A.N. A spookier approach to the story, But I thought it would be fitting for this chapter.

It took me a while to picture what Ron would be going through at this point. But hopefully I got it right!

Go on, Read and most importantly, Enjoy!

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Nighttime fell, it was windy and snowing.

Kim stood in front of the cave wrapping up tightly against the cold. Her mind wasn't with her. She stared off into space daydreaming.

"You okay, KP?" Ron's voice jumped her. She turned around and saw Ron wearing his blue winter jacket.

"Is something bothering you?" he asked.

"Yeah," she said, "Dr. Quarrel was asking too many questions"

"Why did you lie to him?" he asked.

"I was trying to throw him off the case, he sounded suspicious," she said turning back around, "I just hope Dr. Venture didn't mention how she survived the explosion"

"Why wouldn't he?" Ron asked.

"When someone looses a loved one Ron," She started walking around, "Their memory tends to get jumbled up and eventually forget more and more," She stopped and looked at Ron, "Especially when they're trying to block the thoughts out. So I thought I could lie to Quarrel since Venture wouldn't have much to say about that night."

Ron thought for a moment and said, "Why are you so worried about it, then?"

"Ron, if Venture mentions Veronica's last words Quarrel would find out what she was on to!" said Kim.

"Is that a bad thing?" Ron asked giving a shrug.

"It was bad enough to turn Venture's assistant against his best friend and his wife, wasn't it?" Kim retorted putting her arms on her hips.

"Yeah, I guess." Ron said turning away and looking at the horizon, "You don't seem to be focused very well, KP, Let me take your shift."

He earned a raised brow from Kim, "I'm always the one who's focused Ron!"

"Not this time…" he smiled.

"Very well." She said and walked towards the camp, "I'll be back in an hour!"

Ron stood shaking in front of the cave. He would've brought Rufus if it weren't for the dangerous cold.

'I should've asked Kim for a spare jacket!' he thought, even though he was wearing many layers of sweaters underneath.

He paced over to the right side of the cave and looked over the hill down at the camp where some lights illuminated the area.

'Oh, what I wouldn't do for a cup of hot coco mo right now!' he pondered while he licked his lips, then regretting doing so since frost formed on them now.

He strode back over to the left side of the cave. When he looked over the hill he saw darkness. This is no doubt the most vulnerable side of the cave.

A gust of wind blew against his face and he covered his eyes as he looked away.

Suddenly, a low deep hum could be heard. Ron turned around and looked at the cave.

'huh?' he thought.

Ron gave out a big sigh and turned back around. Then an idea struck him.

'hey!' he turned and walked over to the cave, 'I know I'm not supposed to do this but this cold is going to kill me!' He arrived at the cave and started to rub himself frantically.

'Oh man, its got to be colder in here than it is out there!' he thought as he sat on a rock.

Suddenly another deep hum came. It was longer this time.

'What the-?' Ron stood up and peeked into the deep hollow darkness to where the sound seemed to be coming from.

The humming sound was louder this time and it almost had a musical tone to it.

Deep and dark, the voices vibrated right into Ron's bones. As cold as the ice around the cave it gave Ron chills to listen to. Slowly the vocal singing faded away into the cave.

Ron quaked and felt his heart pumping in his throat. Finally he gathered all the strength he could in his legs and slowly snuck away from the cave, but he couldn't help but keep looking into the entrance feeling that something is going to jump out to get him.

Kim was walking towards the cave at the top of the hill, when she spotted Ron standing a little too close to the cave.

She ran up and slowed down when she was approaching him.

"Hey Ron, I guess it's my turn to-" Ron didn't react. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were staring right into the cave. His face snapped around to look at Kim.

"Ron? Your face is white! You look like you've just seen a ghost!"

Ron pointed at the cave, "It's-it's-this cave is haunted, KP!"

"What's wrong, Ron?" Kim asked with great concern, "You saw something?"

"Voices! I heard voices…they were singing!" He explained.

"Singing? What were they singing Ron?"

" No! Not singing like that…" He turned around looked at the cave then quickly looked at her, "More like humming…a musical tone…Very deep voices!"

"Who Ron? Whom are you talking about?" She asked trying to make sense of what he's saying.

"A chorus! An army of them all humming at the same time!" He turned to look at the cave again and pointed his finger, "Inside the cave!"

"Are you sure?" Asked Kim, "Maybe it was just the wind," she suggested.

"No Kim!" Ron snapped, "I heard them…" He looked Kim in the eye, "I heard them just I like I hear you now!"

Kim looked at the cave, her eyes narrowed as she thought for a moment.

"Okay Ron," She said, "Stay here and Guard the cave till I-" Ron interrupted.

"No way, KP!" he shook his head, "I'm not staying here a minute longer!"

"Well we can't both go! What if it was some kind of a prank, Ron?" she said, "Could be someone trying to distract us to sneak in"

Ron's horrified face convinced Kim he wasn't going to stay here on his own.

"Ugh, very well, get the guards and I'll wait here, hurry!"

Ron began to run towards the camp, he turned around, "whatever you do Kim, don't go in that cave!" then turned back.

Kim turned away once Ron disappeared into the snow and raising a brow looked towards the cave.

The way back up seemed to take forever, Ron ran as fast as he could leading the other three guards on the team towards where Kim was waiting.

Kim and Ron didn't have much time to get to know the characters but they did have some brief introductions.

The first was Faris, a rigid and tough soldier. He doesn't have many friends due to his cold and silent attitude.

The second was Purt, a skinny and slightly short character. Picked on a lot by his comrades.

And the third was Brian. He's the more logical man of the group, a very by-the-book person who normally takes the lead.

"Hurry!" Ron shouted back to the group, "Knowing Kim she would've already gone in!"

The cave became clear in sight now and the group stopped for a breath when Ron started to frantically look around for his best friend.

"She's not here!" he looked over to Brian, "Kim's not here!"

"Obviously," Brian said, "She must've already raced us inside!"

"Then we're going in after her!" Ron said.

"What!" exclaimed Purt, "Are you crazy? I thought you said it was haunted!"

"It is haunted!" Ron answered, "But that's no excuse for me to leave her to the evil that cave has to offer!" Ron finished as he pointed into the cave.

"No way, man!" Purt said as he backed away, "Uh-uh, I'm not risking my life for someone I don't even know!"

"That's where you're wrong!" All turned around to see Faris talking for the first time, "We all know Ms. Possible, the heroine who saved the world countless times," he looked each one in the eye, "I think we owe her just as much."

Faris raised his rifle and loaded it, "I'm going in with Ron. Anyone following is most welcome!"

Brian picked up his rifle, "I'm in"

Purt gulped and nervously nodded at the eyes studying him, "Alright…Fine I'll do it."

He gripped his rifle tightly and finished by saying, "Although I might regret it."

Brian turned to face Ron and said, "Very well, we're going in there with you Ron. Lead the way"

"Excellent," whispered Ron, "Ron Stoppable is stepping up!" His voice may have hinted excitement but his face showed resentment. On the inside Ron was fighting an epic battle.

Lifting out his pistol from his utility belt, Ron snuck forward into the cave.

His heart pumped so hard it deafened him. His eyes closed shut, trying to block out the mishaps of the past and thought of his best friend who could be in imminent danger. This time there is no defined enemy. This time there is no one by his side. Blocking out everything around him, his gun, the cold, even his squad mates. It was just Ron, pure evil, and his best friend.

He opened his eyes.

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