Kim Possible Porn Story: Unconventional Chapter 3

This is the place? Kim looked back at the screen of the Kimmunicator, her eyes glancing down at her tech guru skeptically.

Of course it is! I know it looks a bitoddbut thats the entrance. Wade snickered a little at Kims confusion.

Isnt thisI dont knowclich? Kim examined the well-disguised transportation pod.

Kim! Just because it was in one movie about a sorcerer kid doesnt make it clich. If anything, it makes it SO much cooler since this was protocol before she even wrote that book. Wade smirked as he added, Of course, it helps when you have a few connections that slip such interesting little tidbits like the entrance to a super top-secret base to you.

But wasnt she? Kim trailed off, unsure of how to word the thought without sounding offensive.

Money doesnt matter too much when it comes to this sort of thing. Its all about the info. Wade smiled at the clearly confused Kim. There is something Im curious about, Kim.

Hmm? What is it? she asked as she entered the telephone booth.

I thought that we had gone in before. You know, last week. Why do you have to go back again? Wade unintentionally shifted forward in his seat to better see Kims reaction.

Welluh, you seewe have toto check back in. We think that they mightve taken something that we werent able to stop. Kim fidgeted nervously, her lack of lying skills making themselves apparent once again. The truth was she had hit a dead end.

After leaving the karaoke bar a week ago, she had returned to the hotel to get the security tapes from the previous night. To her chagrin and surprise however, the tapes had gone missing. None of the employees who had shifts the night before remembered seeing her or a blue man (the assistant manager, an annoying twerp who looked like a middle-aged version of Ned, had asked if she was dating a member of the Blue Man Group and if she could get him an autograph). It didnt take Kim long to figure out that Drakken must have had something to do with both the theft of the tapes and the amnesia that seemed to be going around, but wasnt willing to ask for his help. Yet anyway.

And so she had come here, to the secret base where she and Ron had gone on their last mission. Only problem was she had no memory of going on said mission. As much as she didnt want anyone to know what had happened, she had run out of options and had finally given in and asked Wade.

Riiiiight, Wade said, bringing Kim back to the present. Kim sighed; Wade was obviously unconvinced with her story. He didnt press the matter though. Well, it should be the same code as it was before, so you shouldnt have-

And just to make sure its right, the code was? Kim forced her best innocent smile.

Wade hesitated for a second before listing off 19009687825. Wade broke out into a giggle fit before finishing up with, Good luck Kim. Hope you can find what is wrong with the picture. He blinked out of the screen, leaving Kim a little more than slightly curious about what was funny.

Deciding that it mustve been something on one of the other screens, she closed the door to the booth and turned to face the phone. It was an odd place for a secret lab to be hidden, she thought, but it was also one of the least likely places, making it ideal for secrecy. The neighborhood was rundown, but not decrepit, with a few local businesses still in operation. The phone, which, to Kims disgust, was covered in stale gum, had graffiti all over it and a disconnected receiver. Wondering if, for the first time, Wade was wrong, she entered the numbers as she had been told.

The sudden drop was something she wasnt prepared for.

She quickly recovered from the surprise and let herself fall down the tube. It seemed familiar to her, but Kim reminded herself to keep her focus on the mission. It wouldnt do to let herself be distracted by a minute detail.

Kim eventually came to a stop in a large space, apparently empty save for the tube that sat in the middle of the room. Her eyes scanned the area looking for anything but finding nothing to even show where the light was coming from. Then she heard the voice. A voice that tingled her memory from earlier

Oh. Its just the amateur.

Kim eyes narrowed in disgust at the cool dismissing tone that GJs finest took when talking with her and her teammates.

Agent Will Du, she answered in a false polite voice. Lights suddenly came to life all around her, temporarily blinding her. Before the heroine could regain her senses, she heard the sound of weapons powering up all around her. Her eyes eventually focused and found herself completely surrounded by soldiers in high grade armor and armed with laser cannons, pistols, and rifles. In the middle of them all was the smug face of someone that she had wished to never see again smirking at her. She gave him nothing but a sneer of disapproval in return.

You dont have clearance for this station, Miss Possible. I suggest you vacate the premises.

I see, Kim replied carefully, her voice remaining neutral as she counted the number of solders. Twelve. In the back of her head Kim knew she should feel insulted there were so few, but she was too concerned with getting the information she had come for. And how strong would you say this suggestion is.

Dus eyes narrowed. Very.

Less than five minutes later, all twelve solders, plus eight more that has shown up mid-fight, lay unconscious in various positions surrounding her, each one sporting various bruises, black eyes, and broken noses. Kim herself hadnt even broken a sweat.

Throughout the fight Will Du had simply stood off to the side with the same superior look on his face. Once Kim had finished taking out the solders and turned to advance on Du, he placed his hand on the control for his stun gun. Seeing his movement Kim gave him a look that asked Do you really want your hand broken; after a moment of consideration, he surrendered the mental fight and removed his hand.

Did you really have to take out the entire security force? he asked, the exasperation showing in his voice though not on his face.

Kim smirked. Youre the one who kept sending them.

It is not a fact that he advertised, but William Percival Du had grown up grinding his teeth whenever he got stressed. Years of strict mental discipline, coupled with dentist bill after dentist bill, had rid Will of this nasty habit. The time he spent in the same room as Kim Possible threatened to bring it back.

Ignoring the urge, he decided to change the topic instead. Why are you here? he asked.

The temporary distraction of the fight gone, Kim refocused on the business at hand. I came for information. Am I correct in thinking that someone-possibly Drakken and Shego- broke in here sometime last week and stole/attempted to steal something?

Will raised his eyebrow. Yes, though I am surprised you dont know. After all, you were here.

I was? Kim asked, glad to finally be getting somewhere. I mean I know I was. I was just making sure we were talking about the same event. Kim managed to stutter out, causing Will to raise his eyebrow even further.

Kim cleared her throat, and Will lowered his brows. What I want is the security tapes for that evening. We ah, think Drakken might have some new weapon and need to see if it was used on film. Hey, that lie wasnt half bad, she said to herself. She didnt think Du would be able to refuse such a request; it seemed honest enough. If Drakken really had made a new weapon it made perfect sense to try and identify it. So Kim was a bit taken back when Du shook his head no.

I would like to help Miss Possible, but I am afraid that I cant. During the confusion of the incident last week, all security tapes for that day have gone missing. In addition, none of the guards or scientists who were working that day have any memory of the event.”

Kims mouth dropped open. Not these tapes too! She thought to herself. Since when did Drakken become so good at stealing stuff?

Suddenly something that Will had said caught her attention. Wait, if no one remembers what happened and the tapes were gone, how do you know what happened in the first place?

A bit of pride returned to Dus face. Simple, he said, the…device that was being built here has gone missing, and bio-sensors indicated a number of unauthorized individuals inside the base.

Bio-sensors?

Yes, its something that all Global Justice bases are being equipped with. A sensor placed in the tunnel that scans everybody that enters. If their DNA is not authorized, security is alerted. In addition it has the DNA of a number of villains programmed into it so that if one of them ever attacks we will know exactly who it was.

Kim stared at him. Ok, thats pretty cool, but I already see one problem with it.

Du bristled. I can assure you that the device was designed by the best minds of Global Justice. There are no problems with-

If the scanner is in the tunnel, whats to keep the bad guys from blasting in through a wall? Theyve done it before.

…obviously it is a prototype model. All problems will be fixed by the final version.

By this time some of the solders were starting to wake up, and Kim decided she had overstayed her welcome. Uh huh. Listen, as much as Id love to stay here and trade verbal blows all day, I think I have all the information Ill get here. And besides, I still have one more stop to make before I go home for dinner

Then please, Will replied, gesturing toward the pad which Kim used to get there just a short while ago. Once Kim was safely inside it Will moved to press the button that would send Kim back to the top, but paused half way there. Miss Possible?

Yes? Kim asked in return, slightly taken aback by Dus tone. There was one other unauthorized DNA signature that the computer recognized, other than Drakken, Shego, and your own group.

What? Who was it? Kim demanded.

Dementor. Will replied, pressing the button a moment later. The doors swooshed shut, and within a few moments Kim had been returned to the phone booth. Pushing the rusted doors open Kim walked out onto the open street and climbed into her car. Starting it, she let it sit idle for a few as she pulled up the Sloths built in Kimmunicator. Wade, have you heard anything about Dementor in a while?

Dementor? Just a sec, he answered typing into his computer at super fast speeds. A moment later he looked up. No, not really. Hes been pretty quiet ever since the Lowardian invasion six months ago. In fact, the first time hes done anything would be last week, when he broke into GJs base with Shego and Drakken last week.

Is that what happened…? Kim asked herself.

What was that Kim?

Er, nothing Wade. Listen, lets not worry about Dementor right now, just keep a look out for his latest lair, ok? In the meantime, I need you to do me a favor.

All right, what is it? Wade asked, his eyes glued at a monitor next to Kims.

And I need you to promise not to tell anyone. Including Ron.

This caught his attention. Looking up at his friend, Wade looked worried. Kim? Whats going on? First you cant remember things and now you want me to keep a secret from Ron?

Kim sighed. I know, but its for the best. The truth is, I dont remember that day and I dont want Ron to get involved until I figure it all out. Ok?

Wade studied her for another moment and then shrugged. Kim, youve been my friend for years. Ill trust you on this. For now, he added to himself in his head. What do you need me to do?”

Steadying herself, Kim took a breath and dove in.

I need to talk to Drakken.

A week had passed since the incident at the hotel, and Drakken was more than ready to put it all behind him.

At least, he would have been if it wasnt for one thing.

Those blasted tapes.

The ones that, no matter how many times he threw them away (only to dig them out of the trash again later) he couldnt resist watching. Because quite frankly, what he saw on them was well, awesome. He had never been the ladies man, not even in college, so when he saw what he and Possible had been doing on the elevator ride up to the room…

Drakken decided it was a good thing that Possible wasnt the one to see the tapes. After all, Possible had been so upset when she woke to find herself and Drakken having slept in the same bed-Drakken still wouldnt admit to himself that more than that had gone on-that she had been focused solely on getting out of there unseen, and hadnt even thought to check the hotel security tapes.

So while Possible headed to the meeting place in a hurry to get out of there, Drakken had headed down stairs to check out. And while he was doing that, he interrogated to staff, knocked them out with a few sprays of sleeping gas, hacked into the hotels security system, and stole the previous nights security tapes.

He had made plans to get the security tapes from the lab he and Shego had to steal from as well…as soon as he remembered which lab it was and what he had gone to steal. Last thing he could remember was going to bed two days previous…he had thought maybe Shego would know what had happened, but she hadnt volunteered any information and he wasnt about to tell her what happened. Shego had been oddly quiet that week. Maybe she did know something after all…oh well, if she wasnt going to taunt him about it he wasnt complaining. Unless…maybe she thought he was a monster for sleeping with (in the same bed as, he corrected himself) a girl young enough to be his daughter.

When he did get back to the lair he found it was empty. He had wondered where everyone was before remembering that it was a Sunday and that the Henchmen Union had made him give everyone, including Shego, the day off. So as much as he wanted answers (and the mocking to be over) he had to wait till Monday to find them.

Well, not all of them. He did, after all, have the tapes. And after getting a snack from the kitchen he had gone to his room to watch the tapes. After putting the first one in, he sat on his bed and pressed play.

A week later, he was still watching the tapes.

He had found what he wanted the first night, but it was so…hot that he kept watching it over and over again, whenever he got a moment to himself. He rationalized with himself that he was looking for some detail he missed, a clue. After all, Shego didnt seem to have any information about what had happened that night, and in fact refused to talk about the matter at all.

So here he was, watching the video for the fifth time that week.

In his room.

On his bed.

…with his pants off.

Ok, that last part might not have been necessary but the video was so hot. Teenager or not, daughter of his ex-friend she may be, Kim Possible was hot. The fact of which simultaneously aroused and disturbed the blue skinned scientist.

Just then, the large flat screen TV in his room filled with static. A moment later the screen was filled with a blown up image of Kim Possibles face.

And it was live.

…and he was still sans pants.

Gah! Drakken yelled grabbing his blanket and flinging it across himself. Kim Possible! What are you doing on my TV!

I had Wade hack your cable so that I could talk to you. What are you…were you watching porn? she demanded, noticing Drakkens lack of pants and the blanket hastily thrown across his neither regions.

So? What if I am? Its a free country you know. Drakken ranted at her.

Ugh. Whatever, that is so gross. Look, we need to talk. Im on my way over, and unless you want Shego to know what happened last week I suggest you get her out of there. Kim over and out.

What? Wait, how am I supposed to get rid of- but it was too late. She had already signed off.

Grumbling in irritation (and completely forgetting about the embarrassment he’d just suffered), he threw the blanket off of himself and stood up.

The ball went up.

The ball came down.

The ball went up.

And the ball came down.

Catching the rubber ball on the way down from where he had been bouncing it on the ceiling, Ron paused for a moment before tossing it back up again.

So this is what it was like to be bored.

Mind you, he had been bored before, but rarely. He was after all a master of distractions, and that included distracting himself.

He had finished all of his classes for the day and wasnt scheduled to work until tomorrow. He had even managed to get all his homework done early.

In short, he really didnt have anything to do.

It would have been different if Kim was there, but she had run off right after her last class and hadnt told Ron where she was going. Ron figured she was getting ready for their date later that night, getting a new dress or a haircut or something. But then again it was just Bueno Nacho… he needed to remember to take Kim somewhere fancy when he got his next paycheck.

Man he was bored.

He probably wouldnt have been so bored if Rufus was there. Pausing in what he was doing, he flipped himself over into a sitting position… just in time for the rubber ball to hit him in the head.

Dang it… he said to himself, catching the ball on its way to the floor. He stood up and stretched before placing the ball on his desk, and picked up the postcard he had received earlier that day.

Returning to his spot on the bed, Ron reread the card. It was from Rufus. The campus had a very strict ‘no animals’ policy, so Ron had no choice but to give Rufus away. He had found the naked mole rat a good home; he now stayed with Kims cousin Joss at her dads ranch. According to the postcard, he was doing fine and even had a girlfriend now.

He was interrupted from his musings by the sound of a key turning in the lock. A moment later and Felix, his roommate for the semester, rolled into the room.

Hey, Felix.

Oh, hey Ron. Sup?

Not much. You up for some Zombie Mayhem?

Na, Felix replied shaking his head, Ive got to finish a paper before my date with Zita tomorrow, and its a big one.

You been procrastinating? Dont you know thats my job? Ron teased him. Felix snorted. You know Ive been busy with my job. Besides, I thought you went from potential boy to potential fulfilled boy?

Ron laughed; looking at his grades this semester, it would seem that once he got away from Barkins teaching methods he was actually pretty good at learning stuff. He had managed to move from being a C student to one who got mostly B’s with the occasional A… especially where his business degree was concerned.

Hey, Felix interrupted his thoughts. Wheres Kim? We have an exam Monday and I was trying to get a study group going for Sunday night.

Sorry bud, havent seen her since lunch. Well, if youre gonna be busy working, I think Im gonna head out for a bit. Go for a walk, get some fresh air.

You? Exercise? Who are you and what have you done with Ron? He appeared to think for a moment before adding, And what can I pay you to stay in his place?

Ron didnt answer; he had already left.

It had rained earlier and the streets were muddy, but that didnt stop Ron from going on his walk. Felix was right about him needing time to think. He had been too busy during the past week, he hadnt had time to think about waking up next to Shego… outside of his dreams anyway. But now it was Friday and he had all the time to think he wanted. Or didnt want that is.

Its not like anything could actually happen between him and Shego. She was who knows how many years older than him (he never did find out her real age…or name for that matter). Itd be like Kim dating… dating Drakken or something.

Ok, that wasnt a thought he needed.

Dont be silly, he told himself, Kims dating me, not Drakken. And Im dating her, and not Shego. Anything else just sounds like some kind of bad fanfiction.

When he had left on his walk he kind of had the idea of going to the nearest off-campus grocery store to buy some snacks for later. He had been so engrossed in thought though, that when he reached the edge of campus he didnt stop to check the traffic. It had started raining again a few minutes earlier, so the car didnt see him until it was almost too late.

A loud honking sound tore Ron from his thoughts a split second before it was too late. If it had been anyone else, anyone who didnt have years of experience dodging henchmen, killer robots, and death rays he would have been killed. As it was, he was able to jump back just in time for the car to speed past him leaving him unscathed. Well, except for the huge puddle of mud all over his legs.

Damn it. Ive so busy thinking about Shego I almost got myself killed. I should just accept that Ill never know what happened, and that theres not chance of Shego and me getting together. Hell, her and Drakken going legit now I probably wont even see her agai-

Hey Stoppable!

…Crap.

Author’s Notes:

Mace: This part took a while to finish. But we got it done! Didn’t we Ne- …Neo? Where’d Neo go?

-Neo is sitting in the corner all sad-faced-

Mace: …Neo…you aren’t emo. So stop.

Neo: But…I epic failed with this chapter. FAIL!

Mace: Aw, now don’t be like that. Just think! Once it gets to the Dra…Dra…Drakk… -Mace starts twitching- …to your favorite pairing, you’ll get to be in charge!

Thanks to KittyPuppy for beta reading!