Kim Possible Porn Story: Rebirth Chapter 5

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

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As instructed by Cloud, all new recruits reported to the main building in the Academy where the infirmary was located. There they were each given a full physical, to confirm physical fitness, health and all around suitability for life in the military. There were a few shots involved, and blood samples taken. And Ron was by far the biggest whiner. He was also the only cadet to come out of the physical, sucking on a lolly pop he had received for being brave.

“So Ron, whaddaya think?” Kim asked, finishing off her look by pulling on her blue cap, silver Shinra logo standing out.

Ron turned, and for some strange reason, his heart gave a little leap. “Lookin’ good, KP!” A cobalt blue blazer coupled with a simple white t-shirt hugged her body, ending at her hips; baggy blue pants with polished black boots finished off her look. “You make military hardship stylish!”

“Thank you, thank you, I know. But um…” she said, looking at him, “… aren’t those pants a little big, Ron?”

“Yeah, that’s the -“

“Chicken leg syndrome,” they both chorused.

“Jinx! You owe me a soda!” Kim shouted.

Once all the cadets were dressed they were bought out to the courtyard where a number of instructors were waiting. Standing up in front of them was the General, who waited until everyone gathered in front of him before speaking.

“Now is the time to rank each and every one of you. Each of you will be taken one by one, by myself or one of these instructors behind me, and your combat skills will be tested. For those of you with little combat experience, don’t worry. This is mostly to evaluate how you handle yourselves in battle, our trainers won’t be going all out. Each instructor will take an even portion of the crowd, and evaluate then rank their group.”

Cloud divided up the cadets into several smaller, even sized groups, assigning each to an instructor. Kim and Ron managed to stay together, along with Yori. As Cloud was beginning to approach them though, his mako blue eyes connecting with emerald green, Yuffie swooped in, wrapping arms around the red-head and blonde, giving the General a cheeky look.

“Dibs on this group, General. Get your own.”

Cloud kept his cool stare on the instructor, and raised an eyebrow. Letting out a small, imperceptible sigh, he turned to rope in another group, but his disappointment could be felt by everyone.

Ron could tell Kim was a little disappointed that she didn’t get to spar with Cloud, but she got in line in front of Yuffie with the rest of her group without a word. The ninja pulled the giant Shuriken from her back and called up the first student. She sparred with several cadets, testing their strengths and gauging their weaknesses, then giving them stripes that signified their ranks. There were quite a few third class students that were pretty hopeless fighters, and a few Second Class who actually knew how to fight but weren’t extraordinary in any way.

Then came Ron’s turn, and Yuffie smiled at him sweetly. “Okay champ, draw that sword of yours and show me what you can do.”

“O… okay,” he stammered, nervously pulling his sword from his back, and holding it up in shaky hands. He had just seen this girl fight several students easily without breaking a sweat. So naturally he was tremendously intimidated.

Smiling wider she leaned in and whispered to him. “Calm down, okay Ron? I’ll go easy on you, I promise.”

Seeming to calm down a bit he steadied his hands, and got into a fighting stance with his sword held forward. But the moment Yuffie held up her own weapon, like she was about to strike, Ron dropped his sword and threw up his hands.

“I surrender!”

Yuffie frowned, and Ron heard Kim groaning with embarrassment behind him. He also heard Yori giggling again.

Ron aimed his sunglasses at the ground dejectedly. “Aw man…”

Yuffie smiled again and stepped forward. “So you’re not good in a combat situation, big deal. We can work on that. Why don’t I just step back, and you can show me what you can do with that sword?”

Ron looked at Yuffie, with a smile tugging on the edge of his lips. “Okay. I guess I can do that.”

He picked up his sword, then started swinging it in some movements, which on first glance actually looked quite skillful. Gaining some confidence, he tried some harder moves, but froze when the sound of tearing fabric filled the air.

“Awww maaan! CAN I GET A NEW PAIR OF PANTS HERE, PLEASE?!”

Kim rolled her eyes, Yori giggled again and Cloud came up behind Yuffie to speak to her.

“So… Third Class?”

Yuffie nodded. “Definitely Third Class.” She pulled a single blue stripe with white trim from her pocket and handed it to Ron. “Sorry Ron.”

Still in smiley face boxers, he sighed as he took the stripe and attached it to the left sleeve of his shirt. “Its okay.”

Ron walked up next to Yori, where he picked up his backpack to pull out the spare pair of pants. Yuffie however was now staring at the next cadet in line, and the cadet stared right back with a determined look in her green eyes. Wordlessly she unclipped two beautiful jade-metal daggers from either side of her belt and stepped forward.

The two girls spent a few moments just staring before Yuffie broke the silence. “You’re up Possible.”

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Both Yuffie and Kim were smiling at each other as they got psyched up for battle.

“Want me to go easy on you too, cadet?” Yuffie asked.

“I’d advise against it. Because I’m not going to hold back.”

“Big deal,” Yuffie scoffed. “Niether did any of the other cadets.”

Both Yori and Ron stared with frightened looks, while the two opponents shared banter.

“Kim should be careful,” Yori whispered. “Cousin Yuffie can be very competitive.”

“That’s not good,” Ron said. “‘Cause so can Kim.”

They shared a glance then looked back at Kim and Yuffie again.

“This could get very ugly,” Yori said.

Ron frowned. “Oh come on! How can two totally gorgeous girls fighting, get ugly? I mean seriously!”

Once again Yori was laughing, and she patted him on the shoulder. “Oh you and your jokes.”

Both girls bent their knees and raised their weapons before Yuffie spoke again. “Okay Kimmie, you can have the first att…”

“HAAAHHH!!” Kim struck viciously with her daggers, and Yuffie barely lifted her Shuriken in time to block. Their weapons clashed with such force, that Yuffie was shoved backwards, the soles of her sneakers skidding over the hard dirt of the courtyard. She slid back several meters before stopping, then she looked up to her opponent with a glare.

“Why you little… THAT WAS A CHEAP SHOT!!”

Kim smiled and shrugged. “Maybe. But I don’t like being underestimated. Plus I always fight to win.”

Yuffie glowered, and gripped her weapon tightly. “Yeah? Well SO DO I!!”

The two girls charged at each other, and in seconds metal was clashing against metal and sparks were flying. They were moving so fast while they slashed at each other that their images were blurring. Then after a few minutes of this, Yuffie went airborne; she jumped up a good thirty feet in the air and landed on the roof of the main building, staring down at Kim with a smile.

“Come back here!” Kim snapped jumping up after her. Within moments the two were jumping all over rooftops and the courtyard exchanging vicious blows in mid air, clearly evident that neither combatant was holding back. Needless to say, the fight drew the attention of every cadet and instructor, and the evaluations came to an abrupt end in favor of watching.

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“I am impressed,” Yori said, nodding. “Kim is holding her own.”

“I’m actually impressed that Yuffie hasn’t lost yet,” Ron said with a shrug.

Yori turned to look at Ron with a surprised expression. “Are you serious? Yuffie Kisaragi is the finest warrior in all of Wutai!”

Ron looked back at her with a smile. “Maybe. But Kim Possible, she’s… Kim Possible.”

Clearly having a great deal of faith and respect for her cousin, Yori pursed her lips defiantly as the battle continued. “Fine! How about a friendly wager then? I will bet ten gil that Yuffie will be victorious.”

Ron smiled. “You’re on! Ten gil on Kim!”

“I wanna piece of that action,” one of the students said from behind him, running up and shoving a note in his hand without asking. “I’ll put ten on the instructor.”

“Yeah, me too!” another cadet said enthusiastically.

Ron stood there nervously as he was soon surrounded by most every student shoving money into his hands, most betting for Yuffie, but a few bet for Kim. Within moments he was holding nearly 4000 gil in notes. He leaned over and nervously whispered to Yori.

“Uhhh… I suck at math. How am I gonna pay out after this is over?”

“Worry not, Ron San. I have a photographic memory. I will remember all the bets.”

At that moment an angry voice spoke up from next to Ron. “I’m not certain of all the rules yet, but I think gambling within Academy walls is frowned upon.” Ron looked up into the angry Mako eyes of General Cloud Strife and paled. “I do hope this is not going to become a habit of yours.”

“I… I mean we…” he pointed to Yori. “Friendly wager… Then he was like, ‘I wanna piece of that action!’ And lotsa betting, arm load of cash… and… and… Photographic memory!” He pointed at Yori again. Once again he had the girl giggling.

Cloud frowned, then reached into his back pocket. He pulled out a note and threw it on the pile in Ron’s arms. “I’ll bet ten on Kim Possible.”

Yori looked at the General. “Kim is the underdog. You are the fourth person to bet on her, and nearly two hundred have bet on Yuffie. If Kim wins, it will be very profitable for you.”

“Make that five people,” another cadet cut in, as he threw a note into Ron’s arm load. “Ten on Kim.”

Ron looked up to the cadet with surprise. “Josh Mankey?”

Josh looked back at him as if he didn’t recognize him. “Who… Oh wait, you’re that friend of Kim’s, right? What was your name again? Randall?”

“Ron,” he grumbled.

“Oh right,” he said dismissively as he turned back to watch the fight.

Though Josh had always seemed like a pretty nice guy, there was something Ron just couldn’t stand about him. He never could place it though. He was the most popular guy in school back in Middleton; one of only two people who could hold their own in a fight against Kim, not to mention Kim’s first crush. Ron was a little disappointed to discover Josh was here but not at all surprised. He was a tough customer.

But ignoring him for now, he returned his attention to the fight. When he realized most everyone was cheering for Yuffie though, he cheered extra loud for Kim.

“GO KIM!! YOU KNOW YOU CAN DO THIS!! YOU CAN DO ANYTHING!!”

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It didn’t take long to the two combatants to realize that they had drawn an audience. Not that it stopped either of them from fighting though, both were a little too smart to allow themselves to be distracted in the middle of a battle. Kim though wasn’t used to fighting in front of so many people, especially when most all of them were cheering for Yuffie. It wasn’t usually something Kim had to worry about, and it was a little disheartening.

Yuffie connected with a powerful kick to the stomach that sent Kim flying into a wall. Kim shook her head to clear the stars, and her natural reflexes were the only thing that saved her from the huge blade of the shuriken blurring towards her chest. Black metal clashed with jade, as her daggers turned into her only defense.

This was not going to be as easy as Kim had thought. She had never expected her petite opponent could be so quick, agile and STRONG – her stomach was burning from the impact of her foot, and her arms were quickly getting numb from holding this deceptively small girl off. And she didn’t even have any materia boost!

Yuffie grunted, but smiled, a bead of sweat trailing down from her brow and across her open eye. “Not bad, Possible,” she said, increasing the pressure. “You put up a good fight. But maybe it’s time you gave up. SAY! UNCLE!”

Kim had always thought she was strong for her size until she fought the likes of Yuffie Kisaragi. Of course, Kim’s opponent did fight alongside Cloud and stayed alive against huge odds, so that meant that she wasn’t just here as a hood ornament for the school. She just didn’t realize that Yuffie would overpower her so quickly. The constant rumbling of Yuffie’s name called out from the observers didn’t do much for her confidence either. They loved her, they were cheering for HER, not Kim Possible, and for the first time in this fight, she didn’t know if she could win… her arms were failing… and Yuffie’s smile grew.

“GO KIM!! YOU KNOW YOU CAN DO THIS!! YOU CAN DO ANYTHING!!”

That one lone voice cut through everything – the crowd, her fatigue and her weakening confidence, and Kim’s arms didn’t feel so rubbery anymore. So what if everyone was cheering for Yuffie; who cared what they thought? She didn’t know them! She didn’t need them to believe in her. Her best friend was cheering for her and he still had her back, like he always did. And like every other time, it filled her with a strength she didn’t know she had. What else did she need?

Yuffie’s smile wavered as Kim started to push back, and her daggers began to lightly flicker with a red haze.

“Possible, give it up! You can’t win!”

Kim smiled, taking a more stable stance, fueled by Ron’s whooping in the background. It was corny, but it worked. “Check my name, Kisaragi!” Quickly she shifted one of her daggers to another blade, giving her the leverage to twist it out of Yuffie’s grip and sending it airborne. Yuffie blurred, leaping into the air to retrieve her shuriken and land several feet away.

Kim smiled, knowing what was going to happen and appeared right where Yuffie landed. With a suddenness that took Yuffie off guard, Kim knocked the hand holding her Shuriken to the side with a well placed swipe of her dagger. Then with her defenses wide open, the butt of Kim’s other dagger’s handle was slammed hard into the instructor’s stomach. She doubled over, and barely had enough time to gasp before she had a knee lifted into her face so hard it sent her into the air.

Kim grabbed her opponent’s ankle in both hands while in mid-air, and spun her around several times like a propeller before releasing her. The ninja flew long and fast into the opposite side of the courtyard, smashing the wooden wall there to smithereens. Kim had to give Yuffie props – the girl hadn’t let go of her shuriken… yet.

Climbing uneasily out of the wreckage Yuffie rose up, wood chips falling off her, a thin stream of blood running from her nostril. She turned to spit, and smiled, her teeth tinted red, and her eyes blazing. “Holy crap, girl! That’s one hell of a comeback! But is that all you’ve got?” Her body started to glow as the cheers hushed down to a stunned silence. The crowd all knew what was going to happen, but very few had ever seen it with their own eyes.

In times of battle, a properly trained warrior – when under the greatest strain, when facing the bleakest odds, when facing the strongest of opponents – their own energies, stemmed from desperation and aggression manifest themselves in the real world to be utilized for extraordinary things.

Yuffie Kisaragi was ready to unleash her Limit Break. “Ooh, you’re gonna be hurting after this, girly!”

Another ripple went through to crowd as they saw a red streaks crawling across Kim Possible’s body and centering over her daggers, which were glowing in response. Kim’s ruby glazed eyes kept on Yuffie’s golden ones. “You can TRY.”

Two warriors – both at their peak, and both at their Limit Break… and it was only an evaluation! But apparently this little detail was forgotten by both fighters.

Yuffie’s eyes never left Kim’s as she crouched down, yellow energies caressing each and every blade of her oversized shuriken, strengthening it, pouring into it the essence of the wielder. With a sharp motion, she pulled back, and with a powerful underarm throw, released the blazing weapon, vertical to the ground, aimed straight for Kim. “Good fight, Kim, but this ends now.”

Bathed in her own crimson energy, Possible remained steadfast in the face of the incoming attack. Gripping her daggers, she bends her knees and shoots off with inhuman speed, towards the blazing buzz-saw.

The crowd gasped as red met gold in the center of the arena, followed by a blinding light. It rapidly cleared, to show Kim Possible’s daggers crossed, forging a red field that barely held off Yuffie’s gargantuan attack. With each spin of the shuriken, slivers of golden light penetrated the red field and made tiny lacerations across her uniform, her torso, her legs, arms and her face. But Kim held strong under the onslaught.

Kim gritted her teeth, knowing she couldn’t hold off this attack just defensively. Even with Ron, she was verging on exhausted, and pulled from deep inside herself. With a loud cry, she forced her unwilling arms skywards, launching the deadly shuriken away from her and into the clouds.

“Hey! That’s an heirloom!”

In that moment, Yuffie knew three things. One – she was unarmed, her only weapon now in orbit (how was she going to explain this to her father?); two – Kim Possible had just averted her best attack. ; three – Kim Possible was heading straight for her, still with the faint light of Limit Break around her.

Yuffie, being the proud Wutai warrior she was, stood her ground and raised her fists, knowing how this was going to turn out. She was unprepared for the fact that in one instant, Kim was there, the next she was gone. The appearance of heat on her back told her what had happened, but before she could respond, her opponent grabbed her shirt and threw her up into the air.

Kim gauged the target, fed the waning powers of her Limit Break into her legs, and she leapt. Catching up to the bleeding and somewhat stunned ninja, Kim hit Yuffie in the midsection with the butts of her daggers with an explosion of the last of her Limit energy, sending her plummeting like a meteorite to the hard earth below. A plume of dust rose from Yuffie’s impact, and everything was quiet.

Still in the air, Kim could barely register the fact that she was falling. All her training was useless with her body now out for the count. Thankfully it wasn’t a long drop, so she allowed the pull of gravity to take her.

The crash was surprisingly soft, and she wondered if Ron had gotten a pillow or something…

“Ow,” a voice wheezed from underneath her. “You beat me, wheeze! and now you LAND on me? Talk about kicking a girl wheeze! when she’s down…”

Struggling out of the crater, she turns to Yuffie. “Yeah… well… I’m a… Possible. I… can do…”

“Whatever. Will you help me out of this? My arms are kinda wedged in here thanks to you.”

After dragging Yuffie out, they supported each other and looked around at the silent audience. They immediately erupted in a drowning applause, yelling each of their names, but with Ron’s voice making the loudest racket.

Lifting her eyes, she met the cold, ice blue eyes of Cloud looking over her in approval. But of course, no smiling involved. “You fought well.”

“Thank you, sir.”

His gaze switches to Yuffie. “So… First Class?”

Despite her obvious discomfort, she smiled and nodded. “Definitely First Class.”

Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out stripes much like Ron’s, only there were three conjoined as opposed to Ron’s single one. “Congratulations, Kim Possible. You are the first cadet to achieve First Class ranking.”

Smiling proudly she took the stripes and attached them to her left sleeve, before saluting. “Thank you General.”

Nodding, he walked away from her with a few parting words. “I’ll definitely be keeping my eye on you. Keep it up.”

“Yes sir.”

“Oh, and you and the instructor should report back to the infirmary. I don’t want you bleeding all over my Academy.” He gave a barely perceptible smile, which she returned.

“Yes sir.”

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Only five people had bet on Kim, so that made splitting the winnings easy. Especially with the apparent math genius Yori on his side. He had bet only ten gil and came out of it with close to eight hundred. After giving out the winnings, Yori smiled at him.

“I guess I am forced to concede, Ron San. Kim is definitely deserving of her reputation. I shall aspire to defeat her some day in the future.”

“Well I’m sure Kim will welcome the challenge. She loves a good fight.”

“Good. I should thank her, I have a reason to train very hard now.” She smiled at Ron, and walked off towards the infirmary, that Kim was just leaving, but still apparently contained her cousin. “I shall see you later, Ron San.”

Ron smiled back and nodded. “Look forward to it.”

“You two seem to be getting awfully friendly fast,” Kim commented as she approached.

Ron smiled at her. “Well, yeah. Yori is a friendly girl.”

Kim’s smile seemed forced. “I’ll bet.”

“Oh by the way Kim, I should thank you for winning that fight.” He held up a thick wad of bills and showed them to his friend. “I made a killing!”

Kim looked at the money for a few minutes, then glared at Ron with her ‘Judgemental face’. “You BET on my fight?!”

“Well… Um… It was just a friendly bet between me and Yori.”

Again she looked at the cash in his hands. “That’s a lot of money! How much did you bet?”

“Ten gil.”

Her scowl darkened. “Explain.”

He went on to tell her what had happened, with everyone betting, and her being the long shot. The explanation however failed to improve Kim’s mood any.

He had a worried look on his face as his friend continued with the ‘angry face’. “Come on Kim,” he whined, holding up the money again. “I’m gonna give you half!”

“That’s not the point Ron!” she snapped. “How many times do I have to remind you that this isn’t high school! You have to be more responsible! And I’m pretty sure gambling is against the rules!”

“But the General bet too! On you!”

Her anger evaporated immediately, and a smile started tugging on her lips. “The General? Really? He bet on me?”

Relieved to be out of the line of fire, Ron smiled. “Sure did. I think he wants to give you half his winnings too.”

Smiling widely now, Kim waved her hand dismissively. “Oh, he doesn’t have to do that. He can keep it all.”

“Cool! Does that mean I can keep all my winnings too?”

Her frown returned as quickly as it had disappeared. “No!” she snapped, holding out her hand. “Gimme!”

He pouted as he handed over half of his money. “Maaan.”

“I think I’m gonna have a little shopping spree to celebrate my First Class ranking.”

“Congrats on that by the way, Kim. Nice job.”

“Thanks, Ron.”

After everyone else had been tested and ranked, Kim’s shopping plans were put on hold by the General when he made an announcement to all the cadets.

“Nice work, all of you. And congratulations to the twelve cadets who achieved First Class ranking today. Remember that your rank is not set in stone, there will be ample opportunities for advancement in the following year of training.”

Among those twelve First Class cadets were Kim (of course) Josh and Yori, who were probably the three most extraordinary of the twelve.

“Now to get you used to the life of the soldier, you will be put straight into training tomorrow. And you will not be allowed to leave the Academy grounds for the next three months. Get used to the scenery, people, because this place is all you’re going to be seeing for a while.”

As usual Ron was the biggest whiner when it came to bad news. Kim wasn’t exactly thrilled either though, she’d been looking forward to that shopping spree.

“You do have something to look forward to however. After the three months are done, you will each be given two weeks leave from the Academy. When you will be given the opportunity to visit family, have some fun or just unwind from the training. But until then, be prepared for a lot of hard work. For now though, head for the barracks, pick out a bunk and get aquainted with your bunkmates. I will see all of you out here tomorrow at 0600. That is all.”

Ron smiled at Kim. “Hey Kim, when our leave comes, wanna hang out in Midgar for a few days before heading home to Middleton? We can go to that Final Heaven restaurant, then see more of the city together? We’ll have a blast!”

Kim smiled back and nodded. “Good idea Ron. I’ll look forward to it.”

They started walking alongside each other then Ron asked a question. “Kim? Is 0600 like noon, or 6am? ‘Cause I’m really hoping its noon.”

Kim looked at her friend then wordlessly shook her head.

He frowned and folded his arms childishly as they continued to walk. “Maaan, that tanks!”

To be continued…

Sorry for the wait readers. My Beta Reader / Brother, decided the fight scene needed a complete rewrite. Which meant this obsessive compulsive writer needed to start the whole long proof reading process from the beginning. Can’t deny that he was right about it though, I think the story is much better than it was. Hope you all enjoyed it.

As usual please review, its nice to hear what my readers think. Hopefully the next chapter won’t take so long. ) until then.

-Jawelik