Unstoppable

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Chapter Six: At Midnight

In the cell, Zorpox lays with his hands behind his head. He lightly taps his foot against air as he carries about passing the time with his thoughts, or at least that is what Kim gets out of his current demeanor. She had not heard him speak since he admitted defeat in Bueno Nacho. The only sound coming from him since then has been his hummed version of the Camp Wannaweep cheer.

His prison, rather cage is a cylinder shaped bulletproof glass pillar that stands about six feet high. The surface area is small to lessen Zorpox's mobility, and is encased in an invisible force field strong enough to stop a car on a dime going anywhere under seventy miles an hour.

Unless he could suddenly produce a force stronger than that with only two feet of space on either side of him he is not going anywhere soon. And even though she knows this, Kim still has a nervous chill telling her he has other ways. How did he free himself after these past years after all?

"Wade can't you cut the sound?" Kim complains.

"Sorry Kim." He shrugs his shoulders. "But it's all security matters. I can't be careful enough to ensure that Ron stays in there until we can figure out a way to make him normal again." He comments.

The music stops and the two slowly turn to Zorpox. He sits up, his face home to a seriousness Kim finds a little alarming. Wade grabs his soda and takes a cool sip. He knows Zorpox cannot possibly escape, regardless of Kim's objections he still knows he is way smarter than Zorpox claims to be.

"Normal." His voice is calm and quiet. "Is it not Ron's motto to never be normal? And look I'm as far from normal, as normal possibly gets! BWAHAHAHAHAHahaha!" He throws himself into a relentless giggle fest before sitting up, his expression completely serious. "I'll never be normal, Ron or otherwise." He notices Kim heading for a chair on the opposite side of the room and gets to his feet. "Kimberly, you're hurting my feelings. Why don't you come over here and chat with me, you haven't said a word to me in like forever now!"

"Wade. Let me know when Ron's back." She says it as if he when out on an errand and has not come back yet.

"Ignore me all you want Kimberly. I'll remember it when I am at last free of this dime store prison."

"Hey." Wade wines.

"Calls 'em as I sees 'em, Lard."

"It's Load."

"You can say that again." He leans against the wall and crosses his arms. "What?"

"I didn't say anything." Wade looks confused despite being angered from the insult.

"I wasn't talking to you Lard…and I wasn't asking you either, Ronald. Look just shut up, zip it, clamp that trap shut because I'm not letting you out." He begins to examine his nails nonchalantly. "Oh yeah, that's soooooo threatening. I'm shaking in your cheap smarty mart sneakers."

"Ron's talking." Kim nearly jumps out of her seat.

Zorpox turns his head towards her. Since Bueno Nacho she had been avoiding him completely, waiting for Ron to surface. Her eyes look so hopeful it almost makes him feel just a twinge of Ron's pain for her position in this whole matter…oh, wait it was just indigestion, no sympathy whatsoever. Oh well, everything will come together at midnight, and Kimberly will lose that expression in favor of another.

"Kimberly." His voice is low, calm and eerie. "You want to know what Ron is saying?" His tone is luring.

"Wade." Her voice is weak.

His look, his tone, everything about him even though he is trapped in that unbreakable cell makes Kim feel for the world helpless…and she feels weak enough in this instant to turn to Wade, a boy not even old enough to drive for support. And Zorpox loves it

"Load has nothing to do with this Kimberly." He whispers just loud enough for her to hear. "This is you and me here. Beauty and the beast, baby." He chuckles lightly as she scoots to the edge of her seat. "I know you want to know. C'mere."

He beckons her with his index finger and she goes to him almost as if in a trance. Quietly she sits down in a fold out chair just in front of the cell. Kim sits with the back of the chair in front of her and rests her head on her crossed arms. Her eyes are burning a hole in the floor as she tries to ignore his smug grin.

"Don't look so down. If you need support, Zorpox is here." His mocking voice hovers in the air. "If you're good, I'll even let you sit on my lap."

"I don't need or want you. I have Ron." She sounds too quiet to be completely sure of her response.

Wade watches from the sidelines, still trying to fully understand the way Zorpox's mind works. If Zorpox speaks with Kim, perhaps he can analyze the full effects of this ray of his. Taking another sip of his soda he warily lays low, only pressing one key to activate the cat scanning function of his cell.

"You love Ron." He states more than asks.

"You know the answer." She notices his irritated glare.

"Yeah…" Irritated and then some, he grumbles, rolling his eyes.

"It bothers you, doesn't it."

Whether she is mocking him or honestly asking he does not know. What he does know, is that it does not bug him. Zorpox sighs to himself as Kim's eyes wander off to other areas of the room.

She should be focused on him, fear him and not pity him like she does with his pathetic other half…this is what really bothers him, The Big Dog. With a light air of arrogance he replies to her comment in the most cynical tone he can concoct with his shrilly vocal cords.

"He loves you too Kimberly, oh so much. He's crying out to you right now, bawling like a helpless baby. Really…he tries so hard, it's pathetic." Lightly he touches the glass as if trying to see if he could reach her.

"You don't seem so different to me." She comments.

"We share different goals, but love the same things. I want you just as bad as he does." His breath begins to fog up the glass where he is standing.

Kim looks up at him, a little disgusted at the comment. Gripping her upper arms she tries to stay strong, hoping he will slip and Ron will be free. Farfetched as the idea is, Kim takes another approach in hopes of learning something from him, perhaps the way he thinks.

"Ron. I'll admit it, that this is you. You're just ill, mentally ill that's all. Wade." She nods to him. "Me and him are going to cure you."

"I'm not Ron anymore Kimberly. I'm Zorpox."

"Zorpox..." Kim holds the name in some respect. "Who's Zorpox? A comic book character?"

"Ronald, not exactly a name that rocks the cradle and makes the good babies on the goody-too -shoes side cry. I'm nothing like Ronald when it comes down to who I am, therefore I need not go by that name Kimberly. Don't I deserve to have a life, live and lust after what I please? Life, liberty, property…pursuit of happiness. The American dream."

"You're so hypocritical. I really don't think you're so bad. If you love the same things, and you just have different goals…if you're so bad, why only demand nacos?" She mocks.

"Nacos are the source of all things badical within myself Kimberly. I created it and I will have it to myself just the same. No one shall have what is mine." His eyes slant as his tone drops dangerously low, to a menacing whisper that sends a sharp chill up Kim's spine. "Everything that is rightfully mine will be mine alone. Including you."

"Spoken for Zorpox."

"Haven't I told you…I just love the way you say my name."

Kim pushes the chair forwards as she rises to her feet. She cannot stand being anywhere near this, thing…her entire composure is ripping at the seams. Giving Wade a sigh of frustration she leaves the room in hopes of being able to go home and take a nap.

"Call me when it gets close to midnight."

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Groggily, Kim fumbles for her Kimmunicator as the ringer goes off. The screen lights up as she presses the accepting call button and Wade's face appears on the screen.

"You should head on over."

"Right."

In the background, Kim can hear a cheery tune.

"Midnight Moonlight Madman Mastermind." He repeats again and again. "Midnight Moonlight Madman Mastermind. Midnight Moonlight Madman Mastermind. Midnight Moonlight Madman Mastermind. Midnight Moonlight Madman Mastermind."

"Stop it already! You're driving me crazy!" Kim finally yells into the device as she pulls at her hair.

"Oh, I'd say I've driven you mad ahaHAHAHAHAHA!" Zorpox laughs at his own terrible joke off camera.

Wade turns his camera so Kim can see Zorpox sitting in his cell. He waves to her before blowing her a kiss.

"Please. What does that mean anyway?"

"Wouldn't you like to know. Why don't you come down here and see?"

He is leaning against the glass, his arms crossed with one eyebrow raised. Mind games, he loves them more than anything…especially when he is messing with Kim's head. The act gives him some kind of twisted psychotic pleasure he imagines criminals feel when they kidnap a pretty girls and lock them up in their basements.

"I'm coming, oh but I'm coming for Ron…and you had better stay put."

"Mock me, if you think it will help. My escape is near Kimberly Ann Possible." His gaze falls to a small neon clock as the time blinks a monotonous red, eleven o' clock.

And as he begins to chuckle the time reads 11:01.

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Meanwhile a certain green suited woman in an island lair somewhere in the uncharted waters of the pacific throws anything within reach at a mediocre blue scientist who is currently running for his life.

"Shego! Stop! Ow, ooo, oh! Have mercy!" Drakken cries as he dives behind a large lab desk.

"Get your sorry blue hide out from behind that desk!" She yells infuriated. "We have one hour till I lose my powers all together!"

"Ever heard of bluffing Shego?" He calmly states.

"This guy don't bluff!" She screams.

Drakken quietly shifts under the table and eases his way up to peek over the messy top. His eyes dart from one place to another as he ponders the situation. Shego losing her powers would make it harder for her to bully him.

Then again, if he does not help her, she may leave him again and he would be up the river without a paddle.

Then again, the threat may not even exist, and if this is true he does have to think about the possibilities or consequences to his actions at all.

It is easier to think the threat is a bluff and deal with everything following later…in his own opinion.

"Shego." He tries to sound compassionate. "This whole thing…it's just confusing. Maybe if you explain it to me?"

"Explaining time is over!" She jumps over the entire table and roughly yanks him to his feet by his coat collar. "You take me to him or I'm going to bring the hurt the old fashion way."

"Soap in the mouth?" He comments weakly.

"Try I start breaking bones…we'll start with the fingers, one by one." She teasingly reaches out for his retracting hands.

"V-Very well Shego." He smiles weakly. "To the buffoon we go. I just don't feel comfortable with going looking for Kim Possible instead of her finding us."

"That's a good boy." She lets him go…right into the nearest wall. "And for the record, we are not looking for Kimmie, we're looking for Stoppable."

Drakken and Shego never really got completely along, nor did they search for other partners. She had ditched him for quite awhile earlier this year, even left him in prison, but as time passed and she revived herself…she somehow came back to him.

When away from him Shego always found herself better off, and once in his company it was always at the back of her mind to leave him. By his side though, is where cruel fate intends her to constantly end up.

"Now go get the hover car!" Crossing her arms she follows a slightly limping Drakken to the door.

Even fate should have to answer why though; Shego herself never understood how this bond developed between her and Drakken, it just did. Why she always returns to his side is a question even she cannot answer. Drakken is an idiot and his plans never work, the level to which they do come together is really only by her efforts; without Shego, Drakken is nothing.

Maybe it is the control that makes the job worthwhile.

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The clock reads eleven thirty as the two are almost at their destination. Surprisingly, Zorpox gave her the directions to Kim Possible's technical assistants headquarters. More importantly, Drakken has a situation that is very much bothering him.

Despite Shego's demeanor, he can tell something is definitely amiss within her. Be the problem with her mind or her body, she looks ill either way. He tries to keep his eyes on the path even as he tries to keep a watch on her.

"Feeling alright Shego, you look a bit pale." He prepares himself for her reaction.

"Nothin' to it Dr. D." She sounds a little tired. "Just need to get the antidote from that guy…whatever he did to me, is starting to work."

Her eyes unwillingly drift shut, her brows knitted in a quiet frustration only Drakken himself recognizes. Their destination is only a few minutes away.

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Watching the clock, Zorpox smiles to himself as he drums his fingers together mischievously. Shego will come, because she does not like to lose to anyone, not Kim and definitely not him. He turns his head as the door to Wade's room opens. The two figures in the doorway are not friendly.

"Shego." He chimes, eyeing her. "Come to my rescue, how sweet of you."

She looks a little tired even with a scowl plastered on her fair face. She raises her hand and forms a fist with it. Besides her, Drakken is taking the moment to look around. His gander is interrupted by Zorpox.

"Hey there lame-boy, come and meet the bad boy. Don't lag Shego, come get me out of here." He orders

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It is only a few minutes later when Kim finds Wade's front door wide open…

"Wade!" Kim runs to his side. "What happened to you? Where's Zorpox?" She begins to untie him.

The room is wrecked, wires and broken pieces of equipment scattered everywhere. Kim pulls down the gag crammed in Wades mouth and helps him to his feet. Wade lets out a few coughs to clear his throat.

"Kim. Shego and Drakken came…they took Ron."

He looks worn, and Kim notices a black eye as she helps him out of his room. Luckily his mom has started working nights, and the rest of the house is untouched; Kim sets Wade down on the living room couch to rest before running out the front door to the one place she knows Zorpox must be at three to twelve.

"Ron said he had something in his room, he must be there."

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"Sleep tight Shego." Zorpox chuckles as she falls to the floor. "Now it's just you and me Doctor Drakken, if you can really consider yourself a doctor."

Leaping over Shego's unconscious body, Zorpox tackles the paralyzed Drakken to the floor. Though he struggles, and even with Zorpox's smaller body Drakken is launched across the room and crashes against the wall. Sliding to the floor he can feel his eyes getting heavy. Zorpox digs his fingers into Drakkens dark hair as he yanks his head up. One final blow and everything goes dark for Doctor Drakken.

"Night night loser." Zorpox sneers. "And now for the big surprise. You know I may not have a license for brain surgery, but that just makes this all the more fun!"

He slowly walks to his closet and opens the door. A foreign bashfulness crosses his face as Rufus stumbles out of the closet. With a shrug he turns to his closet and begins to rummage through the mess within.

"Aha! Here we go!" He exclaims, coming out of the closet with the attitudinator in hand. "Oh Ronald, to think your procrastination could lead to this…if only you'd gotten rid of it instead of hiding it, like all of your problems." He grumbles the last part.

Standing above Drakken, Zorpox smiles widely. He crams the attitudinator down on Drakken's head and turns the device on. It hums and beeps, vibrates and does its job. Zorpox removes the helmet and lightly places it on his own head.

"Too bad, so sad. Cry me a river doc." Zorpox activates the helmet and it comes to life.

With a shout of anguish Zorpox is brought to his knees. What he had come accustomed to as Ron's inner struggle, that echo of a voice he has heard constantly in his head vanishes. And everything…is Zorpox.

Weakly he grips the edge of his bed as the helmet slips from his limp fingers. Breathing harshly Zorpox lets his body recover from the harsh procedure. A small shifting noise gets his attention and he looks down to see Rufus attempting to push the attitudinator away from him.

"You're being such a disobedient little pet lately." Reaching down Zorpox picks up the helmet and shakes Rufus off of the end of it. "Now go play. Daddy still has some work to do."

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Kim turns the knob to Ron's house, not surprised in the least when it turns freely under her grasp. She walks in the dark house quietly hoping a minute or two after midnight is not too late to stop Zorpox. A light turns on and beneath its florescent lighting Zorpox sits one leg over the other, his face solemn as stone beneath his goggles.

"Kimberly. So nice of you to finally come home." He remains solemn, his voice quiet.

Kim stances herself. Her eyes are locked on Zorpox's form as he sits under the lamp. He blinks only once before uncrossing his legs and tilting his head to one side.

"Where are Shego and Drakken?"

"They're around. You know you're three minutes late for our date."

"A date this sitch is so not."

"But didn't I tell you, to be at my house by midnight for something special? You came, it's a date. One that you're late to, but at non-the-less." He chuckles as he opens his arms to her. "Come on Kay Pee, give the big dog a hug. I deserve some kind of treat after escaping that cage you put me in."

Kim backs up as if to run. Her face hardens as she makes a dash for him. Leaping into the air Kim does one summersault to gain momentum before launching herself at him with an extended foot. But just as she is about to kick him she suddenly hits an orange light that sends out a shock wave, making Kim fly back across the room from the force.

"So predictable Kimberly Ann." He scoffs, deactivating his force field belt. "Ron didn't throw this away either, the buffoon."

"Ron. Now would be a good time to…" She is cut off as he gives her a swift kick in her gut.

Kim rolls over on her side, her hands folded over her ribs. She lets out a muffled groan as her attention shifts back to Zorpox's voice.

"I'm trying to be nice here Kimberly. Don't push me." He irritatingly sets his hands on his hips. "Zorpox is here, not Ronald, you'd better remember that."

With a swift kick Kim knocks him off his feet. Despite being caught off guard he slams his hand down and summersaults back to a fighting position. Still he did not see the first puch coming right for him. Another high one sends him flying into the couch. Kim stances herself, fists up and ready as she watches with hard eyes as he climbs out of the cushions and gets back to his feet.

She had not noticed before, but he is wearing his full Zorpox attire. Apparently Ron decided not to throw it away either…or he just threw it in his closet and forgot about it like he does with everything else. Still, he is here but, where is Drakken and Shego? At least the costume will make it easier to fight him mentally.

"What do you want." She frustratingly grumbles.

"Many things Kimberly." He points his watch at her fast enough to hit her with a beam.

Kim stares wide eyed as she loses control of her body. Despite her fighting, her knees buckle and hit the floor. Her head follows, hitting the floor with equal force before her body settles, twitching here and there but nonmoving otherwise.

"Zorpox." Her voice is strained, but at least she can utter something.

"A helpless Kim Possible at my feet?" Zorpox giggles as he leans down and hoists Kim to her knees. "Like my new ray? I added the feature to my wrist ray before practice yesterday. Fortunate for me, huh…especially since you've once again attempted to lock me in Ron's pitiful excuse for a mind."

She looks at him with wide eyes, filled with both uncertainty and fear. Her lips are numb now and she cannot speak. Zorpox leans in and steals a soft kiss before letting her drop to the floor. Holding up an object Kim cannot identify he steps over her and heads for the door.

"I won't hurt you Kimberly, I like it so much better when you squirm. I wanna take you kicking and screaming…or begging and scratching kitten." He whispers to her as he blows a kiss. "Obviously we need a break. I'm taking some me time. I suggest you go do some girl things, get your nails done or go save the world from some madman a few times. Perhaps when I'm gone you'll appreciate everything I did for you. I'll see you in a couple of days Kimberly. By then I'm sure you'll be a whole new person once you realize you're made for me. A boyahahahahaha!" He is outside when he mutters something about guests in his room.

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It feels like hours since Kim was able to move. Being able to twitch her fingers is the best feeling since…ironically the first time she kissed Ron, modulator not counting.

Slowly but surly she regains motor control over her body. Pushing herself up Kim manages to get to her knees. Parting her lips she is relieved to hear a soft sigh escape her throat. Coughing once Kim wobbly gets to her feet and one hand on the wall makes her way up the stairs almost subconsciously. Zorpox had said something about guests and ready or not Kim has to check and see whether there is anyone up there or not.

"Okay Zorpox. If this is a trap then I'm ready." She gently pushes his cracked door open.

At first she gasps at the condition of Ron's room…before realizing that it has always been this way. The only thing out of place are the two criminals tied up and thrown on Ron's bed.

"Drakken…Shego." Her body relaxes and she lets herself drop to her knees as she catches her breath.

Shego shifts at the sound of Kim's voice. Turning her head around she looks confused at first, before she notices that she is tied front to front with Drakken. She lets out a short shrill yelp before a soft expression takes over as she looks at her boss. Kim watches as her arch foe-ess worriedly looks over at her.

"Kimmie." Her voice is maternal and sweet. "Could you be a dear and help me, I'm worried about Dr. D. He's all groaning and look at his eye."

Kim tries to keep from fainting as Shego tries to get her undivided attention. After a moment of mentally freaking out, Kim unties the two of them. After all, Shego cannot pretend to be that sweet, and Zorpox did not color Drakken peach.

Shego gently lays Drakken down on his back after the two are separated. She feels his forehead and places a pillow softly under his head as he begins to lightly suck his thumb in his sleep. Kim walks up behind her, a little surprised and really freaked out.

"You're…being…nice?" She points disbelievingly at the unconscious Drakken.

"Kimmie. He's hurting, and I'm…his, if I don't do something who will." She laughs it off a bit, but Kim can still tell she is worried about him.

"You care?"

"I do." Shego pulls his thumb out of his mouth, her voice soft. " No one else does, maybe his mother, but honestly…I do."