A man stood alone shrouded in shadows as another man, this one blue hued stepped up to him. "So, master. You seem to be taking your enslavement very well. How goes it?"

A weak voice responded, "Why don't you kill me? Why must I live to see you twist my power and use it for death and destruction? Haven't you done enough to me?"

"Oh, no Sensei. You were the man who taught me everything I know. You made me. You have been judged worthy of being one of the inhabitants of my new, perfect world. Now, all I need to do is kill that redhead bitch and that rat, and my reign will become inevitable. Don't you want to see that? Imagine it, Sensei. I'll rid the world of anyone who ever mocked us, anyone who ever shunned us. I'll destroy those who want to kill us, kill those who wanted to harm us. The world will become a paradise. We will be gods."

Throughout this entire conversation, Kim had been inching closer to the two people, hoping to catch a glimpse of the bound man, to help him, or at least to find out who this blue monster was. This blue monster who thought she was evil. She stopped suddenly when she noticed the impressive features of Zorpox.

"Please, my apprentice. Don't do this. Kim didn't do anything. Please, leave her and Rufus alone. They've gone through enough. They never ment to hurt me, and you deserved anything that they did to you."

"It's not about revenge against them, anymore. They are the only ones who can stop me. They might ruin the entire plan. You know that they would."

"And they will. They will defeat you. I told Kim everything. She and Rufus can deal with you. You won't get away with this."

Kim finally caught the glance she'd been waiting for. "Ron?" He looked as if he hadn't eaten in a month. His muscles were small and useless. His eyes were sunken. His arms and legs were bound in thick iron chains. He looked to be in excruciating pain. Kim ran towards him. "Ron!"

Two sets of eyes shot towards her. "Oh. And here I thought that I would have to work to kill you. Sensei, your redheaded vixen is helpful.

"Kim! Why'd you do that? You would have been safe as long as you didn't reveal your presence. Now he's gonna try to kill you."

"Then we won't let him. Stay there for a moment. I'll get you free." Kim did a double flip and landed right behind Ron. She finally looked away from him slightly to assess their opponent. He was very similar to Zorpox in appearance. They both had a blue skin tone. They both had a slightly crazed look in their eye. This one had a broad smile. He seemed to be genuinely happy. "Any idea who this is?"

"My first apprentice." Kim looked up. She took another look at this enemy. This man did have a lot in common with Zorpox. That smile was so out of place on his face though. It seemed so familiar. It seemed so... right. That she should be fighting someone with so much in common with Ron was cruel. "He doesn't have the power or control that I do, but he's got something more. He has a deep passion. It let him imprison my mind here. It lets him overpower me."

"Ron. Not that I don't love the doom and gloom stuff, but where is here? And more importantly, how do I get you out of here?"

"You mean you don't know? The great Kimberly Anne Possible can't even recognize her boyfriend's soul. C'mon, Kim. This place is the most recognizable in the world! The unnatural colors? The bright specks of light. I'm amazed you can even project." Throughout all of this, Kim could see the most recognizable part of Zorpox fighting for supremacy in this new body. She noticed that the spark in his eyes moved rapidly around, trying to become dominant.

"She can't project, my apprentice. Do you not see those dots around her outline? Can't you tell what is happening to her? She was brought here for a reason, though the reason itself eludes me. It must be the work of the unmanifested." Kim's mind was about to explode.

"What are you two talking about? How can we be in your soul? Who's this unmanifested? How can I help you?"

"Kim. Look at me Kim. It's okay. You are going to be fine. If they brought you here then you must play an important role in this. They never get anything done unless they can agree on it, and that is very rare because it is made up of conflicting ideas. Only important things ever manage to get a unanimous vote. Now, if you really want to save me, try to evoke all of the stronger emotions within me. They are what gives me power in this place. The ones you should worry about are Love, Joy and Anger. The rest will come with time, but they will help me to defeat this man in this place. Now, if you want any of your other questions answered, you've got to learn. See you, soon. KP."

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As he said his final words, KP blinked and sat up. Now I've seen him. I know what my enemy looks like. How can I do this? He looks so much like Ron. How can I fight him? Kim sat with Ron, holding his hand and whispering encouraging and slightly embarrising, at least to her, things into his ear.

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Ron stared at his opponent. He knew that if Kim succeeded he would have more power. The only thing he was really afraid of was that she wouldn't be able to excite anger within him and Zorpox would truly become whole once more.

Zorpox, as most chose to call him, gathered up his strength. "She'll never succeed, you know. You don't even have what it takes to control anger like I do. Remember the Lorwardians? the first time you ever truly embraced my power and you killed. Do you really want that power back? Do you think you can handle it? Do you think that this time will be any different than the last time that love and anger were in the same person? Are you just going to let yourself kill another compound full of people? Don't make me laugh. The moment you get that power, you'll become just as bad as you think I am. You're no better than me. Inherently stronger, perhaps, but you're no more morally correct than I am."

"I know."

"Then why? Why fight me?"

"Because I love her. If I go mad, I'll let her kill me. I'll never become as corrupt as you have. I'll never kill for sport."

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Kim sat in the darkness of Ron's room. "Joy, anger, love." This she repeated over and over again trying to find some way to evoke those emotions within him. She leaned close to his ear yet again. "Ron, when you wake up, you are going to have to take me to the Yamanouchi School. We'll both get rid of our jobs. You can help to mold young minds. You can be a nicer Steve Barkin. I know that we'd be happy. We might even get married some day. But only when you come back to me. Come back to me, Ron." Kim almost didn't see the electrical spike on a graph that indicated that Ron's brain movement was increasing.

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Ron watched the happy grin disappear from his opponent's face as it reappeared on his own. "She couldn't do it, huh?"

"Shut up!" his now melancholy foe shouted.

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Josh Mankey looked into the room. Kim Possible, his lifelong crush sat within. He'd been sad when she'd started dating that fool. He'd been heartbroken when she'd led him on like that. Somehow though, he'd always known that if they only had sex one time, that she would realize the fool she'd been and run back to him. What better time and place than right in front of the loser while he can't do anything about it. The severely delusional boy walked into the room.

Kim looked up as Josh walked into Ron's room. That the bastard had the gall to come here angered her, but she decided to let the scene play out. Maybe he'd even help her with the anger part of her plan. She was completely shocked when he dropped his pants. She couldn't even respond to his hand reaching out towards her chest. She did notice the large imprint in the wall he made shortly after, as well as another spike in brain activity. She didn't notice, however, that Ron's hair no longer touched the pillow, or that his eyes, though closed, had transformed into an icy blue. She briefly wondered what had sent Josh flying before calling GJ security.

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Zorpox, for he was truly Zorpox now, even if that name was only used to distinguish himself from the original, glared at Ron Stoppable. How dare he steal anger and joy, the two emotions that, other than hate, had been providing him with his power. He couldn't draw the power of melancholy into himself, mostly because that would not help in the slightest. Melancholy is a powerful emotion, but it stops the owner from using it for many things, if only because it labeled them pointless. Neither could Zorpox use calm. Though it was very powerful and good for the things Zorpox held before all others, it would taint his fervent energy and leave the rest of his power useless. That was too high a price for him to take. As long as his hate held out, he could still entrap his opponent, but he'd been forced to abandon shooting pain into his body with the desertion of anger. He held onto his defences and tried to hold on to his prisoner's emotions. He attempted to prevent any of them from growing. Especially love.

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Kim awoke to a loud screeching. She noticed that there was a small monitor in the room showing the room Yamanouchi used for outside contact. She noticed Rufus and Yori surrounded by a sea of ninja monkeys. Both groups seemed to know the other was there, but neither seemed about to fight. She knew this was because the monkeys, under the leadership of a certain dress wearing one named Chippy, had taken Ron to be their master after the defeat of Monkey Fist. His coma was dire news to them. Kim quickly filled in the Yamanouchi School leaders on the recent changes to the case. Rufus looked thoughtful for a moment, but said nothing. Both he and Yori seemed to be much more relaxed though. Kim hated that. What do they know that I don't? That question constantly flowed through her mind, yet always remained unanswered. She guessed that she would find out soon enough.

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Ron continued fighting Zorpox's control, if only to keep him here and alerted. He knew that Kim would free his love to become as powerful as he wanted it to be soon, and he needed to keep Zorpox away from her first.

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Kim could think of nothing to reinforce Ron's love for her. She knew he loved her and thought that he knew she loved him, but maybe it wasn't that simple. Maybe she needed to show him that love, or maybe she needed to reinforce it through some act. So she had spent the last several hours whispering sweet nothings into his ear. Finally, she went to the tweebs. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I need your help."

"And you expect us to do... What?" "We know what you did to Ron." "That was cold, sis. Real cold." "We can't believe that you would walk out on him like that."

"I'm, sorry. I never meant to do that. I need you two to help me apologize to Ron, and maybe, hopefully, bring him back. I thought that you might even help me to do that."

Both twins stared at her a minute, before turning to each other. "Hicka-bicka-boo?" Jim asked, in a mildly reluctant tone. "Hoosha." Tim agreed. He was also somewhat less than excited when he said this, and Kim felt suddenly that this was not how they should be.

"Okay. I know that you may not like it and that this might sound weird, but I think that the best way to wake Ron up is by making him remember love. So, what I want to do is place my memories of the two of us, all of them, on your memory booster thing-"

'It's an organic tissue that responds to the tissues around it..." "...to grow and replicate them." "It's not a memory booster thing..." "...just some basic brain cell replacement."

"Nothing you two come up with will ever be basic," Kim replied with a snort. Then remembering the rest of the words the Tweebs had spoken she said, "So you can't do it?"

"Well, we never said that we couldn't..." "...just that we weren't planning on doing so." "If you give us an hour of prep time..." "... we can have both operations ready." "You'd just need to..." "...get the Stoppables to allow them."

Kim said, "The Stoppables can't make that decision, and the person who can has already given her approval." Before the twins could even begin to understand her words, Kim was already outside and sprinting down the block. After all the time she'd spent away from Ron, she was beginning to feel anxious. That, and she figured that she'd have to talk to Betty about the operation she was going to go through soon.

Jim turned to Tim. "Did she just say..." "'Her approval.'," His brother confirmed. Jim and Tim wondered about the possible ramifications of Kim's revelation. The worst that they could come up with, as well as the most likely to their minds, was that Ron was married.

A/N: I know. I'm evil. I had planned to end this chapter with the surgery, but I decided that I just wouldn't do justice to it right now. Besides, I wanted to get this chapter up and posted, and that cliffhanger was just too juicy to pass up. Don't worry, though, this is a Kim/Ron fanfic.

Thank yous go out to CajunBear73, my most faithful reviewer. I just started the last story on your profile, so you better finish it soon.

Robzone, another reviewer and the first person to put this story on alert (at least, I think it was the story. It might just have been me) either way. Thank you.

Sentinel103, thanks for the review. Sorry I haven't responded yet, and your question is now kind of outdated, (Chapters 2, 3, 5, and 8) so I'll ask one of my own. Did my transitions get better in chapters 2 and 3 or were they consistently sucky. I do get that 4-6 were also suckish, but hey, sleep deprivation may make it easier to get ideas for stories, but editing is even harder then. I just wanted to let you know, it's lots of questions weren't answered, not "Lots of questions isn't answered." Sorry about that but hey, I likes me my grammar. It's almost as good as tacos.

If you're impatient because you want to know what Ron said to Kim, I have to say that I'm sorry. I too would like to know, so if anyone would like to enlighten me, I only have a general idea of what part of it is about. Yay, forgetting major parts of a story before you can write them down!

People in 26 different countries have seen this story. I'm not gonna name them all. I am disappointed that even after my corned beef reference, I have no Irish hits. :( If any of you know any Irish people, make them read this! They happen to be one of the two countries my ancestors lived in that haven't reviewed. The other is Russian, and I can't complain about them because I don't speak their language. I was happy to see both Polish and German visitors, though I'm starting to wonder if maybe the website doesn't distinguish between the British Isles. A lot of U.K. hits, and if those include the Irish, could someone from there let me know? Thanks in advance. :)

Almost 1000 hits on this story! You guys make me feel good about myself!

I may not be able to post for a while due to conflicting school, Order of the Arrow, and familial obligations. I had to work at my dad's shop today and will again tomorrow. Sorry if it takes me a bit to repost or respond to reviews, just to let you know before hand.

If anyone is feeling like yelling at me because of the scene with Josh in this chapter, 1. I don't condone rape in any way shape or form, regardless of any circumstances or excuses. I happen to enjoy the Turkish punishment, at least the one that was in place when my dad was stationed there. 2. I don't like Josh. He seemed too self righteous in the series, let alone that he got in the way of Kim and Ron (kinda like me.) Let's just say that I don't trust that Monkey boy. 3. If you don't like my story, don't complain to me. Complain to the evil people that tied you up and forced you to read it.

If anyone is wondering about the initial reaction of the twins, the Possible parents shared Kim's revelations with them. They, however, were not privy to her breakdown or sadness.

That was probably the longest authors note I've ever written. Yay, long winded speeches!

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