Kim Possible and Street Hawk: Ranger's Eyes p 10

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Arrival and Cemetery Visit

Two hours later, Team Hawk arrives into Colorado airspace and War Bird veers off toward Upperton. Norman catches this and calls her. "War Bird, where are you going?"

"I'm going to visit a friend in Upperton, Norman. Don't sweat it."

"All right. We'll see you in ComCen."

"Roger that, Norman." With that, contact ends and Sky Base proceeds on to Middleton and the airfield. While War Bird heads for a spot unknown in Upperton.

Thirty minutes later, Sky Base lands at the airfield and heads right into it's hangar. Once the massive aircraft stops, the team proceeds to unload the pickup and van, with the cycles contained within the van. Once they had secured the hangar, they proceed on to ComCen.

Meanwhile, War Bird is landing at a cemetery in Upperton. One that has a parking lot big enough to hold four tractor-trailer combos. 'It's been a long time since I was here.' Bonnie lands the helo in the empty parking lot and shuts down the twin Lycoming turbines. As the blades stop turning, she exits the helo, helmet still on and visor down.

Shortly, she comes across the headstone she was looking for. White marble-granite, very expensive with a laminated picture embedded into it. On there is a Caucasian boy, about six years old in appearance. She gets onto her knees and looks around before removing her helmet. Gazing upon the name on the headstone, she gives a soft smile.

"Hi Johnny. Yeah, it's Bonnie. Sorry I hadn't been by in a while. I've been kinda busy of late." Bonnie can't help a slight yet soft smirk as she goes on. "Yeah, I've been fighting the good fight. Years after I became an ultra-bitch. I blame my 'Father' for that. I blame myself even more though. All because I wanted his approval. You see, after you died, I wanted to make friends where I had moved to, but 'Daddy' wouldn't hear of it. He insisted on 'cream of the crop', cliques, the whole nine yards. There were two kids that were just like us."

Bonnie's eyes start dripping tears and she sniffles before going on. "They looked so happy to be playing together. I wanted them to be my first new friends, but 'Daddy' didn't approve of them. So, he had me call one of them a 'loser' and a 'freak'. Some time later, he left home, leaving myself, my Mother and sisters all alone. My bitchiness got worse over the years until the greatest thing happened. The one I called a 'loser' chewed my ass up and spat it out. Please, keep in mind that this was a guy I constantly called a 'loser'. He helped me realize that being a bitch was not a good way to live my life."

She wipes her eyes and smiles softly as she traces the picture with her glove-clad fingertip. "You'd have liked meeting him, Johnny. He's kind, loyal, giving, funny, big-hearted. The best things in a person are those qualities. His wife's the same way, given that she saved the world on a frequent basis before he was hurt. I'll have to tell you the story about that later on." Bonnie sighs softly and sadly smiles.

"But, for now, I have some news for you. The guy that killed you has been captured. True, it was involuntary on his part, but he did leave the scene of a fatal accident. That's not the worst of it. Turns out he was a mob hit man in Upperton to kill a guy that was about to testify against a mobster. He had hit you by accident and enjoyed it. Needless to say, the mob didn't like that very much. So, they put a contract out on his head. To date, everyone that tried to collect had died."

Her hands clench into fists as she goes on. "He was captured in Texas when my friends and I extradited my 'Father' to stand trial. He was hired to kill us, possibly by a group called the Sho-Da-Kah. You see, my friends, husband and I are Team Hawk. We had stopped the Sho-Da-Kah's plans quite a few times and I guess they're getting sick and tired of having their asses handed to them. Well, they're going to find out we're not that easy to kill off."

Bonnie lets out a giggle as she adds, "Should we win the day, I'm going to get my husband to knock me up again and I'm naming the child after you if it's a boy. The first friend I ever had and my first crush as a little girl." Tears threaten to pour out of her eyes again as she sobs out, "I miss you so much!" Bonnie then covers her face and weeps into her hands until she feels warmth around her.

With tears running out of her eyes, she looks around and sees no one else. Looking up into the sky, she sees the sun's about to set. "I guess it's time for me to get home, Johnny. I'll come back again, only with my husband and children." At that, she puts her fingers to her lips and presses them to the picture.

Putting her helmet back on and getting up from the ground, she adds, "Just thought I'd let you know about the guy that killed you, Johnny. He's on Death Row in Texas right now. He killed a lot of innocent people just to get our attention. That bastard's going to die for sure."

Giving the headstone a soft wave, she softly says, "Talk to you later, Johnny." As Bonnie walks through the cemetery, she feels increasingly relieved with every step. Upon reaching the helo, she runs her hands along the fuselage and smiles softly behind her visor. "Sooner or later, War Bird, we're going to stop those losers and stop them deader than door-nails. One way or another, they'll be stopped. Even if we have to use a nuclear warhead."

In another part of the world, a terrorist is fuming loudly and cruelly. "We lost so many times, it's not funny!"

"But, Sheik, Team Hawk is too difficult to be killed!"

"No excuses! The hit man you had hired failed miserably and is on Death Row in Texas! What makes you think that Team Hawk will stop with him?"

"Even they can't go forever, Sheik. Sooner or later, they have to realize they can't defeat the Sho-Da-Kah."

"Oh really? Need I remind you of some of the operations the organization had undertaken?" Bringing up a folder, the man begins. "Los Angeles, Shanghai, Lowerton Colorado, Middleton Colorado, Beijing, Detroit in the Cadillac Heights area. We even lost Brother Knight when his 'brother', FLAG and Team Hawk joined forces to stop his plan."

"What was Brother Knight's plan?"

"He was working on a new kind of ammunition, capable of penetrating armor. In fact, this ammunition would have been ideal for our jihad against the Great Satan. We could have destroyed their tanks, sank their ships and killed their devil spawn with this ammunition. But, since that plan was halted, we need a new one."

"So, what do we do, Sheik?"

"Set up a teleconference. Use sat-phones if you have to, but get it done."

"It will be done, Sheik. Allah Akbar."

"Allah Akbar." As the underling goes about fulfilling the command, the very steamed terrorist silently adds, "God willing as well."

In Los Angeles, Police Commissioner Leo Altobelli is finishing the most important memo of his career. He puts his signature on there and reads over it.

'Department Memo:

From; Leo Altobelli

To; All Officers

Re; Retirement

After fifty plus years as an LAPD Officer, it's time for me to retire and take advantage of life. It was my privilege to have worked with some of the finest men and women to ever wear the shield. I submit my recommendation for my second-in-command to serve as interim Commissioner until a final selection is rendered. Officer Richard Nelson has had forty years on the force and knows the streets very well. I'm proud to have had him in my command. My retirement is in three weeks time, from this date.

Leo Altobelli, Police Commissioner; Los Angeles Police Department

"There. It is done. Now, where should I retire to?" Opening a drawer on his desk he brings out a black dart and smiles wryly. 'I'm counting on you to guide me, Mach. Wherever this dart winds up, that's where I'll go.'

He then turns to his eastern wall, bearing a series of maps. Closing his eyes, he swings his arm around and flicks the dart forward. Opening his eyes, he grins with amusement and annoyance. "Oh, very funny, Mach. From one crime zone to another. You must miss me that much. My ulcer's bad enough as it is and you want me to add to it?"

He then shrugs and says, "Oh well, I'm just going up there to retire and that'll be good enough for me. I just hope they have good fishing."

Author's Notes: Pretty tense there, eh? I thought I'd give a little background as to how Bonnie lost her first friend and what had happened. Also thought I'd give her some closure on her past demons. But, there's a big showdown about to happen. There'll be casualties and a dream come true. But that's all I can safely say. For now, please be kind and rewind, seriously!