"No more questions, Crystal.", Kim scolded into the Kimmunicator. "What did I say? Clear the gym. We're in lock down. No one's learning any routines. Not today."
Then the largest student in the entire school, known throughout detention only by the moniker "Big Mike", grabbed the girl from behind.
"Don't struggle.", he cautioned as he tried to outsize sixteen forms of Kung-Fu. "You will only hurt yourself.
"Your cause is lost. We know everything. Soon, the slumbering Brick Flagg will awaken, knowing he was beat up by a girl. The truce between Mr. Barkin and your cheer leaders will be shattered. There will be suspensions. There will be expulsions. My employer will seize what remains of the gym. You will all be slaves. Nothing can stop this."
"But... It is within your power to save many student records, by facilitating the process of transition. By negotiating the terms, of the surrender of the gym."
Kim folded her thumb in and without a widened hand, Big Mike's grip slipped. She cursed, "You son of a/"
He merely applied his weight to her back and Kim was shoved to the floor.
"I know that voice.", the cheer leader declared.
"I have suffered your kind before.", he continued. "The dregs of Mid City. I serve a new master now. And soon you, and all your wretched kind, will serve him as well.
"Now get dressed. And shed a tear for Ronald Stoppable, if you must. For by now, he is assuredly beaten."
"You don't know him.", Kim objected. "You don't know my man.
"My man will find a way. He always finds a way."