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Chapter 13

Previously on Possible Manipulation…

Just as Kim's warm lips touched Ron's, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and he couldn't help but exhale. Kim backed away from her boyfriend, who now was leaning against the wall, with his hand over the spot in which he felt the pain. He looked down at what Kim was holding in her hand, and there was a blade about four inches in length, dripping with blood. He looked down at his stomach and immediately realized that it was his blood!

In the low light he could see crimson traces of red running between his fingers as he held them against the wound. He stood a haggard step forward, holding out his bloody hand.

He croaked out a simple question. "Kah… Kim… why?" All Ron heard for an answer before he toppled to the floor was a four-word phrase spoken by Kim into her wrist Kimmunicator. "Ronald Stoppable is dead."

And now the continuation…

After Kim said her four-word phrase, her hand dropped the blade, causing it to clatter on the rock floor. Her eyes began to dart around the room as if she was confused as to where she was, and then suddenly the heels of her hands went to her temples and she screamed out in pain!

Kim fell to her knees and then eventually lay flat on the floor, rolling over onto her back. The pain subsided, and finally she just lay there breathing hard for a good two minutes.

The next thing that occurred was that tears began to fall from her eyes, as the realization of everything that had happened came crashing back to her memory. The landing in the clearing where she was supposed to meet a contact, Kim remembered in excruciating detail being knocked unconscious… and then the brain washing. The horrible, painful, mind ripping brain washing.

"Rroo…ooonn…nnn…" She sobbed, at the realization of being brainwashed to do the one thing that she would never had ever done in her life… Kill Ron Stoppable. After the act of finally doing what she had been brain washed to do, all mind manipulation now left her, and she was back to being the not so simple teen hero, Kim Possible.

Kim continued to press the heels of her hands into her eyes as she cried. Her sorrow was so immense that she didn't even notice the movement behind her. When a hand finally landed on her shoulder, Kim fully expected to see Moriarty, and to hear him gloat that he had finally killed Ron Stoppable. When she opened her eyes and looked over to the side she had been touched on…

Kim yelped as she jumped away from the figure now kneeling at her side. She quickly pushed herself across the floor and against the rock wall and looked at the person in front of her as if he were a ghost. And in her mind, it was a ghost… the ghost of Ron stoppable.

"No… no… please… I… I killed you! You can't be real!" The red head had her eyes screwed tightly shut since she didn't trust what she was seeing in front of her.

A calm voice tried to soothe her fragile emotional state. "Kim… it's really me. I'm not dead. It's really Ron. Please… believe me!"

After cracking her eyes open a little, they suddenly went wide. "You… you're going to haunt me for the rest of my life, aren't you? I've killed the only person I've ever truly loved in my life, and now you're going to haunt me so I won't ever forget that I killed you!" A mix of fear and sadness threatened to take over the young girl's mind.

"Please… Kim…" The Ron specter said, "I'm not dead. I'm not… ouch… in perfect shape, since you did stab me… but I'm not dead. It's a good thing you didn't hit any important organs inside me. So what else can I do to prove that I am not a ghost?"

"If… if you're not a ghost, then why is your body lying right…" Kim pointed to the floor where Ron had fallen after she had stabbed him, and then looked to the spot. "…There…?" Her finger was pointing at an empty spot of the floor.

"See Kim? I'm… ouch… not lying right there. I'm right here in front of you. I'm solid, just like you." Moving slowly so as not to aggravate his injury, Ron gently took Kim's hand and placed it on his shoulder.

The young girl squeezed the shoulder once, then twice… and her eyes darted between where her hand was and the deep brown caring eyes that were looking at her. In an almost blind leap of faith, Kim quickly wrapped her arms around the neck of Ron Stoppable and squeezed for all she was worth. If Ron was truly real, she did NOT want to let him go!

She could feel strong arms wrap around her waist, and this just made her squeeze that much harder. When finally she heard Ron let out an almost strangled 'oof', she finally let up, but she did not let go completely. Backing off, Kim kept her fingers interlaced behind his neck.

"Are… you OK now, Kim?" Ron said, again looking at her with his deep brown puppy dog eyes. His answer was a lip lock that almost sucked out his lungs.

…x x x x…

Immediately after watching Kim stab Ron on his closed circuit TV, Moriarty turned off the monitor and then brought his attention back around to Will, who was trying to work his way out of the straps holding him down.

"Now, now Mr. Du… I can't have you leaving just yet. Since Ron Stoppable is now dead, and you have seen who killed him, I need you to tell the world… or at least your organization, who killed him."

Will stopped struggling. "I know for a fact that it was you that killed him, Moriarty… Not Kim Possible. So if you think I'm going to lie for you, that's just not going to happen."

"Ohh… I think you will." The older gentleman went over to a nearby cabinet, pulled out what looked like a small air gun, and placed a vial containing a liquid that was glowing a weird purple color.

As he walked closer to Will, the GJ Agent began to struggle even harder, as he immediately recognized the substance Moriarty was about to inject him with. It was the concentrated version of Drakken's mind control shampoo!

"So you recognize this, hmm? I was able to dilute it down so the small amount I was able to procure from your warehouse will stretch a little bit further."

"But… I thought that was destroyed in the house fire?" Will's eyes narrowed in confusion.

Moriarty chuckled. "Heh heh… You don't honestly think I would destroy all of that, do you? I was pleasantly surprised to then find out that with the dilution I could inject this directly into the blood stream, which in turn has a much stronger effect on a person's mind."

With a quick movement of his hand, Moriarty placed the atomizer pistol against Will's carotid artery and pulled the trigger, causing it to hiss, making him cringe a bit. His eyes glazed over almost immediately, signifying he was ready for suggestion. Moriarty then patted Will's shoulder and said, "Now Mr. Du… let's discuss what you actually saw now, hmm?"

…x x x x…

The lip lock between Kim and Ron lasted for almost a full three minutes when finally the two teens came up for air. (OK, really they were breathing during the kissing, but I'm sure you know what I mean)

"Oh Ronnie…" Kim started with tears in her eyes, "I… I really thought that I had… I had killed you! Especially when I felt all manipulation in my mind start to leave me."

"What … what did Moriarty use on you Kim?" Ron asked while gently caressing his girlfriend's cheek. "A machine? The shampoo?"

The young heroine shook her head while wiping away joyful tears. "Neither… M… Moriarty… he… he… he brainwashed me, Ron. It was… horrible!" Immediately the red head buried her face into Ron's neck, and the next words were mumbled, but still understandable. "I originally was to… to kill you in… inside Bueno Nacho. But when you showed up here, it surprised him."

Kim then backed out of the hug and continued while looking into his eyes. "After my mind saw you… lying there, unmoving after I stabbed you… I truly believed that you were… dead. After… after my brain registered your… death… it was as if everything I was brainwashed to do… left me. The programming wasn't needed anymore. It's… it's as if… Moriarty wanted me to live the rest of my life knowing that I had… killed you."

Looking into Kim's green eyes, Ron asked, "Do you remember the layout of this place?" Immediately she nodded. "If he… and I'm pretty sure he has… seen me 'die' on some kind of closed circuit TV, maybe we can sneak up on Moriarty and finally take care of him. I doubt he's still watching us, because if he saw that I truly wasn't dead, the guy would have shown up here by now to kill me himself."

"Now when did you start thinking logically Ron Stoppable?"

Ron smiled at his girlfriend's gentle jibe. "I think it was sometime after we became boyfriend/girlfriend. I figured I'd better 'step up' and try to be a good boyfriend."

A corner of the red head's mouth ticked up. "Well… 'so-called' boyfriend… what's the plan?"

It only took Ron a few minutes to explain how he wanted to sneak into the room where Moriarty most likely was located, along with Will Du.

…x x x x…

In a monotone voice Will repeated back to Moriarty, "Kim Possible Killed Ron Stoppable, and upon realizing what she had done, turned the gun on herself and committed suicide."

"Good… good. Now repeat that two more times and I will release you."

In the middle of Will's third and last repeat of the phrase, a voice interrupted him from the main entrance of the room.

"What… why is he saying that I died of… suicide?"

Moriarty turned around. "Huh? Oh… my dear Kimberly Anne… I'm so sorry for your… loss." His lips formed a small smile. "I… assume that you have grieved for your boyfriend's death?"

Tears were flowing freely from Kim's green eyes. "You… bastard. You… made me kill Ron! Now you're making Will here believe that I… committed suicide? No one is going to believe that!"

"Ohh… I think they will Miss Possible. With some clever editing of video, Mr. Du here will have indisputable evidence." Moriarty then took a step closer to her. "And now for the final piece of the puzzle. Kimberly Anne Possible… listen to my voice." Immediately Kim's eyes glassed over and she took a relaxed stance.

"Klatu…" In an almost robotic motion, Kim took her gun from its holster and racked a bullet into the chamber. "Verata…" She then put the gun against her temple.

While Moriarty had all his attention on Kim while giving her his last command, Ron was able to enter from a second doorway and sneak up behind his nemesis. It was easy to put Moriarty in a headlock and take him down to his knees, effectively cutting off his words.

Ron's eyes narrowed a bit as he thought he recognized the words Moriarty had been saying, and he also saw that the words were making Kim do what she was doing. Immediately his grip tightened both in anger at Moriarty, and fear for Kim. First he looked at his girlfriend, then again at the man in his grip. "What are you doing Kim! Moriarty! What have you done?"

The British villain tried to laugh, but because of Ron's grip it just came out as a gurgle, making Ron let up just a little. "Heh heh… I was… going to have Kimberly… do this after you… you were dead, Ronald. But having you… see this… it's much, much more fitting. This will be a fate worse than death for you." His eyes then looked back at Kim. Nict…"

Before Moriarty could finish the last word, Ron closed his eyes, and quickly changed his grip so he could grab onto the man's chin with one hand, and twisted his head.

After a loud snap, Moriarty's body fell to the floor in front of him, and Ron dropped to his knees in shock as to what he had done. What he had finally… done.

Absently he heard the clatter of something metal drop to the floor, and just as tears began to flow from his eyes, he felt the arms of someone he loved more than his own life wrap around him from the rear.

"It's OK Ronnie… it's OK. It's over… it's finally over."

Kim's arms felt so good around him, he almost didn't notice the slight change in position of her hands. Ron's eyes went wide as he immediately recognized the hold, which was exactly the same one he himself used before breaking Moriarty's neck.

"Ohh…" Snap!

To be concluded…

So… is that a mean cliffy, or what? Moriarty is finally dead, but did Kim finally do what the man wanted her to do originally? Tune in next time to find out.

Oh… just as a reminder, I'm going to finish this story first before posting another chapter of "Team Possible's Predicament".