A.N. This is perhaps my best work yet! I'm really excited with these two new characters.

You'll see…Enjoy!

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On the frozen Antarctic plains lay a campsite concentrated around a cave with stairs leading into it.

At the entrance to the cave there was a small statue of a hooded man wielding a sword, as though he was guarding it.

The campsite was small only a couple of tents, it wasn't really the excavation party's main headquarters.

Over a couple of Kilometers away there was a few medium sized huts where the party would eat, sleep and analyze whatever data they have collected.

Dr. Venture, head of the operation, stood over his desk in the hut going through some of his documents. He picked up his cup of hot chocolate with one hand and took a sip as his other hand randomly strafed through the papers.

Even though he was wrapped up tightly in his jacket and scarf he could barely feel anything but the numbing cold.

A knock on the door caught his attention.

"Dr. Venture," he said.

"Oh, hello Dr. Quarrel, come in!" He welcomed the shorter man as he sat down.

"I hope you made the necessary arrangements for the digging," Said the doctor as he locked his hands together, " I am quite excited for tomorrow!"

The other man was round, not too fat, but he was also stiff. He pulled a chair and sat down.

"Yes, Doctor we are ready and also share the same feelings as you do," He gave out a sigh and his face showed a little agitation, "but, I'm not so sure the cave will last too long without anyone venturing into it tonight before we do. There has been a lot of excitement among many scientists and I'm worried they had spread the word" He looked back up at the doctor into his eyes, "and you know what competition there is out there!"

"Yes, Doctor." Dr. Venture's tone sounded plain, "As a matter of fact I do. You have no need to worry about it. I've already taken the necessary precautions."

The room went silent for a moment.

"Well?" Asked Dr. Quarrel, "What kind of precautions?"

"I've hired the most trusted people to guard the cave," He answered with a smile.

"Trusted? Who?" He asked as he knelt his elbow on the desk.

"Team Possible!" Said the doctor with an excited tone as he also knelt over to the desk to take another sip out of his drink.

"Team Possible? I don't think I know them…" Dr. Quarrel sat back and sank in thought that they did sound familiar.

"Come on, everyone has heard of them," He commented as he put his drink back on the desk.

Suddenly Dr. Quarrel jumped in his seat, "You mean those two teenagers!" he exclaimed.

Dr. Venture merely nodded his head in acknowledgment.

"Dr. Venture!" spoke the now reddened man in an angry tone as he began to stand, "I don't think you understand the importance…"

"I understand very well how important this excavation is Dr. Quarrel!" Dr. Venture silenced Dr. Quarrel, he never does have to raise his voice, and clearly he was agitated, "That is why I've hired the best there is out there!" Dr. Quarrel sat back down.

"How much are you paying them?" Asked Dr. Quarrel quietly.

"Well, I'm not paying them per se…" he replied.

"You're not paying them? How do you know you can trust them?" Dr. Quarrel began to get twitchy.

"They've helped me before," Dr. Venture shuffled in his seat as he tried to remember. He seemed to have a difficult time remembering what happened. Finally he spoke, "One night my lab was attacked right in front of my own eyes, then they came. I don't know how they knew I needed help, but I would've accepted any at the time. They saved everything and captured the villain." The Doctor paused for a moment, "He was someone I trusted…more than anyone else." Venture looked at his friend with a disturbed look.

"What's wrong?" asked Dr. Quarrel, "What happened that night, Doctor?"

Venture gave off a big sigh, "My best friend and closest lab assistant died that night in an explosion," he put his hand on his mouth trying to stop his voice from quivering.

"There was nothing Team Possible could've done to save her…"

Venture's eyes began to tear and he frantically began to wipe his eyes

"She was my wife…" and finally began to sob.

"I'm…" He raised a brow and looked to the side in contemplation, "sorry to hear that," Dr. Quarrel said.

"No, no" Venture said as he regained himself, "don't be. Just be sure you gather everything we collected from the site and bring it back here."

Dr. Quarrel got out of his seat and just as he was about to leave turned around at the sniffling scientist, "Did you see it when it happened, Doctor?"

"See what?" asked Venture.

"The explosion that killed your wife," he said, "were you there when she died?"

"Yes…I…" he paused for a moment, "Well, no actually they brought her body to me,"

"How was she?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" Venture asked.

"What was her condition?" he specified.

"Well," Venture tried to remember but shook his head, "It's very vague…After years blocking the thought out my head, now that I'm trying to bring it back…" His eyes widened, "Wait…I remember…" his eyes began to water.

"Oh…she was burnt…but still breathing," again the doctor put his hand to his mouth, "She was trying to tell me something…"

"What did she say, doctor?" Said Quarrel as he walked closer to the desk.

Venture closed his eyes and squeezed his hands together trying to remember.

Finally, he blew out a big breath and shook his head.

He opened his eyes, "I…forgot" he sat back in his chair and put his hands on his knees, "It was Kim Possible who told me what happened."

"You forgot you wife's last words?" Asked Quarrel.

"I wasn't even focusing much…I-I was in so much shock!" Quarrel gave out a big sigh and nodded his head.

"Why are you asking me all this?" Asked Venture.

"My dad used to be a crime investigator. I used to always follow him around and go through is papers when I was young. I guess it's a hobby!" Quarrel looked the doctor in the eyes and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Don't feel too bad though," He smiled, "I'm sure that Kim Possible character is a great person!"

"What makes you so sure?" asked Venture, "You've met her?"

"No," he looked out the window into the snow, " Investigator's Intuition."

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A.N. Creating this other backdrop to the story is really going to give me more than one dimension to work with!

Now, Don't worry about our old Jedi friend…he'll arrive soon enough!

About the cave? Well, You'll see!

I'll try not to keep you all held up…Please Review and tell me what you think!