Disclaimer: I don't own the characters in this story that originally appeared in the episodic Docu-drama known as Kim Possible.

Ron was surprised. Hurtling through the streets of the Middleton at sixty plus miles an hour without regard to stoplights or stop signs did not send him in panic. His pulse was pounding; he could feel the blood throb in his neck and hear it in his ears. He was ALIVE for the first time in over a week.

He felt the engine scream as it accelerated up the side of Mount Middleton. Shego didn't let up on the throttle till the bike roared to the look out ledge. She stopped the bike and let it idle down before killing the engine. Ron got off the bike and removed his helmet, Shego followed suit and they looked out over the cityscape together.

"The last time I was up here it was with KP. We would come up here every so often to 'remember why we did what we did' as she would say. She would say that our jobs were to serve and prevent, not just protect. We would sit up here for a few hours just quiet. In silence…"

He felt Shego's glove on his hand. "Then let's do that." He nodded and looked over the sleeping city. After thirty minutes or so to Ron's estimation he turned to her.

"I know you used to be a hero. A real one, the world lost one. Maybe it needs one back."

"Yes it does, but that's not me. Kim was a hero; I was her dark reflection. She was me except she made the right choices. You need to find someone else that knows the hero business. They might need some training, but I bet you can think of someone," she paused and waited for it to sink in. He just looked away, back to the city.

"You know I've talked to Fiske. I know you can fight when you have to fight. Even got some files about a certain mutated camper and the person that can bring him down by himself, no matter what the papers say. Not to mention…"

"SHUT UP! I am NOT a hero. Kim was the hero; I was just sidekick, the comic relief."

"Tell it to someone that doesn't know better. Senior keeps very detailed records. I know you schooled Junior; it was before I trained him, but you still go toe to toe with him. You could do this."

"NO, I can't. With Junior I had a new hair do, with Gill it was at Wannaweep. That is a power place for me. Against Monkey Fist the mystical monkey power kicks in."

"And it has nothing that in the crux of a truly dangerous situation you stop thinking and let yourself do what you know you can do deep down. Stoppable, fight me," she growled igniting her hands in that sickly green flame.

"Wh-what?"

"You want me to be the hero? Fine. You beat me and then I will be the hero, but if I beat you, and I will, you will get your head out of your ass, get trained, and give me some fun!"

"You are crazy!"

"No, I am not. I am frustrated, there is a difference. Frustrated makes me mean," she said as she dove toward him slashing the air in front of him. He grabbed his helmet as he back pedaled and swung up at her. She spun to dodge the blow, but before she could counter Ron's foot struck and caught the inside of her forearm putting her off-balance. Both backed up to regain balance and position.

"You see Ronnie? You have what it takes. A little polish and experience and you will be ready. I trained Junior and he had no real skills to start with. You already have some training and I know you would have the drive. I can get you to a point that a certain someone would take notice of your skills."

Ron rolled towards Shego and brought the helmet down in an arc to connect with her hip; she easily did a back handspring away. "What are you talking about? Tell ME!"

"According to Monkey Fist there is a pretty little ninja girl that you are all wet for. Bet she would return the favour if you prove yourself a real hero. So what about it Ronnie, are you going to take me up on my offer?"

Shego sprang at him and landed on her hand and sprang up in a kick which Ron easily dodged right into a handful of dirt and sand. As he was trying to clear his eyes Shego reached from behind and held him tight around the throat with her arm.

"Good but not good enough. Give it up, Ronnie. From here I can choke you out, or snap your neck. That's without my powers," she felt his tense body relax. "That's better. We will start training Monday. That gives me a chance to work out the regimen," she said flexing her hand and forearm. "You have a kick like a mule. Did you know that?"

The beaten teen looked up at her, "No, I didn't. I am not going to learn how to be a villain."

"You haven't been listening to me. I am going to train you to be a heeeeroooo."

"That wasn't a line then? Not a trick?"

"No, we need heroes, Ronnie. They make it worth while. Some need them to try to live up to, others need them to go against. We define ourselves by our opposites sometimes. Right now I don't have one. Lots of bad guys don't. The problem, before you get the crazy idea that without heroes there would be no villains, is it ups the ante, raises the bar of the bad to bring out a hero."

"So, I guess the only person right now is me?"

"Got it in one, let me give you some incentive. From how Monkey Fist described her; your little ninja girl sounds fun. One year from when we start training I am going to go after her, no holds barred, and I am going hard. Think of how I can make her scream and writhe. That is unless someone else gives me enough fun. And if you don't train, then I will go after her now."

Ron felt the bile rise in his stomach and could taste the rage that built at the thought. "You don't go anywhere NEAR her."

"Good, good. So we start Monday? I thought so. Calm down. Your buttons are WAY to easy to push. The sun is about to come up. Sit and enjoy the sunrise," she said patting the ground next to her friendly.

"I wouldn't go after her. I just wanted to make you realize that you have it in you to do this. Think about it. I could have taken out any number of yours or Kimmie's families at any time."

Ron was silent and gazed as the rays of the sun started to chase away the night. He watched in awe as if it was the first time. The sun was the same colour as Kim's hair and it shone bright forcing away the darkness. He didn't notice Shego getting up and sitting behind him. His gaze was still locked on the rise of his new inspiration as she started to rub his shoulders and then his tears flowed forth.

After the sun finished its appearance and was a full orb he turned to Shego and looked softly at her. "Let's get you to school; you don't want to be late. And don't look at me like that. I am doing this for me. Besides, I already have someone," she turned on her boot heel and walked back to the bike. They put their helmets on and got onto the bike in silence.

The bike roared to life and they were off zooming down the mountain road toward the wakening town. Shego stopped at a small diner so they could get some breakfast. As they walked in the waitress smiled at them and waved, "Hey, Shelia, bring in your boyfriend today?"

"He's not my boyfriend. He just hasn't been eating good and thought he could use a good meal before school."

Ron heard the waitress laugh as the sat down. "Shelia?"

"Yeah, you don't think my momma would name me Shego did you? Shelia Anna-Maria Goh if you must know. Call me Shelia again, and I will make sure you wish I broke your neck up there."

"What will it be, Dears?"

"Two eggs over easy with a side of wheat toast," said the villainess.

"Same here," answered the teen.

"Coffee?"

"Yes, please, for both of us."

After the waitress had walked away, the raven haired woman leaned forward, "You constantly surprise me, Ronnie. I was sure you were a bacon kind of guy."

Ron held up his index finger and pointed to himself, "Jewish, no pork."

"I never thought in the surveillance that we did that you would let something like convictions get in the way of good food. You have this hero thing in hand. Sacrificing what you want for your convictions is good training. That is one of the things that caused me to take the path that I did."

They sat in silence as the coffee was delivered to them. After a few minutes of silence and waiting the food showed up.

Author's Note: For those that thought that Shego would turn back hero, not here. She is not all bad, but doesn't want to be the good guy. When it comes down to it she will do what she feels like doing. Not necessarily evil, but not good, she is in a paradigm unto herself when it comes to morality. This was not intended to be a Ron/Shego pairing story, though who knows what training methods she will use. Though there will be a relationship it is between someone besides Shego. Thank you for reading and reviewing. I hope that I can live up to everyone's expectations of my stories.