Kim Possible and Street Hawk vs the Village Bullies p 8
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible or Street Hawk. Wish I did though.
Raiding Party and Fire at the Cabin
As they leave Mona's cabin in Rolling Base, Ron and Bonnie see Sam and his friends looking toward the cabin. Bonnie turns to a driving Ron in horror and says, "My Father and his friends are up to something, Ron."
"I see it, Bon-Bon. Right now, we can't do anything until we reach the vehicles. Jessica, you're with Sand Hawk as usual. Bonnie and Hirotaka, War Bird. I think we may need the air support from the guns. What the?" He pulls to the side of the road and shudders at the sight of two body bags coming out of the Inn. "Bonnie, would you be so kind as to activate the surveillance microphones, please?"
"Coming right up, Ron." Bonnie grins as she presses the button for the microphones, which are concealed behind the front bumper. "Shall I put it on speaker?"
"Please and thank you." Bonnie giggles and laughs as she does so.
"You sound like Kim now, Ron. What's next? You going to do a pyramid when we get back home?"
"Hmm."
"Ron, I was joking!"
"I was giving it serious thought, Bon-Bon." Bonnie smirks and giggles at the thought of Ron doing the pyramid when the voices start filtering in.
"Chief, do you have any comments as to why Mrs. Thomas would kill her husband and then herself?"
"Right now, it's only speculated that Mr. Thomas had learned of his wife's infidelity towards him and went to assault her. During the scuffle, Mrs. Thomas shot her husband point blank in the chest. Horrified at what she had done, and overcome with grief and guilt over what had happened, she put the weapon to her head and fired."
"So it was a murder/suicide?"
"That's one way of putting it. Another way is crime of passion combined with genuine remorse over her actions. Greg Thomas loved his wife dearly, and Maria Thomas undoubtedly loved her husband enough to follow him into death. Right now, the weapon is in evidence and I'll fill you in as I get more information available to me."
Bonnie switches off the microphones, with tears falling out of her blue eyes. "I don't believe it. Greg Thomas didn't believe his wife."
"Maybe, maybe not, Bon-Bon. Hirotaka, change of plan. Go to the Police Station, find the weapon and have Wade scan it for prints. Something is fishy about this whole thing."
Hirotaka nods as he brings out a spare communication unit with scanner and puts it into his leather jacket. "I will hope you are correct, Ron. But, what are you going to do?"
"Simple. We're going to get the vehicles and confront Bonnie's Father and his friends. Do a little damage, make a little noise."
Bonnie smirks again and finishes, "Get down tonight." Hirotaka chuckles as he exits the van and casually walks toward town as Rolling Base leaves the curb. As the three teammates drive toward their destination, Bonnie turns to Ron and sighs.
"Something wrong, Bonnie?"
"Not exactly. I just can't believe I missed out on those years of friendship with you and Kim. All because my Father preferred my friends to be of higher status. He was the one that told me to be nasty to you and Kim."
Ron sighs and says, "I know, Bonnie. I overheard him last night while they were discussing it. When this is all over, you can finally get some closure when you confront him. That is, if you're feeling up to it."
"Oh, I definitely am, Ron. No ifs, ands or buts." She then reaches over for his hand and squeezes it upon contact. "Thanks for being around when I need help the most. Something tells me I'll need it even more today."
"Something tells me you're right." Five minutes later, he pulls the van into the clearing and they exit the van. Jessica goes over to Sky Base while Ron and Bonnie head over to War Bird.
Meanwhile, Hirotaka is infiltrating the Police Station's Evidence Room through the ventilation shaft. When his feet touch the floor, he smugly smiles as he brings out the communicator.
"Wade-san."
Wade comes up and smiles, saying, "What's going on, Hirotaka?"
"Nothing much. Just investigating a strange killing up here. I'm about to find the item involved with the shooting. Ah, I've found it. It's a stainless .38 caliber revolver, Smith and Wesson. I'm gonna need you to scan for prints. Also, check the numbers and see if they pop up."
"I'll get right on it." Wade begins typing as Hirotaka runs the scanner over the still-bagged weapon.
"Wade, are you sure the scanner can compensate for evidence bags?"
"Oh yeah. It works on an infrared beam, particularly one that can penetrate evidence bags without difficulty. Okay, I've got some prints. Hmm, strange."
"What is it, Wade-san?"
"According to my readouts, the hand that gripped the gun was dead."
"How can that be?"
"When a person dies, their muscles relax or tighten, depending on the person's grip at the time of death. The fingers that gripped the handle were relaxed. The fingerprints were forced onto the gun by another person's hand."
"I'm not even going to ask how you know about that. It's a little too morbid for me. But, at least Ron's correct. What about the numbers?"
"They match up to the Police Chief's weapon."
Hirotaka then growls and nods before saying, "You may want to contact Ron and tell him his suspicions were confirmed. We're looking at a double murder here." At that, Hirotaka ends transmission and leaves the Evidence Room the same way he had entered.
At Mona's cabin, Kim and Jane are going over baby names for their babies when they hear a knock at the door. Norman chuckles as he says, "I'll get it." He opens the door and sees a face that Bonnie and Ron had only told him about. "Yes?"
"Is Dr. Mona Williams in, please? I need to speak with her while there's still time."
"May I ask who's calling for her?"
"Sam Rockwaller. Please, tell her I came in peace and wish to make amends of sorts."
"Just a moment." Norman closes the door and goes to get Mona, who's giving the other Norman a bubble bath. "Mona, there's a Sam Rockwaller here to see you. He came in peace and he wishes to make amends."
"Well, I guess I could take time to at least listen to him. Even though it's bound to be a bald-faced lie." She then gets out of the bathroom, leaving a sud-covered Norman in the tub still. "Keep an eye on him, please. Anytime he takes a bubble bath, it winds up becoming a chaotic fiasco."
"Sure thing, Mona." As Mona goes to the front door, Norman turns to the other Norman and says, "Be good, or no fish for dinner." He gets a raspberry from the sea lion in response and laughs.
Mona smiles as she looks at Kim and Jane as they continue their banter about the names and reaches the door. As she opens the door, the door bursts open, admitting four men that begin holding the room at gunpoint.
"Nobody moves, nobody dies! At least for right now, anyways." Tommy grins as he flirtily adds, "Well, well, well, looks like we have two women ready to pop at any time. Names, now."
Jane and Kim look at each other, shrug and Kim replies, "Kim Possible-Stoppable and this is Jane Renton-Tuttle. You, on the other hand, are trespassing on private property."
"Oh, we have a comedienne in here, boys! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Well, we'll just keep this our little secret, won't we, Kim?" Tommy then grazes his hand along Kim's cheek and down to her chin before bringing out a knife.
"If you both value your unborn brats' lives, you will do as we say." To make his point, he places the razor-sharp edge of the blade against Kim's womb, a sinister smile on his face.
"No, don't you dare do it." Mona is now sorely angry as she goes on. "Life is precious. Even unborn children have lives. If you do this, you will be going to hell when you die."
Sam shrugs and says, "Well, Doc, where's Billy at?"
Mona smiles sinisterly at Sam and his friends before replying, "Getting ready."
Mona's smile is slightly unnerving as the Police Chief is starting to fidget before asking, "Ready for what?"
"Oh, just to carry out a supreme sanction. You see, Billy told me some of the things he did in the war. Did you know he was a sniper? You can take a man out of a sniping field, but you can't take the sniping field skills out of a man."
Jason scoffs as he says, "Yeah, right. And I'm wearing a pink tutu under my clothes." Next thing he knows, he has a sharp pain in his hand. He gapes in horror as he brings up his hand, only to see a destroyed gun in his hand. With a piece of the gun in his hand. Upon the sight, he screams in agonizing pain.
Mona then smirks and says, "I guess you might say that'll be your only warning shot. So, how about that pink tutu?"
The Police Chief growls as he brings up his backup weapon, a .44 magnum, and says, "That's really funny, as you won't be getting a warning shot yourself." That is the last thing he says as a bullet rips through his cranium, painting the east wall with his brains.
Outside, Billy nods as he says, "One down, three to go." He then takes aim again, locking in on Tommy's temple, ready to fire if his 'friend' makes any hostile moves toward Mona.
Sam, Jason and Tommy look at each other before seeing the sea lion is out of the bath. Ducking down, they manage to knock over an oil-burning lamp that is lit. The result is immediate, as the cabin starts filling with smoke and Tommy feels a sudden jab from Kim's elbow, knocking his knife hand away from her. Norman gets in on it and punches Jason until he feels a sharp pain in his thigh.
Outside, Billy is about to go assist when he hears three engines. Looking around, he sees a truly beautiful sight. A motorcycle, a dune buggy and a helicopter, all armed to the teeth. Switching plans, he elects to head for the least likely place that his 'friends' would look for him at.
Back inside the cabin, Sam grins evilly as the two men grab the sea lion and Tommy holds the sea lion's head as Jason puts a rag to Norman's face, knocking out the sea lion in seconds. Just as they're about to leave, they hear three powerful engines. Engines that sound like vengeful demons coming for their souls.
Making a hasty exit, they pick up Norman and carry him outside, with the sea lion on Tommy's shoulder. Next thing they know, they hear a voice from above them.
"Freeze! Do not move! Place the sea lion down on the dock! Now!" All three men look up into the sky and see a black attack helicopter with twin gatling guns mounted onto it's belly. "I'm not going to say it again! That was your only warning, boys!"
To prove it's point, the helicopter's guns do a quick spin without discharge to indicate it's pilot means business. Inside the helicopter, Bonnie scowls harshly when she sees Sam threatening the sea lion.
"You shoot, the sea lion gets it!" To prove his point, Sam brings out his knife and places it against Norman's side. "Let's go, boys. I think she knows we mean business."
Next thing Bonnie knows, Sam, Tommy and Jason run from the smoking cabin, with Norman in tow.
"Street Hawk, intercept them. I'll take care of the cabin. Hard Hawk, you're with me."
"Roger that, War Bird. I'm gone."
"Right behind you, War Bird."
At that, the motorcycle speeds away from the scene as the helicopter lowers itself to the dock, it's landing gear extending. Bonnie then gets out and runs to the cabin, with Jessica right behind her.
As the ladies go into the burning cabin, they wish they had an air supply connected with the suits and elect to put it in a suggestion box.
Bonnie then calls out, "Norman, Jane, Kim, Rufus, Mona, Billy? Where are you?"
"War Bird! Hard Hawk! Over here!" Kim's voice is choked from the thick smoke. Rufus' screeching could be heard going faint from the smoke.
Hard Hawk says, "Hang on, Kim. Street Hawk's chasing those bozos. They have Norman."
Mona nods as she coughs and replies, "I know. They put a cloth over his face. No telling what they'll do with him."
War Bird then asks, "Are you mobile?"
Kim nods and replies, "We are. Billy's outside somewhere. He was positioned to fire on the Police Chief and redecorated Mona's wall with his brains."
"Ew, so did not need to hear that. What say we get out of here before we eat too much smoke?"
"I agree, War Bird. Oww."
"Jane, are you okay?"
Jane weakly smiles at Norman as they exit the cabin. "Norman, I think my water broke." This gets everyone's attention, along with a now recovering Rufus.
