Kim Possible Porn Story: A Long Life – Chapter 7
AN: I don’t own anyone from this story except for Thomas, Elizabeth, and the villian of the plot.
Ok, still no guesses. I will put one more reference to it somewhere in this chapter. It will be the most obvious reference I can use without actually giving away the answer. After this, I will give no more hints, and if no-one guesses it by the final chapter, I will give the answer at the final chapter.
Thanks to Donteatacowman and Screaming Phoenix for their reviews.
“I thought you said Dr. D could help us?” Shego asks, glaring at Thomas as the limo pulls away, leaving a bewildered and petulant Drakken behind.
“He can, but not for this” Thomas says, “We’re about to infiltrate the possible location where Ron is being held. Which requires stealth. And unless my information is wrong, Drakken is about as stealthy as a bull in a china shop. Was I wrong?”
“No” Shego says, leaning back in her seat, “Not really. Then again, a limo isn’t exactly inconspicious either”
“The limo isn’t going all the way” Thomas says, “We’re getting out about a mile from the base and walking the rest of the way”
“But we don’t have the time” Kim exclaims, “They could be doing anything to Ron”
“5 minutes either way won’t make much of a difference” Thomas says, taking off his suit Jacket. Pulling out a plastic bag from under his seat, he looks at Kim and shego, “Umm, can you two turn away please? I need to change” Kim blushes and turns away, Shego smirking at Kim’s reaction as she turns away.
For a few minutes, there’s the rustle of cloth on leather, but nothing else. When Thomas says, “It’s ok now” both women turn back to face him, staring at his outfit. Dark blue, almost black cotton sweat pants and sweatshirt, with dark blue cloth shoes, and a ski mask of the same shade gripped in his hand.
“You just happen to have clothing made for stealth stashed in your car?” Shego asks, raising an eyebrow in interest.
Thomas shrugs, “What can I say? I’m prepared for almost anything” Pulling the mask on, he says, “When we get out, I’ll go ahead and scout the base out. You three come after me. I’ll meet up with you at the edge of the base” When Shego and Kim nod, Thomas closes his eyes and leditates for the rest of the trip, leaving Kim and Shego to stare at each other in confusion, while Elizabeth pulls out her own bag and changes into an outfit similar to her father’s.
“I take it your father does this alot?” Shego asks, raising an eyebrow as Elizabeth calmly changes right next to her father. Elizabeth nods and says, “Various organizations and governments have my father and I on retainer. We do anything that normal government agents that have to concern themselves with treaties and laws can’t.”
“So what powers do you possess?” Shego asks
“None” Elizabeth says, “He isn’t my real father. He adopted me when I was 3. My parents were killed when the train they were on derailed”
“Oh I am so sorry” Kim says sympathetically.
Elizabeth gives a small smile and a shrug, “I don’t even remember them. All I have left of them are photos. Papa says he adopted me because he owned the train and felt bad about what happened. He didn’t want me to grow up without a parent, so he arranged things so he could adopt me.”
“And, considering he has no qualms about bringing you here,” Shego says, “I’m assuming he had you trained?”
“Oh no” Elizabeth says, shaking her head, “He didn’t have me trained. He trained me himself. Just as he trained his real children. Then they trained their children and I train mine, and so forth and so on. All the way down the line to you and your brothers and cousins.” Shego nods, finally understanding her family’s tradition of the parents teaching the kids until the child can defeat the parent in unarmed combat. She had always wondered about that. As a child, she had asked where the tradition had come from, even going so far to ask her great grandmother. None had been able to tell her. Now she knew why.
“But why set up the tradition?” Shego asks.
Elizabeth shrugs, “I know the answer, but you’ll have to ask Papa himself”
Before Shego can ask him though, the car pulls to a stop. Looking out the tinted window, everyone sees the base off in the distance. Dull metal and concrete buildings dot the base. Stepping out of the car, Kim opens her pack and pulls out a pair of binoculars. Looking at the base, she notes the broken and boarded over buildings, the empty streets, saying softly, “I don’t see anything” Putting her binoculars down, she turns to Thomas, ready to ask him what he thinks, but he isn’t where he was a moment ago. Looking around to find him, she spots a black silhouette off in the distance, moving far faster than a human has any right to move. Bringing the binoculars back up to her eyes, she follows Thomas’ movement, gasping when he makes a single leap, clearing the ten foot tall fence with at least a foot to spare.
“Apparently, immortality is not his only ability” Shego says, impressed.
Elizabeth smiles and says, “All of his powers are related”
“Related?” Shego asks, “How?”
“His base ability is he absorbs energy” Elizabeth explains, “From anything and everything. Solar energy, kinetic energy just from walking down the street, walking under powerlines. Just by doing his day to day activities, he absorbs energy. And his body uses that energy to increase his physical abilities. He can lift about a ton to a ton and a half, has a top running speed of around 60 miles per hour, and can maintain that speed for about a day straight. He can dodge a bullet at near point blank range, heals far faster than ordinary humans, poisons, toxins, foreign substances and even illnesses are flushed from his system rapidly, and he will not age. And if he’s hit with a concentrated burst of energy” she continues, “Such as your plasma, he gets a brief boost to his abilities. The boost lasts only for a few seconds, but it’s gotten him out of many scrapes” With that, she pulls on her hood as well and starts moving, heading in the direction her father went, Kim and Shego following.
A few minutes later, they reach the fence Thomas had leaped over. The three women look at the fence, wondering how they’d get past it. Growling in annoyance, Shego flares her hand and brings her hand back, prepared to just melt her way through it. Just as she’s about to bring her arm down in a quick strike, her hand is grabbed.
“You idiot” she snarls, turning to see who was dumb enough to incinerate their own hand, only to find Thomas there, his hand enveloped in the plasma surrounding her hand, yet not burning. Instead, it looks as though her plasma is bending around his hand, his hand sucking in the energy she’s producing.
Releasing her hand, he shakes the plasma off of it, revealing his hand, unharmed as he says, “I wouldn’t do that. There’s a mild electrical current running through the fence” nodding towards a small box attached to the nearest fence post, “Breaking the current, either by climbing the fence or cutting it, will set off the alarm”
“So how do we cross?” Kim asks, then watches as Thomas crouches, lacing his fingers together. Elizabeth gets a running start before stepping one foot onto his hands, flipping and twirling gracefully when Thomas tosses her up and over the fence. Like a pole vaulter, Elizabeth bends over backwards, clearing the fence with ease, landing on the other side with a graceful curtsey to her father. After Assisting Shego and Kim over, both clearing the fence with just as much ease as Elizabeth, Thomas jumps back over the fence, landing amidst the three ladies.
“There are some guards patrolling the largest building there” he says, pointing to a 6 story building, easily the size of 3 city blocks.
“So what are we waiting for?” Shego asks, heading towards the builing, “We go in, kick butt, and rescue the sidekick”
“Sounds good to me” Thomas says. That said, the 4 head towards the building. Once at the building, Thomas looks around and says, “Kim, Shego, you two head to the roof. Elizabeth and I will find a way in on this level. We’ll distract whoever’s inside, while you two find Ronald and get him out.”
Shego smirks at Kim, “Who knew we’d be working together? And to save the sidekick to boot?”
“Can it Shego” Kim grumbles, gripping Shego around the waist as she fires her grappling gun at the roof. The gun reels them up quickly and they both land lightly on their feet. Slowly, they make their way to the roof top access.
With a quick flick of her wrists, lockpicking tools slide out of a pouch on Shego’s wrist, and within moments, she has the door open, Kim going through first. They make their way down the stairs, coming out onto a balcony that overlooks the main floor. Dominating the center of the room is a huge machine with rounded edges, cables sticking out of it and running across the cement floor, and a glowing yellow rod in the center of the contraption.
“Isn’t that…” Kim says before being cut off by someone who has no idea how to control the volume of his voice
“With my Counter Electrodynamic Concentrator ze world vill haff to BOW TO ME!” Professor Dementor shouts out, “Und with ze power grid of zis abandoned MILITARY BASE I vill not fail!”
“Dementor?” Shego asks in shock, “We came to the wrong place?” With a growl, she turns and starts walking off, only to feel Kim grab her arm. Spinning to face Kim she snarls, “What is it Kimmie? We came to the wrong place. We have to go and figure out the next step”
“And we will” Kim says, “But right now, we need to stop Dementor.” Hearing a commotion, Kim looks down, only to see Thomas and Elizabeth wading through the henchmen in grey uniforms. Elizabeth is displaying the same gracefulness she showed when tossed over the fence. Her fighting is a beautiful and lethal dance, henchmen falling left and right, her father, Thomas, right next to her, moving in quick controlled bursts, tossing henchmen around left and right.
“Vhat is ze MEANING OF ZIS INTERRUPTION!” Dementor screams, turning to watch the fighting. He’s expecting Kim and Ron. Imagine his surpise when instead, he sees two strangers tearing through the best henchmen money can buy with little effort.
Seeing a green light, he looks up to the balcony, jaw dropping as he watches Shego and Kim leaping to the ground floor to join the fray, “KIM POSSIBLE AND SHEGO?” he hollers, “Vhy are you two working together? Have you NOT HEARD OF PROFESSIONAL COURTESY?”
Thomas groans as he listens to Dementor rant. Flipping onto his hand, he does a spinning roundhouse kick, knocking back several henchmen, “Why can’t villains ever do things one at a time?” he muses. Elizabeth nods as she does a graceful leaping split, kicking two henchmen, “I hear you. Why can’t there be only one?” she asks with a grunt as she backhands another henchman.
“You Vill not succeed THIS TIME FRAULEIN POSSIBLE” Dementor says, giving an evil laugh as he reaches for the switch to activate the machine.
“Oh not again” Kim groans, leaping over the group of henchmen she had been busy with, trying to get to Dementor. But she need not have bothered. Before Dementor can pulls the switch, Shego lets loose with a barrage of fireballs, pushing Dementor back, “I don’t think so” she says.
“Good job” Thomas says, doing another one handed spinning kick before flipping back to his feet.
“You Think You Haff Von Fraulein Possible? VELL YOU HAF NOT!” Dementor says, pressing a button on his chest, his minijetpack unfolding on his back and firing.
Kim starts running to catch up to him, but before she can take more than three steps, the building starts shaking, anyone not in the air falling down.
“What was that?” Shego groans, pushing a couple henchmen off of her from when they fell down.
“I don’t know” Thomas says
“Earthquake?” Elizabeth asks.
Kim is about to respond when her Kimmunicator beeps it’s familiar tune. Answering it, she says, “What’s the sitch… Wade?” she asks, concern etched in her face. Wade is unusually pale, and trembling as he looks at her, and for the first time, Kim sees terror in his eyes, “What is it Wade?” she asks, “What’s wrong?”
“D-Denver, Kim” Wade stammers, “Denver is gone. Some kind of energy beam hit it.” A newsfeed image appears, showing a city-sized crater, at the edges a few broken and burning buildings.
Everyone is stunned, even Dementor, who hadn’t managed to get out of the building before the shockwave hit. He slowly lowers himself to the ground, shaking his head, tears running down his cheeks from under his helmet. Sure, he was a villian, but his plans never involved the kind of carnage they were all witness to.
After a few minutes, the newsfeed is interrupted. Displayed is a well lit metal room. At one end, Ron, hanging from shackles, heiroglyph’s carved into his flesh, blood slowly dripping from the wounds. His clothing removed, he’s now wearing metal bracelets and anklets, along with a thick metal linked belt, the necklace and pendant from the museum, and a thin crown encircling his brow. Standing next to him is an unfamiliar, stocky figure, wearing a tuxedo and some kind of leather mask that covers his uper face, leaving his mouth and part of his nose exposed.
“Ladies and gentlemen” the man says, flashing a wide grin, “We interrupt your regularly scheduled broadcast for an important news bulletin. As I am sure most of you are aware, Denver, Colorado, USA, is no more.” His grin gets even wider, “That’s right kiddies. Half a million unsuspecting people, are now no more than ash.” He pauses, then cups his ear and turns his ear towards the camera and with an innocent look on his face, he asks, “What’s that? Some of you want proof that it was indeed I that did it? Well… ok” he finishes with a wide grin.
Lifting the staff up, he taps it on the ground. Instantly, Ron’s eyes open wide, glowing bright blue. Pointing at a map with the staff, the man whispers a word and Ron screams as if his very soul was being ripped out. And it very well could be by the looks of it. Issuing from his mouth and eyes, even from his nostrils and ears, is bright blue energy. The energy is pulled to the staff and then released.
As Ron screams, a second voice joins his, sounding like their soul was being ripped out with his. When everyone looks at her, Kim realises that it is her voice that has been added to Ron’s. Falling to her knees, she clutches her kimmunicator tightly, moaning in agony as her soul-mate is tortured before the eyes of everyone on the planet.
AN: Will Ron ever be the same? Will anyone finally guess the cultural reference? Will I ever stop sounding like the announcer from the 1960’s Batman television show? Stay tuned and find out. And please, read and review.