Welcome back...This will be the last chapter of the Origin Arc. So, without further ado, Read on True Believers.

Kim eyed the additions to her costume dubiously. Wade had out done himself, that was for sure, but she didn't know if she actually needed it all or not. Her hands ran over the new material of the uniform. It still looked and felt like the old one, but it wasn't. She could tell it was lined with a kevlar mesh which made sense, but where her first had been a bit snug, this one melded to her body, almost as if it was made to move with her.

The reflective goggles now housed a transceiver ear bud, as well as a small micro camera that transmitted back to Wade's computer. Again, she saw the point, but wasn't sure if it was necessary. The gloves had been modified as well. They now held a modified version of Wade's adhesive guns that he called Web Shooters. The shoes had been lined with steel toes and heels as well. He'd also come up with some tracking bugs that he could follow from his computer. These could be launched from the web shooters or placed on an opponent during a fight. A back pack had been added as well to give her a place to hide street clothes.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she had to admit, it looked good. The full impact of what she was wearing was a little awe inspiring. In truth she was better geared than most police forces, save for the fire arms. As Wade put it, if a super-hero needed a gun, they really weren't a super hero, now were they? She sighed behind the mask.

"Wow Bro, you've out done yourself…" She flexed her hands inside the gloves, the kevlar mesh letting her use her powers but still providing ample protection.

"Hey, no big… the hard part was finding the kevlar and treating it to emulate leather. I know it's a bit snug, but better it be flexible and protective, than bulky or just for looks. I've rigged the web shooters to a double tap push button in your palm… means an awkward firing trigger…" Wade made the sign for "I love you" with his palm up, "but also means you won't set it off by grabbing something or making a fist."

"Nice Wade…" She fired a web across the room, grabbing a soda can and yanking it back to her.

"Just be careful how much webbing you use… It's not limitless, and the cartridges don't come on the cheap." Wade warned.

"Noted, but brings up a new point. I'm gonna need a job sooner or later." Kim sighed. "And it'll have to be something that I can work around my vigilante stuff."

"Yea. True, but I'm sure we'll come up with something…" Wade sat back at his computer and started the scanner program they'd set up to keep an ear on police reports. "In the mean time… there's a robbery going down at a bank in Lowerton. Cops are on the way, but the criminals have hostages."

"Sounds like a job for your friendly neighborhood Spider-Girl." Kim smiled and walked toward the basement's outside exit, pausing at the door.

"What are you waiting for?" Wade asked.

"Someone's out there… my spider sense can tell…they're gone.." She opened the door and leapt out, and onto the roof of the house next door. She ran and jumped again, and again, until she was in the main part of Middleton and moving toward Lowerton. She grinned as her spider sense guided her web shooters mid flight. Instinct alone letting her swing effortlessly.

She smiled as she heard Wade's voice in her ear. "Looks like the thieves are barricading themselves in the bank. They've got men on the roof, and in the bank itself. They've also got hostages inside the bank, and according to reports, they've threatened to set off a bomb if police attempt to breach."

"Well, that's certainly won't do…" Kim flipped in the air as she came down on a roof top. "Ok, I'm in Lowerton, where's the bank?"

"It's on the east side, near the border to The Center. It'll be the building with police escort." Wade's laugh was obvious in his voice.

"On it.." Kim leapt from the building into a swan dive.

As she made it about halfway down she tucked into a roll, then fired a web line to swing toward the bank. Her pulse was racing from the unaccustomed fall, but her instincts and powers made it as easy as walking down the street, only a lot faster.

"Next time you're going to do that, warn me so I can turn away from the cam…" Wade's voice sounded tense, "You may be super powered, but watching it can make me dizzy."

"So not the drama?" Kim smiled, a web line bringing her around a build and into view of the bank, she yanked on the web line and landed on the wall of the building. "I see the bank, looks like the police have the ground floors.. You said the bank was…"

"Top floor. They have the bank and the roof, but the rest of the building is empty… the police have the area barricaded, but they haven't prepared for a breach yet… you know.. It's weird how naturally this comes to us." Kim heard Wade clicking a few keys.

"Yea, noticed that… like we were meant to do this or something." Kim crawled along the side of the building, "There's an over hang with a billboard on one side of the roof… If I'm careful, I can climb up it, and then…"

"Surprise them from above… Can you tell how many there are?" Wade asked.

"No, but if I move fast, and disarm them first, it shouldn't matter." Kim fired a web line, "Might wanna turn away." She yanked and leaped at the same time.

"Oohh…" She heard Wade groan in her ear as she flew across the gap.

"Warned you." She whispered as she started to climb up the side of the building. She used the shadows of the over hang and various window ledges to hide as she made her way up till she was finally on the bill board, a quick leap bringing her to the top of it. She looked down at the roof, and smiled.

Four thugs watched the roof, walking back and forth from time to time. If not for her spider sense, she realized they'd have seen her easily. Two were armed with shotguns, and the other two were carrying mini machine guns. They all wore bullet proof vest over their clothes, and black knit masks.

"Gee, think they're living up to the stereotype?" Wade asked, and Spider-Girl snickered under her breath.

Kim smiled and looked at the thieves, her brain was telling her to do this quick and easy, but for some reason, it just wasn't in her.

"So guys? Read any good books lately?" Kim asked as she launched a web line and grabbed one of there guns, yanking it out of his hands and sending it over the edge of the building. She leapt up to avoid the fire from the other three and sent out two more web lines, to leave only one man with a shot gun. She landed behind him and a quick blow to the head left him out cold.

"Now, as I see this…" Kim walked forward over the unconscious thief, "You can surrender, or I can kick your butts…" She launched another web line, sticking one thief's feet to the floor as he ran toward a door. "No…no…no. Running away was not an option."

She ducked as another thief tried to hit her, her spider sense and enhanced speed making the crook seem to move in slow motion. Her elbow caught him in the stomach and he doubled over. A quick flip left him out on the floor. She turned to the last thief.

"Easy way or hard way?" She smiled as the thief kneeled and put his hands behind his head. "Smart." Kim quickly webbed him, and the other three up completely before moving into the roof's access stairway, keeping to the ceiling.

"Show off," Wade's voice cam in her ear again.

"So?" She whispered back as she made her way toward the bank. At the door to the bank's roof access, she paused, listing and letting her spider sense tell her when to move.

"Gotta be really careful Kim. Don't want a hostage hurt." Wade said, "Try to take out the ones guarding them first, then get the rest before they can regroup."

Spider-Girl grinned under the mask, "Got it, but call me Spider-Girl, don't want anyone catching my name if they happen to catch the frequency or have really good ears."

She dropped to the floor soundlessly and kicked the door open, the moment's confusion all the time she needed to take in the layout of the room. The teller's counter was to her right, the offices and vault in the back of the room. To her left was the exit, elevators, and stairs. The hostages were all in the center of the room, two thugs with shot guns watching them. Another three were watching a bomb, and two more were just getting the vault opened.

Kim fired off two web lines and used them to swing the crooks with the hostages into those with the bomb. Then she leapt across the room and slammed a hard fist into one of them. The next fell to a hard kick to the side of the neck. That only left three and two more running towards her.

She grabbed the nearest thug and threw him hard into the two running at her, then ducked as another tried to hit her with a shotgun butt from behind. The duck turned into a sweep as she took his legs out from under him and a quick web shot blinded him. She looked over at the pile she'd created when she threw the other thug and back handed the last one standing near her.

She smiled as she leapt to the ceiling, the thieves unable to find her for a second before twin web lines disarmed two of them again and sent them both stumbling into the third. A quick loop of webbing and she had the three of them tied together.

"There now… all nice and neat like." Her spider sense went off and she turned to the bomb just in time to see one of the thieves hit the detonator. "Oh boy…"

"The vault! Put the bomb in the vault and close the door. It's reinforced so it'll hold the blast." Wade's voice yelled in her ear.

"Got it!" Kim yelled and grabbed the bomb, throwing it into the vault and sealing the door, she turned back to the hostages, "What are you looking at? RUN!" She smiled as the started running out of the bank and took one last moment to web the crooks up before leaping out a window and swinging away, as the bomb went off in the vault.

"Hope they're insured…" Wade pointed out in her ear.

"Hey, the vault was your idea." Kim pointed out.

"True." Wade shrugged, "Getting reports from the scanner now…the police are arresting the thugs. They're getting reports of…oh get this, a sexy girl in a red and blue costume, clinging to walls and shooting webs. The down side is even though the thieves brought the bomb, they're blaming you for blowing up the vault."

"Figures…"
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"STOPPABLE!" The voice of Steve Barkin echoed through the news room, even with his office door closed.

Outside the office, the staff of the Daily Bugle shuddered. They knew instinctively what that sound meant. It meant that there was a story out there somewhere, and the call for Stoppable meant that photos were not being taken. The resulting conversation would not be a good one. As one, every head in the room turned toward the blonde boy by the water cooler, a taco in one hand and a camera dangling around his neck. On his shoulder stood a small hairless rodent. Both the boy's features and his pet's showed dread.

"Ohhh man…" Ron groaned, then he inhaled the taco and started to walk toward the boss's office, "Rufus buddy, I think we're in for it."

As Ron walked in, he looked around and saw again the decorations in the room. Medals from years in the military, photos from high school on the football team, diplomas, awards from his time as a reporter. Steve Barkin had done a lot to become the man he is. Ron's eyes finally fell on him, he was a good head taller than Ron. His broad shoulders made it look as if he was constantly wearing foot ball shoulder pads under is brown, almost military like suit. His hair was close cropped and always reminded Ron of the drill sergeants he seemed to emulate. The small stogie in his lips giving off a trail of smoke despite the no smoking signs throughout the building.

"You called, Mr. Barkin?" Ron offered.

"You're damn right I called Stoppable! I've been hearing about this Spider-Girl for a week now, a week Stoppable. She's been seen at every major crime in the city lately. But do we have a picture of her? NO! That's your job Stoppable. You're supposed to get the photos! NOW GET THEM OR I'LL HAVE YOU PHOTOGRAPHING CITY COUNCIL MEETINGS AGAIN!"

"Mr. Barkin, I've tried… I don't know how I can get them. I've been scanning police bands for reports of her, but by the time I get there, she's gone and the police are carting people off." He sighed. "I'm telling you Mr. Barkin, it's impossible…"

"Impossible." Squeaked the rodent from his shoulder.

"Impossible… NOTHING'S IMPOSSIBLE STOPPABLE! YOU'RE THE PHOTOGRAPHER FOR THIS PAPER! GET PICTURES OR I'LL FIND SOMEONE WHO CAN! DISMISSED!" Barkin growled and shoved the fumbling boy out of the room.

Ron ran from the room and then out of the news room. Barkin smiled as he watched. "Damn kid, good photographer though…" A crash came from the hall, "Just wish he weren't so damn clumsy at everything else."

Barkin looked out at his news room and growled to himself. "Still, the kid's right… there's no guarantee he'll be able to get that photo… Amelia! Where's today's layout? I want to put a reward out!"

The dark skinned brunette turned to the sound of her boss's voice. Her green eyes scanned the room before yelling back. "A reward! On what?"

"Photos of Spider-Girl! Five hundred dollars for an actual shot of the web slinger!" He thought for a minute, "Hey, I like that! Use it! Front page, right next to the head line!"

"Boss, you're putting a bounty out on photos? You must want this bad." Amelia turned to her computer and started making a layout for the ad.

"Not as bad as I want to be the first to have it!" Barkin growled, "There's no way I'm gonna let some second rate paper scoop us! I built The Bugle from the ground up and it's the best damn paper in the city! I say we prove it!"

"Hear hear boss!" Amelia smiled and showed him the ad, "Here, check this out Boss."

$500 Reward For Web-Slinger

Daily Bugle publisher Steve Barkin offers $500 for photo of Spider-Girl in action. Photos should be brought to Daily Bugle offices for developing to prove authenticity. First come, first served basis! First photo through the door gets the money. Other photos will be bought at freelance rates.

"Sounds great Amelia, set it up and print it. I want that run on the front page till we get a response." Barkin turned back into his office and slammed the door.

Amelia smiled, "Well cutey, hope somebody gets a shot of you… else Mad Dog Barkin is gonna be biting our heads off."
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Kim sat opposite Sheine and Wade at the Bueno Nacho. She smiled as she watched the pale girl adding things to her taco, shivering as she watched her pour on three packs of Diablo Sauce. She looked over at Wade's slightly safer taco salad, a little heavy on the cheese, but not bad. She looked down at her salad, and smiled. Oh well.

"I don't see how you eat that thing…" Kim smiled at Sheine.

"Easy, one bite at a time." Sheine said as she took a massive bite of the concoction.

"Ungh… sick." Kim pointed out, but smiled regardless at her friends antics, "Anyway, what's been happening… we haven't seen you in days…"

"Well, Harry is getting something big together for some of the contracts he's got. He's so annoying when he's like that, but at least I don't have to deal with it. He hasn't even slept at home for the past week." Sheine shrugged, "Finally got my car back because of it."

"I see that…" Kim smiled as she looked out the front windows at the classic mustang, the black paint job seeming to absorb all the light around it.

"What I wanna know is what the deal is with this Spider-Girl I've been hearing about. They say she's been seen all over the place." Sheine smiled, "So come on, you guy's heard anything?"

"Only what's been on the news and the papers… a guy at school said she showed up at that stunt show that just closed down. Completely stomped the star." Wade said.

"I heard the same thing…" Kim said, "Somebody at the library mentioned it… don't really know that much about her Shego, sorry." Kim shrugged.

"Wish I did, the Daily Bugle is offering a five hundred dollar reward for her photo, but I'm betting the real money would be in the freelance work if you could keep getting photos of her…" Sheine shrugged.

"Wait, they're offering money for pictures of her?" Kim said, "Why?"

"Because, she's news." Wade pointed out, "From what I hear, she goes in, and is out so fast that none of the regular reporters can get a shot of her. Security footage… she spends most of her time on the ceilings of wherever she is, and cameras don't usually cover that angle."

"Huh, imagine that… So anyone lucky enough to snap that photo is gonna make some serious cash." Kim smiled, "Maybe I aught to pull that old camera outta the closet and start trying to catch her."

Wade laughed, "Since when is the biologist so big on photography?"

"Oh come on little bit, who knows, maybe your sis here will get lucky." Shego smiled at her, "Go ahead and try Kimmie."

Kim's smile turned a bit shy as she blushed, "Why do you call me things like that?"

"Just cause Princess… Just cause." Shego smiled
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Spider-Girl smiled as she rigged the camera on the corner of the building outside the jewelry store. Then looked over to where the thieves were running out. She swung down, the bottom of her arc caught one of the robbers in the stomach with a massive kick. She rebounded off of him into a back flip and landed in a crouch, eyeing the remaining two.

"Shit, it's the Spider Bitch!" One drew a gun, only to have it ripped from his hands by a web line.

"Now now… language." Spider-Girl leapt up and grabbed him with a web line, pulling the thug into the air.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" He screamed as he was swung around and landed on top of the partner that was still conscious.

The teen hero looked around and smiled. She wrapped all three of them in a cocoon of webbing before carefully hanging them from a nearby light pole. She turned to the crowd and waved.

"Just your friendly neighborhood Spider-Girl folks." She swung back up to her camera, grabbing it quickly before swinging away.
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Kim walked into the Daily Bugle's news room smiling. She had a roll of film in her pocket and planned on walking out at least five hundred dollars richer. She stopped in front of the desk of a girl with long brown hair and deep green eyes. Her mocha colored skin exotic in the stuffy room. Kim smiled as she waited for her to turn her attention away from the computer screen in front of her.

"What do you want?" Amelia asked, her eyes still on the screen.

"Five hundred dollars." Kim smiled.

Amelia looked up at her, "Five hundred dollars?"

"That's the reward for the Spider-Girl pictures, isn't it?" Kim grinned big.

"You're not kidding… right?" Amelia looked her over, "Cause if you are, it's wickedly cruel and twisted."

Kim pulled the roll of film out of her pocket and sat it on the desk, "Show me to a dark room."

"BOSS!" Amelia turned toward the office as Steve Barkin's door slammed open, "We've got a live one! I need a developer NOW!"

"Stoppable is using the one in room two. Take room one I want those developed immediately." Barkin looked at the red head, "She the photographer?"

"Yes sir." Kim smiled.

"Kids.." Barkin slammed the door.

"Don't feel bad, he's like that for everyone…" Amelia came around the desk, "Follow me." Amelia walked toward the back of the news room, then down a hall to a bank of rooms. She knocked on the door of the first room.

"What?" The sound came from the closed door.

"Stoppable? You in there? Boss said you were in room two." Amelia called through.

"I was! Machine is busted. I'm about to load a roll, want me to put one through for ya." Ron called out.

"Girl says she has pictures of Spider…." Ron slammed the door open, "Girl.."

"No WAY! No possible way!" He looked at Kim, then to Amelia. "Tell me you're kidding! I have been trying to get those shots like you wouldn't believe. Chasing police scanners and emergencies all over the city and she just strolls in with them! OOOOOHHHHH MAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNN! I'm gonna be photographing community snore fests for months…" He slammed his head against the wall.

"This over reactive ball of neurons is Ron Stoppable. He's the Bugle's best freelance photographer…" A squeak from Ron's pocket drew their attention. "And that's Rufus, naked mole rat… Ron's pet… and we believe the brains of the operation." Amelia said, another squeak from Rufus signaled his agreement.

"Ooookay… Hmmm… Nice to meet you?" Kim offered.

"Don't mind me… I'm just done for, that's all. My life at this paper is over…" Ron sighed.

"Sorry?" Kim offered.

"Relax red… He's just being dramatic. Even if yours are authentic, he's still the best photographer we've got… so far." Amelia smiled.

"Well, I did want to see about a job as a freelance photographer… my family needs the money. My dad just died…" Kim said.

"Oh… I'm sorry." Ron shot up, "I didn't know. Here! I'll run these through the machine. If they're authentic they're bumping my pics anyway… so it won't matter if they're a little late."

"Here you go Ron-Man… run'em through…Umm. What is your name? I never did ask, got side tracked by the photos." Amelia smiled.

"Kim Possible." She smiled.

"Kim Possible did the impossible…" Ron sighed. "Give me a few minutes, I'll run these through and bring them to ya." Ron went back in and closed the door.

"This won't take too long… the machines are quick. A hell of a lot better than dark rooms and developing by hand…" Amelia smiled, "So, you wanna be a photographer?"

"Not really, but it'll pay the bills and it doesn't take away from the other things I have to do. I want to be a geneticist… I'm pretty good at it, but you need a degree and a few years as a research assistant to even be considered a legitimate amateur." Kim sighed.

"Whoa there girly…breathe… now… It all makes sense… but you talk to fast… there's more?" Amelia smiled.

"Well, a lot more. But most of it's personal." Kim blushed.

"Boy trouble?" Amelia guessed.

Kim laughed, "No… not at all… won't ever have that problem."

Amelia frowned, "Why do you…" Then her face scrunched up as she thought.

"Yea.. Not into boys… but the girl I am into doesn't know I'm into her. Actually, only my little brother and you know I'm gay… and I'm not sure why I told you." Kim frowned.

"Because I'm a relatively trust worthy person and friendly, but I'm enough of a stranger that I have no reason to use it against you or judge you for it. On top of that, your pressure valve seems to be on overload and you're spilling at an alarming rate." Amelia smiled.

"I love being a journalist, and I'm sort of the assistant editor, Barkin is the editor and the publisher, but in college, I minored in psychology along with a major in journalism. Don't know why, but it's come in useful over the years." Amelia smiled.

"Okay… so… you won't tell anybody?" Kim asked.

"Nah, not my thing. I left that drama in high school." Amelia smiled.

"Yea, well, I'm still in high school… least till the end of this year, then I'm hoping for GCU." Kim smiled.

"My old Alma Mata. If you're into genetics, you'll come up against Felix Renton. Professor Renton is a genetics professor who specializes in reptiles and there regenerative properties." Amelia smiled at her.

"Thanks, I've studied his work… is it true he's doing it to try and repair his nerve damage and regain the use of his legs?" Kim asked.

"Yes, but don't let his motives fool you, it's not just selfish… he really wants to help, but this is something that's driven him for years." Amelia tilted her head, "The machine just stopped…"

"OOOOH BOOYAH!" Amelia smiled as Ron's yell echoed from the room.

"I guess he likes your shots…" Amelia offered.

The door swung open and Ron handed the photos to her, pointing to the first one of Spider-Girl swinging down to kick one of the thugs in the stomach. "This is your reward shot. Five hundred, cash. Get it before you show him the rest. Then sell him the others for the usual freelance fee." Ron smiled.

"Can I see those first?" Amelia asked.

"Oh, sure Amelia." Ron passed them to her and smiled as she flipped through them. "Great shots, and don't let him tell ya different. You've got six money shots, and a few bad angles, but all your shots are there. For these, I'd go a hundred bucks a shot, then five for the reward. Should walk out a thousand happy, if he won't deal… walk out, sell them to another paper." Ron smiled.

"RON!" Amelia was shocked.

"What? Don't want the pretty girl getting cheated cause Mad Dog Barkin is cheap or in a mood. Tell me those first six shot's aren't worth it." Ron smiled and Rufus nodded from his shoulder.

"Ok, fine, but sell them to another paper? The Boss would chew you up and fire you." Amelia sighed. "This one of her hanging the thugs up on the lamp post will make the paper for sure…"

"You guys really think so?" Kim smiled. "Spankin."

"Yea, hope you enjoy it…Now lets get these to the man before he comes lookin for them." Amelia handed the pictures back to Kim and they started back towards the main news room. "So how did you get them?"

"Just lucky I guess." Kim smiled.

"Uh huh…" Amelia smiled, "Well, Possible, I can't say it officially, because even if he does give ya the nod, it'll only be free lance… But welcome to The Bugle." Amelia's face sobered as they reached the door to Barkin's office, and she knocked.

"GET IN HERE!" Barkin yelled and Amelia opened the door, "They authentic?" Barkin asked.

"Ron ran them through himself, they're the real deal Boss." Amelia smiled.

"Here's the shot you wanted for the reward." Kim said, putting the first one on the desk.

Barkin looked at her, then at the picture, he studied it. "Definitely worth it." Barkin opened his drawer and pulled out the reward money, "Here ya go, now get outta my office."

"Wait, what about these?" Kim set the remaining five money shots down on the desk, the first was her crouched in front of the thieves, the next showed her yanking the gun out of a thugs hands, then her in the air pulling a thug into the air, then as she slammed him into his partner, and finally hanging them from the light post.

"What the! You got all these?" Barkin asked, his eyes wide.

"That's right, and they're one hundred dollars a piece." Kim smiled.

"No dice." He pushed them away, "One fifty for the bunch."

"No dice." Kim picked them up, "I wonder what the Examiner will pay?"

"FINE! A hundred a piece, but only if you agree to sell all your other Spider-Girl pictures here to." Barkin demanded.

"Throw in any spare freelance work you have and you've got a deal." Kim smiled.

Barkin eyed her a moment, "Fine… but don't get cocky kid. What's your name?"

"Kim Possible." She smiled.

"Well done Possible." Barkin didn't even look, he just automatically grabbed the photo of Spider-Girl hanging up the thugs, "Here, run this one. Spider-Girl Terrorizes City."

"Terrorizes? She was stopping jewel thieves." Kim said, "That's slander."

"Slander is spoken, and not the point. She's a vigilante, vigilantism is illegal, illegal means criminal, criminals terrorize, that simple. Besides, it's a spin the rest won't use and it'll sell papers. You're getting paid for the photos, leave the headlines to me." He turned to Amelia, the frown on her face showing she didn't like it. "Print it Amelia, Possible, she'll cut you a check for the photos, give her your number in case we need you."

"Fine sir." Kim turned and walked out of the office, followed by Amelia.

"Don't let him get to you… if you do, you'll just end up hating it, and like you said, you need the money." Amelia patted her on the shoulder.

"Thanks…" Kim sighed.
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Harry Norman Go looked down into the lab from the observation bay. Amy was setting up the chamber for the experiment. It'd be the first test run of the new serum on a human subject, and to top it off, he'd be the test subject. The military backers for this and the glider project were going to be here in under fifteen minutes, then he had a speech to give.

"Mr. Go. We're all set here. As soon as you're in the chamber we can begin." Amy's voice spoke over the intercom.

He smiled, "Good job Amy… I'll be down right after the brass shows up for the demonstration."

"Right sir." Amy went back to checking on the computers.

"Sir, they're here. Shall I show them in?" Fukushima spoke from behind him.

"Very well." Harry sighed and turned to face the room, waiting for his audience.

He watched them walk in. The first through the door was Betty Director. Her black body suit seemed to steal the light from around the room, and a full tact harness ran around her body, though only the shoulder holster for a nine millimeter was attached at the moment. Harry's eyes ran over her form and noticed a knife in her boot as well. Next his eyes moved to the scientist she'd brought with her. He looked like one of the common lab techs, just someone to explain the high points.

"Miss Director…" Harry started.

"It's Dr. Director Mr. Go. I'm head of Global S.H.I.E.L.D. You're suppose to be working on an answer to the Super Soldier Serum that was lost years ago. If you've got it, we can do business. If not, we have other avenues to consider." She looked at him coldly.

"Very well Ma'am, then I won't waist your time with long winded speeches. Professor Hall has finished the serum we believe, and this will be the first human test. Since the dangers of this test are apparent, I'll be the test subject. If you'll excuse me, you can watch from this observation window." Harry turned to the elevator that would take him to the lab.

As the elevator doors closed on the observation room he sighed. She was as hard and brutal as he'd heard, but at least things were going as planned. Harry started to unbutton his shirt as he walked out of the elevator and into the testing room. He nodded at the technician near the intercom.

"As you can see, Mr. Go is being injected by the stage one serum now." The tech explained as Amy used a jet injector on her boss. "This will prepare Mr. Go for the second part of the procedure. Inside the chamber, he'll be subjected to a gas laced with equal parts oxygen and stage two serum. If all goes as planned, we should see results immediately."

The technician turned off the intercom and Harry looked at Amy, "Sure this'll work."

"Of course sir." Amy said.

"Let's do it." Harry stepped into the chamber and looked up at everyone as the chamber sealed and the gas began to pump into the room. The light blue mist of the gas distorted his vision and made his head spin as he felt it coursing through his system. He leaned back against the wall, waiting for it to take effect.

On the outside of the chamber, Amy monitored his system carefully, growling to herself as she realized it wasn't working. Unlike with Possible, the cells weren't slowly degrading. They were breaking down at a rapid rate. She looked over to her tech and nodded. The technician sighed and flipped a switch, flooding the chamber with the initial mind altering serum.

Amy smiled as his cells started to regenerate, but frowned again when she realized they stopped at his initial level of health. She shook her head as Harry exited the chamber.

"I'm sorry sir, the test failed." She said to him.

Harry's face fell and he sighed, he looked up at Dr. Director and shook his head.

"Thank you Mr. Go. We'll be going now." Dr. Director turned away.

As he watched her leave, Harry turned to Amy. "Find out what went wrong… We're doing this again as soon as we solve the problem, government backing or no, we can't afford to fail."

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Well there you are ladies and gentle-men, the final chapter of the origin arc. I would like to clear a few things up just for the record. Because Spider-Man has so many characters and Kim Possible a finite supply to pull from, I've had to pick and choose what characters to use, and in some cases, merge characters to get the effects I want. For example, Amelia in this story would be a combination of Robbie Robertson and Betty Brant, or a more obvious one would be my combination of Harry and MJ to my characterization of Shego in this story. Right now, it's not such a major deal because we're just getting started, but as the story progresses, I may have to ignore certain characters or create my own versions of them to add to this world. When that happens, believe me, I will not do so frivolously, but I want to know what you think of each and every one.

Speaking of wanting to know what you think... I went from 16 reviews of chapter one, I'm not counting the reviewer who told me to label it as Kigo, to 5 reviews for the last chapter. So... start reviewing. I'm serious... if I don't get feedback, I don't know what you think and I have no reason to write. Tell me what you think of Kim's costume, the way I'm using the characters, whatever you like or don't like, I want to know.

And last but not least, to all the Ron fans out there who have been wanting to know where he is... there ya go. Took me four chapters, but I do have a plan for The Ron Man. If you don't know what that plan is yet... you are very out of touch with your Spider-Man mythos, but keep reading, it will all become clear in time.

See you next time.