Kim Possible 3 part two.

Disclaimer: if you don't know what it means, look in the other chapters, but for the idiots out there, Kim Possible is owned and produced by Disney and Ranma ½ is owned by the goddess Rumiko who made these types of weird stories possible! Tenchi Muyo and other parts that would become part of this crossover are simply explanations about Kim's skills the way I see them going if it was for Ranma. So there might be a bit of Totally Spies crossover into this. That is something I am thinking on.

This is part two of the filler.

Bleah!

Here we go anyway.

Dear Diaries.

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Dear Diary,

Finally, I am able to move around without trouble and the Gravity generator is working quite well, I was told by Wade that he got the idea from some girl genius named Washu in the Tomobiki prefecture in Juuban he has kept in contact with.

I finally got used to the idea that I could have a small underground bunker for my things, but it irks me that Washu, this girl that Wade has been talking to, has ideas of studying my physical development and ideas to increase my physical development, I don't mean to be pushy, but what does she have to do with how much my breasts develop? They are just fine the way they are, I don't want nothing larger than a B-cup.

After a while, I got used to this other idea that I would never be normal, even with all the enhancements and changes I have gone through in all these years, I have never been able to be normal or even look normal, as chaos follows me everywhere.

Mercenary called yesterday, Big Sister and my Spatula-girl were in a fritz, apparently my Spatula-girl decided to attack Big Sister. I like my Spatula-girl, but she is just my best friend, not a husband and wife material.

Anyway, I was told that there was only some minor property damage and it was easily cleaned up.

There goes the Tweebs again, I seriously wish they wouldn't use my hairbrush as a rocket, I have a hard enough time brushing my hair and maintaining it as it is!

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Dear Diary,

I looked into building materials and found the perfect way to create a bunker for all my things and had Wade make some designs for it, hopefully with Washu's help, I can have a high tech vault to keep my things in and a place to watch and monitor things around the world, maybe I could even look into upgrading this gravity belt, as I have reached the limits, but I should burn out a bit of the forest, I just hope that the readings on my Ki that Washu gave me were right, I have no idea how she could read it, but I suppose that, if it works, I should be happy.

I found that I have this cat-like creature following me around these days, I am annoyed that I could have something so disgustingly cute following me around but being able to master the Neko-ken has showed me that my love for cats has become much more than it was when I was young.

I suppose Fat Idiot was good for something.

Letch appeared again, I was peeved that he managed to take my panties and bra. AGAIN!

I had to invest in mallets and now every girl in Middleton has one and are smashing those they consider perverts.

I shudder to think about Bonnie, Akane's living embodiment of anger and pervert bashing.

I accidentally let loose a corona of my aura loose yesterday as well and it was large enough to be felt by non-ki adepts, so that means that Cologne and Shampoo have felt the aura and will be around soon, I just hope that I can mask my presence quickly, I hate the Amazon laws, saying that I must be an "obedient Male" and everything.

So, I got the last of the stock set up and into crates, I looked into the sorting systems and found that I had sorted the weapons and things from lethality to destruction, finding that most of the weapons I "borrowed" were easily enough contained in the High Security vaults, but Washu assures me that the vault she is making is going to be able to withstand fifty nuclear blasts and only be scorched, the only way to get in would be a code that only I would know.

After looking at how the videos that I got on the girl I was basing my abilities off, Ryoko, I found a few things that I had over her that she didn't have, first, I was fully aware of how to utilise my energy as she apparently had some trouble using it, but I am confident that I can use a series of techniques to allow myself to actually stop breathing for an elongated period of time, this will come in handy for any missions that are under water or are for poisonous gasses that I could inhale and destroy my body with.

My healing has come along with great efficiency and I am happy to say that I can heal any cuts or bruises easily.

I looked into my finance reports and found that I am making a profit and I can live easily without trouble for the next five thousand years if I wanted to live that long, I also have a small crop of the de-aging mushrooms that are working quite well, I can keep them confined to small area and retain my younger body for a while, I never knew that having the potential to be immortal was something I could admire but despise, but I always did want to know all Martial Arts techniques and this will be the first paving stone to that dream.

There goes the Tweebs with a packet of my tampons again, I wonder what they will say when they are told what they do…

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Dear Diary,

After so much time, it has finally happened, I have finally found a way to control the shift of genders!

NO MORE RANDOMLY CHANGING!

YAY!

NO MORE SHIFTING! NO MORE RANDOM CHANGES!

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Dear Diary,

Periods are here again and I am stuck at home with the cold as well, I know that some people are prone to sickness, but I have NEVER had a cold since I was six!

I hate this!

I hate it! I hate it! I hate it!

Did I mention that I HATED it?

I LOATHE this weakness!

Anyway…

Oh, I got a cool CD from Ron, the Backstreet Boys first album!

Yeah…

I will just go now and cough up whatever is left of my internal organs and try to swallow them later.

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Dear Diary,

FOUTEENTH BIRTHDAY!

I wonder what happened with the time, I can never really remember what I did with it all, but I have grown in size, I still wonder how I can eat so much junk and still be healthy, sure, my metabolism is inhuman, but that is because of my Martial Arts activity.

Looked into the bunker that Washu set up for me and it is HUGE! I mean, the entire thing is set up like a military installation and there is the new things that she calls Figures set up, she says in the letter that she left me that they are sentient organic metal combat ready suits with targeting and weapons capabilities, I looked at them and they were small, but still…

Anyway, after looking at the things around the vault and setting up the cache and boxing all the weapons, I found that I could utilise more of the space by marking the boxes and closing them in their crates, numbering them and sticking them into a library of sorts, it really is interesting to see, even if I could use more of the things in here, I have to be careful unless I want to create mass destruction.

Still, I never really need anything right now, and when I look at things these days, I find that I have no aversion to using weapons, guess that is another thing I should hate Genma for.

Anyway, for this birthday, I got this cool gun from Mercenary that has four rounds but packs enough punch to shatter the arm of a normal person on the recoil, apparently, it has enough power to punch a hole inside a tank that they used in Desert Storm. I have enough cartridges and ammunition to last me through an entire two decades of heavy war if the theory is true.

From Big Sister, I got this fun book on how to manipulate minds and how to make people doubt themselves and their abilities. She says it is so I don't have to get into fights. I say it is because Mercenary told her that it was to do exactly that but was really to teach me the fun of manipulating people.

Wade gave me upgrades for the Gravity Belt and a downlink to some government agency here in America for spies and such.

From the tweebs, I got a solar generator for some stupid reason.

Ron sent me another Bueno Naco gift voucher like he does every year.

From Mom, I got a black leather trench coat with a hood that covers the face half way, she said it was her fathers coat and that it should be passed down through the family, I kinda feel guilty about that.

From Dad, I got some skin tight black clothes and a full face mask that has enough elasticity to last when I grow into a "woman" and durable because of the Kevlar and Titanium threads laced through the entire thing, he said it was a botched experiment by one of their departments because it was too restrictive to use in a real fight, but it would work with someone who moves using stealth and would protect against severe trauma and injuries that could be gotten from blunt force trauma and swift attacks meant to cut into the body.

Well, I suppose those clothes will work when I have a mission, I can use it to sneak around, I just have to be sure to cover my hair as it is too bright for stealth…

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Dear Diary,

I HATE GENMA SAOTOME!

I just found out yesterday that the snake pit he threw me in when I was eight has permanently poisoned my blood and it is toxic to others, it is only transferable to others via open wounds so I have to be careful about that, guess this means that I have to keep some blood in the hospital, I need to be extra careful with my cuts now, I guess I can work something out though, I only get minor wounds and I am trained in First Aid.

Just one more thing to hate Genma with.

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Dear Diary,

That stupid thing that followed me around is still with me and I asked Wade about it, turns out that nothing on file has its species.

I guess I could look after it, after all, Ron has a Naked Mole Rat, I have a unique cross of a rodent and a feline.

Am I ever normal?

Guess not…

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Dear Diary,

Wade called yesterday about some of the things they found with my blood, turns out that I have a high White Blood Cell count that no human could possibly have and when they tried to count, I received a fax with the results claiming that it was an error.

Well, there goes my ideas on me being human. HAHA!

Really though, I had a look at some of the other Nerimian crew out there, and they had higher than normal White Cell counts as well, but nothing to my degree, so I am thinking that I have to attribute that to Martial Arts training, but it doesn't explain how I got sick on my fourteenth birthday.

After close thinking with Washu, we came to the conclusion that I would be carefully monitored and had me place a heartbeat monitor on my left tit, she also asked me to gather some blood once every three days and put them in a fridge, then get some of my menstrual blood into a container and send it to her the day after my next period, marking them from day one to the last day of my periods. Why she wants them, I have no idea.

Oh yeah, Dad took me to work today and showed me all their projects and even showed me this new suit they are developing off of the suit they gave me where it has a nanite gel between two layers of the clothing that will repair it quickly and, if anything gets through and pierces the skin, it will repair that as well, apparently they were all to be used for a new space mission they have coming up, but I have no idea, so I just nod along and hope he doesn't want me to give him ideas.

I can tell him everything you want to know about fighting and combat, but give me something as complex as nanotechnology and you have me at a loss.

Well, Granny is here, I hope she isn't going to be annoying by saying my lifestyle is unladylike, I put up with enough of that back in my old life.

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Dear Diary,

Taken up Yoga, Tai Chi and Gymnastics, I was told they would help me to relax.

I was taught some massage techniques, but I got to the point where I was too good for them to teach, thanks to Shiatsu and Pressure Point Combat, I know the body quite well.

Mercenary called me with some funny news, turns out that Violent Maniac got caught by Kuno Snr. and had her hair completely shaved off. I laughed for three hours at that, especially when Mercenary told me that she shoved one of the sheers down his throat and another up his … well, you get the drift.

Big Sister told me that they were both getting a tan in Brazil now. I wish I wasn't so goddamned pale, guess I should get to some tanning as well.

I need a new bikini, I was thinking something like a sunning suit, one where it covers all the needed spots, but I am nearly totally bare.

I need some new shoes as well, some heels maybe.

Guess that more money needs to come from the stash.

I also need a goddamned new bra!

HAPPOSAI STOLE IT AGAIN!

MY PANTIES AS WELL!

Maybe if I pitch him into a den of rabid Wolverines in the wilds of Canada, I can get some rest, I do have a few favours I need to call in, maybe one of the people could help me express mail him out to those Wolverines.

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Dear Diary,

Nothing much to report, just had a few fights with some idiots who tried feeling me up and destroyed the last of the mallets.

Good thing as well, I was tired of being malletted in my guy form.

Stupid maniacs…

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Dear Diary,

My first encounter with an evil terrorist and I ended up beating him black and blue, turns out he was a sales merchant who wanted to talk about being funded by some company.

Never thought about that.

Guess I should start to think about it all.

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Dear Diary,

My fifteenth birthday.

Whoopee doo da day.

Got a pair of gloves from Mercenary with magnets and little hooks in the fingertips to climb walls, Big Sister sent me a pair of boots with a retractable blade in the tip of the foot and magnets in the soles of the feet, it is all a set and supposed to help me move through areas that I need to get into quietly and efficiently.

Wade sent me a personal communications device so I could speak to him and Washu, turns out that I have a few friends out there after all.

Washu gave me a backpack that turns into a glider, a lipstick container that is actually a laser and several other cool things.

Tweebs gave me a gift voucher for some DVD's.

Mom gave me a Cuddle Buddy and flip knife, said that it would come in handy during the long trips away from home.

Dad gave me another bracelet, said that it was a satellite telephone and a beacon all in one, said it was something he cooked up while working on something for the next space mission that is due to go up in two weeks.

Ron sent me another Bueno Naco gift voucher.

Anyway, here is to another fabulous year in the hell that is my miserable life.

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Authors Notes:

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Well, the moody bit is all there for development into the troublesome teenage years.

I got working on the new story I was working on and I am having no troubles for ideas in the new chapter for this story.

This is the last part of the filler, something to take away the years.

In answer to a few questions about my adding the Tenchi plotline, I just thought it would be funny, and besides, how else would you explain to have some of the gadgets that Kim has without some help from another source?

I also like seeing this happen.

So, for those who hate Ranma/Tenchi xovers, I have no idea, go look at another story, but this is heavily based off of a Kim/Ranma xover that I have written and seen before.

Looking at the votes, I can honestly say that I am surprised and a little amused at the sheer way that others view this story heading.

Anyway, if any others have another suggestion for the story, please type Vote 7 and write your suggestion down.