Kim Possible Porn Story: To Bebe or not to Bebe – Chapter 12

Chapter 12 : Snake’s
Majestic Presence

“Thanks for flying us
over the island on such very short notice Mister Matsu !” Kim
said to the elderly pilot of the cargo plane, “None of the
commercial flights come anywhere near it !”

“It is my honor to
repay you for your help, Miss Possible.” he replied.

“It was no big.”
she answered in her usual cheerful fashion, “I’ve never heard of
anyone stealing crates of video game consoles before ! Those thieves
were in way over their heads.”

“Too true,”
Mister Matsu replied, “but I thought it was only you and Mister
Stoppable. Who is your red-haired associate ? A trainee ?”

“It’s kind of a very
long, hard to explain story.” Kim sighed before heading back
into the cargo hold to prepare for the jump. Tina was laughing
heartily about something.

“Toxic zombie snowmen
?!” Tina managed to ask Ron between fits of laughter.

“Yes, toxic zombie
snowmen !” Ron replied snippily.

“SNOWMEN ? As in
three balls of compressed snow stacked on top of each other ? Did
they all have a corn cob pipe and a carrot nose ?”

“Yeah ! And two eyes
made of coal !” Ron replied quite seriously, “They were
rampaging all over Middleton ! They were after the news reporter. We never figured out precisely why though.”

“And you didn’t make
that story up ? That REALLY happened ?” Tina asked once she
stopped laughing long enough.

“It’s all true.”
Kim stated plainly, “Summer Gale – the weather reporter – wanted
more air time, so she bought a weather machine and buried Middleton
under a few feet of snow. But she used polluted water from Lake
Wannaweep to make the snow. And, for some strange reason, snowmen
made from that snow came to life.”

Tina looked intrigued. “Inanimate objects gained a semblance of life ? Does that sort
of thing happen often ?”

Kim mulled the question
over for a bit. “To us ? Yeah. Pretty much. It sorta comes
with the territory. One day, we’re saving the world from incompetent
mad scientists with dreams of glory, the next we’re dealing with
animated toxic zombie snowmen or a giant poodle.”

Tina chuckled mirthfully
for a few moments. “That’s one of the things I like about you
organics ! You keep getting in to the most gloriously absurd
situations !”

“Well, ‘glorious’
isn’t exactly a term I’d use to describe those sitches …” Ron
answered.

“One
of the things I like
about you organics ?” Kim noted to
herself, “Ten actually sort of likes
humans ? I wonder how
long she’s felt that way ?

Kim’s further musings were
interrupted when Mister Matsu announced that they would be flying
over the island within ten minutes.

“Okay Ten, we have
some rules to follow.” Kim stated to Tina, “We
lead, YOU follow. I
don’t know exactly what we’ll be facing when he get down there, but
the last thing I need to be worrying about is what you’re up to. So,
just try to stay out the way where we can see you.”

Tina merely smiled and
bowed slightly. “You have far more experience doing this sort
of thing than I ever will; it would be presumptuous of me to second
guess you about things I know nothing about. You know what you are
doing; I do not. I will gladly defer to your experience.”

“Er, okay …”
Kim replied, slightly confused. She was used to getting her own way,
but most people put up at least some token resistance before giving
in.

“You might need this
!” Kim stated as she tossed Tina a parachute.

Tina turned the pack over
a few times and tried to work the straps. “Miss Possible, I
have no idea how to use this thing !”

“It’s just a
parachute !” Kim replied, “It’s not all that hard to use !”

“My training was
focused entirely on the martial arts, not extreme sports !” Tina
answered tersely, “I have never even SEEN one of these things
before !”

“Oh, right ! Sorry
about that !” Kim replied sheepishly before helping Tina get her
chute on properly. “Now, do you see this large ring ? Do NOT
pull on that until one of us gives you this signal.” Kim
continued, making a pulling gesture with her right hand, “Or you
see one of our chutes open. Got that ?”

“Do not pull on ring
until given a signal. Got it.”

“Good. We should be
on the ground in a few minutes then.” Kim replied before looking
out the door to examine the terrain. “Try to land on the right
side of the island. Not as many trees there.”

“Sounds good to me KP
!” Ron replied before leaping out first, followed soon by Tina,
and then Kim.

A few minutes later, Kim
gracefully touched down on the beach before the others. Tina
splashed down into the sea, while Ron went off course into the trees.

“Ten ! Get rid of
your chute !” Kim yelled to her through cupped hands, “The
currents will drag it – AND YOU – out to sea !”

Although the water Tina
was standing in was only waist deep, she was having trouble fighting
the immense drag from the chute and the currents.

And after some frantic
searching and pulling straps at random, she wriggled free of the
cords and staggered onto the beach. “Was there really no other
way to do this ?” she asked between deep gasps.

“Not really.”
Kim replied, “This was the fastest and sneakiest way onto the
island that doesn’t endanger anyone else.”

“Good points all.”
Tina replied before looking around. “Where did Ronald end up ?”

“I saw him headed for
the trees on the way down.” Kim replied, “He’s fine. Probably hanging upside down by his pants, but otherwise fine.”

Tina followed a few steps
behind Kim as they headed towards the tallest grove of trees they
could see and, after a bit of threading through some dense foliage,
found Ron. Hanging upside down from the tallest palm tree by his
pants.

“You need some help
getting down Ron ?” Kim called out as loudly as she dared – she
didn’t know if the Bebes were still on the island, or if they’d
noticed their arrival.

“Hey ! I can see
someone’s house from up here !” he answered just before the
leaves holding him gave way, and he dropped twenty feet face first
into the sand below.

“I really should have
brought a first aid kit along for this trip !” Tina stated,
“THAT kind of landing is going to leave a mark !”

“I’m okay !” Ron
stated after spitting some sand out of his mouth and getting to his
feet, “Don’t worry about it T. Me and KP have walked away from
worse spills before !”

Tina merely quirked an
eyebrow up at him.

“You said you saw
someone’s house ?” Kim asked, “But this island is
uninhabited !”

“Well, not so much a
house as a satellite dish.” Ron replied, “It’s on the other
side of the island, near a spot where the jungle is just a little
thinner. And where there’s a satellite dish, there’s a TV and
someone to watch it !”

“Or a computer and
hacker to protect a TV signal from being jammed !” Kim stated as
she contacted Wade for some navigational info. He sent a rough map,
showing their location, the best guess as to where the jamming signal
came from, and a rather long route to it.

“That’s about the
least straight line
I’ve ever seen Wade !” Ron stated when he saw the route, “Are
we avoiding traps or security devices ?”

“No. With no one
living on the island, there are no large trails to follow.” Wade
replied, “That’s the path of least resistance, as far as I can
tell from satellite scans of foliage density and local geology.”

“So it’s a long trek
through trackless jungle. No big Ron !” Kim said dismissively
before signing off, “At least the Bebes will have trouble
getting around too. Dense jungles and superspeed just don’t mix ! But everyone keep an eye out, just in case.”

And soon they started off,
staying near the beach as long as they could before turning inland to
avoid a large outcropping of jagged rocks.

“Something wrong Ten
?” Kim asked when she noticed Tina looking off into the jungle.

“I thought I heard
something.”

“Have you ever been
in a jungle before ? Or even know just what to look out for ?”
Kim asked, “There’s a LOT of relatively harmless animals out
there. Paying too much attention to every rustle and moving shadow
can freak you out. The Bebebots don’t strike me as the subtle or
skilled jungle survivalist types, so we’ll know when they’re coming.”

Tina smiled. “You’re
right. What’s the point in looking for something when you don’t know
what you’re looking for to know if you’ve found it ?”

“Ahhm, yeah.”
Kim answered as soon as she figured out what Tina said, “Can I
ask you something ?”

“Of course, Miss
Possible.” Tina replied cheerily as they resumed their trek
through the jungle, “What about ?”

“That snakey kung fu
style you use.” Kim began, “How did you ever FIND it, or
someone that teaches it ? There can’t be that many practitioners
around ! Wouldn’t it have been far more efficient to learn a more
common style ?”

“Yeah ! Of the
hundreds of martial arts styles in the world, why pick one that is so
rare and unusual ?” Ron piped in.

“There are many
factors used for determining efficiency.” Tina began, “Common
styles are easy to learn because teachers are easy to find, but
because they are common, everyone knows how to defend themselves
against them. When everyone uses the same style and the same
strategy, how can there ever be a winner ? In this case, learning a
rare style efficiently breaks the stalemate to my advantage.

You organics have been
beating on each other for thousands of years, and writing down which
techniques and strategies worked best.

But without a proper
background understanding, there is no way to make sense of such a
vast body of data. No way to use any of it.”

“That explains why
you’d want to learn the arts from an actual person.” Kim noted,
“But not why you’d select such an odd style.”

“What I learned were
the underlying concepts of the martial arts, which aided me in
choosing my style.” Tina replied sagely, “The fighting arts
are divided into external forms, and internal forms. External forms
focus on defeating others, while internal forms focus on
self-improvement. ‘Knowing others is intelligence; knowing yourself
is true wisdom. Mastering others is strength; mastering yourself is
true power.’

Nearly all focus for the
last few decades has been on improving the external forms. Finding
better ways to hit harder, faster, and more often to more efficiently
beat your opponents into submission.

From Taoism, I learned
that like should not be countered with like. The hard movements of
the external forms are best countered with soft movements of the
internal forms. Since most fighters use ‘hard hitting’ external
forms, that suggested I should study an internal form.

I also learned that ‘your
greatest strength is your greatest weakness’. Most fighting styles –
yours included – rely on acrobatics and mobility; I can put a stop to
all that jumping about with just a single hit ! How maneuverable
could you be if you couldn’t bend your legs ? How hard could you hit
if you couldn’t even lift your arms ? So I do understand why you
feel the Snake arts are ‘creepy’.

But fear not !” Tina
continued as they clambered over a fallen log, “Snake is a
pacifistic style that only fights when threatened.”

“So, you’re a martial
artist that doesn’t like to fight ?” Ron asked.

“There’s more to the
martial arts than beating people up Ron !” Tina replied tensely,
with her less hostile version of the Rockwaller eyeroll-to-glare
response, “Someone who LIKES to fight is a brute or a thug, NOT
a martial artist. I thought you and Kim – of all people – would know
that !”

“Whoa ! Chill there
T !” Ron replied apologetically, “I didn’t know you felt
that strongly about it.”

“Well, it’s just
that, with all the attention on showing off, flashy moves and winning
fights, everyone keeps denigrating the less aggressive styles.”
Tina sighed, “But just because I don’t like to fight does not
mean that I don’t know how. Or that I am not very good at it.”

“Never said you
weren’t !”

“Well, that seems to
be the general assumption.” Tina replied a bit huffily, ”
‘If you’re not beating people up, you’re not doing martial arts’. A
sad and limited view of such intricate arts.”

“Ohkay, so, Tina, you
explained WHY you picked that style,” Kim interrupted, “But
how on earth did you find someone to teach it ?”

“I searched the web
and paged through the phone book, and narrowed the list down to sixty
four choices.” Tina replied with a slight smirk, “I flipped
a coin six times to select a school.”

“What ? You flipped
a coin ?!” Ron stammered.

“Yes. Since I had
absolutely no basis for making a decision, a series of coin flips was
the most useful way to reach a decision quickly.”

Ron stopped dead in his
tracks as his brain tried to make sense of such an absurd statement.

“Wasn’t that kind of,
I don’t know, RISKY ?!” he finally asked, “You could have
ended up with the worst teacher possible !”

“How would I have
known that until after
I’d taken a few lessons ?” Tina replied with a broad grin.

“Ah, yeah.” Ron
replied, still boggled. “How could flipping a coin six times
narrow sixty four choices down to just one ?”

“Binary search. Heads, keep choices in the top half of the list; tails, keep those in
the bottom half. Discard half not chosen. Repeat until only one
choice remains.

I was with Sifu Chou for
only a week, but he knew that Crane style was not for me. Kung fu is
a way of life, and your style is a reflection of your personality. A
mirror of who you truly are. His Crane style wasn’t me, but he knew
a style that was, and so he sent me over to Sifu Xu. Who was not on
my original list.”

“So, in other words –
YOU GOT LUCKY ?!” Ron squeaked.

“Yeah, pretty much !”
Tina replied with an easy laugh, “It has worked out great so far
!”

-X-

After nearly half an hour
of wending their way through the jungle, Kim noted an area ahead of
them where the trees weren’t quite as dense. “Might
have been an actual clearing twenty or thirty or more years ago !”
she groused to herself before signalling Tina and Ron to hold up.

“This is the place KP
!” Ron stated quietly, “I thought I saw a satellite dish
when I was up in that tree ! There should be a house or something
around here somewhere.”

“How about a
camoflagued and rotting warehouse abandoned since the Second World
War ?” Tina stated as she pointed the structure out.

“Yeah, that’ll do !”
Kim replied as the moved in a bit closer, keeping under the cover of
the local foliage.

“Well,
she was right about the rotting part.”
Kim mused to herself as she looked through a pair of binoculars. The
rusted building (at least what was left of it) was two stories high,
partially embedded in a hill, with what must have been a dirt-covered
roof to hide it from the air – sixty years ago.

And there, sitting under a
small bush on the roof, was a modern satellite dish !

Peering through the
slightly ajar door, all Kim could see inside the building was a
laptop computer sitting atop a old crate, beside a dull metal box.

“They didn’t put much
effort into hiding, did they KP ?” Ron asked.

“It’s not like
there’s anyone here to hide from Ron.” Kim answered as she
activated the binocular’s infra red abilities.

“Hmm – that box is
giving off a strong signal.” Kim stated to Ron and Tina, “I
think it’s a generator or something. And, oh joy ! There’s a dozen
person-shaped heat sources in the rafters !”

“The standard ambush
scenario AGAIN, KP ?” Ron replied in a bored monotone.

“Of course it is !”
Kim replied with a sigh, “If they’re waiting to ambush us, let’s
ambush THEM instead !”

“How are you going to
do that ?” Tina asked as Kim got up and strolled straight for
the door.

“Okay ! Listen up
thugs ! Can we PLEASE get this ‘ambush’ over with ?” she yelled
to the shapes in the rafters once she stormed into the middle of the
room, “I have more important things to do !”

Ron leapt into the room,
then leapt right back out to avoid the flurry of shuriken, kunai
knives and blowgun darts from the dozen ninjas perched in the
rafters.

He peeked around the door
and looked around. “Okay, now just WHAT is going on here ? NORMAL ninjas ? Not Bebebots ? Or even monkey ninjas ?”

“Bebebots are few,
but greedy humans are many.” Tina stated as she made a quick
head count as the dark-clad warriors jumped down for combat, “It
is safer and more efficient for them to hire an army to fight FOR
them, than risk losing any more of their low numbers.”

“Hire an army ? Where would Bebebots get that kind of money ?” Ron asked as he
took out two ninja in quick succession with a spin kick.

“From Shego of course
!” Kim replied as she performed a double flip kick, knocking out
two more ninjas, “When they copied everything in her head, they
got her bank account numbers and underworld contacts as well !”

“Oooooh, identity
theft ! Shego is NOT going to like that !” Ron stated as he
dropped an opponent with a trip attack.

Kim backfists one ninja
before answering “Uh, Ron ? They slapped a big, ugly helmet on
her head and used her like a puppet for days, nearly killing her in
the process ! I think that was a LOT more insulting to her than
using her credit rating !”

“Shego’s not the sort
to let anything slide KP !” Ron answered as he backrolled away
from a pair of ninjas and ‘collided’ with another one, knocking him
out, “She’ll kill them once for mind controlling her, have
Drakken rebuild them, then kill them again for spending her money !”

“Yeah, that sounds
about right …” Kim replied as she delivered a nasty spin kick
to one of the few ninja still standing. It was then that she noticed
that Tina was STILL fighting the four ninja that had jumped her
earlier !

Tina was using a style Kim
had never seen before – she was constantly moving in graceful circles
and spins, flexing away just enough to avoid the attacks, but NOT
using acrobatics to get away. Or block, parry and deflect like she
would. Although Tina was surrounded by ninjas throwing punches and
kicks, not one had managed to connect with a hit. Nor had she yet
thrown a punch or kick at any of them.

“Style
# 1105 : Ninjitsu, economy variant”
Tina’s processors stated, “External
97/Internal 3. Uses stealth to hit opponents from surprise. High
speed, skill, stealth. Low power, duration and resistance.

Effectiveness :
Moderate. Effectiveness vs Snake : not. Optimum countermeasures vs
multiple opponents : Bi Qi, Fen Jin“

With that, she feinted to
the right before launching four quick whipping strikes, hitting each
of her opponents once before bending back into a single-handed
cartwheel to roll into a ready stance.

A heartbeat later, one
ninja to her left clutched his chest and dropped to his knees,
gasping for breath as every muscle in his chest constricted, a victim
of Bi Qi, ‘sealing the breath’.

Another to her right
dropped to the ground as every muscle in his left leg went slack and
useless, a victim of Fen Jin, ‘divide the muscle’.

She had failed to strike
the other two properly to affect them, but seeing their two teammates
dropped so easily distracted them for just a moment.

Pressing the advantage of
surprise, Tina shifted all her weight back and then forward into a
one-handed push to one ninja’s chest – that compressed his ribcage
nearly a full inch before slamming him back into a wall three feet
behind him. The last target received the full impact of her weight,
strength and momentum behind an elbow strike to the solar plexus as
she shifted her weight back. He was unconscious before he even hit
the floor.

“As you can see, I
must work on those techniques a bit more.” Tina stated as she
pried an unconscious ninja out of a dent in the wall, “I needed
six attacks to deal with four opponents, while you two were taking
out two at a time !”

“Ahm, eh heh, what’s
a few extra moves between friends ?” Ron replied nervously.

Kim merely gaped. “Six
attacks ? I only saw two ! All those sweeping gestures were attacks
?“

“So, what do you
normally do now ?” Tina asked, “There’s a pile of
unconscious ninja to deal with !”

“Hmmm. Well, usually
when were attacked by thugs or ninjas, the local authorities are
around to take them into custody afterwards. So we don’t have to do
anything with them.” Kim replied once she recovered her wits,
“But we should be gone long before they wake up.”

“And we’d need a lot
of rope to tie up eight … nine… ten ninjas !” Ron said as he
did a quick head count.

“Ten ? But there
were TWELVE ninjas.” Tina noted, “Four each.”

Kim did a quick tally of
hits she, Ron, and Tina had delivered. “Where are the two your
strikes worked on Ten ? They were the only two still conscious !”

Tina sighed. “They
must have hobbled away when we weren’t looking. Ninja are funny that
way.”

Kim rubbed the bridge of
her nose. “Well, I guess we can deal with them if they come
back. Now let’s see if the Bebes left any clues behind, or if this
whole trip was a waste of time !”

A thorough search of the
building yielded very little – the only things present inside were
the crate, that grey box, a laptop computer and all needed cables.

Kim examined the laptop
computer closely – it had a sticker on the side that she guessed was
a pricetag, but she couldn’t make out what language it was in.

“It’s Chinese.”
Tina noted, “The Others probably stole it from a store on the
mainland on the way here.”

“Which means they
must have a hive somewhere near the store this was stolen from !”
Kim reasoned as she activated her wrist Kimmunicator, “They
wouldn’t run all the way from Kansas, to China, then here just to jam
a signal, would they ?”

“No. That would be
most inefficient.” Tina replied after a bit of thought, “But
there is no guarantee that particular hive would still be occupied.”

“A clue is a clue !”
Kim replied as she scanned the pricetag for Wade to analyze, “Ron
! See if you can get that satellite dish off the roof. It may give
us some more clues as to where a Bebebot hive is.”

“On it KP !” he
replied as he ran outside, only to fall through the roof a few
moments later.

“The roof’s in pretty
bad shape KP.” he stated as he got to his feet, “I don’t
see how anyone could’ve put that dish up there !”

Tina retracted the
synthoskin on her right arm, then extended her hand up through the
hole Ron left behind in the roof and retrieved the dish.

“Oh, right !”
Ron stated, “I forgot you Bebebots can do that ! Ahm, no
offense there T !”

“None taken.”

“Are those screws and
bits of aluminum siding hanging off that ?” Kim asked.

“Looks like it.”
Tina replied, “I’d surmise the Others ripped it off of someone’s
house. It’s not like they would risk a subscription to a TV
service.”

“Great !” Ron
stated, “Now all we have to do is track down who’s roof it was
swiped from to figure out where the Bebebot hive could be. There
can’t be more than what ? A few hundred million people in China it
could belong to ?”

“Well, the
subscription data is printed on that sticker on the support post
Ron.” Wade’s image stated, “Once I get that traced, I can
tell you the exact address it was stolen from.”

“Well, at least one
family will be happy to get their dish back !” Ron replied, “I’d
hate to think what shows they’re missing right now ! Satellite’s
fairly expensive.”

“Ah, right.”
Wade deadpanned as he started rummaging through the various
databases. “Odd – there’s almost a straight line between your
location, where the dish was stolen from, and the store the laptop
was stolen from.”

“Which means the
Bebebots’ hive would be near the end of that line !” Kim
reasoned, “And just where could that be ?”

Wade projected a map of
the world, which zoomed in on eastern China and Japan. A line
between three points glimmered into view, then a large red
half-circle centered on the northernmost point of the line appeared. “Given the Bebes’ dedication to efficiency, the most likely
location for a hive in that part of the world would be somewhere
within that half-circle.”

“Uhm, Wade ? That’s
an area of a few thousand square miles !” Kim stated once she
got a feel for the scale of the displayed map, “Is there any way
to narrow the search radius down a bit ?”

“Maybe.” Wade
answered, “Ten, do the Bebebots have any preferred places to
hide ?”

“For maximum
efficiency and stealth, they prefer to move into abandoned facilities
than build their own.” Tina replied, “And someplace that
humans are scarce, or will not go – like old mines, missile silos,
toxic waste facilities – would be preferred, since you organics need
to eat and breathe, and they don’t.”

Wade entered the new
search parameters. “That narrowed the search down to five sites
! Most are in Siberia.”

“Great work Wade !”
Kim replied, “Send that info to Global Justice, since they have
the firepower and resources to deal with them properly.

And start a net search. The Bebes hired a truckload of ninja to meet us here, probably using
Shego’s accounts. So they might be traceable.”

“On it !” Wade
replied, “I’ll tell GJ to pick you up there. You should be back
home in a few hours.”

“Spankin’ ! Thanks
Wade !” Kim replied. “Things are
going great so far !” she thought to
herself, “We found a few leads to a
Bebebot hive. There may be clues to where they’re working on their
Omega virus there. And there can’t be that many Bebebots left
anymore – a few more battles may wipe them all out, once and for all
!“

Then she recalled
something Tina said : “They will work
around
you. Be where you are not.”

“And
if I’m in Japan,” Kim deduced, “they
can strike anywhere else safely
!”

“Wade – this was just
another diversion to keep me busy elsewhere !” Kim stated
tensely, “It’s the only reason they’d put an easily detected
base in Japan to protect a TV signal in the US ! They knew
I’d come to investigate !”

“And it would explain
why there were a dozen ninja already in here, waiting for us !”
Ron offered.

“So they must be up
to something somewhere else !” Kim continued, “Have there
been any unusual sitches within the last hour or so ?”

“Well, nothing on
your website is serious, or looks like a bunch of robots is behind
it.” Wade answered as he checked his displays, “Let me
check the news servers … Ah, here’s something ! A factory in
Riverside was robbed, their warehouse emptied and demolished. Investigations still underway.”

“What did the Bebes
steal this time ?” Kim asked, “Electronic components ? Plastics ? Biotech ? Computer tech ?”

“Animatronics.”
Wade answered as he rummaged through the various databases, “The
company supplies and make parts for the bigger companies.”

“Well, animatronics
are sort of robots. Kind of.” Ron noted, not sure of what foul
use the Bebes would put such technology to. “Pizza Potamus was
pretty dangerous with the superstrength and laser beam eyes, and the
Seniors only upgraded him a little bit !”

“True. But it all
sounds a bit low tech for the Bebes.” Kim replied deep in
thought.

“Mister Load, do the
relevant authorities know what time the factory was robbed ?”
Tina asked, eyes closed in thought.

“About seven thirty,
give or take a few minutes. Why ?”

“That’s about the
same time you stepped through that door, Miss Possible.” Tina
despondently stated to Kim, “That was their signal to attack
elsewhere. The Others are using their numbers and coordination to
maximum effect. An effective upgrade in tactics – you and Ron are a
remarkably effective team, but you are only ONE team. All the Others
have to do is strike at two or more locations at the same time; even
you cannot be everywhere at once.”

“And just HOW would
they have known exactly when I entered this room ?” Kim inquired
suspiciously, “Perhaps a ninja or two called them ?”

“Are you implying I
LET those two escape, Miss Possible ?” Tina asked flatly, with
no hint of emotion.

“Can you prove you
DIDN’T have something to do with it then ?”

Tina sighed. “Prove
a negative ? And just HOW could I do that to YOUR satisfaction, Miss
Possible ?”

While Kim was struggling
with a way to respond to that reasonable question WITHOUT looking
paranoid, unreasonable or bossy, Ron was searching the fallen ninja.

“Uh, KP ? Any of
these guys could have placed the call !” Ron cautiously
interrupted, waving a confiscated cell phone at her, “They all
have one.”

Kim groused for a moment. “I’m REALLY starting to miss those old
series Bebebots ! They were easy to figure out, and nowhere near
this sneaky !“

“Okay, fine ! I’m
sorry I accused you of aiding the other Bebebots, Ten.” she
managed to state after choking down a massive lump of pride, “I’m
used to dealing with villains that aren’t this good at being so
underhanded and sneaky !”

“Apology accepted.”
Tina replied, “But if it is not too much to ask Miss Possible,
can you PLEASE stop referring to me and my sisters by our old numbers
? I have been ‘Tina’ longer than I have been ‘Bebebot Number Ten-A’,
and I much prefer my newer name.”

Kim thought for a bit. “After everything the other Bebebots have
done and are doing, I can’t blame her for that !” “Fair enough. And you don’t have to be so formal – ‘Kim’ and
‘Ron’ is fine with us.”

“So, Wade, any point
in trying to trace this phone number ?” Kim inquired, back on
track.

“Not really.” he
replied as he did the trace anyway, “It looks like the billing
address is an empty lot in San Bernadino. The Bebes only needed it
for that one call. And those ninja wouldn’t even need to say
anything – the call itself was the signal.

I put some calls in to the
Riverside police department. They’ll give you whatever help and
information you need when you get there.”

“Thanks Wade.”
Kim replied before turning her Kimmunicator off. “Might as well
head to the beach and wait for the GJ transport.”

But the moment they
stepped outside, they realized they had a problem – they were in the
center of a ring of nearly fifty ninja !

“Did the Bebes get a
bulk discount for hiring so many at once or something ?” Ron
asked as he looked for a break in the ring as the dark clad warriors
starting pulling out katanas, sickles, staves, and all sorts of
sharp, dangerous things he didn’t know the names of.

“Any ideas, Kim ?”
Tina asked as she did a head count.

“I was expecting
a few Bebebots, not a horde of human ninjas !” Kim answered
through gritted teeth as she sized up the various opponents, “I
didn’t bring any knockout formula lipgloss since Bebes are immune to
it ! I got my supersuit powered up, but it can’t stay that way
forever. I can’t punch or kick through my force shield, nor protect
anyone else with it ! And if I use stealth mode, they’ll just
concentrate on beating you and Ron up !”

“It would appear the
Others have found a counter strategy for your supersuit then.”
Tina observed, “You’re the leader, Kim. Any ideas ?”

“Just keep fighting,
I guess !” Kim replied as she dropped into her ready stance,
“There’s a lot of them, but they can’t all be good ! I think
they scraped the bottom of the barrel to fill the order – how many
times have you seen flabby ninjas before ?”

“Good point.”
Tina replied when she noted the ninjas Kim was referring to, “But
in a battle of attrition, the longer the fight goes on, the more
likely the side with the greatest numbers will win. So we must win
quickly.”

“Well, if either of
you have any ideas about HOW to do that, I’d like to hear them !”
Ron interrupted as he backed up to be shoulder to shoulder with Kim.

“I, may have a way.”
Tina stated as the ninjas started moving in, “But you’re not
going to like it.”

“I don’t think our
feelings matter much right now Tina !” Kim answered as she
started punching and kicking anyone that got too close to her, “If
you can do something about all these guys, DO IT !”

“You’re REALLY not
going to like it …”

“DO IT ALREADY !”
Ron yelled, struggling to escape from the four ninjas grappling his
arms and legs.

Tina merely shrugged as
she began to concentrate. The technique she planned to use required
doing something unnerving to start it off, but given the ninjas’
massive advantage in numbers, she’d have to do something really
scary just to break even.

So she swaggered forward
and grabbed the closest ninja by the windpipe with just one hand,
then flexing like a snake from the ankles upward, delivered a
whipping headbutt, practically hammering him to the ground with an
echoing crack. It was suddenly very quiet.

She began giggling
maniacally as she performed an exaggerated martial arts move to
display her superhuman flexibility.

Tina’s face twisted into a
homicidal grin, and her breathing sounded like the hissing of a
gigantic snake that seemed to come from everywhere but nowhere. “Sssssso, little ninjasssss, who wantssss to die firssst ?”
she proclaimed in the creepiest, most malevolent tone she could
muster.

The only response was
eerie silence. Which was soon interrupted by the sound of dozens of
people slowly backing away, before breaking into a full bore panicked
run.

Only a dozen unnerved
ninjas remained, which Kim and Ron easily defeated once even they
recovered from the effects of Tina’s maneuver.

“Okay, just WHAT THE
HECK WAS THAT ?!” Kim asked as Tina took a few deep breaths
to re-center.

“That maneuver is
called ‘The Cobra Flares Its Hood’, from Viper style kung fu.”
Tina replied, still sounding a bit hoarse, “One of the forms of
Snake’s Majestic Presence. By scaring my enemies away, I don’t have
to fight them. Then everyone can go home safe and unharmed. After
all, a battle avoided is a battle won.”

“That – has got to be
the creepiest, most wrongsick thing I’ve ever seen !” Ron
stammered as he tried to get his nerves back under control, “It’s
like the anti Puppy Dog Pout or something ! PLEASE don’t ever do
that again !”

“I am sorry, but I
did warn you that you would not like it.” Tina replied in a
conciliatory tone, “I thought it was the best chance we had.”

“Good call Ten, er
Tina !” Kim replied, still a bit rattled from that demonstration
of the SMP,”But I’m with Ron on this one – do NOT do that again
unless absolutely, positively necessary !”

“Very well.”
Tina replied, “I shall only use that technique when I am
surrounded by fifty or more opponents. Which I hope should be almost
never.”

“You
and me both !” Kim thought to herself as
they started their trek towards the closest beach for GJ pickup.