Kim Possible Porn Story: A Darker Power Chapter 2
Thanks to CajunBear73, expectresistance, screamingphoenix, greenzxr, and I suppose Ffordesoon (jk) for reviewing the last chapter all that long time ago. Thanks to everyone who read but didnt review. Please everyone R&R.
Disclaimer: No, I havent captured Kim Possible. (Yet)
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A scream. Darkness every where. Falling. A flash of blue light. Rage beyond control. More screaming. An explosion. Blood. Blood on his hands. Theyre dead. He had killed them. No more. Pain. Guilt. Murderer.
Ron shot up from the bed, sweat pouring from his brow. It was just a dream. Just a nightmare, coming to disturb his rest. That was all. But it haunted him still.
Ron looked around the dark hotel room. It had been late, and he and Kim had decided to rent a hotel room, while waiting for a ride home. Making sure not to disturb the sleeping form beside him, Ron got up and retrieved his pants.
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Ron looked out the dark window, surveying the night around him. It seemed like ages since he had gotten a good nights sleep. These nightmares would not leave him be. But that wasnt a problem. Nothing worth mentioning to Kim. She would only worry about it, and lose her share of sleep. He couldnt do that to her.
Ron thought about his life. He didnt know why his thoughts suddenly turned to that particular subject. It was usually one that he tried to avoid. But his mind kept drawing it near, forcing him to think: what next? He was going to the Yamanouchi school to extend his studies of Tai-Shing-Pek-War, in hopes of understanding this new power he possessed. And more importantly, in hopes of learning how to control it. He chose not to follow that particular subject.
Kim on the other hand was going to Tokyo to learn more about international diplomacy, and other things that generally made his head hurt. That way they would still be able to see each other during their separate studies. That is, as long as he doesnt do something to botch up their relationship. He decided to not pursue that train-of-thought either.
Ron grabbed his jersey and headed outside, hoping against hope that the night air would clear away his mind-fog. He still didnt know what he would do with his life. Sure, having a ninja scholarship would probably help him get just about any job he wanted, but he still didnt know what job he wanted. Should he have gone to the culinary school? Or maybe the football school? What was he supposed to do with his life? Was he doomed to be the ultimate ninja-salesman for Smarty-Mart? What was he to do?
Ron wandered through the parking lot, not really knowing what he was doing. He just needed to think. He eventually found himself upon a forest trail heading farther and farther from the hotel. He checked his watch. 3:09 am. He had been wandering for about an hour. He probably should be getting back to the hotel soon. He didnt want Kim to wake up and find him missing. Ron turned around and suddenly found himself with a bit of a problem: he had no idea where he was. Ron surveyed his surroundings carefully, trying to remember his path. Had he come from the East? Or was that the West? And where did all of these trees come from?
Ron looked around some more, still trying to remember his way back when he felt the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. Against his will, his eyes flashed blue. Someone was nearby.
Spinning with lightning speed, Ron caught the kick the had been aimed straight at the back of his head. Before he could react though, the person who had attacked him slipped through his legs, and Ron had to spin around and catch the powerful kick aimed at his side, while ducking the left hook that followed it. Ron dropped his hand and redirected the knee aimed for his thigh, and repeated his opponents move by slipping through theyre legs and jumping to the side. Suddenly he could hold back the energy no longer, and blue light burst from his body. His feet left the ground as the energy encompassed him, forming around him. The energy stood up on end like fur across his arms. Blue paws with blue claws encased his hands, while blue fangs formed within his mouth. A tail made completely of energy flowed from his backside, as his feet met the ground once more, and he released a glass-shattering monkey-screech..
His opponent, apparently unimpressed by the light show launched towards him with a powerful knee strike. Ron lost himself to the power, letting it take control. Moving on its own, his body dodged attack after attack, waiting for the opportune moment, like a predator waiting to strike. Suddenly Ron delivered a strong uppercut towards his foes gut that was barely intercepted. He followed up with a strong left-handed chop to his opponents neck, and when that was ducked a deadly knee strike to a particularly tender area, which was caught by his opponent at the last moment. Rons monkey power analysed the situation, far faster then Ron himself could. His opponent was male, close to his own age. By the weight of his different strikes, this man probably studied martial arts, likely Tae-Kwon-Do do to the incredible strength in his leg strikes compared to the lack of strength in his upper-body strikes. This man also studied some form of ninjitsu, based primarily on stealth, as apposed to a more combat-oriented one such as the Yamanouchi schools preferred style. Just as Ron came to these same conclusions, his monkey power had found a solution. He suddenly found his opponents fist lodged in his gut.
But the strike lacked enough strength to even knock the wind out of him: it just stung a bit. But from this new position Ron was able to dodge a strong kick, and prepare his counter attack. With his opponents leg still suspended, Ron launched his right arm up, aiming for the heel. Meanwhile, he launched his left arm down at the mans knee. There was a satisfying crunch as the bone broke in two, accompanied by a scream of pain. This was stifled immediately by Rons vice-grip wrapping around his assailants throat.
One twist. Thats all it would take. One twist, and the world would know the price of crossing him. All it took was one little twist.
No! That was it talking. It wanted him to scum to its will. To do things he had sworn never to do. He would not lose control. No. Not ever again…
With an effort, Ron through the man from him and released enough energy from him so that he could talk without the screeching. Who are you. Ron said, panting. What do you want.
The man stood up, grinding his teeth against the obvious pain, his left arm resting against a nearby tree for support. He was obviously had a lot of endurance if he able to put even microscopic amounts of pressure on that leg. Yet he was smiling. And there was something unnerving about that smile. Brent. The man replied, likewise panting, his voice hoarse with restrained pain. And what I want is you.
Uh Ron said, feeling that things had fallen straight past incredibly awkwierd and sick and wrong and were plummeting straight to the depths of wrong sick. Sorry, but I have a girlfriend.
Brents eyebrows instantly knotted into a Im not amused, you idiot expression as he glared at Ron. Not like that, you idiot.
Your calling me an idiot? Ron asked, drawing on his over confident voice. Youre the one who just took on the Monkey Master who glows blue!
But Brent just returned Rons laugh, once more adapting his unnerving smile. Those who glow have never proven much of a challenge for me. Brent brushed his dirty-blond hair from his silver-grey eyes and pulled out a newspaper from his pocket, tossing it to Ron. Ron caught it and unfurled it with one hand, then glanced at the headline, keeping a close eye on Brent. The headline read Team not Go! Superhero team all defeated by a single unidentified assailant! Go City crushed!
Ron tossed the paper back to Brent and looked at him closely. Im guessing youre the unidentified assailant?
Yes Brent responded, letting out a very impressive evil laugh. Hego and the Wegos were no problem. It was that accursed Mego that caused me some grief.
Mego?! Ron said, not believing his ears. You do mean Mego the shrinker? Ron held up his right hand with his thumb and index finger about an inch apart to give a visual.
Yes, I do. Have you ever tried to land a good punch on that guy? He cant hurt you, but its pretty hard to hit him to.
Right. So, why are you attacking super-powered people? Ron demanded. It felt pretty good being the one in charge for once.
Because I need to find one strong enough. As I said, Mego couldnt hurt me. To beat Hego all I had to do was kick him in the groin while he had a something heavy over his head, and as for the Wegos I just had to put the originals in an arm-lock. Brent shrugged and continued. As for Shego, well seeing as shes on her honeymoon right now I decided to leave her in peace. But you. Brent unleashed another of his evil smiles and locked eyes with Ron. You are different. You fight dirty. You have no limits to your power. And your ruthless. You are willing to take lives.
No! Ron shouted his defiance. He would not go down that path again.
Yes Brent responded. And your just what I need to complete my plans. Brent reached within his shirt and pulled out a very familiar looking pendant. It was a triangle made of white-gold, with a large gem in the centre surrounded by a circle of smaller gems and a triangle of even smaller gems. But they werent the same gems that were on the Eye of the Storm. For this pendant the centre gem was a topaz, the circle of gems were sapphires and the triangle of gems were rubies.
Brent smiled, noting something in Rons face. I see you recognize this. Your right, it is not the Eye of the Storm. You and your precious girlfriend are the reason for that. No, this is one of its sister pendants. This is the Heart of the Earth. I have the other two, as well as the Eye of the Storm, though unfortunately you have forced me to buy it from that obnoxious Pierpont. Suddenly, the gems on the pendant began to glow. You see, these pendants are not just mere trinkets. When one person possess to adjacent triangles, he or she may unlock the first seal on one of the triangles. When he or she possess three triangles, one triangle may have its full power unleashed. Once Pierpont delivers the Eye of the Storm to me, I will have the key to tremendous power. But if I want unlimited power at my disposal, I need something more. And thats where you come in. Suddenly the pendant unleashed a tremendous flash of yellow light. Rons MMP fired up, sensing danger. Ron raised his fists in a cross-block over his face, as the light began to consume him…
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I apologize, but until I finish That Time Again. I will not be updating this story at a remotely reasonable pace Ill just throw in a chapter every once in a while when I have a writers block for another story.