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Post by levi2000a on Mar 31, 2016 23:18:36 GMT -5
Chapter 10 Main Body
XXXXXXXXXXXX Once in the main room, they saw that five long tables had been set up in the large area with two chairs around each. Wade sat at one with several stacks of paperwork in front of him as he sorted through them adding to one smaller stack in to his side front of him. He also had a portable console of some kind that they couldn't tell what it was. Kim's brothers sat at another table piled high with papers going through them. Every once in a while, one of them would take a page over to Wade who would look it over and add it to one of his. One of the tables had been set aside for Director Betty and Agent Du to sit at and one had been setup for Kim and Ron. Those two tables formed a V so both face the remaining table that was in-between the widest part of the open V. On that table sat an old slide projector and old style Over Head Viewer, both aimed at movie screen set up so everybody could see it. (Sort of like looking at the "5," side of a 6 sided die.) As the two groups moved into the room, Wade looked up from his consol which had started beeping and said, "All cell phones need to be turned off and any communication equipment. Kim, Ron, sorry but you need to turn off your kimunicators if you have them. Director, Agent Du, same thing for your GJ Mobile Databases." When Agent Du started to argue that their rules forbade turning off the databases, Wade told him to turn it off or leave. Director Betty said to Du. "Turn. It. Off. Now. Put those brief cases on the twins' table and get the rest of them. Those are your orders. Am I understood?" After he left, Wade informed everybody that it would take a few more minutes to finish going over everything but probably by the time Agent Du returned they would be ready. Drew came into the room with a box and set it on the table with the slide projector. Looking over at Kim, he had an astonished look on his face and it looked like he was going to say something, but he just looked around and saw that the other people were here also. He then walked over to Wade's table and started talking to him in a low voice and examining some of the papers that were in one stack. Jim and Tim brought some other papers over and they all conferred there. By the time that Du had returned, Drew, Wade and the twins had finished talking. Drew Lipski addressed the small group by saying, "I am sorry about some of the information that I will be revealing today but I must insist that if there are any repercussions from any past doings, that I and only I will be held responsible. My wife Shego had no part in any of this." Director Betty looked at the man and said, "We will have to wait to see what information is revealed before I can make that decision." Drew looked at her and replied, "I'm sorry but you misunderstand. This point is not negotiable. Either you agree now or I am sorry to have called you all out here and wasted your time. My wife and the mother of my newly born daughter, was not involved in any of this." There were a few tense moments before Betty agreed to his condition. Drew then yielded the floor to Wade. "We need to ask some questions to confirm what we now believe has been happening for the last three months and how this ties back to Global Justice. We've compared the inventory of your storage room 52 from your most recent copy to one made four years ago. Were there any additions or subtractions during this interval?" "No." Betty replied flatly. "The storage space was filled to capacity five years ago and the items that were stored in it were deemed either too dangerous or still in need of further study to be moved to any other location." Checking one of the sheets he had in his hand, Wade said, "Eight years ago, your scientists recovered three damaged BeBe type androids from an island off the Gulf coast." (A slide appeared on the screen of a BeBe Android.) They were then reassembled in an attempt to reprogram them. Why? Weren't they too deemed dangerous?" "We were attempting to reprogram them for use in reconnaissance because of their speed and strength, but unfortunately their programming was hard wired into them and it was flawed. Those flaws were a part of the very attributes that we wanted them for. They were deactivated and stored in that room in the hopes that at some point we could overcome those problems." the Director explained. Wade continued. "Are you aware that according to your most up to date inventory of that room going back one year, they are not stored in that room and they do not show up on any of your storage manifests for any storage facility?" "That's impossible. I saw to their deactivation and storage myself." "Ah, people. We've got cell phones and data bases reactivating in the room." said Jim Possible from Wade's consol station as he interrupted Director Betty Barkin. "Just the ones from Global Justice." Both Betty and Will Du pulled out their phones and tried to turn them off, but they couldn't. Finally they had to remove the batteries from them and their Mobil Data Bases in order to shut them down. Both Kim and Ron had left theirs in the Sloth. Tim Possible then stood up and read off of another sheet, "Five years ago, an alien computer module was delivered to you for disposal. It was from the Lowardian battle cruiser that crashed and it was salvaged from the wreckage."(The slide changed to a picture of the doomed ship just before Warhawk and Warmonger's impact. It then changed to show a glowing cube divided into sections. Mostly resembling a giant Rubik's cube with all white sections, about four foot by four foot.) This was identified as their long term battle computer for sieges taking longer than one of their solar years. It was hardly ever used by them since they prided themselves on quick and brutal conquests, but this computer system was found to contain plotting and scheming tactics that were such horrific atrocities against any type of sentient being that the President ordered it to be destroyed. It could not be turned off because it had its own power source. The closest we could come was to remove the AI (Artificial Intelligence) system which it needed to operate. Yet, we found it listed in the manifest for this room. I thought it was supposed to be destroyed?" "One question first young Mr. Possible, before I answer." Betty stated. "How do you know so much about this system?" "I was the one that identified it, its purpose and contents. I was a part of the team that discovered that it communicated with the AI system through an uncommon fixed signal. We were able to disconnect the AI system from it and turned into a chunk of non thinking data storage. Most of us still have nightmares about what we found on it and what it was capable of." Betty, satisfied with his answer said, "The problem with simply trying to destroy it was that we had no idea then, or now, about what that internal power source was. For all our scientists knew at that time, it could be powered by a micro singularity (black hole) and by breaching its outer containment, doom the planet or solar system to be destroyed. We couldn't even risk sending it into the sun for fear of dousing its fires and since it was such a terrible item, we couldn't send it into deep space for fear of someone or something else finding it. The President was informed of this. If he didn't inform you, I had no control or input over that decision." "Dr. Director," said Agent Will Du standing up. "This is sounding more like a witch hunt than an investigation. They are clearly trying to lay blame on Global Justice by bringing up all of these circumstances, which have no influence of the original problem, that someone tried to brain wash one of our probationary agents. It was probably someone from back when she, and her "team," were nothing more than a bunch of rank amateurs. Not that she, or any of them have progressed that much further." As Betty ordered Agent Du to sit down and shut up, his final comment brought Ron to his feet, which forced Kim to place herself in-between him and Du. Even though she felt like letting Ron show Du some of his rank amateur "whoop ass," she also knew that Ron was being overly protective of her since her ordeal. Normally he would let her lead by following her reaction to the insult. It was Drew, moving to stand in between them and saying loudly, "Ah, but all of these circumstance do have an influence on the original problem." and he then added, "And if there is any witch to be hunted here, it will probably be me. Now sit down, all of you." After everyone sat back down, even though some people were still glaring at each other, Drew continued. "This has all been a fact finding question and answer session to verify what we thought had happened. All the items that we have discussed so far are now missing from that storage room, something that had been hidden by some very cleaver manipulation of your computer records and the missing agent in charge of doing the inventory count. These and one other item which I will cover in a moment. Doctor Dementor's hover platform is in storage there, I assume you're still trying to discover it's apparent anti gravity drive, and some drugs that were to be used in a covert operation in conjunction with the CIA, which we will not discuss here at this time." "Now, item number 83976-54 on your inventory list, which is also missing." Drew paused as the slide projector advanced and showed a metal tank standing on end, about four feet wide and eight feet tall. Several smaller tanks were attached to its sides with a large box also attached. They were all supported by a base. The most notable thing about the object was that there didn't appear to be any disconnects for anything. Everything appeared to be one solid piece with no dial, gauges or panels for opening. "This is an item that you confiscated after a world domination plan by my former self (Dr Drakken,) failed seven years ago. It was found in the Middleton Bueno Nacho restaurant and was labeled as a "deep fryer grease storage tank."" Drew now looked directly at the agents and asked, "Did you ever figure out what it even was? I thought that it had been destroyed a long time ago." he said with regret in his voice. "No. We didn't. Since the threat was averted by the "amateur," Team Possible." and there was scorn in Betty's voice that was directed at Agent Will Du, "it was put into storage until the funding and manpower could be allocated to properly study it. Since the Lowardian invasion attempt though, most of that has gone towards studying their technology. Every once in a while, someone would have an idea and look at it, but no serious studies have been done on it." With regret written all over his face and body language, Drew walked over to the table that Kim and Ron sat at. Looking at a spot on the table in front of their hands he put his hands on the top and leaned down to them and said, "I am truly sorry. What I'm going to be covering next may dig up some old hurt feelings and resentment towards me on your part. I really thought they had destroyed it." "Drew," said Kim as she covered one of his hands with one of hers, "if it's about what I think it is, it's okay. It got Ron to tell me how he felt about me." Looking at her, Drew saw a sad but encouraging smile. Looking at Ron, he saw the same thing, as he did when he looked over at Wade, who indicated for him to get on with it. Moving back between the two tables and facing the screen, he pulled a laser pointer out of his pocket and pointed to the box part of the item. "Someone at some point in the last five months reattached a standard 110v cord to this and fed power to the unit. This activated Contingency Plan 900." Contingency Plan 900 was meant to be a diversion for Team Possible. To attack her at her then weakest point and deflect her attention from my "take over the world," Little Diablo scheme. Her weakest point was a teenage girl's obsession with boys and the peer pressure brought on by picking the perfect date for the prom. That decision also said where that girl stood in the food chain. Kimberly had her safe fall back date with Ron Stoppable, but that wouldn't make any statement other than she could not advance beyond where she had been throughout high school. He was considered to be the bottom of the barrel at the time. So I introduced a new "person" into the equation. One made to order syntho-hottie, the SYNTHODRONE 900 series, or Eric." "The SYNTHODRONE 900 series was state of the art in programming, able to mimic human emotions and reactions without supervision. It was able to adapt to changes and give the proper responses within the parameters I set for it, which was to woo Kim Possible and win her affections, thus taking her out of the picture. It was as close to an AI as anyone had yet achieved. Its body was stronger and faster than any normal human. Its face and general outward appearance shaped to be the most appealing to any teenage female along with its personality, but more specifically for Miss Possible herself. For all of its crowning achievements, it still had one major drawback. Its neural relays and memories had to be conducted through an isomorphic fluid totally necessary for the programming to work at all. Bottom line; you could defeat it with a small puncture in it's the outer skin. This is what necessitated the construction of this, (he indicated the slide picture,) and its placement in Middleton." "Each drone of this series carried a small micro chip that allowed it to communicate with this computer placed on the side of the unit. If it lost communication with the computer, they would switch frequencies and scan until they picked up the signal again. This computer recorded all conversation and actions by the drone so that it could learn and prevent any mistakes in the future or the reproduction process." "Ah Drew," said Ron. "What do you mean "reproduction process?" Ron asked with an edge in his voice. A different meaning had crept into his thoughts about the after prom. "As I said, a pin prick could defeat the drone. Synthodrone 900 was the first one you meet at school and it lasted for far longer than I thought it would at the time. When you showed signs of having an emotional breakdown during your TV interview," Drew continued talking more to Ron than anybody else, "you retreated to your old tree house and Kim came to you to talk to you, her best friend. Synthodrone 900 was suppose to intercept her and prevent that talk to send you deeper into despair, but a garden rake left in your neighbor's yard prevented that. 900 didn't see it and stepped on it. He deflated almost immediately. That information was sent to this computer which finished programming 901 and released it from its stasis chamber." The movie projector started up and showed the tank part of it opening up and an Eric, or Synthodrone 901, walked out of it. The chamber then closed again. "Synthodrone 901 then found and disposed of what was left of 900 and then went to the tree house, but it was too late to stop you two from having most of your talk." "After 901 left, the replicator then started the process over again. It created a Synthodrone 902 and kept its programming updated every second. If you'll recall the events, Kim and Ron decided to interfere with my plans and they destroyed the transmitter at the Middleton location. That transmitter's destruction shorted out and tripped the breaker for the replicator part of the unit. The computer was on a separate circuit so it kept updating up to and including the destruction of 901 by your little naked mole rat buddy. But, the system could not release the 902. I had always assumed that it had been confiscated and destroyed afterwards. I never thought you would simple put it into storage." "This is where your paper work was needed Director." Drew said as he moved to the side and Jim Possible took the floor with a bunch of papers in his hands. "Five months ago, a Dr I. Nomore filled out and presented a work order request wanting to have power restored to item number 83976-54. First the 110 voltage hook up and then if nothing happened in the next twenty four hours, he requested that the 277 voltage be hooked up." "No." said Betty as she shook her head. "Such a request would have had to have gone through my office since it would have involved an object in that room. I authorized no such request." Jim looked at the paper in his hand and said, "The request was authorized and signed by William Du." Turning to her right, she looked at Agent Du who was currently wishing he could make himself invisible. "It.....must have been while you were on vacation with Mr. Barkin and his daughter." He then sat up straight taking a totally justified posture. "The Doctor had an idea about the item and I thought that any progress towards getting rid of the clutter in that room was worth it." "Agent Du." Betty started saying as she searched her pockets, "I seem to have forgotten something. Would you go down to the hover jet and see if you can find it please?" "Certainly Director. What will I be looking for?" "The reason why I put up with you and why I think you still belong in Global Justice!" she almost yelled. "And if you don't find it there, I suggest you wait there until I return!" As he got up and left the room, Ron almost felt bad for Agent Du. Almost. Naaaa. Not really. Betty sat there for a moment, while she composed herself and then addressed Jim, "Alright. Power was restored to the item. For how long?" "We have found no request asking for it to be disconnected. Only a notation from Agent Crackshell that he was to check on the item during the time he was in the room and report anything odd. We also found some footage of the maintenance entrance that he normally used to enter and leave the facility. I can't show it to you but we did get some stills of him earlier today before we shut down Wade's computer at his home. These were taken when his badge was used to open the door. They are not of the same person that the badge was issued to. We also think that this is the person that put the aspirin in Kim's car when she was at GJ Headquarters for a meeting." Almost beyond showing any reaction to this new development, she examined the stills and compared them to the picture of Fenton Crackshell as he appeared on his records. They were not the same person. Crackshell was a tall, skinny blond haired man in his late forties. The stills showed a much younger man in his early twenties at most, dark hair and he wore a cap. He never really showed his face to the camera. Betty handed the stills back to Jim and asked, "Alright. Who is that then?" Jim then handed to stills to Kim and Ron. Even thought you could not really see the face, they both gasped and said "Eric." "Alright." said Betty as she started to reassess the situation and come up with a status. "We have a Synthodrone 902, or another Eric, running around loose in Global Justice causing havoc." Drew then said very slowly and with care, "If that's all we have then we are very, very lucky." "What do you mean Mr. Lipski?" "When they first connected the 110 voltage, that would have restarted the computer that controlled the programming of the Synthodrone. After it restarted the first thing it would have done would be to start scanning for a signal from the previous drone or any other information source. It probably would have found the wifi signal in the room first and been able to access it from the password that Crackshell would have transmitted when he logged in on his PDA. It would have kept on scanning until........." and then he stopped talking, having a hard time dealing with what they think happened. Tim carried on when Drew started to falter. "It would have kept scanning for the previous drone until it made connection with the alien Battle computer. The AI stored in Drakken's computer would have been good enough to activate that computer and allow it access to the Synthodrone, Global Justice's computer systems and the entire internet. We believe it tried to fulfill Drakken's original programming intent, to distract the now "Team Possible," or eliminate it entirely. It would have been able to gain knowledge of every item in the same room with it through the files kept in your own computer system and it would have been able to figure out how to use them best for its own goals. This is the Mark nine part of "Contingency Plan Nine, Zero, Zero Mark Nine." The updated and upgraded version of the original plan." Kim and Ron remembered the drawings they saw on the bathroom wall when their spirits were merged. One was of Eric and the other was the Lowardian insignia that had been carved in golf courses around the world. After letting all the information soak in that she had been exposed to, Betty asked. "Are you sure about all of this?" Wade spoke for all of them when he replied, "We're fairly sure. It's the only explanation that fits all of the facts as we know them. With it having access to all of your computers it could change or rewrite any electronic video feeds from your surveillance cameras so it or they could move around without being detected. That's probably how everything went missing from that area. It was moved someplace else and they substituted a video loop to hide it with. Electronic locks, doors, alarms and elevators could have all been overridden. They could be anywhere. " "They?" asked Betty. "Remember, the BeBes are missing too. If the two computers had been able to reprogram them, then there could be up to four mobile units to move things anywhere, and we all remember how well just the BeBes were able to steal huge pieces of equipment in less than a second." Betty then asked of everybody, "Have you got any good news for me?" Everybody looked around and at each other with none of them saying anything. Finally Kim stood up and slammed her hand on the table top saying, "I don't know if it's good news for us, but right now, I know they've got me pissed off and that's bad news for them. They tried to break up my wedding." Ron then stood up and said, "Ya know, I'm pretty pissed off at them myself. They tried to break up my wedding and kill Kim. I've been wanting someone to take out some of the frustration on I've built up over the last couple of days. How about you Wade?" "Oh, you know I'm pissed off. Nobody outdoes me on the computer to hurt my friends for very long and gets away with it." Then both Jim and Tim piped in together, "Well we're pissed off because no one screws around with our sister's or our future brother-in-law's heads. That's our job." Drew then stood and said, "And I'm highly perturbed because no one messes with my friends or my happiness. Not when I just started having both." "Great!" said Betty now caught up in the excitement. "What are we going to do about it?" Ron looked at her and gave her a great big smile and said, "I don't know! But I'm hungry! Drew, have you got anything to eat around here?" Drew thought for a second and asked "How about some waffles? I've got a whole refrigerator full of them." "Great!" said Ron as the room started to empty of everybody but Betty, as they all headed to the kitchen. "But this time Drew, hold the dill pickles." Betty sat down and tried to understand what just happened in the room and how in the world they were going to defeat the two computers that had merged into one unit that could make Hitler look like a baby crying for his mother. But the one question in her mind that over rode them all was, "Dill pickles and waffles?" XXXXXXXXXXXX Hey, What can I say? I couldn't figure out how to wrap this chapter up before moving on, and I was hungry.
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Post by levi2000a on Mar 31, 2016 23:34:08 GMT -5
Chapter 11
XXXXXXXXXXXX As everyone sat around the kitchen table as Drew was pulling waffles out of his refrig and nuking them for people, the conversation went on about what they could do. "Drew?" asked Wade. "How did you come up with the programming skills to create the AI program for the 900 series when the BeBes were such a flop?" "Oh, ah remember Dr. Freeman and his collection of talking appliances and car? When I had him reprogram some destruco-bots for me, I e-mailed a copy of his programming to myself. The 900's were a variation of that programming." "Tim is there any chance that we can trace the signal for that Battle computer back to it?" asked his sister. "No. The range of the signal it uses is very short, only eight feet or so. They didn't want it to be detectable to their enemies." he replied. "And before you ask, you can forget about trying to jamb it. You would have to be standing in-between it and the other computer." "What about the other computer?" asked Ron. "Can we trace or jamb that one? Please pass the syrup please." "No." said Drew as he sat down a heaping plate of hot waffles. "If we started jamming or trying to trace some of frequencies it uses to communicate with the sythodrone or its computer, it would just start scanning till it found another. We'd have to jamb them all at the same time and so far as tracing the signal, there would be no way to know which one to trace. Here's the butter too." "What about replicating the original chip for the 900 series?" asked Wade? "We could then monitor the chip to get the frequency off it to see which one to trace. Ron, pass the whip cream please." "Those ten chips were a special order and I had to plug each one separately into the computer for it to recognize it as one belonging to the drones." answered Drew as he sat a second plate full on the table. "The only way that would work would be if we had the original chip from either Synthodrone 900 or 901. Here's the heated peanut butter. It's easier to spread that way." As Betty walked into the kitchen, Kim asked, in between bites, "Ah Drew, how did Synthodrone 901 dispose of what was left of 900? Is it possible that chip could still be around?" Drew stopped eating long enough to have a puzzled look on his face. "I'm not sure now that you mention it. I was busy dealing with replacing the bendi-straws with regular straight ones. Pass the whip cream please. The overhead on those things was staggering!" "You know." said Betty as she bit into a pickle. "I may know where the remains of the Synthodrone 901 were sent after the massive cleanup at the Bueno Nacho Corporate Tower." The sounds of forks touching china ware and sounds of eating stopped and everyone stared at the head of Global Justice as she continued. "I believe the remains were sent directly over to Dr. Renton and Dr Porter at the Robotics Lab at the Space Center in Middleton for study. They may still have it." Both Wade and the twins dropped everything and headed towards the door "Hey!" yelled Kim. "We can give you a ride down in the Sloth!" "No need Sis." said Jim. "We flew up in the." said Tim "Kiminator Mark 5. We can be there." said Jim. "In less than fifteen minutes." finished Tim. Wade had a scared and worried look on his face but he followed them out anyway. "Gotta go!" "Well," said Betty still munching on her pickle. "I had better be off also. I have to start a full search within our Headquarters to make sure they didn't just move to a different section to pick up where they left off, start a full check or our computer systems for intruders or left overs and return one former top agent for disciplinary procedures, although it will probably end up being a slight slap on the hand compared to what he deserves." Drew shook his head and started clearing the kitchen table. "Wait. What?" asked Ron. "You're going to let him get away with that? I mean not only what he said about Kim, but what he did, authorizing that hook up?" "What choice do I have." she replied with a bit of frustration creeping into her voice. "You have no idea how thinly spread out we are right now. I don't have a single agent to replace him with and right now our prospects for the future are slim. No matter what else he is a competent field agent. If I had one good prospect, I could drop him, but as it is, that isn't going to happen." she crossed her arms as she finished and stared at the floor. Ron looked at Kim, who took his arm and patted his shoulder, silently telling him that whatever he decided, she would back him all the way. "Director, have you reconsidered my request about my taking the oath?" he finally asked. "No, because we saw no real signs of any future commitment on your part. I might be willing to review it though in the light of what's happened." "Do that." he said looking at Kim. "If you do that, I'll reconsider too." "Very well. I'll mention it to my superiors after we get out of this mess. In the mean time, I have a trip to make." she said as she left. XXXXXXXXXXXX After Betty left, Kim put her hand on Ron's arm and said, "Ron, would you take me home now please? I guess I'm not quite as 100% as I thought I was." "Gottcha KP. No problemo." He then took her hand and kissed it. "It's been a rough couple of days, for both of us." "Ah, before you two go, can I have a word please?" asked Drew from the sink. "Sure." said Kim. "Something more to add?" After sitting down at the table, Drew continued. "Yes. No. Nothing more so far as the problem, but I, err... ah...we... Shego and I, have a favor to ask you two." Kim and Ron sat there waiting for him to continue. He was not comfortable that much was clear. "Once again, I'm sorry if I hurt either of you rehashing the problem and the history of the 900 series. I really am sorry about that now." When they acknowledge what he said with a smile and a nod, he went on."Both Shego and I have made some enemies in our lives on both sides of the law. We've tried to make reprimands for the damages we did during our take over the world schemes, but some people still hold grudges. Likewise, some of our former associates aren't happy that we went over to the other side and we're doing so well. The main thing that we are worried about is our daughter. If something should happen to the two of us, her care would either go to my side of the family or her's. I really don't want either my mother or Eddie to care for her and Shego doesn't want her brothers to have anything to do with raising her, so that narrows it down to just two people that we both trust to raise her properly and raise her as their own." As Kim and Ron sat there waiting for him to continue, Drew realized that they had no idea whom he was referring to. "I'm talking about you two." There. He came out and said it. Kim's eyes went wide from surprise. Ron looked at him and asked, "Us too what?" Kim, still staring at Drew, gave a gentle elbow to Ron, who looked at her. Then at Drew and then back at her and finally back at Drew and said, "Oh." "Oh!" "Ohhhhh!!" and Ron's eyes went wider than Kim's. Drew then continued since he now had their attention saying, "It's a big decision and neither Shego or I want this to happen anytime soon. We both realize that you two will need some time to think about this and..." "We'll do it!" answered Kim, cutting him off. Before anyone else could say anything, she said. "No. Wait. You're right, We need to talk about this, Ron and myself. This isn't a Team Possible decision that I can make by myself. This is a Team Stoppable decision and it will require both of us to agree to it since it might affect both of us." She finished and took Ron's hand and gave it a hard squeeze and gave him her best smile. She and Ron had talked about the fact that married life might be harder on her than him because they would both have to realize that they would have to know that their partner had as much a vote in all things as each one of them did. Kim had always taken the lead on their missions in high school and Ron had been okay with that, trusting in her. After Ron stepped up, he made it clear to her that he had no desire to change that arrangement, and happily had her back and followed her lead. That's not to say that she didn't switch on occasion and let him lead and she had his back. It just wasn't the norm. That was Team Possible For Team Stoppable they had agreed to try and share the responsibilities of their lives and decisions. They were to be joint decisions whenever possible and she knew that that would take more effort on her part than Ron's. This was something she wanted to share with him. She didn't know if she could do that with anyone else, but she wanted to, with Ron. Drew smiled and said, "That's a much better answer Kimberly." Drew said as he patted her hand. "And just to let you know, there will be a trust fund set up for her care so that shouldn't be a concern." "Drew." said Ron. "We asked Shego before we left the hospital, if you two have decided on a name for your daughter. She smiled and said she'd let you tell us." "Ah. Yes. Well." and once again he looked nervous, but a happy nervous. "We talked for several months about it and after throwing out all the other names we came up with, we decided on Veronica Ann Lipski. It was the only name that we could agree to not to agree on, so that's the name we agreed on." After a moment, Kim looked at Ron and then back to Drew and said, "You realize that Ann is my middle name don't you?" and then Ron added, "And that Veronica is a female version of Ronald?" Drew took on a mocked look of surprise and said, "Oh it is? I'm sure that that had nothing to do with it. And besides, it's too late now. Little Ronnie's name has already been recorded at the hospital so she can change it later in her life if she wants to. Although I doubt that she will want to. Don't you Auntie Kim and Unca Ronald agree?" He smiled as he finished clearing the table, leaving the two young heroes in a state of shocked silence.
XXXXXXXXXXXX When Betty made it down to the base of the hill after leaving the Lipski's home, she heard the sound of the engines of her Global Justice hover jet start up and as she approached it, the doors open for her to climb on board. After sitting down in the co-pilot's seat and strapping herself in, Agent Du lifted off and set course for their headquarters in Middleton. After setting it on auto pilot she turned to Du and said. "I believe we need to discuss your future within the Global Justice organization." He turned to her and waited. His face was stoic. "It seems that Mr. Stoppable is now reconsidering his decision about joining Global Justice." she said with her face looking straight ahead. A puzzled look crossed his face as he said, "Wasn't that why you wanted me to put on that little show up there?" "Yes it was." she replied turning to him. "But in your zeal to accomplish that, you also brought Agent Possible into it when you referred to all of them as "rank amateurs," as well as Dr Loade. The target was Stoppable. Not all of them. We only wanted to pull him into the organization. Not push her out." She paused and then continued with a bit of anger in her voice. "I just wish you hadn't signed that damn work order request concerning item number 83976-54, or at least done a better job on following up the results and shut it down." "I admit that I had counted on Dr Nomore to keep me better apprised of the results, but you and I have discussed trying to find a way to remove items from our storage rooms for identification and disposal." "Discussion is one thing. Action is another." she said. "And I did call you, to get your permission before I signed it, giving the okay." he continued non pluses. "Damn it Du! I was on my honeymoon!" she said, her anger clearly showing now. "I would have okayed a pre-emptive strike against the White House at the moment you called. If you had only waited fifteen minutes more I would have at least thought about what I said." Calming herself, she finished saying, "I don't even recall what was said, only that you almost interrupted us at a most inopportune time." "I did record our conversation, as per regulations. I could replay it for you if you desire." "I do not." she said and then returned he gaze to the front of the ship, thankful that when she had seen the work request this morning as they were getting ready for the meeting she had just attended, she had been brought up to date beforehand. She immediately notified her superiors of all of the details. They replied telling her to hold tight and wait to see how things played out. Cover up. She didn't like it and was ready to take all of the blame and face any repercussions from this event, but she thought she had done more good than harm and still thought she had more good to do. But she obeyed her orders. Even the ones that wanted her to get Stoppable to join them. Her husband had warned her about trying to control Ron Stoppable. He had been unable to do that for the four years he had him in high school and that he thought it best to let the lad help when needed and not attempt to control him. Betty and the higher ups thought that Ron had too much power and didn't like the idea of him being a force unto himself. She thought she could control him enough to guide him and make sure that he used that power for good. She hoped she made the right choices. XXXXXXXXXXXX
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Post by levi2000a on Mar 31, 2016 23:45:58 GMT -5
Chapter 12
XXXXXXXXXXXX Kim was right. She wasn't as 100% as she thought she was. The ride back to Middleton had been done mostly in silence. She spent most of the time looking out the window, lost in thought. She felt no ill will towards Drew or Shego over what had happened in the past. Shego was mostly kept in the dark about Drakken's plans and Kim no longer thought of Drakken and Drew Lipski as being the same person. Dr. Drakken died the day after the Lowardian invasion, about the same time that Drew Lipski found himself again. The idea of another Eric was bad enough along with everything else, but she couldn't shake the feelings that she felt that night so long ago. Nothing that she might have felt for Eric, but the feelings of guilt over how she had treated her best friend up to the point he said those four words that changed everything about how they saw each other. Everything had worked out for both of them. They started dating, found out how much they truly loved and cared for each other, and eventually became engaged to be married. But it had been such a damn close thing. Ron knew she was thinking. Yeah, the previous couple of months, drives like this would be silent, but there was no tension in the air this time. Just quiet thinking. He realized that the meeting had been rough on both of them. A lot of things could have gone a lot of different ways and changed the outcome back then. But there was one thing that he had no real doubts about, his faith in Kim and their friendship. He was just worried that she didn't have that same kind of faith in herself. That whole brainwash thing had opened up old wounds that had healed on him fine. They were just scars that he couldn't even remember now what caused them. But for Kim, she remembers herself as being the one that caused those wounds. She's probably remembering anytime she might have said or done something to hurt his feelings or ego, forgetting about when she did something to make up for it. He tried to get her mind off of it by talking about the baby, the chips or by just acting goofy, but it didn't last more than a minute. Quiet thinking time. He gave her her space and let her know that he was there for her, whenever she was ready. Wade called them on the kimunicator and told them that it wouldn't be till early morning or maybe afternoon before Wade and the twins would be able to cobble together a something to track Drakken's Syntho-computer. The problem was that although they now had the old chip, they would also have to come up with an AI to attach it to, to do the communicating while they tracked it. Ron said. "Oh. You've got to have the AI to be the sidekick like me. To be the distraction so you can run the trace." A quick, but mostly gentle, backhand to his shoulder reminded him that she didn't want him or anybody else calling him a "sidekick." "You are my partner," she started quietly and her voice grew in volume. "My boyfriend, my better half, my fiance, my husband to be, my lover, my stud muffin, but," and then her voice went gentle again. "You are not my sidekick." and she leaned over to rest her head on his shoulder just as the pulled into her parents driveway. After he turned the car off, she reached over and gave him a loving kiss. "Ron." She said after breaking the kiss. "I'm not normally the clingy type kind of woman, unless I'm excited about showing you off to a bunch of other women while making sure they understand that you are mine, but I really think I need to take a nap right now. Would you mind coming up and staying with me? Like you did last night? Watching over me?" "Kim. If I weren't any of those things you said I was, I'm still your friend." He said with that silly warm smile of his. It reminded her of his smile just before they kissed at the Junior Prom. "Sure, I'll come up and be with you. But I'll nap in your beanbag chair. You take the bed and no arguments." The tweebs were with Wade and her father had to work late that night, making up for some of the time off he took. Her mother should be home in about an hour, so Kim left her a note on the kitchen table, telling her where she and Ron would be. As soon as they walked into her room, Ron went over and unplugged her computer, both the power and the internet cables. He then did the same to her cordless phone. "No way it's gonna happen again." he said more to himself but still it was loud enough for her to hear. Turning back to her he said. "Do you want one of those anti depressants to help you sleep? I brought them in with me." She moved closer to him and gave him a warm easy hug. "No. No electronics and no drugs. Like you said, "No way it's gonna happen again." I've got too much to lose." He hugged her back as he corrected her saying, " We've. We've got too much to lose. " He then sat her on her bed as he went over and brought her bean bag chair over next to her. It was big enough that he could sit in it and still lean his head against her mattress and still show above it so she could see it. After she laid down, she reached over to brush his hair and after a few time said, "You are such a gentleman." "Well don't tell anybody. They'd never believe we came up here to just grab a few winks. They might start thinking I was strange or something." he chuckled softly. It was the last thing she heard as she drifted off to sleep with a slight smile on her face. A little over an hour later, Ron heard the door to her room open. It no longer latched since her father had busted through it the other night and they hadn't gotten it fixed yet, but they had just pushed it shut. It wasn't any big deal to hear it open either since the hinges were a little out of alignment. Anyway, he saw Kim's mom just peaking in. Sitting up quickly, he checked to make sure Kim was still asleep and then he moved over and through the door to talk to her mother. "Ronald, I was just checking on you two to make sure you were alright. Please don't think I was trying to spy on you." she said. "I know Mrs. Dr. P. You been more supportive and understanding about us than anyone could ask." He gave a small quiet laugh and said, "Especially considering who she picked to have as a husband." Her face went serious as she pointed her finger at him and said, "Don't you dare put yourself down in front of me Ronald Stoppable. You may have grown into the fine young man that saved the world, but I'll still turn you over my knee. Kimmie couldn't have picked a better man to marry. And don't you think that it was all your idea." She smiled at him and finished saying, "You two have no idea what your parents and I had to go through to make sure you two had your eyes open and could see what was in front of you two." Before Ron could ask her anything else, she asked, "How did the meeting go? Did you find out who the bastard is that tried to take my baby from me." "It's complicated, but basically it boils down to an upgraded version of Eric and no. Drew had nothing to do with this." "Eric?" she said. "From your Junior Prom Eric? But he's was destroy........." Suddenly Kim screamed and didn't stop. Ron turned and was through the door in a flash. Not the doorway but the door. Whatever was left of it was now kindeling . Kim was sitting up in her bed with her eyes still closed, a look of horror on her face, still screaming. Ron was by her so quickly it was almost as if he had never left her. He tried grabbing her arms to wake her up, but she started fighting him. Not sure what else to do he yelled, "Kim! KP! It's me, Ron! What's wrong? "Worry was frozen on his face as he saw tears running down her's. Opening her eyes, she looked into Ron's face that was as full of fear as she was feeling. Grabbing onto him like a drowning person would a lifesaver; she held him for dear life, while he held her as she cried herself out. Her terrors and fears, being driven back by just the presence of the man holding her, keeping her nightmare at bay. "It had been a nightmare. A horrible, sickening, disgusting nightmare." she thought to herself when she could think. Anytime Ron tried to talk to her she hugged him tighter to her body. Her mother had come in and was trying to rub their back, to loosen their muscles so they could breathe easier. When she finally could speak in between sobs, she said, "Ron. You have to promise me something." "Name it KP." He said as he kissed her neck, trying to hold back his own tears. He was just thankful she was calming down. "I swear. Whatever it is, I promise." "When we find this thing," and she took deep breath and said, "we kill it. I know it's not alive, but we find some way to kill it. Dead!" Ron pulled back and looked her in the eyes. Her nightmare had been the result of that "thing." Her almost suicide had been the result of that "thing." The regrets of her life she was feeling now were the results of that "thing," screwing with her mind. Still looking her in the eyes, he said, "You got it KP. We kill it." "But Ron. When we find Eric, or syntho drone 902," And then her voice went frigid. "he's mine." And there was no doubt in anyone's mind what she intended to do to him. XXXXXXXXXXXX If you want to know what Kim's nightmare was, I'm posting it as a separate story entitled Kim's Nightmare. I'm not going to post it here because of strong sexual situations and it contains contents only suitable for adults. levi2000a.deviantart.com/art/Kim-s-Nightmare-324801040?q=gallery%3Alevi2000a%2F38975269&qo=13
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2016 16:16:13 GMT -5
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Post by levi2000a on Apr 1, 2016 23:08:22 GMT -5
Chapter 13 Dr Possible was headed home after a long evening at the Space Center. It was a government contract and they wanted it completed on schedule. They didn't care about any family emergencies that might take him away his from work. "Oh, gosh darn those government people." He muttered to himself and then thought, "I guess I should be grateful for the work." A lot of people blamed all the space research and launching for attracting the attention of the Lowardians in the first place. After the threat had passed, most of the available money had gone into attempting to back engineer their technology which kept James busy for a while, but most of the money went into rebuilding, restructuring the resources and creating better weapons, in case of a repeat attack. James could design a rocket that could go into a low orbit using the same amount of fuel as driving from Middleton to the state's capital, but creating a new weapon assembly to take out an invading ship wasn't really his forte. That was something better suited for his sons, "The little monkeys." As he pulled into his driveway, he saw Kim's car parked outside the garage. "Good." he thought. "Kimmie is safe and sound at home." Hoping that their lives could finally get back to normal, whatever that was for his family, he went inside. After almost 30 years of marriage, as soon as he saw the tired smile on his wife, he knew that that was not going to happen tonight. "What's wrong Anne? Has something else happened?" Knowing that she couldn't and shouldn't hide it from him, she said, "The kids came home, Kim wanted to take a nap after their meeting and they went upstairs." "They?" interrupted James. She gave him a look that screamed for him to back up and reconsider his last remark or else the best he could hope for, for the next two months would be the couch in the garage. "Sorry Ann. I know they are both adults and I love Ron like my own son. He's not one of those three legged aliens whose brain is located in their middle leg and is a walking bag of sperm that I called "boys." He loves Kim as much as we do and he would rather die than do anything to harm or hurt her in any way. She couldn't have picked a better man than him to fall in love with. Sometimes I still see him as that goofy kid that just liked to hang around Kimmie. That's wrong and I know it, but......" "Okay James, you can drop it now. You're forgiven." she said after making sure that she'd gotten her point across. "Like I was going to say, Kim was taking a nap on her bed while Ron was napping on her bean bag chair next to it. I went up to peek in on them to make sure they were alright and I guess I woke Ronald up. He came out to tell me what went on at the meeting. After he started telling me, Kim sat up screaming. She had a nightmare. One that would make Freddie Kruger want to stay awake." "Oh my ...." he replied. "Is she alright now?" "For now. We got her calmed down. Well, Ron did most of it. After that, she was able to tell us some of what the nightmare had been about. It wasn't pretty James. Some of my friends at the hospital warned me that nightmares might be an after effect of the brain washing she gone through, but I don't think it was directly because of that. There's something else that's she doesn't want to talk about yet. Anyway, we were able to get her to eat something and then I put both of them in the guest room for the rest of the night. She seems to sleep better with Ron next to her." "Should one of us go up and check on them later?" he asked. "I don't think so. So far they done a pretty good job of handling this and their own problems, except when some wacked out super villain comes up with a new plan to try to take over the world. They should know by now when to ask us for help and they both know that we will do whatever it takes." After a few silent minutes of thought, "I guess you're right Ann. They are both capable young adults. Call me if you need me. I need to go up and try and get some sleep myself before tomorrow." "What's tomorrow James? Tomorrow's your usually day off." "The government moved the launch date up to tomorrow at 3:00. They are delivering the payload in the morning and they want it in orbit by late afternoon, early evening. It has something to do with a new early warning system concerning the Lowardians. I have to make some final calculations to avoid the getting to close to the space science station where Fredrick was. We're getting in touch with the department of defense tonight so they don't launch an attack against the rocket." "Well. Go up and try and get some sleep then. I'll wake you if they need us." As he turned to head up to bed himself, he stopped and looked at his wife and asked, "Ann, are you alright?" Smiling at him for his concern, she answered, "I'm okay James. It just unnerved me a little." She then added, "Oh. Would you take this up with you please?" as she handed him Ron's Kimunicator. "They called Wade and asked him not to call them unless it was very important. I told them I'd take it so they wouldn't just doze waiting for a call." As he took it and headed upstairs, she finished by saying, "I'll be up in a moment too." XXXXXXXXXXXX Kim opened her eyes to a dimly lit room with someone's arm around her hip and the owner of the arm was snoring. It took her a second to realize she was in her parent's guest bedroom. She no longer really thought of it as her house anymore. Her house was almost finished, the one that she and Ron would be living in after they were married. A few seconds later, she realized why she was in the guest room and whose arm was wrapped around her hip. As she raised her head up off the pillow, she heard a squeak. Rufus was in a shoe box sitting on the nightstand by the bed looking over the edge at her. He was sitting up in it and looking like he was going to try and wake up Ron. "Shhhhh. Rufus. I'm okay. Really. He just snores." Seeming to be content with her answer, he laid back down and went back to sleep. He'd long ago gotten use to his owner's snoring habits. Slowly turning in the bed so she didn't wake him, she turned to face Ron and had to stifle a chuckle. Sleeping with his mouth open and a little bit of drool running out of it, it wasn't his finest moment. How many times had she seen this same face sleeping in the back of a cargo plane or on a train as they were coming back from one of their missions? Was there always that little bit of drool coming out then? For just a moment, she saw his face as it had been, back before, "out there, in here." How hard had it been for him to say those words back then, sharing his feelings like that. The main thing on his mind back then was going to get his next Nacho. No worry lines back then. He had them now, even in his sleep. A part of her started noticing them a couple months ago, but another part was happy about them. It meant he was feeling the unease within her and towards him. She wished she could make those lines disappear. She thought she knew how. It had been about two months since they had shared themselves with each other. Way to long. But this was not the time or the place. Her parent's house with her father probably listening for any unusual noises come from the guest room and it was too soon for her after her.............nightmare. A chilling thought went through her mind as she tensed up. She started examining Ron face, trying to see if there was anything she didn't remember. She had done this once before in a very private moment. Trying to memorize his face, up close. Every whisker, pore and every freckle. Every line and blemish. She wanted to truly know him at the time. After looking at him and even smelling his scent coming off his body, she relaxed. This is Ron. He is real, actually and properly real. This is the reality. Not a dream induced by some machine. Relaxing again, she took the edge of the sheet and was about to wipe drool off the corner of his mouth when he asked, "You alright?" "I thought you were asleep." she said after being startled. "Yeah. I'm fine. How long you been awake?" she asked as she wiped his mouth. "Every since Rufus told me you were awake." he replied as he stretched a little. "Sorry about the snoring by the way. What were you doing?" "Oh......Just making sure you are............real. Actually and properly." she hesitantly answered. "Sorry, but yeah. I'm real. Actually and properly." He smiled. "You must be the dream though." "Why?" she asked. "Because how could I have fallen asleep in a bed if you were in it, if you were real? This must be the dream, and I hope I never wake up." "After all this time Ron Stoppable, you still manage to surprise me." she said as she lightly kissed him and pulled him into a snuggle/hug. As she drifted back to sleep, she realized she was looking forward to some of those times when he couldn't fall asleep right away. But in the very back of her mind, a very, very small part of her wasn't. XXXXXXXXXXXX The next morning Kim said she felt better. The after effect from her dream had gone, except for the memory of it and the strong desire to finish off syntho Eric, whatever his number was now, herself. Her mother gave back Ron's Kimunicator to him and handed Kim a box that had arrived for her this morning from Wade when they came down for breakfast. Opening it, she found her suit, her Kimunicator and a note. The note simply said, "Call me on this one!" Turning it on and pressing the call button, Wade appeared almost immediately. "Hey Kim. Before you say anything, have Ron turn his Kimunicator off." he said before she could even say hello. After Ron turned his off and nodded back to Wade that it had been done, he continued, "Okay. I've repaired the problem with the button on yours Kim and the other problems. I've also set it up so it can't be hacked into by anybody or anything. A rotating frequency modulating sub program I installed in it should take care of that problem. I'll tell Ron how to copy it onto his after we're done." "Good Wade. You still rock." "Thanks Kim. Your brothers are good. I mean real good. We should be ready to start tracing Drakken's syntho computer's signal with the unit they've been working on around noon. They gave me time to work on your suit. I've disabled all communication programs and devices that I built into it. That will make it impossible for anyone to hack into it and get any info so far as your location or trying to take control of any of its systems or sub systems. Go ahead and put it on. I'll have Ron reprogram his kimunicator while you're doing that." Kim returned to the kitchen after changing into the suit. Ron had already finished upgrading his kimunicator by the time she returned. "Okay Wade. Now what?" she asked him. "Hold your arms straight out in front of you, bend your hands down at the wrists and think "syntho drone." he told her. When she did as she asked, her suit reformed itself into two blades on top of her wrists that came out about two feet from the tips of her fingers. The edges were razor sharp as well as the tips. "Spankin!" Wade continued saying, "Since we are pretty sure you're going up against at least one syntho drone, I figured a way to do a quick slash to its outer skin might come in handy. You can cancel them the same way you do the other functions." "The biggest problem after I made these modification is your shield bubble may not be stable for very long. It depends on communicating with the sensors throughout your suit and that might be compromised, so use it if you have to, but don't count on it for very long. You may have the same problem with the enhanced speed option too for the same reason." "Monique took a simple modified com unit over to GJ and gave it to Betty. They should be able to muster two dozen agents to help us with the raid on the location once we have it." "How long do you think it will take us to get a location once we start the trace Wade?" Kim asked. "The twins will need to make several different attempts from different locations to get an accurate position. They will be using their Kiminator to travel as fast as they can, mmmm, maybe half an hour." he finished. "So we have to sit on our hands and wait till then?" asked Ron. " Oh mannn. That's the hardest part." "Sorry Ron, but that's the best we can do." said Wade. "Well, at least I'll have someone to take my frustration out on this time." said Ron. "I'll call you just as soon as I have something. Until then get some breakfast." "Sorry Wade." said Ron. "Like Kim said, you still rock. We'll just have to wait." 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Post by levi2000a on Apr 1, 2016 23:17:40 GMT -5
Chapter 14 12:55: Upper Lowerton, Old Warehouse District near a bankrupt DeLorean manufacturing plant. A blue, Geo convertible pulled into the empty warehouse. Into the middle of it actually, both side having storage space with the middle being the main off loading area under and overhanging cover. Two people dressed in gray ninja style, the gray blended in with the concrete and walls, got out. One was wearing a Katanna on his back. As they had agreed on, they each were to check a side to make sure there were no look outs or any other signs of their quarry. They were to meet back at the car in ten minutes if neither found anything. If one did, they were to contact the other. They were there to eliminate any sentries or look outs before the main assault came. Both figures simply nodded their heads at each other and moved off. Ron did his sweep in less time than he thought it would take. Rufus running ahead to scout out the areas really cut down on Ron having to be stealthy. As he returned to the car, he started hearing the sounds of fighting. Picking up his pace to a full out run, he discovered as he got within sight of his Geo, that the problem had already been dealt with. There stood Kim in her battle suit, just shutting down its protective shield, standing over one of the BeBe androids that was lying on the floor. Doing a quick check to make sure that there wasn't any more in sight, he moved over to where she was standing. "Are you okay? Why didn't you call me?" "Yeah, I'm fine." she replied with a smile fixed on her face. "Remember, I can do anything. Besides, I've taken these things down by myself before. No big." Examining the android, he quickly noticed something very odd about it. There didn't seem to be any damage to it. Whenever Kim had battled them before, the leftovers were usually only fit for reclaimed scrap metal. Standing back up he asked. "Did you have any troubles with your shield?" She reactivated the bubble and it came on strong as ever. "No problems." she said as she deactivated it again. "You sure are asking a lot of questions for just the side kick." Slowly standing back up, he moved to within three feet of her and stared into her eyes. They were the same green eyes that they had always been; it just looked like there was something missing. There was no warmth in them. Her face suddenly took on a look of pain as she arched back as a blade came out her chest, right where her heart would be. Red blood gushed from the wound and splattered all over his face. Ron went into shock as the horror of what was happening to her sank in. As she started collapsing to the floor, he heard Kim's struggled voice say, "Kill it Ron! Kill it!" Still in shock, he pulled his Katanna and swung. A ninja suddenly appeared behind her, still holding the knife in her back. The ninja ducked down with Kim's body, allowing the Lotus Blade, in its form of a Katanna, to pass over their heads and then sever the head from the BeBe android as it was standing up. The head bounced several feet from him before rolling to a stop. Kim's body slid off the knife and finished falling to the concrete floor. Ron stared at the lifeless form as blood formed a pool around it. He was still in shock and he couldn't take his eyes off of the body. "Ron? Are you alright?" "Ron!" said the ninja as it pulled back its hood and revealed her red hair and emerald eyes. Grabbing him and forcing him to look at her, Kim desperately said, "Ron. It wasn't me. I'm right here." Looking into her face, he paused as the reality sank in. He grabbed her and held her tight as he started to cry. "That was every nightmare I've had for the past nine years rolled into one, Kim. Seeing you die like that, in front of me, without me being able to do a damn thing about it." "I thought you'd had to activate your shield, which would have destroyed the ninja garb you had on over your suit." he continued as he spoke into her hair. Having had a similar nightmare about him dying in the same way, she hugged him back and reassured him that everything was alright and she was fine. She had activated her suit's stealth mode and was able to sneak up behind it. She knew it wasn't herself, so it had to be a syntho drone. The only problem was that it still hadn't deflated. When they broke their hug, they both pulled out their kimunicators. Ron went over to the headless BeBe and Kim to the doppelganger of herself. Activating her's, she said, "Wade. We have a major situation here. I need you to scan this and tell us what in the hell it is before we both loose it and think I murdered someone." She then pointed it at the body. "Whoa." was Wade first response. A beam shot out from her hand held device as he ran a full scan on the body. When it was done and he looked at the results, he said, "Well, the good news is that you are not a murderer, but the bad news is really bad." "Explain Wade." "It's a BeBe android. Smaller than the normal ones, but it has a syntho drone skin covering it. That allows it to be formed into whatever shape, specifically your shape Kim, desired." "Wait." said Ron. "What?" "The android is like the skeleton and muscles of the human body." Wade explained further. "The syntho drone skin is like the skin and fatty layers over top of it. This combination allowed it to be formed into a perfect copy of Kim. Its voice could have been modified to match her from any of her recorded interviews found on the internet. That's probably how they were about to duplicate her features also, from all of the pictures and videos of her. But that's not the worst part of this." Ron gave a sad chuckle and asked, "Wade, what can be worse than having to fight against an army that looks like someone I love? I mean, I can't even look at the remains of this one, even after knowing what it is, without wanting to have a total nervous breakdown." Wade paused and then said, "The battle suit this one is wearing, it's real. They must have been able to download the specs from it when they hacked into it while they were trying to brainwash Kim. It's an exact copy of Kim's suit, except it's using the same power source that powers the android. That's why the small amount of red syntho goo kept leaking out after Kim stabbed it through the BeBe's power source. Its suit shut down and didn't repair itself." "So you're saying we may have an army of BeBe androids, all looking like me and wearing a fully functional battle suit to go through?" Kim asked. Wade simply nodded. The silence that fell on the trio seemed to go on forever, even though it was more like twenty seconds, until Ron muttered loud enough for all of them to hear. "They just love taking me out of my comfort zone, don't they?"
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Post by levi2000a on Apr 2, 2016 3:13:09 GMT -5
Chapter 15 Wade pondered Ron's comment for a few seconds before he uncomfortably said, "Let me go over these scans for a few minutes and see what else I can find out. I'll call back in a few." Looking over at Ron, she saw him down on one knee pretending to be examining the other BeBe droid, but really he was just staring at the floor and was pointedly not looking at the "Kim-bot?." He was still shaken up by it. Rufus was trying to calm him down in his own way, rubbing and patting his head while making comforting noises. Dropping out of her mission mode, she went over to him and gently put her hand on his shoulder as Rufus jumped down. He knew that Kim would help Ron more than he could now. "Ron? ...............Ron, I'm sorry, but I had to do it that way. I had to do something before it could hurt you or Rufus." While still hanging his head down, he sighed deeply and said. "I know that Kim. And I know I'm being stupid, like I always am. That ....."thing"....... is just some metal and circuitry with a bag a syntho goo wrapped around it, (pause) but for a couple of minutes, I thought it was you." He looked up at her with his eyes watering. "And I saw you die, right in front of me, and I couldn't do anything. If you hadn't yelled at me to kill it, I would have let that other BeBe get up and kill all of us. I froze. I could have lost you for real this time." She knelt down and pulled him into her embrace. "It's okay…I'm here now. You didn't lose me." We're both here and safe. And no. You aren't being stupid, only about thinking you're being stupid. You are being too hard on yourself because for a moment, you thought you failed me and didn't have my back. But you did. You did what you always do, your best and it's always been good enough for me." From the silence, she didn't think he believed her. She figured he needed proof of what she had tried to tell him and maybe, remind herself. "Ron, do you know what the worst thing about that nightmare was I had last night?" When he didn't answer she continued. "It wasn't about what they had done to me and it wasn't about what Eric was about to do to me, even though that was horrible. It was about what I thought I'd done to you. I thought I had hurt you so bad that you ended up feeling betrayed and all alone. And I had caused your death because of something I'd said to you." "Kim, you would never say or do anything like....." "Shhh…Not intentionally or willingly, although I've come close a couple of times and I'm so sorry for those times Ron. What I'm trying to say is that I believe that you will always catch me if I fall, like when you dealt with the Lowardians. The same way that you believe I would always catch you and I wouldn't ever do anything willingly to hurt you like that." They held each other for a few moments, reconfirming their trust and faith in each other, till Ron said, "We still have a problem Kim. When we come up against them, how am I suppose to know which one of you is you? I mean, you can't take them all on by yourself and the Kim-bots look and sound like you. How will I know which one to fight and which one to help?" That problem passed through Kim's mind. The suit was not made to hold a lasting mark. Anything they put on it or her, like paint or a magic marker would be repelled by the material or it would fly off after she activated her shields the first time and leave the suit and her looking just like new and just like the Kim-bots. Wade called back at that moment. Seeing them still embraced he asked if he was interrupting something. Disengaging from each other, Kim said, "No. What have you got? And please tell me you have something good." "Mostly a mixed bag. First, their memory systems have been greatly expanded, probably so they can emulate speech, habits, fighting styles and Kim's personality. More than likely though because of the addition of the shell of isomorphic fluid, or syntho goo. They may have copied her fighting styles from all of the video of her on the net. Second, they probably no longer have a hive mind since their communication chips have been limited to a very close range, like a WIFI router usually doesn't extend outside a house, so they can't be in constant contact with each other. Possibly this was done to limit the chance of detecting their signal. This means that the others probably aren't aware that these two have been destroyed. Third, because they now have that shell of isomorphic fluid around them, their super human speed capabilities have been greatly reduced. They're still fast, just not so fast that you can't see them, more like humanly fast. And fourth, since their shields are now tied into their primary power source, they won't be able to keep them on for very long at a time. They could have activated them a lot more times than if they had left it like the original but now after about three or four seconds, it would cause a power drop to their processors and that would result in a shutdown." "Anything else Wade?" asked Ron. "Yeah. One more thing and this could be a big help. They are using some of the old circuit board from the DeLorean's onboard computer system for their tracking system. Possibly because they are scrounging for parts, trying to hide any intel on how many they've built. Those old boards had a crystal on them that resonates at a specific frequency, one that I might be able to track. I'm moving a spy satellite into a geosynchronous orbit now to see if I can find them." "Funny." Wade thought to himself. It looks like one is just moving out of that area. There weren't supposed to be any others here for another two hours. "That's real good Wade." said Kim. "Ahh...We've got another problem though. Ron needs to be able to tell the difference between me and the Kim-bots. I can't take them on myself and he's afraid of attacking me instead of one of them. Can they alter their appearance if we find away to make my suit different?" Wade only thought for a moment before he started shaking his head. "No. They won't be able to change their form. That's the shape they were manufactured in and I find nothing indicating they can polymorph. Problem is, you won't be able to alter the appearance of the suit. When I designed it, I made it so that it wouldn't be able to be marked with a paint or any kind of tracking device that could be traced. That was so your stealth mode couldn't be compromised. If I were still able to communicate with it I could alter the reflective qualities of it to change its color, but I disabled my ability to do that so they couldn't hack into its systems again. We're stuck on that one, unless you guys can come up with something." "Wade." said Ron. If their suits are the same as Kim's, can you hack into theirs?" "Good idea Ron, but I already tried. They've changed the access codes on each of them. I could crack one but it would take time to do the others and I would only be able to control one suit at a time. More than one suit at the same time, it ain't gonna happen." One of Wade's computers went "Ding!" "Good. The satellite's in place." he said as he started typing on his keyboard. He then looked closely at the monitor and said. "Okay. I'm seeing about thirty individual blips, but don't count on that being all. The signals from those crystals are getting bounced around in the storage area of the old factory where they're all gathered in and it's becoming blurry, so there could be more. There is only one outside. It's looks like it's heading back to the others from the.............crap!" "What's wrong Wade?" "Hang on. It looks like it's headed back from the area that the Global Justice agents were suppose to meet at." He typed as he adjusted the satellite to focus on that area. The picture he brought up from an overhead view did not look good. "All the GJ agents are down." he said as he typed fast. "I'm calling up the surveillance camera from their SUVs." Hitting rewind, he started it re-playing it from a point when all of the agents were still standing. They were getting ready for their assault when carrying a box, wearing a battle suit; Kim Possible walked up to them and started talking to Director Betty. "Kim." said Betty. "I thought you two were headed over to the old warehouse." Without missing a beat, the smiling Kim, who was really a Kim-bot, said, "We were, but my IT person came up with these radios that would allow communication with everyone. He says that these can't be traced and I thought it important enough to bring them over for you. Once you all have them on, I'll activate them with this master controller, that way there will be less chance of anyone picking up a bunch of radios activating as oppose to one signal being sent out." Once Betty announced that they were all in place, the Kim-bot pulled out a small control box and pushed a button. All the agents started reeling in pain as a strong electric shock went through their heads, knocking them all unconscious before they even fell to the ground. The Kim-bot then pulled out a radio from its side pouch and said. "Global Justice forces have been neutralized. Check the old warehouse for target Kim Possible and her sidekick." After the Kim-bot left the area on the recording, Kim reached over to the "dead" one that she "killed" and checked inside its side pouch. There was a radio just like the one used that took down GJ. These two had been warned by the other one. "So Wade, does this mean that it's going to be just us to take this whole thing down? I can't go full Monkey on these guys for fear of what damage it might do to that Lowardian computer's power source thingie and I might hurt Kim. What about the twins?" asked Ron. "Their new rocket fuel burned out the injectors on the Kiminator Mark 5 just as they finished getting this location for us. They finally managed to land it safely but they lost control for a while. By the time they were able to put it down, they were on the other side of upper Upperton. It's an hour drive from there to where you guys are. No other backup can get to you in less time." "Okay Wade." said Kim with a sigh. "We have to figure a way for us to get in there then." "That should be easy Kim. If they have any cameras set up and since you look like the others, you should be able to just walk in. Getting Ron in will be the problem." "That shouldn't be a problem Wade." said Ron in a flat voice. "I've got my ninja skills combined with a little of my MMP. I can get in without being seen." "Okay." said Kim. "That's our plan. Everything else, we'll just have to wing it. Don't try and call us Wade. It might give us away and we'll call you as we can." And she thought to herself, if we can. "Send us a map to get us there." After getting the map and signing off, she looked over at Ron again. He was back to studying the floor. Putting her hands on his shoulders she said in a force kidding way, "Hey. It's no big. We've been through tougher sitches than this before and came out on top." He looked up and gave her a brief smile. "I know. It's just that I never realized how close I've come to loosing you over the past two days. One way or the other. Someone trying to kill you or something comes between us. I just want to see you safe again and us happy. And this thing is looking like our worst sitch ever." "Look, I've invested way too much time in you Ronald Stoppable, to let some little thing like this get in the way of our happiness and we will come out of this safe and sound. Together," She then hugged him tightly. "or not at all." As they were getting ready to head to the manufacturing plant and meet their fate, Kim said. "Besides all of that, I've got a much more important question on my mind after we're done." "What's that Kim?" As she looked once more at the body of the Kim-bot lying face down she asked, "Does my super suit really make my butt look that big?" He gave her a confused look and then a smile as he said, "Hey. I'm the one that's supposed to be making the jokes to make you feel better?" Kim squeezed his hand, smiling at him. "Just this once, let me return the favor." XXXXXXXXXXXX
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Post by levi2000a on Apr 3, 2016 1:08:50 GMT -5
Chapter 16 The trip into the old manufacturing plant went the way Wade thought it would. Uneventful. Ron was using his Dragon Style ninja training so he was invisible to the naked eye, but Kim could still feel his presence near her and that gave her strength. He had always been there for her, in one way or another. Pushing the self destruct button in a lair, retrieving a stolen item while she held off the bad guys, making some lame joke to relieve the tension, saving the world and her from two aliens bent on global conquest or just holding her and looking into her eyes to tell her he loved her. Had she really given back to him even a portion of what he'd given to her? And why was she wondering about this now? She knew she should be in full mission mode, thinking about what was to come instead of wondering about how she treated Ron in the past. Maybe it was because she really didn't have a good feeling about this. They had gone up against the odds and beaten them so many times in the past. Why did she doubt their abilities now? Law of averages catching up? Ron had stepped up his game a lot since he had control of his MMP. That was one of the reasons they were going to spend their honeymoon in Japan. Sensei wanted to do the Japanese Tea Ceremony for them as well as have a special ceremony for Ron having achieved the next step to being a full Master over even more of the elements of MMP. This time though, he was going to have to hold back his powers to make sure that nothing damaged the alien computer and run the risk of destroying the world. And they still hadn't found a way to make sure that he could tell the difference between herself and the other Kim-bots. The one time she didn't bring her make-up kit! But that would only have worked if he was looking at her face. Not really a good idea in a fight, to be looking at another person's face all the time. Since it wasn't Ron she doubted, then it had to be herself. They had been able to undo her brainwashing, together, but her mind and emotions were still stirred up by what it had cause her to do to others and what it had forced her to remember. She was the liability in this coming battle. She was the unknown element and that worried her. xxxxxxxxx Ron and Rufus both were watching and guarding Kim as they walked out in the open from the warehouse to the plant. Neither of them saw any signs of them being observed or watched in any way. What Ron did see worried him. Kim looked preoccupied and distracted; her mind was not where it should have been. On the upcoming battle. xxxxxxxxx
Once they were inside and under cover, Ron appeared and asked her, "Okay Kim. What's the sitch?" Slightly startled but knowing what he was asking, she simply said, "What do you mean? I was just trying to walk like I thought one of those Kim-bot would walk." "Not what I meant Kim and that wasn't that kind of walk. That was a "dead Kim walking," kind of walk." he said as he got right in her face and looked her right in the eye. Kim dropped her gaze and slowly said, "Alright. I'm...worried." Ron backed off and after a couple of seconds and calmly, with a hint of worry, asked, "About what Kim? Me?" "No. Not you." she answered. She paused and Ron waited for her to put it into words. "Ron. I still feel ...I still feel like a broken doll... that someone tried to put back together. All jumbled up inside, not really sure that everything's back in the right place. I'm worried that I might let you down in there and I don't want to let that happen. I could never forgive myself or live with myself." Ron thought about what he was going to say next because it could either make or break her, and he'd spent most of his life trying to make sure that nothing bad ever happened to her. He didn't ever want to be "the bad thing." "So you're worried? Maybe you're a little bit afraid of not holding up your part?" After she nodded, he continued. "Welcome to my world. Kim, this could be the worst sitch we've ever been in. If we can't stop these things, they could try and quietly take over key spots in all the governments in the world. If they can replicate you, what's to keep them from doing the same to anybody else? All of the world's leaders? I'd be worried if you weren't worried. Personally, I'm scared spit less." Here he tried several times to spit and nothing came out. "See? Even Rufus is worried." Looking at Rufus, she sees him nodding his head going, "Un huh, un huh, un huh." "But this is probably just bad case of pre-battle jitters. I've got an idea that might help during the fight, but we have to wait till just before we start it before I try it." "Look, I know you've been through a lot in the last few days, more than anybody ever should go through in a lifetime, but I also know in my heart that when the time comes, you'll do just like you always do and be the best example of a hero possible. Some day "our," children will look up the word "Hero," in the dictionary, or online, and do you know what it will say?" "See Kim Possible." She closed her eyes and pulled him into a tight hug as she whispered in his ear, "It will say "See Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable. Two people who weren't perfect, but they always did their best, no matter what the odds." As she pulled back from him, with her arms still around him, she added looking down at Rufus, "And that goes for a Naked Mole Rat named Rufus too." One more hug and they broke their embrace as Ron said, "So, you're not perfect. That's a good thing." When she gave him a questioning look, he replied, "If you were perfect, I'd never be able to win any of the arguments we might have after we're married. I'd like the option of choosing top or bottom if I win for the makeup session afterwards." She gave him a light smack on the arm and said, "I could flip you for it." "You with you knowing sixteen forms of Kung Fu, yeah, I bet you could flip me for it." XXXXXXXXXXXX Using the map of the plant that Wade had downloaded to her Kimmunicator, they carefully made their way to the main entrance of the small assembly area where all the Kim-bots should be located. Using a small retractable goose necked video camera, part of her Kimmunicator, she bent it around and took a picture of the room. It showed it to be maybe forty feet across and no idea how deep. It also had equipment similar to what she remembered from when she and Rufus were able to destroy their "Hive," several years ago. This equipment was used to create more of the BeBe androids, but it wasn't in use at the moment. They retreated back to what they considered to be a safe distant from the doorway so they wouldn't be overheard. Looking at the picture, it gave them some disheartening information. On the bright side, the room's width only gave five of the bots at a time to fight them without getting in their own way. On the dark side, Wade had given them a pretty good guess so far as their numbers. "Okay Kim." said Ron. "You're the lead. What's the plan?" She kept looking at her Kimmunicator thinking that some plan would start forming. The only thing she could see were reasons that any ideas she had before they got there wouldn't work. The room was too wide for Ron to take point and let her guard his back. In a single line formation, the bots could come around them and attack from either side; bringing her up to fight and then he wouldn't know which one to attack if he got distracted with his own skirmish. Side by side attack starts off with the same problem that single line formation would end up with. Back to back would limit their movement and restrict their fighting abilities. A plan formed in her mind. A very bad plan to her way of thinking, but she'd run it by Ron and see if he had anything better. "Okay. Using the same invisible ninja skills that got you in here with, see if you can get on the other side of those Kim-bots. When I come in and start to attack them, you start attacking them from the other side. Rufus can do the same while hitting them low and stay out of their sight. Hopefully we can surprise them and catch them in a pincher move." she finished knowing that the best they could hope for would be maybe one of them surviving long enough to take the AI computer. Some things had to be done to keep the world safe. She really didn't see either of them lasting longer than that. Both of them surviving this battle, wasn't really in the cards. Ron would have the better chance. She would be the distraction for him this time with them paying more attention to her, like they had since this whole thing began. With his Ninja skills and MMP and with her being the Kim-bots main target, he could survive this. He wouldn't like it. Heck, she wasn't jumping up and down for joy at the prospect of dying here, but at least one of them might live through it. She looked at him and asked what he thought. It only took a second for the disappointment to show on his face. He had already run through everything in his own mind and this is what he thought she would come up with. It was the only option available with what she knew. "I like this plan!" he finally said with a great big smile on his face. "This is a great plan! Except you left one thing out." "What's that?" she asked hoping he hadn't foreseen what would she expected to happen to her. His grin changed to a warm and gentle smile as he said, "You forgot that we came in here, together. That means that we go in there together, we get the job done together and we leave here, together. Or not at all." "Busted." she thought to herself. "Now. While I was trying to figure out how to change the color of your battle suit, I came up with couple of ideas. One, they probably know all of your sixteen forms of Kung Fu. They could have downloaded them from movies or training tapes on the net. Why don't you show them your seventeenth form that we've been working on all spring? Monkey Kung Fu. They won't be expecting it and they won't know how to counter it. Defend against it yes, counter attack it, no. Plus one, for you. Number two. We both know that your suit's shield don't work against the Lotus Blade. Wade says it's a physical reality vs. a meta-physical non-reality kinda thing. All I know is that it works. Anyhoo, doing the same thing I did when I drained Shego's power in the Hospital, I want to try and put some of my MMP, which is what the Lotus Blade uses, into your suit's knives. If it works, their shields won't be able to stop your knives and it may help you cut through their metal bodies." "Plus two, for you. So pop those bad boys out here so I can get started. It'll take me a few minutes." "Ron, won t that cut down on your MMP and your fighting abilities, if you use some of your power up on me?" "Naaaa...well...? Maybe a little on my speed. I mean I won't be like a blue blur ginsueing my way through them and maybe my Dragon style stealth will be a little wacked, but believe me when I say this. You are not going in there until I do everything I can to help you. We are both going to be busy and we are going to need everything and anything we can get so let me help, please?" Relenting to his desires, she raise her arms to hold them in front of her and thought "syntho drone." The blades extended from the tops of her wrists. Holding them out for Ron, he pulled back his hood, touched them on their non-cutting sides, and started moving his hands up and down the blades after he closed his eyes. His hands started glowing blue and slowly, so did her blades. A lock of his hair fell across his forehead and she so wanted to reach up and put it back in place. It would have been a simple gesture just to show him how much she cared for him. And it reminded her that he would have needed a hair cut before the wedding. It was almost funny she thought. In reading up for their trip to Japan, she was looking through the traditional dress for Japanese women and had run across an article about hair. It seemed that the Japanese women had long been associated with long, meticulously kept hair, and vice versa. An expression, "A woman's hair is her life." was typical of those times. Thus, a woman cutting her hair, when done by her own choice represented her resolve to make a dramatic break with her own past: to divide time between "the old her" and "the new her" she became after cutting it." Kim thought at the time, that it had sounded a lot like her. She had always had long hair and had taken pride in it. She worked at keeping it in good shape, washing and towel drying it and brushing it one hundred times every night. Well, all most every night. She was still proud of it though and Rom always said he did too. Pride. Her own pride and desires had been one of the things that had caused her to hurt Ron in so many ways. Not bothering to get him out of that locked janitor closet at the dance, not supporting him right off when he wanted to be the Mad Dog mascot, not wanting to go to the junior prom with him because he was low on the "food chain." If she could do it all over again she would just cut her hair and...cut her hair? "An individual's resolve to make a dramatic break with her own past: to divide between "the old her" and "the new her" she became after cutting it." It couldn't be that simple. Could it? An outward sign of repentance of what she'd done. A way to totally forgive herself for what she'd done to Ron in the past. Ron, who only ever wanted to help and encourage her, Ron, who gave her his love, without condition, without limit, and without reservation. Cut her hair. Or better yet have Ron do it. He was the one that she had done all of those things to. Don't try and change her suit. Change her! She could hardly stand still, wanting him to finish what he was doing so they could do this. Now that the idea was in her head, she was almost bursting to get it done. When he finished and her blades now glowed the same blue as the Lotus Blade, she asked, "Can I retract them without losing the glow?" "Well, yeah." he replied. "Good!" She was getting more and more excited as she thought about it. Retracting the blades, she gathered her hair like she was going to tie it in a ponytail, but instead of pulling to the back of her head, she pulled it up to the crown of her head and held it there tightly. "Cut it Ron! Cut it right here. That's how you will be able to tell me apart from them!" When he understood what she wanted him to do, he said," Kim I'm not going to cut it that short! You've always been so proud of how it looks, how long it is and how... how flippy it is." "Ron, please. For more than just that reason, cut it here." she pleaded, indicating the spot just below her hand, next to her head. Reluctantly, he brought the Lotus Blade up and put it where he could cut it without cutting her. She closed her eyes and said to herself, "I do this to pay for what I've done to dishonor and hurt him and do away with those shameful acts so we can move on with our lives together." As he cut the bundled hair, the blade surprised him and glowed blue as it sliced through her hair and for a brief second, so did her entire body. Looking at the hair left on her head, he expected to see something that looked like someone had tried to trim it with a weed wacker at best, but it looked almost like it had been styled. Incredibly short, even shorter than Yori's, but still styled. Holding the hank of hair, he said "Kim. It's done. It's cut" Without opening her eyes, she asked, "How do I look?" Ron almost laughed and said without hesitation, "Beautiful. As always. Just a little different." She felt different. Lighter, less encumbered. She really didn't know how to describe it, but she felt alive as if someone had removed a great weight that had been holding her down. Running her hands through what hair was left, she opened her eyes and softly laughed. At first, Ron thought she was losing it when she laughed. Just a few moments ago she had been somber and ready to go Kamikaze in a room of Kim-bots. Now she sounded like she was getting ready to go to a party. Then she looked at him. Her eyes looked alive, excited, feral, confidant and more things than he had words to describe. She turned to him and took the hank of her long hair from him and threw it on the floor. She then pulled him into a kiss. It only lasted about ten seconds, but three seconds into it, his toes curled. Twice. And stayed that way. After breaking the kiss, she said in a low but excited voice, "For luck. That's what Leia did to Luke, wasn't it?" "Yeah." he answered. "But you are definitely NOT my sister!" She smiled and said, "Are you ready to go there and kick some old Kim Possible butt, about fifteen times, fifteen for you and fifteen for me?" He swallowed and said, catching her excitement, "Okay. Same plan as we discussed?" She shook her head and said, still looking him in the eyes, "That plan was stupid and for losers and we're not losers. We go in together, side by side and we kick their collective asses." "Oh, and just before you take one of them out, remember one of the things that I did that hurt you in the past and channel that into each of them, cause the new Kim will never do that kind of thing to you again. That's what I'm going to do. Psychological therapy in a physical manner." "You got it Kim!" came his answer with a great big smile as he was totally caught up in her excitement now. "Oh and Ron." She added before they went over to the door. "After we get finished with this thing, we go someplace and see about that smile on your face that a mortician won't be able to get rid of." Gulping, he replied. "Make it someplace without windows cause you might shatter the glass before we reach that point." With their backs to the wall, they inched their way to the door opening and he whispered, "We go in on three." Smiling at him, she winked and nodded her head. Staring into each other's eyes, they both said at the same time, "Three!" XXXXXXXXXXXX TBC
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Post by Deleted on Apr 4, 2016 19:13:19 GMT -5
I really like the attention to detail you put in your writing.
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Post by levi2000a on Apr 4, 2016 20:33:48 GMT -5
I really like the attention to detail you put in your writing. Thank you. I always hated the explainable unexplained. Chapter 17
XXXXXXXXXXXX When they entered the room, she went left while he went right. Planting her foot down, she gave a suit augmented power push and leapt into the air while putting a spin on it. She moved her arms straight out from her body and extended her blades. Had Ron been watching her instead of moving up on two of the Kim-bots on his side of the room, he might have described her as looking like a ballerina doing a perfect pirouette or a figure skater doing a perfect scratch spin. If the two Kim-bots seeing her descend towards them had the ability of imagination, they would have described her as a blue and white spinning top of doom. Just before she touched the floor, her blades ripped through the bots' outer flesh shell. By the time her feet had touched the floor, her blades had started to tear apart at the outer metal casings. Kim leaned in and her blades found the inner circuitry, which, for some reason, did not respond well to the conductive syntho-goo that was now washing over them and shorting out their delicate electrical components. "That's for not believing Yori when she said that Ron was a great hero, that he'd saved the Lotus Blade and defeated Monkey Fist." Feeling better about herself, she called out, "That's two down!" Ron may not have been a blur, but he was moving pretty damn fast. The nearest two bots to him were still looking at Kim as she landed so the first got stabbed in it's main processor before it even realized someone else was there. "That's for when I deflected an exploding golf ball that saved you and Shego. The only one that got thanked was Rufus for tossing the Centurion Project on to your arm!" Moving to the other side of the first, he extracted his blade without it ever having come to a full stop, turning full around and in one fluid motion brought the blade down in a diagonal strike against the second, severing the main motivator relay for the lower half, causing a neural feedback that shut it down. "Later you lied to me to avoid going trick or treating, just so you could be with Josh at a party." "Daaang. I guess I did still have a little bit of anger towards Kim." he thought as it felt good to mentally voice his resentment about that time and do something about it. "I wish they had made some Mankey-bots though. That would have made this so much sweeter." He said however, "Plus two more. Total of four!" One came at Kim head on. She threw a right fist to it's face and her blade got hung up on something inside it. Another came up from her now unprotected right side. She threw a right kick to it's chin but it activated it's shield and put a shield bubble around itself. Using the bubble as a spring board, Kim kicked it with both feet and pulled herself free from the first one's face and then jabbed the second bot with a left to the chest, disconnecting it's main power source in the process. "That's for when I tried to change him with that stupid haircut he didn't want in the first place. I just had to prove that I knew what was best for him. Wrong again Possible!" "Up to six now!" she yelled to Ron. From up above the area, in the girders over head, a pair of eyes watched the two young adults wade into battle. "Wow!" said the eye's owner. "Those two definitely need to get laid more often!" On they fought, losing track of time, only thinking about the battle. Ron had taken out another two, but he didn't have time to announce it. Seeing that his blade was penetrating their shields, they switched to a different tactic. Two would get close to him while he was engaged with others and then activate their shield bubbles at maximum size, for an instant. It was like him being the ball in an old fashioned pinball game with their shields being the bumpers. After several hard hits, he leapt free of them into a clear space and came at them from behind again, though not as fast as he had been at the start. "Kim. I lost count. Where are we at?" They had been trying to use the same tactic with her, but she had managed to avoid any serious hits by leaping out of their reach and the fact that she was using two blades instead of one, even though she wasn't as skilled with the two as he was with the one, helped keep them back. "Not sure myself now, Ron. Just keep going till we run out of them." she yelled back. All of the Kim-bots not engaged in fighting stopped, looked at Ron and in a chorus said one word. "Ron?" as some then jumped over the battle line, switched to stealth mode in mid flight and disappeared before landing. As he was about to impale one in front of him and then strike at one to the side, he heard Kim's voice yell, "Ron, look out behind you." Glancing to check on the new problem, he saw nothing, but before he could return his attention to the one in front, he felt two hits. The first on to the jaw from the bot he was getting ready to strike in front of him and then another blow came to his stomach from an unseen attacker. As he fell back to try and recover, he felt another attack the back of his head. He tried to sweep the blade around him in a full circle to clear his immediate space to buy himself some time to recover, but he hit two invisible bots, bringing them out of stealth mode, before he completed it. As he faced the two, he knew he was in trouble having been knocked looply, so he started to call on more of his MMP to regain his awareness. Just as his eyes turned blue to call on his power, a clenched double fist hit him one last time to the back of the head before he went down. Having heard a voice that sounded like her's yell a warning to Ron, she knew what they were doing. They were using her voice and his name to distract him and gang up on him. Knowing that any warnings would be worthless now, she quickly located where he was, just after he had taken the unseen blows to the back of his head. Several jumps and a hand spring brought her close to him as she saw him crumple to the floor. A final leap brought her into a protective stance straddling his prone and unconscious body. Seeing that several of the bots were already in her shield's range, she activated it for the first time. Those bots, and it sounded like some that she hadn't seen, were thrown away from her, much as they had tried to do with her and Ron. They went flying and took out several more as they hit them, kind of like a bowling ball knocking down pins. After shutting down her shield like Wade had warned her to do to conserve it, she looked around and saw over a dozen of her duplicates left that weren't using stealth mode. She had no idea how many of those there could be. Rufus had been doing his part, hitting them low and stay out of their sight. She couldn't see him now so he was still sticking to the plan. This was bad. Ron was down so she was on her own, she had no idea how many more times she could count on her own shields to work, her blades weren't glowing as brightly as they had been when they started and the two of them were now surrounded by Kim-bots. She had taken several blows, nothing as nearly as bad as he had taken, but she was feeling them and knew that she was down to maybe seventy or seventy five percent. "Ron, this would be a good time for you to get up now and help me." she muttered to her fallen fiance. "Oh, I don't think he'll be getting up in time to save you from being killed. That is, unless you surrender yourself to me and come along quietly." said a male voice from the back of the room. All of the Kim-bots had stopped where they were as they waited for the slow, yet very loud, footsteps of the "man" to approach. As she saw the dark figure start to come to where she could see him, she knew she didn't need to see his face to know who it was. She had seen and heard him yesterday, in her nightmare. "Eric." she growled the name even before he had stopped behind the line of androids. "Why Kim, I'm flattered. You remember me, but then I always meant for you to remember me. Too bad we didn't get a chance at to go to "finish," our date. That might have been even more memorable. Have you enjoyed that little special bit of coding I had implanted in your brain yet? You'll never be able to get that one out. It's in way to deep. You'll be dreaming about that for the rest of your life. Which is real and which is the dream?" he said with a smug smile on his fake face. He then held up a small pink object and said, "And I don't think that this gross little thing will be coming to your rescue either this time, if it can ever do anything again." Kim could see that it was Rufus. She couldn't tell if the little guy was just unconscious or........something else. As soon as he gave her enough time to identify the mole rat, Eric tossed it in the far corner like a piece of trash. "You see, we learn from our mistakes. A simple sub routine to detect air displacement. Now, what's it going to be? You surrender now, abandoning your sidekick and retain the hope of escaping some day to defeat us in the future or stand with the loser and you two lose together, for the last time?" She answered, "So which one are you? 902 or any up to 909? You all look and sound so much alike that I can't tell the difference. You all sound like a typical syntho-drone. Some might say pretty to look at but nothing really on the inside where it counts, except for a bunch of goo." Chuckling he said, "Does it really matter? We all have the same memories, and share the same mind now. And that by the way is your one stall question. No more. No hopes of stalling till your sidekick can get up." "Now answer the question in the next ten seconds or they attack. Surrender or die with the loser." She remembered saying, "Some things have to be sacrificed to keep the world safe." Of course she was thinking about herself at the time. Ron saying, "Together, or not at all." and then herself saying, "for what I've done to dishonor and hurt him and do away with those shameful acts so we can move on with our lives together." "No real question at all." she replied with pride in her heart as she assumed a battle ready stance. "Let's see how your fakes stand up to the real thing. A woman protecting the man she loves, just like he always did for me, so bring it on goo boy. Let's dance, one last time." The smug smile left Eric's face and was replaced with a scowl as he said, "Too bad Kim. It could have been, ...........interesting." He then said to the Kim-bots, "Kill them. Kill them both." As they started to advance towards Kim and Ron, a green and black clad figure made her final leap from over head to the main floor. "My, my. Looks like someone found one of my old Christmas wish lists. A room of Kimmies and no one will object if I play a little rough and break a few." She said as both of her hands ignited with green plasma, highlighting the smirk on her face. Both Kim and Eric said in unison, "Shego?" "Shego, What are you doing here?" asked Kim, first to recover from the shock of her arrival. "Nerdlinger called us for help as we were getting ready to leave the hospital. He said you might need some back up. Something about everybody else had crapped out on you guys. Hope your mom doesn't charge too much for babysitting little Ronnie." she said while watching Eric's every move. "Shego, what's going on here?" Eric asked in a demanding voice. "You work for Drakken!" "Yeah, well you see that little arrangement has changed over the years." she replied. "Why? Wasn't he paying you enough money? That's why she (indicating Kim,) was brainwashed to report to you that Contingency Plan Nine, Zero, Zero Mark Nine was in effect. So you could relay that information to Dr Drakken like a good little lackie." At the word "lackie," the plasma around Shego's hands blazed again and burned twice as bright. "Are you talking to me?" Shego asked him in a quiet and dangerous voice. "Are you talking to me?" she said again in a much louder voice. "Are you standing there talking to me calling me a lackie?" "Fire in the Hole!" She yelled as she started throwing plasma left and right at the Kim-bots. The first one didn't seem to be ready as the green plasma hit it's "flesh," and boiled it's isomorphic fluid in an instant. With the sudden loss of memory, it's processor shut the system down awaiting a restart. The others had their shields wink on long enough to protect them from the blast and then wink off. "Reassign FOF (Friend or Foe.)" yelled Eric. "New Shego designation; Foe." "Shego Run!" yelled Kim. "You couldn't take on one of me the first time I wore the battle suit, let alone this many." "Yeah, but I learn from my past mistakes too." With that, she spread her fingers out and brought her hands up to face the main group of remaining Kim-bots. Separate flames sprouted from each one like mini-flamethrowers and engulfed the group, as she kept the flames well away from Kim and Ron. Eric wisely retreated out of range of the attack. All of the remaining bots, including the seven that were using the stealth mode shield came on to protect themselves. Shego had been working on this new attack for some time, but the question was how long she could keep a sustained sheet of plasma flame going like this. Wade had told them about the flaw in the bots' shields and that it would take about three or four seconds of them being on continuously before there could be any hope of them shutting down. Shego's problem was that this attack used up a lot of her power in a short space of time. The only time she used it, she only fired very short bursts, to drive her intended targets undercover. She never tried it for any length of time. Plus the fact that she was still recovering from just having given birth two days prior, her energy resources weren't at one hundred per cent to begin with. At "one Mississippi," her brow was already sweating. At "two Mississippi," she was starting to feel light headed. In-between two and three she yelled, "Drew! Get your butt in here, now!" At "Three Mississippi," her arms felt like lead and she let out a cry, trying to summon up any bit of energy she had left. At "Four Mi...............," her flames went out, her powers exhausted. She staggered but managed to stay standing by leaning against the doorway. The three nearest Kim-bots, having kept their shield on too long, robbing too much power from the central processors, shut down and fell over, leaving sixteen still fully functional Kim-bots that had managed to shut down their shields in time. "Kill her as well as the other two." commanded Eric. "We've been distracted long enough." As the closest Kim-bot advanced on Shego, the others turned and started advancing on Kim and Ron. All were moving slowly as they were recharging themselves. As the one getting ready to attack the now exhausted and defenseless Shego, it raised it's arm to deliver the killing blow. Before it could bring that arm down, a booted foot came through the doorway and caught it in the middle of it's back sending it across the room to land at the feet of the other bots. "No one little Missy and nothing raises a hand to my wife and no one is going to harm our friends today either. Not if I can do anything about it. And I can." said a very, very angry Drew Lipski as he entered the room.
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Post by levi2000a on Apr 4, 2016 20:46:33 GMT -5
Chapter 18
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Eric asked, "Doctor Drakken? Is that you?" "Yes!" he replied with a strong and forceful voice which then turned normal when he added, "Er........ah.......no." then back to the forceful voice, "The name is Lipski. Drew Lipski. Dr Drakken no longer exists." "About time you showed up." said a still exhausted Shego with a slight smile on her face. Glancing at his wife, he said, "Sorry. The shoulder straps for the Super High Pollinator got tangled in the straps for Veronica's car seat. I used to think I was evil. Whoever designed those darn seats was totally diabolical." "Alright! We'll watch a video on Me-tube about it when we get home." she said slightly exasperated. "Just focus right now." "Oh. Right." He said as he turned back to Eric. "It's too bad about Dr Drakken no longer existing. I'm sure the Lowardians would have given him the planet to rule on their behalf since he created most of the devices used in taking it over. All they supplied was the Siege Battle Computer." replied Eric with a smile on his face. "Given........me........the........planet to rule? Questioned Drew, his tone more humbled if not meek. Hearing indecision and/or regret in her husband's voice, Shego said, "Veronica and I would be kept as their slaves to keep you in check, if we were even allowed to live!" That was all it took to snap Drew out of his old fantasy, his wife and daughter kept as slaves? Reaching behind him, he grabbed the nozzle for his Super High Pollinator and aimed it at the middle of the group of Kim-bots. A little splashed around Kim and Ron and Shego yelled, "Keep it away from Cupcake and sidekick. She's the one with really short hair." "Eh?.......Oh!.......It is short now." he said as he took a real look at her for the first time. "Really short!" "Reassign FOF." yelled Eric. "New Doctor Drakken designation; Foe." At that point, the vines had already grown and were beginning to bloom. "I told you that new accelerant to the growth formula would work Shego." "Plants! Attack the long haired Kim Possibles. All of them. And then Eric." At that point Kim yelled, "No! Leave Eric for me. I've got a score to settle with him." she added with a look that scared even Drew. "Very well. Plants just crush the long haired Kim Possibles." Drew amended his command. The plants immediately sprang to life wrapping their vines around the Kim-bots. Just as they were about to squeeze, the bots activated their protective bubbles and since the vines couldn't be repulsed because of their closeness to them, they were cut off right where the bubbles manifested themselves. "That's the same way you took down the Lowardian walkers when Warhawk and Warmonger tried to take over the planet and they failed. Did you really think that we wouldn't discover a way to defend against it?" mocked Eric. "Great." thought Kim. "He comes up with a really great idea, and it's only good for one shot." It was then that she started to notice an odor. It reminded her of when she had to watch Mrs. Folegershum's cats and she and Ron got called away on a mission. By the time she got back, there was a distinct smell coming from their litter box. Bending down, she realized the smell was coming from some of Drew's formula that had spattered near them. "He must use ammonium nitrate as part of his growth formula, the same stuff terrorists use to make home-made bombs." she thought. "Hmmm. Ammonium nitrate? Ammonia? Ammonia capsules?" Quickly she dabbed a little on her fingers and started waving it under Ron's nose, hoping the smell would have the same effect that ammonia capsules or smelling salts do. "Hmmm." said Drew. "Using their shields as pruning trimmers. I wish I had thought of a counter attack for that." Shego muttered "Great." under her breath. Eric's smile just grew bigger until Drew Lipski snapped his fingers and said. "Oh wait. I did." "You don't know much about plant life do you Eric? You see, when you prune a bush or vine in the middle of its growth period, it just becomes................ bushier." At that moment, the cut off stub of each of the vines sprouted two new vines where there had only been one. Both went into attack with the number of vines now doubled. The Kim-bots repeated their shield activation having less time in between their uses. Drew was attempting to drain their shield's power by constantly having to use them without recharging so they wouldn't be able to re-activate. His vines could then finish them off. "Aha, Shego." Drew said to her while keeping his eyes on his plants. "This might be a good time for you to leave." Having gotten enough strength back to at least stand, she asked "Whadda mean Drew?" "The plants will only be able to re-grow themselves for so long and I don't know which will give out first, their shields or my formula." "Come with me Doc?" she asked looking at him. "We can try and find something to come back and help the two love birds." "Because I've got to stay and control the plants, keep them attacking, or at least try and keep them from Kimberly and Ron for a few seconds longer. They might still be able to do something. They always managed to against us. Besides, someone's got to take care of little Veronica Ann and I'd rather (pause) know that it was you." Shego stepped up beside him and said, "God, you're sexy when you're being heroic." Not knowing how long she would be able to keep them that way, she re-ignited her hands with green plasma. "That or when you're being really stupid. I'm not sure which one this is this time." He smiled and said softly to her, "I love you too, Shego." XXXXXXXXXXXX Doing her best to keep from sticking her fingers up Ron's nose, Kim kept waving them under it. Her blades had stopped glowing blue before Drew had entered the room. "Come on Ron." She said softly to him. "We could really use you now. I really need you here with me. One way or the other. Even if it's just to say good bye. Come on." Ron started to wake up enough to try and get away from the smell, but he still wasn't awake awake. Thinking she knew what might get through to him, Kim said, "Ron, Kimmie's in danger. You have to help her, NOW or she'll die." His eyes opened wide and scanned the room, seeing what was happening. He closed them again. "They've got one more growth left. I'll do my best to last as long as possible but you really need to go now." Drew said to his wife. "I've got enough for one, maybe two blasts, then I'm done." she replied. "I love you Drew. I don't know if I ever said it like that before, but I do." "You have told me that Shego, just by being there with me at my side. Just like you've always done." XXXXXXXXXXXX Ron's eyes opened again, but instead of their normal chocolate brown color, they were glowing a solid light blue. Kim didn't know how he did it, but it looked as if unseen hands lifted him up to his feet. His ninja hood had fallen back and she could see his hair flutter from a wind that had no source and it was growing stronger and more forceful. Without moving his legs, he seemed to drift out into the middle of the fight between the Kim-bots and the plants. Kim reminded him not to go full monkey for fear of damaging the Lowardian battle computer. Once he was in the center of the room, the unseen wind turned into a gale force, creating a tornado with him being the eye of the storm. He was calling the power to him. "You two might want get out now." Kim yelled to the Lipski's. She had to yell now, just to be heard over the sound of the winds. "What about you?" Shego yelled back. Kim smiled and said, "No matter what, Ron will never hurt me." "Are you willing to bet your life on that?" Drew yelled not really sure if she could even hear him now. Kim just smiled and gave them the thumbs up sign and nodded her head as they stepped back out of the room. The blue energy of mystical monkey power completely filled Ron and his whole body glowed with it. It lifted him up off of the floor as a red whirlwind whipped around the him, ripping the Kim-bots and plants alike off the floor, making them fly around the room. They collided with each other as their shields winked on and off. Some not in time as they were crushed or torn apart by unseen hands with the sound of thousands of crazed monkeys filling the room. Shego and Drew looked back inside the room. The parts and pieces that had been Kim-bots started to fall to the floor as the number of whole bot dwindled down as they were torn apart till there was only one left. It had its shields on and it was lifted straight up by an unseen hand and then slammed down against the concrete. Its shields gave out on impact and its body crushed into the floor. Wires sticking out of arms and legs would occasionally spark or limbs would twitch, but that was all the movement they could see. Off to the side, they saw Kim watching Ron as she stood where she should have been knocked to the floor form the forces whirling about in the room, but her short hair wasn't even blown out of place by it. She noticed the tops of her wrists were glowing again, so she activated her blades. They came out glowing brighter than ever, which she retracted till she would need them. She could see that on the far side of the room, Eric was holding on to a pipe running up the wall. Ron was leaving him untouched so she could deal with him. He remembered her wish from yesterday and she would have to thank him later. Finally, it seemed finished. As the wind died down, Ron's body lowered till his feet were back on the floor. As she started over to him, he started to collapse. Sprinting the rest of the way, she caught him before he reached the floor. As she held him, his eyes fluttered open and he smiled at her. "Holding back is a lot harder than just opening up and letting her rip." he said. "Are you alright Kim? I didn't hurt you did I?" Smiling to hide her tears of worry over him, she said, "I'm perfectly fine. I don't believe you could ever hurt me, even if you wanted to. Are You alright? That's what's important now." "Yeah." he said as he sat up. "Just give me a second to collect myself. I, ah, left you one as a present." he said as he nodded his head in Eric's direction. "You said you want to deal with him yourself. Consider it a pre-wedding wedding present." "Have you seen Rufus?" he asked as he was standing up. "I didn't see him as I was..." His voice trailed off as he saw Kim staring at the corner where Eric had thrown the body, grief was written all over her face. All emotion drained from Ron's face as he said, before walking over to the corner, "Take care of pretty boy over there Kim. I'll go see if...................if Rufus needs some cheese." She turned to face Syntho Drone #902. She would no longer think of "it," as "Eric." That would only make it sound human and it was nothing more than a bag of goo and a few electronic parts that tried to turn her into a tool to hurt her friends and the people she loved with. "Kim." it said as it tried to put on its most appealing face. "You're one of the good guys. You won't hurt me. I'm unarmed." She started walking very slowly towards him saying, "You're not human. You're a machine, but I will keep that as a suggestion. However, I don't think you'll last long enough to get to the dismemberment part of what I have planned for you."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 4, 2016 20:53:18 GMT -5
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Post by levi2000a on Apr 4, 2016 22:08:57 GMT -5
Chapter 19
XXXXXXXXXXXX "Kim...... Kimberly." said #902, "I'm sensing a certain amount of hostility coming from you." "Get use to it." she replied. "Is this the same person that asked her mother, "Is it just me, or is he perfect?" just before I took you to your junior prom?" When he quoted her, she heard her own voice saying those words, like he had recorded them for playback at this time. Her advance paused as she remembered having said those words. She had thought he was perfect at that time. But she had realized that she had been perfect too. A perfect idiot! Ignoring what she had with Ron for something with a little more shine to it, a little more polish and nothing on the inside. Something to shut Bonnie with her damn food chain issues, up, something that she had bought into at one point. Old Kim. Before the haircut cut Kim. Not who she was now Kim. In an instant, thanks to her battle suit and rage, she was in front of him and had already delivered an old fashioned, battle suit enhanced, uppercut. He almost looked like one of those old cartoons where the character had lost its head and the hands came up to find it. Then they went behind its back and pulled the head back up into place. A couple quick turns of the head and it snapped back where it was suppose to be. She then heard #902, using her father's voice say, "Kimmie-cub! I'm surprised at you, cause this young man's got it going on!" A flurry of lefts and rights to the jaw followed, each punctuating her word. "Nobody. (punch) Calls. (punch) Me. (punch) That. (punch) But. (punch) My. (punch) Father. (punch) When she was done, its face looked like a piece of clay that someone had beaten with a baseball bat, but slowly it started to reshape itself until it once again looked like it was suppose to, unharmed and untouched. "Drew!" she shouted. "Did you put any kind of pain receptors in these things?" "I did!" he answered. "But they must have disabled them." "Great." she muttered. "What’s the matter Kim?" asked #902. "Is that all you've got? The great Kim Possible and she can't even handle her old boy friend?" Thinking "Syntho Drone," she moved her blade to its crotch. "Hmm. This reminds me of my mother's old Ken Doll. Nothing there. Not a real man." as she then brought the glowing blade up and sliced him open to his chin. He "goo-ed," (I can't say bled,) out in only a second. The damnable thing about it was that the smile never left its face. Breathing hard from sheer anger, the only thing Kim could think to say was, "Too soon. It goaded me into ending it too soon." Walking through the mess on the floor she went over to Ron. He had walked over and during her fight, had found his little friend. Gently as possible he had picked up the pink body and held it in one hand while covering it with the other as he sat down. Both hands then started glowing blue as he closed his eyes and sat there till the fight was over and Kim walked over to him. "Ron?" she asked with concern in her voice. "He' alive. Barely." came his soft reply. "I think they may have broken every bone in his body but his skull, but he'll live." "How about you Kim? Feel any better now?" Sighing, she said, "No. It was about as satisfying as taking out the trash. Just something you have to do." "I underst......." he stopped in the middle of his word. Looking behind her at the back of the room, he then said, "Maybe you'll get another chance." With a confused look on her face, she turned and saw another #900 unit walking from the back. Looking quickly, she saw the other one where she had left it on the floor. She now had brand new unit to face. "Hey Drew. How many units did you say that machine could make?" she asked him as both he and his wife had moved closer to them by now. "Ah ten." he answered. "But three have now been accounted for." "Seven left then. Seven more bags of trash. Oh goodie." she said flatly, more to herself than the others. "Want me to take out the trash Kim?" Ron asked. "No. You stay here and help Rufus." she responded. "Unfortunately I've used up all of my formula or I could take it out." said Drew. "And I've haven't got enough energy left really to light a cigar to celebrate our daughter's birth." added Shego. Kim smiled and said, "Don't worry about it. I think I've got it my revenge issues under control now so I just take care of it quickly. That way we can finish this and all go home." As she approached the oncoming syntho-drone, Kim noticed that it had a metal rod in its hand. Moving quickly in to attack with her enhanced blades, the drone brought the rod up and instead of trying to block her attack, which would have resulted with the rod being cut in two different places, merely defected both blades away from it. This left Kim's jaw open for a split second which the drone took delivering a left cross to her. She turned her head just as the blow should have made contact, so it was a glancing blow at best. Spinning with the blow brought her into a face to face with the new drone as she quickly went on the defense as it attacked with his staff. Three things happened almost at the same time. One, Ron was on his feet calling to her as he was gently handing Rufus off to Shego so he could come and help her. She yelled back to him that she could handle it. Two, this drone was faster than the other one. Hell, it was almost faster than she was with her suit augmenting her speed. Three, she had seen #901 burst through the roof of Bueno Nacho Corporate office tower so they had almost super strength yet, the power behind the blow that hit her was less than something from a four year old child. Either this one wasn't as strong as the others for some reason, or it was pulling its punches. "A Ken doll huh?" spat the drone at her as it pressed its attack. "Isn't that what you wanted? An emasculated pretty boy to tell you how beautiful you were and make you feels like you were the queen of the world? Be the envy of all of your friends?" She ignored his taunts as she waited. When the moment came, she stabbed it in its left leg. A quick spurt of red goo came out, but the puncture quickly sealed itself. With a stunned look of momentary shock and disbelief on her face, the drone backhanded her and said with a laugh, "New" and "Improved." The next thing she knew Ron was there and was fending the drone off with the Lotus Blade. Once again, the blow from the drone was weak. Her own mother had slapped her harder a couple of nights ago for what she had said about Ron. Something was wrong. Bad wrong, as Ron would have said, but she had no time for that now. "Ron, remember? He's mine. I can and will handle him, so back off now. Please?" "Fine. But the next one is mine." Ron said as he gave one more blow to make it back up while he pulled out so Kim could move in and resume the fight. Two more minutes of fighting and then it made a grievous mistake, leaving her an opening so she could slash its right arm. The cut was too big for it to mend before the arm and only the right arm could deflate. Before it could recover the stainless steel rod it had been using as weapon, she slashed its left arm which also deflated. "Now you're unarmed." said Kim as it smiled as she cut a diagonal slash across its main torso. This time its entire body deflated as it joined the previous drone on the floor. And it still had that smile on its face. As she walked back to the group, she heard Drew say, "Sorry Ronald, but it will take almost two hours to make a new syntho drone. That one must have been #903. If it was held in stasis in the tank till #902 failed, then the system will have to start making #904 from the very beginning." "If" it was held is stasis?" asked Kim as she joined them. "Well, yes." Drew went on. "There is a setting to go ahead and make all the available drones one after the other or spit them out after making some changes to the programming or design, like that one. But! If the computer systems had done that, then why would they be attacking one at a time? That wouldn't make any sense. Wouldn't they all be attacking at the same time?" "Aaa, guys." said Shego as she held Rufus cradled in her arms like she would her own child. "I think I found someone that might be able to answer that." she finished as she indicated a new drone approaching from the rear of the room. "This one's mine." said Ron as he started to meet the Drone in the center of the room. "Rufus got one, Kim's gotten two, hell; even a damn garden rake got one. About time I got a shot at one of them for what they've done to everybody." "Ahh, the emasculated sidekick to tell her how beautiful she is." it said as it approached Ron. "Hey!" replied Ron in an angry voice as he pulled the Lotus Bade from the scabbard on his back. "You forgot "pretty," and I resemble that remark!" "Not wanting to try it on your own huh? Afraid you might fail in front of her, again? And she said that I'm not a real man." was #904's reply. Ron just smiled and said." Ya know, if you could feel pain, I might be willing to go mano e mechano goo-o with you, but since you can't, why should I bother? You're just a window store dummy with a superiority complex." The drone jerked its head to the left and Ron could hear a click as it said, "There. I reactivated my pain receptors. Want to see what you can do on your own, or are you still a big loser?" "Alright." said Ron as he re-sheathed his blade and assumed a fighting stance monkey style. "You're on syntho dude. Let's rock." As they started to fight, Kim started to call Wade to try and get a better location for those two computers when Shego whispered to her, "Something's not right. I don't know what it is, but doesn't feel good." "What do you mean?" Shego almost growled in frustration for not being able to remember as she said, "I don't know. This almost feels familiar. Only it was back when we were fighting you."" Kim thought for a second and realized that the drones were using her's and Ron's special fail safe tactic against them. Stalling. They were being played. "Ron!" she yelled. "They're stalling us. Take it out quickly. I'll call Wade and get the location of those computers." "Awww man!" Ron said sadly as he pulled the Lotus Bade out again. "I never to get have any fun." He finished as he brought the blade across and through the drone's body in a diagonal cut. Sparks and wiring showed the drone to have a BeBe type body inside of its goo flesh, similar to what the Kim-bots had, as the upper half slid off to the side of the lower half. "Wade." she said after having gotten her Kimmunicator out and activated. "Thank God you're alright." said the young genius. "I saw the droids being deactivated on my scans but I had no idea how you guys were. Are Ron and Rufus alright? Did shego and Drew get there?" "Ron's fine but Rufus is banged up pretty bad, but Ron says he'll be okay. Shego and Drew saved our cans, but we need to locate and destroy the link between those two computers. Can you find them now using the Kimmunicator's sensors?" Wade did some rapid typing on his keyboard and said, "Straight ahead of you and to the left is a room. The signals seem to be coming from there." "Do you detect any more droids or bots in between us?" "Scans show all clear Kim." Wade finished. "That's not right." she said more to herself than not. To Shego and Drew she said, "You guys had best stay here till Shego get her powers back up. Shego, take care of Rufus please while Ron and I check it out." As Kim looked down to say something to Rufus, who seemed to be happy where he was nestled next to Shego bosom, she noticed a stain, lower on Shego's jumpsuit. Looking closer at it she said, "Shego, you're bleeding down there." Shego looked at the spot and said, "Dammit. I must have ripped a staple from the episiotomy. I'll be okay. You take care of those computers and then we can all go back to the hospital." Going quickly over to Ron she said, "Come on. Wade's got the fix on where those computers should be and there might be five more of those 900 series drones running around somewhere." Moving quickly as possible, the two man team did as they had always done, covered each other's back. They found no sign of any other person, droid or bot. They did find an overhead door that led to the room that Wade indicated. After pushing the up button and waiting for the door to open, they were on guard for anything, but nothing happened as it opened. Inside the room was a square wooden crate that had the identification marking for the alien computer cube that GJ had stamped on it and right beside it was the tank and unit that Drew had said was for producing the 900 series syntho drones. After searching the small room, they found nothing else and Kim called Drew back and asked him to open up the computer compartment for the production equipment. He had explained to them earlier that the housing was actually part of the Hephaestus project of cybertronic technology that he had stolen from her father. The "living metal," housing would only open to his hand placed in the very center of the panel. After opening it while Kim and Ron stood guard, Drew looked in and said, "We have a problem here folks." Looking into the compartment, Kim saw a small box with several blinking lights on it and cables, but no computer. Pulling out the Kimmunicator again, she said, "Wade. What the hell is going on here?" As Wade ran his scans, Ron moved over to the crate and using the Lotus Blade, after converting it into a pry bar, opened the crate that was supposed to be holding the alien computer. The crate was empty. "crap!" said Wade. "It's a repeater. It receiving the signal and rebroadcasting it. It's a decoy to lure us here." After a second, he said," Kim! There should be a cable plugged into the back of that unit. Unplug it and plug it into your Kimmunicator. I should be able to trace the signal back to its current location." While he was doing that, Drew opened the tank to check how many of the chips were still in it. As soon as he opened it, he almost collapsed from the stench that poured out of it. "I think I found that, or what's left of that missing Global Justice agent." "Kim!" interrupted Wade. "The signal is being sent from the Middleton Space Research Facility and they've got a rocket scheduled to launch in an hour." "Wade, what good will it do them if it's in space? Won't that just eliminate our problem?" asked Kim. "No. The trajectory will take it very close to the orbiting space station that Ron's friend Frederick was stationed on." "Once again Wade, so? That station only had peaceful experiments on it. No weaponry of any kind." "Kim, that was before the Lowardian invasion. The governments have been upgrading it to be a part of the first line of defense in case the Lowardians try it again! It's unmanned now, but it has several different types of weapons and automatic defensive systems on line and ready. It also has communication capability so that those computers would have access to anything and everything on-line, public, private and military. It could take control of all systems in less than a day." "Wade, call my father and have him abort the launch. Tell him it's for his little rocket booster Kimmie Cub. He'll understand." "No can do Kim. It's a military launch and the Facility has gone into a complete communication blackout. They must have secured a special line out to send that signal to the repeater." "Ron. Can your Geo get us to my father in time to stop that launch?" "No prob-lemo KP. It may not be fast, but it's maneuverable as hell. It'll get us there with time to burn, even if we have to drive on the sidewalks." he responded as they got ready to move. "Drew, Get your wife and Rufus to the hospital. We'll meet you there once we get this thing taken care of." "But Kimberly. Won't they be in a total lockdown? How will you get in?" "Don't bother us with details Drew." Ron said with a smile. "They only get in our way."
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Post by levi2000a on Apr 5, 2016 17:32:02 GMT -5
Chapter 20
This chapter was written in memory of Robert G. Carlotta, a good friend that lost his battle with lung cancer. I miss you Bob. 11/8/12
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As Ron drove his little blue geo as fast as he could, Kim wasn't worried. Well, she wasn't worried much. Alright. He was scaring the hell out of her. She had no idea that his car would be able to fit under a semi trailer. Several times. At 60mph in a 45 zone, but his eyes were now glowing about the same shade of blue as his car. Each and every time though, she didn't say anything. She had to remind herself that she trusted Ron and knew that he would rather kill himself than risk harming her in anyway, so she kept quiet. She ended up calling Wade to distract her from something that she had no control over. "Wade, if they have gone into a blackout, will we be able to get in without having to run through a gate?" "Doubt it Kim. I'm on my way over there now. They might let me through since I do work there on occasion and have my own work station." "Wade, if you're on your way over now then how can I be talking to you?" "I sorta made my own Master Kimmunicator, especially for me. I can do some of the stuff that I can do from my home with it. I should get there before you guys. I've got less distance to travel. That'll still leaves us forty five minutes to stop the launch." "Dang!" he continued. "I'm getting dizzy just watching you two on my screen swerve through traffic." "Wade. Shouldn't you be watching the road instead of watching us on your screen?" "Nah. Dr. Freeman built me a S.A.D.I. like his, for some work I helped him with. I keep forgetting about it since I hardly ever use it. Monique likes to drive and she doesn't like letting S.A.D.I. have control." he answered. "She'd just jealous of my headlights." said a familiar female voice. Kim remembered Dr. Freeman's Systemized Automotive Driving Intelligence or S.A.D.I. for short, from back when she was taking Driver's Ed in high school just as the onboard intelligence said to Wade, "Dr Load. According to the distance they've covered and time it's taken them to get to their current location which doesn't make any kind of sense on how they did it, they will probably arrive at the research facility before we do." "Thank you Sadie." said Wade. He was long use to Kim and Ron accomplishing things that made no sense to him on how they did them. "We'll meet you there then Wade." she said as she put the Kimmunicator away so she could go back to using both hands to hold on to the car. Ron glanced at her and said, "Does my driving make you nervous Kim?" "No." she answered far too quickly. "Not at all. I have total trust in you and your driving skills." Smiling to himself, he said to her, "Well, in that case you might want to loosen your grip on the dashboard and your door handle. I'm sure your knuckles would appreciate having blood flowing in them again." Looking at her hands, they had turned almost white from her grip. "Sorry." she said as she smiled sheepishly as she tried to will herself to relax. "So." Ron said to try and help her accomplish that, "I agree with you and I think we could do a pretty good job of it. Of course, we might have to make some changes to our life style." Frowning, she asked, "What?" "Taking Drew and Shego up on their request to take care of Veronica Ann if anything should happen to them. You and I both want children eventually, and I don't really see a problem with little Ronnie Ann if it comes to that. It also shows how much both Drew and Shego have come to trust us. I'm kinda proud of that." "Ron! This is so....." She didn't finish saying "not the time," as the passenger sun visor dropped down after he hit a bump and she saw her new haircut for the first time in the makeup mirror. It reminded her of "Why" it was short. Why wasn't this the time she asked herself? They were traveling to the situation, they didn't know what they'd find and worrying about it wasn't going to help, so why wasn't it the time? Smiling at how he tried to take her mind off worthless worrying, she sat there and was finally able to say, "I'm sorry. I'm glad you said "us," Ron. And I'm proud of that too, almost as proud as I am of who I'm going to marry. We will make good parents someday and I know we'll have enough love to share with little Ronnie too, if we ever have to." Still smiling to herself, she decided to try a little of Ron's medicine out on him. "Do you think Shego would be willing to be one of my bridesmaids at our wedding?" she asked, thinking she might be able to surprise him. "Don't see why not." he responded without missing a beat. "Drew agreed to be a holder for one of the huppah poles. Felix never did feel comfortable with doing that so he wanted me to find someone else if possible. He can still usher the guests." Looking at the astonished look on her face he then asked, "What?" "When did you have time to ask Drew that?" "When we were at their place, after he asked us about Veronica. You went to use the bathroom before we left and I had the chance to talk to him then. Why? Is there something wrong?" "No." she answered, and then more quietly she said, "It's just that you never stop surprising me." "Whoops! Hang on Kim!" he yelled as he took a hard left at sixty miles an hour and then speeded up. "Like just now." said Kim. "I had no idea you could get a Geo up on its right two wheels and not crash." "Want ta know the truth?" he looked over at her and then came his silly grin. "I didn't know I could either, till just now." They were each able to keep a straight face for about three seconds before they both broke out laughing at each other. xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Arriving at the Space Center, they saw the main gate was closed and had two armed men dressed in military uniforms standing in front of it. Stopping at the guard house just before it, the guard came out and immediately recognized both Kim and Ron. "Frank." Kim said. "We really need to get in there to see my dad. It's an emergency." "Sorry Kim. This is a military launch and they are taking it quite seriously." he said as he indicated the two armed guards. "Absolutely no one in or out. I can't even phone anyone inside. All cell phones and such were confiscated as people entered today. I've never seen anything like it before. They even got my phone." "I can't do anything till after the launch, Kim. If you two come back in," and he glanced at the clock hanging on the wall inside the shack. "about forty minutes, then I might be allowed to let you in." Just as she was going to try and explain to him, a red SUV pulled up and Wade got out. "Frank, you have got to let us into the center. The whole world could be at stake!" Wade said before he had even taken two steps out of his vehicle. "Dr Load, like I was just explaining to Kim and Ron here, even if I wanted to, those two guards over there, have orders to shoot anybody that gets too close to the gate. My hands are tied." "Sadie, see if you can tap into their computer system from here using your wireless." Wade then asked his SUV. "You won't be able to do that Dr Load. They were ordered to shut down all wireless routers in the center, as a part of the blackout." said Frank. "Wade." said Kim. "Can your super kimunicator track down those resonating crystals and give us some idea where those drones or bots are?" "No Kim. It's good, but not that good. I'd need to be at my workstation at home or the one in the mission control tower to do that." "Dr Load. I am picking up some wireless chatter, but nothing having to do with the Space Center." said Sadie. "Have you considered reversing your tracking idea? You could send a signal back on the same frequency to those crystals and possibly have them resonate in a fixed pattern. You may not have much range with the equipment you have, but it should cause them to create an audible give away." Wade didn't reply, he just reached in a pocket and pulled out a rolled up flexible keyboard which he plugged into his Kimmunicator and started typing. Ron moved over to stand by him to watch. While he was doing that, Kim asked Sadie, "What kind of wireless chatter are you picking up? The center is kind of remote for random router signals out here." "It's on an unusual frequency and from what the guard said shouldn't be happening. It's mostly text messaging that's been encrypted." "Can you break the encryption and tell me what it said?" "Just a second." Sadie responded. "There. I started doing that as soon as I detected them but it took a few minutes to break it. User 1; "They're here." User 2; "Delay them while we finish and dispose of all avenues of pursuit." Just then, Wade said, "There. I've uploaded the program to both of your Kimunicators and it should be running now. You'll hear a beep code coming from the circuit boards whenever you're within forty feet of one. You should be able to recognize it." "Beep Beep Be Beep." Kim and Ron checked their kimunicators having heard the ring tone. "Beep Beep Be Beep." "Guys." said Wade. "It's not your kimunicator. That's the beep code I wrote to alert us about the circuit boards. I can write the coding for that in my sleep." "Beep Beep Be Beep." Following the path of the sound, they looked over and saw the two military guards looking at each other and then back at the trio. As they raised their guns to fire on them, Ron's ancient Oriental ring reformed itself into a full shield that he held up to provide cover for all of them. Kim, not knowing how long her suit's shield would last, ducked behind Ron and helped him to shield Wade. Frank wisely dove for cover in the guard shack. Three things happened next, two of them almost at the same time. The third followed shortly thereafter. Ron knew that he was held in place protecting Kim and Wade. The two drones were staggering their reloads so that one was firing at them at all time. The S.A.D.I. unit identified the two drones as non-human. When this unit was given to Wade, it was programmed to follow a certain set of parameters. One was to take no human life, even if it meant the destruction of said unit. Another was to protect at all cost its owner or partner, who was Wade Loade, so long as it didn't violate the first rule. When the unit saw the two non human forms attacking the trio of people, it activated its defense grid array, which included a blaster and fired at the drones after saying "You leave them alone!" The blast not only took out both of the drones at the same time, but a large section of the front gate. Rubble from the gate hit Ron's shield, but both it and he held fast. "Everyone alright?" asked Ron after the dust cleared. After checking everyone and thanking Sadie, he turned to get in his car to proceed to mission control, but stopped when he saw the large, almost a full section of the gate lying on the hood of the little Geo. The hood was now about eight inches off the ground since the weight of the section had crushed the front half of the little car like a compactor at a junk yard. Kim, seeing that he was staring at something, looked and almost cried out when she saw what had happened. She knew that Ron loved that car just as she had. She went over to him and put her hand on his shoulder. Sadie started to apologize to him but Ron said softly, "Hey I'd trade anything to make sure that you and Wade were safe. It was a good trade. I have no regrets. I would have done the same thing. "Don't forget to include yourself Ron." she said back to him. " You were there too." "Kim, I said I'd trade "anything," to make sure you two were safe. That's what I meant." "Ah guys. I don't mean to interrupt anything, but we should probably be heading inside now since we still have a launch to stop and only thirty minutes left to do it." said Wade. "I can finish driving you to the control center." said Sadie. "It’s the least I can do since I...." At that moment, they could all hear the sound of a rocket's engines igniting. Turning, they could all see the rocket headed up and away from them towards space. They could then hear several smaller explosions going on within the space center's compound. "Wade?!" said Kim. "You just said….." "They launched early. Quick! Get in. We've got to get up there now. Sadie, show me the new launch vectors adjusting for the thirty minute premature launch." Wade yelled as he was still getting into the SUV. After they got moving, Wade said, "Crap! The launch was set at the time it was to avoid getting to close to the space station. By launching when they did, they are now on a perfect trajectory to rendezvous with it. Why didn't I see this?" "It's been a busy three days Wade. You've had a pretty big plate full and I doubt if you've gotten more than six hours sleep total." said Ron. "We'll find a way to finish them, once and for all." "Ron, if they dock with and gain access to that station, it’s over." Wade exclaimed. "It will be the "Terminator Part III," for real. "Rise of the Machines," just waiting for the Lowardians to return. They will probably be able to send out a signal saying 'Here we are guys. Come and get us!'" "Wade, calm down. We'll figure out a way to deal with it, but we're going to need you with your head on straight. ." Kim said as they pulled up to the control center. Getting out, they found the doors were locked. "Now this seems familiar." said Ron as he tried the doors one more time. He then transformed the Lotus Blade into its true form and it was able to cut through the door locks and the group went inside. xxxxxxxxxxxxx Several minutes earlier. "Dr Possible, have all preparations been completed for the launch?" asked the man in the Major's uniform. "Yes Major Ericson. Everything is ready. We just have to wait till the proper window opens, so we are at T minus thirty one minutes and counting." said Dr James Possible. "Ah what happened to your two aids that were with you sir?" "They are double checking the final installation of the new equipment in the rocket Doctor. Nothing to concern yourself over." "Very well." James answered him. "Major. Are you sure we've never met before? I could swear that we've met before." Smiling, the Major said, "No Dr. We've never met face to face. I've heard a lot about you though. You and your family." The Major turned away from the Doctor as he continued to inspect the operation center for the mission. For some reason he always kept the brim of his hat pulled slightly down which almost obscured his face. "Tell me again please Dr Possible what's involved when the countdown reaches zero." he requested after checking his watch. "Well, when the timer reaches zero, all we have to do is reach over and press this button right here." James said as he pointed to a button on the main control panel. The Major examined that button and then asked, "And this series of controls over here are for controlling the rockets flight after blast off? What type of backup do you have if something goes wrong with it?" "Well, none really. If something goes wrong with these controls and the rocket starts to go out of control, we'd have to use the self destruct which is controlled through this computer right here. It's the only one that can issue that particular command. I assume that all military pursuit has been called off for this launch. I remember one time when I accidentally shot one off and...." "All proper codes have been issued through the military network." answered the Major cutting off James. "There will be no missile launches for the next two hours. They are now in their own lock down. It should only take fifteen minutes for the rocket and payload to reach orbit, but we'd rather play it safe and give ourselves plenty of time." The Major checked his watch one more time. Thirty minutes and twenty seconds left till scheduled launch. Pulling his sidearm, he waved it at the personal in the room and said, "Doctors. Would all of you move over to the other side of the room and sit on the floor or else I will shoot you where you stand?" He fired one round into the controls that would make any navigational corrections to prove his point. Smoke started coming out of the bullet hole as he went over and shut down the consol. Two more shots made sure that it would not start up again till after some major repairs were done to it. "What's the meaning of this?" asked James Possible. "Do you realize what you've just done?" "More than you realize Dr Possible." the Major answered as he shut down the computer that could send the self destruct signal to the rocket. To finish it off, he put his fist through the side of the unit and pulled out its HD and several other parts. This final action knocked his hat off and revealed his full face to everyone. "You!"Exclaimed Dr Possible. "But you're...." "The voice for the computer system that will rule over this speck of dust until the Lowardians arrive?" the syntho drone completed the statement. "Yes. I am." he finished as he pressed the launch button at exactly thirty minutes ahead of schedule. "You've got two space vehicles that might be able to purse the rocket before it can dock with the space station, but I also have two BeBe units that are moving in to destroy them now. They will have to destroy themselves in the process, but it’s a small price to pay to ensure success." "But you will need the military's access codes to approach the station now." said another scientist. "If we can falsify orders to launch a rocket, obtain the proper uniforms and weapons from the Military itself, lock down all intercept missiles for two hours, do you really think it would be that difficult to obtain those codes?" said the Eric syntho drone. It then shot the scientist in the leg and said, "Never question me again. Understood?" As the remaining scientists tended to their wounded colleague, some watched the monitors as the rocket climbed into space and approached the station. At that point, the doors burst open and a blue blur rushed in and knocked the gun from the drone's hand as Ron Stoppable seemed to appear where the blur had stopped. His eyes glowing such a bright blue that they almost looked like two beam of light shining out of his eye sockets and his hand wrapped around the throat of the drone as it was held with its feet several inches off the floor. "Everybody alright in here?" asked Ron. "Mr. Dr. P.?" "As good as can be expected. Dr Noland will need medical attention. He's been shot." "Do you know what I am loser?" said the drone as it struggled in Ron's hand. "Yeah. A store window dummy and you know what I am?" Ron asked with a strange smile on his face. "Sick and tired of you!" he finished his own question as his hand squeezed until the drone's head popped off its body and fell to the floor. Kim and Wade ran into the room at this point. There was no way they could keep up with Ron after he'd gone full monkey on them. Kim rushed over to make sure Ron was alright and then to her father. Wade surveyed the damages that the drone had done to the equipment in the room and then went over to power up his personal work station. It had been powered down which was probably the reason the drone took no real notice of it. As he waited for it to fully boot up, Dr Possible explained what he knew had happened. The small explosions were the BeBe units self-destructing to take out any possible intercept crafts. "Please tell me they didn't get that deep space probe that you threatened to send me up in. We could really use it right now." Ron said to James. "Ronald, that was always an empty threat. I just wanted to make sure you took care of Kim and respected her. If you'll remember, I haven't said anything about that since you two were in high school. I knew you were the one for her after that point." "Great." was Ron's reply. "Like you thought I wasn't going to do that?" "Guys. I really think we need to focus on the real problem here." interrupted Kim. Looking at the monitors James said, "Ten minutes till it docks with the station." Wade's system had finished its start up and he was already calling up the manifest for all weapons on the station to take out the rocket. Each one had already been locked out by the command codes that had already been broadcasted. The communication screen came on line on the main monitor and showed two familiar faces looking at the small group. Kim's immediate reaction was. "These things are worse than cockroaches. You step on three and you find two more got away." "Just wanted to let you know Kim," said the drone closest to the microphone. "that dream coding inside your head, its special. It learns and remembers. Once it finds what scares you the most, that's what it will bring up the most, time after time, after time." "Why? Why did you do this when your plan was to kill me anyway? Why go to all of the trouble?" she demanded with just a hint of fear in her voice. "Two reasons. One was in case your death didn't happen. You've avoided that before and we wanted a backup plan. The other was simply because we could. It's our way of showing the world how we can destroy a person, one way or the other. What better person than its hero?" As Kim and the drone were talking, Wade found what he'd been looking for. A small unit titled KCDBHG#2. Using his personal access codes he activated the unit. He'd been doing some work on refining the weapon to improve it. It wasn't list as a part of the station arsenal so it wasn't affected by the lockdown command codes that had been broadcast. It would take a few minutes to get it ready though. Checking the time left till docking occurred, he saw that it would take too long to complete the power up sequence. "Dr Possible. I need your password to fire the maneuvering jets." "Wade, anything you do, they'll be able to override. You'll just be delaying the inevitable." "All I need is a few minutes more." James Possible thought for about three seconds before he bent over and started typing in his passwords. He wasn't aware that as he typed it, it was being displayed on a separate monitor for the others to watch what Wade did. Ron smiled as he saw "Ron Stoppable is a stud!" being displayed. James looked up and saw what Ron had seen and hastily said, "Well, I picked something that no one would ever think I would say." It didn't matter. Ron just smiled at his future father-in-law. Wade set one set of the jets to fire upwards and the opposite set to fire downwards. This sent the station into a spin that would cause it turn topsie turvy. He then started typing faster than he had ever typed before. He still had to arm the weapon and adjust the coordinates. "Losers. Do you really think that this will stop us?" said the drone as it over rode the controls. It would spin one time but come to a stop right where it had been. If anything, Wade's speed increased as his hands and fingers became blurs as they punched in the commands. As the station was about to come to its original position and stop, Wade finished. He transferred the communications over to his work station and said, "Oh Eric. There's one thing that I would like to say to you." "What's that?" said the Drone as he fired the rocket's jet to move it into dock with the station. "No one and nothing had ever try to hurt me or my friends again, because we are team Possible." He then hit the enter key. On the visual of the station, a large metal ring slowly rose up as a parabolic dish appeared behind it. After the ring locked in the upright position a beam of light shot out of the dish and hit the ring, energizing it. A rip in the fabric of space appeared between the station and the moving rocket. Alarms sounded behind the drones as they scrambled to halt the rocket's forward motion that was bringing them closer to the rip in space. All to no avail. As the rocket was disappearing through the rip, Wade added, "And no one is better than we are." After the rocket disappeared, Kim asked, "Wade. What did you just do?" "KCDBHG#2," he answered with a smile. "Justine Flanner's Kinematic Continuum Disruptor or Big Honking Gun #2. It opened a hole in the fabric of space so I could send it someplace else." "Where did you send it Wade? We've been walking on tip toes for fear of the power source for that thing." said Ron. "I sent it to a spot about five hundred thousand light years away from us which should place them between our galaxy and the Andromeda galaxy. They can stay there till the end of time with no chance of making it back. I was helping Justine adjusting her original device so it wouldn't be random. Where they are now, it doesn't matter at all what powers that computer. That far out in space, it's so cold that even black holes dissolve into nothing." It took about thirty seconds of stunned silence before the room burst into cheers of celebration all around. Everyone was hugging everybody else. Ron was able to pull Kim aside after ten minutes. "Kim. I swear to you, we will find that last piece of coding and we will get it out of you. You will not have to live through that nightmare again." As she started to look away from him thinking that he might not be able to do that, he pulled her gaze back to him as he continued. "Look at my face. Have you ever seen me look this serious before? That's because I've never been this serious before in my life. Trust me. Please." Finally she said as she put her hand to hold his face, "I trust you Ron. And I will hold you to it. Because you'll be sleeping on the sofa for a week if you're wrong and no booty for a month." Not really sure if they were talking about the same thing, he had a confused look on his face as she pulled him into a hug. "You'll find it and you'll fix it. I trust you because you're my man. You're my good man." As they held each other tightly, the rest of the room fell into silence. Not because of them but because the others had just noticed that Wade Load had fallen asleep with his head on his keyboard. That past three days of little to no sleep had finally caught up to him. XXXXXXXXXXXX
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Post by levi2000a on Apr 5, 2016 18:36:53 GMT -5
Chapter 21
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"Damn it Du! I was on my honeymoon!" she said, her anger clearly showing now. "I would have Okayed a pre-emptive strike against the White House at the moment you called. If you had only waited fifteen minutes more I would have at least thought about what I said." Calming herself, she finished saying, "I don't even recall what was said, only that you almost interrupted us at a most inopportune time."
"I did record our conversation, as per regulations. I could replay it for you if you desire."
xxxxxxxxxxxx "It seems that Mr. Stoppable is now reconsidering his decision about joining Global Justice." she said with her face looking straight ahead.
A puzzled look crossed his face as he said, "Wasn't that why you wanted me to put on that little show up there?"
"Yes it was." she replied turning to him. "But in your zeal to accomplish that, you also brought Agent Possible into it when you referred to all of them as "amateurs," as well as Dr Loade. The target was Stoppable. Not all of them. We only wanted to pull him into the organization. Not push her out."
xxxxxxxxxxxx She didn't like it and was ready to take all of the blame and face any repercussions from this event, but she thought she had done more good than harm and still thought she had more good to do.
Her husband had warned her about trying to control Ron Stoppable. He had been unable to do that for the four years he had him in high school and that he thought it best to let the lad help when needed and not attempt to control him.
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Time; Fourteen days after the Rocket Launch. One week before the wedding. Global Justice had finished upgrading their Internal Security Procedures, including the computer's security which controlled all video surveillance, access to different areas as well as the system's own internal security. Most of the latter had been done by Dr. Load's new operating system and continual scanning, both for unauthorized programming and users. They were not looking for a repeat of the incident that had just happened. Dr. Betty Barkin had been moved to an office deeper in the bowels of their base. Office, more like a vault with a two foot thick steel door that closed automatically and had to be unlocked every time someone wanted to enter or exit. It also had a dedicated line out for her computer system and phone and her own private lavatory and shower. This was her immediate supervisor's idea in case the base should become compromised. This was the office that Kim was escorted to by two fellow agents. The meeting was at her request. She had called Director Betty Barkin and has asked for this meeting with her, concerning the future of Global Justice. Kim had come alone and had to go through several checkpoints to get there. As she entered Betty's office, she saw two other people in the room. Agent William Du and former agent Steve Barkin, Betty's husband. Steve had also been the vice principal at her high school and as it turned out, the father of one of Ron's and later her friend, Yori. (See "The Monkey's Tail Book III.") Agent Du was armed for some reason she noticed. "Miss Possible." greeted Steve as he rose from his chair. "Kim." he corrected himself before she could on how she wished him to address her."Good to see you again. Like the new haircut. I was just talking with my wife before you have your meeting with her. I hope to take her out for dinner afterwards, if she is still in the mood. I'll just step outside and wait." Before he could take more than one step or Betty could press a button to unlock and reopen the door, Kim stopped him by saying, "No. Please, Mr. Bark.... Steve. Stay. This meeting affects you too." And then she leaned in to him and whispered, "All I ask is that you give me your word that you will just be a witness and not get involved in any actions or reactions." Slightly mystified by her request and not having known her to be overly dramatic when it wasn't necessary, and knowing that it was her right to have a witness in such a meeting, he asked her, still in a whisper, "Would my word as a former Global Justice Agent suffice?" "Actually," she responded, "I would prefer your word as a Brigadier Pixie leader." Steve snapped to attention and gave her the Pixie Scout salute and said, "Consider it given." as he then sat back down. Kim then moved over to Betty's desk and stood in front of it. "Agent Possible." said Betty from behind her desk as she rose to shake Kim's hand. "Since you are still on leave for your wedding, we can do without the formalities." noting that Kim neither stood at attention or offered her a salute. "Once again I would like to thank you and your team for doing what most would have considered impossible, even my top agents." The last part she added as she gave a quick glance to Agent Du. "The world is in your debt again and we at Global Justice are very pleased to have you as a part of our team." Kim glanced at the floor and then looked her in the eye. "By "my team," you mean Ronald Stoppable, Wade Loade and Rufus, without either of whom, I wouldn't be standing here right now. I'd either be dead and buried by now or I'd be safely locked up in a hospital for the mental unstable, dying from kidney or liver failure from the effects of the drugs I had been given." Slightly put off by her attitude Betty sat back down in her chair and indicated to Kim to sit in the chair directly opposite her. Kim declined stating that she would rather stand. Steve Barkin smiled to himself as he recognized her attitude. It was the same one she had the night of her Junior Prom after returning with Stoppable in tow as her date. As others thanked her for saving the world, and themselves and at the press conferences later, Kim had pointed out that while she had battle a Miss Shego on the roof of the corporate office for Bueno Nacho, Stoppable had battled both the Syntho Drone Eric and Dr Drakken, defeating them with the aid of his clothes challenged pet. She declared then that Ronald was her partner and not her sidekick, as well as Wade and she wanted everybody else to know and understand that. Steve had also warned his wife about trying to recruit and thereby control Ronald, even though those were her orders from her immediate supervisor. He had even made a bet with her about who would win on that, her or Ronald. Steve felt now that her ignoring his warnings were about to come back and bite his wife her on her tight little ass and win him a bet that also included that same part of her anatomy. "Of course that's who I meant." replied Betty carefully. "I was just condensing their names down to..." "Then please say their names." Kim interrupted her. "I didn't mean to imply...." stammered Betty but was interrupted again by Kim. "They deserve that much respect from you and even more from me." Kim continued. "Have you reconsidered Ron's offer about becoming a part of Global Justice, just as a deep field operative and not be subjected to the oath which would put his special abilities under the direct command of any superior ranking agent assigned to any given mission?" Steve's inward smile grew even more. He could see that Possible was running on her own spunk now and was in full protect mode of her team mates. His poor wife didn't stand a chance. That or Kim would have trouble leaving the headquarters. Starting to become a little annoyed with Kim's tone of voice, Betty replied, "I had passed that request on up the chain of command, but I received word today that it has been declined. Ronald will have to become a full agent and be expected to take the oath as is if he wants to become a part of....." Kim snapped to attention and said. "Then I most respectfully submit my resignation from Global Justice to you verbally. A written resignation will be sent to you before the end of the day." Trying to regain control of the discussion before things got totally out of control and she would have to take actions that she had been ordered to take if such a situation came to be, Betty asked, "What are your reasons please?" "I have found that agents within this organization have been less than truthful and have been deceiving others, either for their own personal agendas or due to orders from their superiors." Kim replied following protocols. "This has also led to violations of several laws governing this body and as a result of these manipulations of the truth have endangered fellow agents and the civilian population as well. I still trust you Director or else I would have taken this higher up." After taking a deep breath, Betty looked up with a sad expression on her face. "You are forcing me to make a choice whether to follow my specific orders concerning you should you attempt to make an issue of what you think you know, or setting myself up to share those same repercussions with you. I will either do as I'm ordered to do, or have the same thing happen to me as well." "What repercussions Director?" Kim asked. Agent Du stepped forward and said, "Since our scientists have refined the device known as the "Brain Tap," machine developed by Dr Drakken several years ago, we are now able to erase certain memories from an individual's mind. All of your memories of your time with the organization will be removed. Of course the machine isn't one hundred percent accurate so there would be a great deal of addition memories eradicated as well. I've been ordered to either make sure that the Director follows her orders or subject her to the same treatment." He then pulled out his sidearm and moved so he could cover them all as he said, "As well as her husband since you asked him to stay. And don't expect your fiancé to come to your rescue. Our surveillance has him currently having dinner with Dr Loade at his restaurant." "You've had him under surveillance?" "For some time by special order." answered Betty. "His "special abilities." as you called them make him a potential threat to the government. With the power he demonstrated when he defeated the Lowardians at his disposal, if he went rogue and made a bid for world domination, he might well succeed." "He's had dinner with the President himself for God's sake! When he was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom for the very same thing that makes you think he's a threat." "Kimberly, this was not my decision. That order also came from higher up. I disagreed with it then as I do now, but I had no control over it. I'm sorry." said Betty. Looking at the gun Agent Du had in his hands, Kim said "You don't know Ron Stoppable, Du if you think you’re going to get away with this." "And what's going to stop me from following my orders 'former' agent Possible?" "Operation Just Us." she answered. "Operation Justice?" he almost laughed. "No." she answered as she reached in her pants pocket and pulled out her Kimmunicator. "Just us." He shot the device out her hand without harming her. (He was an expert marksman, even with rubber bullets.) "You are going to pay for that Du." Kim said with anger in her voice. "What are you going to do Possible? Beat me to death?" In a much calmer voice and almost smiling, she said, "No. I mean you’re going to pay for that. Those things cost over a thousand dollars to build, even before Wade adds his extras." "One thousand, six hundred, thirty six dollars and forty five cents to be precise Kim." came a voice from Betty's computer as Wade's image appeared on the screen. "Hi Wade." said Kim. "I guess you heard all of that." "Heard and recorded. Phase two of Operation Just Us should start just about now." said Wade. A blade of white light came through the frame of Betty's two foot thick metal door and started cutting the frame away from the door. "I should be in there in about five minutes Kim." said Ron's voice. "That should give you plenty of time to wrap up the hostage negotiations." The only thing that Du could mutter after getting over his shock was "How?" "Your surveillance team has been tracking the holo Ron and holo Wade all day long. Wade's made a lot of progress on those after getting his hands on some of the Lowardian files about holograms. How did Ron get in without being seen? Oh, that wacky ninja stuff he knows so well. Now I suggest you drop your gun Du." Realizing that he still had his gun trained on her, he asked, "Why? So long as I have this, I will still control the situation." Ron's voice answered his question saying, "Do you really want me to come in there and see you threatening Kim with a gun? Do you have any idea what I might do to you? Because I don't and that should scare the crap out of you. It does me." Du thought for about five seconds and then put the safety on, removed the clip from his gun and sat it on her desk. He then moved to the very corner of the room where he would be in plain sight once the door was removed. Betty took the gun and placed it in her desk drawer. "Phase three guys." said Kim, right after which she heard Ron go, "Aw Man!" as he continued to slowly cut away at the door frame, slightly disappointed that he wouldn't have a reason to see how well Du could stand up to him. "Dr Loade." said Betty. "How were you able to hack your way into this system? I thought it was supposed to be ultra restricted." "It is Director." answered Wade. "Except to the program administrator for the operating system. DLCOS is the systems name. Dr. Load's Computer Operating System. I have full access to the system and its files according to page one hundred and seventy three, half down, of the user's agreement from the last update. I can check, search and monitor the system anytime I feel it necessary to ensure the proper running of the system. That was agreed to by yourself according to my records." "But nobody reads all of those user agreements." she replied. "That's what your lawyers said when I told them I was writing it for the CIA. They said it was the perfect way to gain access, all nice and legal." Breathing a deep sigh, she then turned to Kim. "Very well Kimberly. Now that we won't have to deal with our memories being wiped, what evidence do you have of your charges against us? "Well, it’s not so much you Betty as others. Like I said, I still trust you, to a certain degree and I will probably trust you even more after I'm done. When you and Steve were on your honeymoon, Agent Du called you on your GJ mobile database and asked you a question that had to do with hooking up power to item number 83976-54 in your storage room." "Yes." said Betty. "I remember. He called at a most inopportune time. More like in flagrante." Kim had taken French so she knew what that meat with a small smirk. "Anyway, you didn't really give him permission. You just told him to do what he thought was best." This caught Betty’s attention. "I didn't? He kept telling me he recorded it and I was too embarrassed to listen to it myself." "What was really strange Betty was that he had used his command code to activate both the visual and audio feeds from your Mobil database a full twenty minutes before he made the call and waited another twenty minute after you signed off before he shut it down." "What did you just say Miss Possible?" asked Steve Barkin. "He made a visual and audio recording of a full forty five minutes of your honeymoon. He knew exactly when to call you to ensure you would paying the least attention to anything he asked you. " Both Steve and Betty turned to face William Du as he stammered. "No. She's got it all backwards. I was.... I was ......I was really trying to pick a time when I wouldn't interrupt you very much and I must have...............started to record it by accident. I deleted the file after saving the conversation. I don't know how he recovered it. I did a level wash of the folder." Du was sweating bullets now. "Actually," said Wade. "he is telling the truth about deleting the file. Level three memory washes are so last month though and I was able to recover the original." Du started to relax until Wade added, "The same way I was able to recover the two copies of that file from his outbound file transfer folder. One copy was sent to his home computer and one was sent to a Mr. Abel Person." "Abel Person is my immediate supervisor. Why would he want a copy of ..........." As both she and her husband realized the answer at the same time, they turned to stare at Du. Wade continued. "Another file was transferred to both of the same places. From his home computer, both files were sent to a site called "One Eyed Wenches." which is owned by a dummy corporation which is managed by WWEE. He really should clear his web browser cache sometimes." "Are you saying that Du was sending those files to Gemini? asked an astonished Betty. "Looks like Director." answered Wade. "Sheldon, you little pervert." said Betty of her brother. "Monique is looking at the second one now since I just finished recovering it. Monique." He called to her. She was on a different computer in the next room. "Do you know what's in that other file yet?" They could see her staring at her monitor in the back ground and could just make out her voice. "Yeah baby. It's about one hundred hours of an edited video feed from a surveillance camera that look like it's in the women’s shower area. I've already seen Dr Barkin twice and now it's showing someone else. It's................Uh oh!" The blade of white light stopped it cutting and disappeared as Ron picked up his Kimmunicator and asked, Wade, "What is it? Does he have footage of Kim on that?" Wade moved quickly over to Monique's monitor and looked at what she did not want to say. Monique covered part of the monitor with her hand. He looked away quickly after he saw the face on the screen. Moving back to his own computer he looked at his screen just as Ron repeated his question. "Uh.........Yeah." he answered in a very soft voice. The white blade reappeared and started cutting faster. "Ron," Kim called him. When she got no answer she called him again. The blade was moving almost twice as fast as it had been when he started. "Ron. Calm down. You need to focus on what's important." "Trust me, Kim. I am focused. Like one of your mother's surgical lasers I'm focused!" came his reply as the blade continued it rapid cutting. "Miss Possible." said Steve. "I believe I have a way of protecting Du's life and making sure that Ronald doesn't do anything foolish, if you release me from my vow to you." Kim was worried for Du, only because of what would happen to Ron after he got his hands on him. She looked at Steve and nodded her head to release him from his Pixie vow. As Kim kept trying to calm Ron down, Steve stood up and moved to a position directly in front of Du facing away from him. Glancing over his shoulder, Steve looked him in the eye and then calmly punched him in mouth. The force of the blow sent his head back against the wall, blood coming from his lip. Before he reached the floor, he was unconscious from either Steve's initial punch or his head hitting the wall. "Steve!" yelled both Kim and Betty. "What?" was his simple reply as he sat back down. "Stoppable is thoroughly pissed and he's trying get through to defend his fiance's honor and dignity. He feels you've been violated." After he let that set in for a few seconds, he continued. "As angry as he is, I don't believe he would attack a man that's unconscious, bleeding and lying on the floor." "And were you feeling the same thing about me?" asked Betty. Steve said. "Of course. I just happened to be able to take care of two birds with one blow. I'm sure you will want to personally see to his arrest and prosecution for sexual assault and voyeurism as well as bringing charges against Mr. Person for the same." "Ron. Du is down and unconscious." Kim said. "Who took him down?" "Steve." "Is Du bleeding?" "Yes, he is." (Silence.) "Steve had more of a right than me I guess." said Ron finally. "Sorry Kim. I should have let you handle it. You were the one he..." Smiling, Kim interrupted him to say, "It's okay Ron. I've got a good idea what you were trying to do for me. Just finish cutting the door open, only take your time. Still have to finish Phase Four." "Phase Four?" asked Betty. "Negotiations. The government wants to keep track of Ron and his abilities to make sure that he doesn't go rogue and try and take over the world. We, meaning Ron, Wade and myself don't feel comfortable with Global Justice's Oath which would mean he would have to place himself and his abilities under the command of a ranking senior Agent that we may or may not trust. So would like to become Global Justice Deep Field Operatives which means that we would work as a totally independent agency within GJ, meaning we'll be fully accredited with full benefits without having to that oath. It will be modified to mean the "Team Possible leader." We would be able to pick our own missions from Global Justice, except for 3 special requests from you or the government per year. We can decline if it looks too risky. We're not going to go in and dig up mines from a mine field using a garden trough. Our agents would not have to report to anyone within GJ directly except you, or the current Director. We will be able to request rides to any of our missions that we would have going on that we deem critical." "We would be reporting to you concerning any of our Team Possible missions as well as any of the Global Justice missions. Wade would have full access to your computer systems and resources and he would be willing to share any of our "toys," with you. My battle suit specs for one, but he would retain the developer’s rights." "How does that sound, Director?" "You are going to be spreading yourselves pretty thin here with just the three of you forming your team." "We will be adding to the team as we go and that will be our decision as to who joins us and who doesn't. Not yours. Shego told me it felt good to get back into the action with our team. She still has problems with her brothers. It would be a break from being a full time mom and Drew wants to share in taking care of their child. My cousin, Joss is of age and has been wanting to join us and Monique has been learning Wade's computer setup and answering some of our posts. There are a few others interested." After a few seconds of thought, Betty replied, "It all sounds workable, except for one thing. The government wants full time agents. I'm not sure they would take the word of just Team Possible so far a Mr. Stoppable." At that moment, Ron finished cutting to hole in the doorway. A loud thunk sounded as the plug dropped an inch to the bottom of his cut and then started to fall inwards. Everyone and everything was already clear of it as the plug fell to the floor. In walked Ron and after Du laying on the floor, a silly grin appeared as he asked in a sing song voice, "Lucy, I'm home. Did I miss anything?" "Not yet Ron. We were just getting to the haggling stage." replied Kim. "May I make a suggestion?" asked Steve. "It may cost me a private wager I have, but why not assign one of your Top Agents to watch and monitor Mr. Stoppable? That agent would go on their missions and if Ronald started showing and signs of potential problems, they could report and obtain any assistance GJ or the government could provide." "No." said Ron. We don't need a rookie outsider that doesn't know how we work coming in and telling us how to do things that we've been doing pretty damn well for years. It would compromise the team and put the agent and ourselves in danger. Right Kim?" "I agree with Ron Steve, for the very reasons he just said. It wouldn't work for us." Kim said as she crossed her arms. "I was thinking of you Agent Possible. Who better to notice anything even slightly wrong or out of place?" Steve said with a smile. "Of course, it would mean that you would have to spend a great deal of time with him in the beginning, maybe even some of your off time." Ron looked at Steve and then turned to Kim and said "Kim? You're the team leader. If you're willing, I'd go along with that." "Kim said, "What about you, Wade, knowing that we would have a mole our midst? Namely me." "Like Ron said Kim, you're the team leader. I'm good with it if you are." Before Kim could ask, Monique, looking over Wade's shoulder said, "I'm okay with it Kim, as long as it doesn't cut into our shopping time." Looking at Betty, Kim said, "Betty?" Betty took about fifteen seconds while she thought it over. Finally she said, "I believe we may have just reached a tentative accord. Of course I will have to submit it and we will have to wait for approval. I think they'll listen to my recommendations since considering everything else they will be hearing about." Betty's printer started spitting out a printed page as Wade said, "Here's your copy Director. I believe everything discussed is included. All you have to do is sign it and pass it on. I'm a really fast typer in case you were wondering." Reaching out her hand to Kim, Betty said, "Then tentatively speaking, welcome to Global Justice, Team Possible." And then, in a low voice, "Steve and I are still invited to the bachelor and bachelorette parties, correct?" XXXXXXXXXXXX
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