Kim Possible Porn Story: A Long Life Chapter 23
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Thanks for the kind reviews and your patience. Let’s see if I can update more often shall we?
Oh and in the last chapter, I gave a set of coordinates. They were the wrong coordinates. So I fixed it.
This would have been up yesterday but the Document Manager was down all day.
“So what is on this computer that isn’t on your laptop?” Kim asks, looking at a 56 inch computer monitor surrounded by 6 20 inch monitors, each showing different things from stock quotes, news tickers, sports scores, footage from numerous security cameras from numerous locales based on the different scenery, a game of mahjong, a search engine, with the center screen showing a screen saver.
Thomas sits down before the computer, Elizabeth kneeling next to him on his right, Shego standing on his left. Kim takes the space behind Thomas while Ron moves to a corner of the room, away from everyone, his expression haunted and thoughtful. Kim looks over at him, a sorrowful expression in her gaze.
She’s about to move to him when she’s stopped by Thomas, who says, “Got it. And it looks like I was right.”
Turning to look at what he’s talking about, she sees a 3D spinning glove of the Earth, blue lines crosscrossing the globe and each other, intersections marked by blue dots, the more lines that cross, the bigger the dot.
“What is it?” Shego asks, leaning closer to look at the globe. Kim moves closer as well, sparing a long sympathetic look at her boyfriend before leaning towards the monitor as well.
“Ley lines,” Thomas says as he enters in the coordinates given on the paper left behind by Monkey Fist when he fled the Smithsonian. The globe shifts, growing on the screen and rotating until a small island off the coast of Ireland is shown, the entire island within a large blue dot. “Just as I thought,” he muses to himself, “Avalon.”
“Avalon?” Shego asks, brow furrowed in confusion, “Thought Avalon was a myth?”
“And off the coast of Great Britain,” Elizabeth says before looking at Kim, who keeps looking back at Ron, who doesn’t seem to be paying attention to the conversation, instead looking at the floor in deep thought.
“Avalon is real,” Thomas says, “Never been there, but I knew Arthur. Myth and legends have distorted his real story, but he existed.”
“Wait,” Kim says, looking back at Thomas, “You knew King Arthur and Merlin?”
“Well,” Thomas says sheepishly, “I didn’t know him personally. But I did serve in Arthur’s army. Merlin, on the other hand, never existed. There was a Myrddin, but he wasn’t connected to Arthur. As for off the coast of Great Britain?” He shrugs, “No legend ever says where Avalon lay.”
“So Avalon is real?” Elizabeth asks, looking down at her papa.
“Yes and no,” Thomas says, “The island is smack dab in the middle of the largest confluence of ley lines. Nothing is as it seems. At times, it acts as a confluence of realities. And if Walker takes the amulet of Alulus and the Tempus Simia there, reality itself may be at risk.”
“Why?” Ron finally asks, “What will happen?”
Looking at Ron, Thomas sighs and says, “The Amulet of Alulus allows a person with no mystical ability to use mystical and arcane energies. It’s use is rather limited. It draws in energy, and it expels energy. That’s it. The Tempus Simia on the other hand, is the most powerful object in the world. It not only allows the user to travel through space and time, but through it’s ability to altar time, it also allows the creation and destruction of realities. And with the largest pool of mystical energy to draw upon, there’s no limit to the destructive power…”
Thomas gets a thoughtful expression and after calling up several pages of documents, he scans over them quickly before continuing, “The Amulet of Alulus can absorb energy, but the energy needs to be directed at it. Just bringing it into the ley pool wouldn’t do a thing. The Tempus Simia however, absorbs ambient energy as a power source.”
“Like you papa?” Elizabeth asks, leaning closer to the monitor to read it.
“Yes,” Thomas says, then leans back, “But that doesn’t explain how he intends to use it…unless…..” He calls up even more files, documents written in runes. Scanning the runes, he murmurs, “That just might work.”
“What might work?” Shego asks, frowning as she looks at the runes.
“The Tempus Simia works by will. The User focuses on the time and location of when and where they want to go, and the Tempus Simia takes them there by releasing a ring of energy that opens a portal,” Thomas says, reading rapidly.
“Yeah so?” Shego asks, earning a smirk from Thomas
“So what would happen if a person focuses on their present moment and location?” Thomas asks.
“Absolutely nothing?” Ron asks, Kim smiling at the small sign of the old Ron.
“I wish,” Thomas says, “And oddly, completely logical coming from you.”
“Hey!” Ron says, indignant.
Thomas chuckles and murmurs under his breath, “I knew you were there.” Shrugging, he says, “As I said, it seems logical. However, these runes suggest otherwise. if I’m reading the runes right, focusing on the present time and location with release a focused beam of energy.” Sitting back again, he says, “But what is he planning?”
Standing up, he paces back and forth in front of the computer as he thinks things over, “It doesn’t make sense. If he wanted the energy for destruction, he would have kept Ron. Using a living source of mystical energy would be better for that than natural pools of energy. Plus that much energy released would shatter the planet.”
“Maybe that’s what he wants,” Shego says, “He is insane after all.”
“Insane, but not suicidal,” Thomas says, “I never got the sense he was suicidal. He enjoys life too much.”
“So what is he trying?” Kim asks, as confused as the others are.
“I just don’t know,” Thomas mutters, staring at the monitor showing the island.
Elizabeth puts her hand on his arm as she says, “Perhaps we should take a break? We all need rest. We have a week before the date on the paper, so why don’t we all take a break? Get some rest and gather our thoughts.”
Thomas sighs and nods, “Yeah. I suppose you’re right.” Looking at Kim and Ron, he says, “Why don’t you two head back to your apartment? We’ll meet back here tomorrow afternoon.”
Kim nods as she heads over to Ron. Kissing his cheek, she pretends to not notice her boyfriend’s flinch as she says, “Ok Thomas. Come on Ron.” She murmurs, leading him from the room.
“Will they be ok?” Elizabeth asks her papa, her eyes showing great sadness and sympathy.
“I hope so,” Thomas murmurs, turning towards the door the two lovers had left by, “I truly do. Love like theirs should be treasured…”
AN: so what ya think? Worth a 6 month hiatus? read and review please. Next chapter will be about Ron and Kim.