Unstoppable

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Chapter Two: Metamorphosis

Kim had arrived at Ron's to be told by his mother that he had eaten a spoiled taco. He was in bed, but would go to school the following day. She wanted to believe it, but still had some questions left unanswered and enough evidence to constitute an explanation.

Walking seemed better to clear her head. Ron would drive by and pick her up anyway sooner or later. Her thoughts are broken as she hears the sound of an engine. At first she goes back to her thoughts at the smoothness of the machine, but is thrown into reality by a voice she could never ignore.

"Hey there beautiful. Need a ride?"

She greets him with a smile as does he to her. Kim stops for a moment and examines Ron. All normal, his bright smile in place…only his hair is gelled to spike slightly. She goes to hop on behind him, but Ron stops her.

"What's the sitch?" She eyes him somewhat suspiciously as he scoots back to the passenger's seat..

"Hop on." He wiggles his eyebrow, somewhat…suggestively.

Kim sits down a little hesitantly. Expecting Ron to let her drive she is surprised to feel his leg move to the rocket peddle. Kim feels his fingertips purposely brush against her sides as they reach gently for the handles. Ron snuggles, though one could barley call it that against her as he tucks his chin into her hair.

"This…is so much, safer." He whispers tilting his head so his breath can be felt through her hair.

He said safer, but the tone implied a meaning nowhere near the concept of safety. Even though the act is a bit out of character, it still manages to raise a blush to Kim's cheeks…one she really does not mind all that much. The two speed off, a few miles faster than Ron ever really liked to go.

"How are you feeling?" Kim asks, breaking the silence.

"Just fine, actually…despite last night."

"What happened last night?" Kim asks, turning her head back to him.

"Nothing much KP…just a bad dream."

Ron laughs a bit before hitting the rocket peddle.

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The whole ride, Kim felt her adrenaline pumping, and sort of enjoyed it. She just let herself relax and sat still for the ride. Ron on the other hand, did not stay very still at all. Very gradually he kept scooting himself up, pressing Kim closer to the handlebars and him tighter against her. And more than once she felt him 'discreetly' leaning down and rubbing his nose in her hair.

And really, the attention even though unlike Ron, felt refreshing. For a few moments, they were a real couple. In all honesty's, Ron was never the person to be able to show any type of physical affection because it often caused him to pass out from his own shot nerves.

In the parking lot, he tried to just sit with her wrapped in his arms. His mannerisms were to Kim, now noticeably, rapidly changing. Suddenly, he's so close…almost obsessively so, and keeps 'accidentally' brushing his hands against parts of her anatomy she would rather he would leave alone.

"Okay Ron. We've got fifteen to get to class…" Kim shifts to get up.

"Class can wait. Lets you and me hang for awhile out here." Strangely, his tone begins to make her a little uneasy.

He wraps his arms around her waist, seeming rather content afterwards. But Kim cannot help but feel her woman's intuition kicking in. She feels that little voice call out to her and so does, her…leg? One of his hands settle on her knee. She feels his breath shorten as he begins to gradually, move his hand up her leg. Higher, higher…upper thigh…

She practically jumps off the scooter and onto the sidewalk. Ron's face is flushed red, as is Kim's. He looks down, his eyes away from her and on his hand. The expression is something like, 'how did you do that?'. Not wanting to question him about that, Kim decides to ask him about his quiz.

"Ron, I have to ask you a question." At an instant, his eyes were at hers. "…that quiz you…"

"KP…your hair's so, bouncy today. New shampoo?" His 'I don't want to talk about it' voice.

"N…no, Ron why?" She asks a little irritated at his poor diversions.

Ron sidesteps to stand next her. Again he wraps his arm around her shoulders and squeezes. At her silence, he backs off a little. Ron places his hand gently against her forehead.

"Feeling fine, Kay Pee?"

"W-what?" That did not sound right to her.

"Maybe you caught whatever I had yesterday. Perhaps I should take you to the nurse and have you looked at, but I can check you out myself if you want."

His voice dropped to a low tone Kim found rather chilling. His eyebrows too, curved to make his expression foreign to her. It is very unlike Ron to use any kind of crude humor…mostly because he never understood it himself. But, the most puzzling part is that right after he slammed his hands over his mouth. And whatever he is trying to do, Kim has no clue or time with class approaching so she turns the conversation back to business.

She pulls out his math quiz.

"Ron. Yesterday you told me you were so dead because you fell asleep during your math quiz. And then after school, your teacher asks me to bring you a quiz, you apparently didn't take to your house and ask you if you cheated because the math on here is ridiculously advanced…"

"Must be some mistake." He looks away, his breathing becoming slightly shallow. "It's not mine." He begins to rub his nose, the second of the three signs that he's lying.

"Then who's is it? Explain to me, why this quiz has your name on it." Kim points agitated at the paper.

Ron releases stares at her, scratching his chin and apparently thinking. Rather hard. He runs a hand through his hair before making a run for the school.

"Gotta go Kim…uh, class you know!"

"Ron…"

Oh yeah, he is hiding something from her. But if its what she thinks it is…then what? He is really not acting that strange. Kim takes a look at her Kimmunicator, and decides to head to class herself. Ron has health first period, but the two share second and fourth period so the watching him thing will not be all that difficult.

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But Ron never showed…

Kim taps her pencil against her desk. It's unlike Ron to ditch class. Secretly Kim wishes for a crisis, just so she could talk to him about his behavior recently. Her brows are knitted with worry.

"This better just be another phase." Kim whispers.

Somewhere in her mind she knows its not.

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In the boys bathroom…

"Why now you…y…"

Ron braces himself on the counter. The facility is barren, due to him scarring everyone off only moments ago with his screaming…

(Flashback)

"AAAAAUUUUUUUHHHHH!

One stall is occupied and two boys are standing at the sink. One of them is a fottball linebacker and the other some random guy wearing a blue hat. Ron runs in with his arms flailing over his head wildly.

"I need everyone out of here now!"

The two boys stare at him. Ron proceeds with his demand by running up to the both of them and just screaming at them. Both the boys slowly creep to the door, freaked out. The one in the stall…did not bother to wash his hands.

(Flashback End)

His object of all interest and hatred…Zorpox, his evil alter-ego runs through his every thought. Infects every little bit of his psych. How is he making his way to the surface so suddenly? Zorpox, in the form of Ron's reflection continues to laugh non stop as Ron gets weaker and weaker.

"Keep this up…you might fend off a cold."

"Shut. U p…I told you already, I'm not letting you out!" He slams his fist against the counter.

"Oh, but Ronald…I'm already half way there." He points at him. "I'm infecting your thoughts, your actions…your hands." He playfully wiggles his eyebrows.

"Look I'm not like you! I won't have you treating KP like that, you…"

"Oooo…call me bad, it not only boosts my ego, but your insults are low carb! A Boyahahahaha-ha!"

"Stop laughing." Ron digs his fingers in his hair. "It's starting to get really annoying!"

"You know, being a very small, very successful part of you makes me feel as if I can tell you anything. Even if I'm rather uncertain you'll understand it! Hahahaha!" He puts his hands on his hips.

Ron's face slowly grows redder as his reflection continues to mock him.

" Between the two of us, I mean we're like brothers you and I…only, I'm way cooler than you…honestly…can't wait to meet Kimberly face to face again." He looks off in some other direction, his gears turning. "Oh, the fun we're going to have!"

"You stay away from Kim!"

"I'll do as I please, Ronald. It's not like you're my father or anything." He looks at his nails to avoid seeing his 'weaker' half. "Ease that criminally unused cranium of yours, I won't hurt her. Not if she doesn't resist me. Eh, eventually she'll come around! Bwahahaha! She deserves a real man anyways, someone like me…whether she realizes it or not."

"Kim's m…my, girlfriend…" Ron's breath begins to falter.

"Not anymore. And Ronald, once I have Kim on my side…we're going to rule the world together." Zorpox puts his and over his heart and pretends to swoon.

"KP…I..is my…I'll just tell her, she'll stop…you. She did it, before…you, freak." Ron stops to catch his breath.

"Ronald, those words hurt." Zorpox pulls a clock from out of nowhere. "If you want…you can try and warn her. It certainly sounds like you, Ronald." His voice drips with malice for Ron. "But oh, what's this? My you only have one minute till that laser takes full effect and I HAVE COMPLETE CONTROL OVER YOUR BODY! BOYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"…You…cheated…"

"Uh, duh. Evil alter ego. Besides…you're the dolt that didn't bother to tell her I was breaking free. Not like you even noticed though, you naïve moron. Pft, don't worry too much Ronald, I'll be a better boyfriend…before I break her in, I'll be honest and tell her this whole thing is your fault. She'll be crushed! Oh, but not as much as the world of fast food will be under my foot and iron fist filled with the world's only supply of nacos! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Ron collapses on the floor. Rufus scurries out of Ron's pocket, slightly shaken at his masters conversation, but unable to comprehend who he was talking to.

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Ron did not attend any of his classes. She was informed by who other than Mr. Barkin, when she bumped into him in the hallway. A little worried, Kim began to ask if anyone saw him on campus at all.

Kim heard that a few people saw him screaming in the bathroom. As soon as the bell rang, she headed for his house. A note on the door said that Ron's parents had gone to visit some relatives and would not be back till the following Monday. Kim looks up at Ron's window but the shades are down. Taking a worried breath, Kim reaches for the doorknob.

He is getting quite a talking to.

Ron, hadn't locked the door. She peeks in. The entire downstairs is empty. Kim looks up at where she would have to go to find Ron, upstairs And if he…is in the trouble she believes him to be in than she would have to subdue him. But the thought of being alone with that nutcase, makes Kim feel a slight twinge of fear as she takes her first step of many into a venture even she wishes not to involve her.

"Please…let me be wrong."