That Old Black Magic
By Kim's #1 Fan & Data Seeker
Greetings again my friends,
Seeker and I have returned with another chapter to our Halloween story.
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(If we did, they'd still be on the air.)
They are owned by Disney.
And now...
Chapter 2: Evil Voodoo
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Bonnie Rockwaller sat cross legged on her bed, and finished the final touches on the voodoo doll that was spread on the bed in front of her. It was crude, with a stiff body, arms, legs, an ugly face, with a painted mouth (frowning), no nose, green painted eyes, and red yarn for hair. Bonnie then picked up the doll with her left hand and stared at it with satisfaction of her success.
"You think your so great Kim," She said bitterly, her face full of hatred and jealousy. "You may be popular, and through an insane stroke of luck, you date a loser and things are great for you," then she smiled wickedly. "But, after I perform this ritual, your good luck will end."
She put the doll on the floor, and went over and grabbed a box of trinkets, and set them up in the shape of a circle on the floor. She then took two candles from the box, and set them up, near the rim of the circle. Bonnie grabbed a lighter from the box, and sitting, lit the candles. Then she put the doll in the middle of the circle, and eyed it for a moment.
"I never put faith in voodoo," she commented sourly, looking with distaste at the doll, "but after the indignities that Possible has heaped on me, I'll try anything." Bonnie picked up a book from the box, and flipped through the different spells she could do. She threw a glance at the doll, wondering if this was only in fairy tails, and there was no such thing as magic. "Well, here it goes," she said, and looked at the magic words on the page that would curse her rival.
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It was night time. In the Possible house, Kim was laying flat on her bed. Hovering over her head, resembling three dimensional holograms were little hearts in the air and inside each heart was written, "K.P. X R.S." Smiling, Kim held her hands in front of her, pink energy generated from her palms, making a static sound, then they formed another heart, with the same initials. Suddenly, Kim heard the sound of footsteps approaching outside her bedroom door. Kim gasped, and the hearts disappeared as Kim sat up on her bed.
Just then the door opened, and Mrs. Possible stormed into the room, a frown on her lovely face. "Kimberly Ann Possible!" she said angrily, her hands on her hips. "What have I told you about using magic in the house without my consent?" She asked sternly, glaring at her daughter.
Kim felt a wave of fear come over her. "But Mom, I wasn't..." she began to lie.
"Don't lie to me Kim," Her mother growled softly. "One of my powers is that I can sense when someone's using magic nearby."
Kim's face turned white. "So when I used my power...," She began to ask.
"I knew you were disregarding my wishes," Her mother finished in a softer voice. "I can also sense when someone is lying." she explained sitting down beside Kim on her bed, and calming down.
Kim gulped nervously, and then frowned. "But I've lied before and you never caught Me." she exclaimed, pointing a finger at her mother in surprise.
"I have a gift Kim, but I'm not omnipotent," Ann Possible replied scooting closer to Kim. "If I don't suspect you, I have no reason to use my power to test your honesty." Kim felt small and helpless, imagining her mother's eyes scanning her for her darkest secrets.
"Kimmie, you need to be more careful dear," Ann Possible continued, putting her arm around her shoulder. "What do you think would have happened if your brothers had seen you just now?" she asked, hoping her point was getting across.
Kim groaned at the thought. "I'd be on the Internet within the hour." she answered sadly.
"Yes," Mrs. Possible agreed, looking at Kim seriously. "And our little family secret would be out. Imagine all the people you'd be hurting: Aunt Charlotte and Grandma Nell." "Yes, they'd all have to explain to their families why they couldn't tell them about their powers."
"I'll be more careful mom." Kim said, feeling guilty by her thoughtlessness. "I'm sorry."
Ann smiled at her red haired daughter, remembering having this same conversation with her mother when she got caught using magic in the house for the very first time. She had said the very same thing, and she was more careful. She now hoped that Kim would follow her example.
"I love you Kimmie." she said hugging her teenage daughter. "Well, I'd better go." Ann got to her feet to leave.
"Mom," Kim began as her mother reached for the doorknob.
"Yes, Kimmie?" asked her mother, turning with a gentle smile on her face.
"Will I be getting the same powers you have?" Kim asked curiously.
"Some dear," Ann answered with a shrug. "And you'll also get some powers that I don't have. The gift varies from individual. Your Grandmother Nell, has perfect hearing she can hear things too pitched for normal humans or that are muffled by multiple sounds."
"Wow." Kim uttered in awe of her grandmother's power. Just then, Kim was struck by a terrifying thought. "Mom," she started, her eyes widened. "What about Jim and Tim? Will they be getting powers too? I mean, as bad as they are now, imagine how hard it will be to handle them if they have magic..."
"Oh my..." Mrs. Possible exclaimed as she imagined her twin boys creating unparalleled chaos throughout the time stream. But then she quickly shook her head. "No Kim," she assured her red haired daughter. "There have been other instances where the men in my family received the gift, but I haven't felt the gift in your brothers like I felt it in you so you needn't worry. Now please be more careful and don't use your magic where someone can see unless it's a life or death situation."
"Yes mom," Kim replied. "Sorry mom." She apologized.
"It's alright Kimmie." Ann replied, going up to her daughter and hugging her again. "Now, get ready for bed dear, it's light's out in five minutes."
"Night mom." stated Kim as she stopped hugging her mother.
"Good night Kimmie." replied her mother turning to leave.
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Ron Stoppable lay on his bed, sleeping peacefully; his left arm hanging over the side of the bed, his blank face suddenly turning into a smile.
Ron's Dream
"Ron dear?" A female voice called out. "Are you alright?"
Ron opened his eyes, expecting to see his girlfriend Kim Possible. What he found shocked him. He saw not Kim, but Tara, Tara King. Ron didn't register his surroundings (which is not uncommon in a dream.)
Tara smiled sweetly at him. "Ron, I asked you a question, are you alright?" she repeated, putting her hand on her hip, smiling
"Huh?" asked Ron, mentally slapping himself for falling asleep. "Oh yeah, never better." He replied half heartedly. "
He looked at Tara for the first time, since he woke up. She wore the same little black dress Kim had worn during the "Emotion Sickness" sitch. But for some reason, her body seemed to fill the dress much better then Kim's body did. Her blond hair glistened in the moonlight, and her blue eyes sparkled, in a way Ron had never seen before.
Ron smiled his eyes glassy. Just then, he realized that he had feelings for her. "Why are we here?" he asked curiously.
"Silly Ronnie," Tara answered with a sweet laugh. "You asked me out." she stared longingly at him. "You said today, that you knew we were meant for each other."
Ron hesitated; Tara's slim frame, oval face, blue eyes and soft blond hair were very appealing. Amidst the enjoyment and bliss, something didn't seem right. "But Kim..." sputtered Ron, his mind blank, feeling confused.
Tara blinked in surprise. "Kim who darling?" she asked sweetly, walking up to him. Ron searched his memory, but for some strange reason, he couldn't remember anything about Kim. Tara put her hand on Ron's shoulder, Ron froze, his mind dazed. He smiled, enjoying the touch of Tara's hand. Tara was there and that was all that mattered.
Ron's Room
A smile appeared on Ron's face as he slept.
Kim's room
Meanwhile, close by, Kim was lying in her bed; her hands near her face, her red hair sprawled down the back of her head.
Kim's Dream's
Kim opened her eyes when she heard laughing and talking, as teenagers walked past her. She looked around to see where she was. 'Wait a minute,' she thought, 'Am I in School? The last thing I remember was going to sleep in my bed. I must be dreaming.' She then looked at herself and found that she was fully dressed. 'Good, it's not that kind of dream.' she thought in relief.
Just then, she heard a very familiar laugh. Then she heard something else that made her heart stop. "Ron Stoppable, you are such a hottie." A very sexy voice cooed.
Kim started running through the crowd towards the voices, and then stopped in her tracks when she found them. She couldn't believe what her brain was telling her that her eyes were seeing. She saw Bonnie Rockwaller, her number one nemeses kissing her boyfriend Ron Stoppable, and he was enjoying it.
"Bonbon," he sighed, as his hands clutched Bonnie's waist, "You're a much better kisser then Kim was."
"Ron?" Kim practically screamed, her face contorted with rage. Ron, Bonnie and all the other students in the hallway looked at her. "What the heck are you doing?" she demanded loudly.
"Kim," Ron began crushingly, his eyes glaring at her. "It's over between us." He told her, his voice slow and even.
"What?" Kim exclaimed, surprise and shock engulfing her spirit.
"I was just using you to get to Bonnie." Ron told her placidly, his left arm holding Bonnie close. "Dating you helped her realize what she was missing."
"That's right lover boy," Bonnie agreed passionately, looking up at Ron's face, touching his cheek dreamingly.
"But, but..." Kim sputtered, more hurt now then when she had discovered that Eric was a synthodrone. "All those years together... the missions... we..."
"Find yourself another lackey Kim." Ron told her coldly, his usually friendly face contorted with contempt. "I Quit!"
"But Ron..." Kim began to shout, taking a step forward.
"Drop it K," Bonnie interrupted with an evil grin, "the better woman won." She laughed mirthlessly.
"Boy did she ever." Ron commented callously. Ron turned to Bonnie, his nose inches from hers.
"But Ron," Kim stammered tearfully, not believing this nightmare she was in. "I need you. I can't save the world without your help."
"Then you'd better give up the hero business." Ron replied, never taking his eyes off Bonnie's face, and kissing her.
Suddenly, through her sadness, Kim felt a great anger, she'd never felt so angry. "Gah!" she shouted, pointing her fingers at Ron and Bonnie. Red flames shot out of her hands surrounding them both. Kim glared, her teeth bared, her breathing ragged. She thought she had burned them alive, and gasped when she saw that Ron's protective blue aura had been shielding them both.
"I was hoping it wouldn't come to this." Ron commented sadly, shaking his head. "Goodbye Kim." he pointed a finger at Kim, and shot a giant blue energy ball at her. Kim froze, as the energy ball flew toward her.
Kim's Room
"AAAAAH!" Kim screamed, waking up, panting, aware that her night shirt was soaked in sweat. "Oh, it was only a nightmare." She gasped, sitting up in her bed, and gazing over at her digital wall clock. It was 4:30 in the morning. Sighing, Kim laid back on her bed. 'I'll tell Ron about that dream tomorrow at school.' she told herself trying to get back to sleep.
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Kim lay in her bed, disturbed by her nightmare. She closed her eyes, trying to forget the pain, rage and despair that filled her spirit. Kim just laid there for an hour, until she finally fell asleep.
NEXT MORNING
Ann Possible walked upstairs, a frown on her face. "Kim," She called out, as she opened the door and walked into her daughter's room. Ann scowled in disbelief. Her daughter was still sleeping. "Kimmie, wake up." She said, shaking Kim.
Kim's eyes fluttered as she yawned. "Oh," she groaned as she raised her head. "Mom," Kim exclaimed in surprise. "What are you doing?" She asked as she rubbed her eyes with her left hand, her mind clear, though lingering feelings of stress and hurt remained.
"Why are you still sleeping," Ann asked with a frown, her hands on her hips. "You're going to be late for school."
"What?" Kim exclaimed in surprise. She turned and gazed at her alarm clock, and froze with shock. "Oh No, my alarm clock is unplugged!" she exclaimed in shock. She leaped out of her bed and ran past her mother and toward her dresser. Grabbing her Kimmunicater, she accessed the clock on it. "Oh man," Kim groaned in disbelief. "I overslept! I'm going to be late for school!"
"I'm afraid so," Her mother said in a concerned voice.
Kim sped into her closet; she grabbed a change of clothes. She stopped and threw a glance at her mother. "Can you leave for a minute while I change?" She asked, anxiously, stressed by her lateness.
"OK, Kimmie cub," Mother replied, turning to leave, giving her daughter privacy.
As soon as her mother left, Kim dressed into her clothes as fast as she could, ran out of her room. Ann Possible was waiting outside for her. "Ah mom," Kim said as she stopped in front of her. "Could you possibly push back time so I won't be late." Ann froze in shock as Kim realized her mistake. "Oh, nice going Kim," she murmured distastefully as she slapped her forehead. "I speak my family secret out loud without double checking."
"Yes, you should be more careful," Ann agreed, throwing a glance around. "Luckily, we're alone. Unfortunately, I can't help you. Time manipulation powers are very rare among witches. And even then it wouldn't help you due to its limits."
"I can see what kind of a day this is going to be." Kim grumbled unhappily. "I better eat something and get moving."
Kim ran down the stairs, leaving her mother behind. "Poor dear," Ann murmured sympathetically.
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Meanwhile, across town, Ron Stoppable was just waking up himself. Unlike Kim, he had a wonderful nights sleep. He rolled over in bed, and looked at his clock. "School!" he shouted, and jumped out of bed, and out the door. Fortunately, he'd slept in his regular clothes, so he just had to find his shoes and backpack and grab something to eat before he went to school.
Twenty Minutes Later
As he ran to school, he heard a sound behind him; he turned around, and saw Kim far behind him, running at high speed, so she wouldn't be any later.
' I'd better not tell Kim about my dream last night.' Ron thought to himself, feeling nervous and guilty as Kim got closer. 'I can't seem to get it or Tara out of my head.'
"Pick up the pace Ron," Kim shouted as she whizzed by her boyfriend. "We're late!"
"You got it, KP!" Ron shouted, increasing his speed. Minutes later, they arrived at school, only to find Mr. Barkin staring angrily at them. "Detention!" He growled menacingly at the two teens. "For the two of you, now get to class!"
"Ugh, what a day." Kim groaned unhappily.
"Take it easy, Tar- uh, I mean KP," Ron said, catching himself before he made a terrible mistake. "Things can't get any worse." he said encouragingly.
"I guess your right Ron." Kim conceded softly as they both entered the class room. But he was wrong. As soon as Kim entered her first class, she froze in horror. "Oh no," she exclaimed slapping her forehead. "I forgot my backpack, and my homework!"
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It was lunch time, and Kim and Ron walked into the cafeteria.
"Ron, I need your help." Kim told her boyfriend desperately. "I forgot my purse along with my homework."
"Oh Kim, I'm sorry," Ron exclaimed sympathetically, and then his eyes caught something.
"So I was wondering if you could lend me some money." Kim asked, and then frowned as Ron stared off into space. "Hey BF, I'm talking to you." she said scowling.
Ron blinked, snapping out of his daze. "Oh uh, sorry KP, uh..." he hesitated. "What did you ask again?"
Kim glared at Ron. "I said I was wondering if you could lend me some money." she repeated irritably.
"I wish I could help ya KP," Ron said uneasily. "But I only have a few cents not counting my lunch money."
Kim scowled at Ron. Couldn't he sacrifice some money for his girlfriend who was hungry?
Ron winced under her glare. "Ok, OK, here KP." Ron exclaimed unhappily, giving her all his money, and stomping off sulking.
Kim watched Ron take off, hurt by his abrupt attitude. She thought she should say something, when she noticed Tara walk up to Ron. Kim saw Ron's eyes turn glassy and his sulking mood replaced with delight.
'What is she doing with my boyfriend?' Kim asked herself coldly, immediately becoming suspicious of this.
Tara and Ron spoke, though Kim couldn't hear what they said; and then Tara handed Ron some money. Kim ran up to them glaring. "What are you doing Tara?" she demanded her hands on her hips, her green eyes narrowed.
Tara and Ron glared at her. "I was just offering your boyfriend money," Tara explained meekly. "I overheard that he gave you all he had."
"Yeah KP, what's your problem?" Ron demanded, glaring at Kim (who he couldn't help viewing as annoying, domineering and unattractive.) "My money wasn't good enough for you?"
Kim felt her face turn red; partly out of jealousy and partly out of embarrassment. "Sorry," she said stiffly, trying to stay calm. "I didn't know." she eyed Tara. "Where are you sitting Tara?"
"Oh, over there," Tara replied pointing a few tables across the room. "I hope that's alright."
Kim nodded. Tara walked off. Ron smiled, watching Tara's slim figure walking away. "What are you doing?" Kim demanded, her voice low, but angry.
Ron blinked, feeling like a little kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "Uh, I... uh," He stammered, his mind racing. "I was about to go buy my lunch, yes!" He got up from his seat, and got in line.
Kim glared at him, her anger suddenly replaced with fear. Was she going to lose Ron like in her dream? Kim took a few breaths and tried to calm down. 'Stop it Kim,' she told herself, 'Your freaking out over a nightmare.' Kim threw a glance at Tara again. She was attractive with blond hair, blue eyes, and a slender face and body, but was so meek she would easily submit to pressure. If Bonnie wanted Ron, things would get ugly.
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Kim had finally bought her lunch. It was Sloppy Joe day. Kim frowned. She had never really liked Sloppy Joes, but after being forced to have a scanty breakfast due to her lateness, she was hungry enough to eat it without complaints. She carried a tray, holding her small salad, dressing, one Sloppy Joe, a slice of cake, and a small bottle of milk. Just as she headed toward the table where Ron was seated with his food, she mysteriously lost her balance.
"Whoa!" she shouted as she fell backwards and hit the floor. As she fell, her tray went flying through the air. With a grunt, Kim opened her eyes long enough to see her tray coming at her, food and all. She closed her eyes tightly, hoping to avoid the humiliation that was sure to follow.
SPLAT!
No such luck. Everything on her tray hit her, square in the face. Laughter echoed around her. Kim heard everyone laughing at her; she sat up, messy and humiliated. She looked at Ron, needing comfort from him and went numb with shock. Ron was standing a few feet away, laughing and pointing at her. "KP," laughed Ron, "You're supposed to eat the Sloppy Joe, not wear it."
"OOF!" Kim grunted, angrily getting to her feet. "Stoppable! Go away!" she shouted heading out of the cafeteria to find the ladies room.
Ron frowned, not understanding why she was so angry. "What is her problem," he murmured, and then he turned pale. "Oh man, I shouldn't have laughed at her!" he exclaimed slapping his head. "What's wrong with me?"
He got up and ran past everyone to the ladies room door, to apologize to her. "Hi Ron," a sexy voice said sweetly from behind him. Ron froze; it seemed to come from everywhere.
Ron turned around, and found Tara behind him. Tara smiled. She was dressed in simple green top and gray jeans. Though she wasn't dressed in the little black dress from his dream, Ron still found her breathtakingly beautiful.
"Hey Tara," he said waving a hand at her; his attention focused on the young girl. "You look great."
Tara blushed. "Thanks," she replied sweetly. "But you should help your girlfriend."
"Uh?" Ron murmured, and then slapped himself. "Oh, right!" he exclaimed, not believing he'd forgot something so simple. "I have to apologize to her." he threw a glance at the ladies room door. "Good luck with that." he grunted unhappily.
Tara smiled. "Maybe I can help." she offered kindly taking a step toward him.
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In the ladies room, Kim looked at herself in the mirror. She had lettuce hanging in her hair, and her blue pants and top were covered in milk, chocolate cake and Sloppy Joe. Tara entered the ladies room, and found Kim standing in front of the mirror crying as she took a piece of lettuce from her hair.
"Go Away!" she cried glaring up at Tara, "I don't want to be seen like this!"
"Don't worry Kim," replied Tara sweetly, gesturing for Kim to calm down. "I only came to tell you something you need to know."
"What?" Kim asked in a sulking voice, averting her eyes from Tara.
"Ron said that he was sorry for laughing," Tara explained earnestly. "And then I sent him to your house to find you some clothes."
Kim looked up in surprise. "You did?" she asked hopefully.
"Yes I did." Tara replied nicely, "He should be back in a few minutes."
"Oh, thank you Tara," Kim exclaimed walking toward Tara with open arms.
"U-h-h-h-h Kim," Tara exclaimed in a disgusted voice, taking a step back. "I don't want to seem rude but you are..." she pointed at Kim's clothes.
"Right," Kim replied sheepishly. She took a deep breath. "So I guess I just wait here till Ron arrives."
"And I'll wait outside for him." Tara assured Kim turning to the door and exiting.
Kim sighed, then turned and went into a stall. "I don't want anyone to see me like this." she murmured sitting down, feeling alone and helpless.
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Tara waited outside the ladies room door. She was bored. Soon she heard footsteps approaching. She turned and saw Ron, running with a set of clothes, a backpack and a Bueno Nacho bag.
"Where's Kim?" he asked, his breathing raspy. "I come in peace and I bring a peace offering." he held out the backpack.
Tara smiled at Ron's melodrama and took the backpack, clothes and Nacho bag.
"What is with the backpack and food?" she asked, her eyes narrowed curiously at the items. "I saw her backpack and thought I should grab it," explained Ron between breaths. "And I thought she missed out on lunch so I brought her a snack."
"I'll take them to her." Tara said, taking the pack from Ron.
"Thanks Tara." Ron replied, looking anxious.
Tara went into the ladies room. "Kim!" she called out as she went to the stall that Kim was hiding in. "I brought a gift from Ron."
Kim opened the stall door and looked around, glad that it was currently deserted. "You got my clothes?" She asked hopefully, her nerves tense.
"A peace offering from Stoppable." Tara replied with a chuckle, showing Kim the clothing and other things.
"My pack!" exclaimed Kim in surprise. "And what is the Bueno Nacho bag for?"
"Courtesy of your boyfriend," Tara answered with a smile. "You're lucky to have someone like that."
"Yes, I Am." agreed Kim, grabbing the set of clothing, and going into the stall to change.
Tara's face suddenly became dispassionate and she threw a glance at the exit doorway, and then at the pack and food.
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Ron waited anxiously outside the ladies room, and soon grew bored and impatient. 'Why am I doing this?' he asked himself. 'I messed up and Kim is irked with me,' he sighed. 'I might as well leave.'
Suddenly Kim emerged from the ladies room, carrying her backpack with her now dirty clothes in it, and the bag of lunch in her left hand. "Thanks Ronnie," she said lovingly. "You're a lifesaver."
Ron was silent. For some reason he wasn't flattered. Kim's beauty seemed so dull and all he could recall was her bad temper. She wasn't an attractive girl. Kim noticed the strange look on Ron's face.
"Ron, are you alright?" she asked frowning.
"Huh?" Ron replied, snapping out of his thoughts. "Nothing, just been a rough day I guess."
"For who?" Kim countered, scowling.
Ron sighed, feeling his frustration grow. "Look, sorry." he declared defensively. "Enjoy the food I brought, and I hope your day gets better."
Ron turned and walked off. Kim glared at him. 'What is his problem?' She asked herself angrily. 'He is such a jerk.' Then Kim stopped in surprise. 'What is going on?' she asked herself, logic cutting through the anger inside her. 'Ron went through all that trouble for my sake and we get into a stupid argument.' Kim sighed in annoyance. "This is so not my day." she commented walking down the hall, back to the cafeteria.
Moments later, Tara stepped out of the ladies room and headed in the same direction.
To Be Continued
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