Here's the next installment. Sorry… took me longer than I expected to get it done. Thanks for all the reviews and everyone reading. A special thanks to thse who have left a review: Whisper from the shadows, AtomicFire, sveta89, spectre666, Alphamech, and romantic-cancer.

Disclaimer: Just why do I not own the characters involved in this? I do not know… and it vexes me so… (hey! That rhymes!)

Chapter 5

Early the next morning Kim was to run through an obstacle course, and since she was to be there at 7:00am, she decided to get up around 5:30 or 6:00. Out of sheer habit, she started doing some stretching exercises and then realized…

"What am I doing?" She said to herself. "I don't need to stretch my arms and legs. Maybe I could do some stomach crunches though."

As she worked her stomach muscles, Kim was remembering the synopsis that Oscar Goldman had printed up for her, describing everything that had been done to her. It was simply amazing that all that work had been done in about a two-hour surgery. It was almost as if they had… done it before?"

I'll have to remember to ask them… She thought squeezing out a few extra crunches.

Looking at the clock, Kim realized that she had been doing crunches for nearly 45 minutes straight, and her muscles weren't even tired! "Nothing like a little muscle enhancement to get you through the day." She said patting her taught abdominal muscles.

"Oops, that reminds me…" She went into the kitchen and drank a glass of the terrible tasting supplement, and chased it with a glass of water. "Ugh! I can't stand that stuff. Maybe they can shrink it to a pill, or a weekly injection or something."

…x x x x…

Arriving at 7:00 on the dot, Kim actually arrived a few minutes before the team who was to observe her arrived. Two minutes later the observation team arrived. One of the team members handed her some information about the obstacle course, and she looked it over.

Level 1 - Lifting weights and running. Test of strength and speed.

Level 2 - Easy obstacle course. Comprised of jumping, crawling, general avoidance.

Level 3 - Intermediate obstacle course. Comprised of level 2 with added danger of flying objects to include (but not limited to) steel balls, flying discs, and swing arms).

Level 4 - Hard obstacle course. All previous levels included with the addition of explosive devices.

Level 5 – Incomplete. Involves hand to hand combat in which deadly force will be needed.

…x x x x…

In level 1, Kim easily maxed out most of the machines designed to test her strength and speed, and the results recorded were just short of spectacular. She could bench press 8 tons, and leg-press about 10 tons. Her combined lift, which comprised of lifting dead weight from waist height to above her head, was a staggering 20 tons! Her theoretical maximum was 23 to 25 ton, but the results on her first day were just incredible. Her maximum running speed would very between 100 and 115 mph.

The fact that her speed varied a bit wasn't much of a concern, but the scientists would look into it anyway. The synthetic muscle that was implanted in her chest, shoulders and back to help support the strength of the arms was working flawlessly. There may be an issue with the syntho-muscle in her glutes, as that may be the reason for her speed variance.

The entire time Kim was doing all of the tests she kept glancing at the clock on the wall. Ron's funeral was at 11:00, and she wanted to be finished about 10:00. Currently it was 8:30.

Next was the obstacle course, and then there was to be a scheduled break between 9 and 10. To run the first level of the obstacle course, Kim was led to a large area about the size of a football field. Part of this had to be above ground, as the ceiling was about as high as a NFL domed field.

Looking around, she saw an observation area up on the far wall with plate glass windows. There she saw Betty Director, and gave her a small wave and smile. Betty smiled back and returned the wave. She reached down to a panel and must have keyed a mic, as her voice was then heard over the speakers.

"Are you ready, Kim?" She asked, her voice echoing off the walls. Kim gave a thumb's up. Someone must have come in to the room at that moment as Betty suddenly turned around.

…x x x x…

"Oscar…" Dr. Director said, slightly surprised. "We didn't expect you here until this afternoon."

"I just wanted to stop by and see how Kim was doing."

"The strength and speed tests are very promising, and we only see improvements coming in the future. There seems to be a small discrepancy with holding her top running speed, but we should have it figured out by the end of the day."

"Have we tested her eye yet?" Oscar asked as he looked over the preliminary results.

"That's planned for this afternoon."

"Where are we on the obstacle course?" Oscar asked, looking down at Kim from the observation booth.

"She's about to run Level 2."

"Hmm…" Oscar said as he gently rubbed his chin. "5 minutes after she starts, switch it up to a level 4."

"What?" Dr. Director exclaimed in surprise. "She's not ready for that. Not at all. She's not even expecting anything like that."

"As I have said before Betty, we don't have much time. Besides, I would like to see just what our girl is capable of doing."

Oscar Goldman didn't have a title persay, but he was considered to be a man high up in the organization. As a result, Dr. Betty Director could do nothing but pray that Kim would be able to handle herself.

…x x x x…

This is just too easy. Kim thought, as she was slowly jogging through the course, jumping over small walls that would slide up from the floor. At one point she was forced to lie down and crawl on her stomach through a long cement pipe. When she came out of the pipe, Kim knew almost immediately that something had changed. The course was no longer a level 2.

They must be testing me. She thought to herself, and cautiously moved forward. Almost immediately, she heard the sound of an air cannon and looked to her left to see a basketball-sized metal ball hurling towards her head!

She ducked and rolled to her right, as the ball whooshed over her back, and exploded as it hit the nearby cement pillar. As a result, the pillar came crashing down, causing her to leap to her right.

Just as Kim landed, she then heard the sound of two flying objects that were flying under their own power. Shaped like large discs, one had what looked like razor sharp blades whirling around its outer edge. The other, Kim couldn't see what kind of weaponry it might have.

The bladed one swooped down causing her to duck and run, and then she found out what the other had for attack capability. It fired a laser right in front of her, stopping her run. Dodging the shot, Kim realized what it was trying to do. It was trying to direct her to a specific location, namely, to corner her.

Kim found herself in a corner of two cement walls, and each time she tried to get out, laser fire would cause her to return back. All the while the bladed disc was waiting.

Suddenly she realized what was going to happen next. The laser disc was holding her in place, then the bladed disc was going to swoop in and slice her to bits!

"Well, they want to see what I can do…" Kim said to her self, dropped to a knee, and picked up a chunk of concrete left from the fallen pillar.

Finding that she could track the objects with her bionic eye, she focused on the bladed disc, and just as it came at her, she threw the chunk of concrete! Now since this was her first fighting-type scenario with her bionic arms, she had not yet figured out how to completely control her strength. As a result, when the chunk of concrete hit the bladed disc, it completely destroyed it in a tremendous explosion!

One of the spinning blades whipped towards the observation lounge, and imbedded itself in the 3-inch thick reinforced glass that protected the occupants inside. Oscar flinched when it hit, but Betty just stood there, smiling a wide grin.

"So…" Betty said with an air of complete confidence. "You like what our girl can do?"

"She has to get rid of the other disc now, too." Oscar said as he straightened his jacket a bit in an attempt to regain his composure.

They looked back down to Kim as she was still cornered by the laser disc.

…x x x x…

Looking around frantically, Kim was trying to get away from the disc that kept firing a laser at her. It seems to be firing from just one emitter, so this shouldn't be too hard.

About 50 feet away, Kim saw something she could use. She just had to get over to it without having a hole burned through her.

"It's gotta have some kind of motion sensor, or something." Kim said to herself, and then noticed she was standing on loose gravel. While keeping an eye on the disc as it moved back and forth, waiting for her to move one way or the other, Kim kneeled down and grabbed a handful.

With a flick of her wrist, the small pebbles peppered the metallic skin of the disc and confused the sensors long enough for her to get to the object she wanted.

…x x x x…

"What is she doing?" Oscar asked as he watched.

"I… think we better get to a safer place, sir." Betty said as she gently tugged on his arm.

"Whatever for? We're safe in here, aren't we?" Oscar said as he indicated the blade that was stuck in the window.

"I don't think it will hold up to what may happen though, so let's be safe and move. Now!" She pulled Oscar out the reinforced steel exit door, and slammed it shut.

…x x x x…

Kim picked up a quarter sphere that was left from the exploding ball earlier. Tearing a piece of cloth from her shirt, she quickly polished the inside, her hand moving almost to fast to see, to an almost perfect reflective surface.

The laser disc recovered from the onslaught of gravel, and headed towards Kim at an astounding rate of speed, charging its laser for a massive assault.

Just as the laser fired, Kim lifted the quarter-sphere up, the concave portion pointed towards her aggressor. The laser hit the reflective surface, and bounced back, hitting what else? The observation booth.

Immediately the glass melted under the intense heat of the beam and it slammed into the door that Oscar and Dr. Director had just exited, causing the door to heat up and groaned from the intense heat! Kim then started to move her crude aiming device, trying to reflect the laser back at the disc. The sensors must have still been slightly confused, as the disc continually fired the beam. As Kim moved and tilted her reflective surface, the beam was hitting all kinds of things in and around the building.

Once she finally got her aim dialed in, a small movement of her wrist finally reflected the beam directly back at the disc causing it to explode!

Breathing out, Kim looked around the decimated area. Large black scorch marks were all over the walls, the observation room was utterly destroyed, and she was sure that a few support beams would need to be repaired so that the ceiling wouldn't cave in.

She walked through the exit, and noticed a clock on a wall as she entered the hall. It was 10:15.

"Oh crap! I've gotta get ready for the funeral!" She quickly ran to her room hearing a few large pieces of the obstacle course falling over from her little… exercise.

…x x x x…

Dressed in basic jeans and shirt, Kim then threw on a black trench coat, and found a large brimmed hat that could be used to somewhat hide her face. She had about 25 minutes to get to the funeral, and she quickly opened the door, almost running into Betty Director.

"Whoa there, Kim. Or should I say Quinn? You look like you're going under cover somewhere… say to a funeral or something?"

"I'm sorry Betty," Quinn said quickly. "I have to be there. I NEED to be there."

"I had a feeling you would feel that way." Betty said breathing out. "I have something for you."

Betty reached into her pocket and pulled out a small gold-chained necklace, which had a small pendant. It looked like it would hold a small picture, but in actuality, it was solid. The front had engraved designs, and on the back was the initials QP.

"Betty… It's… beautiful. I… don't know what to say." Quinn dropped her eyes, a hint of a blush appearing on her cheeks.

"I wanted to give you this under better circumstances, but I think you will need it right now."

Quinn looked at her with confused eyes.

"This is more than just a necklace. It's the latest in Voice Changing technology. Once you put it on tap the pendant twice, and it will activate. After that, tap it once and speak. It will give you three slightly different options to your own voice. One tap will change it to the next one. Once you decide which one you like, leave it there, and tap it three times. It will then lock the change in. After selecting which one you want, it cannot be changed. As long as you wear it, that will be your new voice.

"Spankin'." Quinn said and put the necklace on with Betty's help. After a few quick taps, she selected the voice she liked the best. It was a bit lower than Kim's and the timbre was just slightly off. It also sounded just a bit breathy, and alluring.

"I approve." Betty said, after hearing Quinn's voice. "Oh… before I forget, it's also an emergency call that comes directly to me. Just press your initials and hold for two seconds. I'll get help to you as soon as I can."

"Thank-you so much Betty." Quinn said as she wrapped her arms around the older woman and squeezed affectionately. "Thank-you for everything." A small tear dropped from her natural eye, which had the hazel colored contact.

"Quinn…" Betty called after her just as she reached the exit. "Please be careful."

…x x x x…

After Quinn walked a few steps into the bright sunshine, she stopped. "What was I thinking? I don't have anyway to get to the cemetery!"

Just then a black 2006 Ford Mustang GT convertible pulled up in front of her and stopped. An obviously dressed GJ agent stepped out of the car as the top started to lower.

"Your car, Miss Probable."

"Thank-you." She said, and then took a double take at the officer, lowering the black sunglasses she had just put on. "Agent… Du?"

"Yes Ma'am?" Will said, unsure why she was talking to him.

"How did you know I would be needing a car? And did you say this is… mine?"

"I was instructed to bring your car around as soon as you left the building. The vehicle is licensed under GJ with your name on the registration. You may do with it as you wish. Consider it… yours." Will was speaking to her as if he didn't know she was actually Kim Possible.

"Thank-you Mr. Du. Oh and please… call me Quinn."

"Yes Ma'am."

…x x x x…

Quinn arrived at the cemetery just after the graveside services started, and she parked in the back of the parking lot. Looking around, she saw the only services going on, and quietly walked to the shade of a large oak tree doffing the large brimmed hat, effectively obscuring her presence.

Barely within hearing range, she concentrated on listening to the Rabbi as he finished.

"… and so with heavy hearts we inter this coffin into the ground as a symbolic gesture to the life of Ronald Eugene Stoppable. Let us not dwell on his death, and remember all the good he has done for this world. May the Lord bless each and everyone of you as you leave here today."

Breathing a sad breath, the Rabbi spoke one last time. "If you wish, please stop by the Temple where we will have extended prayer services, and refreshments. Peace to all, and may the Lord be with you."

The group of people began to break up, revealing the casket as it sat on the apparatus to lower it into the ground. Quinn saw Mr. and Mrs. Possible (Kim's parents), and Ron's parent's.

Should I go talk to them? They wouldn't know who I am. After all, they all think I am dead too… I just have to chance it. I would really like to talk to Mom and Dad.

Removing her hat, Quinn walked over to the two couples as they walked with their heads down, eyes watering, and noses sniffling.

"Excuse me…" Quinn said as she stepped up to the group.

"Yes?" Mr. Possible replied as he raised his head.

"You don't know me, (Man, that's weird to say to them) but I wish to express my condolences. To all of you. I've known both Kim and Ron for a while, and I have just learned of their deaths. Both have helped me tremendously in my life, and I just wish to let you know that I am eternally grateful. You have my deepest sympathies."

"Thank-you so much." Mrs. Stoppable said, taking Quinn's hand. "My my, dear. You're hands are as cold as ice. Are you OK?"

"Y… yes. I'm fine." Quinn said with a tear in her eye. She looked into the faces of people she had known all her life, and none of them recognized her. This is so hard.

"I'm sorry," Quinn suddenly said. "But I must go. Good-bye."

"Wait… you never told us your name." Mr. Stoppable said as she started to walk away.

Turning her head to look back at them, but in a way to hide her tears, she answered, "Probable. Quinn Probable."

The two parents continued on to the car and Quinn walked over to the casket as it sat there waiting for the cemetery keeper to come and lower it into the ground. She lay a hand on the dark red wood and said a small prayer under her breath.

…x x x x…

The Possible and Stoppable parents stopped at the car before getting in. "That woman looked… familiar, somehow, didn't she?" Mr. Possible said as he opened the passenger door for his wife. The other three nodded and murmured in agreement, and then got in the car. Other thoughts were on their minds. Namely, the death of someone so young.

…x x x x…

"So you knew the buffoon, huh?"

Quinn's head snapped around and saw someone she hadn't seen in a long time. Shego! Her hand unconsciously balled into a fist at her side.

"Do I know you from somewhere?" Shego asked, looking at this strange black haired woman. "You look sort of… familiar."

Trying desperately to control her anger, Quinn responded. "I'm sorry, but I don't know who you are. Why are you here? Did you know Ron also?"

"Oh… I've had a few run-ins with him now and then. We had sort of a… interesting relationship. You might say." Shego placed a hand almost reverently on the casket.

She continued. "You look like you may have known him quite closely." Shego could tell that this woman had been crying.

"I'll just say that we were… very close."

"Huh…" Shego huffed.

"Well… I must go…?" Quinn said extending a hand with a questioning look.

"Sheila. You can call me Sheila."

"Nice to meet you… Sheila." Quinn said, shaking the green woman's hand.

"Whoa… quite a grip you got there…?" Shego said questioningly, and shaking her hand in an attempt to get feeling back to her fingers.

"The names Quinn."

"Well, Quinn… maybe I'll see ya around."

The two women walked in opposite directions, Quinn to her car and Shego towards a large shade tree. Just as Quinn opened her door, she looked up in time to see Shego talking with someone in the shadow of the tree. Her bionic eye acted almost on impulse, and zoomed in to the figure standing in the shadows. Quinn still couldn't see his face, but she could make out his body shape, and posture. Something about this person looked… familiar.

To be continued…

Sorry for this being a bit longer, but I wanted to get it all done at once. I think it's the longest chapter I've written yet… Let me know if you continue to like this.