A/N: the following story is a work of fiction. The characters from the Kim Possible Show, you know Kim Possible, Ron Stoppable and so on belong to the Disney Corporation and not to myself. If they did, I wouldn't be working in a stinking factory to make a living. I'd like to make money at this, but let's face it I'm not good enough. So stroke my ego and read it. Thanks.
I wish to thank CajunBear73 for his tireless efforts in trying to make me appear intelligent and at least semi-talented. I really do appreciate his hard work. I'd recommend him as someone else's beta, but I still have dibs with Screaming Phoenix. I want to thank Spectre666 as well, he makes me think hard and makes me defend my stories and how and why I wrote a certain way. When you have to be ready for that, you think it through a lot better, trust me on that. We have enough yes men in the world and he isn't one. Also thanks for the encouragement that other writers have given me and a great thanks to readers that have thought that the works that I have written so far are worth reading.
Now for the answers to the reviewers: CB73, Yes Josh does consider Ron to be mud under his shoes, he is an artist and how many of them don't have ego problems. S P horrid you say, it's worse than you can imagine. I think 'gut wrenching' is the term here. Utcyborg, yep there's a lot of mystery. Things will be revealed over time. Waveform, Josh is a nice guy, well Josh thinks he a nice guy. He just wants out of this situation so that he can go on with his life.
As for this story CaptainKodak observed you have to get through Good Friday before you can get to Easter. And I had to do it some way. So here it is.
So what happens next? Does Ron spill about his secrets? Does he get his Kim back?
ST 103
Broken Promise
Chapter 9
Middleton, Colorado:
Numbly Ron Stoppable drove off. 'What do I do now? What meaning does my life have now? They will never let me talk, that much is clear. All that I have worked for is for naught, all my dreams are ruined, all my hopes are dashed. I must meditate to regain my focus, but how? It is clear that someone at Yamanouchi is watching me and is attempting to control my life and future, why would I want to give them the pleasure of ruining my life? I will give myself a week at most. Maybe K...Kim will forgive me somehow....Sure Stoppable sure, she has made her feelings plain.'
Ron entered the parking lot. He was early, but why care? 'My life is in the toilet anyway.', he grumbled to himself. He entered the restaurant. "Ron what are you doing here, your ninety minutes early?", Joey, the day shift manger asked.
"Put me to work, I'll take the rest of the day if somebody wants off.", Ron replied.
"Sure I can do that. The early dinner rush should come in a couple of hours. I got a whole bunch of vegetables that need to be readied.", he told the young owner, "Anyway I thought you were spending some time with Kimberly today."
"I did thanks, but maybe I won't have to worry about that anymore. Come on let's get cracking.", Ron told him trying to push the pain and memories out of his mind.
Ron worked like a slave all night. When it was over, he let some of the kitchen staff go home early. He volunteered to clean the place by himself. He was done by the time the sun was rising and the delivery trucks began arriving in the morning. He did most of the unloading while one of the managers and assistant chefs inventoried the foodstuffs. By the time Ron returned home he was numb, but exhausted as well. He shut off his cell phone and disconnected the phone in his room. He showered and went to bed.
This time his dreams returned, if he could call them dreams. Most would call them nightmares, but they happened in the daylight for him this time. By the time he rose in the afternoon he was sweating and shaking. 'Most everything I have dreamed about for over a year has come true. Now is that going to be the case with K...P, No it's Kim, I gotta remember that?', he fretted.
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Kim Possible was asleep in her bed. She tossed and turned. 'What is going on with me? Why did I speak like that to Ronnie?'
'Master ordered us, that's why. This time Ron will have to take care of himself. I can't let him hurt Mom and the twins or Monique. I can't resist, I can't.'
'I thought we loved him?'
'We love the family too. We can always find another man. They're all over the world.'
'Not like Ron. No others are like him. That's why we picked him!'
'We will find another Ron maybe a better Ron, if not then we won't. We're too picky anyway.'
'I will not marry another. I would rather not live. The gunshould have been loaded.'
'You are impractical.'
'You are a bitch!'
Kim rose to look at the new day. 'Who cares now? When he kills Ron I might as well give him my head too. That way I will at least be close to him. Maybe our parents will put us in the same box.', she mused as tears flowed from her eyes.
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Ron got up and dressed for work. He had the lunch shift. After that he would return home to babysit Hanna while his parents went out for a break from raising the hyper-active baby. He got done and went home. Barb asked him, "Ron what's wrong?"
"Nothing Mom, nothing at all, you and Dad have a good time tonight.", he told her.
"Is Kimberly coming over dear?", she asked.
"Uh.. I don't think so Mom, she's sorta mad at me right now. I don't want to throw gasoline on the fire. It's best if we spend a few days apart you know.", he replied.
"Is there anything I can do Ron?", she asked again.
"Nah Mom, we'll work it out. Let us have a few days, maybe a week OK?", he asked his mother.
"OK dear if that's what you want.", she replied.
Ron and Hanna watched the latest shows for toddlers that had come out. Hanna was having a ball. The phone rang. "Hello.", Ron answered.
"Is Kim there?", Ron recognized Monique's voice.
"Uh....no Mo, she's not here. I'm not sure where she's at.", he told his second best female friend.
"She's not there? I thought she would be. From the way she was talking about you the other night I would have thought she couldn't wait for Hanna to get to bed.", she confided.
"Well Mo, we sorta had an argument yesterday and she's not talking to me right now.", Ron told her.
"WHAT? I don't believe it. What did you do to her Stoppable?", Monique demanded.
"She wanted to know about those secrets I had been keeping. She is right you know. I should come clean, but the people that I made the promises to won't let me divulge them to her. Hell, Monique I can't tell my parents or my Rabbi either. I don't know what to do.", he responded.
"Well maybe I'll talk to her. See ya later Ron relax about this, it's just a small bump in the road. Things will get better, she loves you too much for them not to.", she told him.
"Please Monique, she's mad enough at me right now. I probably deserve a lot of it. Give her time, it might work out. Listen, I'll talk to you later. Take care of yourself Mo.", he told her as he hung up.
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Ron's parents returned near midnight. He went out to his tree house and began to meditate. He decided to use the Judaic methods that he had been taught a couple of years before. 'It may not give me the answers, but at least I should have a clearer mind about my path in life.' , he thought at he began reciting again softly.
This time he had a candle lit in the tree house. He opened his eyes to watch the flame and think about it. When the sun rose he got up and went inside to change for his morning run. He made an effort to not run by the Possible home. He didn't want another confrontation with Kim Possible at the moment. A shiver went up his spine as he made the decision. Two hours later he was done and feeling much better about himself. Two hours after returning, he was back in the restaurant.
Ron worked until closing again. He pushed himself until he was numb with fatigue. When he returned home he showered and returned to the tree house. This time his friend Rufus accompanied him. The pink rodent looked as his master and friend as he knelt to begin his meditation in the ancient Judaic fashion.
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Kim returned home from the mall late that evening. She and Josh sat in the Bueno Nacho waiting for Ron to show. 'I can't break free. Please Ron, forgive me honey.', she thought in anguish as she cried herself to sleep.
Anne Possible looked in on her daughter as she slept. 'I hope every thing's alright between Kimmie and Ronald, he hasn't been over for a couple of days.', she mused nervously, 'It must be his work hours.'
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Gobal Justice Headquarters:
Doctor Director watched the video again. She pushed the call button on the intercom sitting on her desk. "Mary, get Agent Du in here immediately.", she spoke to device.
"Agent Du? Ma'am he is on vacation for the rest of the week. He will return early next week.", Mary replied.
"Thank you Mary. When he gets back notify me and get him here right away.", Betty instructed her assistant.
"Yes ma'am.", Betty heard in response.
'Oh boy, it's about time that arrogant so-and-so got his butt in Betty's wringer. He's caused so much crap to come down on the rest of the staff a lot of them are thinking about leaving.', the black haired assistant mused.
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Josh Mankey looked at his watch. 'The mall opens in a while. I'll meet Possible, then we can wait. I hope she lets someone know so that the loser can find her easy enough. Then we can end this distasteful business. I hope I don't have to see it. Damn, Stoppable made some bad enemies during his life.', he grimaced.
He picked up his phone and punched in some numbers. "Kim do you remember to make sure that you meet me at the Bueno Nacho in the mall. I'll be sitting in yours and Stoppable's booth. We're supposed to keep this up till he shows. Wear something nice, we want him to get the idea.", he told the redheaded heroine before he shut it down.
He then hit a button on his speed dial, "Sir, we will set up the sting on the target....Yes sir, it should make him lose his mind with rage....Thank you sir....Please make sure, I don't want him coming after me if he's in that frame of mind...I'll report in later when he shows...No sir I DO NOT want any souvenirs from his body, though you might want to let Possible kiss him before you take his head.", he advised as he closed this connection as well.
'Sentimental fool of a child. Maybe his dead lips, but certainly not his live ones. I will let her carry that memory with her. Keeping that in the back of her mind may make her useless to Global Justice. That way I can call it a service to my other friends.', the master thought as he relished killing the one who had caused his dishonor.
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Kim called her mother since she was at the hospital, "Mom I'm going to the mall for a while. I'll see ya later."
"How's Ronald, Kimberly?", Anne Possible asked.
"Well Mom, I don't know we sorta had a fight and we have to work it out you know. Just one of those things.", Kim responded.
"Are you sure Kimmie?", the surgeon asked.
"Yeah Mom, pretty sure.", she told the other redhead.
"OK then. Will we see you at dinner tonight Kim?", she asked.
"I don't know Mom, I'll let you know. Everything might be fine by then.", Kim replied, 'Fine? What kind of woman are you Possible? Will you even shed a tear for him?'
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Ron rose and got ready for work again, 'Well I have a couple more days, then I can go see K...Kim. I'll call her an a day or two. Maybe she'll have calmed down a bit so that we can talk. Man, I still don't know what to do. I hope I come up with something before too much longer.'
He reached the eatery. He had already told them to work him until he couldn't stand. He told them not to accept any phone calls for him either. 'I don't want to talk to anybody right now until I know what I'm going to do.', he thought.
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It was during the second seating that the trouble started. One of the customers was unhappy with the service that he had received. He became belligerent and pulled a knife on one of the busboys. "Hey man, put that thing down before you hurt somebody.", Ron told the man as he held the knife against the boy's chest.
"I'm gonna cut this boy, unless you pay for my meal.", he yelled.
"Sure man, I'll pay for it.", Ron told him.
"Liar.", he shouted as the plunged the knife into the poor boy's chest.
In a flash Ron was there. The upset customer slashed at Ron. Ron parried the move and brought his other hand up into a palm strike to the assailant's chin knocking him out. Half a moment later Ron was at the young man's side. Blood was spurting out of the wound. His eyes flashed with a blue tint as he ripped open the shirt as saw the wound. Without hesitating he put both hands over where the blood was flowing from. Moments later the flow became a trickle and finally stopped as a member of the staff handed Ron a towel to sop up the red fluid that had just stopped flowing.
In the meantime one of the cooks had called for emergency response and only a minute or two later Police and EMTs were on site. The EMTs moved Ron out of the way so that they could work on the injured young man. They all looked at the wound that was beginning to close. Ron began to slip into the background, uncertain of what just happened. One of the medical people asked, "What just happened?"
"The other one said, "Must not have been that bad. Look there's hardly any kind of a wound there."
The first one responded, "Maybe so, but look at all the blood. Has to be at least a pint or two on the floor."
"Yeah.", his partner observed, "Well let's get this kid to the hospital. We'll figure it out later."
Five minutes later the ambulance was on the way with it's cargo onboard.
Pulling Ron off to the side, Mark Edmunds, one of the restaurant's managers asked him, "What the hell just happened Ron? Jimmie was bleeding like a stuck hog, then three minutes later, the blood stopped."
"I..I don't know Mark. I wish I did. Maybe Jimmie's wound wasn't as bad as we first thought. One thing I do know though is that out other customers are real nervous. How about we offer them a complimentary coffee and dessert to help them forget. Put it on the owner's tab.", Ron urged.
"OK Ron, I'll do that. Thanks for that.", he told the young man not noticing the blood trickling down his shoe.
"Oh for the desserts, your welcome.", Ron responded.
"No, for Jimmie's life. I was in the Marines. I know what wounds are. That didn't heal itself.", he told Ron as his voice lowered to a whisper.
The Police handcuffed the angry customer. Ron asked for a moment to talk to him. "Why did you do that? That kid was no threat to you. And the owner did intend to pay you for your inconvenience. You do realize that don't you?", he asked the man.
"Go to hell punk.", he yelled as he spat on the teenager.
"Book him." Ron told the Police, "When you guys get done with him, the restaurant will sue him as well. Nobody hurts one of my employees. He's at least going to pay for the hospital bills on top of what you are going to do to him."
The rest of the night went well. The hospital called and told them that Jimmie was being held for observation. After work Ron went to the hospital to check on him. It was daylight when he finally got home. Ron sat in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee thinking about what almost happened. He made a quick breakfast for his parents and sister. "Dad?", Ron began, "One of our newer employees got stabbed in the restaurant last night. You guys are gonna hear about some weird things that happened and I'm not sure myself. Anyway, make sure that Jimmie Morris' medical bills are paid will you? And set aside enough money for his college education too. Make sure that you don't mention me. I don't want people to know that I had anything to do with this."
"Alright, I'll do that. Now, how are you and Kimberly doing son?", Dean asked.
"We had a big argument the other day. We're not talking right now.", he told his father.
"I hope it turns out right Ronald.", the older Stoppable responded.
"Me too Dad, me too. Hey, I'm beat. I have another shift at the restaurant tonight. Then I have a day or two off. Maybe we can work it out between us by then.", he told Dean.
"You ever find out about the college applications?", he asked Ron.
"No Dad, Kim was asking for me. Right now I don't wanna put Wade in the middle because of the fight. I guess I'll just ride it out.", he finished as he got up and left for a shower.
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"What do you mean he didn't show up?", the master demanded.
"Sir he did not show. I had Possible call his number. He is not answering calls. She called his restaurant last evening and they couldn't talk, there was some big emergency going on and Police were on hand. I thought we may not want to draw attention to us at this time sir.", Josh replied.
"OK, good thinking for once. Have Possible call again today and get Stoppable's next time that he will not be at work. If he wants his woman back he will have to come to her. Have her notify her family where she will be. He will come, if he has any love for her he will come.", the master told his servant.
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Ron woke up and returned to work after checking on Jimmie in the hospital. He bumped into Dr. Possible. She asked him, "Ron what's going on with you and Kimberly? Why is she mad at you?"
"KP...I mean Kim, she took the privilege of me calling her KP away (he winced at the memory), she's upset because I can't tell her about the secrets I've been asked to keep. She knows how I am about that. I still can't believe that she's demanding that I do that, but she is. I guess she's right. She's always right. Anyway, I guess I'll tell her, I can't stand not being around her, it's tearing me up inside. I guess being with her is worth my honor, Mrs. P. The funny thing is I thought my honor was worth more than my life.", he told the woman who was his second mother.
"Ron she's been acting funny for the last couple days. I'm not sure what's troubling her. I think she'll come around. Please be patient with her.", Anne told him.
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Ron headed into work, knowing that he was getting off early. He also knew that he needed some rest. For some reason his felt extremely tired, just after the wounds on Jimmie seemed to just go away. Ron didn't know what to make of it and was still a little upset with Yamanouchi for not advising him on how to appraise some of his situation with Kim. Finally when his shift was over her went home. He drove by the Possible home, but couldn't force himself to stop.
Ron found himself back in his tree house that he had spent most of his youth. He sat facing the open window as he began reciting the words he had been taught a couple years before. 'What must I do Lord?', he asked the divine being that he prayed to nightly. Suddenly in his mind it was revealed. "You must show your love for her. Then you must go away. This time is not for you My son. You will find your path as she will come back to hers. Both of you must travel alone." Ron's eyes opened in the revelation, 'Oh God no, I must leave her? Why God, why?', he cried to himself in his misery.
It was after Ten AM when he rose from the sleep that he got after his meditations. He was still tired, but remembered most of what he had been told. 'Maybe it was my mind playing tricks.', he thought.
Making the decision he called the Possible home. "Mrs. P, may I speak to Kim?", he asked.
"Oh Ronald, it's you. Kimmie's at the mall. Good luck.", she wished him.
"Thanks Mrs. P. I'll see ya later.", he replied.
'Well, I might as well make this good.', he thought evilly. Ron opened the safe inside his closet and pulled out the items. 'If this doesn't do it nothing will. OK two stops to make, then we'll see what's gonna happen.', he chuckled to himself.
Two hours later Ron was walking through the mall. He noticed the famous red mane as he walked by the Bueno Nacho. Quietly he crept in so that she didn't see him. He could see she was with someone. It was......
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Josh whispered, "Now Possible, kiss me as hard as you can." She leapt into his arms driving her lips into his. "Now look over your shoulder and wave at your boyfriend. Then turn back around and kiss me again. Don't hold anything back."
Kim Possible did as ordered. They both smirked at the soon-to-be-former-boyfriend and waved.
"Hey Loser!", Josh called, "I have Kim to myself now get out of her life and stay out!"
Kim yelled, "Yeah! Loser. Good Bye and Good Riddance!"
Ron entered and stopped in his tracks. There she was. Kissing Josh. He watched. His heart shattered. As they leaned in for another kiss Ron Stoppable, the man who gave everything up for Kim Possible simply turned and walked out. His mind began to race. 'How dare she?', he thought angrily. Calming now, he thought, 'No she has made her choice. I must live by my word. What did Sensei say? Oh yes, be a true warrior and fade into the mist. If I am a true warrior, that is my duty. Goodbye Kimberly.' "Good Bye Kimberly, good luck.", he called softly wiping tears from his eyes.
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Josh looked around as he pulled his lips from Kim. 'Where is he?', he thought worriedly. Pulling out his phone he called the number, "Stoppable is here. He has seen us kissing. I will move towards the rear doors, meet us there. I'm sure that is where he will attack me. Be ready sir.", he told the master.
Ron slipped back out the entryway of the eatery. His mind was racing. 'Why do I need these now?', he looked at the roses. He started to throw them into the trash. Then he noticed an elderly woman. He quietly walked up to her. "Ma'am, pretty flowers for a lovely lady.", he told her as he handed the fragrant roses to her.
"Why thank you young man. May I have the name of one so gallant as you?", she asked.
"My name doesn't matter ma'am, but if you have to know it's Josh.", he told her.
"Well thank you Josh, you have the manners of a man twice your age.", she told him.
"You're welcome, but if you'll excuse me ma'am, I have to go. Have a good day ma'am.", Ron turned to leave.
"Good day, and thank you again, Josh.", she told him.
Ron will his mind reeling headed for the doors to the mall, wanting to get away. Before he could go far he came across some of his old cheerleader friends for high school. "Ron.", Tara called out, "Do you have a minute?"
"Yes Tara, what do you need?", he asked softly not giving away his agony.
"Have you seen Josh?", she asked.
"Uh...no Tara, sorry I haven't. Oh, one thing though. Guys would you all do me the favor of taking these chocolates off my hands? I bought them on a whim and I really don't care for them. Please take them as an apology of how I have treated you guys over the years.", he offered producing the five pound box.
"OMG! Ron, those are 'Jessie's Chocolates'. They're the best I've ever heard of. Thanks a lot!", Marcella told him taking the heavy box from him.
Ron sorrowfully looking at Tara, while cupping her cheek, "I'm so sorry Tara, I really am. Listen, I have to go. I'll see you all some time."
Tara, seeing Ron's face, began to cry, "Ron? What's wrong?"
Ron turned to look over his shoulder, "I am sorry Tara, please forgive me. Goodbye." He continued walking not caring who looked at him now. He felt the door to his heart begin to close.
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Ron never heard the calls of the beautiful African-American woman calling to him, he was focused on leaving before he lost control.
He was walking faster now. 'Only a little bit to go and I'll be gone.', he thought as his temper rose. He was about to exit the mall when he bumped shoulders with someone at the main doors.
"Excuse me.", he muttered to the person that he bumped into.
"YES EXCUSE you! You loser, Stoppable!", Bonnie Rockwaller hissed.
"I apologized Bonnie, I didn't mean to bump into you.", he told her keeping the last part of his temper in check.
"That is not good enough, you peasant person.", another voice sounded as an large hand grabbed him by the shoulder.
Ron, not thinking now, grabbed the offending hand and twisted. He spun and hurled Junior fifty feet across the mall into, and almost through, a block wall. In a blur he covered the distance. He picked up the billionaire's spoiled son by his chest muscles, with his weak hand, until Junior's feet were off the ground. "I didn't throw you that hard Junior, wake up.", he told him as he slapped him softly across the cheek.
Seeing that he had the wealthy teenager's attention, he told him, "Junior, never touch or speak to me, or Kim Possible, in an offending manner ever again." "Do you understand?", he asked the large trembling teen.
Suddenly another hand touched Ron's arm, "Please Mr. Stoppable, do not hurt my son anymore. I think he has learned his lesson."
Ron softened his grip on the spoiled teen. "I'm sorry sir. I just lost my temper. I'm afraid I injured Junior. One moment please.", Ron told the elderly man.
There was a quick flash of blue light. "Sir he should be alright now, just a couple of bruises left as a reminder. I'm sorry, I lost control. Sir, I know that you have contacts within the villain community. Would you deliver a message to them for me?", Ron groaned feeling the pain he had just produced.
"Yes my son, what may that be.", Senior asked.
"Tell them that this is a warning and a promise. The warning is this: Never, ever hurt Kimberly Possible, her friends and family, or my family and friends, ever again. The promise is: If they do, I will hurt down those responsible with lethal intent. Sir, do I have to repeat that?", Ron asked.
"No, Mister Stoppable you do not have to repeat that, I have a very good memory. I will pass that message along and I will tell them that I am retiring from the game and suggest that they do also.", he told the slightly glowing young man.
Ron let Junior down gently. He turned to Bonnie, "Miss Rockwaller, you just saw what can happen when people are provoked. Never say a bad thing to Kim Possible ever again."
She just nodded in awe at the glowing figure.
"Thank you all, I have leave, I am sorry I hurt you Junior and I'm sorry I scared you Bonnie, please forgive me.", he asked them.
Ron walked out the doors into the afternoon sun. He walked quickly until he came to a trash can. Monique had just arrived with several of the other girls when they saw him stop and take something out of his pants pocket. It was hard to see, but no one moved as they saw him open whatever it was and gaze inside. He closed the box and tossed it into the receptacle. He left moving even quicker now. The girls, after observing the scene, saw Bonnie crying in a corner as Junior was helped up by his father.
"What just happened?", Monique asked.
Bonnie replied, "I think we just found out who the real Ron Stoppable was. What was going on outside?"
Not answering her, the girls left to find out what just happened. They stopped at the container in question. Monique looked inside but couldn't see anything. Finally, Hope just picked up the can and dumped it out.
Among the trash was a small, velvet covered black box. Monique reached down and picked it up. Slowly she opened it. They all gasped when they saw the contents. Inside was an engagement ring and two matching wedding bands. Mo looked and could see some engraving on the inside of the smaller band. "God.", she said, "Doesn't this look like a match for Kim's ear rings and necklace?"
Tara spoke up, "Yes but there's engraving on the inside look."
None could make it out. "We gotta find out.", Monique told them.
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Ron continued walking. His mind raced. 'What do I do now?' After a while he paused. He looked at the poster in front of him. 'All I can be? Well maybe I still have a chance then. Maybe I can still make a difference.', he grimaced.
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"Where is he?", Josh muttered, being antsy for the buffoon's blood to be soaking into the ground so that he could be free.
"He is not a fool. He will come in his own time, servant. If he feels a trap he will not just walk in.", the master explained, "You are not a warrior like the impostor. We will wait, he may not come for days. We have time and his woman on our side and in our possession. If he does not come today then we must maintain watch."
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Ron entered the building. "May I help you, young man?", a well built man asked.
"Yes. Is this for real? Just how dangerous is it?", Ron asked pointing at a picture.
"Are you interested son.", he asked.
"Yeah, what do you need? I'm interested in helping people and making sure they can sleep safe at night. Will this work?", he asked.
"If you want excitement and adventure it's the ticket, but it will be the hardest thing you have ever done in your life. Here, fill this out and I need to see your birth certificate and driver's license.", he told the youngster.
"OK sir, but I don't have my ID's here with me. I don't have my birth certificate. I'm an orphan and I spent the last thirteen years in foster care. I can have my passport and driver's license in your hand in two hours, I have to pick them up at a house I'm staying at in town.", Ron told him after he finished. "Anyway, I'm in a hurry and wanna leave as soon as I can.. Let me get going. I'll be back before dark.", he told the older man who was dressed in a crisp uniform.
"OK Ron, I'll have everything and your bus pass ready. I'll see you then. I have to pull your school records and see if you have a police record son... sorry.", he told him.
"Here is the phone number for the last school I attended. They have my records and everything else you should need. I moved around a lot over the years so they might not have everything.", Ron replied.
"OK son, I'll call the school while you're gone.", Ron was told.
"Not a problem, see you in a couple hours. I can leave right away, there's nothing to hold me here.", Ron assured him.
Ron Stoppable ran home. He quickly tossed his things from his room into a few boxes. 'Won't need any of this now.', he told himself as he finished in only a few minutes. Next he wrote a quick note to his parents. He packed his small backpack with clothes for a few days. Then he opened his safe and removed the documents, cards and other information that he knew he was going to need. Ron pulled out all his 'Stoppable' ID's and put them on his Dad's desk. The other stuff went into his wallet and bag. He used the phone on the desk and dialed a well remembered number.
"Hey Tim can you guys do me a favor....Yeah, I know Kim's not home...Anyway, can the two of you take care of Rufus for me until my parents get back from their trip...They should be home by Tuesday....Yeah Thanks I'll be over in a few minutes. Ron grabbed Rufus and said, "Come on buddy, you wanna spend a few days with the tweebs?"
"Sure Ron.", the pink rat squeaked in reply.
Ron quickly walked over to the Possible home. He knocked on the door. Tim came and opened it. "Hey I just wanna thank you and Jim for watching over Rufus for a few days. I have to go outta town for a while and I just need somebody to watch over him till Mom and Dad get back in a couple of days.", Ron he told him in gratitude.
"Sure Ron, Rufus is fun.", said one half of the tweebs.
"Tim can you do me a real big favor? Kim and I had a big blow up. Don't mention Rufus to her, she might take it out on him and he doesn't deserve that OK.", Ron asked.
"Sure Ron, Kim doesn't know all the stuff that we haven't told her over the years. What's one more little thing?", he replied.
"Thanks, I owe ya big time. Hey I got a flight to catch, see ya. If Kim asks tell her I went to get permission. She'll know what that means, but don't mention anything else, OK? You know 'guy' secret.", he told the younger boy.
"Yeah I know Ron. See ya, have a good trip.", he told his friend.
Ron continued on his trek. He walked over to a group of buildings. Inside one he sat down and waited. "Next.", was the call.
"Take it all off, right down to the skin.", Ron replied.
"You sure?", the barber asked.
"Sure am. Shave it.", Ron replied.
After being relieved of his hair, Ron left and entered a large restroom. He entered a stall and changed clothes. He put on a ball cap and left, traveling in another direction.
Ron walked under the trees calming himself. He opened his phone and speed dialed the number for the restaurant. "Let me talk to Kelly.", Ron spoke in the mouth piece of the phone."
A minute later the head manager came on. "Kelly, what do you need Ron?", he asked
"Hey Captain. I'm going out of town. I don't know when I'll be back. Anyway, you guys don't need me underfoot. You're doing a great job. Keep it up. I left notes for dad and he'll make sure you have everything you need to keep improving.", Ron told his trusted friend.
"You sure Ron?", he asked.
"Yeah thanks for showing me the ropes. Take care.", Ron told him as he closed the phone.
Thinking for a moment, he re-opened the phone and dialed Felix's phone. "Hey Felix, how are ya doing?", Ron asked.
"Fine Ron, Zita and I are getting ready to head out for the weekend. What can I do for you?", he asked.
"Ah... I'm heading out of town for a couple of weeks too. Some of my climber friends are picking me up. Well I boxed up some Team Possible stuff to send to Wade, you know, to have some it worked on. Funny thing is that my computer crashed too. When you get back could you send him an e-mail to the Kim Possible site and have him pick it up next week. Mom and Dad should be home by Tuesday. I left a note for Dad so he'll know what to give Wade.", Ron explained.
"Why don't you tell Kim to get hold of Wade?", his buddy asked.
"Ah...well Kim's not real happy with me right now and I think that we just need a few days just being away from each other you know. Anyway I don't want to bother her with this right now.", Ron replied
"Sure Ron, I can send the e-mail for you. I hope you two patch it up before it gets worse.", Felix told his friend.
"I hope we do too buddy, but we had a little argument and I gotta let her calm down before I even try. You know what they say about red hair, it's not that far off sometimes. It's gonna be fine though. Thanks for asking about Kim and me. Hey you and Zita have a good time, I'll catch you later. Goodbye.", Ron spoke into the phone.
"Yeah, we'll try to have a good time. Hope you and Kim get through it. See ya later Ron, Bye.", he replied.
Ron looked at his phone, 'Well that takes care of the loose ends. I don't need this anymore. With the GPS unit in it I sure don't want to be found either.' Ron took a small tool out of his pocket and removed the battery. He put the battery in his pocket and tossed the phone into a passing garbage truck. Ron walked two more blocks and threw the battery into a recycle container in the Battery's R Us store that he was just passing.
Stepping back under the trees for a moment, Ron unfastened the chain that hung around his neck. Concentrating, the necklace became a glowing blue katana. Turning it vertical he kissed the hilt. "Go back home my friend and thank you for honoring me. Wait until a more deserving Master than I claims you.", he told the Lotus Blade. He released the ancient blade. It hovered near him. "I said go. Return to Yamanouchi my friend.", he commanded.
The famous blade glowed brightly and in a flash, it vanished.
Two hours after he had left the office he returned and presented his credentials to the older man.
"Is this all you need sir?", Ron asked.
"This covers it. Here's your ticket. I'll give you a ride to the station.", he was told by the older man.
Thirty minutes later Ron was on a bus headed out of town. He noticed a couple of familiar cars come up alongside. He just turned away. 'It's better this way. In a while nobody will remember the buffoon.', he smiled to himself.
See that wasn't so bad was it? Two Chapters to go in this one.
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