Welcome back to Sent's fun house of horrors. For all who has stayed with this we have three more chapters to go after this one. See it hasn't hurt that much.
I want to thank everyone who has read, alerted, followed or reviewed DMS so far. And this is where I answer the reviews do here we go: CB73, one bad assed memory soon to go away; Invader Johnny, Anne knows too much. And you know what happens when someone knows too much, right; Jimmy1201, will something happen to Anne, to Vinney and Junior….or Ron. Well you get part of that answer right away.
Daccu65, some reveal yeah, but now it's time for action and mayhem. Someone will NOT survive this chapter; Tito-Mosquito, Junior and Vinnie didn't know Ron was in town, they were just lucky…..sometimes if it weren't for bad luck they wouldn't have any luck.
Okay, some props here; DMS is based off Tito-Mosquito's 'For the Pride of Lowardia' and is my take on that. So, hats off to Tito, you make people think. And second, to CajunBear73 for all the work he's done over the years being my beta. Thanks CB, I mean it.
Now let's get this show on the road,
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Dead Man Switch
Chapter 7
The Possible home in old Middleton:
"Dammit I can't run out there and stop this…people will see.", Ron groaned as his eyes turned azure blue. Before much longer there as a bright blue aura surrounding him as he gazed off. "But, I can follow them to their hidey hole and level it or something and get Anne back out."
Making sure the door was locked behind him, Ron quickly walked up the subdivision street to where he had left his dilapidated auto and casually glanced around himself to make sure that he wasn't noticed. He unlocked the doors to the car he nicknamed 'Heap', turned on the ignition and put the old vehicle into gear. Ron knew he was going in the opposite direction of the van he was tailing and drove around the block to turn around and avoid suspicion at the same time.
The former hero had abilities that he didn't discuss with anyone outside of Japan, the Yamanouchi School and its alumni. One of those talents that he had developed over the years was that of tracking someone, or something. Ron sniffed until he got a whiff of Anne Possible. With an evil grin he turned his vehicle towards the 'scent' he 'attained'.
He tracked them as a hound would, except that he didn't need his nose to tell which way they went.
XX
"What do you want with me?", Anne demanded as one of the uniformed men began to rub her shoulder.
"Us, well we are all about pain and pleasure Mrs. Possible and just love getting information while enjoying ourselves. You see I was there when Kimmie was stripped and forced to her knees. They tried to give her pleasure, but pain and torment were the only things she understood.", the one called Vinnie recalled, "They could have executed her here…But did you ever wonder why they waited till they got her to their home world and made a big party out of it by bringing in all sorts of guests?"
"You were there when my daughter was murdered…?"
"Of course, and quite frankly is was amusing to watch. To see her taken down a few notches before they took her head. I remember her bottom wiggling and her tears as she begged for her life. Several of the guys and I bet on that and I can say that I won a couple hundred bucks.", Vinnie now laughed out loud remembering the girl turned him down back in high school. Of course the blue eyed blonde also brought back was used by the contingent of men before being drugged and sent off to her fate a couple of years later.
"You know Vinnie.", the other laughed, "We've never taken two from the same family…This could be a first."
"Now hold on Junior, you know the orders. They have to be young and in pristine condition.", the other argued.
"Like the blonde was pristine when we got done with her, but the 'Ls' didn't even know…I doubt if they even care what little Tara went through before they got their hands on her.", Junior explained for Anne's benefit, "We get a chance to play with them a little before the shuttle comes for them, the last humans to do so."
Anne hissed, "You are disgusting…"
Vinnie laughed hoarsely, "That's a pretty good term Doctor, but we enjoy ourselves. I hope you will too since you have to be getting lonely since your dorky husband is on Mars right now. Now please relax it's going to take an hour to drive to our headquarters and you are going to need all the strength you have to get through the next few days…you won't be getting a lot of sleep."
XX
As Ron drove on the hilly country road, 'This place seems familiar…I wonder why?' Driving past a old faded sign, his mind almost froze, 'Clown Camp? … Shit we're at Wannaweep! What the hell are they doing out here?'
As the blond man passed the road that led to the scariest of the many places he had visited over his lifetime, he shuddered. He drove down the very lonely road for another ten minutes, then pulled off into a half unseen parkway he had noticed some years before when he was with the Middleton High cheer squad. After getting out of his POS Ford, Ron looked around and used his senses to feel if there was any-one or any-thing around watching.
Satisfied after a couple of minutes, he walked back up the road towards the place he last smelt Anne Possible.
'What are they doing at the old Wannaweep site?', Ron asked himself as he trod along as quickly and quietly as he could. 'Anne Possible knows enough about the operation that she might spill something to these assholes and jeopardize the whole thing. We might end up losing all our people and any chance of getting rid of our oppressors.'
Once at the road, the Monkey Master faded out of view and casually walked up the road, hoping this little act was good enough to fool any sensors that might be around and he was sure were there.
Ron stayed away from the pavement and traveled at least ten yards into the wood line. 'The sensors should be closer to the road, this will be better, and it's not that far anyway.', he mused knowing he had to get Mrs. Possible away from where she was and well aware he may have to persuade some of the collaborators to release her into his care.
XX
Inside a small, isolated darkened room that was more than a few levels below ground level in the Wannaweep Headquarters, in what could be described as a modern day dungeon:
The older red-haired physician sat in a straight-backed chair with a table in front of her as the African-American named 'Vinnie' approached her from the left, "Are you comfortable, Annie?"
"What is your issue young man…"
Junior was on her right and slapped her face, leaving a red mark, "Lady you don't wanna piss us off, the 'Ls' already took your baby, I even have a picture of the aftermath. Wanna see? I'm sure you'd appreciate it. I keep it as a memento.", Vinnie paused, "There she was naked as a jaybird, sounding like a babbling baby as she cried for her life."
"God no, not that!"
"Yes that…Or.", Junior offered before he lied through his teeth, "Tell us where the sidekick is. If you do and we can verify it and take him into custody, you can go free."
"I…I have not seen him in years, we have no contact with him.", Anne lied just as badly as the former 'D' hall enforcer did.
Vinnie leaned in, "And why is that, Doctor?"
"He is responsible for Kimmie's death, you bastards. He was supposed to protect her from harm. And. He. Failed. And. She. Was. Murdered by those aliens in a most disgraceful manner.", Anne spat out, really pissed off at these two men, one who admitted to seeing her daughter's execution in person.
The black man who had sometimes tormented Ron Stoppable, chuckled, "All you have to do is point us in his direction Anne, we'll take care of the rest and little Kimmie will be avenged."
"Vinnie, Junior, where do you want this one?", Brick asked as he opened the door and shoved another person inside.
"What do you want Flagg? We're not to be disturbed?", Junior told the prisoner's escort.
"This guy says he knows where Stoppable is, but he won't tell us without a reward."
"We can make you, runt…"
"Not likely asshole.", the figure replied as a glowing sword appeared in his hand.
XX
Previous:
The blond man seemed to flit silently from one shadow to another. Not even a fox would have noticed his passing from five feet away. Soon he came up to a building surrounded by a double fence made of razor wire. There was a motorized gate with a guard house placed where the road crossed the fence.
Outside and facing the road, a bored looking guard, holding an assault rifle in his lap, sat in a chair.
'Well let's see if I'm that much better.', Ron mused as he closed in on the unsuspecting sentinel.
The former member of Team Possible stopped in front of the guard and waited to see if he was going to be noticed. After waiting two minutes he just slid by the man while making sure not to make any noise to give away his presence.
As he slipped forward, Ron came to the front door/main entryway of the facility. Seeing one of the doors ajar, he continued to be silent and invisible as he slipped inside. The former hero made a cursory check and then headed down stairs to where Anne's odor was strongest and where he thought the detention cells were located.
'This is nothing like the old camp…this is worse.', Ron thought to himself as he continued down to the second level below ground.
At the fourth level he finally heard something and smelt it nearly as quickly. 'Lord that smells like fish guts.' Soon he was able to make out a form in front of him as he made his way about a third of the way through this level.
"Hey fish face.", Ron growled as he came upon his old nemesis, Gil Moss.
"I know that voice.", the guttural voice replied, "Squeeb! So you finally came here to see what happened to that cute blonde?"
"I know what happened to Tara, you pervert.", Ron grit his teeth.
"Yeah but I got to play with her before they sent her off, she was pretty insane by the time they did it. She was fun though."
The blond man inquired, "Your life for information. Where is Dr. Possible?"
"Cute red head? Kimmie's Mommie? She's downstairs with a couple of the guys. I'll get her in a few days when they get done with her.", Gill laughed, "I'm not allowed to goop her, but I can goop you, sidekick.", the mutant took a deep breath as something glowing blue in the gloom appeared at his left side.
"What's that?", Gill asked as an azure arc cut all the way though his torso.
The second cut was delivered from overhead and Ron's nemesis was neatly divided into six pieces on the floor.
"Shoulda done that years ago.", The Chosen Once chortled as he turned away to the nearest stairway, feeling a great sense of satisfaction over his childhood nemesis. Spying an air-conditioning duct, Ron turned around and walked back to Disney's version of the 'Swamp Thing', to pick up parts.
X
Twenty minutes later:
Ron found a restroom on the level he was on and washed his hands thoroughly, getting the fish guts off. He then resumed his search for the people who had Anne Possible. He was down another level when he came across another hulking figure.
"Ron is that you?", a familiar voice asked.
The blond man challenged, "Who wants to know?"
"Flagg, Brick Flagg.", the other expanded, "We gotta get Mrs. Possible outta here."
"Why should you care?"
Brick took Ron by the arm and led him to another room then shut the door and turned on the light, "I figured you're agent 'Pink Sloth', I'm Agent 'Big and Dumb', the larger man explained.
"I…I didn't know.", Ron replied.
"Yeah I just thought about it for a while and figured it out, but really we gotta get Mrs. Possible out of here. Vinnie and Junior have her down there and I think there are 'Ls' here too, down in the lower levels where they have her."
(Sob)
"You have me Brick. Now what is your assignment?"
"After we get the signal I'm to take my special rifle and kill everyone here."
Ron asked, "You mean the rail gun?"
"Yeah, all I know how to do is assemble it and fire it, though."
"Yeah, but I didn't know who was gonna do it. I have a question though, why are you helping out, Brick?"
"It's for Bonnie, Tara was her best friend and they killed her, like they did Kim. I was her friend too and she never did anything bad to anybody."
"Yeah…retribution.", Ron smiled, "Let's go save Mrs. Dr. P before those A-holes do anything bad to her."
Brick lowered his voice to a whisper, "They like to take their time Ron, that way they can terrorize their victims, they're sick."
"You just stay behind me in case we stumble on anyone else and make like you're taking me down, too. Otherwise let me handle this. Oh and Brick, can you get into their security apparatus?"
"Yeah when we get Mrs. Possible safe I'll show you.", the taller blond man led Ron toward an unmarked stairway that led further downstairs.
Finally after another five minutes, the former Middleton star quarterback held up his hand as they came to another level. This one was dark, hot and stuffy…obviously a dungeon of some sort. Brick whispered, "Their playroom is down here."
"Good let's get this done before more people show up.", Ron encouraged the slightly older ex-athlete.
"I heard a rumor Stoppable that someone is gonna take the fight to those animals…Do you know who it is?"
"Me? I haven't a clue Brick, but the guy must have some big brass ones to pull that off."
"So you're not the one?"
Ron lied, still not trusting everyone concerned with the mission at hand, "Me? Nah, I'm just the messenger boy, Brick. Remember? I'm the coward."
They both lowered their voices till there was no more than a whispered conversation between them. Brick asked, "Then why are you doing this Stoppable?"
"Anne Possible is my second Mother, big guy. I might have failed KP and Mom and Dad and all the others when I was younger, but I won't fail her now."
Brick stopped, "They want to pass her around and then send her off to the 'Ls'. I was going to do my best to stop that…"
"Together we'll stop it, Brick."
They both heard a loud crash and Brick forced Ron up against the wall, "I said I think there is a squad of 'Ls' at the bottom level, but the ones who know ain't speaking to the rest of us. I guess I won't be able to complete my mission…"
Ron glowed blue for a moment as his eyes turned golden and red. Just as quickly the aura died, "Yeah they're down there Brick, pull your duty weapon and take me down to where they're holding Mrs. Possible."
"Ron they'll turn you over to the 'Ls' and they will rip your head off and pull out your spine."
"Maybe, it sounds like fun, but do it anyway.", the former running back ordered.
"Ron…"
"Brick, just stay out of the way for once. We need you later to complete your assignment, so you have to be safe for now."
Flagg nodded and pulled out his sidearm and leveled at Ron then motioned with his head, "That way to the interrogation cells, Stoppable."
X
Back to present:
"Vinnie! Junior! Where do you want this one?", Brick asked as he opened the door and shoved Ron inside.
The former Mad Dog's blood ran cold seeing the woman who had nearly raised him with her clothes torn off and the red marks across her chest. "What do you want Flagg? You know we're not to be disturbed?", Junior told Ron's escort.
"This guy says he knows where Stoppable is, but he won't tell us without a reward."
"We can make you, runt…"
"Not likely asshole.", the figure replied as a glowing sword appeared in his hand and he began to move towards the one named Vinnie.
"Dammit he's armed! Didn't you check him before you brought him down here Flagg?", Junior shouted.
Before anyone could say anything the blond man closed the distance to 'Vinnie' and cut him in half with one stroke of the sword.
Still a blur of motion, the newcomer brought the weapon down the middle of Junior's head effectively bisecting the former resident of the 'Lifetime Loser's Club', and in effect, sending him to join his partner in the afterlife.
The three survivors looked at each other in horror as a voice from down the hall bellowed, "Who brings power here?"
"Dammit.", Ron hissed as he helped her to her feet, "Mrs. P pull yourself together and look terrified…Brick make like your messing with her."
Anne nodded while Brick gave him a questioning look, as Ron continued, "Do it! Or we all die here and now."
Ron pulled one of the recently living off to a corner and tossed a chair over him. Brick had the other and dragged him over to a door, opened it and stuffed the corpse in there before shutting the door.
The former sidekick frowned as he faded from view. Moments later two very large men entered the detention cell.
"I am Warzaur.", the first identified himself, "Who are you small one?"
Brick Flagg cleared his throat, "Agent Zing, sir. I'm here to make sure this civilian is still here when my supervisors return to question her further."
"Agent Zing…yes, but your clearance does not allow you to be here. So why are you?"
"Uh Sir, I don't know, all I know is that I was called down here…", and Brick's eyes opened wide as the second Lowardian suddenly had the business end of a glowing katana sticking through his abdomen and just as suddenly twist and slice upwards all the way through his skull before disappearing.
Brick's gawking gave away what just happened and Warzaur turned quickly to see a glowing sword appear and remove his head from his shoulders.
Both cuts were so fast that the first body hadn't hit the floor before the second Lowardian ceased to be.
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Ron Stoppable, Anne Possible, Brick Flagg, Vinnie, Junior and all the other 'canon' characters of the show 'Kim Possible' belong to Bob, Mark and the Disney Corporation and not myself nor CajunBear73. We just do this little hobby of ours to keep ourselves busy and to keep our readers on their meds.
We'll see ya next week,
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