July 9th, 2012
Los Angeles, California
7:55 P.M.
Ding
Mark's entire body shook in murderous rage, "WHAT?"
Robert took a hesitant step back as he pocketed his cell phone, "I'm assuming that's not a good thing?"
Mark whirled on his friend, "NO! IT'S NOT A GOOD THING!" he turned back to the computer that was displaying an error message.
We're sorry for the technical difficulties. Please try deleting your files at a later time.
Mark grabbed at the side of the computer and lifted the laptop up off the computer desk with no effort whatsoever, "WHY WON'T SHE DIE?"
Mark and Robert came to the exact same conclusion at the exact same time, and as one they spoke a single word, "Sidekick."
They scrambled across the house as they picked up their keys and coats in a mad dash to get outside.
The door of Robert's house blasted outward as they raced outside and ducked into Mark's car with the computer still running its attempt to delete a file.
Mark growled as his car roared to life and they zipped out of the driveway and towards the city where a certain Creator lived.
Robert fastened his seat belt and looked over at Mark who was driving erratically through the late night traffic, "You still remember where Sidekick lives?"
Mark nodded silently and pulled out his phone. He tossed the blue hunk of plastic to his passenger, "Call Wolf and tell her to shut down Sidekick's computer. Even though he's out, his computer is still-"
"Shh, shh," Robert ordered as he held Mark's phone to his ear, "It's ringing."
July 9th, 2012
Los Angeles, California
8:00 P.M.
Ring Ring
Sidekick looked up from his computer where he was feverishly typing away at the chapter before him, "Is that Mark?" he asked as he nodded to SilverWolf05's jacket that was ringing.
Wolf looked up at her jacket, the fear evident in her eyes, "No," she lied.
Ring Ring
Sidekick growled and rose from his chair and dug the phone out of a side pocket, "Sidekick," he answered.
The line was silent for a moment before the voice on the other end spoke, "Hello Sidekick."
He sat back in his chair as Wolf watched the Creator's face darken, "Good evening Robert,"
In the car Robert felt his hands clench as he talked to the fallen Creator, "I was wondering when I would get to talk to you-"
"No you weren't," Sidekick interrupted as he leaned forward in his chair, "You were calling Wolf with orders to finish me off."
Robert looked aghast, "You honestly thing Mark and I would order Beta's to kill their Creators when they go rogue? We're not the Mafia."
Wolf watched Sidekick as he looked around his room in confusion, "Then why did you call?"
"We were actually calling for Wolf to turn off your computer," Robert answered truthfully.
Sidekick shook his head and smiled as he held the blinking gray box the size of a deck of cards, "So you figured out my hacking was stopping the deletion of Kim."
Robert sighed, "We figured that would be the case," he was silent for a moment, "Why did you do it Sidekick?"
The Real Sidekick looked at his computer without seeing a thing, "You know how it is Robert," he shook his head, "You tell yourself that it's a simple ending but you can't kill her. You grow to sympathize with her and soon you find yourself trying to save her," Sidekick couldn't resist turning the knife, "You know all too well with her. Don't you Robert?"
"That was out of my hands Sidekick," he defended, "You all clamored-"
"I didn't," Sidekick spat out angrily as he cut off the Founder, "I was like you, I wanted her dead and gone. Three years, end with a kiss and then be done with it."
"Well, enough of you wanted her back," Robert retorted as he took a deep breath, "So we resurrected her."
Sidekick was silent as Robert continued, "You think me the villain of this story, but need I remind you that you were the one who volunteered to kill Kim Possible?" hearing no answer he continued, "You wanted to end it all and we chose you to end everything in what you promised would be a satisfying and cohesive ending. Something that Disney wouldn't be able show but would still accept as canon if I remember correctly. You volunteered to be the Creator of her ending."
Sidekick ground his teeth together angrily, "You can't stop me Robert," he looked out his window and into the distance where he knew his ace in the hole rested, "I've already laid the groundwork for her survival."
Robert scoffed, "We're coming to take over and finish your story. If you get back on track before all this is over, we won't kick you out of the order," Robert looked to Mark who nodded in agreement, "And if we like your ending, we'll give you your pick of stories."
Sidekick's eyes gleamed devilishly, "Before I let you go Robert," he paused for dramatic effect, "I have to ask: how's Christina doing tonight?"
Robert felt his blood run cold as he realized Sidekick's ultimate plan, "You wouldn't."
"Oh, I'm sorry, did I tip my hand too soon?" came the question dripping with mock innocence.
"I'm ordering you to leave her out of this Sidekick," Robert said sternly but the fear was evident in his voice, "She's innocent in all this."
Sidekick propped the phone up to his ear, "Which is the only way it will work," the smile he wore chilled Wolf to her bones, "So you have to ask yourself what's more important Bob: Her or me?"
Robert didn't answer but instead shut off the phone and called out in a tone that was halfway between panic and blind hysteria, "Mark, get us to Christina's house."
July 9th, 2012
Los Angeles, California
8:04 P.M.
Christina was tired.
Actually, she was beyond tired but what else did you expect? With a schedule as busy as hers, it was only natural that she would be exhausted by the end of her day.
She shambled into her enormous master bedroom and nearly collapsed on the shag carpet that covered the floor of her room and made the ground soft to walk on.
Instead of collapsing to the carpet, she angled her body so she would instead flop on her bed and she sighed in relief as she her plan worked.
Whoosh
She always smiled at the sound her bed made when she collapsed on the bed and she felt herself sinking into the fabric even as she felt sleep tugging at the edges of her mind...
...
The softness of her sheets beneath her…
...
The silence of her house a direct contrast to her loud work day…
...
Her eyes had closed long ago and here she felt the last resistance to sleeping fall away…
...
"No," she muffled into the fabric and she struggled to push herself into a standing position.
...
Drift off and forget...
...
"Not yet," she mumbled as her arms pushed against the soft embrace of the sheets.
Her own body fought her every step of the way as her physical side just wanted to collapse and sleep for years while her mental side struggled to maintain control of her limbs. After several long minutes of self-struggle, Christina stood shakily to her feet.
Achieving her goal, she blew a stray strand brown of hair from her mouth and saw her true goal: The bathroom.
She stumbled into the bathroom and grinned when she saw the empty Jacuzzi waiting for her. As she lurched towards the tub all the while fighting off exhaustion, she pulled off pieces of her clothes and discarded the clothing with reckless abandon in her enormous bathroom.
She finally reached the Jacuzzi and she reached for the hot water knob but as she turned the knob, she tumbled into the tub and struggled to stay awake long enough to enjoy the warm relaxation that accompanied her daily bath.
As she felt the water rise around her, she moaned in pleasure as she felt her troubles simply melt away in the rising hot water.
When the water reached her chin, Christina moved her foot and spun the knob expertly into an off position and her bathroom was instantly silent as the sound dissipated and she felt herself slipping away into the warmth of her nightly ritual. She closed her eyes and allowed the warmth to carry her away to sweet relaxation.
Moments after drifting off into oblivion, her cell phone started vibrating as someone desperately tried to reach her.
December 20th, 2015 A.D.
Paris, France
7:15 P.M.
Ron and Monique gathered around a large red switch and with a shrug from Monique, Ron pulled down on the switch and instantly a dull groan echoed around the room that quickly silenced itself.
Ron smiled as he watched the shield around Paris through a monitor start to collapse and he nodded to the rest of his team, "See? There is always an off switch."
Thud
Monqiue let out a laugh that died on her lips as she felt a dull pain in her back that pushed through to her chest.
Ron's face had gone pale at seeing Monique and she looked down in wonder at the tiny metal pinprick that poked through the front of her battle suit.
Before she could react, the metal point pushed through her and jutted out before lifting her savagely from the floor and hoisting her above the ground. She screamed in pain but it was no use and the last thing she saw was the long strip of metal glow yellow before her entire body simply evaporated.
Ron and his team followed the energy staff as it retracted back to-
"Warhok," he growled as he pulled out the Lotus blade and readied it, his eyes glowed blue as he held the blade up defensively. To his right, Amelia and Ned readied their weapons but Warhok simply smiled and nodded to his assistant.
"KILL THEM," he rumbled and the assistant took a step forward, "STOPPABLE IS MINE."
Ron took a hesitant step forward as he nodded to Ned and Amelia, "As soon as you kill the Lowardian, go find Kim."
"Master," the assistant nodded towards the off switch, "Can we not just turn on the Off switch?"
Warhok growled at his assistant, "NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS, THE HUMANS ON THE SURFACE WILL LEAVE BUT IF WE KILL STOPPABLE AND KIM THEN HUMANITY WILL DIE."
Ron stopped mid step at Warhok's words, "What do you mean?"
Warhok laughed, "IF YOU DON'T KILL ME TODAY, I WILL KILL EVERY HUMAN ON THE EARTH, PRISONER AND RESISTANCE ALIKE."
Ron's eyes widened at the statements, "And if I kill you?"
"WARMONGA WILL KILL YOU ALL BUT AT LEAST YOU'LL LIVE FOR A FEW DAYS LONGER," came the growled reply.
"That's not going to happen," Ron said in defiance.
Warhok just smiled and readied his energy staff. He twisted the middle of the staff and the staff shrank down into a more manageable that now looked more like a blade than a staff.
Ron took another step towards Warhok and cracked his neck experimentally, "Waited years for this."
Warhok smiled, "YOU HAVE NO IDEA."
He took in a deep breath of air and bowed his head for a moment before the behemoth launched himself at Ron with a battle cry with his energy blade raised.
Ron raised his sword in a response and with a war cry raced to meet the alien. Their blades sang through the air as they raced across the open room and with a great crash of sound and sparks, they met in the middle of the room and began the duel that would decide the fate of Humanity.
December 20th, 2015 A.D.
Paris, France
7:15 P.M.
Turn Left Sidekick ordered as Kim and her team ran through the tunnels beneath Paris.
Kim looked and saw a second tunnel leading off the main lead, "Which one?"
Before Sidekick could answer, Kim saw what looked like movement down the hall and started off after the movement. Without a word, her crew followed and they quietly followed the Creator's directions.
Turn Right he ordered as they came to another tunnel and without question everyone followed Kim as she followed the orders.
In the center of the column, Hana suddenly stopped and she clutched at her head as she saw-
"Father," she whispered sadly.
Bonnie appeared at Hana's side and pulled at her, "C'mon Han, we have to go."
Han nodded and felt a tugging at her heart, "Good bye…Father."
December 20th, 2015 A.D.
Paris, France
7:17 P.M.
Brrtz
Someone was screaming and it took Shego a heartbeat to realize that she was the one screaming in pain.
She jerked her head up as the scream continued and only through sheer willpower was she able to stop the scream that echoed throughout her tiny torture chamber.
"I see you are awake," a Lowardian's voice echoed throughout her shaky vision and she screamed as she felt another electrical current cascade through her body.
Brrtz
Shego screamed as the electricity jolted her to her core and in anger she ignited her plasma powers-
Brrtz
Another wave of electricity poured over her and she languished in the feeling. Her entire body was smoking as the Lowardian leaned into her vision.
"You're not supposed to activate those until Warhok tells you to," the enormous green skinned alien smiled a razor sharp grin, "Until then you are mine."
Brrtz
Another jolt of electricity poured over Shego and she screamed at the pain.
Brr-
The next electrical jolt stopped mid charge and Shego heard the sound of echoing voices and for a brief instance she saw her torturer standing in front of her. His outline was blurry and she blinked rapidly and her vision cleared just in time for the Lowardian to vaporize in a cloud of red mist.
She struggled to look around the room and she heard shouting voices that sounded vaguely familiar. Her vision faded back into blurry shapes that flitted around the room and eventually one crouched in front of her and Josh Maneky's face swam into focus.
"Shego," he called out but it seemed as if he was calling across a great distance.
She struggled to look at him but nothing could change the blurriness in her vision. She felt hands tugging at her wrists and at the bindings there. Moments later Shego felt herself being hauled roughly up and she was soon supported between Josh and Brick who carried her as if she weighed nothing.
"Bonnie," she heard Josh's voice, "Get us to the machine."
"Follow me," came Bonnie's reply over the radio and Shego felt her body moving out of this torture chamber and into the well lit tunnels of beyond.
December 20th, 2015 A.D.
Paris, France
7:17 P.M.
Warhok's assistant approached the two remaining members of Ron's group and with a smile he pulled a large blade the crackled with energy and would randomly spark and shoot out jets of flame.
"I will peel the flesh from your bones humans," the Lowardian said as his grin widened as he juggled the blade back and forth between his hands. He twirled the blade around him and soon the very air crackled with the electricity from the blade. The blade sang around the Lowardian and he grinned as he saw the look of awe on his opponents faces turn to fear and gut wrenching terror.
Finally bringing the blade to position, the Lowardian prepared to slice through the two humans before turning his attention to Stoppable and ending this pathetic nuisance once and for all. As a final act of preparation, the Lowardian bared his teeth and growled to challenge the humans.
Ned turned to Amelia who nodded towards the Lowardian and as one they raised their rail guns to their shoulders and a millisecond later, twin slugs of aluminum traveling at a fraction of the speed of light tore into the assistant of Warhok and instantly transformed his body into a fine red mist.
Warhok stopped fighting for just a moment as he saw his assistant killed and he saw the smile on Ron's face, "HAVE YOU NO HONOR HUMANS?"
Ron shrugged, "Your assistant brought a knife to a gun fight, just be glad I'm fighting you with a sword" he readied his sword as he addressed Ned and Amelia, "Why aren't you two going off to help Kim?"
They opened their mouths to protest but Ron interrupted them with, "Now."
The two gave a final nod to Ron who never took his eyes off Warhok as they fled the room and moments later it was just Ron and Warhok, "Now that we're alone…" Ron smiled as he lunged at Warhok.
December 20th, 2015 A.D.
Paris, France
7:20 P.M.
"How much longer?" Felix asked Kim.
Kim shrugged at her husband's question but was answered in the most peculiar way by her Creator, Two Universes and the Space between the Universes before you reach the Vessel.
"What?" she asked in breathless confusion.
Turn left The Real Sidekick ordered as they ran down the empty lit hallway.
Kim turned left as the group followed her without question, "Can I ask you a question?"
You just did.
Kim shook her head in annoyance, "Why are you helping me?"
Would you prefer that I let you bleed out in that hallway?
Kim shook her head, "You make it sound like I died-"
You did.
Kim stopped for a moment as she processed the words of The Real Sidekick, "What do you mean I died?"
Another version of you died and I continued the story through you, the Kim that didn't die in that hallway came the matter of fact answer. Continue down that hallway.
Kim pointed down a hallway and Tara nodded slightly as she led the group into the lit hallway, "How much farther?" she asked quietly.
Kim was silent until Tara nudged her, "How much further Kim?"
Kim shrugged as she asked, "Why are you helping me?"
You already asked that question.
"But you never answered my question," she persisted.
For being such a good infiltrator of secret lairs, you sure do talk a lot.
They approached an intersection in the tunnel with three paths that led off to unseen locations, "Where to?" Tara asked.
There was no answer, instead the lights in the tunnel died with red emergency lighting shining up from the path on their right.
Giving a silent nod upwards, Tara led the group down the lit hallway, "Why can only Betty and I hear you?" Kim asked.
I'll explain later.
"Which is short for 'I really don't feel like telling you'," Kim surmised sarcastically.
Kim, the Real Sidekick paused as he pinched the bridge of his nose, I can't tell you everything right now. There simply is not enough time.
"Why?" Betty asked.
Kim could hear the frustration mixed with kindness in the voice, I need you to start trusting me to know what I'm doing.
"And what are you doing?" Betty asked as she gestured to a dead end passage way.
If I told you everything up front, you wouldn't have to trust me.
Kim was silent as she pondered The Real Sidekick's words. The tunnel was silent for a moment as everyone turned to Kim but she shook her head.
"So what are we doing?" Tara asked as she held her gun at the ready.
Kim waited but Sidekick had gone silent.
A heartbeat.
"I don't know," Kim finally answered, "I don't know what to do now."
Before anyone could respond, the sound of footsteps echoed down the hallway and instantly, every weapon was pointed at the source of the sound.
"Renton?" Josh's voice echoed down the hallway.
A nod from Felix and the weapons were lowered as Josh Mankey along with Brick Flagg hoisted the half dead body of Shego through the hallway even as Bonnie brought up the rear of their group.
They slowly eased Shego to the ground as the two groups merged into one.
"So what's next?" Josh asked as he straightened and worked out the stiffness in his neck.
Bonnie shook her head as she nodded to Kim who was crouched next to Shego, "Shego?" Kim whispered, "Can you hear me?"
"Just 'cause my eyes are closed princess doesn't mean that I can't hear you," Shego answered slowly, "Tell me again why I agreed to your plan?"
Kim smiled and patted Shego on the shoulder, "Because it'll save the world."
"And we all know how much I enjoy that," came the sarcastic reply.
KrikCRACK
Everyone turned to the dead end wall and stared in wonder as a crack appeared in the wall and the solid concrete simply collapsed on itself and left a hole wide enough for a person to pass through.
Bright golden light streamed emanated from the room and created beams of light through the dust of the tunnel. From within the room a dull and somewhat ominous hum emanated from what Kim guessed was the machine but for some reason Kim felt herself drawn towards the noise. In fact it took all her willpower to stay in one spot and to not walk into that room.
After a nod from Felix, Josh pulled out his gun and slowly entered the room. He disappeared from sight and for several moments no one could hear anything from Josh, just the steady hum that emanated from the golden light beyond.
From within the room, Kim could see a golden glow that throbbed in conjunction with the humming and at a bass level she could hear what almost sounded like a heartbeat.
She took a hesitant step forward towards the golden light and at the threshold of the door she paused as she could feel the machine calling to her. It wasn't anything like the other items on her back, the machine felt alive almost like it was-
"Room's clear," Josh called out from within the room of golden light.
Almost in a trance, Kim took a hesitant step forward and walked slowly towards the hole even as the rest of the team passed her by. She felt the jostling of people as they passed her and she was vaguely aware that only one other in the hallways was walking next to her.
"You hear it," Hana said, it was a statement more than a question.
Kim nodded and swallowed her mouth that had gone bone dry.
She placed her hands on either side of the hole that led into the machine's room, feeling the rough texture of the wall bite into her hands and feeling nothing at the same time.
She ducked her head under the low overhang and upon entering the golden light looked up and through the golden light that pierced the soul and then
she
saw
it.
December 20th, 2015 A.D.
Paris, France
7:25 P.M.
Ron ducked under Warhok's energy blade that sang through air and felt the hair on the back of his neck raise as the blade's energy pulled at Ron's hair as it missed by millimeters.
He ignored the near brush with death and dropped to a roll that carried him below Warhok's sweeping brush with the blade as he recovered from Ron's near supernatural speed.
He felt his feet connect with the floor and he sprang into action as he transformed the Lotus blade into a staff that he used to propel him away from Warhok.
Ron flew through the air and he felt Warhok shooting blasts of energy after him as he spun in mid air with the newly transformed Lotus Blade that was now an energy glove not unlike Kim's super suit model.
In a fraction of a second, Ron caught an approaching blast of greenish yellow energy with his power glove and twirling in mid air threw the energy back at Warhok.
Warhok's eyes widened marginally in shock as he registered the approaching energy but with grace and speed even Ron didn't expect the alien to have, Warhok dodged the energy blast and the beam of light tore into a series of electrical panels behind Warhok, blanketing the room in a burst of amber sparks.
The entire complex shuddered as the energy blast passed through the panels and into a large expanse beyond.
Ron's eyes flicked to the gaping hole as he returned to the ground and he stared in confusion at the sparking and bursts of light that flashed from within the hole.
Warhok followed Ron's gaze and nodded to the hole, "THE MACHINE PRODUCES POWER," Warhok spun his blade expertly, "THAT IS OUR STORAGE FOR THE POWER."
Ron rolled his shoulder experimentally as he held the Lotus blade at the ready, "Storage?"
Warhok shrugged indifferently, "WE HAVE BEEN USING THE MACHINE TO POWER THIS ENTIRE CITY EVER SINCE WE BROUGHT IT HERE."
Ron made a mental note not to touch the hole just yet and instead brought up his blade to bear, "You do know that you can't kill me."
Warhok just laughed, "IF YOU CAN'T DIE, WHY DO YOU KEEP RUNNING FROM ME?"
Ron laughed in return, "Maybe I just wanted to make you feel better before I ended your pathetic existence."
At this, Warhok gave a guttural growl and launched himself at Ron with in a mad flurry of attacks.
The towering alien swept at Ron with the energy staff that caused sparks to flare up whenever it connected with Ron's blade.
Blue clashed with yellow in the struggle and for a moment, the blades locked as both combatants struggled against the other.
They pushed away from each other and quickly came back together just a blast shook the outside of the building and the lights in the room were extinguished so only the glowing blades could be seen.
The blue column of light tore through the darkness and clanged against the beacon of yellow energy that crackled in response. The twin lights pulled back and spun around as the owners fought to use the light cast off by the blades as a way to see the opponent.
The blue beam twirled through the inky blackness as it rocketed towards the yellow blade. The two beams met, sparks flying at the contact but heartbeats later the blades were separated and they twirled around the darkness.
The blue blade twirled through the air like a whirlwind and with a shriek that would wake the dead, the blue Lotus Blade flew through the air and connected with the yellow beam again. This time the clash cast enough shadows for the participants to see their opponent's outline in the darkness and instantly Warhok's fist lanced out and caught Ron in the jaw.
The blade went flying one way as Ron's body went another but upon landing, Ron rolled into a crouch and called out into the darkness, "Come here boy!"
Instantly, the blue beam flew across the room to Ron but as it passed the hole in the ground, the blade wavered almost as if it lost some of its power.
From within the hole, a dull hum started and moments later the lights blazed back on, instantly illuminating the participants as the sword came back to Ron's hand.
Not missing a beat, both Ron and Warhok clashed with each other and their blades sang as they ripped through the air at breathtaking speed.
December 20th, 2015 A.D.
Paris, France
7:25 P.M.
The Machine sat before her, bathed in a golden light that pierced the soul.
A round, circular base that was over seven feet wide of what looked like solid gold over a foot thick helped support the various platforms rising from the base of the machine. These offshoots of solid gold rose from the base but the golden stems that rose from the base thinned until they were no wider than a roll of quarters.
The gleaming golden stems that rose from the base of the Machine each supported a different tiny platform that Kim knew would hold the various items that she had collected. However, in the center of the machine, rising above it all was an enormous cocoon of what looked like polished crystal. The cocoon sparkled in the golden light at over two meters in height and reflected the pure light around the room.
It was at this time that Kim realized that each one of the platforms tilted in towards the center of the Machine almost like they were worshiping the cocoon.
Almost against her will, Kim felt herself being drawn towards the machine and reached out a tentative hand to touch it.
With the entire room watching in awestruck wonder, Kim's hand brushed against the machine-
One traveler for the journey to the creator,
as power from beyond the stars will fuel her machine.
His love not returned will guide her and stay with her when she becomes lost.
The symbol of royalty will open the doors closed to her and the machine will carry her
even as the soul of an immortal protects her.
Instead of a forceful overthrow of her senses, Kim felt the chant sift through her mind almost like water flows around a hand. It felt calm and soothing to Kim but before she removed her hand, the chant continued.
The Traveler and the Vessel of Voice
Two sides of the same coin
Sisters in blood and bond
Now forever joined.
The chant went silent as Kim's senses returned to her and she looked around the room with renewed vigor in her movements, "Did you all hear that?"
Shaking heads greeted Kim and she simply smiled, "All right," she couldn't keep the smile from her face, "How do we get this thing back to the castle?"
Bonnie reached into a pouch on her leg and pulled out a tiny device no larger than the palm of her hand, "Wade's teleporter."
Seeing Kim's confusion Bonnie sighed and placed the device on the Machine, "Wade created a one way teleporter that we can use to ride back to the Castle on," she tapped a few buttons on her suit and the device started to beep softly, "All right," she clapped her hands together, "Everyone get on the machine and we'll leave this place behind."
Felix turned away for a second but stepped on the Machine, "Ron man, get to the Machine room, we're leaving."
The line was silent for a moment but suddenly the sound of Ron's voice echoed on the radios, "That's going to be a bit hard for me to make-" The radio was cut off for a moment, "I can't make it," Ron reported as his voice broadcast out for everyone to hear, "You're going to have to leave me."
Betty shook her head, "No way Stoppable," she joined Felix on the machine, "There's no way we're leaving you here."
You have to leave him Kim.
The sound of footsteps echoed outside the room and instantly all weapons were focused on the door as Ned and Amelia entered. They threw up their hands but Josh nodded to the Machine and they quickly hopped on board.
"You don't have a choice!" Ron shouted over the radio as he clashed blades with Warhok, "I have to keep Warhok busy so you all can escape."
Kim was silent for a moment as everyone but her and Hana stood on the Machine, "Ron," Kim said slowly, "Now is not the time for heroics."
Ron struggled to laugh but stopped as everyone heard the sound of a blade hiss through the air, "Looks like I won't be coming back this time Kim."
Kim hoisted her gun and transformed it into the compact traveling size, "I'm coming to get you Ron and then we're going to get out of here."
Did you not hear me? You need to get out of here.
Kim could almost see Ron shake his head, "Not this time Kim."
Felix appeared next to Kim as she stowed her gun away, "Ron," Kim's husband called out, "I'll be there in a few moments," he switched off the radio and looked back at the group on the Machine, "I'll be back in a few minutes, hold this position."
Kim sighed, "Nothing I say can convince you to stay?"
Felix smiled lovingly, "Nope."
Kim nodded, "Then I guess I'm sorry."
Felix cocked his head to the side, "For what?"
"This."
THUD
Felix didn't even have time to register the punch but instead was only vaguely aware of the cool metal underneath his skin as Kim eased his limp body onto the Machine.
"I'll be finding a different way out of here," Kim said as she tapped a blinking button and the machine vanished into nothingness with the entire strike force on it leaving Kim alone in the room, "And none of you are coming with me."
You were supposed to leave Ron.
"Well I didn't," Kim answered defiantly, "I'm not your puppet, I'm-"
You're a dead woman if you pull a stunt like that again.
Kim heard an edge in the Creator's voice and instead of arguing, started towards Ron.
She ducked under the carved out door that The Real Sidekick had opened for them and pulled up a certain radio frequency as she sprinted back to Ron.
December 20th, 2015 A.D.
Paris, France
7:30 P.M.
Yori let out a deep breath that she hadn't realized that she had been holding.
It had been several long moments since the last blast of anti aircraft fire had zipped past her craft and she was slowly keeping pace with the derricks that now trudged back to the Rodigan Castle. In total, Yori had lost over three quarters of her pilots in this raid and she prayed that it had been worth it-
"Yori," Yori's breath caught as Kim's voice sounded over her radio.
"Kim," Yori answered, "Tell me you're back in the Castle."
There was silence on the other end before Kim answered, "Actually Ron and I got left behind."
Kim didn't get a chance to ask for help as Yori instantly snapped back into battle mode, the HUD of her aircraft switching from a neutral blue to the red battle color. At the same time she swung her craft around back towards Paris.
"Activate your beacon and I'll find you," Yori replied tensely, "and Kim."
"Yes?" came the reply.
"You bring me back my husband," Yori ordered.
December 20th, 2015 A.D.
Paris, France
7:30 P.M.
Ron gasped in pain as Warhok's blade sliced across the flesh of his arm and moment's later his arm tingled as the flesh sealed back together, "Nice try Warhok," Ron taunted as Warhok circled him with what appeared to be an all knowing grin, "But you know you can't hurt..." Ron stopped as he took a step backwards and pain erupted from his arm, "What...?"
Ron looked behind him and saw the hole in the wall was radiating something into the room and he gripped his body as pain wove its way through him. Ron gasped in pain again as a streamer of blue energy was pulled forcefully from his body before being sucked into the hole.
Ron dropped to his knees in pain as another streamer erupted from his body and was fed into the hole of golden light.
Warhok laughed at the now stumbling Ron, "WHERE IS YOUR DEFIANCE NOW HUMAN?"
WHAM
A fist connected with Ron's kneeling body, sending the man flying across the room towards the hole. As he neared the hole, more streamers erupted from his body.
"YOUR ARROGANCE?"
THUD
Ron let out a shout of pain as Warhok's boot crushed his hand, shattering the now frail bones instantly.
Ron looked to his hand in horror as the injuries from Warhok's assault refused to heal.
Another streamer erupted from his chest and wound its way into the hole.
Warhok followed the streamer's path with his eyes and smiled, "IT SEEMS THAT THE MACHINE'S POWER NEEDS YOURS," Warhok leaned close as he mockingly added, "GREAT BLUE."
Ron didn't answer but only thought back to his training with Sensei-
CRACK
Ron saw stars as Warhok slammed the butt of his sword against Ron's face savagely before stepping away from Ron with a laugh, "COME ON HUMAN, GET UP!"
Ron groaned and sat up, cradling his crushed hand as he felt Warhok kick the Lotus blade to Ron who gratefully took it and used it as a crutch to stand to his feet.
Standing shakily to his feet, Ron tightened his grip on the Lotus' Blade handle that was now slick with blood and he felt the leather bound handle resting firmly in the palm of his hand, "Now we have a real fight on our hands."
Before Warhok could stop him, Ron brought the Lotus blade up with his good hand and fired a bolt of pure energy at Warhok.
Warhok laughed as he easily ducked out of the way and the energy burst slammed into the hole behind him, caving most of the hole in, "YOU HUMANS NEVER CEASE TO AMUSE ME. YOU ARE ON YOUR LAST LEGS AND STILL YOU REMAIN DEFIANT OF ME."
Ron gasped in pain as he felt himself grow weak as another streamer left him, "I'm doing just fine, thank you very much."
Warhok laughed uproariously, "WHY DO YOU ASSUME I SPEAK OF YOU?"
Ron stared at the alien in confusion, "If not me..."
"WHEN WE FOUND THE PRISONER YOU KNOW AS SHEGO SHE WAS BABBLING SOMETHING ABOUT A MACHINE AND ITS IMPORTANCE," Warhok lunged at Ron with his blade and Ron weakly batted the thrusting blade aside with his own and deflected Warhok away but even Ron could tell Warhok was just playing with him as his blood from countless wounds poured freely, "WE FOUND HER PRECIOUS MACHINE AND KNEW YOUR PATHETIC RESISTANCE WOULD TRY TO STEAL IT FROM US."
Hiss
Warhok twirled his blade through the air and it sliced menacingly towards Ron.
Brrtzap
Ron screamed as the blade of energy made contact with his skin, "SO WE LAID A TRAP FOR YOU TO STEAL THE MACHINE AND TAKE IT BACK TO YOUR PRECIOUS FORTRESS."
Ron felt what little blood that was left in him drain from his face, "You've wanted this all along. When we took the machine, you would just follow the signal back to our base and-"
"AND DESTROY WHAT REMAINS OF YOUR SPECIES," Warhok's eyes gleamed menacingly as the hole behind him collapsed in on itself, "YOUR SPECIES ENDS TODAY WHETHER YOU KILL ME OR I KILL YOU."
Ron shook his head as he swung wildly at Warhok but the alien batted the blade aside with all the force of a professional baseball player.
Clang
Both parties watched as the blade sailed wildly through the air and crashed into the wall on the far side of the chamber. Seeing this, Warhok laughed and backhanded Ron across the face, sending the man sprawling away from the now collapsed hole. Stepping between Ron and the sword, Warhok stomped Ron's body and was rewarded with a crunching of bones.
Noticing this, Warhok kicked at Ron's ribs and grinned in pleasure as Ron screamed in pain, "HOW DOES IT FEEL HUMAN? TO BE MORTAL AGAIN?"Warhok leaned down picked Ron up by his neck. Hoisting the human up off the floor Warhok held Ron and slowly choked the life from him, "ANY LAST WORDS HUMAN?"
Ron blinked back stars as Warhok's grip on his neck tightened as he said the only thing he could have, "...H...here boy."
Warhok's grip on Ron's neck loosened, "WHAT DID YOU SAY?"
Ron didn't reply but instead started whistling as he gasped his last breaths, "Come on boy," another whistle, "Get over here."
Warhok heard a cracking and sucking sound from Ron's body and looked on in horror as Ron's wounds healed themselves. He looked back up at Ron in confusion as Ron whistled a final time.
Then blackness.
Ron dropped to the ground as the now headless body of Warhok crumpled like a marionette with its strings cut. Leaning down, Ron picked up the Lotus blade from its fallen position and smiled, "I forgot to tell you," he wiped the red alien blood from the blade, "My sword comes to me when I call."
BeepBEEP
Ron's brow furrowed as a beeping filled the chamber.
BeepBEEP
There was that beeping again and Ron struggled to find the source-
"Oh no," Ron whispered as his eyes were drawn to the belt of Warhok that had a tiny box that was blinking in rhythm with a beep.
BeepBEEP
With mad effort, Ron pulled at the belt but the box refused to budge. He thought for a second and was about to cut the box free with the Lotus blade but stopped as he saw trip wires on the box that would detonate if anything happened to the box.
BeepBEEP
Ron closed his eyes in frustration as the beeping started to speed up. His eyes journeyed from Warhok to the rubble filled hole that housed the energy buildup from the machine and realized that anything explosion larger than a firecracker would probably do some damage to the contents of that hole and that in turn would lead to the destruction of the storage container and that would...
Groaning as the pain quickly left his body, Ron stood over Warhok and with a snarl on his lips, kicked the beast a final time, "I really hate your species."
"Ron?" Kim's voice echoed across the chamber and Ron looked up in horror.
"What are you doing here?" he asked in anger as he closed the gap between the two of them.
"You're bleeding," Kim observed without answering Ron's questions.
"I just asked what you're doing here," Ron said, a harsh edge to his voice, "I told you to leave me-"
"And you knew I couldn't let that happen," Kim smiled, "Now let's go, I've got Yori coming in for a pick up and we'll be out of here."
Ron smiled even though he felt a cold chill on his spine, "All right..."
Kim grabbed his hand and together Team Possible sprinted for the elevator. Once inside, Kim pushed the button for the top floor while contacting Yori, "We're heading for the Eiffel Tower Yori. Meet us there."
"Understood Renton-San," came the reply.
Kim turned to Ron with a smile on her face as the elevator rocketed towards the roof, "Don't worry, we'll make it."
Ron didn't return the smile, "You ever get the feeling like it's not over yet?"
December 20th, 2015 A.D.
Paris, France
7:35 P.M.
From the black material, smoke started to rise as the buckle flipped open and a series of numbers started counting backwards from 10
9...
The doors of the elevator dinged open on the roof before Kim could answer Ron's question. With a set smile, Kim and Ron ran onto the roof and watched as a dull gray Yamanouch hover jet approached the side of the tower through the pouring rain.
6...
Kim and Ron entered the jet and when the door had closed, Yori pulled the jet away from the roof top and pushed her craft as fast as it would go. She needed to get out of Paris and back with the rest of humanity.
2...
Yori cast a look back into her cargo hold where Ron was smiling for the first time in years and Kim was laughing at something he'd said. Sensing Yori's gaze, the two flashed her a thumbs up signal.
1...
In the shield control room, the box clicked off to zero, gave a loud and high pitched beep and a large explosion blossomed out. It quickly consumed the interior of the room and looking for a way to expand, found one in the hole that led to the Storage for the Machine's energy.
The flames and heat funneled through the hole and instantly melted the complex inner workings of the storage . Split seconds passed before the storage seized and locked up. Instantly the pent up energy that ran through the heart of Paris overloaded and detonated with all the force of twenty three nuclear weapons.
The sky behind Yori lit up in a blaze of light that pierced through the jet and its occupants. Kim felt the light pierce her and she screamed as the noise from the explosion.
The shock wave approached the Yamanouchi jet and with a loud cry, the explosion consumed the craft and all the occupants inside.
Disclaimer: I own Nothing. Disney owns it all.
Author's Notes: One thing that bugged me about the end of the series was the fact that there wasn't a really big fight against Warhok. It was just Ron learns to use his power and we see a bit where Ron goes full monkey but that's it. So I wanted a fight between Ron and Warhok and you know the rest. Hopefully you were able to follow the fight.
Special thanks this week go to Katsumara (Thanks man), Darev (It's the little things you need to watch for), Joe Stoppinghem (I don't want to know how you know that), Sentinel103 (I think Warhok actually took out a mortgage on the Farm), Taechunsa (Come to the prize desk when ready to cash out), Eddy13 (How was that for you?), CajunBear73 (The Tussle is over...for now).
And thank you to the silent reader. Thank you for constantly reading and coming back week after week. It means a lot and I really appreciate your reading this. If you have a question, comment, review, feel free to leave a comment below.
Until next time,
TRS