Author's Note(s): Thanks to all the reviews I've gotten for my story so far. I'm glad so many like what I've written so far. I apologize for the shortness of this chapter, but hopefully the next one will be longer. Oh, and to The Halfa Wannabe. I liked your review, and this is the one your scared of.
There it was, as plain as day. At one time, the large stone structure was probably a beautiful sight to behold. It looked like the castle's design had been from a fairy tale, but not anymore. As Kim looked at it through a pair of state of the art binoculars, she could see that most have the castle had been knocked down or replaced with specialized equipment. It looked more like a scene from one of her Cousin Larry's science fiction movies than it did a castle. There were several radar dishes, and machines that she couldn't even guess what they were.
This was the problem with Professor Dementor. While her other nemesis, Doctor Drakken, like to steal his weapons and equipment; Professor Dementor like to create and invent his own. Maybe that's why he and Drakken hated each other so much. She would have t find out later, right now she had to find a way in.
"Talk to me, Wade." Kim said into her Kimmunicator.
"From what I've seen with the feed from the binoculars, Dementor went all out in securing this lair. It looks tricky, but there looks to be an old service entrance on the north eastern side of the castle. You might be able to get in through there." Wade told them.
"Thanks Wade." Kim said and deactivated her Kimmunicator. "Ready Ron?" Kim asked her friend.
"As ready as I'll ever be, KP." Ron said as he made sure his mole rat Rufus was safely tucked away in his pocket. A small thumbs peeked out of the pocket and then disappeared back inside, letting Ron know that the passenger inside was good to go.
They both had to keep an eye on the guards as they moved through the large shadows that the light of the moon made in the evening. Each guard was carrying brand new automatic rifles, and looked to be wearing goggles. The goggles were most likely night vision to let them see their surroundings. Kim and Ron had made it to a large tree when Kim was checking out the service entrance while Ron was thanking God that there weren't any giant wiener dogs do far. Kim used her binoculars to see what the situation was with their targeted entrance when Kim saw a slight snag.
It was a large thug that decked out in not just the heavy automatic rifle, but at least half a dozen grenades and what looked to be a large Bowie knife in its hilt that was strapped to his fore arm. When Kim zoomed in to get a closer look at the weapons, she spotted something that was all too familiar to her. A gold ring that sat on his right hand was of strange design and had a small glowing red light on it. It was one of the enhancement rings that Hench Co. had created a few years ago. Either Dementor broke down and bought a few of them, or decided to make a better one of his own. What scared Kim was that it was most likely the latter.
"Okay, we've got to figure out a way to get pass that guy." Kim said to Ron as she lowered the binoculars.
"I think I've got an idea." Ron said.
"Now's not the time for distractions." Kim told him.
"What I was saying was,"
"And I don't have the super suit on me. Wade's repairing it and making some upgrades on it." Kim said.
"Actually, I was thinking that maybe Rufus could go in." Ron said.
"Rufus?" Kim asked him. She knew the naked mole rat could take apart, reprogram, and short circuit any machine like you couldn't believe. But Kim wondered how the little hairless rodent could help out right now.
"Go get him, buddy." Ron said as he let the mole rat loose, and both saw him make a b-line for the guard.
"Ron?" Kim asked her BFGF.
Both watched as Rufus ran along, hiding every so often to make sure no one saw him. Soon, he was close to the large guard and was lucky that the man still hadn't noticed him yet. Rufus then spit in the palms of his hands, and rubbed them together with a small smirk. The animal then began running up the man's leg and went under his shirt.
"VAS IST DAS? NIEN! DAS IST NIEN GÜT!" the large man shouted with a voice that sounded like it belonged on Ned from Bueno Nacho.
Soon, Rufus emerged from the collar at the back of the soldier's neck. Rufus bit down on the soldier's neck which made him stiffen, then fell down unconscious. When Kim and Ron walked to where the guard laid unconscious, Rufus was standing on top of the guard and acting like a wrestling champion.
"Good job, little buddy." Ron said as he put Rufus back into his pocket.
"What did he do?" Kim asked.
"Something like a sleeper hold. I told you watching wrestling would pay off one day." Ron said as he watched Kim pick the lock, and saw the door open.
"Spankin." Kim said as both slipped through the door and closed behind them.
"This has to be one of the most advanced systems I've ever seen. I really am impressed, but it's a little on the slow side. Don't worry, I can fix it." Wade said as he sat in the Global Justice control room and worked his magic on its computer system.
"This is one of the most advanced systems on Earth, kid. To improve it would take weeks of replacing mother boards and program upgrades." A SHIELD computer tech said.
"Finished." Wade said with a smile as everything began working at ten times their previous speed.
"That's impossible!" the tech said as he began looking through the system. Fury just smiled.
"Good work, Load. Looks like Kim wasn't too far off with her compliments to you." Fury said as he approached the young man.
"I don't like to brag." Wade said with a smile as he popped his knuckles.
"That's good; because we're not about show boating here." Fury said as his smile disappeared and gave the young man one of his most serious looks that almost made his scars look even worse. "Understand?" he asked.
"Clear as crystal." Wade said nervously.
"Good. Now the reason you're here is because I need your help in locating something." Fury told him.
"What's that, exactly?" Wade asked him.
"I can't tell you yet. Right now, we're in the process of gathering as much data as possible before we even begin to make a hypothesis." Fury told him.
"Okay. Then why did you bring me here if you're not even ready for my help yet?" Wade asked him.
"You've been studying the notes of the three scientists we hired. I need to know anything you can tell me about that formula they created." Fury told him.
"No problem." Wade said as he hooked a laptop into the SHIELD computer grid and his screen was on the larger view screen. "From what Kim has already told me, I created a program that will give me exact details on what their formula will do to the human body. And the program is – huh?." Wade said.
"What is it?" Fury asked him.
"That formula, it was trying to create a Super Soldier?" Wade asked him.
"That's right. Mr. Load, what did your program find out?" Fury asked him.
"They didn't get it right, General Fury. This formula is incomplete." Wade told him as he crunched the data.
"So it won't have any effect?" Fury asked him.
"Oh it'll have an effect, but just not the one you want. It only gaduly increases everything and no where even close to what you wanted. It's missing key elements in its make up, and my simulation shows that it's too much of a strain on the heart." Wade told him.
"What happens if someone takes the entire sample?" Fury asked him.
"Then the heart explodes half an hour after injection. Maybe even less. And its in the hands of one of Kim's most dangerous enemies." Wade told him.
"SOMEONE GET ME POSSIBLE AND STOPPABLE NOW! WE NEED TO ABORT THAT MISSION!" Fury shouted to the control room. He didn't care who got in contact with them, he just wanted them on the horn now.
"Sir, we can't get them. We're trying to contact them using their communications device, but something's jamming the frequency." One soldier said.
"That can't be." Wade said and began typing on his laptop like a man possessed. "The way the Kimmunicator is designed that it should be able to get past any known jamming frequencies." Wade said as he looked, and saw that his data only supported what the soldier had just said. "This can't be right." Wade said.
"How would someone jam it?" Fury asked the young boy.
"They would have had to monitor it to know the frequency. That's the only," Wade stopped when the realization hit him. "They're walking into a trap." Wade said.
"Not are, son. They already have. I WANT A PLATOON READY FOR DEPLOYMENT NOW! THAT'S THREE MINUTES AND COUNTING PEOPLE!" Fury shouted as he and others began scrambling down the halls of SHIELD that led to the hanger bays.
"Is it me, or is it über creepy in here?" Ron asked as they made their way through one of the many hallways that were made of smooth aged stone that had metal tubes and wires running along and through them.
"Creepy." Rufus said as he peeked his head out from the safe confines of Ron's pocket.
"Uber? Since when do you know German?" Kim asked him.
"I don't. I heard it in the first Scooby-Doo movie." Ron said reluctantly, causing Kim to roll her eyes.
"Ron, something doesn't feel right." Kim told him as they made their way don the hall.
"What do you mean, KP?" Ron asked her.
"There haven't been any guards on patrol, no trip lasers or any other kind of security devices. And Dementor can be really paranoid." Kim said.
"You know, it actually has been smooth sailing, hasn't it?" on asked her.
"Very observant, Mr. Stoppable. It is nice to you're not completely stupid as you appear to be." A thick German accent said over the intercom system as the hallway floor fell away and dropped Kim and Ron into a secret chamber.
Both hit the hard floor with a loud thud that echoed out into the darkness. As they slowly stood to rid their bodies of the sharp pain, a soft chuckle could be heard out in the darkness. It wasn't that far away though. It was close, almost too close.
"I vas vondering you would finally arrive. I have to admit that for one minute, I thought I covered my tracks too well." The voice of Professor Dementor said.
"In your dreams." Kim said.
"Not anymore, Miss possible." Dementor said as a pale blue light lit from the floor and showed the man standing on a small square platform with two other goons.
"Where's the formula, Dementor?" Kim demanded.
"Now vhy ask me about that when you should be worried about your own lives?" Dementor asked them with a sadistic smile.
"What's he talking about KP? I don't – ah man." Ron said when he noticed the floor, as well as Kim.
The entire floor was lit with blue lines that made it looked it had large tiles covering it. As Dementor's smile grew even wider, the floor began to grow brighter. That's massive jolt of energy passed through both of the young heroes, causing their bodies to freeze where they stood. When the energy stopped, both fell to their knees.
"E-electrified – floor." Kim mumbled before she passed out.
"K-KP!" Ron said as he tried to regain his breathing.
He clutched her hand tightly in his as he saw her lay there. It killed him every time he saw her looking helpless. He looked up at the small man who was actually laughing at the sight before him. Ron could feel his blood boil, wanting to rip that smile of his face.
"You haven't had enough, sidekick?" Dementor asked with sadistic glee.
"You filthy little – AAHH!" Ron shouted as he felt a stronger jolt of energy pass through him. After the energy stopped, Ron slipped into a deep dreamless sleep.
His own breathing was what woke him up. Everything had been so dark and so quiet that it was almost unbearable. His dreams were usually filled with different things, but never blank like that. As he forced his eyes open, he saw his surroundings. He remembered what had happened and thought he would wake up in some kind of prison or a dungeon cell. Maybe something like he saw on Star Trek that would at least have climate control. Instead, he saw a very big, vast, and state of the art laboratory.
As Ron looked around, he began to take notice of where he was. He was on an examination table, and hopefully not one you see in a morgue, and he was strapped down tightly to it. The bonds were made of metal and looked more like the metal bands he used to see on his grandfather's wrist watch. Ron tried to shake a limb or two free, but he couldn't budge them. Wait, where was Kim? Ron looked all around himself and couldn't find KP anywhere. If that midget want-to-be did anything to her at all, he would do his best to bring on some pain.
"Ah, look who is avake. Good Morning Heir Stoppable." Dementor said as he and a lackey walked into Ron's line of sight.
"Where's KP you sausage stuffing, Bratwurst nut?" Ron demanded.
"Ah, alvays the gentleman Mr. Stoppable. You don't how much I hate that." Dementor said as he pressed a button on a small remote, and the table Ron was strapped to became vertical.
"Where's Kim?" Ron asked again.
"But you didn't say please." Dementor said with glee, only for Ron to spit in his face. "I'll take that as a please. Don't worry Mr. Stoppable. For now she is safe and sound. I gather you know of vhat I have in my possession?" Dementor asked him.
"Maybe I do, and maybe I don't." Ron said.
"Don't try being coy, Stoppable. You stink at it. This little mixture of chemicals is supposed to produce the finest fighter the world has ever seen." Dementor said as he went to his work table and picked up a vile containing a blue liquid.
"So why haven't you used it yet?" Ron asked him.
"Oh, he does have a brain after all." Dementor said to his henchman. "I vould have gladly used it now, but only one problem. The computer files Dr. Owen promised me have not yet been delivered. Vithout proper checking and analysis, I can't risk any kind of testing." Dementor said.
"Here's a thought. Do you think it might be because you blew the guy up?" Ron asked him, looking at him like he was nuts. Wait a minute, the guy was already nuts.
"VHAT? YOU BLEW HIM UP?" Dementor shouted at his henchman.
"We thought you wouldn't want any witnesses, boss." The henchman said right before a .22 caliber bullet passed through his shoulder.
"Good help is so hard to find these days." Dementor said as he tossed the gun onto a work table and Ron tried his best not to loose his lunch at seeing blood being spilled. That was something Ron would never be able to forget at all.
"You're one sick puppy." Ron said.
"You know, I am curious if Dr. Owen got this right or not. And since you are being so polite to me, I think you can help me find out. Heir Ratchett, give him a booster shot." Dementor said as he went to examine a few monitors.
"Sure boss." The thug said as he nursed his aching shoulder.
The henchman disappeared out of Ron's sight for a few minutes, and Ron was starting to become more and more afraid by the second. This wasn't turning out like he planned.
"Rufus! Get me out, buddy. Rufus?" Ron asked, but noticed that he didn't feel any kind of lump in any of his pockets. No movement, no sounds of snoring, nothing. Where was Rufus at?
That's when he felt a needle being jabbed through his neck. The pain seemed to increase as he felt something being injected into Ron's body and caused him to cry out in pain.
"VHAT ARE YOU DOING? DON'T USE ALL OF IT!" He heard Dementor scream and slapped the henchman's hand and felt the needle withdraw from his neck.
"I thought you wanted me to give him all of it." The henchman said.
"No, I only said 5 cc's of it you fool! Great, now there's only a fourth of it left!" Dementor shouted.
Ron's breathing was increasing faster and faster as he felt his body begin to hurt and burn. It felt like he had eaten twenty packets of Diablo sauce from Bueno Nacho as he heard his bones pop and snap. When it came to the point that he felt like he was being burned alive, it began to ease off. Ron soon relaxed as he felt himself returning to normal again, rested his head against the metal table. He felt so tired and weak that he could of sworn that his body was dead and that his head was the only head left alive. Ron was so weak that he could barley acknowledge what Dementor was saying to his goon. He felt a weight being lifted off of his chest and limbs, and felt a brief rush as he was flung over something. His vision was blurry, his hearing was barley working, and he felt like he was flying.
All too soon, Ron felt himself hitting the cold hard floor and heard a metal door close. Ron's vision was clearing and was begging to feel some mobility in his body again. When Ron looked around, and saw something slumped against a wall. It was only when he saw the red hair that he knew what it was.
"KIM!" Ron shouted as he shuffled his way to the slumped form of his friend. "KP, are you okay?" Ron asked her.
"Ron? Where were you?" Kim asked him.
"I don't know." Ron told her.
"What's happened?" she asked him.
"KP, Dementor injected me with Super Soldier serum." Ron said.
"What? Wait a minute. Ron, I can't move." Kim told him.
"What did he do to you?" Ron asked himself as he wiped a few strands of her hair away from her eyes.
"It's good to see that you are both awake." Dementor's voice said over the PA system of the room.
"What did you do?" Ron demanded.
"Two answers. Miss Possible can not move because I gave her a simple paralyzing drug. I vas also hoping that the Super Soldier formula would vork. But since you are still normal, then I can only conclude that it is a failure. But since I can't have the pleasure of having my own perfect fighter, then I shall have another pleasure." Dementor said.
"Ron, I'm getting scared." Kim told him.
"Hey, I've got your back KP." Ron told him.
"Mr. Stoppable, have you ever heard of Gamma Radiation? I've always wondered what would happen if someone was exposed to several doses past the deadly levels of it. I wish I could say that you vere a worthy adversary Miss Possible, but the truth is that I truly despised you. Goodbye Miss Possible, and farevell sidekick." Dementor said.
That's when part of the wall in front of them opened, revealing a large machine with an opening that was the size of a basketball. Ron and Kim could already see the inside of it was glowing a bright green light.
"Ron, get out of here." Kim told him.
"No, KP." Ron told her.
"Ron, I don't want you to die." She told him.
"No, don't you dare start that." Ron told her.
"RON, GO!" Kim screamed.
Ron looked at Kim, and then at the cannon. He didn't even think twice about his decision, even though he came to it in half a second. Ron bolted up as fast as he could, and placed him self in front of the large Gamma generator.
"RON, NO!" Kim shouted to him, unable to do anything to try and stop him.
"Hey, I've always got your back KP." Ron said with a smile.
As Ron turned around, all he saw was a blast of green light.
Author's Note(s): Before you tell me about grammar errors, I replaced some of the W's with V's to let the reader's imagination try and picture a german accent. It's been a while since I've heard one to, so I apologize if I got it wrong. I hope you've enjoyed this chapter so far.