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The World Must Never Know	By : fulwiz123 Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 53068 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. Real people, places, and events are used in a fictitious manner. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.

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The World Must Never Know
Part Two - Tangled Legacy.

Written by fulwiz
Beta by Wirenfeldt Jr

Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. Real people, places, and events are used in a fictitious manner. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.
Warning: This story contains explicit sexual situations, intense violence, torture, rape, death, incest, and many other mature themes.

Chapter 14: Ninja Espionage.

(Headquarters of the Global Justice Network - July 26th, 2008)
Professor Assay peered through his thick glasses at the polychromatic crystalline shards on his workbench. He threw his hands up in frustration. “Nothing! No matter what I try, no results whatsoever!”
Will Du crossed the laboratory and placed a hand on the elderly scientist's shoulder. “What is the problem Professor?”
Assay reached up and patted Will's hand. “Just a bit of stalled research my boy.” He gestured at the shards. “These are fragments of the crystal used by Aviarius in his attempt to steal Team Go's super powers. They were collected by our agents during the investigation afterward.” He released Will's hand and gestured to the large warehouse area attached to the lab. “Like all the things we confiscate from villains and store here, I'm trying to find a way to use them for the benefit of mankind.” He looked back down at the bench. “I've been working on these on and off ever since they arrived. You see, it is my belief the crystal was a part of the actual Go impact object that gave Team Go their powers in the first place. Our hope is to use them to bestow the same powers on our agents. Ah, but alas. All they seem to be able to do is suck in energy.” He sighed heavily. “I'm just going to have to put them away for now, at least until I can think of other tests to try.” He gave Will a smile. “Besides, it's time to do the yearly inventory again.”
While Assay put the shards in a thick metal container, Will looked around the Research and Reclamation facility. An idea had been forming in his mind since his first day here. Little did Dr. Director know assigning him to this task might turn out to be the answer to all his problems. He picked up the electronic notepad from the bench and smiled at the old man. “Tell you what Professor, let me handle the inventory. You can take a break in the cafeteria, then go back to work on those if you want.”
Assay looked over at what the younger man was referring to. Another of his special projects. Two and a half robotic figures in an alcove. Distinctly feminine ones. He'd been rebuilding the Bebe robots, designed by Dr. Drakken, since the day they arrived. Since they arrived in multiple damaged pieces, it was a long process.
“Are you sure Will? Inventory is a thankless task.”
Will nodded. “It won't be a problem Professor. Compared to assaulting a villain's lair it will be a breeze.”
The Professor looked over at the Bebes again. “Well I would like to work on them some more. I just wish I had enough undamaged parts to complete the set. As it stands, I'll only be able to get two of them functioning.”
Will gave him as sincere a smile as he could manage. “Two out of three isn't bad Professor.”
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(Tokyo, Japan - August 25th, 1987)
Nakasumi Takumi sat in his dark office. The only light was from a small lamp attached to the drawing table in front of him. He brushed a strand of his thick black hair out of his eyes as he examined his work. Most people would have considered the pencil sketch to be nothing more than a doodle. To Nakasumi it was the seed of a business empire.
The thirty year old president of the newly formed Nakasumi Toy Company stood and stretched the kinks out of his squat frame. Like his father before him, he wasn't a tall man by any standard. In the world of toys and games he was already well on his way to becoming a giant. His eyes went to the portrait of his father, which hung over the desk he was forced to sit behind during business hours.
The man in the picture resembled his son in the face, but only had a fringe of short gray hair on his mostly bald head. His father's business advice ran through his head. Always be wary of the competition. That axiom made his father a rich and powerful businessman. Nakasumi fully intended to emulate him in all things. Except one that is. He wished to never loose his hair as his father had.
A distinctly feminine voice from behind his back startled him.
“I have arrived.”
He quickly regained his composure and looked at his digital wristwatch. A smile formed on his lips. Right on time.
The man turned and looked around the office. A shadow moved. A slender wraith, dressed all in black, came toward him. She removed the hood covering her delicate, pretty, face and bowed respectfully. “Greetings from the Yamanuchi, Nakasumi-San. It is understood you wish to employ our services?”
His eyes went from her face and traveled down her body. Even in her ninja garb, he could tell she was slender and petite of form. Exactly the type he requested.
Finishing his quick appraisal, he nodded. “I do. Next week my company will be hosting a symposium. There will be many of my competitors and inventors from around the world in attendance. There is one young man coming from America whose work intrigues me.” He reached into the breast pocket of his suit and produced a photograph, which he handed to her. “You are to find out what secrets you can from him.”
The ninja girl examined the picture intently. “It shall be done Nakasumi-San.”
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(Tokyo Airport - September 2nd, 1987)
Simon Possible maneuvered his tall, lanky, frame through the mass of people rushing through the concourse. He could hardly believe he was here. Only recently graduated from the Robotics Institute of Montana, and here he was, invited to attend a symposium on new technological advancements.
Over the heads of the crowd, he spotted the baggage carousel. He grinned as he went to retrieve his luggage. His fraternal twin brother, James, had sounded jealous on the phone when he called and told him. He couldn't blame the little squirt for that though. If things were reversed, he would have been too.
Squeezing between a couple of tourists, who were arguing over a bag in Spanish, he reached out and grabbed his own. With it firmly in hand, he headed for the exit doors. He was almost there when a sign, bearing his name, caught his eye.
He practically skidded to a stop as the girl holding the sign approached him. She was wearing a red silk dress, embroidered with figures of monkeys leaping amongst tree branches. It was slit high on one side, revealing a long stretch of her slender thigh. Her shoulder length hair bobbed as she bowed to him.
“I greet you Possible-San. My name is Kiko. I am to be your guide and translator during the symposium.”
Simon gulped loudly as he stared at the, to him, exotic looking woman. He pushed his cowboy hat back on his head and tried to figure out what to say to her. “Well don't that beat all? Y’all can call me Slim. It sure is a real pleasure to meet ya.”
She gave him a smile he was almost sure contained more than just a hint of sultriness. “As you wish, Slim-San. It will be my honor to be of service to you, in any way you desire...”
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(Tokyo Hilton Hotel - September 4th, 1987)
Kiko screamed with pleasure as she felt him expel his seed deep inside the tight confines of her body. He was panting heavily as she lifted herself from his shaft. His eyes widened as she settled her naked body beside him and began licking his cock clean. Her tongue moved with little flutters along the length of him. Her lips closed over the tip for a second, then she withdrew, to smile up at him.
“Tell me more of this cybernetic equine you spoke of during the conference today, Slim-San. I find such things very fascinating.”
Slim felt her lips once again enclose his member. As she began to suck him, his eyes rolled back in his head and he spoke of his still distant dream of creating a robotic horse.
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