Is he mad, insane, or just mad, angry?" Ron wondered aloud.

"Both!" The Dr's Possible said together.

"Jinx, you owe me a coffee." Mrs. Dr. Possible said.

Everyone laughed.