Kim Possible
R - Factor
"No more Mr. Nice Guy"
By : Alice Cooper
I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
'Til they got a hold of me.
I opened doors for little old ladies,
I helped the blind to see.
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers.
They can't be seen with me and I'm gettin' real shot down
And I'm feeling mean.
No more Mister Nice Guy, you suck
No more Mister Clean,
No more Mister Nice Guy,
They say he's sick, he's obscene.
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers.
They can't be seen with me and I'm gettin' real shot down
And I'm feeling mean.
No more Mister Nice Guy,
No more Mister Clean,
No more Mister Nice Guy,
They say he's sick, he's obscene.
My dog bit me on the leg today.
My cat clawed my eyes.
Ma's been thrown out of the social circle,
And dad has to hide.
I went to church incognito.
When everybody rose, the Reverend Smith,
He recognized me,
And punched me in the nose.
He said:
No more Mister Nice Guy,
No more Mister Clean,
No more Mister Nice Guy,
he said you're sick, you're obscene.
Chapter 12 : Sweet Freedom - Scott's Solo Mission
Hours had passed since Crusher's attack on Middleton high and Scott's monstrous transformation. After Scott had regained control over his power he passed out and his swords un-fused from his body. Doug and Ron then loaded him up in Kim's Hummer with Tara. Ron then hopped into Scott's Viper and followed his friends back to the mansion.
Since that time Tara had remained in Scott's room and Scott was apparently still unconscious. To their surprise Dr. Director had just shown up and asked how Scott was. No sooner than they sit down to start talking about the new problem did a very pale looking Tara walk into the room carrying a answering machine.
"Is….is Scott here…did he come down?" She asked nervously.
"Uh-oh…." Doug and Ron muttered in unison.
That was all the confirmation that Tara needed and she began to cry. While in tears she played the recording to finalize the others suspicions. The girls were all shocked and horrified by the crude and terrible remarks that Crusher's recorded voice made. Josh and Felix scowled…both wanting to get their own hands on the sick son of a bitch. Kelly joined Tara in her tears as she feared for her other brother's safety. Ron and Doug let out growls through gritted teeth and slammed their fists into the wall leaving two fist shaped holes.
"That damn sick genetically enhanced freak of friggin nature!" Doug spat. "How could anyone be that damn low?"
"I don't know." Ron growled and picked up one of the bricks that had fallen from the wall. "But if Scott leaves anything of that bastard….I'll finish the job myself." Ron's hand gripped the brick tightly and the piece of masonry shattered and crumbled under is iron grip….Kim and the girls gulped, it took a lot for Ron to get that angry.
"Don't count me out….I'd like to give that sick bastard a Dynamite enema." Doug snarled.
That remark had caused everyone but Ron and Betty to pale at the thought of a lit stick of powerful explosives being rammed up someone's rectum.
"We have to help him!" Tara said through tears. "Scott could get hurt or…or….worse!"
Dr. Director shook her head sadly. "I am sorry Ms King but there is nothing we can do."
"What!" Tara shrieked. "Do you honestly hate this family so much that you'd abandon them at every sign of danger….do you DAMMIT!"
Dr. Director looked as if someone had slapped her in the face and then punched her in the gut. That had hurt.
"ENOUGH!" Doug shouted. "You can't blame GJ for this or for past mistakes." He then turned to Betty and tossed a jar to her…a jar with a human eye in it. "Next time you go into a fight Betty…try not to leave pieces behind."
"But GJ has tons of agents!" Tara said franticly. "Surely with enough people we could stop that…that monster and save Scott!"
"No Tara." Ron said softly with emotion lingering in his tone. "They can't and We won't. GJ can't help him…if they were to attack now Scott would get killed in the cross fire and his element of surprise would be ruined. We won't help him because this is HIS fight. Scott needs to do this…he needs to face his greatest fears and his past or he'll never be able to see his future. If I'm ever in the same situation…I'd hope that all of you would let me do what I needed."
"Ron is right." Doug stated. "All of us in some form or another have demons in our pasts that need to be vanquished. Only by doing it alone can peace truly be found. Every man has a time in their lives when they need to fight….mine came when I faced the Barron…we have to believe in Scott, believe that he will be victorious and live through this experience….I'm sure that he will….he has something to live for now." Doug said glancing at Tara.
"Just who…or what is Crusher?" Kim asked, she was worried about her friend too but she also wanted information.
Dr. Director sighed and motioned for everyone to take a seat. "His full name is Ashton "Crusher" Stone. He comes from a very long line of mercenary's and assassins. The Stone family for generations had been feuding with the Storm family. At one time they had been related but how they became enemies hasn't been known for generations."
"We believe it is because the Storm family got out of the shadier businesses and started to help people with their knowledge's in science's and medical technology. One by one the Storm family was picked off until only Scott remained. Crusher is also the last of his family….he is also insane. He believes that if he destroys the last Storm on earth that it will somehow regain his family's respect." Betty stopped for a second. "Crusher's occupation is pain, torture and gruesome deaths and he works for the highest bidder. He has a thing for literately crushing his victims to death and then collecting their blood to add to his collection……he is known for drinking part of the blood he collects. He is also known for committing violent rape on woman and child alike…..all of his female victims are raped before he or one of his hired hands finishes them off. To further complicate matters he had his body genetically altered and enhanced to be near super human so we at GJ have had a terrible time trying to bring him in."
Tara was wailing and in hysterics after Dr. Director finished her explanation of Crusher. Kelly got up and took her to Scott's room in hopes the poor girl would calm down a little and get some rest.
Ron didn't say a single word, he just turned around and teleported out of sight…his face stoic but his rage could be seen burning within his eyes. Doug just huffed and let out a grunt before going to his workshop, he also needed to vent his frustraition and the best way for him to do that was to work on his explosives.
Dr. Director wanted to go and offer some comfort to Tara but she figured her presence would be unwelcome. Sighing she got up from her seat and informed the others that she was returning to HQ. Since there was nothing she could do here she decided it would be best that she left.
"What's going on with Tara?" Bonnie asked worriedly once Betty had left. "I know she has every right to be upset and scared….hell I'm scared too…Scott is one of my only friends besides the rest of you guys….but isn't she getting a little to upset?"
Monique and Kim looked at each other and nodded. "It's because of the soul bonds." Monique said quietly.
"Monique, Tara and I are soul bonded to Doug, Scott and Ron respectively. Because of this bond we share a little of their power…but we also share their pain, suffering, happiness and other emotions as well as thoughts and memories. Our souls are bonded to them until the day they die and due to their powers that will take a long time…so we also share their life force…it's kind of a complicated yet wonderful thing." Kim explained.
Bonnie paled. "So…th..that means if Scott…dies….that Tara will….." She trailed off.
Monique nodded. "If Scott dies…Tara will loose all her will to live and die as well. If she were to die…Scott would still live but he would never feel whole again and he could loose himself in his powers and turn evil. That is one of the many prices we pay for being bonded with them and it's a price we will happily continue to pay for as long as we live." Monique stated and Kim nodded.
"This is some pretty deep shit." Felix muttered.
"Yeah….I never knew you guys had to pay such a heavy price for being bonded." Josh added.
"Well Kim is the lucky one so far as she hasn't had to experience this sort of thing….it was the worst day of my life when Doug left to hunt down Barron Karnoff. I was so scared and terrified that I'd loose the only man I had ever loved. If Doug died that night…..death would had been a welcome factor….." Monique trailed off as her emotions played across her brown eyes. "I think I better go and help Tara through this."
Monique left the room in hopes of offering Tara a little comfort…she knew all to well what the poor girl was going through and didn't want her to have to deal with it alone. Kim stood up as well, her emotions were flooding through her in waves. She put her arms around herself and felt suddenly cold as she reached out through her link and found Ron at the lake.
"I…I'm sorry to just take off…but I really need Ron right now." Kim said quickly and hurried off to find her lover and his comforting embrace.
Josh got up and followed Monique to Kelly, he needed her and he was sure she needed him. Bonnie just sat down in Felix's lap as he put his arms around her to offer warmth and comfort. She was worried about her friends and scared, only the warmth and embrace of her boyfriend offered her any comfort at the moment.
Felix sat lost in thought and he comforted the woman in his arms. It looks like that old comic book writer…Stan Lee, was right. "With great power comes great Responsibility." He was just now realizing that no matter how powerful a person is a price must always be paid for that power and that no one is truly invincible.
Pale moonlight lit up the rocky quarry that sat before the entrance to the Middleton Copper mines. A cold and chilling wind swept through the area as dust swirled about. A single figure was hiding in the shadows on a small outcropping of stone, his long mane of hair dancing in the cold night winds.
Scott Storm looked over the quarry and at the various armed lackeys roaming about. His face set like stone and his eyes colder than ice as his first victim…or prey walked beneath him.
Scott dropped from the outcropping like a raptor moving in for the kill, in a flash one sword removed the mans gun arm and the second blade removed his head. The mans head rolled off to the side with a calm look on his face, he never knew what had hit him. Scott quickly wiped the blood spatter off onto the other mans body and moved back into the darkness.
"Figures that fucker couldn't leave this one on one." Scott grumbled to himself.
Scott looked over the quarry and the armed men walking about. There was little places for him to hide or use stealth. The armed guards were carrying assault rifles and were most likely there to tier him out or injure him before he could head into the mine shaft after Crusher. He had done a good study on the mine thanks to some geographical maps of the area he uploaded via Kimmunicator. The Mine was more or less a huge hole in the ground and didn't go very far in…about a mile or so.
A feral grin crossed Scott's features, if Crusher wanted to play then he was more than willing to have a little fun. He didn't need to unleash the dragon just yet. And since his element of surprise didn't really matter….it was time to start this little party.
Reaching into his side pack he pulled out two of Doug's "Block Buster" grenades and pulled their pins and tossed them right into the center of the quarry.
"BBBBOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM!"
A massive explosion rocked the entire area throwing rocks and guards all over the place. A large group of at least thirty more armed guards ran out of the mines while the remaining ones outside that weren't hurt got into various construction vehicles scattered on the site.
From out of the smoke and flames walked Scott…his eyes glowing bright violet with slit-like pupils. "Hello boys…lets get this little gang bang started." Scott snarled and drew his magnums.
Ron had been a bit surprised when Kim had found him and cuddled up to him like a lost frightened child. He knew that she was terrified of the day that she would have to face what Monique had and Tara was facing at the moment.
As much as he wanted to tell her not to worry and that it wouldn't happen he couldn't. Not only was it a big fat lie but Ron wasn't one to back down from a fight to protect her or his friends even if he knew there was a good chance he would get killed.
Besides….eventually his fate and his destiny would catch up with him and he would have to face a great evil…..and he alone would be the only one that could defeat it…only he could kill it. Not even Doug or Scott could help him when the time came.
Ron sighed and looked down at the girl in his arms. "KP….are you going to be alright?" He asked in a tender tone reserved her only.
Kim looked up at him and he was shocked to see tears falling from her beautiful emerald eyes. "I…I'm scared Ron." She confessed. "How long is it going to be before you have to go off and fight against an impossible foe? Will you come back to me alive or in a body bag?" Sobs began wracking her petite body and Ron pulled her closer to him. "I can't do it……I can't….if you ever die I…..I…..I can't live without you….I don't want too." She cried.
"KP…." Ron said tenderly. "I couldn't live without you either. But you must realize that one day I will have to fight. Not just to protect you…the woman I love…but to protect all life on this planet. I can promise you this though…no matter what happens I will always love you and I'll always do my best to return to you….even if I have to storm the gates of hell itself…I will come back to you."
Ron then lifted her chin with his finger and thumb and placed a passionate love filled kiss on her in hopes to calm her. Kim clung tighter to him and returned the passion. She wasn't sure what the future would hold but the best they could do was take it one day at a time.
Doug and Monique stood on the outside balcony of the mansion as they watched Ron comfort Kim. Tara had fallen into a fitful sleep and Josh and Kelly offered to keep watch on her.
"Do you think she will be alright when Ron's time comes to fight?" Monique asked snuggling into Doug's side.
Doug sighed. "She is a very strong young woman…but even the strongest person needs help sometimes. Take Ron for example…he's the strongest and most powerful of the three of us and yet he still needs help at times. We are all human…we can fail or we can achieve our goals depending on how hard we try." Doug said softly…a far shot from his usual joking self.
Monique nodded. "You're right." Monique stated. "I doubt much could ever deter Ron…or Scott for that matter from doing what they need to do. All three of you are alike that way you never give up and you guys never stop fighting for what you believe in."
"That's because we have too much to loose if we did." Doug answered honestly. "Saving the world is fine and all but without you girls….the world wouldn't be worth saving to us, it's why we fight with all we got. Ron fights to keep Kim safe and happy, I fight for you….and Scott…he fights for Tara….she is the only person besides us that give his life any meaning."
"But what about Ron's big destiny or whatever it is?" Monique asked.
"That is a battle that only he can win…and he must do it alone when the time comes. He once told me that he will face his destiny and accept his fate for only three reasons. To protect Kim, To protect us and finally to protect all the innocents of this world. And with that he named the same reasons Scott and I fight too…we may not be able to help him in the end…but we'll be damned if we don't help him right up to it." Doug stated strongly.
"Do you think Scott is going to make it Baby boy?" Monique asked worriedly.
Doug smiled sadly. "As long as we believe in him…he will Baby girl." Doug said and looked up at the moon as soft clouds flitted past it adding to the twilight.
Scott ran through a barrage of bullets with inhuman speed, the occasional sting from a bullet graze was lost to him as he fought off Crusher's minions. This was getting him no where fast, as soon as he killed one enemy several others popped out of the damn mine entrance.
Bodies and blood littered the stone floor of the quarry. Some bodies were in one piece while others lay in bloody chunks. Scott could feel the dragon begging for release…it craved blood….it's only desire to help its master vanquish the evils around him.
Scott cursed as thirty more troops dropped from the skies in heavily armored combat droids. The time for playing was now over….Scott was sick of this bullshit…sick of playing Crusher's damn games.
Scott drew his mystic blades as a pillar of purple and gold light shot from his body into the night sky. The twin swords vanished as they melded into his body. His muscles bulged and his battle suit ripped off his upper body as a pair of black and purple dragon wings shot out from his back followed by a long spined tail. His hands became clawed and sharp spines shot out from his elbows, fangs and razor sharp teeth filled his mouth as he let out a roar…the dragon had awakened…but this time Scott was the one in control.
"Time to heat things up!" Scott snarled.
Pillars of fire burst from the ground all around Scott and consumed anyone caught within them. A Bulldozer shot past him nearly running him over. Scott scowled and whirled around on his attacker and vehicle.
"Why don't you just fucking chill!" Scott snapped and blasted the machine and person inside with a beam of ice. Scott then shot towards it, his wings flapping wildly, and slammed his clawed fist into the block of ice. It shattered into thousands of shards from the force of the blow.
Ten armored droids charged up from behind. Scott whirled back around. "Let's Rock n Roll!" Scott growled and thrust his fist into the ground.
Sharp pillars of stone shot up from the ground impaling the ten droids and to finish the job Scott shot a massive bolt of lightning into them, ten massive explosions thundered throughout the quarry as stone and shrapnel shot in all directions.
Shriek the lips
Across a ragged tongue,
Convulsing together.
Sing violently,
Move the jaw
Cry out loud.
Bound up the Dead
Triumphantly
Crusher walked out of the cave clapping his massive hands as the twenty remaining troops gathered around him. His suit restored and black energy crackling around him as an insane smirk crossed his lips.
"Very good boy!" Crusher barked with amusement. "This has been quite the entertaining show! Now…" He snarled looking at his troops. "KILL HIM!" He bellowed.
"I don't think so." Scott growled. "This ends tonight…Ashton…with your fucking body at my feet! You are never going to hurt another innocent person again!"
""Such bravado!" Crusher chuckled madly. "Let's see if you can back it up boy!"
The ragged they come and
The ragged they kill!
You pray so hard on bloody knees.
The ragged they come and
The ragged they kill!
Down in the cool air I can see.
Twenty armored battle droids surrounded the humanoid dragon. The area was silent save for the crackling of burning wreckage. The wind picked up ever so slightly and a single droid dared to move but an inch.
"BAMMM!" Scott whipped around and shoved his fist into and through the droid and then charged it with electricity before slamming it into another. The two machines crashed and blew up forty feet away.
Scott let out another beast-like roar and shot into the fray. One of the droids got in a lucky shot with a sharp blade attached to its arm and slashed Scott across the gut. Scott's answer to this was to rip its arm off and impale the damn thing with its own blade.
Hey, Yeah - I'm the one that you wanted
Hey, Yeah - I'm your Superbeast
Hey, Yeah - I'm the one that you wanted
Hey, Yeah - I'm your Superbeast
"Shit…the little bastard has gotten stronger…no matter, he has no chance against me or my power." Crusher thought as Scott continued to tear through droid after droid.
"Time for you to split!" Scott snarled and ripped another droid in two while his tail savagely removed the head of one behind him.
Scott had to admit…he was getting tired. He had several very nasty cuts on his torso and his body was littered with smaller ones. Blood was flowing freely from them but that didn't matter to Scott. All that mattered to him was stopping Crusher once and for all and then returning to the woman he loves.
Scott shook himself from his thoughts and continued his assault on the droids. The sounds of metal ripping, crunching and being smashed into oblivion rang through the area as all but one final droid stood between Scott and Crusher.
Stir the limbs across the wrist,
Full possession of memory.
Bury me as a dog,
Icy hands surrounding me.
The final droid charged Scott with reckless abandon. Scott snorted and grabbed the blasted machine by its head, flipped it over his body and harshly into the ground before using his elements to call a stone spike up to impale it through the middle.
Scott then turned around to face the man that had caused his life so much pain…the murderer of his parents. The man that threatened the lives of his friends…of the woman he loves. So many innocent people had lost their lives to this sick bastard….never again.
"On shall stand…..one shall fall." Scott said without emotion.
"It is a good night to die….I'm sure that your parents will be happy to see you….you can tell your mother hello for me." Crusher taunted.
"Are you going to spout shit all night or are we going to finish this?" Scott growled.
"My aren't we in a hurry….no matter. The sooner I'm done with you the sooner your little blonde slut will be screaming my name….before I crush her skull open and collect her precious fluids that is." Crusher said licking his lips.
The ragged they come and
The ragged they kill!
You pray so hard on bloody knees.
The ragged they come and
The ragged they kill!
Down in the cool air I can see.
At this point fire could be seen huffing out of Scott's flared nostrils, wind was violently billowing his hair towards the night sky, the earth around him seemed to shake as if froze at his feet, lightning filled the sky as thunder crashed. His tail swayed behind him like a cobra preparing to strike and his wings stood out around his muscular form giving him a demonic look.
Crusher smirked at his foe and shot a massive ball of black energy at Scott. The smirk was wiped from his knarled face when Scott belted away his attack like a beach ball.
"Now that is no way to use the Shadow Element." Scott said with a predatory grin. "This is."
Black energy swirled around Scott's hand and formed itself into a sword of pure energy. White light then flashed on his other hand and formed a white energy sword. Crusher stepped back a bit as fear started to set in.
"Did I forget to mention….once the dragon within was unleashed so was the elements of light and shadow…..I'd thank you for it….if you weren't such a sick fucking bastard." Scott snarled.
Hey, Yeah - I'm the one that you wanted
Hey, Yeah - I'm your Superbeast
Hey, Yeah - I'm the one that you wanted
Hey, Yeah - I'm your Superbeast
Crusher roared in anger and charged full tilt at Scott. A massive black battle axe of shadow energy appearing in his hands. He thrust his black axe down upon Scott's crossed elemental blades.
Lightning flashed across the sky as the manifested weapons met and thunder cracked to signify the final fight between bitter foes. Another flash of lightning and the two warriors broke into a frenzy of strikes and slashes. Both nailing each other a few times but neither backing down.
Scott winced as blood flowed from the large gash across his chest but otherwise ignored the pain. Crusher wasn't going any better with the massive slash Scott had put across his gut.
Crusher made for another attack but this time Scott did something unexpected. He dismissed his elemental blades and leapt into the air. One swift twist mid-air and Scott's foot met its mark, right in the center of Crusher's face.
Shriek the lips
Across a ragged tongue,
Convulsing together.
Sing violently,
Move the jaw
Cry out loud.
Bound up the Dead
Triumphantly
The massive man staggered back a few feet as crimson fluid gusher out his broken nose. Turning his head he spit several teeth out onto the ground with a fair amount of blood. He was furious…no one had ever toppled him before and yet this little winged, blonde freak had done what no one else had.
"I will not lose this fight….I refuse to lose to a fucking freak like you!" Crusher bellowed in anger.
"Look in the mirror lately bright eyes?" Scott snarled. "You're the last one that should call anyone a fucking freak of nature!"
"I'll KILL YOU!" Crusher roared.
The ragged they come and
The ragged they kill!
You pray so hard on bloody knees.
The ragged they come and
The ragged they kill!
Down in the cool air I can see.
"It's over Crusher….I'll never let you hurt anyone else ever again!" Scott shout and blocked the massive mans fist with his own.
"SHUT IT YOU STUPID LITTLE BEAST!" Crusher growled.
"A Beast am I…..Perhaps I should show you just how Beast-like I can BE!" Scott roared.
Hey, Yeah - I'm the one that you wanted
Hey, Yeah - I'm your Superbeast
Hey, Yeah - I'm the one that you wanted
Hey, Yeah - I'm your Superbeast
Crusher found himself knocked back painfully as Scott began to shift forms again. His body grew massive in size as his neck lengthened out, his face shifting and turning into what resembled a dinosaurs but with spines and horns. White skin turned jet black and covered with scales….Scott Storm had turned into a creature of legend…a mighty Dragon.
The mighty beast let out a roar and stomped over to the now terrified Crusher. "This is for my parents you son of a bitch!" A deep growling voice thundered from the dragon's razor toothed maw.
A massive talon closed around Crusher's body and then slammed him several times into the stone quarry wall. Blood spattered from the massive mans body as sharp stone cut into his skin and through his armored suit.
The Dragon then slammed him to the ground and crushed his metal clad fists under foot. Beaten but not ready to give up Crusher watched as Scott shifted back to his half dragon form. His foe was clutching the wound on his side as blood dribbled out over his clawed fingers. Energy could be seen gathering around his body.
Crusher wheezing and battered beyond belief barely managed to stagger to his feet. The insane grin still on his face as he let out a cold mirthless laugh.
"V…very good….boy." Crusher wheezed as blood fell from his mouth. "I'll……see you in…hell…."
"You first." Scott growled and then thrust his clawed hands at Crusher unleashing a massive multi-colored beam of pure elemental energy.
Crusher's eyes widened in disbelief as the beam of energy impacted with his massive battered form. His roars and howls of anger and pain could be heard throughout the area as the attack tore through his body and sent him flying into the old mine shaft.
The massive insane criminal's body impacted with many objects before slamming savagely into the back wall of the cavern. Upon impact his body was ripped apart by the sheer force of the hit and then incinerated as the energy exploded.
All that remained of the Middleton Copper mine was a massive mile wide and deep smoldering crater. The shockwave from the attack had been felt as far as Upperton and Lowerton.
Scott now stood alone in the midst of the carnage and death that surrounded him. Bodies of dead henchmen littered the grounds as their blood glistened in the pale moon light.
He dropped to one knee holding his wound once again. His power nearly exhausted and his body in need of medical attention. But that didn't matter at the moment…he was free…he was finally free of the demon that had haunted his past. He had done it…faced and conquered his fears and his past. Now he could live…and return to the woman that made his life worth living.
The mansion was quiet as most everyone had gone to bed. Only Doug and Ron remained awake at the moment. Everyone else was sleeping in their rooms or guest rooms. Tara was still sleeping as well…but it was a fitful sleep.
They turned around as the front door opened and a disheveled and wounded Scott limped his way into the door. He looked like hell; his body was littered with cuts, blood and bruises. It would easily take a day for his powers to heal them.
Doug and Ron got up from their seats and walked over to their battered brother.
"Well buddy….did you get him?" Doug asked.
Scott smiled and gave a thumbs up. "I didn't leave enough of the bastard to put in a match box." Scott chuckled a bit and then winced. "Ohhh that friggin smarts." He said clutching the deep gash on his side.
Ron smiled at his friend and took his swords and guns from him. "I'm glad to see that you've finally come to terms with your past and fears."
"Yeah…..but I never wanna have to do that again…I feel like I've been put through a meat grinder." Scott chuckled weakly as Doug helped to steady him.
"Good thing we thought to get the emergency medical kit out huh?" Ron chuckled.
"No shit Sherlock." Scott laughed and winced again.
Just as the three friends were making their way to the couch and medical kit a sobbing gasp was heard from the stairs. Tara was standing there in her night dress as tears streamed from sad yet joyful eyes.
Scott limped towards her a bit, Doug and Ron decided that now would be a good time to leave. Scott could have Tara help patch him up and they needed some time to themselves. So they snuck away with relieved smiles gracing their faces.
"You…you came back…." Tara sobbed out.
Scott smiled at her and gently stroked her cheek with his hand. "I'll always come back to you…without you my life has no meaning." Scott said softly.
Tara let out another sob and flung herself into his strong arms and cried into his chest, her tears mixing with his blood. He was drained and a bit weak but nothing was going to stop him from comforting his angel.
"I'm sorry that I lost control earlier today….I almost hurt you." Scott said as his own tears began to fall…that was something that hadn't happened in many years. "I'm so sorry." Scott muttered.
Tara looked up and let out a small gasp. No one…not even Doug had ever seen Scott shed a single tear and yet here was one of the three strongest men she knew in tears over something he had no control over at the time.
"Scott…look at me." Tara said softly but with conviction. Their tear filled eyes met and their love for each other could be clearly seen. "It wasn't your fault and you know it. I don't blame you for what happened…I'm surprised with your horrible past that you've turned out to be such a wonderful man. I love you, that will never change…not now…not ever…I promise." Tara said and kissed him with all the passion and love she could muster.
"I love you too, Tara." Scott answered after the kiss ended. A smile crossed his lips, one that finally fully met his dual colored eyes. "I'm free….I'm finally free from my past and the demons that haunted me…we can live our lives together now…I'm free."
Tara smiled and kissed him once again. "For now Hon, why don't we get you patched up, cleaned up and into bed. I'm sure you need some rest." She said and led him to the couch and medical kit.
After a good patching up and a thorough cleaning Tara led Scott back to his room. The two young lovers fell onto the bed as exhaustion took over their bodies. They muttered to each other their love before sleep claimed them…..for the first time in ten long years Scott Storm had a restful dreamless sleep.
Disclaimer : We do not own Kim Possible
"SuperBeast"
By : Rob Zombie
Authors : DragonMaster & Doug4422