Kim Possible Porn Story: A Darker Power Chapter 1
New Story Time.
I decided to start one of my very dark fics. This is a new style for me, so please bear that in mind while your mocking me and my horrible writing.
Im taking a bit of a risk and putting this at a T for a rating. Please tell me immediately if it looks like the rating is inappropriate.
Disclaimer: Kim Possible is the full property of those genius people from Disney. And due me a favor and tell them that I said what they told me to so they can call of there blood hounds.
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A Darker Power
A Kim Possible Fanfic
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The sound his steps made upon the marble floor echoed about him, matched in time to the sound of his heart beating loud and clear. His breath came in shallow gulps as he ran, his only objective to escape with his prize clutched tight to his chest. The sounds of his pursuer had died out long ago, but he did not trust it. He knew if he faltered for but one second, if he made but one mistake, it was all lost.
As he turned a corner his heart leapt: he could see the exit, slightly ajar with his ride waiting for him. He was in the homestretch. Delving deep within him, he gained strength from a pool of energy he didnt know he had and put on an extra burst of speed. He was so close…
Suddenly a red blur shot over him and landed directly in front of the door. He skidded to a halt and turned around to run smack into his pursuer. The man grabbed his arms, turned him around and crossed his arms behind his back, causing his prize to fall to the floor with a slight thud. His heart fell as well. He was caught.
The person in front of him moved forwards, flipping her long red hair out of her face to show her brilliant green eyes. She took out a pair of handcuffs and cuffed him, then reaching over and kissing the man who restrained him. Nice work, Ron. She said, stooping to pick up the package he had gone to so much work to get.
Thanks, Kim. The man replied, So, the same necklace again?
Yep The girl, Kim replied pulling out the glittering ornament from the small brown package. It was a small white gold triangle attached to a golden chain, with a diamond in the centre of the triangle with a circle of bright crimson rubies and a triangle of deep blue sapphires surrounding it. Apparently he was the eighth person to attempt to steal it, mostly counting on his lucky number eight to guide him through the heist. As well as seven other necklaces. And a crime pulled off at eight pm on the eighth of August, the eighth month. Im seeing a trend here.
Not to mention its the eighth attempt to make off with this priceless jewel. The couple laughed as they led him to the police cars arriving outside. So much for his lucky day.
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We extend our deepest gratitude to you, Mademoiselle Possible. The owner of the museum, Monsieur Pierpont was bouncing on his heels next to the police car, watching with a hawk-like eye to see that the jewels were handled carefully. I do not know vhat we would ave done if you had not stopped zat fiend from stealing ze Eye of ze Storm. It ezz by far our most preciouz artifact.
No big. Kim said, waving off the thanks. Its what I do. You know, the help thing.
Non, really Mademoiselle. We would like to give you a gift, in exzchange for ze help zat you ave given us. And with out further delay, he swept a box out of the hands of one of his nearby attendants and presented it to her. Inside as a small silver ring, with a single large topaz in the centre.
No, really sir. She said, embarrassed and slightly flustered. I couldnt… its just what I do-
Then maybe Ill buy it. Kim swung around to see Ron standing beside her. He reached into his pocket and took out a small bundle of bills. Monsieur, would this cover it?
The man took the bundle and pocketed it, not even bothering to count it. Of course, Monsieur. We tank you very much. And with that, he bounced away, his employees trailing behind him. There. Ron said triumphantly, turning towards her. Now you can wear it shamelessly.
Kim smiled. Ron certainly had changed a fair bit since the encounter with the Lawardions. He was still a bit of a goof, but he was now more sensitive, and really sweet. He was also taller. He had finally caught that long over-due growth spurt, and stood about a head taller then Kim. His shoulders also expanded a little, so that he looked less like a stick, and more like plank of wood. He was still scrawny appearing, but at least not as much.
Well, we better be getting home. Kim said, heading towards her car. We have to get everything in order if we want to have a hope of being ready to head off to university. You have to go in a week, dont you?
Yeah. Ron said, nodding his head. Ron had finally received his college admission forms a week ago. He was able to count them on one hand. He had been admitted into four different schools: A culinary school in Kentucky, a martial arts school in France, a football-centred school in Texas, and the Yamanouchi school of Japan. He had chosen Yamanouchi, so Kim had picked a nearby international diplomacy school in Tokyo. It was understood they could see each other at the end of every month, although Ron left to weeks before Kim did.
Kim looked up at Ron, and saw he was in one of his deep thinking phases he had been going through quite frequently. Kim could see he needed cheering up. Come on, Ron. We have a long night ahead of us. She grabbed hold of his hand and led him to the car.
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A nice quick opener to start off a new fic. Please R&R, tell me what you think, and please try and avoid using incredibly violent words. If this goes well, the next chapter should be up soon.