Kim Possible Porn Story: Rebirth Chapter 10

Disclaimer: The characters in this story belong to Disney and Squaresoft. One or two minor characters may be mine, but most aren’t.

Graduation came and went so fast, many of the cadet’s heads were left spinning. Not that it wasn’t memorable, especially with the special performance by Element, and their awesome new song being unveiled. But as soon as it was over, everyone was issued with new uniforms and equipment, then immediately given missions to do.

Most people in Ron’s ranking were sent to do basic grunt work, guard duty, and basic police work in places under Shinra’s authority. Ron however was given a different task. As it turned out, each member of SOLDIER were given certain privelleges, one of which was the ability to choose a small squad of troops to back them up on their missions. Kim of course used that privelege to add Ron to her personal squad.

Kim’s first task for Shinra didn’t turn out to be at all gruelling however. Cloud had asked her to accompany him to a meeting with President Rufus and the other board members in Junon Harbor. Said he wished her to understand the intricacies of the new government as well as combat. Kim was happy with that, she had always had an interest in politics and international relations. She was a leader as well as a soldier, and Cloud knew this all too well.

Ron on the other hand was quite the opposite. Couldn’t stand politics, which he considered too confusing. And his idea of international relations was enjoying foreign food. So Kim found him something to keep him occupied while they were in Junon.

Seems a local ocean-side bar had some problems with undesirables causing trouble. Mostly thugs and young punks looking for a fight. The idea was basically to stand Ron outside the bar’s entrance. His uniform, which was made up of a black bodysuit, blue full body armor with a Shinra logo on the left side of the chest, and a helmet with black visor, made even Ron look imposing. The hope was that anyone looking to cause trouble would see the tough looking soldier guarding the door, and think better of it.

This turned out to be a bad idea. Ron hadn’t been guarding the door for long before he became bored. He was holding a Shinra issue machine gun, and his trusty sword was strapped to his back. He had always hated guns however, and never bothered to load it. For him it was just for show. In time he was trying to do a few of the gun tricks he had been taught back at the Academy, though he still sucked at them.

But then he noticed a group of people walking towards the bar, and he froze. He knew all their faces. At one point during the year, General Strife had told every student about them. “These are the Turks. President Rufus’ personal team of mercenaries,” he had said, showing photographs of them on a projector. Then his expression had become very cold. “Take my advice. Never trust them.”

Ron recognized all of them from their photographs, but didn’t remember any names. The uniform would have been a dead giveaway though, they all wore the same stylish blue suits and white shirts. But there was one Turk Ron was worried about more than any of the others. One he knew very well, despite the fact she hadn’t been in any of Cloud’s photos.

As the five Turks approached, clearly heading for the bar Ron was guarding, he nervously stood at attention. He knew he was going pale, and he was mumbling something under his breath. “Please don’t recognize me… Please God, don’t let her recognize me…”

The handsome Turk with a long red ponytail spoke to the new girl as they approached. “Bonnie, my girl! We are about to show you how to celebrate, Turks style!”

“And you deserve it Bonnie,” the Turk with long black hair added. Ron was pretty sure his name was Tseng, and he was the leader. “Only a few recruits were even considered for the training last year, and you were the only one to pass all of our tests. You have proven yourself over and over again that you are a true Turk!”

“About time too!” the pretty blonde haired woman said, wrapping an arm around Bonnie’s shoulders and pulling her close. “We needed some more estrogen in the ranks.”

The only Turk who didn’t seem to have anything to say was the tough looking, tall, bald guy wearing sunglasses.

The five of them walked through the door, and Ron sighed relief as they passed him. His relief however was short lived. Because Bonnie made a fleeting glance in his direction, then stopped walking. From there she stared at him, and ever so slowly a smile spread across her face.

Ron swallowed hard, then made the mistake of turning his head and glancing back at her. “Oh… snap…”

With the other Turks behind her looking on curiously, Bonnie reached into her coat and pulled out a what appeared to be a six inch black pipe with a red button on it. Then with a flick of her wrist it extended out into a three foot long fighting rod. Placing the tip of her weapon under his visor she lifted it up from over his eyes, and Ron found himself looking into the sinister aqua colored eyes he had hoped never to see again.

“I thought I recognized those freckles,” Bonnie giggled. “Hello loser.”

He looked right back at her and forced a smile. Bonnie, like Kim, was one heck of a good fighter. Right up there with Josh Mankey. Unlike them though, she had no compunctions about using her skills to beat up on those weaker than her. Like Ron for example.

“Hey there, Bonbon.”

The red headed guy with the ponytail stifled a laugh. “Bonbon?”

“Shut up, Reno!” Bonnie snapped, before flicking her wrist and knocking Ron’s helmet off with her weapon, then lifting the point of it hard under Ron’s chin. “Now how many times have I told you not to call me that?”

One of the many reasons Ron wound up getting his butt kicked by this girl back in school, was because he didn’t know when to keep his mouth shut. This was going to be one of those times. He smiled meanly at her. “Sorry about that Bonbon- UGH!!”

That earned him a whack to the stomach from Bonnie’s rod, which caused him to double over. “You just never learn, do you loser?”

“You know this guy, Bonnie?” Tseng asked.

She again placed the point of her rod beneath Ron’s chin, then lifted his head so she could look into his eyes again. “Oh we go way back.”

“Ex boyfriend, huh?” Elena asked.

That earned her a ferocious glare from Bonnie. “Ewww! Don’t even think of saying anything like that again!”

Elena held up her hands in surrender. “Sorry.”

She turned back to Ron and smiled again. “This guy is probably the biggest loser on the planet…” She squinted. “And from the look of those eyes, your an even bigger freak than ever!”

Reno paused as he looked at Ron from over Bonnie’s shoulder. “They’re… mako eyes…”

Bonnie’s mean smile widened. “You know I heard you and Possible went to that Academy. Didn’t think you’d last in that place for two days, let alone graduate. But…” She tapped the stripe on his sleeve with a finger. “… Lowest possible rank. That would have been my second guess. And you only got that far by riding Kim’s coat tails, no doubt.”

It wasn’t often Ron allowed himself to get angry, but Bonnie had a knack for pushing all of his buttons. “For your inform-UGH!!”

Another whack to the stomach sent him doubling over, then she again lifted him back up by the chin. “I don’t recall giving you permission to talk back to me, PRIVATE! You should know, I’m one of the Turks now! One of President Shinra’s personal mercenaries! Meaning I out rank you by a mile!”

“Bonnie!” Tseng cut in. “Is this guy really worth your time? He doesn’t seem like he’s even close!”

“About the only thing this chump IS good for is providing me with a little amusement. Isn’t that right Stoppable?” She gave him another blow to the stomach much harder than the past ones, and this time let stay doubled over holding his assaulted gut. “Oooh, what’s this?”

She unsheathed the blue metal katana attached to his back and Ron looked up with shock. “Bonnie, no! Give it back!”

“I don’t think a lowly private is authorized to use any weapons that aren’t standard issue,” she sneered. “I think I’ll confiscate it.”

“I have a permit for it Bonnie!” he cried, standing up straight then walking towards her. “Now give it back! Please! Come on, it was my father’s!”

With a hard downwards stroke, the knocked the machine gun out of his hands. “Last I heard you had never even met your father!”

“I… no… But its all I have of him, please…”

“I think there’s a forge full of molten metal in one of the weapon shops around here,” she giggled evilly. “Why don’t I throw this thing in there with the rest of the scrap?”

This had him running at her in an attempt to snatch his sword back. “No, you can’t!” That earned yet another blow to the stomach from her Rod, then a follow through swipe to the side of the face that sent him spinning and hitting the concrete hard.

“Did you just try and attack me?” she snickered. “Attacking a member of the Turks is a serious offense, isn’t it guys?”

Elena smiled and folded her arms, clearly starting to enjoy the show. “Yes it is, Bonnie. Why don’t you teach him a lesson?”

Tseng frowned. “Don’t you think this is a waste of time?”

“Not at all,” Elena said. “Bonnie’s right, losers like this aren’t much good for anything more than an occasional bit of fun. Besides this is Bonnie’s party, and if this is how she wants to have fun, we can let her.”

Tseng shrugged. “Fair enough.”

“I think it would be more fun beating this guy up if we were all drunk,” Reno sighed, lifting his hands up behind his head. “Right Rude?”

“Uh-huh,” Rude said simply.

“Ready for your punishment, Stoppable?” Bonnie asked, brandishing her rod in one hand and Ron’s sword in the other. “No one tries to attack a Turk!”

Ron struggled back to his feet and scowled at her. “I just want my sword back!”

She looked at him thoughtfully, at his sword then back at him again. “I’ll tell you what. If you can take this sword from me, I’ll let you keep it. If not though, then its off to the forge we go, where I’ll melt it down into something useful. Like a paper weight.”

He had a determined look on his face as he stood up straight, then charged forward. Bonnie struck right away with a sideways swipe of her rod, but Ron ducked it and reached for the hand holding his sword. She pulled his sword away, and made a few more swipes with her rod. Ron however managed to dance around every attack, and again went for the sword. There was a certain clumsy kind of grace to his movements.

Tseng nodded thoughtfully as he watched. “He’s pretty fast.”

“Bonnie’ll kick his butt easy!” Elena retorted.

“Oh, no doubt,” he agreed. “Still. Its not bad for a private.”

“He must really want his sword back,” Reno guessed.

There were several more swipes that were dodged by Ron, but he never tried to attack her, just snatch his sword back. After a few minutes of this, he became really angry and caught the end of her weapon in mid swing. It slapped hard into his palm and he held it tight. I stung like crazy, even while wearing the thick leather gloves of his uniform. But he just glared angrily into Bonnie’s eyes.

“Give me back my father’s sword, Bonnie!”

A wickedly pleased smile spread across her face before she answered. “I don’t wanna.” Then she pressed the button on the handle of her weapon, and Ron started screaming.

Forks of lightning jumped out of the rod, and enveloped the young man holding onto the end of it. His screaming went on for a few moments, before Bonnie released the button, which stopped the flow of power and sent Ron tumbling backwards onto his back, smoking from head to toe.

Still smiling evilly, she slowly circled Ron’s barely conscious body, while holding up her rod. “Man, I love this thing.”

“Shinra technology at his finest,” Rude said.

“So how about it, Stoppable?” Lowering the tip of the rod to touch his stomach, she pressed the button again, which caused him to arch his back and scream in agony. “Are you having fun yet? I know I am!” She shocked him again, and laughed.

“You are so pathetic!” she snapped holding up his sword to emphasize. “Can’t even protect the things you care about the most.” More shocking and screaming followed. “Don’t worry though. As soon as you regain consciousness, you’ll have a new paperweight to remember your father by.”

Then she decided to get really ruthless, and just held down the button on her weapon. Ron screamed and his whole body convulsed, until something cut Bonnie off.

“HAAAHH!” Kim flew in from out of nowhere, and hit Bonnie in the stomach with a kick so hard it sent her flying off her feet, then sliding on her back across the pavement.

Kim stepped between Ron’s prone body and Bonnie, then glared hatefully at her. “How many times do I have to kick your butt, Bonnie? How many times, before you learn that no one messes with my friends!”

Bonnie slowly hauled herself to her feet and glared right back at her rival, still holding her rod in one hand and Ron’s sword in the other. “Ah, just in time as usual. Kim Possible comes along to fight her useless friend’s battles for him.”

Tseng smiled and folded his arms as he watched. “So. That’s Cloud’s famous protege. Looks like this fight just got interesting.”

Elena pulled on a pair of red leather fighting gloves, and scowled. “I’ve heard about her too. Maybe we should back Bonnie up on this one?”

“I’d advise against it!” a new voice hissed from behind them.

The four Turks turned and paled at who they saw. “Uh,” Elena stammered. “Hello General.”

Cloud’s eyes narrowed when he caught sight of Ron still lying and groaning on the ground. “Can’t say I appreciate you Turks assaulting my troops.”

Reno smirked. “Bonnie was well within her rights. The kid attacked her first.”

He directed his cold glare at Reno now. “I know Stoppable, so that is very hard for me to believe.” He turned and looked to Kim and Bonnie, who were now circling each other. Bonnie had tossed the sword she had stolen to the side, and was concentrating on her new opponent.

“I’m guessing that’s Bonnie Rockwaller,” Cloud said. “I heard she was a real piece of work… But I also hear she has a lot of talent.”

Tseng smiled. “A little more experience and she could be the best.”

Cloud folded his arms. “Kim’s better.”

“We’ll see.”

Both girls still circled each other with equally hateful glares. “You should know by now, Bonnie. You mess with my friends, you mess with me!”

“Fine with me, Kim. I’ve learned a lot of new things, I’ve just been aching to try out on you!”

“You’re not the only one who’s been learn-woah!”

Bonnie struck with her rod in mid sentence, and Kim barely managed to duck it. “Enough talking Kim! I think its time I showed you what a Turk is made of!”

“You go girl!” Elena cheered.

“Turks huh?” Kim asked, ducking around a few more attacks, then unclipping her daggers from her belt. “Can’t say I’m surprised you joined them. From what I hear of them, they’re just your kind of people!”

“Yeah, that’s right! We’re the elite! The cream of the crop! We’re…”

“A bunch of low down dirty scumbags!” Kim cut her off. “Nuff said.”

Bonnie growled and let off a few more strikes that were parried by Kim. Bonnie however wasn’t the only one who was offended.

“Why that little,” Elena fumed.

Reno pulled his own electric rod from his coat and extended it, before stalking in Kim’s direction. “I’ll show that…” He froze when the edge of a massive blade was lifted to his throat. Turning he saw a scowling General holding up his sword so it passed in front of Reno’s neck.

“I don’t think so!” he hissed.

Pausing he pushed on the end of his rod and let it shrink back down before putting it back into his coat. “Bonnie doesn’t need my help anyway.”

They all returned their attention to the fight, where Bonnie and Kim were exchanging hundreds of ultra fast attacks, weapons were clashing and sparks flying. Even Cloud had to admit that this Bonnie girl was pretty good. She was giving Kim more of a challenge than that Shego woman did.

“You know Kim, I can’t believe you’re still even hanging out with that loser! Let alone fighting for him!”

“Ron is NOT a loser!” Kim snapped, giving her a few extra hard blows to emphasize.

“Come on Kim!” she snickered evilly. “He can’t do anything without your help. If not for you, the pathetic chump probably would have put himself out of his misery years ago.”

Now Kim got really angry, and her attacks came even faster. “You shut up Bonnie! Don’t you dare even say that!”

“Face it Kim! The only reason you’re his friend is out of pity! You feel sorry for the loser who could never hope to amount to anything!”

“Shut up, Bonnie! Shut up!”

“Oooh, hit a nerve, did I? Admit it Kim, you know I’m right.”

“No, Ron is…”

“She is right, you know,” a new voice cut in from behind her. “I am a loser.”

Kim turned around and looked at her friend who was climbing up off the ground. “Ron! Don’t say that, you know its not true!”

“But it is true.” He took a few steps forward, then bent over and picked up his sword from the floor and looked at it. “I can’t do anything right. Can’t even protect the things and the people I love… If the roles were reversed, and it was you who was in trouble, I… I…”

“You wouldn’t have a hope of helping her, would you?” Bonnie giggled.

“No… I wouldn’t…”

“Ron don’t listen to her!”

“Why not?” he whispered, still staring at his father’s sword. “She’s right.”

“No she’s not Ron!” Kim snapped. “You’ve saved me plenty of times!”

“Yeah,” he said bitterly. “Mostly from situations that were my fault to begin with.”

“You know that’s not true… well… not entirely! But you’ve also done a lot of wonderful things. Like that song you wrote me!”

“That song… was a joke… Would’ve been nothing without that band playing it… Its just another example of me riding the coat tails of better people in order to get by…”

“Stop it Ron! Why are you talking like this? You’ve never talked like this!”

“Maybe… maybe I’m just starting to accept the truth. Maybe I’m through kidding myself.”

“You really realize now don’t you, Stoppable?” Bonnie said, still smiling widely. “Kim here is better off without you.”

“Y… yeah… She is.” And with that he ran off into a nearby alley.

“Ron no! Wait, come back!”

Cloud tried to cut him off. “Hold up there Stoppable! Stoppable! Ron, I said wait!” He pushed past the General, who just watched him run off into the alley. Then he turned and glowered at Bonnie, as he spoke to her colleagues. “I don’t think I like that girl.”

Turning from the alley, Kim looked at Bonnie with a ferocious look. “Okay, now you’ve done it!” She struck with both daggers at once, and Bonnie blocked with her rod. Then the two were pushing at each other, Kim pushing forward with her daggers and Bonnie holding her back with her weapon.

“You hurt my friend! No one hurts my friends!”

“Awww, poor little Kim,” Bonnie giggled. “You know your little lap dog will be back at your heels in no time. Like that loser could find friends anywhere else.”

Kim just growled as her whole body started to glow red, and Bonnie’s feet started to slide backwards along the concrete. There was going to be no more talk from Kim now.

Bonnie started giggling, then started glowing with her own purple energy, and took a few forward steps. “You really think you can take me Kim? I’m ten times stronger than I was in High Sch…” She trailed off when she again started sliding backwards, and Kim’s fiery red glow grew more intense. Bonnie started struggling hard to push back, but Kim just seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

“Just you wait Kim! As soon as I get my second wind I’ll…” She gasped as Kim’s energy alone started pushing her back, enveloping Bonnie’s purple glow, then she noticed her eyes were glowing ruby red. “Oh… this is so not good!”

With a suddenness that shocked everyone, Kim’s energy exploded outwards and sent Bonnie airborne and out over the ocean. And she kept flying until she was little more than a speck on the horizon which fell into the water.

“Bonnie!” Elena cried worriedly.

“Wow,” Reno commented, nodding his head. “That was a pretty good distance.”

Cloud failed to hold back a smirk. “Hmph. Hope she’s a strong swimmer.”

Rude just stepped forward and looked at the others. “So. We renting a boat?”

“That we are,” Tseng said. “Come on Turks.”

Reno turned and waved as he followed the others. “Later General.”

Cloud made no move to return the goodbye. Kim looked out over the horizon, then she gasped and ran down the nearby alley. “Ron!”

Cloud watched her leave, and decided to let her handle it. Ron was her friend after all. Not his.

Ron sat down against one of the walls in Junon’s maze of alleyways, with his head in his hands. Tears were running down his face. What was wrong with him? Kim had been right, he had never talked like that before. Was usually pretty happy with himself and his Ron’ness. It had started to get different lately, though.

The nightmares, the ones he had been having all his life. They were getting worse. The monster from his nightmares was doing more, talking to him, saying so many of the things Bonnie had said. And more. And Ron had started to believe them. This wasn’t like him at all, but sometimes lately he had even heard the voice while he was awake. Like earlier, the voice was agreeing with everything Bonnie had said, convincing Ron they were true.

“Feeling down, Ron?” the voice asked.

His eyes snapped open and he looked around. “Who’s there?”

“Sick of being hated? Ridiculed? Pitied?”

He flinched at the last one. The voice was so much clearer and sharper than usual. Was this the monster from his nightmares? Had to be.

“Who are you?”

“I’m your friend Ron. I want to help you.”

“I…” He hesitated. “Help me how?”

“You’re weak because you choose to be. People step on you and pity you, because you allow it. You have power, Ron. Great power. And deep down you know that.”

“I… I have no power.”

“You know you do. All your life you’ve feared it. But now its time to let go of your fear.”

Again he hesitated. “M… my nightmares… That power isn’t real… And even if it was, I would never…”

“Oh its real. So real! The reason you’re weaker than most is because you fear becoming that which inhabits your nightmares. But its that monster that isn’t real Ron. You have nothing to fear from the power. You are no longer a child. It is time to become a man.”

“I… can’t. The risk…”

“Is worth it. What good has holding back your true potential done for you? Are you happy? Do you even have an ounce of respect from anyone?”

“I have friends…”

“They pity you. Poor pathetic Ron Stoppable.”

“Yori… She never pitied me.”

“True… But what did she do in order to try and stay with you?”

He sighed. “She held herself back.”

“You see Ron? You are either pitied, or you drag the ones you love down with you. Is that really what you want?”

“No.”

“You lost Yori. Its only a matter of time before you lose Kim too.”

“I…”

“You don’t seriously think she could love someone like you, do you?”

“I… never wanted her to…”

“Don’t lie to yourself Ron. Do you want her to love you?”

“… Yes…”

“Do you want the power? The only thing that will make you worthy of her? Of any true respect?”

“I… Yes…”

“Then I will help you unlock it. Just do as I say, and you will know true happiness.”

He paused and spent a few moments just silently breathing.

“Ron?” the voice asked.

“Okay… What do I have to do?”

Kim searched through the maze-like network of alleyways for a good few minutes before she found Ron sitting up next to the wall, talking to himself.

“Okay… What do I have to do?”

“Ron? Are you okay?”

He looked up at her, and didn’t say anything. His eyes lacked their usual cheerful warmth, but he didn’t look totally miserable anymore either. “I get the feeling I’m going to be much better soon.”

“Um… That’s good, Ron. Why don’t we get some food, I know that always cheers you up.”

He stood up and started walking away. “Not right now. I have some stuff to do.”

“But Ron. Can’t we talk?”

He kept walking and she watched him turn a corner and out of sight. “Later, Kim.”

Once turning that corner Ron bumped into someone unfamiliar. A man with long black hair, a red scarf wrapped around the bottom half of his face, and a torn red cape. One of his hands and both of his feet were made of golden metal, and he looked right at him with reddish brown eyes.

Ron stood there and stared at him for a few moments. “Can I help you?”

“You’re on a very dangerous path, Ron Stoppable. Turn back now, before its too late.”

Ron stared a little longer, then rudely pushed past the man. “Thanks for the advice.”

Ron was clearly ignoring the advice, and as he walked away the man turned and watched him retreat. Then ever so slowly he pulled a large gun from under his cape, aimed it at the back of Ron’s head and started to squeeze the trigger. Ron continued to walk away, oblivious, and Vincent Valentine knew that this had to be done…

But he couldn’t. He had ample time to fire, but Ron turned another corner and out of sight. Sighing, he lowered his weapon, then returned it to the folds of his cape. He couldn’t help but think he had just made a big mistake.

Turning he started to walk in the opposite direction to Ron, only to bump into someone else the moment he turned a corner. The girl looked up at him with startled green eyes. “Um… Hi?”

“Kim Possible.”

Now she looked really creeped out. “Do I know you?”

“You’re a good friend, Kim. And Ron is going to need that friendship more than ever. Keep an eye on him.” With that, he walked off and disappeared around another corner.

After composing herself Kim ran after him. “Wait! Who are you?! How do you know…” She trailed off when she came around the corner and the man had just vanished. She looked around for a few moments then she frowned. “… Okay… That is REALLY creepy.”

Following the mysterious voice, Ron came to Junon Harbor’s massive underground parking garage. He stepped up to Kim’s big motor cycle, then opened the compartment beneath the seat. As always, Kim had a set of their old mission clothes stashed there. Ron changed out of his uniform and into the cargoes, black T and boots.

“Now,” the voice said. “Take the bike. We have a long journey ahead of us.”

He looked at Kim’s beloved motorcycle, then he turned and looked at another one that was parked beside it. Equally big, though it looked much more expensive, and was obviously custom made. It was Cloud’s.

“No. I wanna take that one instead.”

There was a pause. “Fine. Whatever you want, Ron.”

Ron smiled. “Booyah.”

“When I get my hands on her, and her loser sidekick, they’re both gonna die!” Bonnie screamed. She was sitting in a speed boat with the other Turks, toweling off her wet hair. She had been swimming in the ocean for almost a hour before being rescued.

“You’ll get your own back, Bonnie. Don’t you worry,” Elena assured. “The Turks always do.”

Tseng’s cell phone rang, and he pulled it from his coat pocket and put it to his ear. “This is Tseng… Whatever you need sir…” He listened, then nodded as he smiled right at Bonnie who was still toweling herself off. “I understand sir. I have the perfect person for the job. Consider it done.” He snapped the phone shut and put it back into his coat.

“The President?” Rude asked.

“Yes. Looks like you get your chance at revenge sooner than expected, Bonnie.”

She looked at her boss and smiled. “Yeah?”

“Seems that Stoppable kid knocked out the guy guarding the parking garage, and made off with General Strife’s cherished motor cycle. And the President doesn’t stand for such treasonous acts.”

She snickered evilly. “Cool. I drove him crazy… I’ll get right on it, sir.”

“Take the chopper. You’ll reach him before anyone else in that thing. And take my advice, Bonnie. Rough the guy up as much as you like, just try not to kill him.”

She giggled wickedly. “I make no promises.”

To be continued…

Ok, hope this was to your liking. Please review and give me some feedback. I’ve come too far in this story to give it up now, so my promise still stands, I’m not going to stop until its finished. I should have the next chapter up within a week. Two weeks at the latest. I look forward to reading you review.

-Jawelik