Born a legacy 2

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I just decided to fix this chapter. I have plans to continue it, but not now.

A nine year old boy stood quietly waiting by a bus stop sign. He softly tapped his foot on the ground as he waited. His foot fell in a rhythm, and continuously tapped the floor until the bus would arrive.

The sidewalk was empty with just him silently waiting. The place greatly resembled the Suburbans, but it wasn't. It was just a friendlier neighborhood in the outskirts of a big city. The suburban of a troubled city, where violence have yet to reach.

His hair color was blood red making him stand out in a crowd, or class, unless he stood by a red wall, which isn't always the case. The hair was just long enough to give him a bang, it slightly covered his left eye. His piercing green eyes only added to his uniqueness. His good looks.

The boy was the son of Kimberly Ann Possible, otherwise known as Kim Possible. He was Ruben Uzumaki Possible, also known as Ru, and sometimes went by Ben.

His mom would simply called him Ruben or just Ru, but Rubens meant red in Latin. It was a name his mother had chosen due to his extreme hair color. The red hair he inherited from his mom was more potent than any relative before him, just like the color of her eyes. His eyes were inherited from his mother. His eyes were breathtaking, his mom would comment on how beautiful his emerald colored eyes were from time to time.

He was lean and fit for his age.

Ruben wore a black pant with a black shirt, a medium sized letter "P" on the front of it. He stood casually with his white shoes. His hands in his pocket. He always had his hands in his pocket wherever he went, it calmed him.

A blue backpack hung on lazily his back, a sign that he was attending school. It hung lazily on his back with his left shoulder holding it.

A yellow bus came into view of the street. It was just like every other school bus in America.

It came to a slow stop and opened the door for Ruben. The driver a lanky looking man seemed to be looking a bit rushed.

Ruben climbed the stairs. He ignored the curious gaze from the girls in the bus. He took the seats in the farthest back. He did not want girls staring at the back of his head throughout the trip.

He did not want to attend Enerton Jr. High, but his mom had convinced him to go and try it. She was always so convincing when she wanted to.

He shifted as he saw the girls in the bus sneaked glances at him. He silently fumed when they all slowly started glancing at him in a way that they thought was subtle, it certainly wasn't. They might as well had been blowing kisses to him.

He didn't like being put on displayed because that was what it felt like. Every time he showed his face to the world he would immediately get attention, and it only got worse whenever someone realized who his mom was. He didn't need to hide who he was, but it was usually better to keep people from fawning over him.

At least the school had him registered as Uzumaki instead of Possible. It would help keep attention off of him. His mother had made sure of that.

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School quickly becames boring. Kids would try, and befriend him, but he would never feel any interest in becoming their friend. They weren't people he would call friends.

He didn't see the point in their pointless fight to stay popular. He was younger than most of them, but he still looked to be their age. None of them have yet to realize that he was younger.

The teachers constantly brought up how smart he was. Homework was just so easy. He didn't need to study to know the answers, because he understood what was being taught in class. He would have advanced to High school already had his mom agreed, but she didn't. She wanted him to advance slowly, and to learn how to socialize with kids his own age. Socializing with them though was talking about something cool that he saw or what new game he had, which he didn't like telling anyone of. His mom did say once that his insightfulness was a gift, and a burden at the same time. It didn't allow him to make friends with kids his own age.

He knew how to socialize. He simply chose not to talk or hang out, not with kids who could just as easily grow jealous of him.

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Ruben stepped out of the school bus. The engine releasing a hiss as it started moving again.

He didn't turn to see it disappear down the road. He simply walked straight home with an indifferent expression. He slid his hands back into his pockets and he calmed considerably. He felt relaxed when he arrived home.

An average looking home. Brown roof, and white outer walls. It had a front lawn with healthy green grass growing. The street's sidewalk branched out toward the door of his home.

He reached the door, and entered. His mom was home.

He came upon his mom doing a series of stances, and flipping as she fought an invisible enemy. She stopped as soon as she noticed him. She wore a black cargo pant with a white tank top. A familiar style that she wore back during his high school days.

Despite his mom being only a year from becoming thirty she still looked as if she only became twenty. It was her physique, a physique gained through training, and constant exercise. Her healthy diet only contributed more to that.

"How was school?" she asked. She walked into the kitchen to fix herself something to drink.

"The same," replied Ruben. He followed the school schedule and never bothered to stay after school to hang out with the other kids. He lacked something he only found in battle, and hanging with kids would only hinder him.

Despite being only nine he was deadly. A natural born fighter. He wasn't sure whether he had gotten it from his mom or dad, but he knew that it scared even his mom with how quick he picked up the various martial arts he was taught. He was already learning how to use a wide variety of weapons of all kind. It was only a matter of time before he surpassed her.

"Want any orange juice?" asked his mom. She brought a juice box out to show him.

Ruben nodded. His mom smiled in response. He glanced at the living room wall. A white cloak hung against the wall. It was his fathers. One of the two things that they had of him.

He had asked about him once. The man was dead, that had been the simple answer his mom had given. He never asked again, but the thought always lingered in the back of his head, was the man really dead? He didn't really think so, he just didn't get the feeling that his dad was dead.

"Here," said his mom. She handed him a glass cup of orange juice. She walked back into the kitchen and leaned against the kitchen counter.

Ruben took it. He moved to place his back pack on the couch before taking a seat next to it.

"We're going to go visit your grandparents tomorrow, they want to see you," said Kim with a small smile. "They brag about you to their colleagues."

Ruben smiled slightly upon hearing that. His grandparents always brought a smile to his face. They were open minded, and always took his opinions seriously, maybe that was why his uncles were so smart. The twins were world famous for their ingenuity.

"They're returning from work, and will be waiting us," explained Kim. She placed an empty glass cup on the kitchen counter.

Ruben drank his juice. "We could make it today if we found a jet. Wade could probably arrange for that if he needed to."

His mom smiled. "I know, but they don't know that we moved here."

Ruben nodded. He shook his bang out of his eye and smiled.

"Wish you would do that more. I swear that smiles of yours makes the sun rise," said Kim. She gave him a hug. She kissed his head as he struggled childishly. "Come we're gonna eat out Ru."

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Ru entered his grandparents home. His uncle Tim was there with uncle Jim. The twins instantly waved at him. They despite barely being adults, but both already graduates of Middleton Institute of Science and Technology.

"Ruben!" they both shouted. They each took a look at themselves before smiling. "Mom! Dad he's here!"

Ruben stood watching as his grandparents raced out of the kitchen. They had bowls of food and quickly placed it on the table.

His grandma was on him within seconds. She was barely in her forties her hair just becoming grey. His grandpa Jim was the same, but already greying so much more than his grandma.

"He's gotten so big," said grandpa Jim.

"I almost forgot how red his hair was," said his grandma. She hugged him once more before letting him go.

Ruben turned to look at the door to see his mom watching with a smile.

"Hey Kim!" greeted the entire Possible family in sync.

"Hi," replied Kim with a bit of uncertainty. She laughed at their expression as they stared at each other.

"Jinx you all owe me a soda," said Tim and patted his twin on the back. "Don't worry I'll let you keep yours."

"hmm." grunted the other.

"Its been such a long time," said Tim. His twin nodded in agreement.

"Only a year," answered Ruben, "I could visit more in the future."

"Really?" asked his grandma, "Where did you two move to, this time?"

"Enerton," said Kim, "It's a nice place."

"Nice?" shouted both grandparents, "Kim, that is a terrible place especially for someone like Ruben."

Kim waved it off with a smile. "He chose the place, I just moved us."

Their eyes moved to Ruben.

"Well I thought I could develop my skills there. Crime fighting like mom used to," replied Ruben with a smile, "I want to help people like mom used to."

"Kimmy was older than you when she started the hero business, but...," replied grandma Possible. She melted under his smile.

"You have our support Ru" said grandpa Possible after his wife. "I'm so proud that you want to step in your mom's shoes."

"He's incredible," said Jim. His dad wouldn't have let him do that at Rubens' age.

Tim Jr. nodded in agreement. "Can you imagine how long we would have been grounded for saying something like that."

"Months," said Jim answering his brother.

"I think we get it," said Kim to her brothers. She tapped Ruben on the shoulder. "You stay here I'm going to go visit an old friend."

Ruben nodded with a smile and gave his mom a hug.

"Come on Ruben we'll show you our new car. Its designed to go faster than the speed of sound several times over," said Tim. He turned to his parents. "We'll bring him back when we're done."

"We'll be in the living room going over Ruben's baby picture," answered both grandparents.

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"Didn't you already do that?" asked Ruben about the car that could travel several times the speed of sound. He was pulled by Jim Jr. to follow them to the garage.

"But this time its self sustaining. Powered by a special rock we excavated from the darkest and deepest pit of the earth's core," said Jim, "It also has weapons of course."

"We need to get rid of it really. We still haven't got our own place and its taking too much space," said Tim with a large smile. "I don't think Kim will mind you driving right?"

Ruben shook his head with a small smile. "Mom taught me how to drive just this year."

The twins gave him a jealous look before they smiled. "Since your going to go hero why don't we help start you off."

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"Kim!" shouted Monique and jumped on her best friend giving the strongest bear hug she could.

Kim struggled to get out before giving in and letting Monique finish her hug.

"Girl where have you been at?" asked Monique. She looked excited enough to burst.

Monique looked thinner than she did back in high school. She was dressed in an expensive dress with an impressive high heels.

"Hey Monique. Sorry for not having talked to you in a while," replied Kim with her hands together in nervousness.

"Sure its only been nine years," replied Monique with a sarcastic tone.

"Well I had a good reason." replied Kim and brought out a picture of her and Ruben. "See."

Monique's eyes widen comically before pulling Kim inside her home.

"Tell me everything."

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"Its comfortable," said Ru as he checked himself. He wore a black long sleeve shirt.

"Its a nano shirt," said Jim and took out a blue pant. "And this is a nano pant. Looks normal, but its voice activated."

"Can't forget nano shoes," said Tim bringing out white shoes.

"How do I make it change to look how I want?"

"Imagine how you want it to look," replied Tim.

Ru nodded and closed his eyes. A mask to cover his lower face. A spandex like skin appeared over his mouth covering it.

"Cool you look like a ninja!" said Jim.

"Hicka-bicka-boo," said Tim and raised his right arm to high five his brother.

"Hooo-Sha," replied Jim. They looked back to their nephew who looked very intimidating with his lower face covered. He just had the face, a face that could easily intimidate.

Ru closed his eyes and imagined a ninjato in his hand. He felt the shape of a perfect sword in his hand. He grabbed the sheath and pulled the sword out. A smooth gliding sound was heard as he pulled it out. Piercing green eyes opened as he felt an adrenaline rush.

"Wow," said Tim. His nephew's presence suddenly felt deadly.

"Ruben you there!" asked a slightly worry Jim.

Ruben put the sword back in the sheath and nodded. "I think I like this suit."

"Your mom once had a cool costume to," said Tim. "It was destroyed though."

"We could make her another, but she's retired you know," continued Jim, "Things were so much fun back then."

Ruben simply chose to remain silent and stared at the sword in his hand before it disappeared as if it had been made out of dust. He placed his hands in his pocket and relaxed as he felt familiar beads in his pocket. The necklace he had gotten from his mom, a piece of his father was always in his pocket. He didn't wear it for fear he might rip it in his trainings or spars. It was one of the only pieces connecting him to his dad.

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"Where did Ron go?" asked Kim after she finished letting Monique know of what she had been doing. She had lost contact with him over three years ago.

"He got married," replied Monique unsure if she should have answered.

"Good," replied Kim with a smile. "So who was the lucky girl?"

"Bonnie," replied Monique again. She stared at Kim who frowned slightly before nodding.

"I'm surprised actually but if he's happy than that's great," replied Kim and toyed with a pencil she found on one of Monique's table.

"Tell me about your son," said Monique.

"He's quiet to people he doesn't know..."

Ru landed softly on his couch. He wore his nano clothes and made it change into his pajamas. Changing time zones messed up his internal clock. He glanced at another couch across the one he was on and saw that his mom was having the same problem. They were both tired.

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Enerton was a city full of criminal actitvies. It was just the place where he needed to start before making his way out into the big world.

Ru perched himself above a tower. His mask, and suit was on. His lower face covered, and his clothes slightly baggy designed to give him room to move. A black utility belt was tied on his waist in case he needed more than power.

He was a boy version of his mother when she had been a teen. He didn't need too many special tools to take down criminals. He only covered his face to protect his identity, and it also doubled as a gas mask. The nano clothes protected him from just about every type of poisonous gas, but should he fall in a tank full of acid he doubted he climb back out.

Ru nearly jumped in glee when he spotted his first damsel in distress. It was a twenty year old woman with brown hair. She was surrounded by three low life. They had simple pocket knives, making the woman move back into a alley where they planned to corner her.

Ru dashed to help the woman. He drew three shurikens, and threw them to disarm the assailants. He felt a odd sense of satisfaction when all three connected to their target.

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