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The Monkey's Tail	By : Levi2000a Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female > Kim/Ron Views: 33474 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Well, after over a year of time, creating one Lock Out Tag Out program, writting all of the Preventive maintenance sheets and putting them into a usable program, updating all of the material saftey data sheets, as well as maintaining the facility, and then finding out that my position is no longer needed, I have updated my story.
I suggest that you go back and review the previous chapters or none of this will make any sense.
As always, opinions, comments, questions and reviews are welcome.
Ron knew that he had lost before he had even started, that he was being sucked into Yori's insanity.
He tried to latch on to something before his mind ceased to exist, something to keep him from being pulled into the black beyond. He thought of Kim, that last glimpse he had of her before he went into his meditative state, before the darkness swirled around him.
It was as if blanket had been thrown over his head, cutting off all sight and air at the same time, while being pulled down through a whirlpool into the depths of the sea. He was a drowning man that had no idea which way to swim for air. The only thing that he had was his vision of Kim.
He concentrated on that. He could think of nothing better to think of as he winked out of existence.
The look on her face showed the concern and worry she had for him. It also showed the love and care she held for him.
As he looked at her, the pain diminished. Probably he was losing the pain receptor area of his mind, he thought. But he also noticed that there was something in her expression that he wasn't sure what it was. It was just a little hint on top of everything else, but it was there, none the less. It took him a while to figure it out but then he realized what it was.
It was pride.
Kim was proud of him for what he was going to try and do.
"Try." That was the operative word.
He had failed her.
He had failed Yori.
The regret he felt was almost overpowering.
Not the regret for trying but the regret for failing.
He felt moisture building up in his eyes or at least where his eyes used to be, and then it was sucked away before it could form any tears.
Kim had asked him to come back to her. And now he couldn't. The thought of how that would hurt her, brought more moisture to his mind's eyes, and then it disappeared again.
He had wanted to save Yori. She was his best female friend, other than Kim. He loved her like he loved his little sister. She was almost like a bigger version of Hanna.
He thought of Hanna, knowing that Monkey Fist would treat her like he had Yori, because she defeated him so long ago.
Now the tears did come. They only just made it out of his eye sockets before they disappeared as well, but they had been there.
His mental focus returned to Kim. He tried to allow the vision of her to fill his world.
"I just want to make sure to tell you to come back to Me." was the last thing she had said to him.
Kim, getting married, planning to have children, his restaurant, everything that would never happen now. A single tear made it down to his cheek. Which he absent mindedly wiped away with the back of his hand as he tried to think of some way to say he was sorry. At least in his mind.
As he started to stammer out some words, he stopped. His mind went blank as he started to realize something. He had wiped the tear off his cheek with the back of his hand.
His hand.
Not a charred claw, but his hand. His hand felt it as well as his cheek.
Feeling his face and head, he felt a normal face as well as hair where it had just been burned off. Still not believing what was happening; he felt his eyes and realized that his eyelids were closed.
Almost afraid to, he forced himself to open them. The vision of Kim remained but the background turn into a wavering blue. Almost as if he were seeing Kim's reflection in a swirling pool of water. He blinked and the swirling water came into focus as Kim's image faded.
Looking around, he saw that he was surrounded by a cylinder of moving water. He was standing right where he had been before being hit by the walls of flame. He was just as he had been before being burned alive. No damage at all. Even his uniform was spotless.
As Ron looked up from examining his uniform, he saw another wall of flame heading at him.
Instinctively, he started to close his eyes, but he wasn't quick enough.
When the flames came in contact with the spinning cylinder of water, they disappeared with a hiss.
"What the fu...." Ron started to say, but then he remembered the time he had made that remark in front of Sensei. The result had been a whack on the back of the head and a reminder that, "It takes more than fighting abilities to make a true Monkey Master. One must be able to think and reason. That is the difference between the Master and the monkey."
"Okay," said Ron to himself. "Break it down and figure it out. Water puts outs out the fire. That's normal. And the fire is hotter than Hell. This Hell fire is actually from the, ahh, inner Hell that is in Yori's mind. And that means that the water is actually.................ahh, mmmm, I don't know."
He reached out and touched the wall of water with his finger and then brought it to his mouth. It tasted salty, like tears. And then a flood of emotions hit him. Regret, love, friendship, comfort, and empathy.
Then the answer hit him. The tears he had shed over the love for Kim and desire to save Yori were protecting him like a shield. To prove his point, another wave of fire shot out at him, just to dissipate against his shield of tears.
He took a tentative step forward and the wall moved with him. He then outstretched his arms and pushed against it a little with his hands and it expanded out. "Okay. I have a flexible and portable shield. Now what do I do with it?"
He thought and a plan formed in his mind, but first, he had to find out how much time had passed since he entered Yori's mind. He used the communicator on his uniform to call Rufus.
"Rufus. How long has it been since I left the ship?"
"Why?" Rufus replied. "You just stepped in. It hasn't been more than 3 seconds."
"What?" said Ron.
"Remember," Rufus continued, "time in someone else's mind is non-linear. It is not a progression of cause to effect, but actually it is..."
"A big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey....stuff." Ron finished for Rufus. "Yeah, I remember that episode too. Okay. I'll call back in a few."
Ron's plan was simple, but in order for it to work, he would have to be in the center of her mind, or the middle of this world. With the "door," that he came through to his back, he started off, heading away from it. Timey-wimey or not, he knew he had to hurry and the flames all around him didn't help. He did notice that the ground behind him was being extinguished by his wall of tears and was leaving a trail. A trail looking like a gray mass, like hot clay, ready to be shaped.
He hadn't traveled long before the flames parted and Ron was looking at the path outside the Yamanouchi School. A woman was lying on the ground and small girl was bent over her crying her heart out. After one look at the woman's face, he knew what he was seeing. The woman's face was Yori's, but at the same time, it wasn't. This had to be Kiyone and the little girl was Yori. She remembered seeing her mother's death. Ron closed his eyes in sadness. When Steve Barkin had told Kim and him about Kiyone's murder, Ron had felt sorrow for Steve. He hadn't thought about Yori, if she had remembered it.
What a terrible thing for a little girl to carry with her for the rest of her life. He wanted to go to her and try and comfort her, but this was only a memory. When he tried to put his hand on her, it passed right through her.
There was nothing he could do here, so Ron moved on; trying to finish his quest. To save Yori from her own hell.
It wasn't too much further that the flames cleared again. He was in Yamanouchi again. This time he was in the school looking out of the main gate. He saw a man walking away. The little girl came running out, as if to catch the man. Once again, she was crying.
Sensei caught her and held her in his arms. There were tears in his eyes also, as he tried to comfort her.
The little girl was crying out. "Father!"
"Please come back!"
"I'm sorry!"
"I want to come with you."
"Please, don't leave me!"
"Father!?"
Ron saw the man stop. It looked like he was also crying, and then he moved on with his head down. He heard Sensei tell the little girl that her father had something very important to do and that he loved her with all his soul. It was because her father loved her that he had to go and do this thing.
The flames consumed the vision and Ron moved on, each step was a little harder to take; he was so weighed down with what he had seen.
He moved on and after a while started to wonder if he had veered from his target. He hadn't seen any of her visions for a while.
Just when he was about to back track, the flames swirled and formed into something that Ron never expected to see.
Himself.
The background was unclear, a swirling mist, but there he was. Then the mist settled and Ron knew where he was. His doppelganger moved into action as it fought Monkey Fist. But this wasn't the fight Ron remembered.
His mirror imaged was losing, badly. It appeared that Monkey Fist was just playing with it. The way a cat would play with a mouse.
Monkey Fist gave one final blow and DNAmy appeared from nowhere and aimed a hairy wand at his double.
HIs double looked like it was being electrocuted. A vaporous ghost image of it seemed to be sucked from its body and into the wand. After the vapor was sucked into the wand, Monkey Fist walked over to Amy and took the wand from her hand.
Just then Kim showed up and tried to take the wand from him, but a kick to her head sent her reeling to fall beside Ron's inert body.
Monkey Fist laughed at her and said, "You want to save him?" He then broke the wand in two, laughed again and said " Try to save him now little Miss Cheer leader."
Monkey Fist and Amy then turn and walked away leaving Kim crying over Ron's body.
"That's not how it happened!" said Ron to himself.
"That's not how the fight went and that's not what Kim told me happened after she showed up."
"Monkey Fist must have lied to Yori and for some reason, she believed It." concluded Ron.
He moved on quickly, not wanting to see Kim cry, even if it was a lie.
He had only taken a few steps before he heard Yori screaming out in pain. He moved quickly as he could, traveling with his cylinder of tears, towards the sound. What he came upon made him stop dead in his tracks.
Yori was tied naked to some sort of bondage table. She had a chip on her forehead and Monkey Fist was raping her. Ron could hear her screaming, but in the vision, her mouth was closed as she was staring straight up. Monkey Fist was laughing that sick maniacal laugh of his, as he continued to bang away at her. The harder he fucked her, the louder her mind screamed. The louder her mind screamed, the more he laughed and fucked her even harder.
Ron tried closing his eyes and putting his hands over his ears, but that was a futile effort. Nothing was real here except for Yori's Hell. The vision and screaming kept building inside his mind till he thought it was going to explode.
Finally, when he could stand it no longer and he did explode, with a single word.
"No!"
The word and the force of his emotion bounced around inside the Cylinder until it too exploded out, in one giant wave going out in all directions at the same time.
Like a hurricane wind snuffing out a candle, the wave moved out as fast as the sound that started it, leaving behind the neutral gray, smoldering mass.
Ron was aware of everything that was happening. It seemed that he was part of the wall. At first, it was a good thing till he realized that as the cylinder expanded out, he was being stretched with it. Or rather his consciousness was.
He was starting to feel like his old Stretch Armstrong toy. He wished he hadn't thought of that, remembering how Kim was trying it and accidently pulled it apart.
At the crotch.
He never thought of stopping it or even trying to slow it down, it was doing exactly what he wanted. Putting out the fires in Yori's mind. Kind of like slapping a hysterical person's face. He has a little practical experience with that.
All he wanted was a moment here, a chance.
Finally, when he thought he was as stretched as far as he could go, the cylinder wall stopped. It had gone as far as it could. The fires were out and for the second, everything was quiet.
Reaching out with invisible hands, he pulled.
And nothing happened.
"Come on Ron." he said to himself. “Gotta do this. Gotta do it now."
He reached out and pulled again and this time the wall moved.
A very little bit, but it did move.
"Okay. This time for real."
And the wall started moving back to him and did not stop leaving behind ..... nothing.
"Gotta concentrate. Make it take shape. Only got one shot at it."
As the cylinder continued contracting, it started losing its mass. It was being consumed to form the surroundings.
Its speed picked up as it got closer. When it had reached its predetermined spot that Ron had decided upon, it slowed and started leaving a different trail behind it. As Ron concentrated on what was to be formed, corridor, doors that go swoosh, warp engines, control s, quotes ran through his mind.
"He's dead Jim."
"Interesting."
"Yellow alert!"
"McGregor. I need more power."
"But Commander, I'm giving ya tall she's got. And the toilets are backing up! There's shite all over the place down here!"
"I need more power."
"Ya go-t it!"
As the last little bit of his cylinder of tears hit his shoes, Ron opened his eyes to see the world he had created in Yori's mind.
He was on the bridge of a punisher class patrol ship, from the TV show "Space Passage."
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