Author's Notes!

Hey there!

Sorry for the super late update. I've been swamped with work recently so was unable to updated as per my schedule.

Beta reader is still open. I don't think I can proofread them, especially with the advent of the 'Ber' months, as what I like to call them. If you're interested, kindly leave a PM and I'll make sure to respond to them as quickly as I can. Specifically, this October I'll be most likely be out of town again, so expect that updates will slowdown for the meanwhile. Another thing, for the first time since last year, I finally got the chance to work around my older works, so maybe in the near future I can close them out as cleanly as possible. Schedule for this story is still as is: WEDNESDAYS OR WEEKENDS.

Anyway, here's the newest chapter! My name's kmtdiccion and here's another exciting update for...


"Possible's Pure Love Road"
by: kmtdiccion


Chapter Twelve:
"Talking With Massacre"


"By the way... The student council person talked to me earlier, right? I got some instructions on what I'll be doing tomorrow, as the last thing to do for the Pickleworks. They apparently want me to pass out flyers at the business district."

Fully refreshed and energized from the lunch Kim brought, Ron informed the redhead about his assigned task. The girl just nodded her head at that while listening to his debriefing. "Handing stuff out at a tourist destination like the business district's plaza is probably the best bet for increasing the number of people coming, not to mention the volume of traffic going in and out of the area. But, it's easy work anyway. We only have class in the morning tomorrow, so we just need to go there in the afternoon and pass out about thirty flyers at the spot we're assigned."

She scrunched her forehead when she heard the number and mumbled "That's not much." The boy then explained "No, it isn't. They apparently don't want to create too much litter by passing out too many... It's a relatively easy job. The others are doing tasks like construction work for the festival grounds. And they said we're free to do whatever we want once we're done. They even gave me a pamphlet with recommended places to go."

Kim smiled at that and said "Well, that's perfect, isn't it?" causing the blonde to nod his head and spoke back "They told me it's a reward for spending all of Saturday putting up posters. And since our work will be light, once we're done with it, we can just go out and have fun."

Ron gave the girl a wink and a massive grin. Kim mirrored his expression and reacted "You're pretty bold, you know that?" The redhead smiled at the prospect of laying back after their work and was already excited to get together for tomorrow. His smile, however, slightly faltered when he remembered one tiny bit of information that could ruin their day "The only thing we have to worry about is that we'll be in the central business district, near the Rockwaller conglomerate offices."

"Hmm?... Oh, right." Kim nodded in agreement while clutching her chin softly with her hand. The place itself wasn't bad compared to the rest of the suburb, but the commercial area is near Go Academy. And Bonnie's Food Chain group is teeming with students from that school, not to mention their network of hideouts scattered throughout the area. Things can get pretty dicey if they were caught.

Ron rubbed his chin and asked "She said that they had almost 250 people, didn't she?" Thinking about their chances, the probability of meeting someone from the rival group doesn't seem low enough to be relaxed. In fact, they may need to be as alert as a machine on stand by if they want to walk out of it alive. The teen furrowed his brows in thought when the redhead suddenly spoke "... No. You don't need to worry about Food Chain's numbers. I'll kick their asses if they show up."

The mention of violence made his stomach to slightly lurch and lightly muttered "I think that's too violent." Kim shook her head and countered with "They already knew that I'm helping you. There's no issue... Although, there is just one person at Go Academy I don't want to run into."

The sudden seriousness her face sports made his brow to rise slightly. To Ron, it sounded like the infamous Bloody Fox is even weary of facing that person to the point she wishes she could at least avoid her during the festival. When he asked about the identity, the girl answered "Her name's Massacre. She's a delinquent that I've got a personal grudge with. The last of Middleton's Three Gods."

Ron couldn't understand why, but the name rang back in his head, as if he had met someone with that identity. Ron's brow furrowed in deep thought, trying to remember that person, but it proved to be fruitless. But nonetheless, to hear that someone can make even the infamous Bloody Fox to be wary of definitely scared him. Kim watched his tight expression and let out a sigh. "Yeah, I should tell you about her."

Leaning on the railings around the area, the redhead shifted her eyes towards the clear blue skies. The fence creaks slightly while the freckled teen waited for the girl to start her story. "To be completely honest, I'm pretty sure I could stop those Food Chain idiots by force if it was just them. All of the police and security would be on our side. I could place my subordinates throughout the festival grounds and have them call for the cops when they see someone from the Food Chain crowd. That'd be plenty enough to stop them. And worst-case scenario, if it's just 200 people, I can take them on by myself."

Astonishment flowed from him as he stared at the female in awe. Kim's small smile faltered, however, when she continued "But that's if it's only Food Chain we're up against. That plan's no good if she comes. The cops won't be of any use if she goes wild. Same for my subordinates or Food Chain's 200 men." Her words started to become ominous and Ron suppresses the shiver tingling on his spine. "Massacre, the last of the Three Gods... It's exactly what you'd expect from her name. She'll massacre everyone whether it's 100 or 200 people. She's Middleton's Strongest Terror, a complete monster."

"I-Is she stronger than you?" He fearfully ask, causing the delinquent to close her eyes and let out a shrug, "No idea. Fights are 50% luck, anyway. But... Do you remember my fight record that I mention before? The one about never losing 500 fights? That didn't mean I won all of those 500 fights. I've come across the Massacre two times. And twice our fights turn out into a draw."

If he was scared earlier, the moment he learned about her two draws made him petrified. The redhead understood how he feels, and to be perfectly honest, even she can't gauge their power levels since their fights can't conclude with a simple winner-loser. "And at the very least, I think she's definitely above me when it comes to complete and utter destruction. The Pickleworks is done for if she goes wild."

With that, the boy can't help but shudder at the prospect of meeting someone as dangerous as what she explained. "... I-Is that person an ally of Bonnie Rockwaller?" His question made her shook her head negatively and answered "She's not something that Bonnie could control... But, I know for sure that she's an enemy of mine. She's extremely moody. If she finds out that I'm helping with the Pickleworks, she might come crash it just because."

She shook her head and shifted her sights towards the silhouette of the skyscrapers of the newer office and commercial area. "The commercial area... I wanna go, but it'd be seriously bad if she sees us." The boy nodded his head and gazed to where she's looking. Ron now knew that there's more players that can take advantage of the festival other than the brunette delinquent. The fact that even Kim was wary of facing her during the festival makes the entire situation more grave. Going to the commercial are together might be dangerous, this he knew.

"But... I wanna go, though." Kim rose her eyebrow at his sudden announcement. He faced her and said "I want to go. I want to walk around the commercial area... together with you."

His eyes blazed with determination and Kim managed to get a grip on herself from that. Despite what he just heard from her, his want of spending some time with her was still apparent. She looked over him for a moment, trying to find any crack or lie with his words, but she found none. A small smile graced her lips and nodded eventually "... Yeah, I want to go, too."

Just like that, the atmosphere suddenly brightened. The two smiled at each other for a moment before Kim spoke up once again "Yeah, you're right. Even if Massacre does show up then I'll just fuck her up. Problem solved." Ron wanted to say his slight displeasure regarding violence, but the way she's excited for tomorrow drowned his thoughts. With her hand forming a fist, she pumped it and said "All right! Let's go at the newly-built mall tomorrow."

Ron nodded his head and smiled back at her. She let out a soft smile before she went near him. He was suddenly more aware of her as her sweet fragrance wafted his nose. She held his hand and uttered one word. "Together."

Ever since the day before yesterday, the boy felt that the two were rapidly growing closer to one another, as if they had memories dating way back to pre-K. Ron didn't found the situation weird, if he were to be completely honest. In fact, her closeness easily fanned his growing crush on the redhead. Completely unaware of his thought, however, the redhead gave him a bashful smile and whispered "Let's have fun again... I'll send them all flying. Whether it's Bonnie or Massacre or-"

"Cousin Kim, you done kicking the spy's ass?" From the door, Joss suddenly asked, unaware of her cousin's predicament.

In a split-second, Kim gave the boy a rather hard punch to his gut and sent him flying a few feet up. "Ffllyyyyyyyy!" Kim yelled out to him. It didn't take long for him to land unceremoniously to the concrete floor, clutching his stomach in pain. Kim then growled while inching closer to him "Fucking come at me! Whether it's Bonnie or Massacre...! I'll send them all flying!"

Joss suddenly grinned massively and pumped her fist "T-There it is! One of Kim Possible's 77 killing moves! The Upside-Down Neck-Hanging Tree!" And with that, Ron have successfully made plans to go out with Kim Possible once more. But, in Ron's opinion, the biggest risk to his well-being might not be with the brunette and her massive group, or the supposed destruction on foot. The real danger to his life may very well rest upon the redhead's hands.


Inside the classroom...

It has been over an hour since break time, but the blonde boy has his mind still preoccupied with his plans for tomorrow. But even moreso, he was thinking about the person that Kim was so worried about. The last of the Three Gods, Massacre. He felt like he had met someone bearing that name, but his memories gave him nothing that could support that claim. He mused that he would figure it out once he started asking someone who is knowledgeable about the delinquent world, and fortunately, he already had someone in mind.

"Do I know about Massacre? Of course I do. You know, I used to be pretty bad before." Gil started to talk to Ron animatedly while the whole class wait for the next teacher to come in. "She's a third year in Go Academy. The Three Gods' Strongest Terror, a real horrible woman. She's wiped out over 100 delinquent gangs over the last two years just for looking at her the wrong way. Some people say that the reason why the Mad Dogs was able to become the top of Middleton was because the Angel of Destruction was able to keep her distance from Massacre. Some people even say they just managed to avoid being erased by her."

Ron listened with rapt attention while the other boy continued with his story. "She's never with anyone else. She's a lone, mad dog. The Angel was top dog in Middleton at one point, and Food Chain's probably got the most momentum out of any gang right now, but I doubt either one of them could do anything more than just not get involved with her. It's okay to be curious, but you shouldn't get involved with her either, Ronnie boy. The only person that could live through an encounter with her is probably Kim Possible."

His eyes went towards the uninterested redhead who was sitting silently on her chair, wearing a bored expression, and let out a sigh. Although he had learned a lot from him, the question still remains: What is he supposed to do now since he's in a close relation with the Bloody Fox. He could still remember how grave she was while explaining about the danger of her only rival that can match her in terms of firepower. He shook his head and thanked Gil for the information before settling down on his seat to think of a plan.

Meanwhile, the redhead stared at the window view in complete silence. To the outside viewer, it seems that she's in her usual stoic and unapproachable self. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. Ever since lunch ended, Kim's mind is still preoccupied with her latest companion and the only non-delinquent that knows her, Ronald Dean Stoppable. The mere thought of her having a decent friendship with someone that far away from her own world of violence is greatly refreshing, and she can't help but smile from the thought of him.

Although, she would rather die first than exposing her soft side in front of the class.

"Crap, I'm smiling. I need to get it together... I can't wait 'til tomorrow. It's always fun being with Ron, for some reason. Wonder why... And the way he spoke to me earlier on the rooftop. He really wanted to go. It's almost like..." Kim tried her hardest, but her mind simply gravitates to Ron. She was so deep into her thought that she almost bristled when a female's voice suddenly entered her ear and heard "He's obviously asking you out on a date."

Her eyes widened and swiftly shifted her sight towards the girl, thinking that she's the one she's talking to. But much to her relief, it wasn't intended for her. A group of girls near her formed a circle while chatting away. A black-haired girl wore a blush on her face and started playing with her hair while the curly redhead continued "You're going to the commercial area, right? It's a date for sure. If a boy and a girl go there, then it's a date!"

"W-What... a date?" Kim's face crumpled as she eavesdrop on their conversation. She then imagined Ron back on the rooftop and said in his unnatural suave voice "I want to go with you, Kim Possible. Let's go out on a date, my sweet little Kimila." She furrowed her brows and muttered "S-So that's what he meant by that..."

The curly girl, on the other hand, then suggested to the black-haired one "Go wear those skimpy shorts you showed me. Everything will go 'oh my' for sure!" The wink on the end made the girl in the hot seat blush and twirled her finger on her hair. The rest of the group giggled and urged her to accept. "I dunno about thaaaat~"

Kim's back went rigid from that tidbit as her mind went into overdrive. In her imagination, Ron appeared once again, this time pulling a rather forced sexy tone "I want to go with you, Kim Possible. You're expecting some 'oh myyy', right, you naughty minx?" That made her grit her teeth and let out a glare at the oblivious blonde "Whaaaaaaaaat!? R-R-R-R-R-R-R-Ron! Y-Y-You goddamn pervert!"

When Ron went to look at the girl, he was surprised to see her glaring at him. His brow rose slightly and thought for a reason. "She must be really on edge because of that Massacre person..." And so, he rubbed his chin and went on with his planning some countermeasures if ever things really go south tomorrow.

On Kim's side, things were really getting out of their rails, and her mind is slowly devolving into a complete mess. "Hmm?... He's thinking about something... Huh!? I-Is he planning out our date tomorrow? Like how he's gonna get me to go to a love hotel with him..."

As much as he tried to think, Ron can't get any decent plan. He heaved out a sigh and muttered "I guess just asking her up front would be the best bet, but..." When he turned towards the redhead, he was greeted with an almost frenzied stare, as if daring him to get near her. She looked far too troubled for his taste and so he decided to leave her be for the moment. He had time to find out things after classes, and so he puts his planning stage on hold, just in time for the teacher to come inside and start the next class.


After school...

Ron didn't took long to exit the school once the bells rang. "Ron, where are you going?" The cool voice of his close friend Josh Mankey asked from behind. He didn't stop running, however, and just shouted "I need to go something." The school topnotch student looked puzzled, but decided to let him be as they both part ways. The blonde teen rode the bus and start heading to the western part of the town, primarily the Rockwaller commercial district and towards Go Academy.

On the other side of the spectrum, Kim is currently in the middle of her group's meeting while listening to her second-in-command relative complaining "Why'd you let that spy go? We could've pressed him for information!" The redhead shook her head and answered quickly "Who cares. I was the one who let him go."

Although dissatisfied with her reply, Joss had no choice but to let it go since she didn't really want to go against her idol. "Then I'm not gonna complain, I guess..." With that, she turn around and faced the rest of the gang and went back to her usual authoritative voice "You all know why you're here today. It's to talk about how Food Chain, led by Bonnie Rockwaller, went buck wild all weekend long."

"They're using the momentum from swallowing up Mad Dogs to pull in tons of small groups at once. We believe they may number to almost 300 at the moment." One of the members speculated, resulting the rest to erupt into whispers. Their redhead leader didn't react to it and just went silent. The one who informed the group looked at her in awe and continued "They might number over 500 by the end of the month at this rate, after all."

Inside her head, she mused a totally different topic "What should I wear tomorrow? My panties... I'm not planning on letting him see them, but..."

The right hand of the Bloody Fox nodded her head, oblivious to what her leader's thinking, and said "500's bad news. Let's make sure to plan against it happening. We'll talk about the gangs that Food Chain has absorbed." Another delinquent raised his hand and supplied "First, there's 'Dead Time'. They're known for Agent, the Wailing Knight, and the Despot. They got smashed apart in a straight fight. The difference in numbers was just too much."

The short brunette turned to the second one who also raised her hand. The female member brought the lollipop out of her mouth and started "Next up's 'Big Breas-T'. They've been up there for a while. They were apparently beaten 'til their chest looked like breasts, starting with their leader, the Old-Timer." Another hand went up and then spoke "And then there's 'A HELL'. Famous for the Garrison Triplets. They were rising stars, on their way to getting big."

Joss knew the gang and muttered "Apparently they were tickled 'til they passed out and forced to pose photos with their tongues out making peace sign, like they'd just gotten their brains fucked out. Their lives as delinquents are over." Numerous males in the room went white from that. It may sound funny to some, but no one can doubt that what Food Chain did is horrific. Joss gritted her teeth and faced the redhead "They're getting away with it... Pisses me off. We're gonna look like a buncha wimps if we don't do something, Kim!"

"Yeah... Ron gets pretty bold sometimes." Meanwhile, their esteemed leader's attention still lies within the boy, and so she let out a mutter loud enough for them to hear "I dunno if I'd be okay getting swept in the flow." Joss nodded at that and said "That's right. They've got momentum on their side. They might come picking a fight with us again. Everyone, make sure you're on guard."

Their heads nodded approvingly and brought out their choice of weapons. "Of course, we all got our weapons on hand... Even Kim Possible herself has picked up weapon as well." The small girl's eyes widened when she recalled a memory not long ago of her cousin brandishing a dangerous file. She turned to the still silent redhead and asked "Oh, that's right. Cousin Kim, what'd you do with that file you had?"

When Kim didn't respond, Joss turned around and shook her out of her reverie. "Huh? W-What do you want?" The redhead asked lowly with wide eyes. Joss was slightly concerned about her for a moment before letting out a shrug "We we're talking about weapons. You're invincible even without one to begin with, but there's nothing wrong with having one, right? Just having a file isn't too great, is it?" Kim just stared at her with a dubious expression, not quite getting where she's getting at.

A male member spoke up and said "But files can be pretty painful. Might be enough for her." The younger Possible furrowed her brow and retaliated "Moron. There's no reach to a file. If she got attacked by a gorilla, it'd just snap that thing in half."

Nods of acknowledgement filled the room from her argument, save for the lone leader, who only face-faulted from the rather ludicrous explanation. "I'd run if a gorilla came at me." She mentally muttered. Joss faced her once again and said "Anyway, it's important to arm yourself. They say it never hurts to be prepared, right?" Her words, although how contrived her arguments were, still ring truth to her. There's nothing wrong with being prepared for whatever may come. And so, Kim nodded her head.


In front of Go Academy...

It didn't take him long to reach the western area of the town. After exiting the bus, he walked on the pathway leading towards the prestigious Go Academy. Located right in the heart of the newer business area, the private school is home to the rich, smart, and powerful. It is also one of the best-performing educational institution in the West, almost matching the older and integrated school systems in the eastern US.

And thanks to the newly-built Middleton Science Center, they are now in the forefront in terms of aptitude in the field of Science and Technology. Most of the student population wanted to enter the scientific vocation, and so their curriculum is geared towards that. Ron remembered trying to apply for that school, but failed amazingly since he slept out of the day of exams. Nonetheless, he's here other than school, and so he started his search for Massacre.

First thing's first: Ron only wanted to talk with Massacre.

Ron, of course, won't tell anything about his connection with the Bloody Fox and the Pickleworks, but if things looked like she's willing to listen, then he will have to believe in his groveling skills and make her turn a blind eye to the Pickleworks. Even if things do turn south and she can't be reason with, the blonde boy would still be the only one in that scary situation, so it's a win-win in his mind. He'll do anything just to prevent the worst-case scenario.

With that in mind, Ron approached a Go Academy student currently standing idly beside the school walls and asked "Excuse me but do you know the one called Massacre? Please tell her that a guy named Ron Stoppable wants to meet her."

The student, however, quickly rose his eyes in fear and started shaking heavily. "M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-Massacre!? Hiiiiiiih! You're planning on picking a fight with that monster!?" His sudden outburst startled him and everyone else on the grounds. Ron rose his brows and wanted to correct his misunderstanding, but the boy quickly took a step back away and shouted "Guys, run away! Massacre's gonna go crazy again!"

And with that, all the students on the ground exploded into screams of terror. They scrambled inside the classrooms while other took refuge up among the trees. Ron wanted to speak up but he was quickly drowned from the chaos that ensued. It took them no time to evacuate the area, fearing the impending doom. Ron scratched his head when he surveyed the suddenly deserted school grounds before deciding to put things into his own hands and start looking for her.


Middleton High hallway...

More than an hour has passed, and the Possible Corps weren't able to create some countermeasures against Food Chain's rising momentum. When the redhead knew that the meeting won't go anywhere in this state, she quickly adjourned it and let them go home. Right now, she's currently walking with her cousin along the almost empty hallways of the school. There were far less students left inside, and so she had the entire area for herself.

"We weren't able to come up with a good way to stop them in the end." Eyes narrowed in thought, Joss let out a mutter while thinking over the meeting earlier. When she turned around and took a glance at Kim, she felt heavy, "Cousin Kim's been like this the whole time. It's because we're not dependable enough."

On the other side of the spectrum, Kim's mind is still preoccupied, but not with the one Joss is thinking about. "What should I do about tomorrow?..." The two went silent for a long time before Joss decided to clear the dark mood out "Well, no point in thinking about it all day. Everyone else is gone, so I guess we'll go home, too." Kim was slightly shook out from her thought and nodded listlessly at that. She looked over the still-smiling girl beside her before she reached out "Hey, Joss..."

After turning her gaze towards the redhead, Kim asked "Have you been to Club Banana?" The moment she finished asking, however, she wanted to take that back. Being a delinquent like herself meant she's not used on going to expensive boutiques. She mentally knocked herself from the rather stupid question, but before she could relish on her embarrassment, Joss answered with a smile on her face "Club Banana? That fancy place by the mall? Of course I have! I go there pretty often!"

Kim balked from her answer. "Whaaaaat!? You go to fancy stores? You?" The younger Possible nodded and explained "That's about the only place around here with silver stuff... Should I not? Most of what I'm wearing today I got from there. These earrings, this belt, these pants, oh, underwear, too." That last part managed to shock the usually stoic teen. "Aghh! Seriously? You're seriously wearing panties from there right now?"

Joss' face contorted into a questioning one as her concern grew bigger for her cousin. Kim, however, was not taking the news very lightly. The fact that someone younger than her is now wearing undergarments of higher class than her own set made her feel insecure about herself. "S-Show them to me. You really got them there?"

To say that the younger girl was shock would be the understatement of the century. Joss was absolutely petrified like a boulder initially, but was beyond happy for someone like her precious and honorable cousin to look on her more... intimate area. "W-Well... if it's you asking, cousin, uh... Um... Uh, I'm ready." She grabbed the hem of her skirt and looked around. When she was assured that there's no one left on the floor, she lifted it slowly, her prized panties in full view for the redhead.

The Bloody Fox is, needless to say, went pale white like a ghost, while her second-in-command was blushing seriously from the action. "S-She's looking. Cousin Kim's looking at my underwear. Ahhhh... What's this feeling? I'm... I'm..." Joss relished every second the older Possible spends under her skirt until she withdrew from her position. When she took a glance at her, she saw her with a defeated look plastered all over her face. Kim muttered "... I lost to Joss... Kh. I'm a disgrace."

The brunette tried to control her exploding emotions and whispered softly "W-What do you think, cousin? If you want me to, Kim... I can take this off for you."

Kim gasped in shock at first, but eventually turned into a glare "Wha!?... Joss, is this supposed to be some kind of sympathy from you?" Completely unaware of her simmering anger, Joss blushed and replied "Y-Yes, I'm overflowing with it." The redhead finally snapped and yelled at the unsuspecting girl "Don't fuck with me! Who the hell do you think I am? The fuck's an underling of mine wearing something like that for?" Kim tried to take her mind off from the rather revealing and intricate design of her panties, but failed to do so, and so her mood plummeted even further.

With hands raised up in surrender, Joss shakily asked "Whaaaat!? U-Underwear!?" The redhead's glare intensifies at that and barked out her order "Never use something like that ever again!" The girl jumped and quickly nodded her head and started grovelling "I-I understand! I'll never wear underwear again! I promise!" If she were any calmer, Kim would've realized the error in her thinking, but before she could, Joss started running away and quickly went home.

"Shit... What am I gonna do about tomorrow?" Kim muttered.


Go Academy grounds...

"What am I going to do?" Ron muttered in his tired voice while scratching his head. His pursuit of the seemingly elusive Massacre was pretty difficult since none of the students in Go Academy wanted to help him ever since he asked to speak with her. The way he's being treated is akin to a landmine and so they wanted as much distance from him as possible. The stares he's getting went more along the lines of 'Poor thing. He's doomed to line the shelves at the butcher's tomorrow morning.'

He supposed that asking about her prematurely was too reckless for him.

Although he's been dealing with Kim Possible a lot recently, but the Middleton's Three Gods are supposed to be delinquents so bad that people shouldn't ever get involved with them. And with that, he heaved a sigh. It looked like he won't be meeting with Massacre today, so he decided to look for her next time. But as he was about to turn around and leave the school area, a feminine voice growled behind him. "So you're the chump who's looking for me?"

Ron swore his heart almost stopped when he heard the voice. The aura he's feeling as of this moment is eerily similar to the one Kim's emitting whenever she's on her scary mode. His whole body felt heavy and his neck felt like it was completely snapped closed. He asked with bated breath "Are you... Massacre?"

The female clicked her tongue and warned "Don't move. You're dead if you do." In his defense, he can't even move since he's shaking violently. Massacre took a step closer and murmured "You smell like Possible... Hmm, so you're one of hers... I get it. This is a message for settling things between us, eh? Sounds good. I'll tell you my reply to your face. Look at me."

In the back of his mind, Ron knew what she wanted to do. The moment he turns his head, his face will be meeting her fist swiftly. And so, he was stuck in place, thinking of something that could get him out of his situation. Unfortunately, this doesn't sit well with her, and shouted in a much harsher tone "I said, look at me. I've been eating a lotta good food lately, so I'm in a good mood. I'll let you off with just one swift punch." Those last few lines perked his ears. Now that he thinks about it, the voice sounds kind of familiar, and so he turned around and tried to explain.

"Excuse me! I don't have anything to do with Kim-" His explanation suddenly halted when he realized who the girl was. Likewise, Massacre's eyes went wide from the revelation and blurted out her confusion "Stoppable?" And in an instant, the punch she unconsciously swung connected to his jaw and sent him flying. He landed on the fountain a few meters away, causing most of the passerby to scramble out of their way. Ron coughed up and tried to stand up when Shego went near him and asked "What are you doing here, Stoppable? Didn't know you were the one looking for me."

Flashbacks of his earlier introduction to the pale green woman in front of him made him remember someone calling her as Massacre, and so he realized that they were the same person. "Ugh. My head hurts... So, Shego... you're Massacre?" Said girl shrugged her shoulders and said "That's right... Huh? Didn't you already know who I was during that fight from before?"

The blonde boy let out a sigh and said in a frank manner "You didn't really say anything to me about that. This tragedy could have been avoided if you had." He looked over his wet clothes and suppressed his urge to whack his head to the nearest pole. He thought he was going to die. The damage was minimized from when she tried to stop her punch in the last instant and the rather deep fountain he dived into, but it was still strong enough to almost make him pass out.

Now he can really tell. She's the last of the Three Gods, strog enough to square off evenly against Kim Possible. 'Massacre Shego'

Shego helped him took his outer shirt off and looked for any scrapes and cuts Ron may have received. "Aw, man. Your lip's bleeding." He could feel her fingers pulling lightly on his lips, making him wince from the pain. She gave his mouth a look unconsciously tugged it. The way her slender fingers dance around his teeth made him feel extremely uncomfortable. "Hmm... Yeah, you still got all your teeth. Good for you."

"Vehy glah o heah hah. (Very glad to hear that)" He uttered in gibberish while her fingers still grip his mouth. Ron rubbed the tender muscles while a dribble of saliva started to run down to the joint of his jaw. The delinquent narrowed her eyes and warned "Ugh, don't drool on me, that's gross!" The blonde boy quickly apologized at that.

Pointing towards the other end of the wall, Shego said "Water faucet's over there. I'll show you." And with that, she pulled him over and rush towards the faucets.

The pale green girl helped him clean up a bit while asking "So? Why'd you wanna talk to me?" Ron turned the knob on the faucet off and wiped his face with a towel before answering "Well, uh... I wanted to talk to you. Or actually, with Massacre, one of the Three Gods."

Shego heaved a sigh at that. "I don't think I hit you in the head that hard, but I'm sure you remember me admitting that I'm Massacre. Do you need something?" They stepped away from the faucets and went back to the school gates. The area was surprisingly empty, thanks to the one beside the blonde boy's presence. The way he's feeling as of this moment is very reminiscent when Kim turned into her serious mode. When they reached an empty bench, Ron inhaled deeply before starting: "Yes. You see.. I want you to ask something about the Pickleworks."

As per his plan, he wanted to put the Bloody Fox's name as far from the festival as possible, and at first Ron thought it was all going so well. Shego puts her hand under her chin and went into deep thought. But when she did decided to speak up, Ron suddenly went into a halt. "Hmm... So Possible told you to come here to ask me not to screw with the Pickleworks. That about right?"

His eyes went wide while looking at the glare she's emitting. Without knowing, she quickly got right to the heart of the issue. Ron backpedaled a bit and tried to divert her attention "No, that's not why! And why did you mention Kim Possible?" The Go Academy delinquent shrugged her shoulders and explained "It's the smell, I guess? I can tell who's been talking to who just from smelling. Especially Possible. I'd say I'm 100% accurate when it comes to her. You smelled the same way yesterday... So that means you're close enough to be together on a Sunday."

Sweat started to trail down his face as the dangerous girl in front of him continued to stare at him with analyzing eyes, something he least expected when it comes to her usual aloof personality. Things did take a turn for him. She quickly found out his interaction with her rival, and his underestimation could even cost him the festival he tried to save. The lone delinquent, meanwhile, muttered softly "Well you must be on real good terms, then."

Massacre shook her head and let out her disappointment "Shame about this, Stoppable. I thought you were a pretty good guy, but I guess you're my enemy... Well, that's just how it goes. You make one ally, you get three more enemies. I knew I'd be alone in the end."

The last line struck a cord to him. The word 'enemy' stabs into his chest repeatedly, and Ron can't understand why. The thought of creating enemies just because of association with others doesn't sit well with him. Just because he's now Kim Possible's boyfriend, even though temporarily, it crushed him to think that Shego will inevitably be his foe. With that, he willed himself to speak out his thought "I don't have any intention of becoming your enemy. But... uh, yes. I am friends with Kim Possible."

Her eyes narrowed upon his admission and asked shortly "How close?" Ron stopped for a moment, before answering "We're... dating. For now."

Eyes widening in surprise, Shego took a step back and exclaimed "You're dating!? No way... Her, dating... And she's with someone this boring... Hmm... Well, I guess I could see how she could like him. And if that's true, then that explains why those Food Chain idiots were spying on him, too."

Afterwards, she puts her arms under her chest and then asked "So? Why's Possible asking someone to talk to me about the Pickleworks? What, is she excited about it or something?" Her eyes rose when she saw him paling even further as he tried to gave an answer. The silence and hesitance was enough for her to know. She smirked cruelly and said "Looks like I'm right."

She's very perceptive, despite her looks, and Ron cursed himself for buying her act of aloofness. She kept exposing more and more even without him saying anything. She's like a cunning predator tearing him apart piece by piece. Shego, meanwhile, grinned wickedly as her thoughts all come together and formed a conclusion all by herself "I don't really care about the festival in the first place, but if she's looking forward to it, then that's pretty interesting. I've been waiting to settle the score sometime soon."

Pausing for a moment, she shifted her eyes towards him and let out a crazed smile "I think I'll smash up the Pickleworks, and then settle things with Possible."

Ron waved his hands outward and pleaded "W-Wait a second! Um! Uh... It wouldn't be good to destroy it, Shego. Everyone's looking forward to it." The pale green girl just stared at him for a moment before uttering her retort "So's Possible, right? That's enough for me to wanna smash it up."

He gritted his teeth as he wrack his brains on finding anything that could halt her advance towards the festival. The feral look on her eyes scared him and made him remember what delinquents actually are: vicious. He gathered what little thought he had come up and groveled "P-Please! Please don't do it. Please don't do anything to the Pickleworks." He bowed down and pleaded. He couldn't think of any believable alibi and so he decided to go for the direct approach.

Unfortunately, all she did was let out a shrug. "I don't give a rat's ass about what you have to say as long as you're on Possible's side. You're my enemy, too."

"I want to be friends with you, Shego." She let out a sigh to his appeal and answered back "Same here. I don't hate the food you make. But, you make one ally, you make another three enemies. That's the world we live in. You've only got yourself to blame for trying to enter our world without being prepared!"

The menacing glare almost made him pass out from sheer fright. There was a complete breakdown of communication, and he failed in reining it in towards his goals. Her eyes are dead set on the festival, and Ron felt that things turned out for the worse because of him. His thoughts on the matter were abruptly interrupted when he heard her growl "Also, Stoppable. You sure you should be worrying about the Pickleworks at this point?"

Eyes flashing with green flare, she quickly took him by the collar and gave him one hefty punch to the gut. He yelled out in pain before crumpling down to the ground, clutching the area where he was hit. Although it wasn't as flashy as her earlier punch, the damage was still the same as the force went through his innards. He swore he lost consciousness for a moment, but nonetheless, he tried to stand up on his own. Meanwhile, those who were watching from the windows pitied the blonde teen.

A Go Academy student commented "It's started. Ah, he's dead. Poor guy." The others nodded their heads slowly while silently offering their prayers for the blonde boy. Ron went to his knees, gasping from the destructive blow he received when he felt her hands grab him by the collar once more and said "You should worry more about yourself."

"S-Shego... Please let me..." The boy tried to break free from her grasp, but her hands were gripping too tightly. He's suspended above the ground, legs kicking wildly, finding any opening that could break him free. Unfortunately, all it did to the delinquent was her sneering "You're on Possible's side... More than that, you're her boyfriend and you've come here alone to talk to me... Who the fuck do you think you're dealing with!? Huh!?"

Ron let out a pitiful squeak at that, making the pale green girl to laugh evilly "Whether you're bullshitting about being her boyfriend or not, I wonder how Possible'll respond if I paint the ground red with your blood." Paralyzed in fear, Ron dumbly stared at her violent and cold-blooded eyes radiating every inch of doom and chaos she want to inflict on him. The delinquent in front of him is on a whole another level, and he cursed himself for carelessly wandering right in her den.

His bag slid off of him and landed on the ground. Shego raised him higher and bid him "This is goodbye, Stoppable. Prepare yourself!"

The boy closed his eyes, trying to gather whatever resolve he has left to brave the incoming attack. Fortunately for him, he couldn't feel her fist landing on any part of his body. And so, he dared to take a peek and saw the dangerous delinquent standing still, with eyes widening in shock. He followed her line of sight and realized she's staring at his lunch box that tumbled a few inches outside of his bag. The container is sealed, so its contents were saved from touching the ground.

Shego was silent for a moment before she asked softly "Is there still stuff inside that lunchbox?" He stared at her for a moment before stammering his answer "Y-Yes, there is." Her eyes went back to the container and the boy can't help but take this as his opportunity to save himself. "Would you like to eat it?"

The question, however, didn't went the way he wanted as he saw her emotions flare for the second time and glared at him. "Ahhhh!?" Shego growled at him while shaking him up in the air. "You're trying to give me fucking freebies at this point!?" Ron tried to keep himself composed and countered "I-If you don't want it, then it's okay."

Her glare grew hotter and practically yelled "Why the hell wound I need it!?" A long line of apologies started to spring from his mouth until he stopped when he noticed that she's still staring at the lunch box. She looked at it with a hard face for a moment before muttering "... By the way, what's inside?" He held his head while trying to contain the dizziness he's feeling from being shaken like a rag doll and answered "Uh, today I made some fried chicken..."

"Fried chickeeeeen!?" The girl's eyes went wide from his answer and went still. Ron saw her shaking slightly and hoped things could turn to his favor while listening to her. "Fried chicken... Fried chicken... Is it crispy!? Is it the crispy stuff!? Answer me!" Her shaking almost made him barf out but he managed to remain composed. "Aughaugh... I-It's been a while, but I think it's still has its crispiness."

Drool started to pool on the girl's mouth as she started mesmerizing on the chicken. "T-That's good... Fried chicken's good when it's crispy..." Realizing that he now has her attention, he tried to subjugate the delinquent with what he does best: food "I was going to make some thick sauce and eat it at home."

The female delinquent felt shivers tingling on her spine as she went deeper into her fantasy "S-Sauce!? T-The sweet and sour stuff?" Ron smiled slightly and shook his head negatively "No, I was thinking about making it sweet and hot with chili sauce."

His psychological attack proved to be effective when her entire body began to shake as she let out a surprised yell "Sweet and hoooooottt!" His celebration for his small victory was however cut off when she started swinging him harder than earlier. Ron gasped from the lack of air due to her grip on his shirt and pleaded "I-I-I-I-I'm v-v-v-v-veeeeerrrryyyy s-s-s-s-sooorrryyy!... I-If you'd like, I'd love to have you over to eat some."

She promptly stop swinging him around and stared at him for a moment, before narrowing her eyes. "Who the hell do you think you are, Stoppable? You're trying to distract me with food, aren't you?" His face went pale in an instant when she realized his plan. Sweat started to trail down his face as her face morphed into a crazed grin "You're treating me, Massacre Shego, like a dog? You've got some fucking balls, YOU FUCKING LITTLE SHIT!"


Moments later, Stoppable residence...

"Let's eat!" Shego announced happily as she started staring at the plate full of friend chicken drizzled with sweet and hot sauce. Ron let out a chuckle and placed some plates in front of them and went to his seat. "This is the chili sauce and here's the black vinegar sauce. The chicken's also freshly cooked, so it's still crispy."

Shego nodded her head quickly before digging into the food with much gusto. The way she eats still fascinates him, no matter how many times he saw her. She's wolfing down on the meat insanely fast, but the smile on her face while doing so made her look like some stray dog feasting for the first time. She's still a hearty eater. Thankfully enough, her horrific blood lust that she was radiating earlier completely disappeared the moment she started eating.

He just smiled and thanked the heavens for sparing his life. It took them no time until everything on the table was wiped clean. After taking the final bite. Shego leaned on the backrest of the chair and moaned with a satisfied sigh "Man, eating 'til you're full's the best."

Ron nodded his head and said "I didn't get to see you this morning, but..." Shego nodded her head and looked at him with soft eyes "Yep, I haven't eaten breakfast or lunch. I was sooo hungry." The dangerous delinquent looked like she was about to cry. Her eyes, however, turned into a light glare as she muttered "Wait, why the hell didn't you bring me breakfast today?" Ron held up his hands up in defense and explained "I went to the riverside to give it to you, but you weren't there."

Crossing her arms, Shego's brows furrowed and pouted "I went on a walk because I woke up earlier today, so I was around Go Academy. You should've realized." He just stared at her incredulously, almost tempted to ask her how he could've done that, considering he didn't even know much about her before. But before he could speak, she suddenly asked "Hmm... Aren't you gonna eat, Stoppable? I don't think you've eaten much."

Memories from his earlier encounter made him unconsciously place his hands on top of where her fist collided to and answered in a somewhat condescending tone "I don't have an appetite. A certain someone punched me in the gut." Ron thought it would make his point come across her, but unfortunately, Shego just shrugged her shoulders and commented "Oh man, what an unfortunate accident."

He face faulted at her reply and said back "Calling that an accident would be pushing it. Sigh... Just recalling it hurts. That was terrifying. I thought I was gonna die." Her eyes glowed slightly at that and said with an evil look "Yeah, I was trying to kill you a bit." His face paled at her look and was about to back out when he saw her smirking at him and said "Don't make that face, man. It was just a bit."

"It really was terrifying. I was almost about to cry. And I'm a guy, too. You almost made me cry, at this age. I haven't cried since my sister made me two months ago!" Ron admitted with a pouting face. Shego stared at him and let out a bewildered comment lowly "Didn't expect it to be that recent... Don't get mad. Everyone gets grumpy when they're hungry, you know." When he's still a bit sulking, the pale green girl let out a soft laugh and motioned to him "Okay, okay. Lemme see..."

When he went near her, she slinks his arms around his head and softly guides him towards her lap. Ron can't help but feel aware of her as her fingers dance lightly from his head towards his chest. Shego placed it on his abdomen and asked "Was it around here? I'll rub it better." Although the first contact made him slightly wince from the pain, the way she rubbed his sore muscles made him relaxed for some reason. His cheeks flaring up from the rather intimate contact, he willed his mind to devoid of any impure thoughts.

The moment she spoke, however, Ron wasn't sure if he could. "Does it still hurt?" The way she softly spoke was miles apart from the menacing aura she emits earlier. And quite frankly, Ron liked this side of her far more than her delinquent counterpart. Ron just let her fingers do the magic and enjoyed the sensations of having a girl touch you as much as he can.


A/N's: Yepp, I think I'll stop here. To those wondering how different this Shego is from canon, do not fret. There's an explanation for that. Although, there's still bits and pieces left that makes Shego the one villainess we all love. If you want to read more of me and this story, don't forget to put me and this story in you alert and favorite lists. Thank you for reading! I will return soon with more writing goodness. Beta search is still ongoing!

'Til next time!
-kmtdiccion :)