Disclaimer and A/N: The Walt Disney Company possesses the rights to the series Kim Possible. I use the locations and characters for my stories but don't get paid. Two events are about to happen at the Yamanouchi School. A wedding is on the way, but first Monkey Fist is coming.
Chapter 7 Round One
"Is everything is set for Monkey Fist?" Kim asked. "Can I help with some of the preparations for the wedding?"
"The school is ready for the wedding," Yori answered. "Ron has been busy while Rufus and I made arrangements for the fight." She gave the little pink guy on her shoulder a high five and quick belly rub.
"Bring him on!" Rufus yelled.
A low, gravelly voice said, "He is on his...AHEM!" Ron coughed to clear his throat. "Sorry KP," he said in his normal voice. "He's on his way and will be here in fifteen minutes, just after sun down."
"Right," Kim said as she snugged the tie of her gi. "Which way are they coming from Ron?"
"That, I can't tell you," Ron' head sank to his chest.
"What?" Kim asked. "I thought you said you know all. Don't you know the outcome of the fight?"
"Well," Ron scratched the back of his head, "yes and no."
"What does that mean Ron-san?" Yori queried.
"Wellll, I see the fight but certain specifics are missing." Ron looked at the two girls. "The future's not set in stone. There is free will and other factors that always cloud the events to come."
"That is true Stoppable-san," Sensei chanted as he neared the teens. "While the events are inevitable, the specifics and outcome are not. William Shakespeare was correct when he wrote 'All the world is a stage and we are but mere actors.' He should have added that we do not always follow the script."
"So Ron, what can you tell us about the fight?" Kim asked warily
Ron closed his eyes for a second. When they opened the blue glow shone bright. Kim braced herself for Ron's 'Power Voice' as she had come to call it. When he finally spoke his voice was almost normal but came out two octaves lower than normal. "Lord Montgomery Fisk shall arrive with his legion. He has bonded with the Power. The battle shall be short and fierce and it will appear they might win. The Good shall prevail but all shall be injured. Lord Fisk escapes." Ron closed his eyes and wobbled a little. Kim and Yori caught him before he fell to the ground.
"Ron!" Kim yelled. "Oh snap, not now!"
"I'll be O.K. in a minute Kim," Ron said in his normal voice. "This time I got a little fuzzy when it happened but it's way not as bad as before." He stood up and took a deep cleansing breath. "Kim, Yori, Master Sensei, I gotta tell you Monkey Fist has changed. He will be extremely fast and I think I'm the only one that can handle him."
"Ron, you know I'm better at Kung Fu than you are," Kim said flatly. "I think I'm the one who should take him on."
Ron's hands glowed blue as he placed them on Yori and Kim's shoulder. The two staggered a bit then straightened back up. "What just happened Ron?" Kim asked, shaking her head to clear it.
"I just obtained all the knowledge you two know about Martial Arts," Ron growled in his new Power Voice. "I now have all the skills I need to take on Monkey Fist."
"What?" both Yori and Kim said in unison.
Ron placed his palms together and bowed to the girls. "We have some time," he affected the basic horse stance, "how about a little warm up." His fists took a defensive position as his left foot slid forward. Both girls looked at Sensei and he nodded. "Come at me with all you got. I'll return the same but I'll pull my punches," Ron grinned wickedly, "but only slightly." The girls didn't move. "I give you the one finger taunt," Ron sang and wagged a single finger at them and pleaded, "Come on."
Kim looked at Yori. Yori shrugged and charged at Ron. She led with a flying straight leg kick. Ron pirouetted, letting her soar past him. Kim came in low with a leg sweep. Ron hopped over it like he was skipping rope. Yori tried to sneak behind him and threw a chop at his neck. Ron crouched slightly, raised both hands above his head and caught her hand. He continued the crouch and, using her forward momentum, threw Yori over his head ten feet. She landed in a roll and came up in a low stance. Kim tried another leg sweep but Ron countered by kicking at the oncoming leg, spinning her back onto her butt.
"Come on you two," Ron taunted. "You can do better than that."
Kim got up off the ground and looked to Yori. The two exchanged wicked smirks and charged. A flurry of punches, kicks and chops reigned down on Ron for a full two minutes. He yawned as he parried the blows with ease.
Suddenly, with a speed neither Yori or Kim could comprehend, Ron grabbed a hand of each of the girls, spun around twice and tossed them twenty feet. "OW!" Yori yelped when she landed on her bottom. Kim tried to roll into her landing but came down awkwardly.
Kim looked up from the ground at Ron. She blinked her eyes once and Ron was at her side. "I'm so sorry KP. I thought you'd stick your landing." He reached his hand out and helped her up. Kim blinked her eyes again and he was next to Yori, helping her to her feet. Suddenly he was beside her again.
"How did you get to me so fast?" Kim marveled aloud. "You covered eight or ten yards in a split second."
Ron blushed a bit as Yori and Sensei joined them. "I got a bit of a upgrade when the Power merged with me," Ron softly said. "I told you Monkey Fist has bonded with the Dark Power and is much faster. Well, I'm a lot faster since I got the Good Power and now I possess all the skills you and Yori have."
"Therefore, Ron is the ideal person to take on Monkey Fist," Sensei concluded.
Kim took Ron's hands in hers. "I'm sorry Ron. It's hard for me to wrap my mind around your improvements. Just last week when we sparred I was tossing you around. Now you're blocking all my best shots and move like lightning."
"Don't worry Kim," Ron cooed as her enfolded her in his arms. "Just think of me as Ron Stoppable, version 4.0"
Kim and Yori giggled at his lame attempt at being witty. "But you still have your American sense of humor," Yori said, still giggling.
Ron turned his head and gazed off into the distance. He lowered his hands from around Kim's neck and leaned in for a quick kiss. "It's time," he whispered.
Screeches came from the other side of the outer walls. Yori spun and faced one wall. Her fists clenched, ready for the assault. Kim turned to face another point of the compass and struck her best Karate pose. Ron and Sensei faced the walls not observed by the two girls. Monkey ninjas suddenly appeared atop the parapets.
"I have come for the Lotus Blade," Monkey Fist yelled as he walked simian-like through the archway door in the front wall. "Surrender it now or face devastation!"
The four white gi clad people in the middle of the courtyard face the bellicose but nonchalant intruder. "Well butter my butt and call me a biscuit, look who's here," Ron sauntered forward and greeted his arch foe. "Hey Monty, I thought we had a truce until after the honeymoon?"
"I grew impatient," the monkey man answered. "It is time for me and my legion to rule the world!"
"I have one question before you try," Ron said in a casual manner. "When you bought your title of Lord off the Internet, did it come with a certificate of authenticity?"
"How dare you mock me whelp?" Monkey Fist screeched in rage. His arms stretched up to the sky. "I have grown more powerful than you can ever imagine!"
"I don't know about that," Kim chided. "I have a pretty good imagination, and I don't think you've gotten any better than the last five or six times Ron's kicked your monkey butt."
"Enough of this inane banter. Monkey Ninjas ATTACK!" Monkey Fist yelled.
The small black clad primates leapt off the wall and raced at the white clad quartet. Sensei snapped his fingers and ninja students dressed in white appeared from everywhere. Puffs of smoke poofed and ninjas appeared. They popped up out of the ground, materialized from the walls and dropped from the trees and building tops.
The monkey ninja stopped in their tracks in confusion. "I SAID ATTACK!" screeched Monkey Fist at the top of his lungs.
White verses black. Man verses monkey. Good verses evil. However you want to put it, the fight began. Shuriken flew, Nunchaku swirled, Bo staffs swept in arcs and fists feet and paws struck in a blaze of controlled rage.
Sensei shuffled swiftly forward as he was attacked by three monkey ninja. He parried blows from two sides as he snap-kicked out at the furry fellow in front of him. Sensei's wooden sandal caught his opponent in the face and sent him crashing into the wall in a heap. He blocked a striking paw to his right and sliced a chop to his left that broke the neck of that enemy. The black robed ninja on the right slashed with his claws and tore Sensei's sleeve at the bicep drawing blood. Sensei spun quickly and landed an open hand blow to the last monkey in it's chest, cracking ribs and hurling it over the high wall.
At the same time Yori had three of her own enemies beset upon her. A Tessen appeared in each of her hands. She spread the fans out, slashed at one opponent to her left with the razor sharp edge of the weapon and severed a furry arm from the small attacker. It scurried away and over the wall with a yelp. Yori blocked a fist that came from the right as the monkey that came from the rear landed a kick to the small of her back. She shot her left leg out to catch her forward momentum and swiftly spun on the outstretched limb catching the monkey on her right with a heal to the jaw that cracked loudly. The final black clad fur ball leapt high in the air, trying to attack from above. Yori raised her fans above her head catching the monkey on the outspread blades. The monkey trampolined off the Tessens into the air. Yori quickly flipped her right wrist closing the fan and grabbed a Shuriken from her waist sash. she hurling the keenly honed throwing star at the creature. It caught the monkey in the back of it's head as it tried to back flip away. The petite ninja crashed at her feet.
Kim grimly squared off against three of the little, lithe black attired monkeys. Two went for her legs as the third flew at her head. Kim cartwheeled away from the assault then rapidly performed a back handspring landing on one of the monkeys. She felt the breaking bones of the victim's neck with her bare foot. A smirk briefly flitted across her lips. Kim turned to her right and block the blow that was aimed at her head. She shot out with a straight palm strike that broke the nose of the furry opponent. Kim spun to her last attacker and felt the sharp blow that landed on the side of her left kneecap. She collapsed on the wounded appendage and rolled to stand on her good leg. A fourth opponent came at her from behind but she caught him squarely with a back fist without looking. He scurried away howling loudly. Kim hopped to one side, avoiding a straight leg kick when the third assailant ran at her. The ninja monkey stopped too short and Kim took the opportunity to fall, elbow first, on the tiny foe driving it into the hard packed ground. Kim closed her eyes to prevent the tears of pain from flowing and stifled a scream of agony as she rolled off the silent black form onto her stomach. When her vision cleared from the intense distress she panned the carnage that laid around her. White figures either laid still or were slowly writhing and rising in agony. The two or three small black clad lumps that moved were feebly trying to escape over the wall or through the archway.
Only two silhouettes were still standing in the courtyard. A tall slim black form faced off against a towheaded figure in white. They stood there, face to face mere inches apart but not moving. Both faces were set in stone. Each delivered a stare that could bore a hole in two inches of tempered stainless steel. The eyes of the figure in white glowed blue while the other's eyes where shining a brilliant red. "Your legion is in ruins," Ron's Power voice rumbled menacingly. "Your reign has ended before it's even begun. Save yourself some pain and give it up."
Monkey Fist's voice boomed three octaves lower than normal. "Never," was all he hissed.
The fight Kim witnessed lasted mere seconds. But if you asked her, she would have said it went two or three minutes, there were so many blows thrown.
Monkey Fist lashed out first with a straight jab aimed at Ron's jaw. Ron's head shot to the side, avoiding the blow. He countered with a fist to the abdomen of his opponent but caught only air. Ron's momentum carried him forward so his back was to Fist. The monkey man slashed a chop intended for Ron's neck but was blocked as Ron spun quickly to deflect it with an up and outward thrust of his left hand. Monkey Fist took the momentum given to him by the deflection to whirl into a spinning back kick that landed on Ron's upper arm knocking him three feet away. Ron stopped quickly and immediately sprung back with a straight fist to the black figure's jaw. A rumbling noise came from the connection of fist and jaw. Ron continued the assault with a plethora rapid punches to the torso. Fist's back peddling turned into a back flip that almost caught Ron on the jaw with a furry foot/paw. Monkey Fist launched himself forward intending to tackle Ron, but he cartwheeled to one side and connected with a spinning back heel to his arch foes neck sending the Man Monkey to the ground. Fist rose quickly and wiped where his side burn should of been, being partially scraped off by the hard rough ground. He charged in a fit of rage, swinging wildly at Ron. Ron blocked all the blows for what seemed like a full minute. Slowly his face changed from that of set determination to a hint of a smile. Ron struck swiftly with a flat palm to the chest after a right cross grazed his arm. The sound of thunder peeled from the blow and echoed into the near mountains. Monkey Fist staggered back from the strike and clutched his damaged ribs with one hand. His other hand snaked down inside the black sash around his waist and produced three small marble-sized pellets. Monkey Fist reared back and howled and screeched at the top of his lungs. Surprised by the intensity of the cacophony, Ron closed his eyes and covered his ears. Monkey Fist threw the three tiny spheres between he and Ron. All three exploded upon impact, two spewed a thick black smoke while the third exploded, sending a shock wave that knocked Ron onto his back.
This seems like a good place to end the chapter. It will give you a chance to go to the bathroom and get something to drink before reading further. I need a break myself.