Chapter 13
Author Note
I have to say something…YOU ARE ALL FUCKING AWESOME! 45 REVIEWS! I'm in a writer's heaven! Thank you all!(takes my hat off!) and I swear to you all that I'll try to make the best story ever!
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Shego and Ron stared dumbfounded at the redheaded cheerleader who just emerged from the vent. Not to mention pretty compromising position that she found them in. Slowly their drunk-dazed minds proceeded just what happened.
"Kim?" Rom chocked, turning immediately red at being caught, "What are you doi–?" He was interrupted by the strong shove coming from Shego.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE DOING HERE!?" Shego screamed at top of her lungs, fury evident in her features.
"I'm here for Ron!" Kim yelled back.
"How much have you heard?" Shego growled – Ron silently begged Kim to say nothing.
"All of it." Kim furrowed her eyebrows, "I can't believe that you sunk so low to strip for money."
"Kim…" Ron said with wide eyes, "You can't –!" Again he was interrupted when he was grabbed by his collar and brought uncomfortably close to Shego's face.
"What. Is. She. Doing. Here?" Shego snarled.
"Shego I..." He shuttered feeling a scent of burning clothes.
"I told you to come alone you fucker and I made sure we weren't followed," she spat, "I fucking trusted you!"
"Shego please I don't know how she found us!" he pleaded.
"Liar! You led her here!" If Shego mind wasn't clouded by the alcohol she might let him explain himself but sadly it was. Now her feelings were getting the better of her and fury filled every inch of her body.
"I should have fucking known! I… was so fucking stupid to trust you," she threw him at the nearest tables. Ron crashed against them and grunted in pain. Kim quickly jumped to his side and took her fighting stance.
Shego was now hyperventilation anger was filling every single fiber of her body. She wanted to destroy; she wanted to kill someone… At that thought her eyes widened. She turned on her heel and ran towards the entrance leaving a surprised Kim behind.
It wasn't like Shego to avoid the fight. But despite herself she breached in relief. For a second the savage look in Shego's eye frightened Kim, like she wanted to murder her cold.
"Ron, are you ok?" Kim asked gently.
"Just what have you done!," he snapped jumping on his feet. "How could you say that to her!"
"Ron you heard what she did!" Kim shot back.
"Because she didn't have damn choice Kim," Ron barked, "I need to catch up with her!"
"No! She's dangerous in that state!" Kim warned him.
"Doesn't matter," he was already moving to the door, "I need to explain everything to her!"
"I'm going with you then!" Kim stated firmly.
"No! You've done enough!" Ron bellowed stopping her dead in her tracks, "I don't have time now, but if you want to salvage our friendship. You will stay here," he said angrily and ran out of the club leaving petrified a Kim alone.
Ron dashed down the corridor and burst into small parking only to see Shego already mounting her motorbike.
"SHEGO! Stop please! Let me explain!" He begged. Her head snapped to him and her face twisted into a hateful snarl.
"Explain WHAT!? That you're a lying motherfucker! What the fuck did you want from me! To lay down my fucking heart for you to only have it shoved down my throat!?" She screeched, "Is that giving you kicks, you damn psycho!"
"No please! I don't know what the hell she was doing here!" Ron uttered coming closer.
"Stop fucking lying!" Shego threw a plasma bolt at him. Ron ducked and saw that it melted the bricks in the wall, "What the hell I have done to you!? Why the hell did you play me like that!" Her voice broke and tears started to gather in her eyes, but she refused to let them go, "I hate you," she reached for her necklet and ripped it off her neck.
"Have your fucking trinket back!" Shego threw it at him.
"Sheila, please! Just listen to me!" Ron begged in desperation, "I would never betray you like that, please just listen to me!"
"I hate you, never come close to me again or I will kill you." Shego whispered and with one kick brought her motor to life. The machine roared as if in fury and in seconds Shego was out of the small parking. And out of Ron's life. He numbly reached the necklet and looked at it feeling tears sliding down his cheeks.
"Ron?" came a meek voice from behind him, "Are you alright?"
He used every ounce of his willpower to not outright lash at her. He gritted his teeth as hard as he could.
"Ron it's for the better…" she started gently.
"Shut up!" Ron turned on his heel roaring, "You ruined everything I finally managed to get in, to make her begin to truly trust me and you destroyed everything! Now it's back to square one… no it's even worse now. She hates me now!"
"Ron, don't tell me you really want a woman like that!" Kim yelled back, "You heard it yourself! She worked as a stripper and not to mention she admitted enjoying torturing that guy!"
"I want her, everything of her," he whispered. "And didn't you hear everything? She had to do it! And that black fucker deserved every broken bone he got! Don't you understand? She tried to be good to the very last moment until life was too much for her to bear!"
"But how can you accept her stripping for some crowds of perverts!," she protested.
"Because maybe she wouldn't have had anything to eat if she didn't? Had it occurred to you that she hadn't had anything or anyone to help her out?" Ron growled, "She was all alone in this hellhole and she had to do second worst thing to outright selling her body! Why can't you understand that she's been through hell! It's a miracle that she didn't turn into anything worse than a thief!"
"And why you can't understand that I care about you! You already had to sacrifice yourself to GJ to let her off the hook once! Do you think that she will stop committing crime? What you will do then?" Kim stated, "She will drag you down with her, just because she can't stop herself from being a criminal!"
Ron hesitated, she had a strong point there, but he steeled his resolve. All Shego needed was a bit of good will.
"So maybe she needed some help in getting out of that life! I recall times where you needed little push to get things done," he jabbed.
"Don't compare minor stuff with something like that!" Kim protested fiercely, "She's too far gone!"
"Stop talking about her like she's all evil!" Ron shouted, feeling his patience evaporated, "Every single time I was getting through to her you had to interrupt! What the hell is wrong with you?! Why can't you just let me do what I want to do! I'm not your damn pet!"
"Ron I never treated you as a pet and I want you to be happy," she hesitated, "with me." Kim added quietly. His eyes softened for a moment.
"I've told you Kim that that chapter is over. I've moved on," he stated coldly nonetheless, "You have to do the same!"
"But I don't want to!" Kim shook her head in denial.
"You don't have a choice, or you will be trapped in the past," he told her with brutal honesty. "Now, I need to know… how did you know where we were?"
Her eyes widened. If she told him that she chipped him he would surely hate her. Thinking fast she walked to the bike and pretended to search for something. But in truth she discreetly pulled out one of her tracking chips that she usually used on villains.
"Here," she admitted faking a blush.
"Kim, I don't like that you put it without my knowledge here," Ron crossed his arms glaring at her, "And because of that I've lost Shego's trust and trust me it was hell to get it… you will tell her next time we met what have you done."
He left little room for argument.
"Ron I did this because I was worried about you. You started to wander in such places alone. Something might have happened to you!"
"But you could have told me that! Look what had happened because of that! Can't you understand? She laid her heart down for me and let herself be vulnerable… and in her opinion she got burned again! Who the hell knows what she will do! Hell you didn't even have the right to listen to her story!" Ron felt anger arise in him again.
"I didn't do it purposely!" Kim protested furrowing her eyebrows.
"But you mocked her! There are some boundaries Kim! It was traumatic for her!" Ron shouted.
"She mocked me too! Don't you dare to put all the responsibility on me! She did that countless times to me too!" She snapped back
Ron clenched his fists, but Kim was right. Shego too sometimes hurt her feelings brutally, 'Everything would be perfect if not for their petty war,' he thought.
"Kim… I hope you understood now that I want Shego." Ron really had enough of this day, "Nothing you say will change that… so please at least stop sabotaging this relationship any more than you already did," he pleaded closing his eyes to calm down. Just because of their history he hadn't cut the contact with her. Anyone else wouldn't be so lucky.
Kim hung her head in defeat. Ron was a lost cause to her.
"Fine, I'm done," she said somewhat coldly.
"Oh and one more thing… never ever put a tracking chip on me without my knowledge." Ron said in a warning tone.
Kim gulped; the look in his eyes was deadly serious.
"S-Sure, never again. I promise." Kim said quickly. She was threading on very thin ice. If he ever discover the chip in his body…. she shuddered. That day would be hell to pay.
"Let's go back… I've got enough of his hellhole." Ron mumbled walking to his bike.
Shego's Secret Lair,
CRASH!
Shego's boxing bag hit the wall in her training room ripping open at the contact. The same thing happened with her weights and the rest of her training equipment. The plasma proof room was now charred and melted. Shego never anticipated that she would use plasma that hot in here.
But she wasn't thinking now. She couldn't even remember her way back here.
She was furious, hurt betrayed, and most of all confused. Unleashing another wave of deadly plasma she melted her table and chair thus completing the annihilation of everything inside the room. She was all sweaty and her hair was disheveled. Panting heavily she finally fell on her knees completely spent. But to her misery venting all her fury carved the path for other feelings that were in line.
She felt her chin quivered when the full realization hit her. She'd been burned again. Her throat tightened and stomach sank as her tears finally fell down her cheeks.
'Why... what have I ever done to him?' Shego just couldn't understand why he did it. Everything seemed to be going fine, but then he betrayed her with that bitch Possible.
Just when she spilled her guts to him too. She couldn't imagine what he would achieve by doing that now. He even refused her when she offered herself to him. Was his aim to screw with her like that to break her at most vulnerable? 'He's not like that 'a small voice in her head argued. She saw his surprise at Possible's arrival, but that could be an act. Had they planned to torment her like that? Were all their small moments an act? Why was he so cruel to her? Those were only few questions that ran through her head.
Just when she thought that she had found a bit of happiness it had turned into a cruel joke… as per usual. 'He said he loved me.'
A loud sob escaped her throat.
'It hurts,' she clenched her hand on her chest. And that was the moment when Shego realized a fundamental truth.
She was destined to be alone….forever.
Next day – Middleton High School,
If the tension was thick between Kim and Ron yesterday, now it was solid concentrate. Kim had a look of guilt and shame on her face while Ron's was devoid of any emotion. He was trying to desperately to contact Shego all night but she's been ignoring his calls or texts. Or at least he hoped, if she had a car crash or something he would never forgive himself or Kim, after all she drank a lot. Due to that fact he hadn't closed his eye for even a minute that night being worried about her. He prayed to God for her safety and that she would at least let him clear this misunderstanding.
A sigh escaped his mouth for a thousandth time this day.
Kim cringed when she heard him sigh again. She felt really horrible for making him like that. While she was still certain that she made right choice in the end, but it hadn't eased her conscience, even a bit. The dark rings under Ron eyes and the look of deep worry in his eyes stabbed her deeper than any knife could. But with shame she had to admit that some part of her was gloating that she managed to break them up.
It told her that the next meeting between Ron and Shego will be brutal and that it was a perfect chance to win Ron back. It was a chance to show him that she was better woman that some green-ish stripper.
The bell finally rang, signaling the end of last lesson. Everyone poured out of the class as fast as they could expect for Ron who straggled at the back and the group of his closest friends who were walking few steps further.
When they started to ask question about what happened, Ron instantly made Kim promise that she won't tell a word about Shego's past to anyone – ever! So the rest of them were left in the dark.
When they walked out of the school they saw two men walking to them or rather Ron.
"Ron Stoppable?" one of them asked.
"Yes?" Ron eyed them if they were here for trouble. One of them reached for their inner pocket and showed a GJ ID card showing it in a way that only Ron could see.
"Come with us," he said simply and turned back moving to the black van.
"I'll follow you on my bike," Ron said and one of the men nodded.
"Ron… who are those guys? Where are you going?" Kim asked walking to him with concern worries written all over her face.
"That is a part of a deal I made." Ron said calmly and walked past her without any more words. And drove out of the parking
He followed the van out of the center of the Middleton. The van turned to some ordinary looking Magazine on the city's suburbs. They opened the large metal gate and rode in.
Two agents stepped out of the van.
"You can leave your bike here," one of them said. "It will be safe here. Now you see that circle in the floor to your left?" Ron looked at where the man was pointing and nodded, "Good. Step on it, it's a tube-tunnel that will transport you to HQ."
With a sigh Ron followed the instruction. He hated that thing so much. Almost every time he was transported like that, his pants were ripped off his legs, leaving him embarrassed in front of whole HQ. So as soon as he was sucked in he held his belt firmly not letting this pants budge even an inch. When the crazy ride ended Ron stood proudly in GJ HQ with his pants still on.
'Ron 1 - Fate 0,' he through idly.
"Hello Ron," Betty greeted him.
"Hey, how can I help you?" Ron said trying to sound more cheery than he was. She raised her eyebrow at his poor act but left that matter for later.
"Since you now work for me, it's time for your medical and skill checkup." she stated making him groan.
"Medical is bad enough, but I won't do my skills today… I've had a rough night," Ron informed/begged her. Betty noticed that he looked tired and stressed, but deiced not to pry, not yet at least.
"Very well, but you will go through the other checkup tomorrow." she told him.
"I thought you got everything when you were looking for the Ron-factor" Ron gave her half smile.
"But not your actual fighting skills, which surely have developed since then." Betty replied, "Now follow me to the med-room. The doctor will do your checkup."
"Just to be sure that it won't involve a rubber glove and me going through the humiliation?" Ron asked carefully.
"I can, add that exam if you wish," Betty said with a small chuckle.
"No- no I'm good," he shook his head violently. After a few minutes of walking they entered a white sterile room. Inside the room were a standard medical bed, a few tables, and a wardrobe for equipment. Also some sort of tube-cabin was installed in the corner. An old kind looking doctor nodded, silently greeting the duo.
"Now young man, please undress to your undergarments." Ron started to strip, but stopped in mid-way and looked at Dr. Director.
"Umm," Ron blushed slightly.
"Oh don't be a baby Stoppable you don't have anything I haven't seen before" she shrugged. Yet the doctor gave her a strange look. She glared at him making him turn his gaze at Ron. The doctor hadn't commented on Ron's scars. He put his stethoscope and told him to breathe deeply checking his lungs from front and back. Then he checked his pupil's reaction to light and his nerve reaction by gently hitting nerve spots with a small hammer.
"Ok, you seem to be very healthy," he said, rubbing his chin. "Now please go in that tube." The doctor asked, pointing at a transparent tube. Ron stepped in and a plastic door slid behind him. "Don't worry," he reassured him, "it's just a scanner. A brand new tech able to detect any irregularities in your body from parasites to cancer."
Ron gulped. The doctor walked to the panel and began the procedure. In a minute Ron found himself being scanned by a light blue light. The machine hummed, processing all the data it collected from Ron's body.
"Hmmm," the doctor furrowed his eyebrows, "Something's not right." He began typing additional commands.
'Please not cancer, please not cancer,' Ron begged silently.
"What is wrong Doctor?" Betty asked with concern. She really liked the young blond; it would be bad if he was ill.
"There is a foreign object in his body, not organic. Young man, have you had any operation in your cervical?"
"No, never… why do you ask?" Ron inquired nervously.
"Because you have an inorganic object inside your neck," he opened the tube, "Come here." The doctor walked to the table with his medical equipment and pulled out another scanner that he put to Ron's neck and furrowed his eyebrows even tighter.
"Just as I thought… are you aware that you have a tracking chip inside your body?" He asked deadly serious.
Ron's mouth hung open and eyes widened in surprise – hundreds of questions of who and why passed through his head and each of them lead to one person.
Kimberly Ann Possible.
Ron closed his eyes in frustration gritting his teeth so hard that they might break. Now the only missing element fit in.
That was how she knew where precisely they were. There were at least seven other doors leading to different buildings and she found the correct one at ever first try. She not only chipped his bike… she chipped him like a dog.
Slowly memories of her finding him almost instantly flooded him mind. And he couldn't recall if she was able to always do it. It started about a year after they started to fight crime.
"Can you remove it?" Ron hissed through his teeth. He felt his body trembled in fury. She lied to him, she never told him about that and broke her promise.
"Yes I have the necessary equipment," he walked into a wardrobe closet and pulled something that looked like a syringe gun but with a much bigger needle and it had a monitor.
Ron gulped. It wasn't a pleasant thought that something like that would be stabbed into his neck.
The doctor also pulled a cotton swab and disinfectant. He quickly disinfected the area where he stabbed.
"It will sting a bit, you're lucky that the chip is shallowly placed," he positioned himself.
"Yeah, lucky – AUH!" Ron did all he could not to wince. He felt that something was sucked from him.
"There done," the doctor said and showed him the syringe canister. Aside from a little of Ron's blood he could see a tiny two millimeter long chip."Now I need to know… do you know who could have done this to you. It might compromise our security protocols."
"Yes, but that person isn't a danger to you." Ron said bitterly.
"Ron you know who did it?" Betty stated.
"I do," he growled clenching his fists. He now wanted to go to her house and for the first time in his life hit her, "You know what? I would like to take that skill test… by combat if you can."
Her eyes widened at his request… no rather than at his request. It was because of the pure aggression in his eyes. She understood that he needed to vent his frustration. Also she understood that she needed to re-evaluate him again. Ron from few months before would never have had such look in his eyes.
"Very well, then let's proceed to the training room." Ron moved to the exit, "And Ron you might want to dress up," she said with sly a smirk. The young blonde seeing that he was about to leave the room in his boxers had a decency to blush. He would have found it funny, but he was so pissed off now that it pushed all of his good thoughts out of his mind.
Meanwhile Betty observed how Ron dressed up. She had to give him that he filled out nicely in the last year. She was mildly disturbed by the amount of scars on his torso but she guessed that it came with fighting with various super villains. But somehow it made him look attractive to her. She liked men with history.
"Cradle robber," she heard when she left the medical room. It would be better for a good doctor if that it was just her imagination.
Betty led him to the door leading to the training room. The circular room was quite spacious and purely made of metal, and she told him to get in while she went to the observation room placed above.
"Ok Ron," she said through the speaker, "This will be a combat simulation." Betty pressed a button and rows of doors opened revealing… Drakken's sythodrones – 15 to be exact!
"I didn't know you ripped him off," Ron stated, idly cracking his knuckles.
"The designs of these drones are perfect for training. They are elastic so as long as there is no rupture they can be used multiple times," she told him.
Ron felt grin crept on his face. His pent up emotions were begging to be released.
"Ok you can –!" Betty hadn't even managed to finish her sentence when Ron lunged at the drones hitting two at the same time. To her surprise they went flying like a rag doll and crashed against the wall.
The rest of drones lunged at him but they were way too slow and clumsy to even nick him. He danced between their large arms; hitting their knees with series of low kick making them stumble and fall. But that was just the beginning. The stress and anger began to surface as his hits began to be more brutal and swift. He started to go for spots where he would never go for. Eyes, throat, and neck – he punished the drones feeling that with each punch his feelings grew more violent.
Especially towards Kim.
Her actions in last few months were making him more bitter and bitter towards her. But this time she broke the last straw.
It wasn't even about that she chipped him. He had to admit that he was very handful in the past, but the fact that she lied to him. Not to mention that she basically broke his relationship with Shego.
He jumped on the drove and thrust his thumbs into its optics blinding it. Green goo started to leak from its eyes but Ron wasn't done. He caught its chin and yanked it upwards while simultaneity hitting it in the throat. The material that the sythodrones skin was made of tore apart and rivers of green goo burst out of it.
Feeling a rush of adrenaline, Ron channeled his MMP and delivered a powerful frontal kick to another drone midsection. The drone was shot at the wall like a bulled and upon contact was simply swashed painting the walls green.
'Two down, thirteen to go,' with snarl he charged at the drones.
Up on the observation room Betty watched with glee as Ron tore through his enemies. Who knew that something like this was inside on him? He could be an asset like no other to her organization. The sheer efficient brutality he displayed amazed her… excited her!
'What else are you're hiding Ron?' she smirked.
"Ma'am?" Will Du had entered the observation room, "I have the reports –?" Du paused when he saw Ron below, "And what is that amateur is doing here?"
"With the show he is giving, I doubt that he can be called an amateur anymore Du," she said, not taking eyes from Ron who was just finishing off the last two drones. With one powerful high kick he literally ripped the drone's head out of its shoulders.
"Tsk wonder how he would fare against our more advanced robots," Du crossed his arms, "Anyone can defeat those slow slobs of goo."
"Let's see shall we?" Betty said and pushed the speaker button, "Ron I see that those drones weren't much of a challenge for you?"
"Not at all," he replied looking around the goo painted room.
"Good so now let's see how you'll handle some more difficult opponents." Betty pressed another button, "Du what was your highest score against these droids?"
"Five Ma'am, the highest among the GJ," Du boasted pushing his chest.
Betty's smile widened. She adjusted the number in command console.
The doors opened again and Ron saw –!
"Oh come on! Now you're ripping off Star Wars!?"
Six IG-100 Magna guard bots with theirs electro staff entered the room.
"Of course not, it's our in-house design" Betty protested, hiding away from copyrighted laws.
[Author's eyes scan his room for hidden cameras.]
"Sure it is…" Ron drew more power to the point that his fists were slightly glowing, "Let's see if I can defeat Jedi-killer drones"
He jumped at them, but as he expected they instantly scattered around, surrounding him in a circle with precision only machines could achieve. Then they moved charging forward using their staffs as lances with electricity cracking at both ends.
Ron seeing no way out, used his MMP to strengthen his legs and jumped high doing a back flip and landing right behind one droid. And only because his instincts screamed at him to duck – he avoided a nasty staff to face contact. The machine torso rotated 180 degree and was about to stab the stuff into his chest if not for Ron quick thinking. Using his empowered fists he hit the machine knee shattering it completely.
To avoid falling, the drone supported itself with staff, bad move.
Ron grabbed the staff with both hands and with a powerful frontal kick to the droid's chest, ripped it out of its grasp… or rather the machine hands were still holding the staff, but the torso was no longer connected to its arms. Ron smirked smugly, that wasn't that hard –?
"Ouch!" Ron yelped when in his brief moment of distraction he dropped his guard which resulted in being grazed by an electro staff in his side.
A nasty shock went through his body, but he shook it off and deflected two hits by spinning his staff in a windmill fashion. His training and Yamauchi was mostly staff based so he was well versed in a few combat styles. But even then, fighting five too perfectly synchronized opponents was not an easy feat.
He went for the stab, but the droid blocked it easily, causing his staff to move to left, but Ron anticipated that move and tried to high kick the machine, but was met with more hard steel of another droid staff, who had protected its comrade. Cursing silently, he retreated his leg only to be almost stabbed in the back of the head, if not for his senses which had warned him about the danger. He tilted his head to the right letting the staff pass him harmlessly. He caught it and yanked forward making the machine loss balance and fall to the floor. Before it managed to stand up he finished it with a quick hit to the back of the head frying the circuits.
But this time he hadn't let himself gloat and pressed the offensive. He still had four machines to go after all.
But what he hadn't known was that the droids programs were designed to evolve in combat and adapt to the strategy of their enemies. Scanning his movements, droids analyzed Ron's strategy and applied proper counter-measures.
Suddenly Ron found himself being pushed back. The machines seemed to anticipate his moved and were doing it efficiently. By now he was grazed two more times and the third one was closer, if it a clean hit.
'They're analyzing my movements,' he realized with a shock. But that also gave him a solution, his monkey-style was highly unpredictable and it would take time to copy all his strategies so he would be able to defeat them. Smirking he increased the grip on his staff and did what he does best.
Surprise attack!
Before any of droids managed to react, Ron threw the staff with so much force that it pierced through and hit the wall sticking into it.
Seeing a brief moment of confusion, the robots now lunged forward in an extremely low stance aiming for his legs. He managed to get one droid's knee with a low shattering kick, but before it fell, he rammed his shoulder into it sending it at its comrade making them both fell to the ground in messy bush of tangled limbs. He quickly liberated another staff from them and offended them, leaving only one drone to trash.
Wanting to mess a bit with machine, he started to slowly walk towards it swirling his staff in an idle manner. The droid froze at the sudden change and a second later decided to attack. With a wide swung it charged forward but Ron only had to vertically place his weapon to block the hit. And with a simple move he brought it down at the machine's neck ending the fight.
The droid fell limply with its circuits completely fried.
"You know, it would be more difficult if you invested in electricity protection. Then the droid wouldn't be so vulnerable to their own weapons," he stated wiping sweat from his forehead.
"Hmm, good point, but aside from that splendid work, well done." She praised him making him beam with pride. A compliment from the head of GJ wasn't to be taken lightly.
"Thank you Dr. Director," he replied.
"Go now to showers, you will find them in the corridor we came here, they're on the second doors on the left." She instructed him and the Blonde left the room.
Betty turned to the Agent Du and saw him seething in anger.
"So looks like your record was beaten," she stated with a smug smile.
"That amateur got lucky!" Will snapped, "Ma'am!" he quickly added.
"I think you lost the right to call him amateur… second best agent" Betty's smirk widened at the shock on his face.
"I'll beat him in no time!" Du growled and left the room in hurry undoubtedly to hone his skills. Betty chuckled.
Rivalry always produced the best results. And it was far too long since Du had met his equal… or superior agent.
'At least among the standard agents,' she thought idly, taking in the look of synthetic carnage in the room below.
Secret Mountain Lair,
A maniacal grin crept on blue scientist face as he almost completed his formula. It will be his ultimate plan ever. He will rule the world through his intelligent plants! Now he only needed his loyal sidekick. Not that he will ever call her that aloud. He preferred to keep all his parts non-burned. Quickly he dialed her number on his communicator and waited for her face to appear on the screen.
"SHEGO! I-" Drakken started in his usual high voice only to pause when he took in Shego's look. Her eyes were bloodshot and had dark circles beneath them. Not to mention for some reason unknown to Drakken they were puffy. Her hair was a mess with each strand going in its own way.
All in all, she looked like misery incarnated into a living person.
For a person denser than rock, Drakken sometimes had a rare insight. He could see that something clearly hurt Shego, emotionally to degrade her to such a state.
"Shego? Is everything all right?" Drakken asked unusually tenderly.
"Everything's fine Dr.D," she mumbled, "What do you want?"
"Well I wanted you to come to my newest lair in the Rocky Mountains and protect it until I complete my newest scheme," he said with passion, but it quickly died down, "However I can see that you're unwell… so maybe you want to sit this one out?"
Shego gave him a tired smile. For all his idiotic-ness at least he seemed to care about her.
"No I actually would like to do some work," she stated. At least that would give her something to occupy her mind aside from self-pity and planning to murder Ron.
At the very thought of him her teeth clenched together. She was getting angry again.
Drakken seeing that, decided to wisely end the conversation.
"O-ok that good, see you later then bye," he quickly disconnected, wiping his forehead from sweat.
Whoever or whatever made her like that would dearly regret it. He was sure of it.
Possible's home,
Kim was lying in her bed staring at the ceiling. The lack of her usual dose of Ronshine was talking a heavy toll on her, putting her into a gloomy mood. Not to mention the fact that she lied to him was eating her alive.
'I've should have told him… if he ever finds out on his own, it will be the end of our friendship.' She felt her throat tighten. Kim couldn't even imagine her life without him. She knew him longer than anybody else except for her parents. He was a large part of her and if he ever disappeared, the void after him would be bottomless.
She wriggled nervously in her bed pondering on what to do.
'I must tell him and beg for forgiveness,' she finally decided after wrapping her mind around it. 'I'll do it today! The sooner the better…' Kim paused thinking about other things or rather, another person she hurt with her actions, 'No, I still don't care about her… but if it means that we can still be friends.' Kim's thoughts were interrupted when Ann came into her room.
"Kim… its Ron, he wants to speak with you." Ann said a little hesitated, "And I think he's… angry."
"Why do you think that?" Kim asked feeling cold.
"He's way to calm," Ann said.
"I-I'll check it I'm sure we can work things out, anything possible for possible" she stammered in light speed, feeling her stomach sank. She pushed past her mother and walked down stairs to find Ron in the dining room sitting at the table. He was playing with some sort of cylinder." H-Hey Ron what's up?" she desperately tried to sound casual sitting at the opposite end of the table. She almost cringed, sometime before she would sit next to him without any hesitation. But now she could feel the distaste emanating from him.
"oh nothing" he said in tight controlled voice" I had my agent exam at GJ today, you know combat test and….medical one…" for the first time he looked into her eyes. And it broke her heart. It was one look from his that she couldn't survive.
Contempt – Pure, undying contempt.
"And guess what they found…?" Ron threw a cylinder at her. She caught it with ease, but she precisely knew what was already inside.
The tracking chip – Her tracking chip!
"Ron…" she started in a pleading voice.
"No!" he snapped shutting her up, "Don't you dare to speak to me. Now you listen."
Ron sighed.
"You lied to me. You lied when I asked for truth. You have thrown my trust back into my face. And you ruined my relationship with Sheila… probably for good." He added more to himself, "You made me look like a total fool in front of Betty today and you chipped me… like a damn cattle you chipped me." Ron's voice turned into a growl
"How dare you… how could you," he felt himself losing his composure, "Is that how you treat your friends?!"
"No please!" Kim stood with tears in her eyes.
"Shut up!" Ron yelled, "I'm not done Kimberly," he said with venom.
Never before had the sound of her name hurt so much. By this point she was openly sobbing, but Ron remained relentless. "You and Wade betrayed me and my trust and never even bother to tell me," he added this time with sadness, "We're done Kimberly."
She looked at him with eyes wide in fear and disbelief.
"No I beg you!" Kim chocked frantically, "I'm sorry! I wanted to tell you! I swear!"
"I won't believe in any word you say from now on, Kimberly." Ron stood just in time for a furious James Possible to enter the room with an frightened Ann and tweebs behind him.
"You went too far Ronald!" Mr. Possible bellowed, "How dare you made my Kimmy-cub cry, get ready for one way trip to space!"
"Honey please! Calm down!" Ann grabbed his shoulders.
"No, I won't calm down! He made her cry over something damn trivial like a damn chip!" he shouted.
"Trivial?" Ron repeated furiously.
"Yes trivial! Why the hell are you throwing such a fit!" James snapped.
"Maybe because I'm a fucking Jew?!" he spread his arms" Damn Nazi's did the same thing to my ancestors in their damn death camps in occupied Poland! So they could keep their property and find it easily! But you know what?! That's not even the fucking point!" he exploded" If they told me that I would agree…it helped few times…but they invaded my privacy behind my back and never bothered to tell the truth" he almost started hyperventilating." And now because of that I lost the woman I loved" he spat.
Suddenly all the power left him and his shoulders slumped.
"I'm done," he whispered.
Ron sparred one last look to Kim. She was now kneeling on the floor, her body shaking with sobs, "Farewell Kimberly Ann Possible… our friendship was good while it lasted." He began to make his way to the doors passing a shell shocked Possible family.
"N-No Ron!" she shouted, "Please don't leave my life! I'll make it up to you!"
Ron stopped and hope blossomed in her chest only to be killed by his look… look filed with indifference.
"I'll honor my promise to watch her back on the missions till the graduation." Ron added closing the doors.
"No… No!" Kim wailed collapsing completely on the floor. She was now nothing more than an emotion wreck.
The whole Possible family gathered around her and hugged her tightly whispering words of comfort. Even the tweebs, at the begging they had half-mind to tell her off too but the devastated sight of their sister melted their resolve.
With Ron,
He never even anticipated that he could do something so cruel. He knew that he had right and justice on his side, but the effect his words had on Kim… on him. He wanted to run back and beg for her forgiveness. But he couldn't, Ron made his choice. Kim just went too far, in a too short period of time. If only he could managed to get some calm breathing in to calm down and take things in. Ron let his tears fall as soon as walked through the threshold of his house.
'It hurts.'
He collapsed on his sofa and clutched his chest. The fifteen years old bond was now gone, leaving a gaping – bleeding hole behind. He closed his eyes, chocking a sob.
He felt horribly lonely now.
His parents with his sister were away as per usual. Shego hated him. Felix while being a great friend wasn't for that sort of stuff, while Ron belied that he would come if he called he didn't wanted to mix him into it.
In that moment he was jealous of Kim's family. Even now he could feel their auras tightly knitted around Kim's now dull one. It made him slightly bitter towards him parents who were more absent than present.
Just then he felt a delicate pat on head. Opening his eyes, he saw Rufus standing on his chest.
"Ron… no cry!" he said in a breaking voice, "Stop…being…sad/" Ron patted his head gently.
"I will… but it will take some time buddy," his voice waved.
Rufus nodded and curled up on his chest.
Monday- Five days before Graduation – Class,
People would have to be blind to not see that something serious happened between Kim and Ron. Both of them looked miserable and worse. They weren't even looking at each other, but the pained expression on their faces told volumes.
Kim similarly to Ron spent whole weekend in home deaf on her friends' calls. She was barely holding herself together. Guilt ridden and hurt, she rarely spoke to anyone. The constant arguments between her parents hadn't helped much. Ann wanted to go to speak to Ron while James wanted to space him… until when she couldn't take it anymore and shouted in his face that it was her fault and if he do anything to Ron, she would never speak to him again.
Ron on the other hand hadn't had even the luxury to opening his mouth to anyone except for Rufus. Felix and Zita called but their talks were usually short and awkward. He tried to train or mediate, but failed miserably. He was restless and sad most of the time. Not to mention, every few minutes he doubted his decision, but only justify it a few seconds later. It was driving him mad.
He was exhausted to the point where he hadn't even had the strength to get pissed off at Wade. He just called him and told him to lay off with as much venom as he could.
Suddenly, both the teens heard the sound they dreaded to hear.
Beep Be Bee Beep!
Pulling out their Kimmunicator, Wade appeared on the screen.
"Hey guys, I have news about Drakken's newest plot!" Wade said
"Get to the point," Ron said tiredly. He wanted to do it as fast as possi... as he could. The young genius flinched at his tone, but continued.
"He's making some sort of super plant formula and wants to use it to conquer the world. His base is in the Northern Rocky Mountains. A GJ jet is already on its way… good luck."
Ron and Kim stood from their seats and went to the doors. Previously they would've gone arm to arm chattering about their new mission. But now, they walked in silence, with a visible gap between them.
Many people wondered if Team Possible had any future at all.
RDF-73: I think that I managed to surprise you with that twist.
Anubis1056: sorry for the wait
Frytrix: Well I've been using only the elements from the show, see episode with Felix and how jealous she got.
The Question23: haha good one.
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The Super Saiyan Fox: I'm glad to hear it that you like it. And my condolences for meeting such peoples.
Kin Hisagi: watch the episode with Felix arrival and you will see that I hadn't really done anything that wasn't in the show. And I'm happy that you liked it.
Manga154: Good and as for Rufus…well he's not having much work to do suited for him.
NergalReaper904: Maybe and well Betty already have some plans for him.
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Hans50: I'm honored to hear that, and I'm happy that you liked that and pro-psed my story like that. And well maybe Shego will beat her down but Ron isn't like that…towards her at the least.
jim89x2: Well I'm not bashing her per say, I'm just showing serious flaws in her personality and as you said you didn't even notice it till later but I'm done with that and that was the last chapter. Like you said she got a reality check. And as you had seen in this chapter she got what she was working for. Thanks for review.
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