The Hunter Book Two

by Sentinel103

A continuation of The Hunter Book One.

35. Chapter 35

And here we are again, ya know with two betas it's hard to stay up with them and I know that CB is happy with that. And CajunBear is the editor for this chapter….I think the agreement that he and Jimmy has is CB gets the odd numbered chapters and Jimmy gets the even numbered chapters.

Anyway, in this one Ron, Yori and Hanna are in London.

I want to thank everyone who has read, faved, alerted, followed and or reviewed this tale. Speaking about reviews, let's answer some of them: Jimmy1201, yeah, it looks like the Senior family is going to have some guests in the near future. If Eric gets Hanna away from Ron look for her to be abandoned (boy would Sensei go on the war path then). He just wants to kick Ron in the 'nads; Gj agent, aren't all villains wacky? CajunBear73, plans within plans. Eric shoulda just picked Ron off when he had the chance. The more complex you make it the better the chance is that it won't work. No battle plan survives first contact with the enemy.

Again, thanks to my betas, I am currently three quarters of the way through chapter ninety-four. The heroes have gotten the kidnapees off the alien ship and the real action is going to start. I still think I can get this done by chapter ninety-seven, but it might take two extra chapters.

Let's get this show on the road,

ST-103

The Hunter: Book Two

Chapter 35

National History Museum, London, England:

"Inspector Stewart, I am Yorishi Himitsu from an interested school in Japan which has a keen interest in the theft of ancient artifacts, and this is Ronald Stoppable of Team Possible and his sister Hanna. You were notified of our coming here I am told."

"Quite right Miss, a Mister Sensei called us earlier to alert us. Somehow, he was notified about the missing documents. May I see some identification please?"

Yori whipped her passport out from her pants pocket and Ron tugged his out and told the British policeman, "I didn't bring any IDs for Sis because I didn't think of it…this was sorta sprung on me without much notice." He then followed Yori's example and handed his passport to the policeman. Who wrote their names and passport numbers down in a pocket notebook; then he put it away and handed back the passports.

The teens followed the English policeman into the building and led them down three halls before he entered a large room.

"The documents were in that reinforced glass case.", Stewart informed them as they walked towards an area blocked off by 'murder' tape.

Ron asked, "It's been dusted?"

"Yes, and then we wiped it clean, we also tested for DNA. Whoever did this we think climbed up that column."

Ron, carrying Hanna in the sling, walked over towards the supposed escape route, then stopped and stared for a moment. "Lemme see a flashlight."

Inspector Stewart handed the blond teen one. Ron clicked it on and shined it down on the floor and asked, "Sample bag?"

"What do you have there?", Yori inquired.

"Black hair or fur, we've both seen this before, it looks like monkey fur.", Ron informed the Japanese girl.

"Fiske?", Yori gasped as her expression hardened.

"Yeah, I think so, but a lab is gonna have to make sure. You have samples of his DNA on file at the school, don't you?"

"Hai.", Yori responded.

Inspector Stewart inquired with a questioning look, "Fiske?"

Ron clarified to the policeman, "Lord Montgomery Fiske, A.K.A. Monkey Fist, he is a super villain who has been genetically modified by one Doctor Amy Hall PhD and has tried to use mystical means to attempt to take over the world and subjugate human beings worldwide. You might want to speak with him unless you want me to speak with him." The American teen then glanced around and suggested as the policeman pulled out a clear evidence bag and held it out for the blond teen to put the hair, "I see a lot of old 'religious' artifacts in this room and I would think we might want to speak with some of the staff to see exactly what is missing, but this might end up being sick and wrong. Fiske goes after anything monkey related."

"Come this way please.", Stewart motioned for them to follow.

They opened the door to an office where two men and three women were sitting. They gazed at the three people who entered. The police inspector introduced the teen, "This is Miss Yori from Japan and Mister Ron from America. They are investigating the theft of the parchment."

Yori asked, "What can you tell me about the missing document?"

Johnathon Pierce stood as he motioned for the three to sit at the table in the middle of the room. "That parchment is somewhat deciphered and mentions something about a 'Yono' and a 'simian valley' although we do not know what that is.", Pierce began.

Ron's right eye twitched as he asked for clarification, "Simian? Like in monkeys?"

Pierce answered thinking the blond teen looked somewhat familiar, "Quite right Mister Ron."

"Shit.", said blond uttered before he could stop it, "Just what I need right now, more monkey BS."

The older people stared at the outburst. Yori rolled her eyes and explained, "The baby is Ron's adopted sister, their parents just passed away and he is trying to get his life back in order…he ah has issues with monkeys."

The well behaving tyke looked around without fussing. And said tyke's brother said, "Sorry, just trying to help out with this last-minute ah, investigation and really didn't have a place for Hanna to go to because I didn't know how long it would take. Anyway, we have in America something called summer camps. My Mom and Dad had me in one for a whole summer and for some reason my roomie was the camp mascot who was a chimp and he threw tantrums and used to bite me. It was the longest three months of my short life. I think that is where my issues with the furry asses came from."

"Why did they send you there?", Pierce inquired.

"Mom had a miscarriage, and she was having a hard time dealing with it, so they decided to put me in what they thought was a safe place for the summer.", Ron informed them, "But it wasn't."

Pierce nodded, "I understand about children sometimes being a burden."

Yori brought them back on task, "I know that some museums keep the real articles in safe places and have fake ones on display, is that so here?"

"Ah no, we usually display the originals unless they are in a delicate condition.", Beatrice Martin told her, "But we have very good photos of the one which was stolen."

"You do? May we have a copy so that our scholars can understand the significance of the stolen document?", Yori brightened.

"I will go down the archives and bring one up.", Beatrice told them as she rose from her seat.

She returned a few minutes later. And informed them, "Although what was stolen was a parchment or scroll the writing system was using done on bone or bamboo or bronze as well. It is a form of hieroglyphics. We think this wasn't the original writing surface…I mean the scroll."

Ron muttered, "Parchments decay over years unless they're stored in some place like Egypt or where they had the 'Dead Sea Scrolls'."

He looked around, "What? I paid attention at temple and in history class at school. It was either that or listen to Barkin rant and rave about his time in the Marines…and Rabbi Katz kept reminding us of ignorance of our heritage, anywho…what does it say?"

Beatrice sighed, "It talks about something called 'the Yono' and how once summoned it can destroy the world."

Yori frowned, "Does it say anything about this 'Yono'?"

Beatrice frowned back at the Asian teen, "The scroll mentions that it is some kind of monkey demon and has unimaginable power. But that it demands a price for being summoned."

The woman seemed to pale as she informed them, "The price for summoning is a life, preferably an innocent one and the only thing to counter it is something called 'the Han'. Of course, this is like a lot of other legends…they tend to not be completely true."

Ron raised one eyebrow as he thought for a moment, "The Han?" Then to his sister he said, "Intruder; page."

"Page.", the raven-haired tyke giggled.

SLAP

The blond's head snapped to the right with a handprint on his cheek.

Yori's eyes were wide open then she grinned as Ron winced as he explained, "Tot kwon do, and my baby sister is a master of it. Let her take on ole Monty's monkey ninjas."

"It will be your honor to battle for right and Fiske for dominance and win if needed Ron-san.", Yori reminded her friend.

The blond teen thought for a moment, "Sensei mentioned something about a threat to Japan, could these be connected?"

Pierce looked stunned at what the child had just performed and how pale her brother had just gotten, "Lad, are you alright?"

"Sis hasn't hit me any harder than some of the goons on the football field last year. American football that is. They were so bad I was getting ready to demand a DNA test to make sure they were human.", Ron chuckled as he deflected, "Anyway, I survived that I'm pretty sure I can take a butt beating by my sister."

"I'm not really sure about what you meant about 'goons' on the football pitch.", Pierce queried having not caught the previous description of the sports, "Do you mean rugby?"

"Ah, American football.", the American teen responded, "I guess that's sorta like rugby but with rules. You wear helmets and stuff to keep from getting the snot kicked out of you….it doesn't always work. My injuries last fall were a testament to that."

"Yeah, some of my highlight videos are still on the net from what I hear…I don't need to see more of myself getting embarrassed.", Ron now grinned.

Yori suggested to Ron and Inspector Stewart, "We should go to Fiske's castle and confront him or at the very least seek information from him. Inspector Stewart, do you wish to come with us to make this an official inquiry into this robbery considering we are not law enforcement officers in this country?"

"Let me check with headquarters for a moment.", the policeman said before he spoke into his radio.

X

"Yes, but we have a ninety-minute drive. I would suggest that this be a good time to catch something to eat follow me I know a good place. By the time we arrive at the Fiske estate it will be a decent hour so we can get right to it.", Stewart suggested them as Hanna yawned and rubbed her face.

It had been a long day for the child.

XXX

Middleton, Colorado:

"You don't act very happy GF; spill.", the African American fashion guru commented as she put her monster burger down.

Sigh, "It's Ron,", Kim informed 'Nique, "he went on some mission that Wade passed onto him and I'm out of the loop. Wade won't tell me who wanted Ron's help."

"Your buffoon is freak fighting?", Monique Jenkins asked.

"Not supposed to be, Wade said it was information gathering about something that he wouldn't or couldn't talk about and that they didn't need my help.", Kim frowned as she twirled a fry in the ketchup on her plate then popped it into her mouth. Her irritation showing at the word 'buffoon'.

"Then except for working tonight you had it off and could relax for a change, GF. For once someone else is handling the load."

"But they needed Ron of all people.", the red head muttered.

"Face it Possible, not everyone in the world needs your help all the time. Maybe the sidekick's skills have moved past being inept…well, a little.", the fashionista smirked as she tried to push some of the heroine's buttons maybe enough to get her to remember Ron for what he was to the cute redhead.

Kim responded, "Ron's not my sidekick, he's my partner and yes he's better, but not that much better."

Monique's stomach clenched as she thought about what Kim had with Ron Stoppable and how she had promised not to reveal anything to the red head until Ron gave her permission. 'Stoppable you are an ass taking this beating on yourself, I hope you're happy. When Kim figures this out she is gonna be emotionally destroyed.', she thought to herself as she picked through the huge cheeseburger she had on her plate.

XXX

James Possible was walking out of his favorite watering hole for a beer or three, still laughing at the stories that his colleagues had told him during their extended 'happy hour' celebrating the news he had gotten earlier that Anne would be back in only a couple months (the tweebs were having dinner at BN and as we have seen, Kim is enjoying a late dinner after work at Club Banana with Monique Jenkins). As he was going to his car when someone came up behind him and grabbed him by the shoulder and someone else popped a cloth bag over his head. Before the rocket scientist could even react, a needle pierced his arm. Moments later while he was being pulled into the shadows, James slumped as the fast-acting sedative took effect.

A man reached into James' pants pocket and removed his keys while the other man pulled the rocket scientist away towards a white van. As the now incoherent James Possible stumbled an extra set of hands pulled him into the van. The side door closed quickly, and the van immediately pulled away.

The man with James's car keys flipped the remote and walked to the car which flicked its lights. Two minutes later it also pulled out of the parking lot while co-workers of the space scientist waved at it as they were exiting the public house, thinking he was driving the vehicle.

Not one of them questioned that James Possible wasn't taking the shortest route towards his home.

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Outskirts of London, England:

Ron, Yori, Inspector Stewart and the teens' driver sat in a booth waiting for their breakfast. Ron had already changed his sister and was now feeding her from the stash of baby food he had brought along, was finishing up with a bottle to the now content tyke who was holding onto one of his fingers.

"You are good at that lad, someday you'll make some lucky lady a good wife.", Stewart quipped as he drank his coffee.

(AN…Okay this author has had coffee in English eateries and one thing I can say is get it with plenty of milk and sugar, so you don't have to drink it with a fork. Those people almost make their coffee stronger than a certain brand from Seattle who has their version of burnt coffee all over the world. In short, it sucks.)

Yori giggled, "Stoppable-san was the only child in his family for seventeen years, taking care of a child is new to him and he is doing very well with the responsibility."

Stewart inquired, "How old are you laddie?"

"Uh, seventeen. I don't turn legal until this summer.", the blond teen informed the English policeman. Said blond teen noticed that it was getting light outside. This caused him to smile, "At least lil intruder will sleep all the way home."

"We have to wait here for another hour after we eat and then we will meet up with other police and brief them, then go to Lord Fiske's estate. If they are well awake, they have their wits about them and will be harder to interview. We will be early enough to leave them a little befuddled.", Stewart stated as he looked at his watch.

X

The five people…three policemen, two teens…okay six with Hanna, walked up to the main and massive solid wood door. Yori reached for the brass door knocker and pulled it back and slammed it down three times on the plate that was mounted to the wood. A few minutes later the massive door opened and a short dumpy man with glasses asked, "May I help you? Oh, officer."

Inspector Stewart asked, "We would like to speak with Lord Fiske, is he available?"

"Sir, Lord Montgomery is away on business at the moment, and he has been gone for over three weeks. Is there any way I can assist you? I am his manservant, Chester Bates."

"Yes, Mister Bates, there is now that you ask. There was a theft from a museum and since Lord Fiske is a noted archeologist, we felt that he might have some knowledge of those missing artifacts being on the market.", Inspector Stewart informed the man.

The manservant bristled, "Are you accusing Lord Fiske of thievery?"

"Oh of course not. However, since he comes across articles like the ones missing, we thought he might have some word so that we can retrieve them in short order. These articles are somewhat rare, and we merely want the articles returned as soon as possible."

"What are they; if Lord Fiske returns, he could look into it for you…"

Yori stepped forward without saying a word and handed pictures of the scroll to the loyal manservant.

Inspector Stewart then informed Bates, "I would like to search the property however."

"I…"

Stewart continued, "Mister Bates, I can have a writ here in thirty minutes while the officers here keep watch on you. If you have contraband then your actions will show contempt for the legal procedures in place, if you allow us in and those artifacts are present that would point to you not having any knowledge of them being here which would point to your innocence."

"Very well please enter, but I will accompany you in your search and I have my camera to record if you take anything away. And I need a copy of the writ to show Lord Fiske that I was forced to let you in.", Bates responded knowing very well he would just end up capitulating in the end.

"It should be here soon Mister Bates, but until then let's begin."

XXX

The ranch, Middleton, Colorado:

"W…were am I?", the blindfolded middle-aged scientist asked as he came around.

A man with a deep German accent replied, "Ah, Doctor Possible it is good that you came back to the land of the living."

James Possible tried to bring his right hand up to touch his head and realized that he was cuffed to the arm of a rather comfortable chair. He then inquired, "Again, where am I and who are you?"

"I am not your friend Doctor Possible though that could change if you cooperate with my questions."

"W…what do you want?", James was beginning to get his act together and inquired.

"In short we are after the secrets in your mind, and we plan to do everything in our power to obtain them.", the other man enlightened the rocket scientist.

"I will be missed if I'm not home on time….my children will call the police…the government will start searching for me…"

"But you have no locator chip imbedded in your body Doctor Possible. Anyway, even if you did it wouldn't make a difference. You know what a Faraday cage is to you not?"

The blindfolded rocket scientist nodded as the man continued, "The amount of power that could be in a chip would have no chance of getting through the one surrounding the room you are in. Not one percent of the signal would get out and we will be gone by the time they even find a trace of it."

James turned his head as he heard another voice, "I think now we will hook you up to our little machine which we liberated from Global Justice….the very same one that mad scientist used on you last year to get the secrets out of your head to create those giant robots that nearly destroyed the world."

James felt dizzy and blurted out, "T…..that machine was supposed to be destroyed….they told me that it might be the cause of my stroke."

The second voice responded, "It wasn't destroyed, and it is our procession now. Yes, it might have caused your affliction, but that really doesn't bother us as long as we get the information that we need. We have the machine plus all the instructions on how to use it correctly and we are going to do so in a few minutes. First though, we have to give you some medication to relax you and make you less reluctant on giving us truthful answers. If you fight us it WILL be painful and you will still give us the information we seek."

"What do you want then?", James asked.

"All the knowledge you have on nuclear weapons, rockets, engines, special fuels and exotic metals as well as any advanced computer interfaces that the government is developing as well as any usernames and passwords.", the second voice told him.

"I can't give you all that, it would leave the United States vulnerable if we gave all that out…"

"Give him the shot Tom.", the German voice instructed to someone else.

XXX

The Possible home:

Jim Possible asked his sister as she got home from her date with Eric over an hour late, "Did Dad say anything about being late tonight, Kim? We tried his cell phone and there wasn't an answer."

"Uh no, let's call Mom. Maybe she knows something, but I'll call the space center first Dad might have had something come up.", the heroine suggested as she picked up the wireless phone and punched in the number for where her dad worked.

X

Kim disconnected then tried her mother's phone having not gotten anything but a message on an answering machine.

"Hello?", Anne Possible's voice came over Kim's unit.

"Mom, this is Kim."

"Yes honey, it's good to hear from you. I love you and I suppose your father told you the news."

"Yeah, and we love you too, but we didn't see Dad did he say anything about working late tonight?", Kim asked.

"Did you try his cell? I know he was going out with some of his coworkers tonight after working a little late to celebrate.", Anne responded a little worried about her husband, but she knew he was absent minded in a big way sometimes.

"Jim did. Why would Dad be celebrating?", the younger red head inquired.

"Another six weeks of training and I'll be home.", the surgeon responded, "I could see why he would be out late."

"Okay, I'll wait another hour Mom, then if Dad doesn't show I'm calling the police, but I'm calling Wade right now just to be safe. I am rather fond of one James T Possible world-famous rocket scientist."

"Good girl and when your Father gets home in have him call me for making you guys concerned. I have to go back to bed because I have a Six AM procedure."

"Good night Mom we love you."

"Good night honey."

(AN…Anne figures James will be home before too long and is responsible while Kim is worried. They both know that James Possible does not drink to excess but accidents can happen.)

Kim then pushed the Connect button on her Kimmunicator. Wade's hologram appeared showing him in his PJs.

"Hi Kim," Wade wiped the sleep from his eyes, "do you know what time it is?"

"Yeah, I do, Dad hasn't come home yet and he isn't answering his cellphone. Can you run a check please and thank you?"

"Okay let me pull up traffic cams and business surveillance systems. I'll call back when I have something. Do me a favor and call security at the space center to make sure he signed out tonight.", Wade told Kim knowing he may not get much sleep now.

"Okay Wade, I'll call you back either way.", Kim replied.

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The Fiske Estate:

"Satisfied Miss Yori?", Inspector Stewart asked.

"Yes, there is nothing here. My friend would have found some evidence if there was. We must return home now to gather more information on our end.", Yori responded now holding her mostly asleep niece as they were standing in the large entry hallway.

Inspector Stewart turned to Bates, "We may send a car for you to interview you later Mister Bates, but we will call ahead to make an appointment. Thank you for your help in this matter."

He, Yori, Ron and the other policemen walked out and through the gate of the estate. Stewart asked, "He's lying through his teeth?"

Yori nodded, "Yes, but there is no way to prove his lies at this point Inspector. We DO have to leave however. Do you have the frequencies of the listening devices that I planted earlier?"

"No, I will get them from you when we get to our transportation.", the Scotland Yard Inspector responded.

X

Yori handed over a small card with printing on it and cautioned, "Please understand that the transmission range of these devices are less than two kilometers. You must have a way of receiving the transmissions for the devices to be effective and their battery lives are only good for about sixty days. They are voice activated so they do not draw power or transmit unless someone is speaking close by."

"How do you want the Intelligence, Miss Yori?", Stewart inquired.

"Run it through your security people and what you deem appropriate. Please send it to that secure email address or call that phone number. Our school has assets all over the world including Great Britain.", Yori informed him knowing she may very well have compromised their usefulness in the future.

"Your school?", Stewart inquired then stated, "I thought you were a Japanese government agent."

Yori smiled, "Cannot the two be the same?"

Ron added, "I'm just a nerd high school kid from Colorado, officer and my sister is just a run-of-the-mill baby who has been more than understanding about travelling over here. I need to get her home and into familiar surroundings before she puts on a mini skirt and starts shaking her hips to annoy me like she would a real father."

Yori grabbed Ron's arm and pulled him over to their car and got in the back, "You are getting punch drunk Stoppable-san. It is indeed time to go home. If we need your assistance again it will be your honor to help."

After Ron climbed in their driver looked over his shoulder and made a radio call. Then he announced, "The transport will be ready when we get to the airport. Rest for now, it will take over three hours to get there with the traffic as it is. Are you hungry?"

Ron brightened, "Dude, I am always hungry."

"Very well, we will stop for something on the way to the airport.", the driver told them.

The blond teen thought aloud, "Usually it's my honor to walk or at least that's what Yori and Sensei tell me, they must be getting soft."

Yori giggled, "You and your American style jokes Stoppable-san, the last time Sensei told you that it was your honor to walk I do not think he meant half way across Colorado in a blizzard."

"Well, excuse me Yori, I was sorta out of it at the time. All I did was put one foot in front of the other…"

"If you had turned north you would have run into I-70 and there should have been traffic or at least a place to wait out the storm.", Yori instructed.

Ron continued and almost ignored Yori, "And we had that championship football game, I needed to be there with my team…sigh…it was worth the danger and effort."

"And you nearly perished over a simple game.", Yori admonished the American teen.

"True, but my team stood by me, I had to do my best to help them out. Anyway, those funky dreams don't bother me now Yori.", Ron informed the cute shinobi as the car pulled away.

"What dreams?"

"I used to see what I thought was my death, then there was the one where I was walking in white…I really don't remember walking in a blizzard for several days, but GPS unit said I did or at least I traveled basically in a straight-line home. I seem to remember voices talking to me, but I was by myself all the way back.", Ron explained.

"Have you told Sensei this?"

"No, not really. I seem to remember a big white cow though for some reason."

Yori's black eyes narrowed, "I shall speak with Sensei about this."

"Please don't Yori, I have enough trouble right now as it is and I don't want you guys to think I am nutso. If those other masters at the school ever find out they might send an assassination squad after me and I don't want Hanna or my friends to get caught in the crossfire.", Ron responded.

Yori protested, "But this could be significant and should be studied…you should return to Yamanouchi after school ends…permanently."

"It's an option Yori, 'cept some of those other masters are not real happy about a gajin having this much power and the blade. I'm leaving Middleton anyway. I found a job outside of town and I used some of the money from Mom and Dad's life insurance to buy a place that's being built in Lowerton and will be done sometime this summer. It's secure and has one of the better schools in the city close by. It would be a good place to raise Hanna in peace and quiet where she would be safe."

"I know you are now living with a friend. Why is that so, Ron-san?", the shinobi had heard some things but wanted to hear it from Ron's mouth.

"Mom and Dad's estates were sued by Kimmie's boyfriend. He made the offer that he would drop further legal action if we gave him the house, so to stay out of the public eye I agreed. If my contacts with you guys were brought out it might bring scrutiny to Sensei and Yamanouchi.", Ron enlightened her.

The pretty Japanese girl grinned evilly, "Do you want this person to have an accident? It seems he has become a thorn in your side, Chosen One. A thorn that can easily be removed."

"No taking the law into our hands Yori, I do enough of that on my own.", Ron mock chastised, "Listen, Kim is happy and she's going off to England to go to school with this guy. My romantic interest in Kim is gone. So, let's leave them alone to live their lives in peace."

"Ron-san, the scrolls have said…"

"Screw the scrolls Yori. Sensei has to stay in control of the world saving sitch for the next few lifetimes. I figure in about four hundred years this matchmaker mystical thingie might end up working out, but not with my and Kim's current bodies and attitudes."

Yori wasn't about to let this go until she gazed at Ron Stoppable tensing up with his eyes furrowed. The physiological reports on the American teen showed that he was easy going but had a stubborn streak in him about a mile wide. So, the shinobi sat back in the seat and watched the scenery go by as Ron caressed his sister's cheek.

Yori thought to herself, 'We need to find a cure for Kim Possible's allergies to Ron-san and then we need to push them together again. After the threat to Japan is over, we must turn our efforts into solving this problem with the Chosen One's heart.' The she said asked aloud, "What do you make of the missing scroll from the museum Ron-san?"

Ron thought for a moment then replied, "Without the DNA evidence I can't be certain Monty was behind the theft, but my gut tells me he was. So, we need to find out if there is the rest of this scroll out there and if it is, we need to make sure we have it secure it so Monty can't do whatever he's trying to do."

"I agree Ron-san, we cannot allow Monkey Fist to complete his plans.", Yori agreed as she noticed the traffic was getting much denser."

XXX

The Ranch, Middleton, Colorado:

"Doctor Possible, what is this living metal that Drakken used to make those robots last year which were able to grow and devastate much of the world's militaries?"

"It was a project funded by the defense department, it used nano technology to make the metal elastic so it had two default sizes. They have now removed all that data and moved it to DARPA for further study.", the still blindfolded rocket scientist informed his questioner.

"Do you remember the properties of this metal?", a younger voice asked.

"Oh yes, but you have to have get the exact proportions of the metal itself and then you have to be able to manufacture the product under very tight constraints or it just won't work, it will be too brittle."

The younger voice asked, "How so?"

"Well, the heat-treating process for one. Your ovens have to be the correct temperatures in the right sequences both up and down with the correct atmospheres in the ovens and then the multi-step quench process has as to be in the again, exact sequence with the right chemicals to get the desired results.", James Possible explained.

"Then the process on how to make this metal is not forgiving, I take it?"

"Right, and I don't see how Drew was able to make it work. He didn't have the instructions on how to do it and he didn't have a lot of time between when he stole the formula and when he launched his attack on the world.", James explained.

'Why am I telling them all this? What is wrong with me?', James thought to himself as more questions were asked.

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London, England:

"Well, now for the long ride back home Yori. Do you want to sit next to Hanna?"

"Rest, Stoppable-san, I will be able to sleep on the flight back to Japan.", the shinobi responded.

"Yeah, sure. I want you to call me again if there are any more interesting developments with this whole thing.", Ron told her as he yawned.

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Kim Possible, Ron Stoppable, Hanna, Yori, Mister Doctor Pea and all the other 'canon' characters of the show 'Kim Possible' belong to Bob, Mark and the Disney Corporation and not me, CajunBear73 or Jimmy1201. This is just a nonpaying hobby for us.

We'll see ya down the road,

ST-103