Kim Possible Porn Story: A Long Life Chapter 5
I don’t own anyone in this story except for Thomas and Elizabeth
Thanks Screaming Phoenix, Donteatacowman and Cajunbear once more for their reviews. And thank you Donteatacowman for your suggestion.
Somewhere in this chapter is a cultural reference from the 90’s. See if you can find it. The first to post the correct answer gets a honorable mention. And if I have their permission, perhaps even a brief cameo in a future chapter. And before you ask, yes, it will involve your death.
“If I’m right, then we’re all in deep trouble. The world is about to enter an age of darkness we may never recover from”
For the longest moment, everyone is dead silent after Thomas’ revelation. Then, as if a dam had broken, the reporters that had been invited to witness the event start clamoring for attention, shouting questions at Thomas. Thomas ignores them though, looking around the room as if searching. Spotting what he’s searching for, he strides across the room, followed by Kim and Shego, sweeping a laughing and crying Elizabeth into his arms and kissing her on the forehead as the Secret Service clears the room of reporters, the dignitaries all going their own ways now that the crisis is over.
“Oh papa” she says softly, sobbing and laughing at the same time “I was so worried. They took you downstairs, I thought they were going to kill you”
“Shhh acushla” Thomas murmurs, smiling as he strokes Elizabeth’s hair soothingly “I’m fine. It takes more than a knock to the head to kill me.”
Kim and Shego look at each other in shock, Kim mouthing, “Papa?” Shego shrugs at Kim, then looks at Thomas and says, “Hey, Drakken is right. She is older than you. Why did she call you papa?”
Thomas and Elizabeth look at each other, then start chuckling, Elizabeth’s giggle light and airy, Thomas’ deep and infectious, causing Kim to smile without meaning to.
Looking at the two women, Thomas says, “It’s because I am her father”
“Impossible” Drakken says, but is silenced by Shego, who looks at Kim thoughtfully.
“So those photos Wade found” Kim says
“Are indeed of me” Thomas says, shrugging, “To all intents and purposes, I’m immortal. I don’t age and it’s damn hard to kill me.” He then looks at Elizabeth, saying, “Call Betty. Tell her that she missed some pictures”
“She already knows” Kim says, “She called Wade and told him to stop looking up information on you”
Thomas chuckles “Nice to know she’s still on the ball.”
“Yeah yeah” Shego says, then grabs Thomas suddenly, “Listen pal, you’ve got thirty seconds to explain youself!”
Thomas merely smirks as he says, “Now Sheila, is that any way to treat your ancestor?”
“Wha?” Shego asks, releasing him and staring at Thomas in confusion, Elizabeth giggling as she says, “Hi niece” Then she looks at Thomas, “Sheila is my niece right?” Thomas doesn’t answer at first, grumbling as he straightens his jacket, “What is it with people grabbing my jacket today? It’s going to take me forever to get these wrinkles out”
“Papa” Elizabeth says, poking Thomas. Looking at her, he says, “Huh? Oh yeah. I guess so” then looks at Shego. Smirking he says, “Not everyday you get to meet the patriarch of the family huh?”
Shego takes a moment to collect herself, then says, “You are the family patriarch? Impossible. We look nothing alike” pointing first to herself, with her fine bone structure, then at Thomas, short and stocky.
“That’s because there’s a hundred generations separating us Sheila” Thomas says, rolling his eyes, “Genetically speaking, we’re not even related, except for that tiny part which gives you and your brothers your powers”
“A rainbow colored comet gave us our powers” Shego says, scowling. This man was feeding her some line of bs and she was getting sick of it.
“The comet didn’t give you powers. All it did was activate the potential you already had by being my descendant” Thomas says, “Didn’t you ever wonder why you didn’t get incinerated or die of severe radiation poisoning?”
“I’m sure this is all very fascinating” Kim says, “But can we get to finding and saving Ron? And why you said we’re going to enter an age of darkness we may never get out of?”
“Of course” Thomas says. Turning to Elizabeth, he says, “Get the car acushla” Giving Thomas a peck on the chek, Elizabeth says, “Ok Papa” then heads off.
Looking back at Kim, Thomas says, “Come with us. Both of you” indicating Kim and Shego.
“What about me?” Drakken asks, almost whining.
Thomas smiles as he shakes his head, saying, “Fine. You too Dr. Drakken. Besides, we may need your assistance in this matter anyways”
Stepping outside, Thomas leads the three to a black stretch limousine, Elizabeth opening the door for them. Thomas lets the others get in first, smiling at Elizabeth who comes in after them. Once everyone is situated, Elizabeth and Thomas sitting side by side, with Kim, Shego and Drakken on the other, Thomas taps the partition behind him, and the driver pulls the limo out of the parking lot. Elizabeth goes into the minibar and pulls out drinks. Kim and Shego take a soda, Drakken declines, and Thomas takes a can of beer, while Elizabeth pours herself a glass of champagne.
“So you’re immortal?” Drakken asks, getting a gleam in his eye as he thinks on the possibilities of an immortal army at his beck and call.
“Pretty much” Thomas says, “But before you go too far along that tangent, while I do not age, and heal very fast, if my head comes away from my neck, it’s over. While I’m not willing to test the theory, I believe that any wound that would kill someone in moments, or even instantly, would kill me as well. Nor do I believe I possess any regenerative abilities. My healing seems to be merely accelerated, not advanced. I’ve never lost a limb so I can’t know for sure though. As with the beheading test though, it’s not a test I’m willing to take. I rather like my body parts where they are currently located.”
Kim looks impatient, and as she opens her mouth, Thomas addresses her, “I’m sorry Kimberly. I do not intend to make light of your situation. However, the information I have given is important to the situation at hand. I am putting things in context, and explaining these things so you know how I know what I am about to share with you. For you see my dear, I was there when the amulet was made, about 3000 years ago. The necklace is older, but the necklace isn’t important. It’s the amulet that is what puts the world, and your Ron, in so much danger. For you see, the amulet is not merely a key to an untol treasure. It’s also one part of a very powerful weapon. And your Ron is another part of the weapon.”
“What?” Kim shouts, “Ron is part of some weapon that was made 3000 years ago? He’s barely 18!”
“The weapon needs a human with mystical abilities to power it,” Thomas says, “And at this time, believe it or not, Ron is the most powerful mystic on the planet.”
“He would never agree to power the weapon” Kim says
“The weapon doesn’t ned him to be willing. It just needs him to power it” Thomas says
“So how powerful is this weapon?” Drakken asks
Thomas says, sipping at his beer, “Does Hiroshima and Nagasaki ring a bell?”
Two thuds are heard, Kim and Shego both dropping their drinks in shock. Kim opens her mouth, trying to say something, but no words can come out. Shego is in a similar state, but she, having had destructive abilities since a child, adjusted first, “You’re saying that the weapon is a nuclear bomb?”
“No no” Thomas says, shaking his head, “A nuclear bomb has radiation. This weapon doesn’t. There’s also the fact a nuclear bomb can only be used once. This weapon will do the same amount of damage as both Hiroshima and Nagasaki in a single strike, and a short time later, can be used again and again. Over and over. In a matter of hours, if the user was truly demented, a person could wipe out all life on the planet. All from a single weapon”
“Ron would never allow that” Kim says in shock.
“Ron won’t have a choice” Thomas says, “The weapon is designed to be powered by Ron’s abilities, but used by another’s will.”
Taking another sip of his beer, Thomas says, “I suppose I should also mention that the first use of the weapon will drive Ron insane.”
In an abandoned warehouse
“Wha…?” Ron says groggily, waking up slowly, “Where am I?” Opening his eyes, he looks out into pitch darkness. Stretching his senses, he tries to figure out where he is. Only silence meets his ears, the smell of grease and metal hitting his nose, and cold metal is felt at his back. Shaking his head, he tries to sit up, only to find himself bound by metal chains shackled to his wrists and ankles, a chain wrapped around his waist, holding him to the metal surface he’s laying on.
Ron groans in agony, closing his eyes tightly as bright lights flood his vision.
“Good evening Mr. Stoppable” a deep gravelly voice says to Ron’s right, “I’m pleased that you could join us in this momentous time”
“Who are you?” Ron demands, struggling against the chains, “Why am I here?”
“Because my dear Ron, you are the key to my desires” the man says, stepping into Ron’s field of vision, and pointing off to the side. Ron looks to where the man points, and sees a mannequin set on a pedastal. The mannequin is naked of clothing, instead adorned with a crown, thick belt reminiscent of the GWA championship belt, the necklace and pendant that he saw in Thomas’ vault, and a matching set of anklets and bracelets, all made of filligreed gold and silver, set with several stones of varying shades of red and blue. Set in the crook of the mannequin’s left arm is a staff made of a dark stained wood, with gold and silver wires twisting and turning down it’s length, a massive ruby, the size of Ron’s two fists put together, adorning the head of the staff
“I’m not sure” Ron says, “But I don’t think jewelry’s your thing”
The man, a tall broad shouldered man wearing a black business suit, laughs and says, “Those are not for me. They are for you. They will absorb and magnify your mystic energy, allowing me to ascend as the Master of this world.”
Ron stares in shock at the man, then begins struggling anew. When that doesn’t work, except to tighten the chains, Ron relaxes. Taking deep breaths, he centers himself as Master Seinsei taught him, and reaches for his power to unleash it and snap the chains. Only to find nothing, except for the mocking laughter of the man who had captured him.
“Those chains are treated with a mixture of various herbs and powders. They block your connection to your mystical energy” the man says. Turning to leave, he says, “Don’t worry though. The chains will be removed eventually. When it’s time for you to bring the world to it’s knees”
“I’ll never help you!” Ron yells, struggling even harder, “I’d rather die than help you”
“You won’t have a choice in either of those, my dear Ronald” the man says, laughing as he leaves the area, leaving Ron in darkness once more.
AN: It seems our dear Ronald is in a bit of a pickle. Will he survive? Will Kim recognize him if he does? Will anyone find the reference mentioned above? Stay tuned to find out. And as always, please read and review.