Kim Possible Porn Story: Rebirth Chapter 13

by Jawelik

Rinoa’s parents were very happy to have a visit from the girl who had rescued their daughter. She didn’t need to explain to them why she was there, or flash her fancy new Shinra ID badge. The parents didn’t even question Kim when she said she wanted to talk to their 9 year old girl. Just sent her up to the child’s bedroom.

Kim climbed the stairs to the family’s quaint little house, and knocked on Rinoa’s door. There was no answer, but Kim entered anyway, remembering that the girl had been very quiet. She found the girl sitting on well made bed, in the middle of a very tidy bedroom. She was reading a book, that was a lot thicker than one you’d expect someone her age to be reading. A quick look around her room, showed bookshelves everywhere, several on the walls, and even more sitting on the floor. All of them were packed with thick books. Seems Rinoa was an avid reader.

“Hi Rinoa. Do you remember me?”

The girl looked up from her book and to her guest. She had grown a few inches since Kim had last seen her. She smiled ever so briefly, until Kim closed the door behind her. Then she pouted and seemed reluctant to talk, but the question that was bugging her needed to come out.

Her voice was soft timid and barely audible. “Where’s Ron?”

With a sigh, Kim knelt down in front of Rinoa and looked sadly into her big brown eyes. “Sweetie… Ron’s in trouble, and…”

“Trouble?” Rinoa gasped, dropping her book. “What’s wrong?! What happened to him?!”

“I…” Kim hesitated. “I’m not sure. But I think you can help me figure it out.”

She slanted her head curiously. Kim couldn’t help but admit that the little kid was just adorable. “How?”

“Well, you remember a year ago? When me and Ron saved you from…”

“You didn’t save me!” she snapped, shocking Kim with her suddenly raised voice. “Ron saved me! And you took all the credit!”

Kim felt her face reddening. That was quite a bold accusation. But she managed to calm herself before losing her temper. “Sweetie… I don’t have any idea what happened. I was unconscious, and…”

“Exactly! How could you possibly save me if you were knocked out?! Glory hog! And stop calling me sweetie!”

Kim had a harder time keeping her temper in check this time. She knew the kid had a crush on Ron, but why was she acting like such a little ingrate? She clenched her teeth, and felt the vein in her forehead close to bursting, before she forced out her next question.

“Listen, sweet… uh… Rinoa. Ron’s in trouble because of something that happened that day. And I’m hoping that knowing what happened will help me help him. Did you see anything?”

The girl hesitated, then nodded. “Yeah. I saw everything.”

Kim smiled, hopefully. “Really? Could you tell me, please? And try not to leave out any details.”

She regarded Kim with a slightly hostile pout, before nodding. “Okay. If it will help Ron… I’d gone to play in my favorite spot in the mountains. That’s where I found the weird lake that hadn’t been there before. I think it was mako, or at least that’s what my encyclopedias said…”

Kim smiled softly. This was a bright little girl. Articulate too.

“Well I was really curious. I’d never seen mako before, so I went in for a closer look. Then the big scary crystal monster came out. I nearly drowned in the wave of mako it made. It growled at me so I started running, then it started throwing rocks as big as daddy’s car! But I went into one of the caves I like to play in and hid. He couldn’t get me in there.”

Kim nodded. “Then what happened?”

“Well I was stuck in there. I tried to sneak away a few times, but he always came out of the mako to get me, so I had to keep going back to the cave. I don’t know how long I was in there, but I spent most of my time curled up against the back wall crying. I was really scared.”

Kim’s expression softened. This kid was painting quite a vivid picture with her story, so much so that Kim felt her heart break for her just thinking about the poor crying and frightened little girl in the dark scary cave.

“And eventually me and Ron showed up, right?”

Rinoa nodded. “Uh huh. At first I heard the sounds of the monster roaring. He sounded really mad!”

Kim nodded at the memory. “Oh yeah.”

“Then there was the sounds of fighting, and after a really bright light shone into my cave and almost blinded me it all went quiet.”

Kim knew what the bright light was. It was the explosive attack that had knocked her unconscious. This is where the story got interesting.

“I was still really scared, but I decided to go and see what was going on.”

Kim was surprised. “You were frightened, there were loud noises and explosions, and you still stuck your head out of that cave? That’s pretty brave.”

The girl gave a little smile. “Mommy always said I was too curious for my own good.”

“So what did you see?” Kim asked, really anxious to know by now. This kid told one heck of a good story. Must’ve come with all the reading the did.

“Well you were sprawled out on your face looking totally useless…”

Kim frowned at the the rather mean description.

“… And Ron was standing up and walking towards the monster.” Rinoa got a dreamy look on her face. “I could tell that he was hurt by the way he was limping, but he was so brave. He was putting himself between you and the monster, and I knew he was protecting you. And the look he had on his face! He wasn’t scared, not even a little bit!”

Kim felt herself getting misty eyed. The picture in her mind of her best friend was so clear now. Putting himself in harms way, so determined to protect her that fear didn’t even cross his mind. Never had she pictured such a courageous sight, and never did she think she’d think of Ron that way.

Then Rinoa’s face got serious, cutting of Kim’s reverie. “And that… is when things got REALLY scary!”

–Flashback–

She watched from the cave as the blonde haired boy wearing the black shirt, boots and tan cargo pants slowly struggled to his feet. And rather than running away from the gargantuan monster that was slowly approaching him, he approached it. Made sure he was between the crystal creature and the unconscious red head. Rinoa knew she should have been more scared, but she found herself fascinated by the boy’s bravery. This was the kind of thing she’d only read about heroes doing in her books.

The boy, in obvious pain, continued to limp forward, then he seemed to falter. Was about ready to pass out. But then something strange happened. He closed his eyes, and looked to the ground in some kind of trance. His body, at first hunched over in pain, straightened, and Rinoa could almost hear his bones crack as they moved back into proper alignment. Then he smiled. The most twisted, evil and sinister smile the eight year old girl had ever seen in her short life.

From the nearby mako lake that the monster was submerged in from the waist down, a glowing cloud started to rise and approach the boy. His eyes still closed, still standing straight as a trained soldier, still smiling. The glowing white and green mako cloud gathered around him, darkened to black smoke riddled with thousands of dark blue sparks. That swirled around him in an admittedly attractive display of light. Then like water being sucked down a drain, the dark mako was drawn into the boy’s body.

He stretched out as if the mako had awoken him from a long and restful slumber, his hand holding a dimly glowing red katana. Then he snickered in a deep voice which was among the scariest things Rinoa had ever heard. His voice though human, had a kind of… unnatural quality to it. It was barely noticeable, but there was something off about it. Opening his eyes, revealed that they had changed from the brown they had been moments ago, to a softly glowing blue. Then finally he spoke.

“Finally… After all this time… I’m allowed to come out and play.” The Materia Monster now stood near the edge of the lake looking down at the little human with a deep growl. The blonde looked back with a supremely confident look shining in his new mako eyes. “So, you’re going to be my first playmate, huh?” He held up his sword. “Then show me what you’ve got, big boy.”

Actually seeming insulted by the human’s confidence, the monster roared with the deafening sound of screeching metal. It lifted its house-sized hand, and bought its palm down hard on its victim…

Rinoa couldn’t believe the result.

The boy simply raised his arm, and stopped the blow one handed. Rinoa would’ve expected such a big hand crushing someone so small to at least push him into the ground like a nail. But it didn’t even do that. He stopped this god-like creatures attack with a single hand and hadn’t even flinched. Was still smiling even.

Again he gave off a low sinister snicker, before shooting his gaze in the direction of the materia monster’s startled red and green materia eyes. “Okay. MY TURN!!”

A sudden line of red light flashed into existence across the monster’s wrist, as the katana was swung too fast for the eye to follow. There was a loud crack of shattering diamonds, and an roar of agony, as the colossal monster’s hand came apart from his body. It lifted its arm, and grabbed its wrist, minus the amputated appendage, as it gushed with glowing orange blood. The boy meanwhile tossed the hand he had removed into the mako lake, with a flick of his wrist.

“Oh come on, beastie!” he laughed. “Surely you can do better than that! I thought Wade said you were indestructible.”

Still holding its wrist, it looked down at the dangerous little speck and made its two eyes (green and red orbs respectively) glow brightly, before unleashing two laser beams at him. The boy raised his sword, with a slightly bored smile gracing his face, and the green and red beams were reflected right back into the monster’s chest. Again an agonized roar rocked the landscape. The beams superheated its crystal chest, causing to glow like rocks in a live volcano.

The boy lowered into a fighting stance, extending his sword behind him. Then he vanished. The monster roared louder than ever as the boy flew straight through his weakened chest like a bullet, sending chunks of flesh, materia crystal and a flood of glowing orange blood bursting out of its back.

The boy floated by the exit wound, and looked cruelly at the dying creature, as it let out another anguished roar before sinking into its lake. The last thing Rinoa saw of the monster was its outstretched hand as it disappeared into the depths of the planet. Then she looked up to the scary boy, who was shaking his head in disappointment, from where he still levitated.

“Well… That wasn’t much fun… Who am I going to play with now?” Ever so slowly, as if he’d know she was there all along, he turned and looked right at Rinoa, a look of malevolence glowing in his eyes. “You’ll do.”

She hugged the edge of the cave opening and her hole body went rigid, as she watched him glide towards her. The monster was gone, only to be replaced by an even scarier one that she couldn’t hide from in her cave. Tears started running down her face and she started to cry.

“I… I want Mommy… and Daddy…”

The boy suddenly hesitated with a shocked look in his eyes, then he grabbed his head in both hands. Seeming to be struggling with himself, he growled in a different, less evil voice. “No! Leave her alone!”

Then the evil voice came back. “You can’t send me back! Not after just letting me out! I wont let you!”

His eyes shot open and looked right at Rinoa. But they were eyes filled with fear this time. “And I won’t let you hurt her! I… I WON’T!!”

His arms outstretched, he looked to the sky and a bright beam of blue energy burst out of his chest as he expelled the power from his body, sending bright pillar of light into the heavens. Then he faltered, passed out and started falling a good fifty feet, before hitting the mako lake head first. She watched as his body resurfaced, floating face down.

It was only a few minutes before the red haired girl came to, and started looking around. She was oblivious to what had just happened. Then she stood up and saw the boy in the lake, and screamed, “Ron!” So that was his name.

Rinoa kept watching, still scared, as the girl pulled Ron out of the lake and started crying as she tried to revive him. Rinoa wondered why she was crying over something so scary. Was the girl the same as him? Was she scary too?

It wasn’t long before the boy woke up again, and Rinoa stiffened. He got up and the red head put her arm over his shoulder, and they seemed to be talking and joking with one another. Then when they stood up, Ron looked over his friend’s shoulder and right at their observer and smiled. He said something, and the girl turned around and smiled too.

Frightened by their approach, Rinoa ran back into the cave, curled up against the back wall hugging her knees, and tried her best not to cry as she heard the pair enter.

“Rinoa?” She heard the girl speak her name, and looked up frightened into her emerald green eyes. “My name’s Kim Possible. Your Mommy and Daddy sent me here to bring you home.”

She sat still and frozen, not willing to believe this girl. When she was surprised by what her companion said.

“We’re the good guys.”

Finally she found the courage to look up at Ron again. And she was surprised by what she saw. His eyes seemed completely different now. They still glowed softly blue, but there wasn’t a trace of the cold malevolence from before, in his eyes or on his face. To be honest she had never seen a warmer or more reassuring smile in her life. She had no idea why, but all of a sudden she found herself trusting this boy.

She remembered reading once that the eyes were the windows to the soul, and now she saw why. She could actually see his soul. And it was the warmest, purest and most beautiful thing she had ever seen. This was no monster. He was a hero! Her hero.

Slowly she climbed to her feet, and started to run forward. Didn’t even notice Kim fall to her knee and open up her arms. She brushed past her, ran up to Ron and latched onto his leg, smiling softly.

She couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt so safe.

–End Flashback–

Rinoa shrugged at Kim, who still knelt next to her bed. “And that’s pretty much it. You know everything that happened after that.”

Kim nodded, feeling shocked and sad. Tears were glistening in her eyes. “Guess I owe Ron a really big apology. I really did take all the credit huh?”

Rinoa pouted angrily and nodded.

With a sigh she looked to the floor. Now that she thought about it, that hadn’t been the only time. Ron was always on her missions with her. She probably would have failed most of them if he weren’t there. And she always took all the credit. Always. She couldn’t remember the last time she had felt so guilty.

Sniffing sadly, she looked back up at Rinoa with a warm smile and wiped her tears with back of her hand. “You know Rinoa. You’re a pretty good story teller.”

This actually bought a soft smile to her face. “Thanks. I want to be a writer when I grow up.”

“Well I’ll bet you’ll be great one, Rinoa.”

Her smile widened, and Kim was glad this girl was warming up to her. “I love books. But the kids at school all say I’m weird.”

Kim nodded at that. “The kids at my school always said Ron was weird… And they were right, you know?” Again that angry pout appeared on the child’s face, but Kim continued. “But weird just means different. And there’s nothing wrong with that. You should take weird as a compliment, Rinoa. Because my best friend in the whole world is weird, and I wouldn’t want him any other way.”

Now the girl smiled again. “You know? You’re not as bad as I thought, Miss Possible.”

“Call me Kim.”

“Okay. Kim.”

“Thanks, Rinoa,” she said, as she stood up and headed to the door. “You’ve been a big help.”

“What’s wrong with Ron?”

Kim paused, and cursed under her breath. She’d hoped she’d managed to distract her from that question. “I’m not sure if I can tell you Rinoa. You probably don’t wanna know…”

“Yes I do! Tell me Kim! Please?”

Kim hesitated before speaking. “You remember what he was like when he beat that materia monster?”

Rinoa nodded. “Yeah. He was scary.”

“Well… He’s scary again, Rinoa. But I think I can get him back to normal now.”

“You better!’ she said, surprising Kim with her harshness. “Because when I grow up, I’m gonna marry him!”

Kim paused. For some reason none of her usual comments came to mind, when replying to a comment like that. She would expect herself to joke about being a bridesmaid, or helping her pick out a wedding dress. But no jokes came to mind as she exited the child’s room. So she said the one thing she could think of saying.

“I’ll get him back. I promise.”

XXXXX

Bonnie had listened to the whole story from the roof of an old abandoned gas station across the road. She took off her headphones, which was attached to a listening device that resembled a little satellite dish. She wasn’t going to need it again in a moment. She had to admit though, that Kim was right. That kid definitely told a good story.

Looking to her side, she picked up the silenced rifle she had bought along with her, and cocked it. It wasn’t a very good piece of equipment, standard Shinra issue, but it was the best she could do on short notice. It was nothing compared to some of the custom jobs she’d put together in her day, but it would be adequate. This wasn’t going to be a hard shot, she didn’t even bother attaching a scope.

Bonnie had always had a thing for guns, and an uncanny talent for using them. Something she had inherited from her late father, who was one of the Shinra army’s top marksmen back in the day. Up until the man had died in the line of duty when she was ten, she had been quite a Daddy’s girl. Though he would never allow his precious little girl to use a live firearm, she was always with him when he practiced at the firing range, or modifying guns in his workshop. Always watching and learning. After he died, she inherited all his guns and his workshop, and all her years of watching had paid off. It wasn’t long at all before she surpassed all of her father’s considerable skills.

It wasn’t just her skills though that attracted the Turks, and got her an invitation to their elite training program. It was her personality profile. She had a ruthless streak, which was a prerequisite of the job. She also lacked the classic view of right and wrong most people had. Not to say that she was without conscience, but she was not about to let it rule her. With so many differing views of right and wrong in the world, Bonnie never found any need to follow any of them. So ever since becoming one of the Turks, she had learned to embrace their way of life. Right and wrong didn’t matter to them. Only serving the President and following orders. Doing their job was the most important thing.

No more than ten people met the prerequisites for the Turks training. And Bonnie was not only the only trainee to pass, but she passed with some of the highest scores in Turk’s history. She was their prodigy.

Shaking off thoughts of her life, she noticed Kim exiting the house, and aimed her rifle at her. This was definitely a far cry from the state of the art weapons she was used too, but it was such an easy shot that it didn’t matter. She could make this shot with this gun at 20 times the distance. She focused, aimed between Kim’s shoulder blades when her back was to her, and squeezed the trigger.

Kim didn’t even notice at the tracer bullet hit the back of her armor. It was another development using Shinra’s nanotechnology, able to change it consistency and appearance. It hit her soft as putty, didn’t make a sound, then darkened to black so it wouldn’t be seen on the back of her uniform.

Bonnie pulled a small device from her belt and checked it. This new tracer would eliminate any need for listening devices or headphones. And she saw the opportunity to test it, when Kim pulled out her cell phone. Bonnie pressed a button on her hand held, and linked to the phone to listen in. The voices were clear as day, she liked these toys Shinra let her play with.

“General, its me,” Kim said.

“Report.”

“Ron, it…” Bonnie her her sniff sadly, then her voice cracked. “It’s my fault sir! What happened to Ron is all my fault!”

Cloud sounded worried next. “What do you mean Kim? Are you okay?”

“That materia monster had me knocked out, and Ron wanted to protect me,” she said. Bonnie watched as she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. “That’s why he gave into the darkness. He did it to protect me. Its all my fault!”

“Kim, get a hold of yourself!” Cloud snapped. Bonnie saw Kim stiffen. “It may be true that he did it to protect you, but that doesn’t make it your fault.” He sighed. “Think about it Kim. On a certain level I think he always new he had that power, but was afraid to use it. If the roles were reversed and it was your power, and it was the only thing that could save him. Would you have hesitated?”

Kim paused. “No…”

“Neither would I in his position. And he came back from that too. We’ll get him back again, I know we will.”

She nodded at that. “Yes sir. Thanks.”

“No big,” he said, surprising Bonnie by using Kim’s phrase. “When are you coming back?”

She sniffed again, but seemed to be composing herself. “I think it would be a good idea to see Ron’s mother while I’m in town. She was Hojo’s assistant, so she might know even more about the experiment that made Ron.”

“Good call, Kim.”

“Then I might pay my folks a quick visit. They’ll be majorly tweaked if they found out I was in town, and didn’t stop in to say hi.”

Cloud chuckled. “Well we can’t have tweaked parents, can we? Go right ahead Kim, and don’t feel rushed to leave them. Remember, all of Shinra Inc is backing you up, you don’t have to do it all yourself.”

“Thank you, sir. See you soon.”

“Later, Kim.”

Bonnie turned of her spy device. It had worked perfectly, and had been educational too. She had read the personality profile on Cloud a number of times, and never expected him to be so… friendly. He spoke with Kim like he would a close friend or a little sister more than a subordinate.

Shaking off the thought, she attached her spy device to her belt, then reached into her inside coat pocket for he cell phone. She hit the second number on speed dial, spoke a single message to the person who picked up before hanging up.

“I’m done here and ready for pickup.”

XXXXX

Jumping of the roof of the abandoned single story gas station, she approached the road and didn’t have to wait more than a minute before a sleek black sedan with tinted windows pulled up. This car had been designed especially for the Turks, and Bonnie imagined people would soon know there were Turks about if they saw this model. It was stylish, fast, handled beautifully and was armored well enough to take a rocket launcher blast with little more than a dent.

She opened the back door and slipped in to find her colleague, and friend Elena waiting for her. Reno was driving and Rude was in the passenger seat beside him.

“How’d it go?” Elena asked.

“Fine,” she mumbled, tossing her rifle over the back of the seat. “This rifle is junk though.”

Rude glanced back at her. “You missed?”

Bonnie frowned. “Please! At that range I could have hit her with a slingshot.”

“Well, how’d the new tracer bullet work?” Reno asked.

“Now that, I have to admit, was cool,” she replied smiling now. “I even used it to hack her cell phone and listen into her conversation. Can’t wait to try some of the other features.”

“Sci-Tech will be glad to hear that,” Elena said. Sci-tech was what people had started calling Shinra’s Science and Technology Division.

“Well I love the toys they’ve made for me so far,” Bonnie admitted.

“Then you’re in for a treat,” Elena said, picking up a case from the floor beside her. “Those custom jobs you ordered are finished.”

The brunette smiled brightly. “Already? Finally, no more junk guns!” She took the case, which opened with a hiss, and she whistled appreciatively at the gleaming pair of pistols inside. They were both made silvery reinforced alloy, and had a panel in each side that glowed green. She pulled one out and cocked it, then turned it over in her hand, carefully scrutinizing its design and alignment. She had an eye for things like that, she could often tell if a weapon was imprecise just by looking at it. These looked good though.

“Made to my specifications?” she asked.

“We made certain,” Rude confirmed.

“Yeah,” Reno cut in. “We know how those geeks at Sci-tech think they’re better than everyone else. Probably would’ve chucked your designs away and started from scratch without even looking at them, if not for us.”

“Even so, a few of those geeks were impressed with your schematics,” Elena said, with a smile.

Bonnie smiled back. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. We’ve had some of the top scientists and engineers working for Shinra for decades, and not one even considered using magnetic materia to power a mini rail gun. They said the idea was revolutionary.”

She smiled smugly. “Yeah, well I know my guns. And how to think outside the square.”

“That’s one of the reasons we hired you,” Reno said.

“So, how’s the functionality? The idea was one thing, but I needed Sci-Tech to make it work.”

“We put our two top scientists on it. They fight a lot, but still get things done faster than anyone else. And to answer your question, those are probably two of the finest handguns ever built. At the highest setting , the bullets can reach speeds close to the speed of light. And speaking of bullets…”

She drew Bonnie’s attention to the clips in her gun case. “Each gun can take three clips with different ammo. The dial at the back of the gun switches between them.”

Bonnie looked at the back of her gun and saw the dial. There was an electronic readout just below it, with three numbers. Each number measured the number of bullets remaining in each clip. Just as she’d designed.

“What kind of bullets are we talking here?”

“Oh, everything you can think of. Super armor piercers, explosive rounds, also some non lethal ones like those tracers you liked so much and smokescreens.”

She picked up a few of the numerous variety of clips, which were flat so she could load three into one pistol. She could switch between the different bullets with a flick of her thumb, so it made the weapons very versatile. She took off her blue coat, then took the harness Elena picked off the floor. She slipped it on, so the two attached holsters lay below each of her breasts, then put her coat back on. The harness was designed especially for her body and measurements, so it was extremely comfortable, and allowed for full range of movement.

She took the guns, loaded them with a selection of six clips, then slipped them into her holsters, where they were completely hidden from sight.

“I can’t wait to get to the practice range with these babies. Its one of the reasons I love being a Turk. All the fun toys.”

“Then, you’re gonna love this,” Elena snickered. She opened a hidden compartment on the back of rude’s seat, and when its contents were revealed Bonnie’s eyes lit up.

“Oooh, me likey!”

Elena pulled out the sleek silver scoped rifle and handed it to Bonnie. Like her handguns, it had a panel that had a green glow of magnetic materia. “The President found out about your little handguns and had Sci-Tech whip up a little something extra for you. This is quite possibly the most powerful sniper rifle ever made.”

“I don’t care how much power that Stoppable guy is packing, that thing will pop his head like a grape,” Reno enthused.

Bonnie felt herself stiffen a little at that comment, but ignored the feeling.

“Especially with these,” Elena added handing her a clear plastic case with six large gauge sniper rifle bullets. Bonnie took the case and examined them.

“Materia tipped?” she asked. “Nice.”

“You better believe it,” Reno said. “Those things in that rifle could blast through a mountain and still keep going for miles.”

Bonnie nodded, then put down her new rifle and slipped the bullets into her pocket. She felt the strange need to change the subject, so she pulled her spy device from her belt and activated it. “Okay, back to work. According to this, Kim just got to Mrs Stoppable’s house.”

“Talking to his mother too huh?” Elena asked. “Smart move.”

Bonnie shrugged. “She has her moments. She’s not my rival for nothing, you know.”

Reno pulled over the car, and put his feet up on the dash. “Rival? Please! That goodie goodie wouldn’t have lasted two minutes in the Turks. You on the other hand Bonnie would have made SOLDIER First Class like that.” He snapped his fingers. “You’re the true elite, Bonnie. Kimmie there is just another grunt.”

Bonnie smiled. “You know Reno, most of the time you’re a real pain in the butt. But sometimes you can be really sweet.”

Reno shrugged. “Hey we might not always get along, but we’re Turks. We stick together.”

Bonnie, Elena and even Rude nodded at that.

Bonnie’s smile widened. That was one of the other things she loved about being a Turk. The loyalty. Not just to the President but each other. Now that she thought about it she’d never had that before. Back in high school, with the whole food chain thing, she was on top and had her posse. But she was always on guard so one of her so called friends didn’t stab her in the back. There had never been loyalty there. There was now though, and Bonnie was going to make sure she deserved it.

They were the Turks. Her friends… Her Family.

XXXXX

Completely unaware of the nanotech listening device on her back, Kim entered the Stoppable house. She, like Ron, never needed to knock when entering the other’s home. The Possible’s all considered Ron family, and Mrs Stoppable always felt the same about Kim. The tall bespectacled blonde woman met Kim when she entered, and pulled her into a warm hug. Kim was a little surprised when the older woman started crying.

“Somehow I get the feeling you already know something is wrong with Ron?” Kim mused.

Still hugging the young red head, Mrs Stoppable nodded. “He… he’s been taken by the darkness, hasn’t he?”

Kim pulled out of the hug, and nodded solemnly.

The blonde woman looked her in the eyes. “How much do you know?”

“A bit,” Kim admitted, explaining briefly what she had learned so far about the Jenova Project and dark lifestream.

Mrs Stoppable paused. “How have you learned so much?”

“A man named Vincent Valentine filled us in.”

“The Turk?” she asked surprised.

“You know him?”

She nodded. “A long time ago. I don’t know what Lucrecia was thinking choosing that monster Hojo over him. Vincent was a good man.”

“You knew Doctor Crescent too?”

“Oh yes, Lucrecia, Raine and I were all Hojo’s assistants. We were like sisters.”

Kim raised a curious eyebrow. “Who’s Raine?”

Mrs Stoppable smiled warmly. “Raine Strife. Cloud’s Mother.”

“Oh!” Kim said surprised. “I didn’t know. The General never talks about her. I get the feeling a painful subject for him.”

“I can imagine. Poor child. Now that the truth is out about Ron though, you tell that General of yours to come and visit me.”

“Why?” Kim asked, tilting her head curiously.

“I told you Kim, Raine and I were like sisters. After I helped her escape with her baby she made me Cloud’s God Mother.”

“What?!” she gasped. “Really?!”

“Oh yes. Used to change his diapers and everything.”

Kim couldn’t keep from giggling at the mental picture of her almighty General as a laughing baby boy.

“After they escaped of course I never saw them again,” she admitted, sadly. “Raine and I agreed it was safer if I didn’t know where she was. Less chance of her being found that way.”

“So what about Ron? That’s kinda what I’m here to ask about anyway. Can you tell me anything that will help me bring him back?”

The older woman hesitated. “I don’t know, Kim. Ron’s in born abilities are mostly a mystery. It was all theoretical, and after Hojo decided he was another failed experiment, no real research was put into it.”

“Is there anything you can tell me?”

“The best I can do is help you understand him a little better, Kim,” she said, sadly. “You see after learning that Hojo was going to try experimenting with the Jenova project again, I volunteered to carry the child. After what happened to Raine, I figured it would put me in a good position to save the baby if he was another failure.”

Kim smiled. “That was very brave of you.”

“And quite possibly the best decision of my life, because it gave me Ron.”

Kim nodded at that.

“Anyway, as you know Ron is half Ancient. Hojo as always was over confident that this experiment would work this time, so he prepared by making Ron a weapon.”

“The… Lotus Blade?” Kim asked.

Ron’s mother nodded.

“I always thought that was an old hand me down.”

She chuckled. “Quite the contrary, Kim. That sword is one of the most extraordinary weapons on the planet.”

“How so?”

“Well seeing as Ron was half Ancient, Hojo decided to take advantage of that. You see, the Cetra’s ancient civilization is still a great mystery, because their texts and hieroglyphics are difficult to translate. But one of the ancient documents that Shinra managed to decipher was a weapon schematic.”

“I’m guessing a sword,” Kim cut in.

“Precisely,” she replied. “The Cetra were apparently a peaceful people, but they still had their warriors. Very powerful warriors who drew upon the power of the planet, using their unique weapons to channel lifestream. Hojo had one of those weapons made for Ron before he was born. The metal was infused with mako. I decided to take it with me when I escaped with Ron.”

Kim paused and thought on this. “So if the theories on Ron are correct… He can use the Lotus Blade to focus the dark lifestream he’s connected to?”

She nodded. “Exactly. You always were a bright girl, Kim.”

“Mrs Stoppable… Why didn’t you ever tell Ron what he was? Maybe you could have prepared him for this?”

She lowered her eyes and started to look guilty. “I… I’m ashamed to say it, Kim. But I was scared. Scared of what that darkness could do to my precious baby… So I ignored it.”

Kim reigned in the anger she started feeling. This woman had made a mistake, but its one Kim could understand.

“I knew the danger was there, but just buried my head in the sand. He was always such a kind gentle and happy child, I fooled myself into believing he had been born normal, despite all the experimentation…” She sighed after that. “But deep down I knew better. He tried to hide it, but I knew about the nightmares he always had. I knew it was the darkness weighing down upon him in his sleep. I think that’s why he was always so happy. His waking life must have been a hundred times better than the world of his nightmares.”

She placed her face in her hand, and tears started to run down her face. “Oh my poor baby. I’ve been a truly horrible mother.”

Kim stepped up and put her arms around the woman. “That’s not true. You just wanted your son to be safe and happy. You loved him more than anything. No one can expect more from a mother than that.”

Mrs Stoppable placed her face on the girl’s shoulder and cried a little, before wiping her eyes and smiling softly at her. “Thank you Kim. I needed that.”

“No big,” she whispered. “But I better get going. I still need to help Ron.”

She nodded. “Do you know what you’re going to do?”

“Ron gave into the darkness once before, to save me. He pushed it back down then, and I think he can do it again. I just have to appeal to his sense of humanity.”

“I hope you’re right Kim,” she said, as they walked together to the front door. “If anyone can get through to him though, its you.”

“I’ll get him back, Mrs Stoppable.”

She smiled and nodded. “Oh and don’t forget to tell that God Son of my to drop by. I’ll make him a home cooked meal.”

Kim giggled at that. “I’m sure he’d like th…” She trailed off when she opened the front door, and found someone waiting for them in the front yard. Someone levitating a few feet off the ground, with his arms folded over his chest.

“Hey Kim,” Ron said darkly, before turning to her companion and smiling condescendingly. “Mommy.”

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Mrs Stoppable’s first instinct was to run to hug her son. “Ronnie!”

But Kim put her arm out and blocked her, as he she glared angrily at Ron, who slowly glided down onto the ground. Given a chance to look into those sinister glowing mako eyes, his mother started to frown. “You’re not my Ronnie.”

He sneered in reply. “And you’re not my mother! Nothing more than an incubator to me.”

His mother tensed as if she had just been stabbed in the heart, but Kim was quick to grab the woman’s shoulder reassuringly. “Don’t listen to him! He’s not Ron! So you shouldn’t let anything he says hurt you.”

She seemed to calm after hearing that. “You’re right Kim,” she said, glaring at the boy who was no longer Ron. “Give me back my son, you… you monster!”

Still with that condescending smile, he chuckled evilly. “After all these years of imprisonment, what makes you think I’d ever go back to being that weakling?”

“My Ronnie is no weakling!” the older woman snapped. “You said it yourself, you’ve been imprisoned for a long time! And my boy was the one who kept you locked up! At the very least that makes him stronger than you!”

His smile vanishing and giving way to a hateful scowl showed how little he liked that comment. Ever so slowly he drew the Lotus Blade from his back, and stepped towards the his mother with murder in his eyes. In the blink of an eye Kim’s daggers vanished from the clips on her waist and appeared in her hands. The she stood in a defensive stance in front of her best friend’s mother.

“Stay back!”

He stopped his approach, then surprisingly just returned his weapon to the sheath on his back without argument. “Fine.”

Kim’s eyes narrowed. “Where have you been? I was expecting to hear about a little havoc before running into you again.”

He shrugged nonchalantly. “Well havoc was definitely the plan. To celebrate my freedom, I decided to go out and find some fun. Maybe a playmate or two.” He sighed in disappointment. “Sadly though, there wasn’t a single person worth my time. Not a one was even worth killing.”

Kim felt relief flood through her, but managed to hold back her smile. “You haven’t killed anyone yet?”

“No… Not for lack of trying though. I was quite looking forward to watching Bonbon die screaming. You really shouldn’t have stopped me you know? It would have been a favor to the world.”

Her urge to smile vanished. Her friend had not yet killed anyone, but he was still being controlled by this psychopath. “What is it you want?!”

His smiled returned. “What? I’m not allowed to come and visit my best friend?”

“I am NOT YOUR FRIEND!” she screamed.

Still smiling, he placed a hand upon his heart. “Kim. You wound me with your words… But if you really need a reason for my visit, its to deliver a message to my dear big brother.”

Kim was surprised. “You know that Cloud’s your…”

“Oh, you’d be surprised by how much I know, Kim. The darkness grants me knowledge as well as power.”

This was yet again something she hadn’t known before. Today had been an educational day. Still it made sense. Lifestream was made up of souls, all the knowledge and experience of everyone and everything that had ever lived flowed throughout the planet. Ron’s power, though evil in nature, would be no different.

“What is your message?” she asked, coldly.

“As I’ve said, I’ve been unable to find anyone worth playing with. Seems most of the fighters have up and joined Shinra. So I’ve come to offer an invitation.”

“Invitation?” Kim asked.

“Yes. I’m going to be waiting at the location of our last mission as Team Possible. You know, the one where I saved you from that big bad beastie? Still haven’t heard a thank you for that by the way…”

“Get to the point!” she cut him off.

“Fine, fine,” he snickered. “I’ll be waiting there, so tell big brother he has as much time as he wants to prepare. Tell him to bring his worst! I am inviting him to try and stop me!”

After this he turned and started to levitate up off the ground, Kim called out to him. He hesitated because it was the first time she hadn’t sounded totally cold towards him. Her voice had softened considerably.

“Ron.”

He turned and looked at her curiously.

“Please fight it, Ron. Let go of the darkness, please! I want my best friend back.”

Again that sinister smirk curved his lips. “Not going to happen, Kim.”

“He pushed you down once before and he can do it again!” she snapped, sounding harsh again.

“Not this time, Kim. Not this time.” He levitated up a few more feet, then shot off like a bullet off towards the distant horizon. His departure kicked up a gust of wind that nearly knocked Kim and Mrs Stoppable over, and a loud sonic boom.

Mrs Stoppable looked to where the speck disappeared into the distance, with tears running down her cheeks. “Ronnie…”

Kim looked sadly at the woman, as she pulled her cell phone of her utility belt and pressed the second number on her speed dial. She was answered almost immediately.

“Kim?”

“Sir, you need to get to Middleton NOW!”

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To be continued…

Sorry for the long wait. I know I say that every time but I always mean it. Please try and give me a review. As I’ve said in the past, I’m determined to finish this story, and I will, whether it has a following or not. But to be honest the updates will probably come faster if I know people are reading. Anyway, I look forward to hearing from you.

-Jawelik