Disclaimer and A/N: Disney owns Kim and the Gang from the show Kim Possible. I take the characters and write other stories for nothing more than peace of mind. Ron was just soundly defeated by Monkey Fist on the space station. Do you think I'm capable of killing off Ron? ( after all, I did do away with Rufus.) Will I let Monkey Fist win it all? I hope my readers know me better than that. Let's find out.
Chapter 19 Title That Gives Out No Clues
Tears flowed from Kim's eyes as rage filled her very being. "Ron!" she telepathically thought to him, "don't die on me. I LOVE YOU CHIKUSO!"
"Kim!" Ron thought back to her. "Such language from a young blushing bride. I'm shocked! What would your Mother say?"
"You're alive!" Kim sighed in relief. "But your injuries look severe."
Ron chuckled at her. "Oh Kim Of My Life, looks can be deceiving. I let him beat me up. Now his guard is down. How about the other prisoners?"
Kim quickly scanned the station. "They're all in their cells but the doors are unlocked."
"Lock em up now!" Ron ordered her.
Kim balked. "But I'm not sure if I can."
"You can do it," Ron calmly thought. "Just remember what Sensei told us. If you can imagine it, you can make it happen. I'll use the distraction to attack Monkey Fist."
Kim smiled when she saw a very light but distinct blue glow surround Ron's body. She turned her attention to the electronic systems on the space station. "Ah Ha! There it is!" she thought to herself as she triggered the switches to close and lock the cell doors. She then shorted the system out to prevent them from working in the near future.
"Ah, Miss Possible! Very cleaver of you to lock all the villains in their cells," Monkey Fist thought to her. "But it really doesn't matter to me. I was using their release as bait to get Stoppable up here and their usefulness has ended. I was going to dispose of them anyway." The section housing the cell block detached from the station and plunged towards Earth, igniting in a fiery blaze as it hit the atmosphere.
"You Maniac!" Kim scream/thought to Fist.
"But Miss Possible, I just made your job that much easier. Now you won't have to hunt down Killigan, Dementor, Adrena Lynn, Blackout, Aviarius, Drakken or all the others. Did you know the remaining BeBe Robots were also housed in that section?" He sighed. "Too bad they're just a pile of ashes now!"
"First off," Kim thought to Fist, "They were no danger to your plans."
"Maybe not, but they are no danger to anyone now. You should thank me!"
"Secondly," Kim smirked/thought to Monkey Fist, "My name is Kim Stoppable. It has been for a few days now."
"Oh, but I would have imagined you would go back to your maiden name now that you are a widow!" Fist said/thought with glee.
"I'm not a widow," Kim smiled to Fist. "Not by a long shot!"
Fist looked at the floor where Ron was suppose to be dying. "What? Where'd he go?" Monkey Fist said aloud.
"Right here!" Ron affirmed as he side kicked Monkey Fist against a Control Panel. It sparked and fizzled. Ron threw a round house punch that knocked Fist into another panel that violently protested the invading Man Monkey ramming against it's delicate circuitry.
Fist weakly lunged at Ron and grazed his right paw/fist through Ron's unruly corn-colored mop of hair. Ron quickly grabbed the exposed wrist and, using Monkey Fist's momentum, flung him into a third wall that didn't spark and fizzle, just dented a bit. The entire station shuttered as an explosion echoed from below them.
"Kim," Rontelepathicallythoughttohiswife, "I don't think the station will hold up much longer. The plane is already on it's way down to you and should arrive in a few minutes. The auto pilot isn't working so you'll have to fly it yourself."
"Just finish off Fist," Kim scream/thought to him. "I'll be up as soon as possible!"
"You mean as soon as Stoppable," Ron laughed.
"Keep your head in the game!" Kim hollered.
Ron ducked under a feeble attempt at a right cross. He grasped the offending arm and slammed Monkey Fist to the deck. "Had Enough?" he growled.
"Never!" hissed Fist. "I am to be the Ultimate Monkey Master! I am to rule from the stars and be unstoppable!"
Ron laughed a long hearty laugh. "You never got the memo, did you. Your precious Golden Banana made a mistake. It said the Ultimate Monkey Master is to be Ron Stoppable, not unstoppable."
"NOOOOOO!" Fist cried and scrambled toward Ron. He sidestepped the attack and turned to the expected return strike. To his shock and amazement Monkey Fist continued his rush and dashed into an airlock, slamming the door behind him.
Ron raced to the window in the door. "Monty, don't do it!" he yelled, banging his fists against the solid metal portal.
"I must young Stoppable!" Fist said serenely. "You have won." Monkey Fist glowed a brilliant red that seeped through the seals and enveloped Ron. "Fear not Ronald Dean Stoppable, I am happy you have conquered your phobia and accept your destiny. I give you my Power and know that it will complete you and that you will use it wisely. You are the only Ultimate Monkey Master." He stepped back and, without looking, depressed the button that opened the outer door to vacuous space. The rush of air out of the open door pulled the hirsute Lord out of the airlock. Quickly, the negative pressure inflated his body until it exploded into a million tiny indistinguishable pieces. A single spark remained that looped and twisted. "I wish to return to my first passion and explore the universe." Monkey Fist thought to Ron. "I wish you and Kim Stoppable all the best!" The small light swirled and took off towards the infinite.
Ron closed his eyes and softly rapped his head against the door. "God speed," he whispered.
More explosions rocked the space station.
"Ron!" Kim telepathically thought, "I'm taking off now with a friend and we should be with you in thirty minutes or less. I can feel the station breaking up. Can you hang on?"
Ron smiled to himself. "No big!"
Twenty three minutes later the plane nudged it's way through the debris field that used to be a space station. "Ron, what happened?" Kim asked Ron telepathically.
"The station couldn't handle a little Ultimate Battle, that's all." Ron replied. "Keep on course and stop in fifteen seconds... Mark!"
The plane glided to a halt and Kim opened the cargo bay door. Ron, seated in the lotus position and engulfed in a blue glow aura, drifted into the bay. As the door closed and air was pumped in Ron opened his eyes and sighed a heavy sigh of relief. The energy ball faded as he landed gently on the floor. As he crawled through the hatch to the multi room, he was immediately tackled to the floor and smothered with kisses.
"Ron," Kim said between smooches, " don't ever," kiss, "scare me," smooch kiss, " like that," kiss smooch, "again!" big slobbery wet one on the lips.
Ron submitted to the onslaught and embraced the attacker. Finally he was able to say, "KP, can I get up now? I still need to fulfill the prophesies."
"Which one?" Kim begged as she got up off Ron and helped him to his feet.
Ron snaked an arm around her waist. "How many Prophesies are left?"
"Well, I would say three," Kim offered. "The Sixth where Rufus enlightens."
"Rufus did enlighten us," Ron chimed. "He taught us about loss due to his death and he informed us of your pregnancy. He also got you back into the game!"
"You mean I am pregnant and Rufus will be reborn as our son? The ninth Prophesy?" Kim begged/squealed.
"Well, yes and no," Ron answered. "Yes you are with son," his face fell in sorrow, "but it won't be Rufus incarnate. He wants to wander and explore the Universe and he'll be far enough away that talking with him will be difficult in about nine months. He told me he wants to visit other planets. He will be reborn as our second child in about four years."
Kim giggled. "So how many children will we have, oh mystic one?"
"Well...," Ron scratched the back of his head, "that's something we'll have to talk about, it's not set in concrete."
"O.K.," Kim said hesitantly. "Well, there's the eighth Prophesy. You, the Only will oversee all. What does that mean?"
Ron walked into the cockpit and was immediately best upon by the small furry pilot. "Fredrick!" Ron gleefully screamed.
"Hi friend," the petite simian keyed into his wrist communication device.
Ron stood with Fredrick in his arms. "How did you draw the short straw to come up and rescue me?"
"Fredrick at Japan Space Center training astronauts. Heard Ron needed Fredrick. Came right away."
"I appreciate that, thanks," Ron said sincerely.
"Piece of banana cake," Frederick keyed and smiled.
"Well, right now I need to fulfill the last of the Prophesies." He walked to the front window and looked down at the Earth. Fredrick hopped into the pilots seat.
"Beautiful, isn't it," Kim sighed as she snaked her arms around Ron's waist and her head snuggled into his neck.
Ron heaved a heavy sigh. "Yep!" He paused for a minute. "Well, I'm ready to go home."
"But Ron, the Eighth Prophesy!" Kim pleaded.
"KP," Ron said softly, "I oversee everything and am so over it, see? Now, let's go home and tie up a few loose ends."
"But first we could use a little shut eye." Kim kissed him and turned to Fredrick. "Could you take us around the world a few time before landing? Please and thank you."
"Yes sleep. Ha, Ha!" Frederick smiled broadly.
Kim's smiled wickedly. "You read my mind." She grabbed Ron's arm and dragged him toward the multi room.
"That is telepathy," Frederick keyed his communication device and returned to his piloting.
The landing at Yamanouchi was routine but the reception they received was spectacular. The school was decked out in balloons and banners touting the returning heroes and a feast fit for a king was spread out on tables covering the entire courtyard. The Possible and Stoppable families were all there along with Monique, Felix,Wade, Bonny, George and Jason. There were also quite a few heads of State present.
Ron shook the last of the dignitaries hands and turned to Kim and the gang. "What are they doing here? The last guy was from some little country we never covered in geography."
"Everyone saw the Ultimate Battle," Bonny said through a mouthful of Denver Roll. "It was televised Worldwide!"
"How?" Ron queried. "I destroyed the communications panel."
Kim blushed. "That was my doing. I was able to reroute the stations internal monitoring signal through one of the backup circuits. Master Sensei and the students wanted to watch. Somehow it got uplinked to all the communications satellites. I suspect Rufus was behind it."
"Very cleaver woman," Rufus telepathically thought to them.
"But why do it at all?" Ron asked his former companion.
"The Tenth Prophesy!" Rufus boomed with his own Power voice.
"Tenth!" both Ron and Kim sputtered.
"No one bothered to look at the back of the parchment the first nine were written on." An image of the scroll with the nine Prophesies appeared before them. It flipped over and at the bottom were Japanese glyphs that read, 'The Only will return and bring Peace over all the Earth for the rest of their days.'
"Only I knew of the last Prophesy," Master Sensei said as he walked up to the group."I did not want to inflict any undue pressure on you before the Ultimate Battle, so I did not reveal it."
"So what does it mean?" Ron asked. ""We won't have to fight evil anymore?"
"No," Sensei shook his head. "It only means the era of the Super Villain is at an end and you two will be World Diplomats solving the differences between nations."
"But I'm not ready," Kim whined. "I still have classes to take. And Ron has never wanted to be a diplomat."
Sensei smiled. "You are both ready and suited to the task. As you see around you, you two have already brought nations together in a common cause. As for your schooling, what better way to learn that by doing. Common sense will carry you through and," his smile broadened, "you both have an abundance of common sense. Your parents saw to that." He smiled broadly. "Besides, you only need to hold the books to read all you need to know."
Kim looked around at the crowd. "What happened to Dr. Director?"
Sensei frowned and shook his head. " Global Justice is not needed and is disbanding. She is undergoing psychiatric evaluation. It seems she has a persecution complex and delusions of grandeur brought on by years of struggle with her brother."
"And what's Gemini up to?" Ron inquired.
"W.E.E. is in total disarray. Sheldon Director is in a mental hospital being treated for deep depression. It seems he watched your battle, started crying and could not stop. He has been muttering something about his Agent Alpha."
Kim and Ron snickered at the mention of his almost identity. "He was one Chimerito Combo away from signing me up."
"Grande Sized, of course!" everyone sang in unison.