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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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Sorry. No sex but necessary for the story.

Bad guy explaining his grand plan.
Dedicated to Bob G. C. who is battling lung cancer. Good luck Bob.

Consciousness can sometimes be a very slippery thing as she was finding out. She was aware that she was being carried, but she didn’t know by whom or what. She couldn’t remember what had happened or even who she was. That knowledge just seemed to slip away from her when she tried to focus on it.
She tried opening her eyes a couple of times but all she could see was darkness with a blurry light at the end of a tunnel.
She decided to concentrate on something simple, so she went back to trying to remember her name.
Just as she started to think about that, she heard a man’s voice.

“Ah, Kim Possible. Welcome to my parlor said the monkey to the banana. I'll forego telling you how “appealing” it is to finally have you where I want you.”
Then the voice seemed to address someone else. ”Strap her into the ring.”
“Kim Possible. Her name was Kim Possible.” She thought to herself as she felt her hands and feet being fastened into some sort of mitts. She didn’t have any control over her body for some reason, so there wasn’t any way for her to resist.
"Kim Possible!?" she thought to herself, "No. That’s not right."
"Ann. Ann Possible!" That was her name. And with that realization, all of her memories came flooding back to her.
Dr Ann Possible, neurosurgeon, mother of three, married to James T. Possible. Her children's names were Kim, Jim and Tim. The three prong attack to distract Monkey Fist while Kimmie and Ron sneaking in through a back entrance to fight him. She was wearing a holographic necklace to make her look and sound like her daughter. Green contacts to hide her eye color. She was supposed to be impersonating her daughter. She was supposed to be a decoy!
But she wasn't supposed to have gotten this close to Monkey Fist!
"Remove the gas mask. I want to see her face." the man's voice said.
"Oh no." she thought. "Wade said that the holographic emitters would automatically cut out if something got in the way of their beams but they would start up again after the obstruction was removed. It might take a couple of seconds or so. It was amazing that the little package in her pocket, no bigger than the TV's remote control, could power and run them but Wade had said that it used a lot of the Lowardian technology that he and the twins salvaged."
But there would still be a couple of seconds that the disguise would be vulnerable as the emitters re-engaged.
She felt hands pulling at the gas mask. She held her head down so it could be pulled off from the back. (It was all she could do to hold it up at this point, still feeling the effects of the tranquilizer dart.)Hopefully that would hide her face while the emitters started up again.
After the mask was pulled off, she slowly counted to three and raised her head. She saw a man dressed in black standing looking over the contents of a table top. Fortunately, the man had his back to her.
They had fastened her, spread eagle, into a ring. Both her hands and feet were bound in some sort of mitts and there was a strap that went across the middle, attacked to both sides of the ring. It and held her waist in place. Just above where the straps attacked to the ring, it looked like it hinged forward. The whole thing looked like it could swivel.
Her body started to respond to her desires so she tried to see if she could get loose. The mitts were tight and even thought the ring looked like it was made of light weight materials, it held firm.
"Alright Ann, think. What would Kimmie do in such a situation?"
"Probably get herself loose and kick this guy's butt."

"Okay, that's not going to happen. I'm a doctor, not a martial artist."
"Have Wade override something or other and let her loose and then kick this guy's butt."

"That's a negative. I have no idea what happened to the Kimmunicator and even if he could get me free, I'm still a just doctor."
"Ron is with Kim and I have no other backup of any kind apparently."
Then it came to her. The one thing that Kim always said worked for her when everything seemed hopeless.
Stall!
Stall till something happens and an opening comes along. Get them to gloat while explaining their plan. Get them monologging!
"Alright Ann," she thought to herself. "You've got several PHDs. You’ve addressed thousands of students, explaining the ways the mind works while you've had your hands deep in someone's brain."
"Time to show this wanna be monkey man what he's up against in a verbal dual of wits."
When the man turned around and started walking towards her, Ann said, " Thow, blot thinisterd plop hab youb gab dish rine Mishtar Money Flish ?"
The man stopped and looked at her with a very puzzled look on his face. He looked almost as puzzled as Ann felt herself.
What in the hell was that?" she thought.
Monkey Fist, or rather the Yono, had gained all of Monty Fiske's memories when he took over his body completely. He knew from Fiske's memories from having used the tranquilizer before when tagging monkeys for research and having seen its effect on humans when some of his porters accidently got shot with it, that speech would be the last ability to return to her. So the slurred speech wasn't too much of a surprise. What was a surprise was that he couldn't recall her having addressed him as "Mister Monkey Fist," before. Ever!
Still, it could be she hasn’t fully recovered yet. Ah well.
“No, Miss Possible. I am not Monkey Fist or even Monty Fiske anymore for now I am “Yono, the destroyer.” he announced in a loud deep voice. The in a more casual voice he added. "Of course, I have decided to change that title to "Monkey Lord of the World." Yes, that will be a more appropriate title.” He almost said more to himself.

“Oh, but I haven’t forgotten you.” he said directly to Ann. “Your new title will be the Monkey Lord's whore or maybe concubine. A title that is most fitting for the reincarnated form of Fire Fox that evolved into one of the people that I most loathe.”

"But you, like the rest of your associates, have all fallen into my trap, which will give me the most powerful army in the history of the world and with it I will be able to complete the transformation of myself and remake everything on the face of the earth!" He laughed uncontrollably and started hopping from floor, to the table to a stage floor behind him and back to the floor again.
After calming himself he said, “The effects of the tranquillizer should have worn off by now so you should be able to talk without sounding like a drunken baboon.”
Ann thought to herself, "Got keep him talking and try to keep him off balanced. Not let him build up a full head of steam. Bounce his line of thought around."
After clearing her throat, she looked at him and asked, "Why are you still speaking with an English accent?"
The Yono look at her with a perplexed expression and asked. "Do What?"
"Well, if you're not Monkey Fist or Monty Fiske but you're the Yono, shouldn't you be talking with a monkey accent or something?" asked Ann.
The Yono looked at her and wonder with all the questions in the world she could have asked, why did she asked that one.

"Humans can be so exasperating." he thought with resignation. "Oh well. They won't be around that much longer anyway."
"Imagine if you will, a thief breaks into a house and finds the owner there along with all of the proper papers declaring him to be the owner. The thief, knocks the owner out, ties him up, locks him in a steamer trunk and then locks the trunk in the basement of the house. Now the house and everything in it belong to the thief. All of the books, records, CDs and DVDs, all of the clothes and even the magazine subscriptions now belong to the thief. I am that thief. It will take me a while to rearrange the furniture and move all of my things into the house, but I when finished it will be my home. It will take a few more magic enchantments to restore more of my abilities in, but for now, I think I can manage."
“What do you mean by ‘more of your abilities?’” asked Ann.

“Right now, in this physical form, I have limited magical abilities. Turning people into stone for one and dominating lesser beings minds for another. Flight and a few other specialties, will require several specific magical ceremonies to restore.” And then he added with a very sinister smile aimed at Ann, “And those ceremonies will require very special components.”
“Change the subject, change the subject.” thought Ann.
“You said we have all fallen into your trap. Does that mean that you anticipated our attacks?”
“Of course. You, Team Go, Global Justice and even those dolts from Yamanouchi, are all crucial to my plan. There is just one person missing that would make everything complete. Your mother, Dr Ann Possible. ” the Yono replied.
Now it was Ann’s turn to be caught off balanced. She asked, “What sort of a plan do you have that involves me .. ah ..my mother?”
"Oh, please don't tell me that you haven't concluded that I have an assistant." he said as he indicated a person Ann hadn't noticed standing in the shadows. "Please, step into the light so Miss Possible can better see you."
Into the light stepped a plump looking woman that Ann vaguely recognized, even without the micro chip on her forehead. She had to think for a moment then she remembered meeting the woman on Kim’s high school snow skiing field trip. “Amy Hall?”
“Doctor Amy Hall or DN Amy. One of the world’s foremost bio-geneticist.” corrected the Yono. “I had to have her remove her enhancements. She was starting to affect this body and my reactions to her. I also had to use the 2nd mind control chip on her. She didn’t approve of my plans and was becoming unreliable.”
“I still don’t understand what you need mm……….my mother for.”
“Hmmm. Maybe you’re not as quick as I formerly thought you were.” he said in a drool tone.
“Very well. I shall try a different way of explaining it to you. I do feel I owe it to you considering what will happen to you or rather it will make my revenge that much sweeter.”
“Have you ever heard of the French author, Pierre Boulle?”
Ann thought for a couple of seconds. She had heard that name before. She had written a paper on a novel he had written when she was in college. It was her professor’s favorite book.
“Yes.” was her reply. “He wrote, The Bridge on the River Kwai.”
“Very good. They still seem to teach something in colleges. Yes, he did write that novel. He also wrote a book entitled, “The Monkey Planet.” It was fictional account set in the future where a space expedition to a distant star cluster landed on a planet and found a very modern society run by monkeys. The astronauts were welcomed and the entire world celebrated their visit.”
“Eventually, a monkey archeologist showed them his diggings and with it signs that a previous civilization had existed but had died out. That previous civilization was mankind.”
“When they made it back to earth, they were met by a General in the Army. A simian General. All of mankind had become extinct across the universe and monkeys had inherited all of creation.”
“I don’t ever recall a novel by that name.” answered Ann which seemed to let some air out of the Yono’s presentation.

“Pierre Boulle’s publisher felt that monkey’s weren’t very threatening so he had Boulle rewrite and rename it. It later became “The Planet of the Apes.” Maybe you’ve heard of that.”
“But what does this have to do with brain surgery?”
“Using monkey DNA, Dr Hall will be able to convert the all of the members of Global Justice into my monkey scientists.

Combining that same DNA with the special abilities of Team Go and the ninja force from Yamanouchi to build an army that no puny human army can hope to withstand. Imagine a legion of monkey Shego’s, with the strength of Hego capable of multiplying themselves on the spot with the abilities of the Wegos, and all of them with superior intellect and my leadership.” At this point the Yono broke into a fit of laughter and when it ended, he continued as if teaching a class.
“Of course right now my power of dominating lesser beings’ minds is limited. I will need your mother to do certain surgical procedures on some of them to reduce their free will and make them more docile, thus making them more easily controlled. Only my scientists and laboratory staff of course. I was thinking of the leucotomy procedure, but she may have other suggestions.”
“A lobotomy?” cried Ann, repulsed at the thought. “You want her to lobotomize those people?”
“Ah, you are familiar with the term, Miss Possible. Yes. Only till they have manufactured enough of the mind control chips to ensure total obedience. After that, the procedure will no longer be required because I will have my army.”
The Yono turned and pointed directly at Ann, still thinking she was Kim. “And you will be turned into a monkey as well and complete the transformation that the Amulet of the Monkey King started. I realize it now that I am free of the influence of that little bit of Toshimiru’s spirit that this body got when it received the Magical Monkey Power, but you are the reincarnation of Fire Fox. The one monkey that I loved. The one monkey that betrayed me. You will have the joy of receiving my vengeance. Your mind will know everything that is going on, and you will be helpless to do anything about it. In time, you will bear my children and when this body becomes old, I shall simply transfer my chi-ez into one of our offspring, thus I will become the immortal king of all monkey-dom. Ha ha ha ha.” He said as he went into another fit of laughter.
When he was done, Ann said in a tone hoping to bust his balloon, “In order to accomplish those goals, you will need a modern genetic research facility and laboratory. Something I doubt that you will find down here in these abandoned tunnels.”
“Ah, but your government converted these tunnels into a bomb shelter, a Presidential bomb shelter at that. You’d be surprised what they included down here in this multi-level facility.”
“When Dr Hall was building her laboratory to bring Monkey Fist back to life, she had already found this facility to use as a backup.

While building that lab, she updated the ones down here so we have everything we need, including enough food rations to last several years. Why there is even a presidential train in the lowest level that can transport an army to any of the other shelters created by your government. We will be able to attack anywhere and anytime we want. Now what do you have to say about those bananas Missy?”
Ann’s mind raced trying to see a flaw in his plans. Ron had told her what Dr Hall had done to Rufus and Mr. Barkin so long ago, that the idea of combining DNA to form the “perfect” monkey warrior with all of those abilities seemed feasible. If it were true about the labs, food and train, then the Yono’s plans might well work.
Seeing she had no come back, no retort of any kind, the Yono smiled a very sinister smile and turn back to the table. When he turned back to Ann, he had a very ornate and sharp looking knife in his hand. If his smile could have gotten any more evil looking, Ann didn’t know how.
The Yono the said, “Now, let us get back to serious business, or should I say "monkey business."”

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