I do not own any Disney characters named herein, and am only borrowing them to tell a nonprofit tale meant for entertainment purposes only.
Kim Possible: Super-Girl
By LJ58
7
"Hi, mom," Kim smiled after landing in front of her parents' house, and knocking. The door opened almost at once, and Ann just stared. "Can I come in?"
"Oh, Kim, of course you can," the redheaded surgeon smiled happily. "I have to ask, though, what is that you're wearing?"
"My new excuse for the press. As far as anyone else knows, Wade finished a new state-of-the-art battle suit for me recently. Let's me fly, and everything," she winked at her mother.
"Fly," Ann Possible echoed.
"Like a bird," she smiled.
"So, you're still…..developing?"
"More, and more," she nodded at her mother, and walked into the familiar house.
"Where have you been," James asked, sounding as if he were trying to be stern, but failing as the uneasiness came through in his tone as his paper lay forgotten beside his chair.
"Putting a whole lot of things in perspective, dad," she smiled at him. "Sorry if I worried you guys. I was at a funeral, too. Kal's mom recently died, and since I had just met her, Kal wanted me to….be there."
"We understand," Ann told her. "Your brothers will be sorry they missed you. They just left for classes."
"Still at Middleton Community?"
"Well, they want to get their undergraduate degrees out of the way here fast, so they can go straight to MIT for their doctorates. Or that's how they explained it."
She nodded at her mother.
"Kal said he used to come over. When I was younger," she said, sitting on the couch beside her mother as her father just stared now.
"He did," James nodded. "Had the most fascinating stories, too. Honestly, it was about the only time you weren't racing around, climbing something, because you seemed to really like listening to…..his stories," James trailed off.
"Mom, dad, I know this is all kind of…..upsetting, but I want you guys to know, I still think of you as my parents. And I still love you," she smiled at her mother. "I've been getting to know Kal, but….we both know he isn't the father that raised me, and taught me so much."
The Possibles both smiled at her now, and Ann finally slid an arm around her slender shoulders, and hugged her. Then stared at her as she realized her daughter felt a lot more unyielding that she once had.
"Oh. You feel….."
"Yeah, my powers are really surging now, too. For now, I'm going to tell people this is a new battle suit Wade whipped up for now. Until I can figure out how to get around the fact I'm an alien," Kim sighed.
"Just never forget, you're still our little girl," James said quietly.
"Never, dad. There is one issue that came up, though. I thought I should….share now, in case you had any, uh, expectations."
"What is it, dear," Ann asked her.
"Well, it seems since my true DNA is alien, and mostly Kryptonian at that, I'm incompatible with human genetics. So, I am not likely to be having any grandchildren anytime soon," she told her mother. "If at all."
"Oh, Kim," Ann sighed, and hugged her again. "I'm sorry."
"So," James murmured thoughtfully, "No boys?"
Kim couldn't help but laugh as she shook her head when her dad exclaimed, "Well, that's a relief, at least," so earnestly that she couldn't help but feel things were almost normal again.
KP
"This is Stalker 7," the report came in as Will Du was driving around Middleton, trying to consider just where Possible might be laying low. She certainly wasn't in Upperton, where she had been attending college of late. So logic had led him here, where several agents were already posted to keep an eye on likely contacts from Possible's acquaintances still in the area.
"Go," Will snapped over the radio as he stabbed the comm button on his rover's dash.
"Possible just arrived home, sir," the agent reported. "She just entered her family's house."
"Stay on post," Will told him. "I'm headed there now. All area teams converge now," he barked.
"Commander," the agent responded, "You should know. She flew in."
"So, she's using the Roth again," he guessed, wondering if they could finally get his hands on that unlikely vehicle.
For Global Justice, of course.
"No, sir. She flew in. Like she had wings. She's wearing a new suit, too. All blue, with gold trim. Some kind of letter on it, but I didn't get a good look before she went inside.
"She flew? Like she had wings?"
"I swear, Commander Du. She just dropped down out of the sky like one of those big shot Capes from the East Coast."
"You have your orders. Converge. And have two jets on standby if she tries to…..fly away again. I'm…..ten minutes out now. Do not confront the target until I arrive."
"Understood. We're waiting on you, sir."
Will spun the wheel, and all but stomped on the accelerator as he cut off a green SUV that honked angrily his way as he cut them off. He ignored the vehicle, and the crewcut man driving it, and kept going. If he knew anything about Possible, it was that she did not sit still long. She might have returned to see her parents for whatever reason, but he had little doubt she wouldn't be staying.
He cut off another car, and almost hit two pedestrians before he made the turn that put him on the Possibles' block, and then pulled up behind a van that was just a few houses down from the target's house.
"Any movement," Will demanded as he driver in the van rolled down his window when Will walked up beside his door.
"IFR puts three targets in the living area, and none of them are moving."
Will glanced at his watch.
"The parents. The twins will still be in college at this hour. Okay, everyone move in, two teams with me, the other two cover the back and sides. I'll go first. Have our VTOLs standing by, and keep an eye on the skies. We are not letting her vanish on us again. Understand?"
"Understood, sir," the men climbing out of the van agreed even as a police car pulled up behind them, and a big man as wide as Officer Hobblego climbed out.
"Okay, mister," the uniformed officer declared, "Let's see some ID. You do know you broke nine different traffic laws back there?"
Officer Hobble scowled as Will pulled out his GJ ID.
"Just back off, officer. This is official business, and we don't need your assistance."
"What kind of official business," the big man growled, knowing whose house was just up the block, and spotting the men in blue that were moving to surround it.
"You know all you need to know."
"Actually, I know your buddies are about to have a very bad day if they don't get off the grass," Hobble drawled now with a crooked grin as he eyed the teams already moving into position around the nearby house.
"What…?"
Even as his men closed on the house, small nodules burst from the lawn, and fired small energy bubbles that surrounded them, and left them unable to move. Others were suddenly shot by unseen devices that fired stun beams from the eaves, and in just seconds, every one of his men were either out cold, or trapped.
"Guess you boys don't know the Possibles all that well," Officer Hobble smiled.
Will frowned as the van's driver stood beside him, the only agent still available as Officer Hobble smirked, and lifted his mike.
"Dispatch, tie me in to Dr. Possible's residence, would you?"
"You have no authority…..." Will began.
"Dr. Possible? Yes, it's Officer Hobble. No, sir," he chuckled. "It's not the twins. This time. Seems you have a lot of company outside, and maybe you'd turn off your gadgets so the Feds can collect their errand boys you have littering the neighborhood? Yes, sir. Yes, sir, about…..forty of them," he chuckled. "I am guessing Kimberly came home?"
He smirked at Will, and shook his head, saying, "I understand. Appreciate it, sir."
He put his mike away, eyed Will, and stated somberly, "Young man, you are in trouble."
"You still have no authority….."
"You're right. Not a bit. So I'll just stand here, and clean up. Seems Kimberly is coming out to talk to you herself."
Will glanced over to the house in question, and saw the front door opening. She watched Kimberly, wearing a gaudy blue and gold jumpsuit with an actual cape, walk out and glare her way.
He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy when he noticed her green eyes were glowing brightly, as if lit from within.
"Will Du. Why am I not surprised," she growled as she approached the three lawmen.
"Kimberly Anne Possible, you are under arrest by order of….."
"Shut up," Kim ordered, and Will was so stunned by her presence just then that he just froze.
"Officer Hobble, I am filing charges against these men. This one, in particular. He has no legal authority over me, and no right to arrest me. He's been stalking, and harassing me, and my friends and family. Frankly, I'm tired of it. So, if you don't mind, arrest them. Especially him."
Officer Hobble grinned.
"You do know they really are Global Justice," he asked her needlessly as Will just continued to gape.
"Doesn't make them above the law," Kim told him.
"No, it doesn't," the big lawman drawled. "And as I already told this fella, he broke nine traffic laws coming here, and almost ran over Mrs. Peterson."
Kim gasped.
"And her cat."
"I'm sure she'd like to charge him, too," Kim remarked after a moment, knowing the old woman quite well.
"I'm sure we'll find out. Okay, mister. Hands behind your back, and don't make a fuss. Dispatch, Hobble. We have….oh, forty bodies out here, and we need a wagon. Seems we have a lot of trespassers, and lawbreakers over here at the Possibles' we need to bring in."
"Now see here," Will sputtered.
"You going to resist arrest," Hobble asked Will with a smug grin as the other agent just put his hands up when the big officer eyed him.
"Thanks for the help, officer. I'll have Wade fax in my complaint," Kim told him as Will found himself being searched after he was deftly cuffed.
Kim then took off, flying up into the sky so fast Will almost felt his neck snap as he tried to follow her.
Only she was already gone.
"Just when I didn't think that little lady can surprise me any longer," Officer Hobble only chortled, and shoved Will toward his car after warning the other agent he had cuffed by then not to move.
Will, meanwhile, belatedly realized just what had been embossed on Possible's chest.
"It couldn't be," he told himself, even as still looked up into the now empty sky.
KP
"Hi," Kim smiled as she stood in front of Monique's door.
"Kimberly, WTHHYBD," she blurted as she stood in the door, having opened in at almost the first knock.
"What have I been doing," she asked, knowing Monique-speak even after all this time, and knowing the girl with a foot firmly in the fashion world of late had recently returned after a tour abroad working for Cocoa Banana himself.
When she came back to open her own shop, which also included Club Banana offerings, she wasn't too surprised that the international designer knew enough to back her very talented friend.
"Mind if I come in," she asked, glancing around, and knowing she was getting a lot of stares from her friend's neighbors as she stood there in her new uniform.
"Of course not, GF," Monique sputtered. "But what's with the Cape look? Not that you don't pull it off, but why…?"
"Inside," Kim asked, glancing back at one of her neighbors, now pulling out a camera to photograph her.
"Oh. Right. Right. I do have some nosy neighbors around here," she admitted, and stepped back. "But, dish," she demanded as she firmly closed her door after Kim entered. "Because Ron was so certain you had run off to join-up with Shego in evil by now!"
Kim sighed.
"I think it's great you two have rebonded since you came back, and all, but maybe you could find new topics. Because even Shego isn't doing evil any longer. I certainly aren't involved in it either. With, or without her," she scowled.
"Sorry. Sorry. But, you know Ron," Monique grinned, and gestured at a couch.
"Yes, I do," she sighed, shaking her head.
"So, why are you here? Not that I'm not glad to see you, and hear you're not…you know, joining Shego in evil."
Kim glared at that one which Monique couldn't seem to let go, and just shook her head.
"I actually do need a favor. Aren't you still seeing Felix lately?"
"Well, yeah, when he isn't buried in that stupid lab of his," she grumbled now, still not bothering to sit down since Kim was still standing, too. "What do you need with him," she asked her cautiously.
"I know he just finished a joint project with Dr. Flanner, but Justine seems to have vanished lately, so I was hoping he could tell me where she's gone."
"You need to find Justine Flanner? Really?"
"Private project I need help with," Kim told her. "I'm about to revamp Team Possible, and I have an idea she would be a great help with if she agrees. Only I can't even find her to ask," she scowled, yet to even sit down.
Monique remained standing, too, but Kim wasn't so much pacing, as she was simply standing there, frowning, as the dark-skinned fashion-designer studied her longtime friend.
"Well, I can call him, of course. He gave me his work number, since his cell is kind of off-limits during lab hours. Military lab, you know?"
"I know. It's why I just didn't go there myself to talk to him. Right now, I've got some issues with certain authorities."
"You sure you're not trading sides," Monique asked warily as she headed for her own phone, lying on a nearby coffee table.
"Monique," she sputtered. "So not," she exclaimed. "It's just they want me…. Well, to jump certain hoops I'm not interested in."
"Is that part of the reason for the new look," she asked.
"Part of it," she admitted, saying no more. "This is Wade's newest battle-suit, and I'll admit that it seriously breaks the mold, which is another reason that everyone is hounding me lately. They want it, and me, handed over, and we're not doing it."
"Like with your car dealie," Monique nodded in sympathy.
"Just like it," she scowled.
"Yeah, I can see where that one bites. You'd think they would remember you're all on the same…. Hello," she spoke into the phone that Kim had heard ringing with ease as her senses seemed to be getting sharper by the day. If not the hour. "This is Ms. Robinson, calling for Dr. Renton."
She listened for a moment, and frowned herself.
"I'm his girlfriend, GI Jerk, so put him on, or you can tell him why he won't be seeing me for the next week," she snapped. "Or two."
The woman smirked and winked as Kim shook her head.
"You have to know how to talk to them," she told her.
"Right," Kim murmured.
"Seriously, I had one guy leave me on hold for an hour once. He claimed he forgot. I let Felix know what I thought of that one, too," she declared. "Oh, hey, baby, do you have a minute?"
Kim said nothing as her friend giggled, and tried not to show she had just overheard his careless flirting.
"Listen, I'm actually calling for Kim. Yeah, she's with me now. She needs a little favor. No, no, nothing big. It's just…. Do you know where Justine Flanner went after she finished….? What do you mean you aren't supposed to tell? Aren't we all friends?"
Kim sighed as she overheard his excuses, and could guess his superiors were scrambling just then to let someone know that Kim Possible was not only back in Middleton, but seeing her old friends.
"Monique? Time? I can't stay here that long."
"Listen, sweetie, this is for Kim. Who is not a bad guy, or girl, and has done more to help all of us than those posers you supposedly…."
Monique listened for a moment, and scowled darkly now.
"So, how small do you want that doghouse to be when I order it," she demanded.
Kim almost laughed at that one, but said nothing as she kept her face blank, and then listened to someone in the background saying something that told her all she needed to know.
"Never mind, Monique. Tell him I'll try something else. And tell him to tell Colonel Boxer that Wade is finished giving his military research labs handouts. We're not in the weapons' business," she spat as she turned for the door.
"What? Wait…. Hold on, Felix, I need to….. Kim," she sputtered, watching Kim walk out the door, and actually rise into the air. "Can you fly," she exclaimed, gaping at her hovering over seven feet in the air now as her neighbors now gaped in earnest.
"Part of the new suit," Kim smiled back down at her. "Later, Monique. Tell the army I said hi when they get here," she said, and flew off so fast it seemed she had vanished in an eye-blink.
Only a faint sonic boom high overhead was left in her wake, and all Monique could do was stare as she said, "Felix, you are never going to believe what Kim just did."
To Be Continued…