Welcome back to this installment of your future nightmares, so before you say thanks…you're welcome. LOL
Again, I want to thank everyone who has faved, followed, alerted and or reviewed this tale and I hope that Tito Mosquito is also enjoying this as it plays out. Let's get to the reviews: Jimmy1201, you got the prize so you are first, yeah preparations usually take longer than actually doing things. Sensei knows quite a bit, but not the specifics. Ron being a bio-weapon? Close, but not quite; Daccu65, planning for a war means that hopefully everything goes according to plan. Meh details; Uberscribbler, yeah, obvious. Lord I hope you don't convince everyone to tar and feather me.
Invader Johnny, Ron doesn't play kids' games anymore; CB73, yes different parts of the plan are in motion; Bobtrumpet, I'd tell you but then…well.
Tito-Mosquito, Yeah, Sensei's on the way out. I mean how old is he? The ninja master was like ancient twenty years before when Ron was in school; Cloaked Glydr, remember the Tempus Simia is smashed.
Anyway, I want to thank CajunBear for all his work over the last fifty or sixty years…..yeah it feels that way.
Let's get this show on the road,
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Dead Man Switch
Chapter 4
Drakken's hidden lair:
"Sidekick you have been here three weeks and have been getting better. So when are we going to change locations?", the former Doctor Drakken asked as he sat at a computer terminal. Busy viewing security cameras, he looked for possible trouble in the form of Lowardians or their human accomplices as well as surfing to see if there was anything worth sharing with the other members residing in the hidey hole.
"We should leave tomorrow. I need to up my training regimen to make sure I am ready for the trip and the fun to follow. Do you have any lair close to a large forest where I may be able to get as much exercise as I need without attracting attention?"
"I have one where you will be able to do that Stoppable, but it's a three day drive by the most direct route."
"Good we need to go there, but by using an indirect route instead. After I am finished with the training I need to do, I will go my own way."
"When do you plan to launch?"
"In another month or so after I finish…you understand I cannot give you the exact time because of security. But before we leave this place I have to send out messages to alert the other members of the operation of the time schedule.", Ron informed Drew Lipsky accepting that the former villain deserved some sort of trust.
"And Johann and I are not deemed worthy…"
"The less people who know the better the chance for success Drakken."
"Stoppable, I wish I could go…"
"Listen Drew, I lost almost everything. I think this is the only way we'll ever be free of those animals. They have turned us into a slave colony and I think, just like KP did, that the people of the Earth are better than that. I know when this is all over people are going to ask questions, but do yourself a favor and don't admit anything. I won't be able to get all of them, but I'll do my damned best to get rid of the worst ones. I think with the assets we have we can finish off any that come to see if we had anything to do with the destruction of their planet. If we can beat them we'll probably fight. If we can't, we can always say we didn't know anything about this.", Ron explained.
"Sidekick you are going to take all the glory in this…"
"I don't want glory Doc…I want retribution…I want to make sure that what happened to Kim Possible doesn't happen to another young girl ever again…Like it has all those others.", Ron Stoppable lectured the older man, "You have done your share, let the other people do theirs."
"Sidekick, you've told me what this means to you and the nightmares. And I saw with my own eyes what happened to Kimberly Anne and Shego and since you seem really serious about this…is the reason that I and Johann agreed to help you commit suicide in this manner. But we have to think of what would happen if this backfires."
Ron frowned, "Then the Earth would die Lipsky, along with everyone living here. So we'd better make sure this works, but again the less people who know, the safer the plan is."
"I suppose so. Now when does James return…and does he completely support this?"
"Well Mister Possible is supposed to be flying home when I'm on the outbound flight to the empire's home world. Do me a favor and talk it out with him 'cause I won't be seeing him again in this lifetime. As for Mister Doctor P supporting this…I guess he does since we talked it out over a bottle of Scotch. Though I don't think he expected me to be his primary volunteer…I don't think he expected me to have the guts to even try it.", Ron lowered his voice as if he didn't want the walls to hear him.
Sighing, "Stoppable, I will speak with him when he gets done with his quarantine."
"Good. Listen I have to make some contacts…You really don't want to hear or see what I am doing.", Ron warned.
(Sob)
"I understand Stoppable, if I don't know anything I can't reveal anything."
"Drew.", Ron informed the former villain, "I hear the Lowardians have something that makes your brain tap machine look like a toy. You don't want them to squeeze your brain like a sponge and leave you a babbling imbecile."
"Doesn't sound like fun…"
"It's not."
"I didn't want Johann to know exactly what you are doing, I'm afraid that he might be forced to talk."
"I thought he was resting after being on watch all night…"
"He was and is resting.", the blue former villain replied. "I have a cyanide pill inside a false tooth, if they grab me I'll just bite down. But I don't know if Johann would be able to do that."
"Good to know Drew, now excuse me while I make the contacts I need to inform about where we are at in this process of kicking Lowardia's ass in a way they will never recover from."
"Sidekick you must really hate them…"
"I do and I don't, I hate myself more than them.", Ron replied.
"Do you want to talk about it when you're finished with the computer?"
"Not really Drakken.", Ron responded, "I mean I don't want the info out. If there is a chance of the bad guys hacking us, I don't want to give the whole package away to those animals. This could still come back to haunt us here on Earth if there are enough of them left to invade again."
XXX
Upperton, Colorado, Lowardian, Consulate:
Major Craig Weatherspoon brushed back his greasy hair and grit out, "How long has the sidekick been missing Sergeant?"
"Nearly two months since he returned from Japan, sir.", the noncom replied, sweating bullets since he knew the fate of underperformers in the organization.
"Explain yourself Sergeant."
The individual who was standing in front of his CO's desk continued, "Sir, we were aware that he traveled to Japan, but lost track of him there as we have several other times. Then he reappeared at his home of record and now he has gone missing again."
"Well find him, yesterday.", the officer snapped.
"Sir if you don't mind me asking, why do we need to find him? He is a clown…a nobody now that Possible isn't there to pull his skinny butt out of the fire."
"Listen if you care about your life, make sure you find him. This goes all the way to the top…the reason they want him is confidential…even from me."
"The top? Do you mean…"
"Yes, the Imperial Throne. Empress Warmona and Emperor Warhok both have interest in this one and the local 'L's are getting nervous about this guy. And although they keep out of sight, they are going to come looking for him if we don't produce him first."
"But why are they worried? He's nothing and never has been.", the former 'D' hall bully named Vinnie explained.
The officer lowered his voice in case the walls had 'ears', "Listen you didn't hear this from me, but one of the reasons they came to Earth in the first place was to find something called the 'Great Blue'…which they never have, but they think it might be your former classmate." Sighing, "Just do as you're ordered or we'll both end up in the Correction Chamber.", Weatherspoon warned.
The NCO stiffened; he had been introduced to that place just to give him an understanding of what it could do. Not wanting that experience again he nervously nodded, "I will make sure we find him…"
"If he gives you any trouble, make him disappear permanently."
"As long as you take care of the grease stain, my men and I will take care of the rest,", the former bully promised with a chuckle.
The officer nodded, "I don't know why they kept him around instead of eliminating him. To my mind he has the ability to cause too much trouble. Now get moving."
"Yes sir, we will check out all his old haunts and track him down. Does he still have that tracking chip in him that they informed us about?", the former bully inquired.
"No it stopped functioning years ago. You and your men are going to have to do this the hard way."
"Do we have a timetable, sir?"
"No not at this point Poindexter, but the parameters of this mission may change at any time."
"Yes sir, I understand. We will be also ready in case there is a need to turn this into a seek and destroy mission instead of detain situation."
"You have to make sure that we do not have any publicity about our movements. For the most part the people here on Earth have forgotten all about the invasion and we keep the information about our annual tribute to the Empire quiet as well. If it was common knowledge that we give up fifteen teenaged girls to be executed for Lowardia's pleasure every year, we would have an uprising which our Masters would have to put down, maybe wasting manpower in the process.", the Major reminded the Sergeant, unaware of the plans that had been formed in eliminating him and his men.
"Yes sir, my men and I will do our work in the background. That way the unit will be able to disavow any knowledge of anything that happens and then you will be able to place the blame on someone else."
"And while you are at it see if you can catch a whiff of an uprising since you brought that up. We always hear a few things near the time we take the girls off planet to feed the 'blood factory'."
"Yes sir. Should I start with Global Justice? The sidekick used to work with them once upon a time before we had them under our control."
The Major frowned, "They usually do what we want Sergeant, maybe they have grown enough of a backbone to stand up to us. So pay a visit to Betty with the usual threats, maybe you could reveal what might happen to her nieces if she doesn't cooperate."
"Yes sir, I'm sure my men and I can get her attention and give us any information that they have on the individual in question we will interrogate them at the Wannaweep detention facility."
"Make sure you do Poindexter, now get out of my sight until you have some results.", the Major ordered.
The former 'D' hall goon snapped to attention and saluted the officer, and then turned on his heel and marched from the room. 'I hope we get Stoppable down here soon, the boss doesn't like failures and he's pissed right now.'
XXX
Drakken's lair:
Ron Stoppable wrote down the single-use email addresses of several of the main people in the plan and began to write out cryptic messages which he had memorized months earlier, to which he expected no returns. In short they were just announcements that the overall plan was on track and continuing and only two more messages were to be sent out to another set of addresses in the future.
To Envoy Impersonate (Tim Possible) he sent, "Glory be oh wise ones within the established order. It is said that the Lord comes for those who have patience. Amen sister."
To Gutter Snipe (Wade Load) of the Out-Worlds Mining Collaborate: "With a hand on the holy book the redeemer shall enthrall the masses who wait for his coming in glory."
To Green Eyed Musclebound Hero (Anne Possible) of The Prolific Mind: "To feed the masses one must meditate with the Almighty on a yearly basis."
To Macklock Everwise (Professor Henning) of the Mars Colony: "The morning sun will rise in the west while the moon, Mindobi 6, descends to the southern pole regions."
The once-blond goof sent ten more messages to the email accounts he had set with Wade Load's personal help before an administered drug left the genius with symptoms of a complete and devastating nervous breakdown seven months previously. Of course all messages had a number of addressees although most of those were bogus.
After finishing, Ron deleted all emails and shut down the computer. Once he unplugged the device, he quickly removed the hard drive and placed it inside of a large electromagnet before turning it on. The blond man then rose and calmly walked over to the coffee pot and poured himself a cup.
X
"Doc, are we ready to go?", the former sidekick asked as he fastened his seatbelt.
"Yes Stoppable, we're just waiting for Johann to finish setting security on the lair. We might want to use this place again."
"I guess it has its points if you like to get away from people, that is.", Ron mused.
"It's a good hidey hole Sidekick, maybe I'll get a chance to use it you know maybe for a little low class villainy.", Drakken mused and then chuckled, "You won't be around to stop me and my partner from making a little money to support ourselves…"
"Doc, aren't you getting a little old for that?"
"Yes, but we want to pull off one or two capers and then we'll be set for life. Neither of us want to try and take over the world anymore and even if we did you won't be around to stop us.", the old man's cackle returned like the old days, "There he is now."
"Well, have fun with it then. Think of it as something to remember Kim and Ron by."
"Vell vhat ded Eh miss.", the short ex-maniac inquired.
"Nothing Johann.", Drakken replied as he opened the door and stepped on the foot feed to get the dumpy old van moving.
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Ron Stoppable, Vinney, Junior, the Tweebs and all the other 'canon' characters from the show 'Kim Possible' belong to Mark, Bob and the Disney Corporation and not myself nor CajunBear73. Us amateurs just do this to give us something to do and make sure you take your meds.
We'll see ya next week,
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