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The Middleton Pact - Redux

Written by fulwiz

Beta by Wirenfeldt Jr

Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.

Warning: This story contains explicit sexual situations, mature themes, explicit violence, death and warped philosophy.

The story is KiAnGo. (And More)

If you find any of the above offensive, please don't read further.

CHAPTER 23: De Mortius Nil Nisi Bonum.

Dr. Drakken paced back and forth in the command center of the Possibles lair. The blue skinned scientist was worried. His worry started while he and Wade were repairing the damage done to Cee-Cee in Africa.

He glanced over to where the young genius was explaining how tracking powder worked to Kim... No... Joss Possible. Even though it was his own rebuilt brain switching machine the girls used to swap their minds, he still got confused about which was which.

His concern had been growing ever since the Possibles left for Japan. It made him wonder if he was actually going as crazy as many people thought he already was. Maybe he had not really seen that look of calculating malice in her robotic eyes? It was such a fleeting thing, only happening after he activated some of the old programming to bypass the damage caused in her central processor.

He thought back to how the female android came into being. It wasn't as if he'd really lied about building her, he did, but there was more to it than that. She was actually built years ago. One of the three original Bee-Bee triad he constructed before he knew his then arch enemy was the daughter of one of his old school mates. For years he thought her destroyed and lost to whatever scrap heap Global Justice put such things they collected.

Only a short time ago, with a late night knock on his lair's door, she returned to him. Rebuilt, wearing a synthetic epidermis, and completely scrambled in the programming. It was a wonder she could function well enough to track her creator down.

Even with his own formidable skills, he couldn't find out what happened to her in the intervening years, or make a crack in the mess programmed into her. Instead, he simply overwrote a large portion of it. Making her, once again, his loyal servant.

He had to of imagined it. She was functioning perfectly. Still...

He jammed his hands into his pockets and continued his nervous pacing.

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Barry Long stood at the base of Mt. Yamanuchi. The top of the mountain, far above, was obscured by a seemingly ever present layer of clouds. He and Cee-Cee were looking up at a point much lower. After a quick check of the map Wade provided, Barry pointed to a ledge about two hundred meters up the shear face of the mountain. “That's the spot, right there.”

Cee-Cee nodded. “Accessibility is limited, but it is not beyond my capability. I require the rope.”

Barry dug in his pack and handed her a coil of ultra thin climbing rope. He watched as she looped the rope over her shoulder and began ascending with an ease and agility no human could match. It only took her a couple minutes to climb the distance. The rope came lowering back down. He made a loop at the end and secured it around himself. She effortlessly pulled him up to join her on the narrow ledge. Together, they began searching the cracks and crevices.

Cee-Cee called out. “I have located the shaft.”

Barry grinned as he navigated a narrow ledge to join her. “Good work.”

He pulled off his pack and began digging through it. From it, he extracted a small box attached to a fan like device. He placed it in the opening of the air shaft leading deep into the core of the mountain. Digging in the pack once again, he pulled out a plastic bag filled with blue powder. He opened the box, filled it with the tracking powder, and sealed it shut.

Cee-Cee handed him a small remote control. He pressed a button and a tiny light appeared on the box. He smiled. “That's it. All the air shafts are all rigged. Now all we have to do is wait to meet with the others.”

Deep inside Cee-Cee's core processor a set of hidden, and partially corrupted, programs loaded. [Situational parameters met. Initiate enemy demoralization protocols. Activate synthetic pheromone dispenser. Commands: Dispatch target. Upload unit data. Self destruct.]

Cee-Cee gave him a cheerfully seductive smile. “How long until time for the meeting?”

He checked his watch. “About 45 minutes.”

She moved closer to him with a sinuous grace. “How shall we spend that time?”

Her closeness made him suddenly realize just how desirable she was. All thoughts of the mission fled from his conscious mind. “I think I know the perfect way.”

He began unzipping his pants.

Her smile got wider as she wrapped her arms around his waist. “I have a better idea.”

Her grip tightened until it was almost crushing his ribs. She picked him up and walked to the edge. Ignoring his strained attempts at escaping, she leaped over the precipice. Her jump sent them both hurtling down, toward the rocky ground far below.

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Wade glanced behind him at the pacing Drakken. He wished, for the umpteenth time, the man would just sit down somewhere. It was starting to get on his nerves. Turning back to the display in front of him, he continued his explanation. “So you see, when the powder comes in contact with a person, their body heat activates it. My scanners can then lock onto it.” He pointed out the air shafts on the screen. “When Kim gives the word, Barry and Anne... No, Bonnie... Drat! I forgot they had to change that part of the plan. Anyway, they will activate the fans and it will blow the powder all through the underground complex of caves.”

He changed the display. “Once it has spread, I wait for Kim's signal, and POOF. All the ninjas get teleported, via the relays in my satellites, to the holding facility at the prison.”

Joss looked away from the screen. “That there is a pretty nifty idea.” Her look became inquiring. “But if'n you can do all that, why's cousin Kim and them gotta be going in there like they are?”

Wade tapped a few keys and the image changed again. On the screen was a picture of an elderly Japanese man. He had a long white mustache and beard. In his wrinkled face were a pair of glittering eyes and a comforting smile. He looked like nothing more than a kindly old grandfather. “He's the reason. Nobody knows his real name, he just goes by Sensei, which means teacher. He's the leader of the Yamanuchi Clan. Don't let his looks fool you. Along with being a martial arts master, he has some dangerous magical powers. We can't be sure if he can be captured like the rest of the ninjas. That's why Kim needed your body. It's the only way she can get close enough to surprise him. Anne, Junior and Cee-Cee, who is the only one that speaks Japanese, will be sneaking in posing as the ninjas that came to kidnap her and Ron. It's the best chance to catch them all together, and make sure they take him down too.”

Joss shook her head. “That sounds a mite complicated ta me.”

Wade laughed. “That was just a simple version of the whole plan. There are lots of variables but, if everyone does their part, it should be a walk in the park.”

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Global Justice surveillance satellite SGW0027 sat in a geosynchronous orbit above Japan. It's high power camera pointed at a single, cloud shrouded, mountain. The lenses of the camera could pick out any single object as small as four centimeters in size. It's video feed was being sent, in real time, to Betty Director's implant. She had been “keeping an eye” on that mountain since the moment she found out it was the ninja's secret dwelling place. Most of the time all she could see were clouds, but now and then she would catch a glimpse of the ground below.

At the moment, she was in conference with her second in command and the head of Special Projects. They were going over the details of Task Alpha. “John, I want you to head the task force in charge of transporting the prisoners. I know it's a short haul, but these people are dangerous.” She turned to Candida. “You continue on at the receiving area for now, I..”

For a moment the clouds over Mt. Yamanuchi broke. Betty glimpsed something that sent fingers of dread up her spine. She stood and started walking out of her office. She called back over her shoulder. “Change of plans. Du, you will assume temporary command here. I'm going into the field. I'll fill you in later, shit just hit the fan.”

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Ron glared at Kim as he continued his attempts to pry the magical amulet from around his neck. “Damn it Kim! You could have told me. We used to be friends. You know I...”

She cut him off. “You would what? Tell me to go screw myself, like you did to Betty Director?”

His shoulders slumped. Her remark stung. Feelings of guilt replaced the anger he had been feeling towards Kim. “Yeah, I messed up. You're right.” He jerked a thumb at the still unconscious Yori. “She was right. I'm just a useless failure.”

Kim clenched her hands tightly, trying to keep her anger in check. She was getting sick of Ron's ego-swings. For years she supported him when he was on a low, and tried to deflate him when he was over the top. She was tempted to strap a parachute to his back and throw him out of the plane. She was in no mood for this anymore. If the information she received a few minutes ago from Betty was correct, someone she cared about was laying dead at the base of the ninja's mountain. Almost as bad, the plan they so carefully worked out was now circling the toilet bowl.

The simple fact was, if there was any chance of pulling this off now, she needed Ron Stoppable. Her teeth ground together. Silently she vowed to herself, if they got through this sitch, she was done with Ron once and for all. For now though, it was back to the ego stroking she had become an expert at.

She lay a hand on his arm. “That's not true and you know it. You saved the whole world from the Lowardians. When it really counted, you stepped up.”

He shook his head. “With the MMP.” He pulled one last time on the amulet. “I don't even have that now. Face it KP, I'm a screw up and I always have been.”

Kim sighed. “Not when you stop and think first, you aren't. Every time you set yourself a goal and worked towards it you, succeeded. You're a great cook, something I'll never be. You decided to become the school mascot, and even when nobody thought it was a good idea, you went ahead and proved everyone wrong.”

Ron whined. “But KP, that's minor stuff. Nothing like...”

Kim put her hand over his mouth. “No it's not! It's only minor if you think it is! Let me remind you of something else. Remember Gill? You overcame your childhood fears, and completely alone, you made a plan and took him down. That's something that's not in the least bit minor. AND you did it without monkey powers.”

Ron thought back to camp Wannaweep. She was right about that. In fact she was right about everything. He remembered he had his own arch enemy in Monkey Fist. He'd defeated him too. That thought made him glance over at Yori again. She'd used him back then too. Lied to him. She'd lied to everyone back then and nobody had caught on, not even Kim. Kim, he was still mad at her for making him think she'd died. For the decision she made to become evil.

He pulled her hand away. “You're right KP. I'm still not happy about this whole thing though. It hurt when I thought you died, you know that? You've lied to me as badly as she did. I gotta say I really don't like the person you've become.” He forced his anger away. It would do no good. He could see that now. “But anywho, if I can help take these guys down, I will. Not that I can be much help without my MMP and all.”

Kim smiled. At least she got him out of his funk. “We are on different paths. Nothing's going to change that. At the moment, they're headed to the same place. So... I'll make you the same deal I made Betty Director, truce until the threat is gone. K?”

Ron thought for a moment, before replying. “Yeah, I can do that...” He got a far off look in his eyes. “They really think I'm dumb and gullible...”

Kim felt ready to scream. She'd had him, and here he was sliding back. “Ron...”

Ron shook his head. “No wait KP. That's what they think, but they don't know that I know that they think that, now do they?”

Kim wasn't sure she followed what he was saying. “Umm...”

Ron smiled the exact same smile that heralded the birth of the Naco. “Look. The plan is to get us close enough to take down Sensei by surprise, right?”

Kim nodded.

Ron's smile got broader. “Well I don't know how to beat his magic, but I know how to get close without him suspecting.”

It was Kim's turn to smile. “I know how to take care of his magic.” She reached out, took hold of the amulet around his neck, and pulled it over Ron's head. She dangled it in front of his face. “With this.”

Ron's mouth did a pretty good imitation of a fish gasping for air. “How..? But..?”

Kim laughed. “I tried removing it while you were still out. My guess would be, the only person who can't take it off is the one wearing it. Now, tell me how we are going to get close.”

Before he could explain, there came a knock on the door. Anne opened the door and stepped in. “Shego says it's time to land.”

Kim nodded. “K, we'll have to go over the plan on the way to the rendezvous point then. Ron? If you could excuse us, I need to talk to mom in private.”

Ron stood. “Yeah, no prob KP.” He went into the forward cabin.

Kim shut the door behind him. She turned back to her mom. “Any word?”

Anne nodded as she moved closer and hugged her daughter. “Yes honey, Betty called again. She got Wade to teleport her directly to the site. There's no hope for Barry. She said it looks like they both fell from the ledge where the last shaft was.”

Kim buried her head against her mother's neck. Anger built inside her. Somehow, the ninjas must have discovered them. “They'll pay for that.” She pulled back. “Mom, I think we should go ahead and take care of Yori before we land. I don't want any chance of her causing trouble.”

Anne stroked Kim's hair. She also felt a deep sadness at the loss of their new found friend. “Alright baby.”

She let go of Kim and knelt down beside the still unconscious ninja. She pulled a small box out of her belt pouch. From the box, she pulled out a small black object. She placed it on the ninja's forehead. She and Kim watched as a red light blinked on, in the center of the mind control chip. Kim ripped a length of cloth from the Yori's tunic, and made a makeshift headband to cover the chip. Together they splinted the her leg. Anne pulled out a syringe and injected the girl. In a few moments, Yori's eyes blinked open.

Kim looked down and smiled. “Now. I want you to listen very carefully Yori...”

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Betty Director stood on the tarmac, in front of a private hanger, and watched as the small jet taxied to a stop. She hopped into the van she'd borrowed from the Japanese division of Global Justice and drove it as close as she could to the plane. She watched as a group dressed as ninjas, except for Kim and Ron, exited the plane and made their way over to the van. It was still odd for her to get her mind around Kim being in a different body.

One of the ninjas had a very pronounced limp, and was being almost held up by another, that had a furry tail sticking out of her black costume. Betty wasn't sure she really wanted to know the story behind that.

Kim got in the passenger's side of the van, as the rest piled into the back.

Betty raised her eyebrows. “Is the ninja walking on a broken leg?”

Kim nodded. “Yeah she is. It got broken when I took her down on the plane.”

Betty pondered. “She must be in agony.”

Kim turned to the one eyed woman and smiled. “I'm sure she is.”

Shego called out from the rear of the van. “Are we gonna sit here all day or go somewhere to get our shit together?”

Kim yelled back to her wife. “Don't get your green lacy thong in a twist Sweetie!” She gave Betty a nod. “Let's head to the original rendezvous point. We have to work out a new plan.”

Betty started the van. As she drove off she leaned, towards Kim, and whispered a bemused question. “Green lacy thong?”

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Two hours later they were trudging up a forest path. Through the trees ahead, they could see a waterfall. They spent the entire drive, and long walk up into the mountains, hashing out the new plan. Thanks to Ron's idea, it was much simpler than the original.

Kim came to a stop near the waterfall. “This is as close as we can get without them seeing us. Mom, Betty, could you two keep watch while we take care of the final details?”

The women nodded and moved off, Betty towards the waterfall, and Anne back the way they came.

Kim looked over the rest of the group. “K, who wants to take Yori?”

Junior pulled off his black hood and stepped over next to the ninja. “I will. I am owing her for what she did to my Lovely-Dovey.”

Shego grabbed Ron by the arm. A malicious smile twitched across her lips. “You're all mine monkey boy.”

Kim sighed and turned to look at Bonnie. “Alright B. Before we get started, I want to say I'm sorry for laughing so much at you when you came on the plane. She gestured at the young woman's changed body. But you got to admit it is kinda funny.”

Bonnie grinned. Making her look somehow cute and feral at the same time. “Don't get all apologetic now. It'll take all the fun out of this.”

Kim sighed and nodded. “Oh yeah, I can hardly wait. Just remember, this is the first, last, and only time. So enjoy it while you can.”

She stood very still as she watched Bonnie's fist come flying towards her face.

For the next few minutes the sounds of punches and kicks, punctuated by the occasional sizzling sound of something burning, floated through the forest. Kim finally called for a halt as she brushed blood out of her eye from a cut on her forehead. “That's enough! I think we're done now.”

Junior aimed one last kick at Yori's ribs before stepping back. While Shego singed a bit more of Ron's hair before letting her green fire die out.

Ron batted the last bit of flame from his hair. “Ouch! Ouch! OUCH! That hurts!”

Shego smirked at him as she admired her handiwork. “Don't blame me, it was your idea.”

Ron grumbled. “Yeah, yeah. I know.”

Kim, Ron and Yori all looked like they'd lost a major fight. That, of course, was the whole idea.
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