The Middleton Pact - Redux
Written by fulwiz
Beta by Wirenfeldt Jr
Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.
Warning: This story contains explicit sexual situations, mature themes, explicit violence, death and warped philosophy.
The story is KiAnGo. (And More)
If you find any of the above offensive, please don't read further.
CHAPTER 24: Exit the Ninja.
Anne leaned over the unconscious ninja. She checked the girl's pulse and readjusted the makeshift bandage on the girls forehead. She stood and looked over to her daughter. “All set Kimmie.”
Kim nodded and looked at the group. “Any other last minute ideas?” Seeing only negative head shaking, she smiled. “That's it then. Time to show these people they picked a bad day to try to take over the world.”
She stepped over to Yori and nodded to Ron. He reached down and grabbed the ninja by the arms, while Kim picked her up by the legs. Carrying her between them, they took off running toward the waterfall that hid the entrance to the secret mountain abode. Passing behind the roaring torrent of water, they saw the deep chasm separating Mt. Yamanuchi from the rest of the mountain range surrounding it.
They ran onto the unsteady looking rope and plank bridge that was the only way to the top of the mountain. On the far side of the bridge they could see a group of ninja sentries. Ron began screaming loudly, in a panicked manner. “Yaaa! She's gonna get us!”
On the other side of the waterfall, Shego grinned. She couldn't count the number of times in the past she'd heard him scream in fear of her like that. She called up her plasma flames. With her best malicious smile plastered on her face, she plunged through the waterfall.
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In his hidden office, deep under the mountain, Sensei heard the alarm bell toll. He opened his laptop and called up the view from the hidden security cameras scattered around the mountain top. He clicked through the camera views until he saw something that made his old eyes widen. On the bridge was Ron Stoppable and the girl called Joss. They were running across the bridge carrying a body.
He peered closer. The body was his own Yori! On the screen he saw Ron yell something to the guards. As the guards rushed to the bridge, balls of green fire flew through the air. Sensei called up a different view and saw Shego appear. He could see the madness in her eyes as she chased his one hope for ultimate power across the bridge. Fear that Stoppable might be destroyed before his Mystical Monkey Power was theirs, clenched his gut.
Sensei closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He summoned his dark power.
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Ron and Kim had almost reached the far side of the bridge, with Shego's plasma bolts barely missing them as they ran. The group of ninjas were taking up defensive stances. At the very end of the bridge, a glowing polychromatic cloud of light began to form. The ghostly ancient figure of the ninja leader appeared.
Ron panted and gave the visage a hopeful smile. “Sensei! Boy am I glad to see you! It's Shego, shes gone crazy! She's trying to kill us!”
The old man's deep, hollow sounding, voice echoed out. “Stoppable-San! Hurry! My ninja will protect you!”
The floating figure turned to the sentries. “One of you guide them to our place of safety. The rest of you, destroy that crazy woman!”
Ron and Kim ran off the bridge and through the gates of the Yamanuchi school. One of the ninja guards turned and began running beside them. The others waited at the end of the bridge for the green woman who, to their puzzlement, had slowed her approach to an almost leisurely walk.
Shego grinned as she slowed to give Ron and Kim time to get out of the way. She put a sway into her hips and let her smile widen as she stared at the group taking up defensive stances. “You think you can take me?” Her laugh echoed off the sides of the mountains. “I'll burn you all! I'll torch this entire mountain! Nothing shall stand in the way of my vengeance!”
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On the outskirts of Middleton sat a large scientific complex known as the Middleton Space Center. This was actually a misnomer, since the Space Center itself was just the most visible part of the many scientific and research labs located in the giant complex. It's large, dome shaped, control tower could be seen for miles, as could the assortment of rockets that were launched from it's grounds.
What set it apart from the other Space Centers, was the fact that it was completely privately owned. It did not belong to any nation or group of nations like all the others. It was owned by a group of businesses and organizations interested in pushing the envelope of scientific endeavor. The four largest of these were Smarty Mart, who's owner, Martin Smarty, was interested in new ways to produce large amounts of goods quickly and cheaply. Then there was J. H. Enterprises, who funded much of the research into weapons and robotic systems. Next, was Nerdlinger Research Institute, the owner of which contributed to all of the different branches of science. The fourth was a world wide organization most people never heard of. It was called Global Justice.
On the main launch pad of the Space Center sat the largest rocket ship ever built. It was known by it's primary designer as the Kepler III. It's purpose was to send a thousand volunteers to Mars, where they would establish the first extra-planetary colony. It would never achieve that goal. It had been re-tasked on orders from both NRI and GJ. The world at large would never know it's new purpose.
In a laboratory, Dr. Wanda Wong, Chairwoman of the board of the Space Center and head of cryogenics research, was checking the dials on a large, casket shaped, pod. Two other pods sat nearby. Doctors James Possible and Vivian Porter called out readings from their dials back to her. She nodded as she turned to the uniformed man watching the entire process.
She closed a panel on the side of the pod, and said. “They are in complete stasis Commander Viceroy. As long as the pods receive power, they can stay that way for hundreds of years.”
Dr. Possible joined them. There was an air of pride in his voice as he spoke. “The Kepler III has plenty of power to spare.”
John Viceroy nodded. “Alright then. Let's get them loaded and prepare for the next batch.”
Vivian pulled a remote from her lab coat pocket. She pressed a button, and three robotic forklifts entered the lab and picked up the pods. They carried them out to the launch area and loaded them onto the rocket.
The entire time, two boys watched the whole process from a far corner of the lab. They whispered to each other about ideas they were getting.
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Sensei opened his eyes. He quickly got up from his desk and went to his office door. The guards waiting outside turned to him. He pointed at one of them. “Go to the secret chamber and pick out fifty of your youngest, and least trained, brethren. Send them up to the courtyard with orders to stop the invader at any cost.”
The ninja looked at him inquiringly. “Master? I beg forgiveness for my question. I must ask, would it not be better to send more experienced fighters?”
Sensei nodded. “It would, if defeating her was the purpose. My desire is only to slow her down so that we may complete the ceremony. Once that is done, she can be easily disposed of. If they are defeated, it will be no great loss and will mean just that many fewer the Mystical Monkey Power will be divided amongst.”
The ninja gave him an evil smile. “Your wisdom humbles me. It shall be done!”
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Anne Possible blinked back a tear as she looked at the broken body of the man she had come to like and respect. She and Betty stood at the base of the mountain when he, and the robot girl, ended their fatal fall. She could barely watch as Betty searched through his pockets for the remote that would trigger the tracking powder fans.
Betty pulled the remote out and did a quick test to make sure it was working. She nodded as the test light blinked green. She stood and turned to Anne. She could see the sadness etched on the woman's face. She moved closer and hugged her. “I liked him too. It's such a waste.”
Anne felt the comfort of the woman's words and arms around her. “We can't leave him like this.”
Betty nodded. “We won't.” She released Anne and contacted Wade. As soon as he appeared on the screen of her GJ communicator, she said. “Wade, can you lock onto Barry and transport him to the GJ morgue? We can make other arrangements for him later, when this is all over.”
Wade replied. The sadness in his voice was palpable. “Sure thing Doc.”
Moments later, the remains of their friend disappeared.
Wade spoke. “Done. Are you ready to go back to the others?”
Betty nodded, and with a flash, they were back outside the waterfall with the Seniors.
Bonnie turned to them as they appeared. “Did you get it?”
Betty nodded and showed her the remote. “Yes. We are ready as soon as Kim sends the signal.”
A beeping from the remote filled the air. Betty pressed the activation button on the remote. “Looks like we were just in time.”
On different sides of the mountain, four boxes opened. Fans whirled. Blue dust began to waft it's way, almost invisibly, throughout the dark shafts and caverns beneath Mt. Yamanuchi.
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Rufus woke from his nap. He yawned widely and stretched. A look at the bedside clock told him he'd been asleep for a good sixteen hours. That didn't surprise him at all. He'd practically overdosed on a wonderfully yummy aged Brie Noir yesterday. Such gastronomic feats always sent him into an almost comatose sleep. What did surprise him was that he was alone. He'd expected to wake up with Ron.
Usually Ron would put him in his pocket if he were going somewhere, even if he were asleep. He was slightly worried as he made his way to the bedroom door. Outside in the hall, everything was quiet. He figured Ron must be in the control room of their new home. He took off down the hall to the elevator. He'd almost reached it, when he heard a noise behind him. Figuring it was Ron, he turned with a smile on his face, ready to greet his best pal.
The smile froze on his face. It wasn't Ron. It wasn't even Joss or Yori. It was a woman he didn't know. She was dressed in a skin tight black outfit. Her entire head was covered by a black hood. For a moment he thought she might be another one of Yori's ninja friends. She was always meeting with them at odd hours. The costume didn't look like ninja clothes though, and she wasn't trying to be sneaky at all.
A puzzled look crossed his face, as she walked right by him. It was like she didn't even see him standing there. He turned and scampered after her.
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Wade leaned back in his chair. His thoughts were split between the ongoing mission and the loss of a friend. He was waiting for the signal from the team to teleport more ninjas to the holding area. He watched over the open com channels as Shego beat the living daylights out of a group of them. On another screen he saw Kim and Ron being led down a dark stone corridor. A third screen showed cryopods, with their first ninja prisoners inside, being loaded onto the rocket at the Space Center.
An alarm bell distracted him. He activated another screen. It showed a thermal image from the sensors inside Ron's headquarters. He saw a small red glowing dot moving down one of the corridors. He was surprised as he recognized it as Rufus. He'd expected Rufus to be with Ron. Turning the camera over to regular vision, he saw something else surprising. There was someone else in the corridor with Rufus.
He flipped back and forth between regular and thermal vision. Whoever it was, didn't radiate any body heat. He studied the black catsuit the unknown woman was wearing. It didn't look like it had any heat blocking properties. He watched as she moved through Ron's tower, with Rufus following almost right on her heels. Every now and then she would stop and place something, too small to be seen clearly, on a wall.
A tone called his attention back to one of the other screens. Whatever was going on in Ron's headquarters would have to wait. Wade wasn't worried. Rufus could handle things there. He was recording it all, so he'd be able to check it out later. Right now, he had to focus all his attention on more important things. At the moment it was the large number of ninjas pouring into the courtyard at Yamanuchi.
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Shego lashed out a foot, landing it in the chest of one of the ninjas. The sound of his ribs cracking was music to her ears. Feelings she usually suppressed were kindled within her. For many years now she'd had to hold back when she was fighting. She almost never allowed herself to let go and fully enjoy beating the shit out of people. Her Princess was the only exception. She'd never held back when she fought her.
Pulling her foot back, she ducked a fist. She sprang into a jump and flew over the heads of the remaining six ninjas. At the top of her arc, she swung her fist at one's head. The impact of her fist sent a shudder of pleasure through her. She watched as blood spurted from his broken nose. Rarely had she ever drawn blood from Kimmie. From the very first time they fought ,Shego knew she was matched, even outmatched in some respects by the redhead. Kimmie knew more of the Martial Arts than she did, but Shego had her plasma powers to make up for it.
She landed and grinned at the five still standing. Green flames of plasma engulfed her hands. She moved toward the closest one. Instead of launching a bolt at her, she ran in and punched her as hard as she could in the stomach. The ninja let out a strangled gasp, as the wind was knocked out of her. She collapsed at Shego's feet. Kimmie would have taken that punch and got right up again. In the beginning, Shego had hated Kim Possible for being so tough and resilient.
Shego danced back, her eyes going from one to another of the four ninjas that were moving to circle her. She feinted towards the tallest one. The one she actually hit, never saw it coming. His leg snapped as her foot slammed backwards into it. They were good, but her Pumpkin would have seen that attack coming miles away. Kim had been able to even anticipate her plasma bolts. Such insight earned Shego's respect.
The tallest ninja recovered from the feint faster than Shego thought he would. She felt his kick to her side. The pain mixed with her other feelings. It fed the joy of the fight in her. She swung around and aimed a kick at his groin. She laughed as she felt his balls compress against her foot. He'd given her a good hit, but it was nothing compared to the ones Kim had managed to land on her. The fact that Kimmie could give as good as she got, brought on the realization they were a perfect match for each other.
She saw fear in the eyes of the two remaining ninjas. Her laugh only heightened it. Both began backing away, as she stalked toward them. Her Princess never backed away. Not once had she ever run from a fight. When Shego realized this, she knew it was love. From that moment on, her every attack on Kim had been a violent courtship ritual. Shego fired a blast of plasma into the back of one of the now fleeing ninjas. He went down in a smoldering heap.
The last standing made the mistake of running towards the bridge. Had he gone into one of the buildings surrounding the courtyard, he might have escaped her. Kimmie never made mistakes like that. In the last months they fought as enemies, Shego realized Kim was doing the same as she was. They exchanged blows and vitriolic banter in much the same way other lovers would exchange little token gifts of affection.
Shego launched herself at the last ninja. He fell under her assault. She began pummeling him mercilessly. He, all too soon, lost consciousness. She stood and looked about her. Her eyes sparkled as she took in the sight of the fallen sentries. She wished Kimmie were here with her. If she were, Shego would joyfully ravish her amongst their fallen foes. Almost nothing made Shego as horny as a good fight.
Sounds penetrated the fog of lust filling her mind. From the main temple building poured scores of ninja. Shego was so very tempted to take them all on. She knew better though. Her fun would have to take a backseat. Princess was counting on her. She stood and smiled as fifty ninja surrounded her. From the way they moved, and the sloppiness of their attack stances, she knew these were mostly teenagers. Each and everyone one of them covered in a barely seen layer of blue dust.
She lifted a hand and gave the nearest one a finger wave. “As much as I'd like to play with all of you. I don't have time. Buh-Bye now!”
The courtyard filled with a bright orange glow. In a matter of seconds, she was alone.
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Kim was glad Joss was taller, and had more upper arm strength, than herself. They had been carrying Yori for a while now as they made their way deeper into the mountain. After navigating one last flight of stone steps, their guide led them into a large cavern. Torch light flickered amongst the hundreds of ninja filling the entire subterranean space. Like a single living entity, they parted. An open aisle soon lay before them.
Kim could see the old leader in the center of the cavern. He was dressed in the same red and yellow outfit she saw him wear on their previous encounters. All the rest of the ninja hoard were in white. She suppressed a smile. They were still intent on playing the role of “Good guys” for Ron's sake. This could only mean one thing. They had no clue what was in store for them.
The ninja master watched as Ron Stoppable, and the girl Joss, entered the cavern. Yori hung limply in their grasp as they ran breathlessly toward the alter. He sent out his power. Power that had an unseen but special effect. Unlike the showy aspects, like levitation or astral projection, it could show him any attempt to deceive. The deception he felt surrounding him was strong. Part of it was from his own followers. He sensed even more radiating from Stoppable and the girl. They were attempting to hide something from him. He composed his face into a look of serenity. Soon he would find out what they were up to.
As they reached the cloth covered alter, Ron gently lowered Yori to the ground. “Sensei! Man you are a sight for sore eyes!” He shrugged off his backpack. “Yori's hurt bad. Shego and Dr. Mrs. P. attacked us. They are like completely crazy! They were yelling about us killing Kim, when you know, like we didn't and all!” He paused dramatically. “We were on our way here to deliver the statue thingy.” He reached into his pack and pulled out the idol. “Yori said this was the only safe place for it, ya know.”
The whole time Ron was speaking, Kim just nodded her head vigorously. She was doing her best to look around the area, without appearing to. In the air she could see a faint blue tinge. That meant the ninja were almost certainly covered in tracking powder. She rubbed at her arms as if they hurt from carrying Yori.
Sensei stepped forward and placed a hand on Ron's shoulder in a fatherly fashion. “Fear not Stoppable-San. Even now my warriors are fighting off our foes.” He waved his other arm at the group surrounding them. “Here you are under our protection. We shall not let you come to harm.” He reached down and gently lifted the idol from Ron's grasp. “Now that all the artifacts are assembled here, in this place of power, they cannot be used by our enemies. In fact Stoppable-San, they may now be used for good. With the help of my own power, we can use them to heal all of you.”
Kim had wondered what tactic the ninja would use to attempt to hoodwink Ron into giving up his power. It was a pretty good spiel. She was willing to bet he would want to “heal” Ron first, even though Yori was in worse condition. She decided to test it. “Umm. That there is pretty darn great. Is there somethin Ron and I can do? Yori is hurt real bad.”
The old man hesitated when she spoke. Then he resumed placing the idol on the remaining empty pedestal. “No young one. Ron must be aided first. He is the master of the Mystical Monkey Power. We may need his aid in defending against our foes while we heal Yori and yourself.”
Kim nodded slowly. Exactly as she thought, they wanted the power more than anything, even the life of Yori. It was time to put the rest of the plan into action. She let her hand run lower on her arm. It grazed the button on her Kimmunicator.
A scream of rage and hatred echoed off the walls of the cavern. “Now I've found you! Did you think your wimpy guards could stop me!? I will have my revenge!”
All eyes in the cavern searched out the owner of the voice, but none could see it's owner. Sensei raised his voice. “Show yourself evil one!”
A laugh rang out. “Why? So you can all attack me at once? Do you think I'm stupid? I am more than you could ever imagine! I have power not even you can comprehend!”
Sensei's dark power whispered to him, it told him she was attempting to deceive him. “Prove this power you claim to have then!”
The voice came from the alter. Everyone turned to look as Shego shimmered into visibility. “Here is my power!” She raised her arms above her head and began chanting the the code phrase they agreed on earlier. “HIK … A … BIK … A … BOO!” She waved her arms dramatically over the crowd of ninja. An orange glow sprang up in the cavern. “Feel my wrath! I now destroy you all!”
She lit her hands in green flame, and yelled. “HOO … SHA!”
The orange light became so bright, it was almost unbearable to look at. The ancient ninja master blinked his eyes as his followers winked out of existence. He summoned his power and used it to shield himself from the woman's power. Never had he seen such powerful magic as this. He feared for his life. His only hope now, was to gain the Mystical Monkey Power.
Shego jammed her hands to her hips and grinned at the ninja leader. He and Yori were now the only two of the clan left. “Now tell me. How do you intend to stop me from getting my revenge?”
Sensei thought quickly. If it was revenge she wanted, maybe he could bargain with her... He opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted.
Yori's eyes blinked open. “Master! It's a trick! They are all in on it!” She sat up and pointed at the brown haired teen. “That one is really Kim Possible! She is not dead as we were led to believe!” She stood and used the alter to support herself as she moved on her one good leg over to where her master stood. “They intend to stop us from attaining our rightful power.”
The old man nodded. His power had shown him their deception. Now the nature of it was revealed. “My child, you have done well to tell me this. Come, together we shall take the power from this unworthy one!”
He moved next to Yori, and they both assumed defensive stances.
Shego hopped off the alter and stood by Kim and Ron. Kim spoke in low menacing tones. “So you have found us out. We'll stop you anyway.”
The master summoned a sphere of power around himself and Yori. “My power will not let you harm us. Even the Mystical Monkey Power cannot penetrate my protective sphere.”
Ron grinned. “Yeah. Ya know... We kinda figured that.”
Yori's arm moved like lightning. Before he could blink, the elderly ninja found his power slipping away. He looked and saw the power inhibiting amulet around his neck. “My granddaughter! How could you betray me like this?!”
Yori just stood there without speaking. It was Kim who replied. “She didn't have a choice. You do though. Surrender, or face the consequences.”
Shego's hands flared green.
Ron began to glow blue.
Kim crouched to attack, as she smiled. “Make up your mind old man.”
Sensei knew he was in trouble. His power was beyond his reach. The only thing he had left were his own skills, and one last trick up his sleeve. He tucked his hands into his sleeves and feigned a bow of submission. “I am defeated.”
Kim grinned. It had been almost too easy.
Metal flashed. The Lotus Blade was in the old ninja's hand. He swung it toward Ron.
Shego fired her plasma at the, suddenly moving, ninja elder. He didn't even pause as the fire struck him.
Ron grinned. “Oh no you don't!” He didn't even try to dodge the attack. He just reached out, and plucked it from the surprised man's grasp by the blade. “I'm the Monkey Master remember? The Lotus Blade is mine to wield.” In his hand, the blade lengthened into a full size katana. He tossed the weapon in the air. They all watched at it came down and buried itself almost a quarter of it's length in the top of the alter. “But... I don't need it to take you down.”
Kim was mad. She hadn't seen that coming at all. The old man could have hurt, or killed, someone with that last trick. She ran forward and slammed her fists into his chest. Anger felt like it was surging up her arms, and into her hands, as she punched him as hard as she could.
The blow knocked him back into the alter. The force and momentum of it, carried him across the top of the scarred stone. His scream of outrage was cut off, at the same time his head was, by the supernaturally sharp edge of the Lotus Blade.
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