Kim Possible Porn Story: A Long Life Chapter 1
AN. I was not satisfied with the way A Long Life was headed. So, now that I have gotten over whatever it was that was making me sick, I have decided to redo the story. This one will tell the same story as A Long Life, but in a different manner. For those who have read A Long Life, I thank you.
Now for the standard disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, Drakken, Shego, Ron Stoppable, or anyone else from the show.
“We will come back” the Lorwardian, Warhok says as he climbs out of the rubble of the ship that that insufferable human had sent them into, which crashed somewhere in western Colorado. It would take more than a mere ship crash to kill a member of the Lorwardian race. Although, considering the condition both he and his battlemate Warmonga were in, probably not much more. Holding his broken arm against his side, he supresses a wince as a sharp pain shoots along his side. Probably some broken ribs as well judging by his ragged breathing.
Warmonga isn’t doing much better. A jagged cut along her forehead, leaking blood from where a piece of the ship and gouged her. She too has her injuries, limping along on a broken leg, blood staining her tattered unirform. “Yes” she rasps out, “We will bring our entire fleet here next time. No more toying with these pathetic humans.”
Side by side, they survey the wreck of their ship, hatred burning in their gazes at what the pathetic humans had done to them. Neither of them fully understood what had happened. One moment, they were victorious. Talking over what to do with the insufferable Kim Possible, she who had led to Warmonga’s defeat the first time. The next thing they knew, they were defeated by Kim Possible’s mate. One they had both dismissed as worthless and inconsequential. Using a power neither had seen before, he had flung them into the falling star that was their ship.
Oh they would both pay, the Lorwardians swore, they would pay for this outrage. In all the centuries the Lorwardians had flown the starry expanse, no race had ever defeated them so soundly. It could not be allowed to continue. They would return. But not to play. No. This time, they wouldn’t make planetfall. The next time, they will set their mightiest ships, the “planet-busters” as nicknamed by the numerous races subjugated by the Lorwardian Empire, into orbit and turn this speck of a mudball into nothing more than molten rock and slag. And there would be nothing Kim Possible or her mate could do to stop them.
As Warhok and Warmonga discuss their plans, neither see the black cowled figure sneaking up on them through the shadows created by the setting sun. As they begin looking for their communications device to see if it’s intact, neither hear the slide of metal against leather.
The first sign they receive that they are not as alone as thought is a surprised gurgle from Warmonga as a katana blade slides through her back, the tip, slick with her blood, sticking out of her chest, the blade having sliced through her heart, killing her almost instantly.
Warhok barely has time to duck as another blade flashes towards him. Ducking under the blade, he bellows in rage at the crouched figure dressed all in black, a cloth mask covering his face, “You dare attact us in such a cowardly fashion?” Crouching himself, he growls, “Come get me coward. You will find that I am not so easy prey when my back is not turned”.
The figure does not speak, merely sheathing his swords at his back in silent mockery.
“You should have kept your blades” Warhok sneers, then without another word, he rushes the figure.
The next few minutes are a brutal dance. Warhok attacks, the figure leaps or dodges the attack, all without striking back, and as if mocking Warhok, the figure stays on Warhok’s good side, avoiding Warhok’s broken arm.
“Fight back coward” Warhok bellows after what seems like his 15th strike lands on nothing but air. Warhok can almost feel the figure smirking as it shrugs, as if saying, “Ok” Then the figure leaps into the air and snaps a crescent kick to the side of Warhok’s head, his head snapping to the side as Warhok flies through the air, lasnding in a heap about ten feet away. How did he do that? Warhok wonders as he slowly climbs to his feet, ears ringing from a blow that felt like he’d been hit by a heavy boulder. Our intelligence of these humans was wrong. They are far stronger than we were led to believe.
“Lucky shot” Warhok says, cracking his neck as he rolls his shoulders. Rushing the figure again, he wraps his powerful arms around the figure, intending to crush the figure in what the pathetic humans call a bearhug. Face scrunched in agony, Warhok pushes past the agony he’s puting his broken arm through, like any good Lorwardian soldier, focusing on crushing the fool who dared kill his battlemate.
The figure grunts and struggles, twisting and turning for a few moments before he stills, Warhok laughing as he slowly crushes the masked figure, “Die you coward” he gloats, “Die–” his words are halted as the figure tilts his head to the side and snaps his leg forward, an acrobatic display as his foot connects with Warhok’s nose, crushing it. Bellowing in pain, Warhok releases the figure. Dropping to the ground in a crouch, the figure snaps his leg out, one, two, three times in quick succession, the first kick shattering Warhok’s knee, the second slamming into the side with the broken ribs, breaking them even more, sending bone fragments into Warhok’s lungs, the third striking Warhok on the chin, knocking his head back, and snapping his neck by the force of the blow.
As Warhok crumples to the ground, his last thoughts are of his people, and in an uncharacteristic thought, hopes his people do not seek vengeance against these powerful humans.
Standing up fully, the figure looks down at the bodies of Warhok and Warmonga for only a moment before walking away. As Warhok’s vision fades into death, he hears the figure say in a soft voice, “I’m sorry Kim and Ron. It’s better this way”
AN: Who is that masked figure? What is his connection to Ron and Kim? Yeah Yeah, some of you already know. No spoiling it for the others. Please read and Review. I love you long time if you do.