"This is worse." Ron said, anger and annoyance showing with his scowl.

"Oh stop complaining. You said you didn't want to dress up in 'douche clothes'." Kim smirked, and made air quotes with her fingers around the words she mocked.

"So you think I'd want to dress up in a StarLord costume?" He replied back with the same tone.

The two stood in line for the very exclusive club. It wouldn't have been so hard to get in if they weren't wanted by every government in the world, noting that they were famous for saving the world on an almost weekly basis. But even if they weren't on the run, they would still need costumes to get inside. It was a Halloween party, after all.

"Relax. You look good guarding our galaxy." Kim laughed, as she readjusted his face mask for him. When she did so, she could finally see his brown eyes through the glowing red circles to represent the mask eyes. "Mm..." He groaned, trying to stay mad. But as usual, it wasn't working around Kim's charm.

"That's easy to say when you're dressed as Jessica Rabbit. Which I don't approve of, by the way!" He complained Kim's costume. The costume itself wasn't too revealing, but for a teenager it was pushing the limit. "Shh. We're almost up front." She instantly ignored him, and cleared her throat as they were only a handful of people away from the front door. Which was nothing but a thick velvet curtain.

"I assume you have a way for us to get inside." Ron turned to his girlfriend. "Duh." She briefly answered, stepping forward as the couple ahead of her walked inside. As she stepped forward, she pushed her breasts up in her dress. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Ron throw his hands to the side at the sight of her doing such a thing.

"ID's." The large black man in the suit said. Just by the dark demeaning look on his face, Kim could tell he was no pushover. If he even suspected they were underage—or worse, discover who they were—a conflict was likely to break out. And it may not end in their favor, despite their superior fighting style.

Kim calmly pulled out her fake wallet, and handed him her fake ID, as did Ron. The man took them with a swift swipe, and looked back and forth between them and the cards. He nodded at Kim's card and handed it back to her. But when Ron reaches for his card back, the brick-like man swiped it away from his grasp. "Remove the mask." He said sternly.

Kim and Ron both looked at each other in silence. "Well.. cmon, Jack." She said his fake name. He looked back and forth from her to the bodyguard. "I'm waiting." The man said, crossing his arms in suspicion. Ron took one final glance at both of the people staring at him, and reached for his full-head mask with his shaking hands.

When he finally removed the plastic helmet, he looked the man in the eye with a fearful gaze. He and Kim were almost positive he was about to call for backup after seeing the Team Possible member. As the intense stare down came to an end, the man leaned back to his usual tall stance.

"Alright. Go ahead." He said, still showing now emotion. Ron slid his Marvel helmet back on as fast as he could, as he and Kim quickly stepped inside the club.

"Oh my god." Ron said nervously, wiping the sweat off his forehead. "I guess it pays off that no one knows you, huh?" The redhead playfully said. She could see Ron's glare through the glowing eyes, and smirked as she grabbed his arm. She then stormed off into the dance floor, taking Ron with her. The further the entered into the club, the more they fell in awe.

The dance floor was your stereotypical Halloween club scene, costumed individuals peppering a lit up tile. Some were dressed skimpy, some were clearly dressed as lame as possible and were just there for the party. Past the flashing tiled dance floor, was a bar on the far left. And on the far right, was a lounge-like area. Tables and fancy booths were spread out through the whole club.

"Okay, we're inside. Now what? Where's the dude we're supposed to talk to?" Ron asked, as he and Kim stopped in the middle of the dance floor. "Now.." She stopped, and grabbed his other hand. "We fit in." She smirked, and began to pull him into a couple's dance stance.

As they began to dance to the groovy beat of the music, they were finally able to recognize the song as "Don't Cha" by the Pussycat Dolls.

"Wow, they're playing some old stuff. This song is at least three years old." Ron said, as he began to groove with best friend/girlfriend. "Ssshhhh." The rehear shushed him, and placed her finger over his mask. "No talking... just dance." She said with a gentle smile. Ron stared at her with confusion for a brief moment.

He saw how happy she had looked. How relaxed and outgoing. He hadn't seen this side of her since they've been in hiding. It was peaceful to see Kim finally being Kim again instead of mission Kim. So the boy smirked with a grin that rivaled even hers, and started to match her dancing.

The bartender at the New Orleans club was currently having a busy night. It was one of the hottest parties of the year, other than Christmas of course. Guests and patrons were pouring into the bar like maggots in their attempt to get drunk off some booze.

"Here you are." He said gleefully, as he slid an alcoholic beverage to one of his guests. They nodded with thanks, and walked off back into the wild party scene. He smiled back waiting for the man to face the crowd. As soon as the man was out of sight, the bartender quickly dropped his fake smile. He double checked his bar a second time to see if anyone was approaching him, then looked back into the crowd. A certain duo caught his eye.

A redhead dressed as Jessica Rabbit and some dork dressed as StarLord were near the center. And boy were they having a good time. When he turned to look at them, the girl start dancing real close to him and rubbing all over him.

Still watching them, he brought his wrist up to his jaw. "Positive ID confirmed. They're here Dr. Director." The man said blankly.

"Affirmative, Agent. Keep your eye on them until I give my signal. Do not let them leave this club, understood?" The woman said sternly through his earpiece. "Yes ma'am." He briefly replied, then put his wrist back down.

Reaching under the bar table, he slid his hand around looked for a specific object. That's when he felt the cold sidearm handgun, and pulled it off the shelf and kept it out of sight. He looked down at it, and cocked it.

The two teens were having the time of their lives. Getting to unwind while in such a dire time of suspense. They danced with such heart it even caught the eye of some of the folks around them. Kim slid her backside along Ron's hips, and reached up to put her hand on his face. With his mask hooked on his belt, he placed his hands on her hips, and went with the rhythm of the beat.

After a few more moments of grooving with the classic song, the music finally slowed. Two two finally put some space between one another, and made eye contact with satisfied smiles.

"Ladies and gentleman, it's that time of the night. Find that special someone and make em miss ya!" The DJ said through his mic, echoing through the club.

"Slow dancing? At a club?" Kim questioned, as she looked at the DJ on the far side of the club. Before Ron could even answer, the song changed. As did the pace of the music. It began with a slow, but beautiful melody.

Ron and Kim looked at each other again, but even their eyes had changed. They no longer had the seductive party vibe in their bones, but they felt the feeling of romance in the air. "May I have this dance, Mrs. Rabbit?" Ron questioned, as he held his hand out to her. She looked at it with a smile, then looked back at Ron. "You may, Mr. Quill." She joked back, and took his hand. He pulled her in close, as they started their slow dance to the familiar song.

The two knew they had recognized the song immediately after they started to dance. It was the first song they ever danced to together. It was Could It Be, the song they danced to at prom. The birthplace of their current love.

Both were aware of the song, and of the deja vu they were experiencing. But neither of them said anything. There wasn't any recognition needed. They just enjoyed the moment they had together.

"Kim... I just gotta say... I never thought I'd be this happy." Ron said with a smooth toned voice.

"Not everyone gets to date their best friend." Kim joked and showed him her beautiful smile.

"So not everyone gets lucky?" He smiled back.

"Not this lucky." Her face then started inching closer to his. He began to do the same thing, and slowly began moving his lips closer to hers.

The lovely redhead slowly started closing her eyes, as she went in to lock lips were her love. But right before she shut her eyes, she caught a small glimpse of something odd. She pulled her face away from Ron's, and tilted her head to the side to see a suspicious looking hallway. In the doorway was no door, but another thick velvet curtain. On both sides of the doorway, were two bulky men in suits.

"Bingo." She then said, immediately pulling off Ron. He felt Kim completely leave his grasp, and opened his eyes. He saw her leaving his view and walking behind him. "Ah, man! Why does this always happen!" He complained, missing a hearty kiss from his girlfriend.

"Cmon!" Kim ignored his complaint, and grabbed his wrist. She snuck through the crowd, and made her way to the two guards.

They looked at the two teens narrowed eyes, then looked at each other.

"Hi, we—

"No entry." Kim was immediately cut off by one of the oversized men.

"You don't even know what I was going to say." Kim put her hand on her hip and sassed the bouncer. "Doesn't matter. He's not expecting anyone. So, no entry." The other man leaned forward, getting right in her face.

"Look, beefy." Ron stopped, as he grabbed Kim by the arms and pulled her out of his face. "We really need to talk to this guy. We came a long way and—

"That's enough from you, Star Prince."

"It's StarLord."

Get em out of here." One said to the other one and crossed his arms. The other bouncer smirked, and began to reach for the two teens.

"Stop." A masculine voice came from the inside of the curtain.

The man froze in place, only inches away from grabbing the teens. "Let them pass." The voice spoke again. The two teenagers were just as stunned and confused as the guards. After a moment of silence, the buff man finally sighed. He narrows his eyes at the teens, as he grabbed the curtain and slid it open.

Ron and Kim both walk in, Ron sticking his tongue out at the men as he walked in. The first thing the two saw when the walked in, was probably the nicest lounge they had ever seen. It could easily fit at twenty people inside, but there was only one. And he was sitting in the direct middle an enlarged booth. The music was lowered to a minimum and peaceful tone. Even thought the music itself was not peaceful.

"What do you seek, children?" The suspicious silhouetted man asked.

"I hear you're in the know on everything in the criminal underworld. We came looking for answers." Kim briefly stated, already on her guard. When meeting someone as creepy as whoever this guy was, she never walked in with her guard down. But, she knew something was familiar about him. It only added to the suspicion.

"You called us children... how did you know?" Ron asked.

"Oh please. Look at you two. Jessica Rabbit and StarLord. I know a couple of kids when I see them. Especially you two." The man said, but finished the sentence darkly.

"Wait... especially us two?" Kim questioned suspiciously. That was the final straw for her, as she began to feel her and Ron were being threatened. "Who are you." Kim said sternly, flipping the Jessica Rabbit-esque hair out form her face. The man fell quiet, as he sat completely still.

"I'm saddened you don't remember me... Kim Possible." He finally spoke, shaking the two teens to the core.

Kim then saw him reach for something on the drink table next to him. That alone almost made Kim run up and keep him from reaching for the table, incase it was some kind of weapon. But all he was reaching for, was a small button that turned on the light above him.

The man was revealed to be of bulkier stature. He had brown slicked hair, with a goatee that matched. One eyepatch covered his left eye. And, he had a robotic false limb in place of his right arm. He was instantly recognized, causing Ron to gasp loudly.

Gemini.

"Oh my god, you've got to be kidding me." Kim grabbed the bridge of her nose in frustration.

"Team Possible... Global Justice is offering a large amount of money for you two, ya know. Wouldn't it be unlawful of me to just let you two walk free?" He questioned with a smirk.

"Your sister has been trying to track you for months, Sheldon. If you turned us in you'd just be going down with us." Kin crossed her arms with an annoyed facial expression. The villain laughed, finally getting sassed by the girl after waiting for such. "Why have you come to my club, child? Surely it wasn't just to sneak in and drink underage."

"Like I said, you have answers. Answers we need. What do you know about the name Grandmaster?" Kim asked, completely dropping her guard due to her annoyance. Just the mention of his name made Gemini's one good eye bulge open.

"Mastermind, huh? Never heard of him."

"You body language says otherwise."

"Look, child. I hate you. And I mean I absolutely despise your existence. But Grandmaster? That's someone even you shouldn't be digging up." The man stood up, and grabbed his alcoholic drink with his metal arm.

"What's the deal with this guy? You're making it sound like he's the dark lord of the Sith." Ron retorted. Gemini just gave him an estranged look, then looked back at Kim for an answer. She just rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"This guy is absolutely batshit. I sent five of my best squads to retrieve a weapon from one of that fool Drakken's old labs. And he singlehanded took out every single operative. The ones he didn't kill, he made damn sure they didn't walk again. Never had I seen such evil. Even in myself." He said, anger clearly getting the best of him. His metal hand then squeezed the glass so tight it shattered all over the carpet.

"Just tell us what you know, Gemini! We have to take this guy down! I don't know if you noticed, but Global Justice isn't the only one placing a bounty on our heads! The entire world is after us! And do you wanna know why?" Kim began to get flustered, and walked up to stand right before the bulky man.

"He murdered an entire school. Of innocent people. INNOCENT. I can get past the framing me part, but he killed all those people on my watch. Not even you would murder the innocents like that. So if you have any information on him, I need it now! Or we're going to have a problem!" Kim finally raises her voice to the villain.

"You're in no position to be making demands. My men call the feds right now, and you're out of the picture for good! The only reason you aren't tied up and held in my personal lounge is because I believe we can help each other." Gemini took none of the sass from the teenager. He wasn't going to be pushed around by a kid. No matter how heroic they were.

"Then spit it out, Gemini." Ron backed her up. He easily grabbed her and pulled her back. He'd never had to hold her back so much in his life, but right now, time had not been either of their friends.

"I will give you a detailed coordinate mark where he is theorized to be hiding. But in return... I want immunity from your little heroics on my next venture." The request made Kim's jaw damn near hit the carpet.

"You've gotta been freakin insane to think I'm just gonna let you slide like that! If you really—

"You can catch the person who cost you so many precious lives... or you can have me arrested and live with the fact you let a psychotic maniac roam the earth another day—free to kill as many people as he likes. Your choice, Possible." He crosses his arms, and smirked confidently.

Kim was about to blow her top in denial, but Ron grabbed her shoulder. She turned around with a shocked expression and looked at the blonde boy.

"Were out of time, KP." He said in a quiet voice. Kim knew how serious he was. He didn't want to let Gemini go just as much as Kim. But he also didn't want the person responsible for murdering his friends walk free. She had to make a tough decision. And she had to make it now.

When she turned back to Gemini, he saw the immediate change on her face. It was no longer full fledged anger, but it was more of bothered and uncertainty.

"I look the other way this one time... and you give me the supposed location of the Grandmaster." She repeated, just to reassure herself the stakes. "Fine... but this one time. And this one time ONLY." Kim gritted her teeth at even the idea of letting a super criminal walk free.

"Smart choice, child." He smirked victoriously, then snapped his fingers with his only flesh hand. But, his signaling didn't work. It always worked. His men should have come running in by now. He narrows his eyes in annoyance, and did it once again.

"Rico! Lawson!" He then called out. But all he got, was total silence. "Something's wrong." He then said, pushing the two teens out of the way and walking toward the curtain.

But as he took another step, he heard screaming. Multiple screams echoing. In his club.

"Oh something is very wrong." Ron repeated, as he and Kim exchanged concerned glances.

"We're out of time! The location Gemini! Now!" Kim finally demanded, immediately thinking more mercenaries or worse to kill them and or Gemini. Being a super villain meant he was being targeting just as much as she.

"Drakken's old lair. The edge of Staten Island." The man briefly responded without care, as he stormed at the doorway. Kim quickly memorized what he said, and followed him with Ron.

As soon as they stepped outside the small lounge, they finally saw the mayhem.

Men in black military grade equipment had scattered through the entire club. Each with their own rifle, and black face masks to match. They were ransacking the entire place, looking for something. Or someone. Kim gasped loudly, as she immediately recognized them.

"Sorry to interrupt the party, ladies and gents!" The foreign man yelled. "We aren't here for you. And we definitely aren't here for this dry, dry alcohol." He insulted, as he grabbed a shot glass from the bar and tasted the drink with disgust.

"No, there are two very important guests here, that we need to have a stern talking to. So someone tell me.. where is, Kim Possible?"