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Mommy May I
"Home-base, this is Roadrunner".
"Home-base here. Go ahead".
"Target's terminated. Commence with Phase #3".
"Relaying the message now. Return to base," Home-base kills the connection.
The horrifying news about their son and daughter-in-law's deaths left the Stoppales numb. What irked them worst of all? The police didn't notify them. They learnt about their deaths over the news. Dean and Olivia shut off the television, and went upstairs into their rooms to mourn separately.
Kim lurked below. Hearing them weep so bitterly grieved her heart. And yet she couldn't console them without ruining her play. She sweeps the house, locating thirty electronic bugs and sixteen cams on the first level alone. She couldn't deactivate them without tipping her enemies she's still alive, and have these assassins accelerate their plans.
She knew she must wait until Fury's teams made their move. Her ear bud vibes silently, alerting her, Scarlett Flame dealt with Roadrunner. That should motivate their enemies to move up their timetable. Her wait ended around 2:00 a.m. Armed assailants knelt outside her in-laws' house. Lock picks inserted into the front and Venetian patio doors.
Kim rests her EF-88 assault rifle against her chest. She loads a 40-mm RPG into its M203PI grenade launcher, waiting, and listening. The front lock clicks and knob turns. Assassins ready to breach the premises.
Kim pops up, first firing her M-203PI. A 40-mm RPG soars towards detonating upon impacting the partially open door. The explosion splinters the wood like kindling. Sharp edges propelled through the air like a wooden ballistic missile impaling some, injuring others, while the actual explosion scatters the rest, along with the resulting debris. Their armor saved their lives, but still smoking vigorously.
Kim turns amidst all the chaos, firing on full auto. 7.62-mm rounds punch holes through the patio drapes, shattering the sliding glass doors. Several soldiers cry in heart-stopping torment, as HEI rounds impact, exploding against their mesh-composite body armor. Kim knew, this might slow but never stop these assailants.
It was now or never. Kim activates the home's defensive shield activating the mines she'd planted outside the home, below all windows, beneath every door, and along the curb. She removes her detonator, maximizes their shield, and presses the trigger. A piercing beep emanates everywhere around them.
The assassins outside cry in hellish agony. They'd heard what happened unto the last team who hit this place. The timers don't even hit double zero, detonating immediately. An enormous explosion rose roundabout the home, rumbling like a thousand cannons firing simultaneously, shaking everything, roof to foundation, shattering all fragile trinkets inside, even overloading the breakers and frying the electrical system. Micro-fissures creep up along the walls and into the ceiling dropping plaster all around.
"Hannah," Kim dashes upstairs calling her name aloud.
"Mommy," Hanna darts past her parents and outside their bedroom.
Kim knelt, near the top of the stairs.
"I thought you were dead, Mommy," she cries jovially running and leaping into Kim's open arms.
Kim hugs her tightly swinging her around, "It's good to see you alive, too, Little One".
"Where's mean men, Mommy?"
"They didn't ask, 'Mommy, may I, so I boom-boomed and sent them back home".
The Real Me
Her in-laws ease outside their bedroom. Their minds so flooded with uncertainty. The Stoppables temporarily forget about their son, altogether. Dan and Olivia had often debated about what happened to Hana's parents. The people at the orphanage didn't know, or would say. Even they weren't such which the case may be. But, they never imagined their daughter-in-law being her biological mother.
"Kim…?" Olivia covers her mouth choking back her tears. She'd heard Hana acknowledge her as Mommy. And Kim embrace Hana as her daughter. And yet, doubt still clouded her heart.
Dean asks what his stupefied wife couldn't, "Are you really Hana's biological Mama?"
"No," Kim drops her head in tears, "I'm not her Mama. Maw is".
"I don't understand, Kimberly".
"It's quite simple, Paw. Yes, she is my daughter. I birthed, nursed, and weaned her, like any good mama should.
"Is she my Ronnie's?" Olivia finally finds her own voice.
"No, Maw, she isn't Ron's child".
"Who's her father?"
"His name isn't important, Paw. He's deceased". She lies. Ron didn't know Hana's father's name. Only Hana had a right to know that, but only when she got old enough.
"Is that why you gave her up, because you were an unwed mother?" Olivia senses the young woman resonating pain.
"I wanted her so badly, but couldn't keep her," her voice cracks with heaviness. "I had no money, no job, no home, little education; nothing essential to care for a child".
"Your parents would've helped you care for her, Kimberly".
"I know, Paw. That wasn't my problem".
"What, then, was your problem, Kimberly. Olivia and I don't understand?'
"I can't go into too much detail. It'd only put your lives in worse peril. Keeping her with me, even at my parents' house, would've put my baby's life in mortal danger".
Dean and Olivia Stoppable had known her long enough. They knew the posture and tone. She'd make her mind up, and wouldn't answer them, regardless how many times they rephrased their question in less intrusive ways.
"How'd she wind up with us, Dear?" Dean Stoppable asks.
"Ron's the most honorable man I've ever met. No doubt, he inherited those attributes from you two. I know you're curious about how being with me would put her life in such grave danger. Well, if I'd shown up unexpectedly with a baby, Global Justice would've assumed her being Ron's. It'd be the Ron-Factor, only a thousand times worse.
Plus, Ron and I have made countless enemies over the years. Any one or all would love to take swift vengeance against us. Hana would've been their prime target. They'd assumed her being mine and Ron's, just like you did moments ago. It was obvious. I couldn't keep her. Neither could I tell my parents. She'd be safer the less people knew.
I couldn't bare losing her, and never seeing her again. I didn't know what to do. Then, I learnt Maw wanted another baby, but learnt she's infertile now. I called in a favor. Master Sensei—Ron's martial arts teach back in Japan, and close contact with Team Possible—met you at the Middleton Adoption Agency, and presented Hana. Maw immediately love her. I knew then she was in good hands. Master Sensei did fulfill his promise, he ensured no one contested your paperwork throughout the adoption process".
Both parents didn't understand everything she'd said. She'd told them enough. Her explanation left one pertinent question unanswered, "Why'd these assassins come here tonight?" Dan cradles his sobbing wife, who'd lost it over Kimberly's heart-throbbing tale.
"Sadly, there's no easy way to say this, but bluntly. They want all adult Possibles and Stoppables dead, by any means necessary".
"Why?" Dean asks what others wanted to know.
"They can't have any adult alive, who can challenge their custodial claims over Hana. She's their primary target, Paw".
"Why?" Olivia breaks her husband brace fixing her teary eyes upon her daughter-in-law.
"Power, Maw. Plain and simple, power".
"Power?" Olivia couldn't reconcile their actions. Why would people in authority—people, who'd dedicated their lives to protecting society—suddenly break their most sacred political vows and turn into mass murderers?
Kim counters their emanating doubts, "Hana is almost as powerful as I am".
"You?" Dean knew about his son's mystical monkey powers. They had never been told anything about their daughter-in-law having any powers.
Kim releases Hana. The little girl steps back bubbling over with anticipation. Kim raises both arms. A crimson aura settles over her body.
Dean and Olivia step back. Nothing in their wildest imagination could prepare them for what occurred next.
Kim morphs into her alter ego, snapping her wrists. Sharp claws jet from her knuckles.
Dean and Olivia back farther away. Their limbs trembling in mortal terror. They'd heard about the atrocities she'd committed. But, again, they never imagined her being this ruthless vigilante, or their baby girl being her biological daughter. Now, those men attacking them started to make more sense.
"You're Aconasema!? Dean shouts with betrayal, only saying what his tongue-tied wife couldn't say.
More Than Meets The Eye
Olivia eyes her baby uneasily.
Hana jumped up and down, not afraid of Kim, but clapping her hands and howling with giddy laughter.
Olivia deduces, she already knew Kim's secret identity all along, and never told anyone, not even them, her parents. She'd never felt so betrayed. By her son. He surely knew. By her own daughter-in-law. She deceived them into adopting their daughter. They'd raised her. Now, she moves in, trying to steal her back. Hana's actions prove she'd partial won. Hana chose her over them. She'd kept Kim's secret.
Dean shared his wife's furor. He, too, felt betrayed by all his children, especially his daughter-in-law. For Ron's sake, and the sake of their family, he didn't wish to force his son into choosing between his wife or them. "Where's Ronald, Kimberly?" If she was alive, he was also.
Kim knew he, too, was deeply hurt by her secrecy. He only used her full name when upset. And he'd asked about his son to change the subject, temporarily. "Hurt, but alive, Paw". She'd have much to answer for later.
His plan worked better than he could've imagined. Olivia realized, her daughter-in-law may've kept some secrets from them, but she loved their son. "You shielded him from that blast, didn't you?"
Kim reaffirms her in-laws' trust, "I can't excuse my actions. Yes, I've kept much from you. All of you. Please, if you must be mad, be mad with me. Not Hana or Ron. You can rest assured, though. I'd gladly give my life for his any day, Maw. Like I said, he's hurt, but alive. Now, let's go. Reinforcements could arrive any minute, then I'd have to really get physical in a residential neighborhood".
"No arguments here," Dean Stoppable grabs his wife and daughter starting towards the stairs.
"Not that way," she stops them.
"Why not?" Dean recalls the carnage last time.
- "Hana," she consoles her little girl, "do you trust Mommy?"
"Yes, Mommy," she bounces her little head up and down.
"Good," she takes her little one from Dean's arms. "Will you wear this blindfold for me?"
She bobs her little head again.
Kim ties the blindfold around her little head. She powers up, blasting a whole through the side of the house. "Maw, Paw, meet us outside. And hurry," she takes off running, somersaulting through the tiny opening. She lands with cat-like reflexes on the front lawn. Kim knew neighbors would get a god view.
Dean and Olivia Stoppable may be adventurous. Both knew they weren't that agile. Try what she did, and they'd splat against the ground, ending up seriously hurt or dead. They had little choice. Dean and Olivia trepidatiously make their way below, somewhat relieved, their lower level wasn't as soaked in blood as last time. Their relief proves short-lived. Dean steps across the front door. His wife starts out behind him. Husband and wife abruptly stop, aghast by the carnage their eyes saw.
"Dean, what the…?" Olivia couldn't express her repulsion. Stomach nauseated, senses overwhelmed by the rancid smell of charred bodies, blown to bits, and scattered across their front yard. Olivia and Dean lose it upchucking their dinner.
"Maw, Paw, hurry up," Kim straps a still blindfolded Hanna into her booster seat.
Dean and Olivia recover, knowing hurry up or she'd leave them behind. Dean covers his wife's eyes, leading her past the debris of butchered remains. "Wow," Dean whistles, seeing his daughter-in-law's ride, "who bought this car?"
"Get in. Now. We'll talk later," Kim pounds the car's roof.
"Let's get a move, Kim," Ares comes through the dash cam "You have more assailant headed your way, some even disguised as police".
"Understood, Ares".
Dean and Olivia Stoppable squeeze into the backseat.
Kim settles into the driver's seat. She straps her safety belt, turns over the ignition, and revs her engine asking, "Are you ready, Little One?"
"Go, Mommy, go!" Hanna cheers, kicking her feet and clapping her hands.
"That's my girl," Kim throws her car it into gear, jamming the accelerator. The rear slides sideways, leaving streaks of rubber burnt into the road.
Kim caterwauls, while Hanna squealing in pure exhilaration.
Lasting Impressions
Dean and Olivia clutch onto one another tightly, glaring hard mother to daughter. Hana should be terrified. Her reaction defied logic. Here, she squeals with exhilaration. Dean was worried bad enough about his family's on-going safety. Now this.
A whole new battle arose in Olivia's heart. One thought permeates her mind. 'Surely, Hana was Kim's child. Not mine. She even trusts Kim more than me'. That very thought ignites a bitter indignation in her heart. She tightens her grip around her husband's hand without thinking.
Dean cringes, fearful his hand might break any moment. He'd never seen his wife this furious. He, again, didn't need telepathy to know what's going through her mind. First, Kim tricks them into adopting her daughter. They raise her. Now, she inserts herself back into their lives, asserting her motherhood, essentially stealing their little girl's trust. A cat-fight was imminent, unless he diffused this situation.
Again, he could only devise one possible solution. He only hoped it'd distract his wife. "Wow," he tries to change the subject, "this car is sure luxurious. What is it? And how much did it cost?"
"It's a 2016 Rolls Royce Phantom Drophead Coupe Nighthawk special edition. This baby costs a cool $600,000, Paw".
"What does Ronnie drive?"
"A 2016 Bentley Continental GTC Convertible, valued at $260,000".
"How'd you ever afford such luxury cars?"
"I'm loaded, Paw. I shared my windfall with my husband".
"And yet, you live in that tiny apartment".
"It was all we needed, until having children of our own".
"Kim," Wade, as the elusive Ares, interrupts their reunion, "local authorities have a solid description of your car. Those explosions attracted the neighbors' attention, quicker than you anticipated. Police are already on scene. You left 20 assailants behind, all lying dead outside the Stoppables house. Neighbors positively identified you and your ride. Local police issued an APB in your legal name".
"Keep your eyes peeled, Ares. Find anything else, feed it directly into Annie," she disconnects.
Kim rests her hands over the dash's digital screen. A green light scans her prints. "Command code authorization," a mechanized voice requests her input.
"Red Eyed Wraith. Annie online".
"And she's back," Annie activates, after a long hibernation. "Oh, Kim, I love the digs".
"Sorry, Girl. We can't keep them".
"Why?" The A.I. seemed to actually pout a bit.
"Local police have your description," she explains her next orders. "Initiate transformation mode".
"Into what?" Annie was eager to comply.
"A 2016 Lamborghini Estogue with new plates, VIN, and the works, Girl".
"Ooh," Annie initiates transformation mode. She erects a hard body shield around the car's base unit. Nanites break down the outer body reconstructing the Lamborghini Estogue sports car metallic black exterior in under 30-seconds. "Engaging cloak and reverse polarized shielding. That way, it'll be harder to get a radar lock".
Hanna removes her blindfold. "I like, Mommy. I like," Hanna giggles, kicking her feet livelier.
"Alright, Little One, let's move," Kim mashes the gas passing 200 mph.
"Annie, have we cleared all obstructions?"
"Affirmative".
"Initiate flight mode".
"Initiating flight mode. Watch me go, Little One," Annie teases Hanna. A large booster materializes in the back and two beneath the chassis. All three ignite in-sync giving the car lift. Wings jet out all four doors giving it some stability in the air.
Kim opens a portal. Annie soars through it, before closing behind them. It didn't take long, maybe 10-20 second. They arrived safely on her Martian base. Kim leads the Stoppables through her Martian base. They no sooner enter the main area.
Anne Possible mobs her little girl, "Kimmie, you're alive!" Her father and brothers join the family festivities.
"Mom, I'm sorry to sound cold, and cut this reunion short. I realize you thought I was dead, and you're overjoyed I'm alive. But, I'm on a mission. They're trying to kill all grown-ups, who can claim custody over my daughter. And Ron's hurt. I need you to take charge of the medical facility".
"Kimmie-Cub, where are you headed now? You only got here".
"Sorry, Dad. Someone else needs my help". She morphs into her alter ego—a 5'5" tall redhead with ruddy complexion and wearing a black formfitting catsuit. A fire phoenix and mystic dragon ghost-striped across her chest.
"What? You're Aconasema?" Her father and brothers back away in terror.
Kim perceives her mother's shock, too. It wasn't over learning her true identity. Anne already knew. It was over her daughter readily revealing it unto others. Kim explains her actions, "Keeping my secret is no longer practical. S.H.I.E.L.D. and Global Justice know the truth. And they want us all dead".
"That way, they can legally claim custody over Hannah, right?"
Kim nods.
"Mommy will save us. Again," Hanna hugs her tightly.
"Watch over our guests, Little One. And keep the twins away from any air locks," she pinches the little girl's nose.
"I will. I promise," Hanna hugs her tightly again, before climbing down.
Kim heads towards the exit. A portal appears in the door way. Kim simply walks through the vortex.