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Chapter 3
"You will see, Kim Possible… what I am capable of. You will see that I can remove all those that will ever, or could ever… harm you, or us. I am unstoppable, and nothing can keep me from this duty."
Kim was thrown back into her seat as Ron accelerated, and she couldn't help but wonder just who Ron… or this thing that looked like Ron… was going after next. She also had to figure out just how in the world she was going to stop him.
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Kim held on for dear life as Ron sped through the streets of Middleton. It was late at night, and he sped through at least three red lights and blew past at least half a dozen stop signs. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs either at him, or for help, but she had this feeling deep inside that it wouldn't do any good. She was along for the ride, wherever that may be.
"Wh… where are you taking me Ron?" Kim asked, feeling like she was in some terrible nightmare.
In the same low voice Ron responded to her question without looking at her. "If you do not yet understand, in the next few moments, you will."
Suddenly the car screeched to a stop, and at first Kim didn't recognize the house they were now parked in front of. By the street light next to house, she could tell that it was a colorful house, and the front yard was surrounded by a white picket fence.
"Follow me." Was the simple command, and Kim found that she couldn't help but do what she was told. It wasn't like she had a chip on her forehead or anything, it was as if she was… compelled to do whatever Ron said.
The two walked up to the front door, and at first it looked like Ron was actually going to knock this time, but instead he pushed on the door slowly until the door jam broke, letting them inside. There wasn't the sound of any alarm, and Kim hoped that there might actually be a silent alarm that had dialed the police.
The next thing Ron said told Kim exactly whose house this was. "DNAmy." Immediately her eyes were as big as saucers when the pudgy middle-aged woman walked out of her bedroom and into the Living room where Ron and Kim were.
Amy had a pink pastel robe wrapped around her, which had a small OtterFly embroidered on the left lapel. Blearily she rubbed her eyes from being woke up in the middle of the night.
"Now who's here at this late hour…" The rotund woman didn't actually expect anyone to be inside her house, and she pulled up short at seeing the two teens. "Kim Possible? Wh… what are you ding in my house?"
Instead of Kim answering, Ron stepped forward and once again spoke in that low voice. "Where is he."
"I have no idea who you are talking about." Amy responded with narrowed eyes.
"Your stoned boyfriend."
"He… he isn't stoned." DNAmy answered with a stomp of her foot. "He's just… made of stone… and I'm NOT telling you where he is!" Not being a very good liar, both Ron and Kim saw the woman's eyes quickly move towards an archway that led into her kitchen, and then back at them.
Ron turned and went directly into the kitchen and found the stone statue of Monkey Fist standing next to the kitchen table. He had an apron tied around his waist, and even though he was just a statue, Monkey Fist looked like he was preparing breakfast.
"Kim was brought up short by the sight and mumbled, "OK, not that's a little… odd."
DNAmy was right on Kim's heel's, and heard what the red head said. "Don't judge me."
Before anyone could say anything, Ron suddenly had a long broadsword in his hands. He swung the sword around his head, and just as he was bringing the weapon around to strike the statue, Amy moved between Ron and the statue. Kim couldn't watch, so she covered her eyes.
"Stop! I will not let you…" Amy's voice suddenly stopped and Kim heard a wet thump, which was followed by the sound of metal striking stone.
Uncovering her eyes, Kim saw the top quarter of the Monkey Fist statue slide along a diagonal cut and fall to the floor with a thump. She watched where it landed, and immediately Kim turned her head away from the grizzly sight. There on the floor next to the top piece of the statue was a decapitated DNAmy.
Kim slowly backed away from the scene, and watched once again in horror (this time from a much closer vantage point) as a white mist lifted from the headless form of Amy and flowed into Ron through those black eyes of his.
Ron walked over to the top quarter of the Monkey Fist statue, picked it up as if it was nothing by the head, and looked directly into the eyes. At first Kim wasn't sure what was going on, but then suddenly the head started to move slightly, and right in front of her eyes the stone head of Monkey Fist slowly transformed from stone into flesh and blood.
Almost as soon as the transformation was complete, he immediately started to speak. "Who has summoned the Great Yon… oh snap."
Yellow bands of energy began to flow from both his mouth and eyes directly into Ron, once again through his obsidian black eyes. Again, all Kim could do was watch, and as the energy flowed from Fist into Ron, she could see Ron's muscles getting larger and more defined. His shoulders became wider, he stood more erect, and she could see his cargo pants start to fill out more in both the thighs and the glute area. A small voice inside her head said 'Me like', but immediately Kim squashed the thought. This was SO not the time.
After a few more seconds the energy flow stopped, and Ron dropped the now once again stone form of Monkey Fist to the floor. He turned back to a very frightened Kim and spoke. "I now have the power of the Yono. All of our enemies are now nothing but pitiful insects. I will now destroy all humans, and those that are non-human that threatened to harm either of us."
I've got to stop this! Ran through Kim's mind. Ron had just somehow transferred the power of a Demi-God to himself, and he could most likely take over the entire world if he wanted to.
But what could she… Suddenly Kim had an idea. "But Ron… If you are as powerful as you say, then no one can hurt you, and you have no reason to kill anyone. Right?"
Now a good foot taller than Kim, Ron looked down at her. "Why do you defend those who have wronged us?"
"Because… killing is wrong. This is not you Ron! Something has… changed you. You haven't been the same since… since…" Kim's mind went back to when everything had gone so wrong. "Since you came out of Cabin 13. What happened in there?"
"Truth, Kimberly Anne. That is what happened. That is what has…" Suddenly a small hand smacked his face, temporarily silencing him. "How DARE you strike me! I am now the most powerful person in the world and you slap me in the face?"
"Snap out of it Ron!" The red head yelled into his face. "This is no different than when you received all that money from Bueno Nacho, or when I made you get a new haircut! Both times you realized that you were not yourself, and you eventually realized that…"
"I realize that I now have a new enemy." Ron interrupted with his eyes dangerously narrowed. "I realize now that the source of all things that have held me down… is you." The broadsword he held in his hand transformed back into the classic form of the Lotus Blade, and in two steps Ron was inches from her.
Kim couldn't pull her eyes away from those obsidian orbs of Ron's. "You have called me 'Potential Boy' before, but you never once raised a finger to help me. You've helped everyone else, while I covered your back."
Kim then felt the cold of steel of a sword at her abdomen. "What are you going to do Ron, kill me? Like you killed Bonnie and DNAmy? Will you take my soul to power your petty desires to…" Suddenly her voice stopped as a large hand was now clamped around her throat.
"Don't test me. I could easily snap your neck right now." Kim could feel his grip tighten, and she could also feel the pointed tip of the Lotus Blade press against her between the belly button and sternum. She could feel the effects of oxygen deprivation, along with the sharp sensation of a sword pushing into her flesh and…
To be concluded…
OK, I don't think I've EVER left such an evil cliffie as this before. In an effort to keep y'all from lynching me, I'll complete this story before continuing with "Possible Manipulation". Deal? Believe me, the end will be worth it. (At least I hope so.)
**whitem hopes that he survives after finishing this story**