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Wrath of the Monkey	By : Jayrich Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 19137 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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he Monkey’s Wrath Part 2

“Geez, where is he?”
It was 11:51pm, and Felix had yet to hear any word from Ron on why he apparently blew him off. His first thought was that he was called away on saving the world business, which he & Kim are notorious for, but 20 minutes ago he tried to contact Wade with no luck at all. It was strange, but not enough to warrant an investigation, as he continued to watch the late-night horror movie being shown; at least until he heard rapid banging.
“What the…” He turned toward his front door, as the banging continued. “OK, OK!” He said, wheeling himself over. “Way to show up fashionably late, Ron. And I didn’t bother saving…any…munchies?”
On the contrary, as Felix opened the door, he found Ron is anything but fashionable. He was barely conscious, and being held up by a young Asian woman who Felix doesn’t recognize, Yori.
“Please, we are in dire need of your assistance.” She told him, a hint of franticness in her voice. “Stoppable-san said it would be safe here…”
Shocked beyond belief over Ron’s present state, Felix could only nod his head and move aside as the young woman helped Ron inside.

“Again, I thank you for your generosity and hospitality.”
Yori kneeled over Ron’s body as it lied on the kitchen floor, with dozens of newspapers under him. Felix sat across from Yori, a puzzled look adorned on his face face. “Hey, how can I turn away a strange Asian woman and my dear friend who’s near death?” He replied sarcastically, trying to hide his shock.
His attention remained fully on Yori though, as she used her palms to grind several flower petals into fine powder. She then slowly began to sprinkle them over Ron’s wounds, carefully adding the amount needed for the severity of them.
The procedure confounded Felix. “What are you doing?”
“This is a special rapid treatment, used by Yamanouchi graduates.” She explained. “Within moments, Stoppable-san will be completely healed.”
Naturally, Felix scoffed at the idea, being the son of a renowned scientist. But as she continued to apply the powder, the scientist’s son saw them twinkling, as if filled with mystical power. And in a matter of seconds, Ron went from the brink of death to newfound life; with all of his physical wounds healed.
“W…Wha? Yori?” He muttered, in a disillusioned state.
He tried to sit up, but found his body still sore from the attack suffered earlier. “You must not move hastily, Stoppable-san.” She warned. “Though your wounds have healed, your body needs to adjust.”
Ron took in those words as the events from earlier flood back into his mind; the attack at Smarty-Mart, his failed defense, the bitter reunion with Monkey Fist…and his plans for Hana.
“I’m adjusted enough.” Ron uttered coldly, fighting through the pain as he rose to his feet.
Before he can take a step though, Yori placed her hand on his chest. “I cannot let you go now, Stoppable-san.”
“You’re not stopping me, Yori.” He told her. “I’m not letting him win.”
“He will not.” Yori assured him. “But you cannot face him in your current state.”
“I don’t CARE!” Ron pushed her arm off of his chest and began to walk out, but Yori blocked his exit, flipping in front of the kitchen doorway. Her look denoted of seriousness, as she has no plans of moving aside.
Ron shook his head and raised his clenched fists, ready to fight his way out. “You don’t want to do this, Yori…”
“You are right, I do not…” Yori agreed. “…But for the sake of victory, I will do what I must.”
Felix wheeled himself out of range of their apparent conflict and looked on in shock. 5 minutes ago Yori brought Ron to his doorstep near death, now Ron was ready to duke it out with her.
With a shift and a shuffle step, Ron made the first move, going on the offensive. Yori expertly dodged and deflected every blow intended for her, but even with her seemingly effortless defense, she sensed Ron has gotten so much stronger. The spirit of Tai Shing Pek Kwar was raging inside of him, and her only saving grace was that Ron was using moves to disable her, not hurt her. And she used that to her advantage.
After ducking a right hand chop, she performed a two-finger strike beneath his armpit, and followed up with another one on his side. The two then sprung back away from each other, the battle over just as quick as it began. By appearance there seemed to be no clear winner. But signs began to point toward Yori, as Ron didn’t make another move toward her. He then fell over to the floor which gave the reason…Yori’s strikes have rendered him unable to move.
“That’s not fair, Yori!” He yelled. “You know Sensei never taught me the paralyzer!”
Though the quick battle has been won, Yori feels no reason to celebrate. A tear rolled down her cheek as she kneeled down beside Ron, pulling his head into her lap. “I…am sorry to have to do that.”
“I have to stop him, Yori!” Ron exclaimed, close to breaking down. “I can’t let him get to Hana!”
“Wait, Hana? Your little sister?” Both eyes turned to Felix as he wheeled himself over. “Who would want her? Dude, what’s going on?”
Ron glanced up into Yori’s eyes, and she nodded in approval. The situation was the same as it was when Kim discovered their connection. Yori then turned to Felix. “I will explain. The reason Stoppable-san was in such an injured state earlier, was because of his encounter with a great evil.”
“Great evil?” Felix repeated.
“Monkey Fist.” Ron elaborated. “He use to be some British nobleman, until he had surgery to make himself more like a monkey.”
“You mean Monty Fiske?” Felix asked, recognizing the name. “The guy that turned Kim into a monkey?”
Ron nodded. “Yeah, but he’s more my arch-bad guy.”
“And we believed he has returned for the ultimate weapon.” Yori added.
The explanation only served to confuse Felix even more. “Ultimate weapon?”
“My little sister.” Ron revealed.
Right then, Felix’s jaw dropped to the floor. “OK…I think I was better off not knowing about all your enemies.”
“I apologize for using the paralyzer, Stoppable-san.” Yori told him. “But during my journey here, Sensei informed me that you cannot face Monkey Fist in your current state, even with your increased powers. He has been cursed, endowed with the evil of the Yono for his agreement to follow his path. He has cheated his way to his immense power.”
“Cheated, huh?” It was at this moment that Felix and Ron understood why they’d been good friends, as the same idea popped into their heads. “You thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Oh yeah…” Ron replied, nodding his head. “…Cheat code. Yori, I need you to un...paralyze me.” Hesitation filled the young ninja woman’s face. “I’m not gonna run off after Monkey Fist…I promise.”
Her belief was strong, and she performed two gentle strikes on his neck to undo her work. His body below his neck began to tingle as he reached into his pocket, pulling out his Kimmunicator. A moment later, Wade appeared on the screen.
“Ron! Thank god! What happened, I…”
“It’s cool Wade, I’m OK now.” Ron said. “But Monkey Fist is back.”
“I got Global Justice on the line now.” Wade responded. “Let me contact Kim and…”
“NO! No Kim!” Ron interrupted. “I…don’t know how my battle’s gonna go with him, and I’m not risking Kim getting hurt again.”
“But Ron…”
“She was turned into a statue last time, it’s not happening again.” Ron stood firm in his demand, as he sits up and turns to Yori. “As a matter of fact Yori, you should…”
“You will not keep me out of this battle, Stoppable-san.” Yori stated, unwavering.
Hearing those words, Ron only smiled in response. Yori had never backed down from battle, nor had she ever abandoned a friend in need. He should’ve known there would be no way of talking her out of this. “Alright…”
“OK Ron…I don’t agree with this, but Kim won’t hear about this.” Wade said. “What else do you need?”
Hearing that question, Ron took a deep breath, breathed out and replied. “We need to start plan X…”
Puzzled looks adorned Yori & Felix’s face, as Wade’s eyes widened. “Whoa…you must be serious about Kim not being involved…”
“Wait a minute, what’s plan X?” Felix asked.
Instead of telling him, Wade & Ron decided to show him. Ron pointed the Kimmunicator at the center of the room, and Wade did the rest, calling up a holographic feature in the device that emits from the top sensor. Felix flicked off the kitchen lights for a darker, better view, and examined the hologram, which shows a diagram for a specially made supersuit, with a familiar outline.
“That…kinda looks like Kim’s supersuit…only in your size.” Felix pointed out. Ron nodded his head, confirming his friend’s statement as Felix read the file name at the top of the diagram. “Plan: Excommunicate?”
Ron corrected him. “No, plan Ex-KIM-municate.”
“You mean this plan was for your girlfriend?”
“Strictly worse-case-scenario.” Wade explained. “There have been times in the past where Kim has fallen under mind control. Ron and I thought of this after Drakken captured her for the fifth time. It’s essentially the polar opposite of Kim’s suit in terms of energy.”
“Will this suit enhance Ron’s abilities, Wade-san?” Yori asked.
“That’s the beauty of it.” Wade answered. “The code-line of the suit taps into Ron’s Mystical Monkey Powers.”
“Giving me more than I need to smack down Monkey Fist.” Ron added, clenching his fist in anger.
“One problem Ron.” Wade informed. “I can only do the programming and the code line. We need to find someone who can create the suit for you.”
It was a big problem, as Ron & Wade began to think over who could effectively create the garment Ron needs. Monique couldn’t do it, she’s overseas with Kim; plus Kim and her haven’t kept secrets from each other since the Fearless Ferret incident. Hoodie, the Fashionista, also came to mind. But she was back behind bars for violating parole; creating knockoffs of the upcoming fall clothing collection from France. Plus, using her would mean informing Global Justice, who in turn would inform Kim. The dilemma was large indeed, as both Wade & Ron seemed to be unable to come up with any useful or helpful name. Until…
“Is that all you need?”
Ron looked up at Felix, who looks to have the answer needed. “I know someone who can help.”

2 Hours Later…
“I gotta say I’m surprised that you came to me with this project…”
Ron sat on top of an adjustable cold, metal slab inside the laboratory of Upperton Technologies, place of business for Felix’s mother. As Yori stood beside him, the two gave their attention to the co-worker Felix referred them to…Dr. Vivian Francis Porter, noted Robotics Authority & Technological Scientist.
“…the opportunity to create a suit of this magnitude is far too good to pass up.” Vivian continued.
“So you’ll do it?” Wade asked, his face on a computer screen beside Vivian.
“You got it.” Vivian replied. “But it’ll take a few hours. So if you need a rush job…”
“No, it is best for you to have the suit at its best, no matter how long it takes.” Yori informed.
“Good, now let me get started…” As she made her leave from the room, Wade made his, logging off of the computer and giving Ron & Yori some privacy.
The young blonde slumped back on the slab, visibly upset about the situation as Yori tried to comfort him. “It will be alright, Stoppable-san. Sensei has sent some of his finest ninja to stand watch over Hana & your family. Monkey Fist will not easily locate them.”
Ron nodded in agreement, and felt the only advantage from this situation was the fact that Ron’s Dad decided to take the family for a sight-seeing trip to Rome. And ironic enough, Ron stayed behind so he could greet Kim once she came home.
“I know, Yori…” He uttered, reaching out and grabbing the Asian girl’s hand. “It’s just…I thought it was over. When…when Monkey Fist was swallowed into the ground, I thought that was it. No more. But now that he’s back…I mean, come on! He survived being sucked into the earth! I don’t…I don’t know if I can beat him.”
“You can, Stoppable-san!” Yori instilled, having none of his negative talk. “You are the Chosen One. There is no task that is too great, no enemy that you cannot defeat…”
She stopped her inspirational speech once she noticed Ron unable to even look at her. His glance was aimed low, and depression lived within his look. Yori found it hard to even look at him like this, and turned away. She gave Ron a moment to be alone as she walked into the next room, where Vivian was in the early process of creating the suit.
“Everything OK?” She asked after spotting Yori’s worried expression.
“I wish it were so…” The ninja girl replied. “Stoppable-san is troubled, and I fear that not even Sensei’s words of wisdom can inspire him.”
“Well, no offense, but you’re forgetting that Ron is a man.” Vivian reminded her. “At times, they tend to pay attention to action more than words.”
Yori took in the good doctor’s advice, began to see their meaning in her own way. Inspiration struck her, and within moments the Yamanouchi’s finest student has determined a way to bring up Ron’s spirits.
Turning back to Vivian, Yori promptly thanked her. “You are a wise woman, as much as you are beautiful…”
“I know.” Vivian grinned, before turning back to her work.
Yori also shifted focus to her task at hand; walking back into the Main Lab area, she returned to Ron’s side, noticing his head still hung in depression. She brought her right hand under his chin, and lifted his head so that their eyes met. She then leaned forward, pressing her lips to his passionately in a display that stuns Ron. So much so that he pulled away, looking back at her in shock.
“Yori?”
“Your chi is dominated by hatred, Ron-san.” Yori explained, her lips curling into a seductive smirk. “And it is not the path you must take to defeat Monkey Fist. You must remember how to love…”
And with that, Yori kissed him again, this time with no resistance from the chosen one. Maybe it was the previous times he and Yori spent together, maybe he understood Yori’s point, or maybe it was the god awful run of bad luck he had prior to this moment. Regardless of what it was…Ron feels he needs it.
Wrapping his arms around the Yamanouchi student, he pulled her up onto the slab and she accommodated him by straddling his lap. They became lost in the taste of each other’s lips, as clothing was quickly discarded from their bodies. Ron tossed his black T-shirt aside and Yori came halfway out of her Ninjutsu gi, revealing a white sports bra underneath. Her hands rubbed against his chest, teasingly caressing it while Ron moved his hands to Yori’s hips, and regions below. It was just like old times for them, as they became oblivious to their surroundings, focusing only on each other, and the love they were about to display. That is, until a familiar voice snapped them back to reality.
“So the rumors are true…”
Ron & Yori separated and glanced over at the doorway, where Vivian was leaning, staring with narrowed & hungry eyes. “The girls are into you, huh?” She continued. “When Betty told me all about her experience, I thought she was pulling a fast one. I guess even geniuses can be wrong.”
Betty Director; or known by her Global Justice moniker, Dr. Director. Ron’s ‘experience’ with her came in the shower on the Global Justice Airship more than a year ago, while in Witness Protection from Shego. Apparently, even top-level secret agents were known to blab about sexual romps.
She pushed herself off the wall and strolled across the room, her hips swaying side to side like a pendulum. As she came closer, the strongest sense of déjà vu overwhelmed Ron. Nearly countless situations started like this for him, with Kim, Monique, Bonnie, and many others, both heroine and villainess alike. He let off a soft smirk, as it would appear his luck has come back into full swing, as evident by the lustful stare in Vivian’s eyes.
“The suit’s programming is gonna take a few hours,” She informed them, “and it looks like you two have the perfect way to pass the time. Mind if I join in?”
Ron’s first instinct was to say ‘No’, as he’s always done for his devotion of Kim. But the words didn’t escape his mouth; his lips couldn’t even find a way to form them, and he knows why. He tasted a familiar flavor on his lips, cherry, from when Yori kissed him earlier; and he understood why ‘No’ has been taken from his vocabulary…and why the bulge in his pants increases with each passing moment.
“You used the lipstick on me again, didn’t you?” Ron asked the ninja girl.
Yori smiled down at him, confirming his guess. “It was, how you say, for your own good.” She told him, before turning to Vivian. “And it would be our honor if you joined us.”
Ron knew she would say that, Yori never was the type to have all to herself, and it showed as she gave space to Vivian, who climbed up on the slab with her. Soon Ron’s pants were unbuckled and around his knees along with his boxers, as Vivian took in her first sight of his divine rod.
“Whoa…well, this does explain your lack of agility at times…” The doctor stated, her intrigue rising about how it could appear at peak stiffness. That same intrigue got the best of her, as she began to provide oral stimulation, with some assistance. Yori engulfed the head of Ron’s cock as Vivian sucked his balls, their hands stroking his shaft gently. Their lips didn’t neglect an inch of his manhood, as they kissed and licked it to their delight, and his. But with passing moments, Yori developed a taste for Ron’s lips again, and allowed Vivian his cock all to herself.
She enjoyed the gift and pushed his swollen member past her toasty lips, as Yori became reacquainted with Ron’s. His right hand reached behind her and delved into her outfit as he palmed her firm ass. His middle then slid between her cheeks, until it found her wet lips. Yori let out a muffled, startled moan as Ron went to work fingering her clit and snatch, while his cock was being sucked thoroughly by Vivian. The doctor had a way with her mouth, as her lips provided the perfect friction against his shaft. She even licked every inch of him, from hilt to head.
But it wasn’t until she reinserted his throbbing meat again that Ron discovered her talent. She began to swallow inch after inch, until nothing of it was in sight. He would’ve definitely called her a deep throat specialist, had his tongue not already been preoccupied with Yori’s. Her mouth smothered his almost fully, and they only separated to take in short gasps of breath before resuming their impassioned makeout.
The scene didn’t last much longer, as Vivian felt a need her fingers weren’t adequate enough to deal with, and rose from between Ron’s legs. “I’ll say this, you got one of the finest tools I’ve ever tasted.” She complimented. “Mind seeing if it’ll fit in my slot?”
How could Ron say ‘No’ to that offer? He couldn’t; not just because of Yori’s lipstick, but cause of Vivian’s tongue work, which put him far past the point of no return. They shifted positions as the doctor laid flat on her back, her knees hitched up and her long legs begging to be separated. Ron didn’t waste time either, pulling them apart to reveal a mostly shaven snatch, with a small patch of blonde above the slit. That was Ron’s target, as he gripped his missile and prepared for launch.
He leaned forward and brought his cockhead to her opening, and then pushed through…”
“Ahhh…”
Already Vivian’s first thought was about Ron’s size, and how it was bigger than any of the airheads she had the misfortune to date. His hands rested beneath her knees as his hips began the motions. The thickness of his member penetrated deep inside her pussy as she gasped in elation. The moment already was intensely heated for her, as she pulled down on her tube top, exposing her orbs of pleasure. She then put a hand to the back of Ron’s neck and pulled him close for a fiery lip lock. Yori’s eyes were focused on their lower region, as she watched Ron thrust in & out of the doctor’s pussy, bringing about more wetness.
Her hand tended to her own honey pot, the middle and ring finger rubbed her clit, before sporadically venturing through her inner walls. She loved to watch Ron at work with his shaft; it aroused her highly, to the point where she felt she needs to be back in on the action, just as they separated from their kiss.
She looked at Vivian, and grinned seductively. “I hope you will do me the honor of using your tongue on me, as you did in Ron-san’s mouth.”
Being the highly educated woman she was, Vivian understood exactly what she mean. “It wouldn’t be the first time…”
She took up the offer, as Yori climbed back onto the slab and positioned herself for the good doctor to give out a good licking. Vivian gladly pulled Yori’s hips closer as her tongue dived in, which brought about a loud moan from the Yamanouchi ninja.
“Ohh…so good…” She cooed with Vivian’s face buried between her legs. She bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes, but opened them again once she remembered Ron was in front of her. Their eyes met, and they shared a peck on the lips before Ron moved down her luscious body. Her right breast gets special attention as Ron wrapped his mouth around her nipple, while he caressed her left tit. Vivian did her part down low, as her tongue invaded and flailed wildly through her inner walls.
And Ron kept up on his end, literally. His dick drilled into her repeatedly, and it made her juices flow even more. His strokes were fluid and rapid as he sped up his pace. He knew her legs could take it, and the lipstick encouragement Yori gave him began to push him further. A muffled moan emanated from Vivian as she continued to eat out Yori, Ron slammed his loins into her perfect bottom. Never had she had it so good, and she began to see the specialness that Ron’s previous ‘conquers’ saw, and why Kim loves him so.
Her legs began to quiver, and her heartbeat quickened along with Ron & Yori’s. The three glistened from their momentum and started to show signs of fatigue. Vivian couldn’t hold out much longer. Ron’s thrusts became too much for her, his deep strokes attacked her g-spot, and brought about an orgasm she hadn’t experience in a long time.
A muffled scream signaled her arrival, and caused her tongue to go crazy in Yori, which started a chain reaction.
“I’m…going to cum!”
And she did. Her legs trembled as she gushed uncontrollably onto the face and in the mouth of the good doctor. Upon seeing that, Ron himself could hold out no longer. With one final stroke, his cock erupted, filling Vivian up with jizz in one long spurt. Several short ones followed afterwards before he pulled out, as he leaned forward and caught himself. Yori climbed off of Vivian, and Ron mustered up the strength to look up at her.
“Please…tell me you on…some kind of pill…” He huffed.
Vivian smiled and nodded. “Not planning on having a family yet, but thanks for the deposit.”
Ron breathed a sigh of relief as Vivian slowly climbed off the slab. Her legs were still wobbly, but a job needed to be done as she made her way back to the lab. Ron took this moment to lie back on the slab and regain his strength…that is, until he felt Yori’s body pressed beside him.
“You would not go without allowing me to feel your pleasure, would you?”
If there was one thing Ron couldn’t handle in his life, it was being coerced into sex via guilt treatment. And it didn’t help that Yori’s body made him as hard as ever again. She turned his head in her direction and kissed him again, as she shifted and moved onto Ron’s lap, her back facing him. Splitting herself open, she allowed Ron to penetrate her, and she trembled in pleasure in response.
He cupped her firm love pillows from behind and fluffed them just the way she liked it, as his hips began a jackhammer motion; until Yori spoke up. “No Ron-san.” She semi-pleaded. “…go slow.”
And he did. His thrusts slowed to strokes as he focused more on feel than force & speed. Yori complimented his movements by grinding herself against him, letting his stiffness roam inside her. She lied back, and enjoyed the moment as Ron groped and stroked at a gentle pace.
“Yori…” Ron said, breaking their silence. “…I forgot to ask you earlier…how did you know Monkey Fist would attack me?”
Yori let off a soft moan before answering. “It was…how you say, coincidental.” Ron developed a look of confusion as she continued. “Master Sensei…thought it best I (huff!) venture into the world. And (huh!) find my own way…away from Yamanouchi. Ahhh…”
Ron understood Yori’s situation better than she knew. The reason he had a dorm room at Upperton Tech was because of Ron’s mother’s ‘urging’ of him to move out. He understood, and as he stroked deep into her pussy, he held her close.
“Well, if you need anything…I’m her for you, Yori.”
She smiled warmly in response. “Thank you, Ron-san.”
And once again, their lips met and became one. His left hand remained attentive to her breasts as his right ventured down her slender stomach, until he located her clit. There, he rubbed it in sync with his pelvis pumps, and ignited Yori’s lust as she broke the kiss.
“Yes, Ron-san!” She moaned. “Do not hold back, fuck me!”
With his ninja hottie willing him on, Ron did just that. His hip speed doubled and his thrusts became more forceful; each one pushed him in balls deep and lifted up Yori inches high, before she slammed back down onto his cock. Her hand guided Ron’s movement over her clit, then went down to caress his balls, which were tightening by the second. Another orgasm was in the cards for the couple, and coming fast.
“Yes, Ron-san! Make me come!”
And one last thrust is all that was needed to complete the task, as Yori reached her limit for the 2nd time that night. Her juices gushed out again, all over Ron’s manhood as she removed it from her well-tended pussy. She then stroked his shaft, not wanting to leave Ron unattended; kneading him until he grunted, and shot his load on her breasts and stomach.
She then leaned back onto her sweaty lover, as he put his arm around her.
“That…was wonderful…Ron-san.” Yori complemented.
“You…can say that…again…” Ron agreed. “Hey…5 minute rest?”
“Agreed.”

Rome, the Eternal City; a Capitol rich with history and famed architecture. The Coliseum, the catacombs, the Vatican City; all truly sites which should be seen in one’s lifetime.
And all of them places where Hana Stoppable dragged her parents and ran them ragged.
The time was 11:02pm, as Mr. & Mrs. Stoppable finally reached their hotel after a long and exhausting day, most of it filled with keeping up with their adopted daughter, who felt the need to showcase her Ninjutsu skills. Luckily for them, she finally wore herself out, and fell asleep in her stroller
“Oh honey, I don’t know if I can keep up with this.” Mrs. Stoppable said. “I mean look, she’s giving me grey hair.”
“Calm down dear, it’s natural for children Hana’s age to be active.” Ron’s father assured. “Remember when little Ronnie use to run around loose whenever we changed his diaper?”
The loving husband and wife shared a laugh over the memories, as they entered the hotel. “That reminds me, we should call and check in on him, to see if everything’s alright.”
Little did Mrs. Stoppable know that the call would’ve been wasted; for several floors above them, standing on the balcony, was their oldest son. He watched them as they walked up to the building, readying himself for any kind of attack Monkey Fist produced. Yori stood next to the bed in the room as she opened the briefcase which contained Ron’s supersuit, a black & gold number that Vivian was able to complete with Wade’s assistance. She then turned to the window, and joined Ron.
“Stoppable-san, I know you fear for your family’s safety, so perhaps you should dress into your suit.” She suggested.
Ron nodded in agreement. “Yeah, you got a point, Yori.”
He walked back into the room toward his suit and pulled it out, as Yori made a rare but funny quip. “And perhaps later you could enlighten me about your infant days with no diaper.”
“Wha? Hey! That’s not funny!” Ron replied as the ninja girl giggled. “It’s not true! My mom just says that for effect, it’s all propaganda!”
BEEP-BEEP-BEDEEP!!!
A call on his Kimmunicator, and Ron answered immediately. “Go Wade.”
“Ron, I got readings that Monkey Fist is on his way to your location.” Wade informed. “And he’s bringing plenty of company.”
“Stoppable-San!”
Yori waved him over to the balcony as he rushed over. What he saw when he got there explained the story; Monkey Fist’s legion had grown almost exponentially, as over 1000 monkey ninja reside behind him, all under his command. He calmly and confidently led them down the path that lead to the hotel’s front door…a spot where Ron intended to bury him.
“It ends here.” He said coldly, rushing back to his suit. He didn’t bother undressing, as Wade revealed it worked on the same principle as Kim’s battle suit and could be worn over regular clothes. As he finished putting it on though, Ron began to have his doubts.
“A little loose, don’t you think, Wade?” Ron asked. “I mean, it feels like—WWHHOOAAA!!!!!”
The sudden shock came from the suit’s automatic configuring. It made adjustments for Ron’s overall size, and then switched design. The entire procedure lasted mere seconds, but once done Ron found the suit has styled itself into a black shinobi shozoku with gold trim. He didn’t take time to admire the look though, as he and Yori dashed toward the balcony, and leapt off.
They plummeted down to the ground, just as Monkey Fist stepped into the light of the hotel. He closed his eyes and reveled in the moment. “I sense the immense power of the Han within those walls…power, which I shall soon obtain.”
“But not without a fight, Monkey Fist.” The Yamanouchi duo landed in front of the Yono Master with grace, already poised in their fighting stances.
Monkey Fist scowled in response. “Young people. I should’ve known you wouldn’t stay out of my matters. But where’s the cheerleader?”
“That is none of your concern.” Yori replied.
“A pity, I did sorely wished to test my new Yono might against her.” He shrugged off his disappointment. “I guess you two will have to do instead.”
“You’re not getting Hana.” Ron warned.
“Oh really?” Monkey Fist snapped his fingers, and in a flash, over 100 of his monkey minions jumped to the front line, guarding him. “And you think you have the skills to stop me?”
“Damn right.”
He shuffled forward, and the monkey ninja responded by leaping into the air, ready to grind him into the ground again. But Ron was ready also. He pivoted with his left foot, then brought around his right for a roundhouse kick…one that was more powerful than even he expected; for as his leg whipped across, it created an energy wave. One that was powerful enough to take out the entire front line. A moment later, scores of unconscious primates fell to the ground, which left Monkey Fist, Yori and Ron in confusion. Until the suit ejects an ear-set into Ron’s ear, with Wade on the other end.
“Uh, Wade?”
“Oh, did I forget to mention that the suit is capable of energy displacement?” The boy genius asked.
“BOOYAH!!!”
With enhanced courage, Ron clenched his fist and prepared for battle, as Monkey Fist stepped forward. “Do you think that suit can help you defeat me!? I have walked the path of the Yono! There is no one who’s stronger!”
Ron responded by extending his left hand and waving Monkey Fist forward. “You wanna piece of Ron?”
“Yes…to grind into DUST!”
The Fight was on. Monkey Fist charged forward on all fours, rage burning within him. He intended to beat his Tai Shing Pek Kwar counterpart into a pulp right there. But as he leapt into the air, he became the recipient of a spinning front kick to the gut, courtesy of Ron. Holding his gut, he stumbled back in his landing, as Ron looked to go on the offensive. But Monkey Fist came back with a double foot thrust kick that barely missed Ron’s chin. From there, the rivals went hand-to-hand, deflecting and exchanging blows at a furious pace. Their moves were equal, and neither seemed to take control of the fight, until Monkey Fist landed a palm strike that knocked Ron back.
Breathing room is what he wanted, but it wasn’t granted as Yori countered for Ron with a flying kick. She then traded strikes with the Yono Master and her ninja prowess shined through as she quickly put him on the defensive. But Monkey Fist showed why he mastered the path of the Yono when he took an opening, a wild strike from the ninja girl, and grabbed her arm. He then swing her around violently and flung her back at Ron, with the intension to take two out with one move.
Ron saw it coming though, and leapt into the air to catch her. He then spun and allowed Yori to use the momentum as she sprung from his arms and nailed Monkey Fist with a flying knee to the chest. Upon landing, Ron followed up with a devastating move that rocked the immediate landscape…the Shadow Kick.
The move exhibited such quickness, it left an after image trailing the blonde ninja as he planted his foot into Monkey Fist’s chest. The attack sent him violently tumbling backwards dozens of yards, finally coming to a stop when his minions blocked his rolling.
He coughed up a clot of blood, and growled in a rage. “You INSOLENT BOY!!!” He barked. “DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN DENY ME MY DESTINY!?”
“Oh, I wouldn’t do that.” Ron answered. “Because your destiny is to have your ass kicked, By Ron Stop—!”
The sound of broken glass cut Ron’s victory speech short. It was followed by tiny shards hitting the ground around him, along with a monkey carrying a very important package.
“HANA!!!”
Monkey Fist’s top primate ninja, still clad in white garb, rushed over to his master as he rose, and handed over Ron’s baby sister as she giggled. “Hmm, it would seem my delivery has arrived.” The Yono Master gloated, as he took Hana in his arms. “Come with me Hana…I have special purposes for you.”
“Get away from my SISTER!!!”
Ron leapt forward, fist cocked back for a tremendous strike. But Monkey Fist effortlessly dodged the blow, as Ron sent several cracks through the ground. “Let us see how good your Geography is, boy!” He taunted. “If you want your baby sister, meet me at the grounds were Gladiators dueled to the death!”
Maniacal laughter came from the Monkey-Fu Mad Man, as he rushed away from the scene, carrying Hana over his shoulder.
“Bye-bye!” She waved cheerfully to her brother, not having a care in the world. Ron however, had never been so enraged. He was practically foaming at the mouth, his fists clenched so tightly his fingernails could’ve drawn blood from his palm. And the look in his eyes said it all…Monkey Fist had to pay.
“WADE!!!”
“Ron?”
“OVERDRIVE!!!”
“Done!”
It was against the boy genius’ plan, but he knew there was no arguing with his friend at this critical moment. He typed in a command from his end, which empowered Ron’s suit to maximum. The gold trim began to burn brightly in light as Yori joined her Yamanouchi partner’s side. And together, they sped off into the night after Monkey Fist, to stop his destiny at all costs.

The midnight madness sale at Club Banana Boutique was winding down, as Kim & Monique scrounge for any more items they could find. Never mind that their arms were already loaded up with half the store. It was then that Kim spotted a dress near the center rack of the store; a dress that spoke to her, saying the words ‘Buy me.’
“That dress goes so well with my eyes.” She swooned, as Monique peered out through the pile of shopping gains in her arm.
“Yeah, didn’t you say that about everything else you’re carrying?” She quipped.
“Speaking of that, do you mind?” Kim imposed on Monique, dumping her clothing on top of her best friend’s in order to vie for the new dress…much to Monique’s chagrin.
“Wait, no! Kim, COME BACK HERE!” She yelled before falling to the floor, buried under designer labeled apparel.
Kim reached the dress in no time, but as she grasped it, another hand gripped the other side. “Let…GO!” Kim demanded.
“Not gonna happen, Princess!”
Kim suddenly stopped and released the object of her shopping desire. She recognized that voice, and the smug nickname. Looking across the rack, she saw her opponent for that article of clothing…Shego.
“Shego!?” Kim exclaimed.
The jade-colored reformed villainess noticed her former foe across from her. “Fancy seeing you here.” She said, as her grin turned devious and her fist ignited with energy. “Wanna fight for the dress?”
Kim immediately put her hands up and backed away. “You can have it.”
Shego sighed and put the dress back on the rack. “Well if you’re gonna give it up that easily…”
“What are you doing here?” Kim asked, as Monique joined her.
Shego shook her head and let out a disapproving growl. “Dr. D is getting another reward for when we saved the world.” She answered. “So I figured, since there’s gonna be a free buffet, I might as well look good. Kinda shocked to see you here, though. Letting your boyfriend fight with the big dog by himself?”
Kim cocked a curious eyebrow. “What are you talking about?”
“You mean…you don’t know?” Shego’s wide-eyed expression baffled Kim & Monique even more, and their look turned to full-blown confusion when Shego burst into near hysterical laughter. “So the sidekick went solo without you! I gotta admit, that’s ballsy!”
That comment sent Kim into the worry-zone. “Shego, just what are you talking about?”
It took a couple of moments for her to stifle the laughter, but Shego eventually cooled and explained. “OK. You see, Dr. D has been keeping track of villainous activity around the globe…”
“Wait, I thought y’all were the good guys now.” Monique chimed in.
“We are, Drakken calls it a hobby but…anyway, a couple of days ago he spotted Monkey Fist rising out of the ground all dramatic-like and stuff.” She continued. “Hell, I thought you and your boyfriend would’ve been on it like you’re on each other. But it looks like little Ronnie decided to go solo without you.”
Shego’s revelation shocked Kim, but she still wasn’t in full belief. “That’s…impossible! He’d never go after a villain without me. Especially…Monkey…Fist…”
And than it hit her, with enough strength to level even Warmonga. Ron would go without her, especially if his sister were in danger. And given their last meeting, when Kim was transformed to stone, Ron had the reason to leave her out of the loop. It explained why Ron hadn’t kept in contact for the past couple days, and why Wade was so secretive.
“THAT OVER-CARING SON OF A—!!!” Kim didn’t finish her statement. Instead, she madly dashed out of the Boutique, pulling out her Kimmunicator and leaving Monique & Shego behind. As they watched her rush off, the two could only shake their heads.
“Ooh, that boy is dead.” Monique commented.
“So dead.” Shego agreed.
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