I am so sorry for the long wait, but lots of things have come up. Now that summer is close my job will give me more time to write so I will be updating regularly and hopefully people will still read it. Thanks KingOAnime
Breaking Free- chapter three- A Stroll in the Park
Kim, Yori and Monique arrived at the mansion and went straight to Drakken to report their encounter. As the three girls approached him they first bowed to him as if he were a king.
"Father, we have news," said Kim keeping her eyes to the ground.
"What sort of news child?" he asked arching an eyebrow.
Shego, who sat next to him, casually sipped her soup and listened in on the conversation. She never liked Kim that much, but as long as she had Drakken that was all that mattered.
"Several men attempted to kill us, but we easily disposed of them," Kim grinned satisfied with her words.
"Do you know who sent them?" he asked.
Kim nodded and said, "Lord Monkey Fist, Father."
"So that old fur ball still thinks he has the wits to best my assassins," he chuckled, "well I wouldn't worry about him; he can send over a thousand men and you would still kill them all."
Kim nodded in agreement and waited for him to continue.
"My ties in the police will take care of this, but I want you three to go to bed; you've had quite a day so goodnight," he gave each one a small kiss on the cheek and gave Kim the biggest one of all.
Kim and the others walked to their shared room and changed into their pajamas. As they were putting on some powder Monique began to talk about Drakken.
"I can't believe he still makes us bow; I mean it's not like he's God or anything. He takes care of us yes, but this is weird; if you ask me I think Mr. D has finally gone over the deep end."
Almost immediately Kim threw Monique down and held a small pocket knife against her throat.
"Take that back!" she ordered.
Monique squirmed under Kim and pleaded with her to not kill her.
Yori attempted to pry Kim off, but was now gasping for air as Kim's hand was suddenly crushing her wind pipe.
"Now you both listen and listen well. Drakken is God to me and if you ever talk about him that way in front of me again I'll kill you both."
She then let go of Yori and got off Monique's chest. She then quietly went to sleep leaving the other two girls in disbelief.
"I say next time we just shut up," said Monique as Yori silently nodded. Monique checked her throat for any cuts and said goodnight as all three assassins fell into a deep slumber.
Days seemed shorter as Ron and Tara eagerly counted down their last two months in high school. Both of them have been preparing for college and their love grows stronger with each passing day.
Bonnie still heckled Tara, but she didn't bother them anymore. Everything was going perfect, until later that day.
Cheerleading practice had ended and Ron was waiting for her to change so they could go home, but Ron, being the forgettable man he was, forgot his science text book and told Tara that he would be a quick second.
As she left the locker room she found Brick and two of his jock friends leaning against the wall waiting for her, which was already making her uneasy.
"Hey Tara," said Brick in a smug way. He walked closer to her and left no space between them.
"H...hey Brick, I uh have to go because my boyfriend should be back soon and I really have to go," she attempted to walk, but was halted by Brick's lackeys.
"You know that Stoppable doesn't know how good he's got it," smiled Brick, "forget him and hang with us."
Tara smiled weakly and replied, "Well I'm sorry, but Ron and I have plans so maybe some other time."
She once again attempted to leave, but this time Brick grabbed her arm and quietly said, "That wasn't a request." Suddenly all three jocks picked Tara up and carried her behind the bleachers where no one could see them, then they began to tear her clothes off.
Tara tried to scream, but they shoved one of her socks into her mouth silencing her. She struggled, but Brick began slapping her saying, "Bitch!"
The jocks began having their way with her, feeling her entire body and whispering what they were going to do to her. She never felt so helpless before.
Ron entered the gym with his backpack casually draped over his shoulder as he called for Tara, but no one answered. He started to get a little suspicious, but decided to wait as he sat down on a bleacher and began humming.
Then he heard a small rustling sound, and then an "mmmmm" sound like someone was gagged. He now felt very unsure and slowly looked behind the bleachers to see three jocks doing something to Tara.
His instincts kicked in and as he slowly and quietly approached the unsuspecting rapists he readied himself for anything.
Ron had taken some karate lessons so he assumed the position and with all three men's backs towards him he struck.
Ron swung his foot in a roundhouse kick that hit Brick squarely in the head. He flew into the wall and lay there in an unconscious heap. The other two turned around and charged wildly at him.
One threw a punch at him, but he side stepped it, grabbed it by the wrist with one arm, and with one motion brought his other hand up at the arm snapping it. The man fell back in pain as the last assailant grabbed him from behind.
Ron used his head to hit the man in the chest and then throw him over his shoulder, into the unconscious Brick. Ron grabbed Tara as they both ran leaving the three jocks dazed and in pain.
As they reached the school entrance they stopped to take a breather. Tara immediately threw her arms around her savior and cried on his shoulder.
"Thank You Ron, you saved my life!" she cried tears of relief as Ron brought her face to his and pressed his lips to hers.
"I'll always protect you Tara; no matter what."
The two lovers then walked home as Ron covered his girlfriend with his jacket. Then they slowly walked home with her head on her prince's shoulder.
As they reached home Mrs. Stoppable gasped when she saw Tara's disheveled appearance.
"What in the world happened!"
"Some jocks attacked her," replied Ron as he led Tara upstairs to change. Mr. Stoppable gave his wife a concerning glance, but thought that his son had protected her and that they wouldn't be bothered anymore; hopefully.
Ron stood outside of Tara's room as she changed into a new set of clothes. When she was done she called for him to come in. As he did he was taken aback by he stunning new red dress and the locket that he had given her was worn neatly around her slender neck.
She smiled as her wavy blonde hair was brushed away from her face. Ron was still in awe of her beauty; his feet cemented to the floor.
"I wanted to show you my new dress and to properly thank you for saving me," she walked up to him and placed a small kiss on his cheek which caused him to wrap his arms around her and give her a deeper kiss.
"So what do you want to do?" Ron asked.
"Well first I would like to go to the movies, and then take a stroll in the park; like when we were children.
Ron remembered that when he was five he met a blonde girl in the park. She was crying because her dad had hit her and she ran away. Ron comforted her and promised to protect her. That was the first time he had met Tara and to them both it was a special place to go.
Ron quickly changed into some nicer clothes and with his parent's approval they left for the theater.
Kim was in the training room sparring with Yori. They knew each other's style, but some how still managed to come up with something new.
Kim leapt up in the air and brought her nee down on Yori's face, but she caught it and countered by throwing her down and at the same time jumping up to deliver a gut wrenching punch to Kim's abdomen.
Then the doors opened and on of Drakken's henchmen came in.
"Sorry to interrupt, but Mr. Drakken requests your presence Mrs. Possible. Then Kim's hands found their way to his throat as she lifted him off his feet.
"I told you to never call me by that name! You only address me as Kim; you understand?" He nodded as she released him from her iron grip. He gasped for air as Kim left him and headed to the main chamber.
Drakken was sitting in his chair as she bowed to him and kissed his hand.
"What do you wish Father?"
Shego sat next to her husband and motioned for Kim to kiss her hand. At first she snorted and turned her head, but Drakken gave her a stern look and she was compelled to repeat her action on Shego.
After Drakken's satisfaction he spoke, "I have a mission for you;" Kim listened intently, "A man named Jason Coleman has a debt to me. He owes me ten thousand dollars, but says that he can't get all the money to me by the deadline. I want you to take whatever money he has and then teach him a lesson."
"Where am I to meet him?" Kim asked.
"In the park, I informed him that one of my men would collect what money he has and let him gather the rest by the end of the month, but he has no idea that you are about to let his debt disappear; along with him." Drakken grinned.
Kim nodded and left in silence as she got prepared for her mission.
Ron and Tara were walking together, their fingers interlaced with one another as they approached the park. It was close to ten and they decided to take a small walk around and then head home.
"I love you Ron," said Tara in a hushed tone almost like she didn't want anyone to hear.
"I love you too Tara," he replied putting and arm around her shoulder and drawing her closer to him as she lightly giggled; things were perfect.
Kim had arrived at the park. She was to meet her target at ten and collect the money; too bad he wouldn't leave alive.
As Kim rounded the corner she saw and older man holding a small suitcase sitting on a bench. As she approached the man turned to her and gave a smile only a grandparent could do.
"Are you the collector?" he asked. Kim nodded and sat down next to him.
"Yes, I am; how much do you have?"
"I only have four thousand; I should have the rest by the end of the week, but Mr. Drakken must give me more time."
The man handed her the suitcase as she took it and looked at its contents. All crisp brand new hundred dollar bills.
"So what did you need the money for?" asked Kim.
"I tried to start a restaurant. My family was tight on cash and I was sure this would help my son with his predicament, but sadly the restaurant failed and now I'm here with a debt to a high level crime lord."
"FATHER'S NOT A CRIME LORD!" she yelled.
The man stared at her in shock, "Father! You mean Mr. Drakken is your father?"
Kim slowly nodded. The man shook his head and sighed.
"You're not really here to collect money are you? You're here to kill me."
Kim was slightly surprised that he would figure that out, but then again this always happened.
"Can't say I'm surprised I had a deadline and I didn't pay up. Well this was a nice life and I do have one request."
As Kim readied her pistol she replied, "What?"
"Tell my son I love him," he handed her a photo of a young man in his twenties with his wife and two daughters.
Kim placed the gun to his head and said, "I'll do my best."
BLAM!
The man lay on the bench motionless as Kim propped him up making it look like he was sleeping.
His face seemed so peaceful every other target had fear or panic on their face, but this man was satisfied with his life and he truly believed he deserved this death.
"Rest in peace old man," she said until she heard a shriek behind her.
She drew her gun and aimed at a couple of teenagers.
The man was tall with messy blonde hair while the girl, in a red dress had very wavy blonde hair that almost matched the man's. Both were in total shock and she knew immediately that they had seen her.
She kept her gun aimed at them and gave a short sigh as she said, "How many more innocent people must I kill?" Cont…
Well that's chapter three please review. The next chapter will be up in two weeks, I promise! KingOAnime