Disclaimer: I do not own the franchise "Kim Possible". Originally created by Mark McCorkle and Bob Schooley it is full property of Disney. Any similiarities with real people or existing stories are coincidential and not intended if not mentioned.

About the Story:

"Kim Possible The Agent's Legend" was originally written as a German story back in 2008. As fan of the franchise with a thing for sequels I wanted to entertain with more story about the world and its characters. Unfortunately I have never had the time to finish the story, though the ideas are here and to reach more fans I finally decided to translate it in English. The rules like for dialogues might not be 100% right at the moment because of the differences between English and German though I have put a lot of effort into it. Should I notice more I will be sure to update it.

The story has over 20 chapters/episodes and will also be uploaded on another website where I can upload appropriate fan art for it. If you are interested in seeing it, feel free to write me a message. I will be glad about any comment, no matter where it is written so if you are just interested in the story itself and want to read and maybe comment about it here, feel free to do so. I will read all of them.

That being said, enjoy the story!

I. New Life Sparks (Last Update/Correction:Sep 23rd 2018)

Short summary: A sweet little story about Kim and Ron trying to find some time for each other after the invasion - yet a mission awaits. This time it is more one for Ron. But how can Kim deal with her fear for him?

Once more the world was saved. Once again the legendary heroine managed to hinder the worst from happening just to relax for a while from her daily dose of heroic doings while still staying so modest.

And yet ... as soon as things seemed to finally be peaceful, new things and trouble slowly approaches. Such is the fate of her, whose life is not the common one with every day promising to be a new and exciting adventure.

Sun was about to rise. A loud and resounding noise rang next to the girl's ears. A few seconds later she turned off the alarm, yawning and with the intent to turn around and snooze for at least a bit longer. It was not for long, then her lids suddenly and widely opened. Surprised she had a look out of the window to see how the already awakened neighborhood was doing. On the other side of the streets some dog was taken for a walk, a boy was kinda demotivated doing his job to deliver newspaper and more than just a few lights were already lit up in other houses.

"Oh noes! Hurry, girl!" Kim sleepily groaned and jumped off her bed. With her messy, red-brown hair and her lightblue heart-pajamas she swiftly passed by her two younger brothers, claiming the upper bath room for herself. "Hey!" one of them wanted to complain, clearly not amused about this move.

"I wanted to go in there!"

However, apart from a stressed "Sorry, no time - meet up with Ron!" her moody brother Tim got back nothing from his big sis. A while later, still in time though, she came out: Showered, dried hair, teeth brushed and with her clothes fully changed. To save some time she did not really mind what she should wear this time so she just chose to go with what Ron knew her the best with: Her olive-green top which just was destined to be paired up with her blue pants. "Gotta go!" she said and vanished back into her room, still with how much time was left in mind - and again almost running over her siblings. All that was left to be put on was her little accessory, reminding of a wristwatch. Not even paying attention to what her brothers grumbled she was already on her way downstairs.

"Mornin', Kimmie!" her mother greeted her, turning around in the kitchen to face her girl. Though with shorter red hair, she still looked so much like an older version of Kim. Just as always she already wore her doc's coat. Ready to go for her early shift in the morning she even had left her seat at the breakfast table, leaning against the kitchen's counter while finishing her last cup of coffee. Kim's father on the other hand still sat right on his chair with his face buried in the newspaper. He did not even have the opportunity to properly greet his daughter. Right when he was about to say "Well, Kimmie ...," the girl cut in:

"Morning, Mom! Morning, Dad! Sorry, about to see Ron! Later!"

Before they could even realize what just happened Kim had already left to enter their recently rebuilt garage. The Possibles did their best to recover from their houses destruction through the alien invasion as quickly as they could and with their connections and friends their home was back in old glory even faster than imagined.

Kim could gladly catch a breath. At first she was a bit hectic but everything was fine with her now sitting in her purple car, the "Sloth". She drove down the road, eagerly awaiting what might happen today. With her and Ron having graduated and soon going to college, she wanted to spend every moment with her boyfriend whenever possible.

Meanwhile not all that far away ...

With Earth being devastated from the sudden intergalactic robot attack, scars and ruins should burn it in people's minds for a long time. In cities, destroyed and in which even on these days still hordes of spider-like, metallic colossi were lying around like sleeping giants, people worked together hard to hopefully make some progress and bring them back to their old shape. Not all that long ago it would have been unthinkable that he proudly would walk inbetween the ruined place that now barely looked like one of the many streets of Tri-City anymore. The blue skin that made it impossible for him to be confused with someone else did not come from massive exhaustion though. The scar below his right eye, the grin that could give children nightmares and the night-blue lab coat all gave an absolutely wrong impression because this man no longer was the same way he once was known for. A young, beautiful woman followed his steps, wearing a green dress. It was especially that woman that had quite a hard time to get used to all of this.

"So, Dr. D. ..." she called out for her formerly evil rogue boss while pulverising some larger boulders in their way through unleashing a barrage of energy beams from her hand.

"What is it exactly we are here for?"

She looked around, still not really believing it. That out of all people she, Shego, would come back to help others. It seemed to be worth it though, she noticed - after all the planet barely slipped away from a very probably alien domination if it was not for her and Drakken as well as Kim and Ron. She did not really like admitting it though.

"We are gonna make things right, Shego!" Drakken explained. This time he had not even his ordinary grumpy look - he looked as motivated as Shego only knew him when he was very confident about one of his plots. Commanding his red-clothed henchmen to carry around all the rubbish way more than actually helping was also something that Shego immediately recognized. Still, something about him was different from before and it felt weird for her.

"O-Okay, well ...," Shego tried finding the right words, while raking her fingers through her wavy, long and black hair, "... what do you want with that?!" she asked with one eyebrow risen. Drakken pointed with one of his newest devices that was attached to his back and ended with a tube in his hand with which he pointed towards one of the boulders.

"I have decided to allow Global Justice to use my Hypolenator Mutagene, Shego! With this it is going to be way easier and faster to re-grow the plants!"

"Also ...," he continued, "... the new plants can help to rebuild the city! Just look, Shego!"

Drakken aimed for some pale spots on the ground. The canister on his back that contained some liquid, similiarly coloured as Shego's poisonously-green looking energy spheres, became emptier and emptier. Within seconds bushes and vine grew there. The additional effect also was extremely unusual: While spreading, the plants cleared the path, following Drakken's will. Same man, now absolutely confident, probably too confident for Shego, arms akimbo, smiled.

"And that's good for what? Who wants to live with such plants?",Shego asked sceptical. For her it once more seemed like one of his other plans: Not too shabby in single steps, with one or two essential flaws though. Now that she said it he also rose his unibrow. Shego could judge from his surprised facial expression that he indeed did not think about this before. "Uh ... well now, Shego ...," he tried to distract her, "... that is what Global Justice does its research for, of course!" He was also turning his back to her again so she could no longer see his face. Walking down the streets he thought about how he had no actual idea how much of his excuse would be true. Shego only shook her head with an amused smile. His typical characteristic of acting prematurely was shown once more. Then the both of them continued.

Not even ten minutes had passed when Kim arrived with her super-tech vehicle at the parking area of the Bueno Nacho. Above the door a big banner was hung up on their sombrero roof, saying "Grand Reopening". Kim entered through the glas door, already noticing how many people enjoyed being able to visit this place again. It was then as well when she heard the happy "Hey, K.P.!" from her boyfriend.

And there he was sitting on their usual place already: Ron Stoppable, a blonde guy with freckles below his eyes and seemingly unspectacular for some. Not for Kim though. Guided by his waving hand and a smile she missed she had a seat at the same table, followed by a morning kiss the two never left out. Before she could even look, Ron had already brought everything to their place. He even disregarded his obligatory nacho menu in favor of bringing her her salad. Kim waited until they were ready, then with a long "Sooo ..." she started their talk.

"Anything new?"

Ron's gaze on his tablet could have hardly been called enthusiastic. He took one of the nachos, covered in molten cheese. "Well ...," he began talking, "Mister B.'s bothering me for this whole week already: 'Stoppable, just cause you're not my student anymore it doesn't mean that you don't have anything to work on while I'm around!'"

The nacho box emptied in record-time. "And only because I once argued with the parrots in the pet department!" he said. "I mean, really, is it my fault they have to disagree with me all the time?!"

Ron's hairless little friend Rufus, the naked mole-rat, jumped out of the nacho boxx. His little mouth was covered in cheese when he gave his friend an agreeing "Uhuh!" squeak. The boy's girlfriend was seemingly amused. "Ha, ha, you got that right! Someone's gotta tell them!" Kim joked. That was just how her Ron was.

Even if it was just them talking about something this trivial they enjoyed their time together and time went by. The tablets were blank yet they continued their chat. Just listening to what Ron had to say, she lost her focus the moment the Kimmunicator on her wrist beeped. "Oh! Just wait!", she told Ron with a regretful look. "What's the sitch, Wade?" Kim answered the call.

"Hey, Kim! Hi, Ron!" their little genius friend greeted them back from the other side of the Kimmunicator after noticing the couple was together in the Bueno Nacho. Ron swiftly responded, then Wade began explaining their next mission.

"Bad news for you two ...," he tried to be sensitive. "Someone asked for your help on your website, Kim! There was a burglary in the museum!"

"What was stolen?" Kim asked interested but Wade just replied, "We just know that the burglar looked for something, not if something was actually stolen! I'm sorry, Kim!"

Kim sighed but was as resolute as always. Of course she would help. She loved helping people - just wished crime would have a better time. Like, never. Or at least not when she wanted to spend some lovey-dovey time with Ron. "Come on, let's go!" she told Ron, grabbed his arm and pulled him away from his newly ordered Naco. "Wha-? He-Hey?!" he responded shocked about this waste that he didn't even get the chance to take with them.

"We just knew each other for such a short time ...," Ron mourned on their way to the museum. "What do you mean, Ron? We know since kindergarten!" Kim answered but with Ron saying, "Not us! Me and the Naco! I still wanted to eat it!" she couldn't help but crack another smile. With Ron's goofy comment she realized their private time may have been interrupted but at least they still had time they could spend together. They then made a quick stop at their house. Hoping their would be no sitch as well as getting sure she would not be late in the morning she had none of her mission clothes brought with her. They then changed and continued their drive.

"There it is!" Kim said, heavily braking at the building for historical exhibitions. The door of the entrance was completely destroyed, a few glas cases were now decorating the floor as shattered pieces. However, the items were still there, lying on the ground as well. "Geez, must have been important for whoever that was!" Kim wondered. "Ah, thank God, Miss Possible!" the curator welcomed them relieved. "Nice to see you again. Have you found out anything already?" Kim asked just to immediately get back a nod from him.

"Yes, please follow me."

The teenage heroine and her boyfriend were led away from the thrashed place covered in glas and clay to be shown a safe room. It was obviously blown open and the door was missing. Inside there was a pedestal with an open chest. There was nothing in it however. "The Hand of Zeus! It was stolen!" the curator told them indignatly. "It's one of our oldest and most valuable items!"

"Hand of Zeus?" Ron asked. "And what's it there for? Shooting lighting?"

Kim just rolled her eyes amused about her boyfriend's more honest than sarcastic question.

"It is said to be an ancient gauntlet. The gems on it are worth as much as the glove itself!" the curator explained this loss. "And yet, now that you mention it ... it is actually said to have hidden powers. If one is capable of using them it could have really bad consequences!"

Kim was used to such "bad consequences" already, as she thought - hearing such a thing was not new for her. "Okay, let's check the area!" she told them, scanning everything with the help of her little wrist accessory. "Found anything, Wade?" she promptly asked just to get his "Not yet but send me some pictures. I'll see what I can do" back. "Please and thank you!" she replied, made some pictures and turned off the Kimmunicator. Then she went back to the curator to say goodbye for now.

"Okay, we'll tell you once we have found him!"

"Thank you very much, Miss Possible!" the curator answered, putting his hands together to show his appreciation. A bit worried about the not too clear circumstances the young couple left. This case was in Wade's hands for now and their private day should be continued instead.

Running through the mall at noon, peeking through the windows of some stores for new things they eventualy stopped at one of them. "Can we go in there for a moment?" Kim asked Ron while pointing at the clothing store "Club Banana". Ron did not say anything - of course he would go with her. But he also wanted to take his mind off the other stuff as well.

"Hey, Monique!" Kim greeted her best friend. "Hi, Kim. Dragged Ron with you today?" Monique answered grining. Ron just gave a short "Heyah ..." back. Though not actually saying it, he wanted to leave with Kim as soon as they could and be alone with her. Just spitting out a short "So, are they here yet, Monique?" she eagerly awaited good news about the newly delivered clothes. Nonetheless she had to stay strong with the upcoming disappoinment. "Not yet, Kim. Sorry, I'll call you once they're here," Monique tried to console her. She knew how interested Kim was in this collection. Meanwhile in the background Rufus jumped out of one of Ron's pockets onto a clothes rail to show his friend some shirts. "Nah ...," Ron responded, not even being impressed by one of his little buddy's suggestions.

"Well? Whatcha two doing for the rest of the day?" Kim's friend asked while bending over the counter with an obvious gaze at Ron. Same Ron roamed the store, grunting, "No, that one neither ..." from time to time.

"Uh, well. I guess we'll just look around for a bit," Kim said to Monique with a deploring tone. "Wade could call us back anytime."

Monique was sure she would have the right idea. "Oh, you mean because of the thing that happened in the museum?" she asked.

"Yeah and Wade hasn't found out too much about it," Kim told her. "Apparently it was not one of our old acquaintances either. We haven't heard of them in a while."

Her colleague agreed. Then, not longer looking at Ron she whispered: "And now you two got no time for yaselves, huh?" Kim just sighed as much as her boyfriend - she had to be this honest to herself: It was just a matter of time until the new sitch would force them to cancel their private time on this day. "Well, then see ya! Have fun together as long as ya can!", Monique suggested her best friend.

"Thanks, Monique. See ya!" Kim said while turning around and leaving with Ron.

In Kim's eyes it did not matter if Wade would call them or not - she would still try to make the best out of this day together with Ron. So instead of waiting for her old friend, the young high-tech genius, beeping them again, she actually had more of a long term plan. This was why she asked Ron, while exiting a bakery: "Say, do you want to go to the cinema?"

Ron had no objections. "Mmh ... moph morph. Miph mu momph!" he told her with his muffin almost falling out of his mouth. Kim took him by his hand and the smileon her face finally returned. Still looking through the shop windows and with their new plan it was a seemingly bad time when Wade called them only a few minutes later. Kim did not answer the call very excited: "What's the sitch, Wade?"

"I have followed a few traces, Kim. But there was not much I was able to find out about whoever it was. He or she has done that job very thoroughly," Wade explained.

"So it was an expert, huh?" Kim concluded.

"Yes. And from what it looks like the burglar's movement was very athletic. There have been some footprints on both the ground and even the walls," her genius friend continued.

"So that means ...," Kim began to speak with Wade cutting in: "Right, with such weird traces and after analysing the broken doors I can definitely say this person must be a really good martial artist."

"What? Again?" Ron mourned. Now that one archenemy who was a great martial artist was gone, this person came.

"You have to be really careful, guys. The traces seem to not make any sense going by all styles I could think of," Wade said worried, "he or she must have been schooled in something way more special. And the destruction was caused completely without any explosives. You should definitely put on your batte suit before we find this person, Kim!"

"Alright, we'll stay in contact, thanks Wade!" Kim ended the call. Her boyfriend already accepted at this point that they would have to stop for now. However once Kim's attention went from the Kimmunicator back to him, a sweet "Sooo ... shall we?" brought him back to their personal heaven. They stayed for a while before ultimately sitting in cinema.

The screen flickered in front of them. With his arm around Kim's shoulders Ron did not mind watching one of those "schmaltzy" movies as he called them. He enjoyed more their actual time together now than anything else. "Be right back, KP", he said, noticing his coke was empty. "You need somethin'?"

"Mhh, no but hurry," she told him and continued to look at the screen again.

"Oh man, really, why now?" the blond boy lamented with his head hanging. The queue was way too long for his taste. "Ooh! Look at that, Rufus!" he told his little friend though, finding a new nacho special for a really good deal. "Uhuhu, yummy!" Rufus squeaked. This was an opportunity they would not miss - it was a matter of honor, so Ron's "Well, in this case it would be impolite to not try it out!" was reason enough to join the rest.

Beyond all that in the cinema auditorium Kim now started regretting her answer. "Oh no ...," she said to herself after grabbing nothing but air in that popcorn bag. She even made sure to have a look into it if she forgot something. She didn't though. Courling her lips and bracing her cheek against her hand she was waiting for Ron. Her other fingers impatiently tipped rhythmically like a metronome on the armrest.

"Here, you can have mine if you like to."

Surprised that someone spoke to her, Kim turned around. Behind her there was a young, blue-eyed man. The really unusual part of his looks was his chin-long white hair, shimmering in the flickering light. Kim hesitated - but for a reason she could not figure out at that time, she actually accepted.

"Oh, thank you! That is really nice of you," she replied honestly, taking a few pieces of popcorn out of the charming guy's bag. He even moved it like she could have it all but that was a step to far for Kim to go. "Oh, no thank you. That's really not necessary," she told him. As a matter of fact she questioned herself already anyway to even take something from a complete stranger. But this guy's mysterious gaze and smile alone easily convinced her. And yet, she did not really care about if he knew her from hearing about her or simply was interested in her. In her eyes, she should only turn around as quickly as possible again. And of course, she thought she should not be to impressed from just his smile.

At this point the girl already realized that she actually had been impressed way too far by this stranger's aura.

Wait time was over and Ron took a breather. Too return to his girlfriend soon who probably was mad at him already for taking so long he spat out his order in record time: "So, I choose the nacho special, a grand-sized coke and..."

Then something near boomed. Ron stood still there pointing at the menu board, lookin perplexed. Everyone else already ran out of the hall or hid somewhere. A few of them risked a peek in direction of the big, gaping and smoking where the door was seconds ago. The silhouette of a person gradually became visible within the cloud of dust and smoke. Now even a klutz like Ron payed attention. The one in the cloud approached him. "Are you Ron Stoppable?" he wanted to know.

Now even the rest of the guests went to fly a kite. Some curious people that were watching one of the movies on the other hand actually came in to see what was going on. The staff members came back with the manager. "What is all this about?" he demanded an answer but nothing came back. The two other men standing in front of each other had their own business going on.

"Listen, buddy. I don't know who you are but can't ya just take the door like every other normal person?"

Ron's question left the unknown one unfazed. "Hur, hur, hur!" he began laughing.

"But I did!"

The rest of the rest if the cloud vanished and the silhouette got an actual face: It was a man, seemingly older than Ron. He had wild black hair, wore a headband and a white gi. Shoes must have been unknown to him, as Ron thought, looking at his bare feet. The man did not wait long but repeated his earlier question.

"Well, now ...," he slowly phrased his question once more, "are you Ron Stoppable?!"

"Yes, I am!" Ron said promptly. "What do you want from me?" Meanwhile he pointed at his scrawny self that was half of the man he was talking with. He could not even properly register what happened, then he already fell as the other one just stomped and the ground before Ron opened up.

"Man, who is this guy?" Ron asked himself now that he witnessed the enormous power of the stranger. He stood up, pat away the dirt on his pants and looked at the martial artist again. Same guy was grining and waiting for what Ron might do next. Kim's boyfriend though, in typical Ron-Style, just held his arms in front of his body, swiftly waving and nervously smiling. "I don't know who you are ...," Ron began, "... but I'd say everything can be spoken about ... eh, he, he, he ..." Intimidated, he tried to smartly slip out of this situation. Then he spotted something: The right hand of the unknown man was equipped with a golden gauntlet covered with rubies. "You ...," Ron immediately concluded, "... you are the burglar who broke into the museum!"

"A burglar, hah! If there is no use for such a thing then people do not deserve having such a weapon! But that is not important. This right here and now is about you and me!"

The blond boy just stood there not knowing what to make of this answer the criminal martial artist gave him.

"Uh, yeah. And what is it that you want again?"

Ron should get his answer and it was an impressive one: The other man changed to a battle stance and mockingly challenged him, saying: "You are the master of the Tai-Shing-Pek-Kwar and the Mystical Monkey Powers?! Well, then fight with me!"

The entire theatre was bursting of excitement. While Kim had noticed what happened around her, there were still a few that ignored it. One of them was the guy sitting behind her. Her eyes followed some of the people leaving the auditorium. Once again she could hear his voice: "You must be busy all the time, right? Being able to find some for yourself must be nice."

"Uhm, yes," Kim said. She wanted to be polite but for some reason she could not resist anyway. The way this guy spoke made her understand at least a bit why she accepted taking something from him. She also turned around to him a second time, with him having distratced her. Who is this guy? Was he here all the time?, Kim wondered. It could have been that she did not notice him because of his pitch-black shirt or because she only payed attention to Ron but somehow this was weird for her. She still did not really understand all that much why she even looked at him again. Could it have been his sensitiveness or just the thought of maybe getting rid of him as quickly as possible before she would see that he just wanted to trick her - she really had no idea. Still, there was something about him. Fascinating and also ominous. Even how he looked at her was so different. She did not really want to end the conversation but at the same time she did not know what this strange feeling was. For some reason unknown to her he had an alluring effect. She even smiled now - actually meaning it as she felt nothing bad about him.

"People tend to forget who they are when just focusing on other things. And one day ... they look back and regret their loss."

His appearance seemed to be somewhat superior to that of just other people. In a way he seemed to be advanced, even if it was a thing of mentality. Kim already suspected that he might live very similiar to her. But she did not know how to compare herself to others, after all, even while being an ordinary girl in some aspects, there were plenty of things that were not all that normal about her. Her fascination had no end though. "Just look at them," the white-haired guy said, nodding in direction of those running out of the room.

"They did not plan to get out of the movie. As far as our life is concerned ... we always have to decide for ourselves what we cherish the most ... in many aspects. You should always be sure about what you really want, Kim Possible."

All that said, he was still smiling. Now that he mentioned it, Kim's gaze followed the others again. She was thinking about a lot of what he said. He had a point and was pretty knowledgable, not simple at all. She also now for the first time really pondered why they were all leaving for real as well as what kind of noise that was before. And where the heck is Ron?, Kim wondered. She swiftly jumped off her seat, turned around and wanted to thank the young man: "Uh, thank you again for the ..."

The man was gone.

"... Popcorn ..."

Not knowing how he did that she got even more confused. Then she thought that maybe he just said all that because he was well aware of what happened outside. All that did not matter for her though. The only thing she knew was that as he said, she had her priorities and now wanted to look for Ron. Some premonition already came to her mind though ...

It was one of the very rare occasions when Ron was actually confronted for his abilities instead of Kim. "Lemme see if Yamanouchi is right about you!" the martial artist yelled. Now Ron completely got lost. With this the boy knew how that man knew about him but he did not know how the burglar could know the secret school of Ninjitsu itself. He was like overwhelmed by the entire situation but he could feel there was this enemy that was very strong and experienced. And he did not want to engage in some kind of battle. It was even now that he looked very shy and even a bit frightened. "Sorry, pal ...," he tried to convince him once more. "I really don't know who you are but Monkey Powers or not, I am just a normal guy, not a fighter." Within the blink of an eye together with the grining coming closer and closer, Ron just saw how a fast uppercut made him lose his ground again.

"Aah!"

He could react just in time. "Uaah!" a peeping sound could be heard when Rufus fell out of his pocket. Like completely swapped out, Kim's boyfriend changed. He found his balance, and put a finger on his lip just to see that it actually bled. This had gone far enough in his eyes. All shiness was lost and transformed into anger. "Okay! You should not have done that!" he told his opponent upset and, spreading his arms, took on his own battle stance.

Kim finally reached the hall and tried to squeeze through the mass of people who just were peeping, not doing anything. "Ron!" she shouted shocked and ran towards him. Ron however stopped her.

"Kim, stay away!" he told her worried about her safety.

Kim immediately stood still. "Uh ... what?, she asked him. Ron knew his girlfriend had done a lot of great things but that he actually had done such a thing was something she almost never actually saw. "But ...," she wanted to intervene. Ron tried to reassure everything would be fine.

"Don't worry, Kim! I got this!"

He was confident about it. With this Kim was not just worried about him but actually admired him. Admiration, that he stood his ground instead of running away. However she was not too sure that this was the right moment for it.

"Now come at me!" Ron told the criminal one. "Just so you know, I was the Mad Dog!"

"Mad indeed!" his enemy said. "Cause you have completely lost it!"

That was enough for Ron. "Haah!" Dashing in his opponent's direction, faking movement to the left and trying a powerful blow from the right, he actually hit nothing.

"Tah ... I knew it," the burglar mocked him disappointed.

Though already controlling his own powers a bit, Ron still could not help it. He was hit by the guy's punch that directly aimed at the stomach of Kim's boyfriend. He slumped with nothing but an "Uuh ...!"

"Ron!" Kim screamed scared and now tried to run to him once more. She had to jump back again though to dodge something she recognized as a lightning bolt. In an instant she knew where it came from. Lowering his glowing right arm that he targeted Kim with, the man now payed attention to Ron again.

"I give you a last chance. I dare you to fight me tomorrow again. At noon in the park west of here. If you don't come I will destroy more until you reconsider your decision."

Right while turning around to leave, the martial artist said: "If you want, take your little girfriend with you. You will need some help."

Then he left bevor the cops arrived. Kim ran to her friend and helped him to stand up.

"Oh, Ron ... are you alright?"

She held him up while he, panting, tried to respond.

"Yah, KP ... I'm fine ..."

"Oh, Ron ...," Kim said sad. "Why did you do that?"

Caring for him, she wiped the blood off his mouth. Ron, ashamed, just stayed silent. The masses disappeared to leave the place and get home.

"Well, we'll show this guy who's boss!" Kim said angry and frowning during their drive home. She wanted to be sure this guy would pay for what he did to Ron. The theft even was secondary for her in this case. Ron sometimes mourned with a soft "Mhm ..." but while recovering and partly listening to her, he noticed something else: Just like she wanted to fight for him and with him, her safety was way more important for him. It was only natural for him that he told her to stay away in the battle earlier. Therefore he also could not accept that she would fight together with him in such a dangerous fight. She was Kim Possible but she also was his girlfriend. Kim stopped unexpectedly when Ron tried to tell her how he felt:

"I have to fight him, KP ... alone."

"What? Don't be silly, Ron!" Kim said, not believing what she had just heard. She could still see how he collapsed like a house of cards. Ron also had been in danger in many missions with her before. This time however she could almost feel the pain herself, with the bond being even stronger than ever since they became a couple. She did not want him to be embarassed like this next time. Ron insisted on doing that without her though.

"Please. Kim. This guy is really strong ... and I ... I don't want want ...," Ron weeped with a sad look at her, "... I don't want anything bad happen to you."

Kim was deeply moved, almost moved to tears. "Oh, Ron ...," she said. She very well shared similiar thoughts but about him. When she looked at his sparkling eyes that reflected his wish to protect her, she remembered the moments whenever Ron was here for her: She could count on him since the day they had met but there were those special situations like the one against the Lowardians where Kim was almost defeated. And when she had seen Ron or just some moments ago when he was fighting that other guy, she knew that he really meant it. She tried to feel with him as much as she could and layed a hand on his shoulder. Breathing deeply she looked at him, this time not sad or doubting but with an encouranging smile. Then she told him: "Alright Ron ... if that is what you really want."

She respected his wish and that she understood him brought back a feeling of relied for Ron. "Thanks, KP ...," he said and tried to smile just as she did.

Right when they stood before Kim's home door Ron really wanted to find some fitting words of how he felt. Enlightened by the moon shine the girl's lovely face made it really hard for him to look directly at her. She was wonderful in Ron's eyes. Stunningly beautiful and that took away his words even more. Kim just waited for what he had to say. "What's the matter, Ron?" she tried to make him answer. He just scratched the back of his head shily. Even though he was a goof so often and a guy who did not care about what others thought about him, the young couple's relationship showed many facettes only the two of them would see of each other.

"Uhm, yah, well ..."

He still tried to not look at her and instead was enjoying the beauty of the ground below them. "Thanks," he finally said then.

Kim grined. Ron, how he was, his ron-ness was what she wanted and needed. She opened the door then and kissed him goodbye. "Good night," she said after the soft kiss on his lips. "Night, KP,"was all he had to say, dreamingly watching how she went into the house. Even though he was aware that somehow Kim would at least somewhat know how he felt without him properly telling her, he wondered if he probably should have really talked to her. He went home, not knowing that Kim on the other side of the door was leaning against it, sighing sadly.

"Huh ..."

She was ashamed of herself. She tried to encourage him even though she still worried so much

At Ron's ...

"Rufus, just what shall I do?"

Ron was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. His little mole-rat friend standing on his chest had no advice for him but understood him, giving him a pitying "Ooh ..."

He didn't do anything to the burglar and yet that guy wanted to fight him at all costs. And then of course there was also Kim - his girlfriend that supported him all the time and even wanted to fight by his side. Of course she know knew that he did not want her to get hurt but he still regretted not being able to tell her what he really felt for her. He pondered if what he said and did was really already enough for her to understand. He just wanted to flat out tell her. That was even more troublesome for him than the goosebumps he got from thinking about the battle which would await him on the next day. Vengeance was not even close to being relevant for him compared to what he wanted to show Kim: That he could do something without getting her involved all the time and not cause more trouble for her. This was what really mattered to him now. He thoroughly thought that he never thought all that much about it because Kim was so tough and confident. He was more the simple-minded guy but he thought that such things that were important for him were definitely worth thinking about. Similiar to how he so much thought about it directly before they finally became a couple. Also he had already seen multiple times his Kim was not invulnerable. That is why he thought that maybe now it was time for him to show her how important it all was for him. If he could only prove her with this battle, then it was worth it in his eyes.

Still a bit depressed but glad that he had a good reason as he thought, he tried to finally fall asleep. He might have felt a bit different with the knowledge that not too far away his girlfriend also had similiar feelings and very well could understand what he thought, why he did and how …

Meanwhile …

At this time the college was empty already. Out of the windows of a single room the light of one screen used by someone shined through though. Two people should meet that night. The second one. Ron's challenger, just arrived after running down the corridor being led by the bit of light falling through the barely opened door. He went to the center of the room looking around. "Hm?" The one he was looking for was still here but he could not perceive him. Right now he was no longer at the place in the front where he expected him to be. Then suddenly he could hear a voice behind him.

"Are you satisfied now that you have seen him?"

"Huh? Clyde?" the martial artist reacted terrified when he saw the almost formless contours of a man behind him looking out of the window. He was like a ghost that was not there moments ago. He went out of the shadow and back to his place. There he began typing on the keyboard. In front of the screen the face of the white-haired young man Kim recently met looked just as ominous for the other guy as just seeing him in the dark. He checked the website of Kim's.

"I have met him," the burglar said. "He is nothing but a weakling. I'll be finishing him off tomorrow!"

Clyde was not impressed at all by the other man's overconfidence. "To force him fighting you …," he spoke shaking his head. "… I have not come here to hear you talking about the primitive monkey powers."

He stood up again, walking up to the criminal who was almost an entire head taller than him. "I was just here because I wanted to have a first look at Kim Possible. For that alone I agreed to help you," he told him determined.

"Bu-But Clyde!" the martial artist wanted to somehow counter but then hesitated to continue. Clyde then continued instead: "Abusing your powers to not give him any chance but to fight him … how very pathetic."

The taller one did not like what he heard at all but he tried to stay calm as he knew what Clyde was capable of and just his aura alone was enough to prove he was no person to mess with. "Anyway … this gauntlet – what is the meaning of this?" Clyde commented. "It seems you are not all that sure about your own capabilities if you need to commit thievery just to defeat this boy."

The ice-cold gaze Clyde's met the other one's own more desperate look. Still the criminal whose face was already red from anger, said nothing. He did not want to try anything but also could not look away from Clyde's face. To him it was emotionless. Only his eyes were different. Like being able to invade someone else's soul. However the white-haired man's next statement should be enough for the other one. When Clyde foretold him "You are not able to defeat Ron Stoppable. Fight him tomorrow and you are going to lose," he could not hold in his emotions any longer.

"Ngh …"

He pointed with a glowing finger in Clyde's direction. "Maybe you need to be convinced of my strength! Shall I try it out on you first?!" the martial artist asked, already regretting what he just did. He knew it was an impulsive act he should never risk in front ot the mysterious Clyde. Clyde just stood there on the same spot as before with his look unchanged, not fazed in the slightest. "Do not waste my time," he warned him coldly and lowered the hand of the other man to calm him down again.

"It is of no relevance to me what you want or what you do. If you want to fight him, do so. I am not going to stop you."

He then, after a brief pause, continued: "However … you will not do anything to Kim Possible."

He walked around in the room, not even waiting for the criminal one's response. "Kim Possible?" the other one asked. "You really are after Kim Possible?! And yet you call me pathetic?!"

The martial artists' attempt to strike back failed. For a moment it was dead silent and he gulped.

"He is her boyfriend. By fighting him you eventually will be fighting her. This girl … she is … different. This on the other hand makes me curious to an extent that is even odd for myself."

After his explanation he approached the burglar again.

"Should I hear about you harming someone else than the boy you will suffer the consequences," Clyde clearly told him. His composed appearance was now no longer highlighted by his cold eyes but a look that was dead serious. This time the burglar, while becoming nervous again, made sure to not say anything that might cause trouble for himself. As Clyde made sure the other one was aware of what he wanted to say, he was ready to go. For a last time in that night and after turning off the computer he said something to the fighter: "And Joe … do not make a mistake. Thinking we would be partners just because I did you this favor and because we once were schooled at my grandfather's dojo is one of those mistakes. It was the first and last time I have done you a favor."

He then, with his cold look having returned, turned around and walked away, leaving the other one behind who also had no words left – mainly though because talking to Clyde was a way harder battle than the one that would await him against Ron in his eyes.

"Seriously – couldn't that guy have chosen another day? Or not at all …," Ron said, freezing from the cold air right when he opened the window in the morning. He put on his favourite sweater with a "Brr!"

Rufus, also being cold, vanished inside of Ron's pocket like a flash of lightning. Once he was done, Ron took the phone. „Hello, Possible here," he could hear the girl's voice from the other side of the phone.

"Hey, Kim!"

Ron couldn't have been more happy about Kim being there. "Ah, hi, Ron! What is it?" she wanted to know. "Yeah, uh … well, KP … actually I wanted to ask you …," he hesitated to ask. Then he just convinced himself that he could not stay that vague all the time and should just say it.

"Well, what?" Kim asked.

"… I wanted to know from you if you come with me nonetheless?"

"Of course, Ron. I would have done that anyway whether I fight together with you or not," she answered him.

"Really? Thanks, KP," he said relieved which Kim would have thought of as way cuter if she would have just seen his glad face with it.

"No big, Ron! We meet outside then!"

"Later, KP!" he said goodbye and ended the call. Really everything that was now left for him was preparing mentally. In his case it meant to run up and down his room in panic. "What have I gotten into here again?" Ron weeped thinking about the upcoming duel.

Ron's girlfriend was more relaxed. At least physically. It was only the thought about what consequences the fight could have for Ron that still haunted her. When she was sitting at the kitchen's table her mother came in, having a cup of coffee in her hand. Seeing Kim's depressed face she could not help but ask: "What's the matter, Kimmie?"

"Mom, can I ask you something?" the teenage heroine hoped for an advice. "Have you ever worried about Dad, not knowing what to do?"

Kim's mother laughed for a few seconds. She brought her daughter her own cup, then had a seat next to her.

"Your father is a rocket scientist, honey. You never know what he's up to next."

The girl knew what her mother meant She did not really know what do make out of this cunning answer though.

"I am always afraid of what could happen to your father, " Ann continued. "And I always fear what could happen to you and your brothers. But you also have to believe in those you love and trust them."

"Yeah … you are right …," Kim realized while looking into her own cup. "Whatever might be with Ron, he will handle it. You should know the best," her mother tried to help her.

The red-headed heroine startled. Her mother actually knew that she was talking about Ron. Kim knew that attempting to fool her was no use, Ann just knew her daughter. She then buried her face in her hands, being clueless. "But I don't know what I can do now …," she said with deep sadness.

Kim felt the hand of her mother on her shoulder now. When Kim was paying attention again and looking at her, Ann wanted to get sure her daughter would find an answer.

"Kimmie, you have to decide for yourself what you think the best is. Very often decisions have the same motives and goals. The rest is up to you. Ronald will understand you. He loves you, no matter what."

"Thanks, Mom," Kim said really grateful about her mother's words. She could always depend on her. Back in her room though her process of deciding should be sped up though. She was looking for a warm sweater when Wade beeped. "What's the sitch, Wade?" she wanted to know.

"Good news! I have way more info about the thief now!"

"Great! Which news?" Kim asked eager to hear them. She had even sent Wade a short recording of the thief back in the cinema, she remembered now.

"So ...," Wade began his news flood, typing to get the data he wanted to see.

"The man's name is Joseph Jester. Thirty years old and American. He is a very skilled martial artist and insiders call him 'Joe-Jitsu'. Right now I don't know where he might work but his name very often appears on lists for intercontinental flights."

The girl was really interested in hearing all of those new bits.

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yes and as it seems he very often travels to Japan. But there I also could not find anyhing about him. It is very probable he is taught there in a dojo that is not listed," Wade assumed. This was very suspicious to Kim. Wade was not done yet though. "Oh and Kim …," he added the next piece of info whlile scratching is cheek.

"I also have found out something about the gauntlet."

Kim still was listening to Wade but she did not pay full attention as she was thinking about Joe-Jitsu. "The gauntlet seems from be from ancient Greece," Wade told her which impressed Kim more now. "Okay? And?", she asked for more.

"The material is still in excellent shape and the rubies on it are not damaged at all. But Kim … the really unbelievable thing is, that this thing even though it had never been used before should have magical powers."

Wade paused. "Well, according to what all previous owners say."

Kim already knew what Wade meant though. She knew the powers were real. But if no one else actually was known to have used them, there must have been some trick, she thought. "So the user must have …," she started but her genius friend ended her own conclusion: "Right, the guy must have extreme physical abilities to be able to use them. I have checked the recording you have shown me, Kim. This guy is not normal! Whereever he trains, it must be some very special place!"

Now that she got used to the thought of letting Ron fight alone she had to hear this from Wade to enhance her doubts even more than ever. It was less than an hour when she would be together with Ron in the park.

"And Kim … apparently the gauntlet needs the user to have great mental abilities as well."

Kim looked perplexed. It might be a loophole, so she thought.

Responding to the girl's "That means, Wade?" Wade explained it in a very blunt way: "It means if that man is just some muscle head and pretty stupid then he cannot use it for long." While saying that he laughed about his own words. Kim still was afraid though. "Okay, Wade. Tell me everything this thing apparently can do."

"Well, it can shoot lightning, as they say and as we already have seen," Wade told her. „That is all." At least as far as what people could possible do with it, that was all Wade could tell her. Kim knew there was still something Wade left out though. "Buuut, Wade?" she wanted to find the big bad news.

"Kim you dodged the lightning bolt in the theatre," Wade explained. "The electric impulses were sent to me, so I was able to measure how strong it was."

Those were the big bad news. Kim knew it, thus gulped as she had to expect something next.

"The lightning hits with about 20.000 Ampere. And well … if that guy waits for a bit and charges up it can hit with about 200.000 Ampere. This is pretty much the same as normal lightning …"

Kim was shocked. She could not believe what she heard.

"Twenty to two-hundred-thousand?! But that would mean …!" Kim feared for Ron. She had enemies before that used electrity a bit but this guy being a strong fighter with a free lightning glove was leagues way higher than them. Just thinking about it made her shiver. It did not longer matter what had said before, now she really feared the worst. Helplessly she looked at Wade who was still on the other side of the Kimmunicator but he also could not help her right now.

"Kim, you need to stay away from the gauntlet, no matter what! Or at least hinder this guy from using it!" was all he had to say to her now. Kim just would have really wished Ron would be able to get through this safely but this was really bad. "Sorry, Wade! I'll call you later!" she said and ended their talk. Trying to come up with any useful ideas the red-headed girl had nothing to say but a desperate "Uh …" She really had to decide what to do now. When taking a look at the clock she saw that time was running out. Kim had to go and meet up with Ron.

At the same time …

Even though it was pretty fresh, Middleton's park was full of people. Families were picknicking, children were playing and some elders just wanted to read their news. Very soon though they should disappear as Joe arrived. Barefeeted as always he angrily stomped through the grass, scaring them away. The few that were more stubborn eventually retreated after seeing his powerful fist being shaken as wordless threat. "Hey there, gramps …," he grunted and approached the last one. It was an old man sitting on a park bench.

"Get lost, very soon it is not gonna be pretty here!"

The old man had nothing to say. He folded his newspaper and walked away, whispering, "Rowdy!" once he had reached what he considered to be safe distance.

"Nah, ha, ha. There we go!" Joe-Jitsu said. He looked around getting sure if there were more he had to politely ask and suddenly found himself getting goosebumps. Turning around again he saw Clyde now sitting on the bench with his arms crossed. "Clyde you are watching me?!" the burglar said.

The white-haired man answered as coldly as ever: "I do not intend to stay for long."

"I just want to be sure that you understand my words were not mere talk. Should you ignore how important it is for me that Kim Possible stays safe you will also no longer stay safe."

The fighter grunted around again. He did not want to engage in a fight with Clyde though. "Don't worry about that!" he tried to convince him and foretold his victory proudly. "The battle will be over before anything can happen!"

Clyde waited before answering, as he often did. "If you say so," he then said while standing up.

"Overconfidence will doom you. Mark my words."

He then left. Joe was so furious that he smashed the bench in pieces before screaming at the rest of the passengers.

When Ron left his house he was very relieved that his parents already were gone together with his little sister. He did not want to lie to them but he also did not know how he could have told them what would happen soon. Kim already was waiting at the door. To Ron's surprise she was clothed even warmer than he was. Often Kim just wore a sleeveless top or similiar. This time though she wore a turtleneck and while not wearing overly thick ones she still had put on gloves. "Hey, Ron! Wanna go now?" she asked after a kiss. He then bravely said: "Yeah, Kim. Let's get going!"

As they had already arranged to go earlier they even could walk the way to the park instead of taking the Sloth or Ron's scooter. They remained silent on their way but Ron sneakily looked at his girlfriend for a moment before she could notice. At least he thought so but right then her hand grabbed his own. They both had no idea what to say right now and Kim decided to let him fight the way he wanted but it was very hard for her after Wade's message. Still, as her mother said and same words now resided in Kim's mind, Ron would understand whatever she would do as he loved her. "Uhm, Kim …," Ron then wanted to start a conversation. However when Kim with heavy heart but the intent of being here for him looked at him, asking "What, Ron?" he forgot what he wanted to say.

"Uhm, never mind …"

That he just wanted to thank you in some way now that she was with him both knew nonetheless, like the day before.

It was almost time. They arrived at the park where Joe-Jitsu stood in the middle of the meadow. "Wow, I did not think you would actually come. My respect," he mocked Ron.

"Ah, as I can see you have brought your girlfriend with you …"

Ron looked serious now. He did not know that Joe would avoid any situation in which Kim would be involved. "Kim, please stand aside!" her boyfriend said. He then took Rufus out of his pocket.

"Here, take care of Rufus."

"Alright!" she said. "And Ron …"

Ron looked at her, wondering what she wanted to say.

"Take care of yourself!"

Ron smiled and they hugged tenderly.

"Now, go get him!" Kim told him and went away a few more metres.

"Are you two finally done?!" it resounded impantiently from the martial artists' side.

Ron took on his battle stance.

"Okay, let's do this!" he said, ready for everything that would come.

Tension rose. Kim stood just there with Rufus in one hand and the other one holding her hair waving in the wind. "Oh ...," the mole-rat weeped which hoped the best, just as much as Kim did. Her boyfriend did not know why he felt more cold - because of the weather or because of what would happen in just a few moments. Then suddenly it started.

"Nah, ha, ha!"

With his evil laugh Joe dashed to his opponent. "You should be thankful! I will end this faster than you can think!" he told him confidently.

Like frozen in place Ron stood there. He fully concentrated to not miss out on what his opponent would do. Kim got scared when Joe's kick was about to hit Ron and knock him down – same attacker though should be taught otherwise: Ron just grabbed the fighter's leg. Seeing this, Joe tried to break free, readying a spinning kick with his other leg. In vain though as Ron blocked it. He then used the moment of Joe's imbalance and surprise to counter attack with a somersault kick, making the burglar stumble backwards. Joe's nose was bleeding from the hit he just received. "Weeell, didn't you just say something about ending it fast?", Ron now mocked him as courageous as he rarely was.

The teenage heroine was speechless. Seeing Ron like this was hardly normal and everytime an unbelievably moment not to be forgotten. However she knew that he was not fighting as serious as on that day when he saved her. And would he not mobilize this power it would not be enough. This was something she was much afraid of. Thus all she did was praying for Ron to win soon. "Now don't get cocky, boy!" Joe barked without even paying attention to his injury. Instead he continued rushing at Ron. Kim's boyfriend tried hard but the experienced fighter's unnatural movement combined with his speed made him lose eye. Therefore he also could not stop the next barrage of attacks. The thief already stood in front of Ron and connected with his hand's edge, followed by a footsweep and finally ending his combo by hitting Ron's side with his knee. Ron tried to catch a breath but Joe was merciless. Grabbing him by the neck he catapulted Kim's boyfriend away with a forceful uppercut.

"Ron!" Kim screamed. She could not watch her boyfriend getting beaten up. The blonde boy who was mostly mocked for being Kim's goofy sidekick though did not intend to retreat. "Hff …," he coughed and then tried to endure it so he would get back on his feet.

"Is that all?"

"Ron!" Kim weeped again, making a step foward. He just held her back, stopping her with a hand sign. "No worries, Kim!" he wanted to destroy her doubts and fears. "I can do this!"

This all seemed to be insane in Kim's eyes. Both her and Rufus just pitied Ron for what they had to witness. Secretly the girl thought how Ron should be able to win this battle when already having problems now. She also pondered whether she should just believe more in him and cheer him on. With this many thoughts and her emotions being this strong right now, she felt everything more intense as if her head would almost explode. Nothing she did though hindered the two men from making their next move. "Nyaah!" Joe shouted while defending from Ron's vertical kick. "You shrimp! I have expected too much from you!" he jeered.

Ron could not accept this indsolence any longer. "Really?!" he said and attacked next. Other than Joe-Jitsu, he could actually get his next kick through after a full turn. Joe almost fell back. Holding the hurt half of his face he became really mad. "Tah … if you fight like that it might actually be worth my time!" he told him with a nervous but excited tone.

"You should better get sure to go home before!" Ron made fun of him.

The real fight for Ron should now begin with Kim watching him struggling more than ever. Brave and energetic as he was right now she did not know if she could actually even help him. Trading hits like this was something she was not even used in her own fights and she had former foes like Shego. While Ron dodged another jump kick, he countered by attacking Joe's side with his elbow. Same Joe on the other hand, once landed back on the ground, let out a row of punches and somersault kicks of which Ron had a lot to endure. Right at this moment they were equals. Both were as exhausted as the other one, yet still in good shape. It was a subconscious feeling of Kim's that now made her cheer him on: "Huh?! Ron, don't give up! Show him what you've got!"

Her boyfriend looked at her, questioning what just happened. That she would actually want him to fight so much now was something he did not expect. He did not realize that Kim had thought about the powers both fighting men had still reserved. Ron was still not fighting seriously – giving his best now should be able to finish Joe-Jitsu off. Not knowing how much latent power Joe had within was the actual issue Kim thought of. And while the thief would still be in form, her boyfriend's life was in danger. Ron slightly ran out of breath but he absolutely focused on his enemy as if the battle just started. Once more Kim nodded to encourage him. The next punch though came from an unexpected back attack, making Ron jump to the side before being hit. Not losing any time he made Joe lose his ground with another attack directed at his nose.

"Urrgh!" Joe grunted painfully.

"That was great, Ron!" Kim shouted cheerfully, followed by Rufus' peeping "Booyah!" It was too early to catch a break though. With Ron lowering his fist, the colossus stood up again. Before being able to do something, Ron was forced to get defensive again. The last strike got him by surprise and blew him back. "Ron, no!" Kim shouted sadly, seeing Ron lying on the ground.

"Nahah!" Joe laughed about what he thought of as turn of tides.

Now Ron lost his focus. Although he tried to connect with another hit, he failed. Once approached, the back of Joe's hand swept him away again. Ron still stayed on his knees but Kim already felt it. Taking a look at Joe, she saw what she feared: With the Hand of Zeus he targeted Ron.

Kim wanted to warn him. "Ron! Be careful!" she shouted. And even though he was handicapped by his injuries he still managed to keep an eye on what happened. "This is it!" Joe said, unloading a lightning bolt that was supposed to be for Kim's boyfriend. No, this can't be …!, Kim thought. What she was hoping for should become true: Before the bolt should reach him, Ron dodged with a somersault to the back, getting the distance he needed. Joe was just waiting for that – when Ron was in the air, the martial arts expert jumped up to him and threw him down with a strike aimed at the blond's stomach.

"Uff!"

Ron fell down, not being able to stand up again. This was Joe's chance to charge up the glove again. The air vibrated from the power that was absorbed by the Hand of Zeus that sparked the more it contained. Kim knew what that meant: A lightning bolt with the power of an actual lightning should hit Ron. Should she attack Joe, she would get hit. Ron kneeled there, trying to get back his breath. He could not do anything. Rufus hid in Kim's pockets, too scared to watch it.

No …! I have to decide!

Kim's look was that of pure fear but changed to determination when Joe was done. "Hasta la Vista, Stoppable!" he yelled and fired his attack. "Ron!" Kim screamed and ran to intervene.

Ron's blurry sight made it hard for him to see what happened. When he looked up, he saw Kim before him, arms spread and with her back to her boyfriend to protect him. The bolt was held back by an energy field surrounding Kim. "Kim?!" Ron whispered quietly and unsure. The lightning bolt vanished and Kim deactivated the field using her chance to exploit Joe's exhaustion. The last attacks made him so tired that he could not defend himself from Kim's kick. He fell, unconscious for now. The red-headed heroine then ran to her boyfriend. "Ron!", she said, then going on her own knees. "Oh, Ron … are you alright?" she asked compassiontely. Ron still did not understand what was going on. Once he was able to say something he actually managed to evaluate the situation:

"Kim?! You … you saved me?!"

Immediately he looked at what Kim showed him with a smile. She pulled down the turtle neck. "The battle suit?" Ron recognized the special, blue-white mission clothing his girlfriend often used.

"Kim, why did you put in on?!"

"Ron … I-I could not accept that something could happen to you. Just like you did for me, I also had to do somethin, because …," Kim cried, "… because I love you."

Ron slowly stood up together with her. "Kim …," he said hesitant. He knew how lucky he was to have a girlfriend like Kim. She respected his wish but when he actually needed help she also proved her love. Kim Possible was the greatest miracle he could ever experience in his entire life. They young couple hugged.

The "Nrgh … urgh …" Joe's interrupted their own lovely moment. He now regained consciousness and Clyde's words came to his mind. "Now I know what he meant …," he said, "But I will not lose to you! I will end you both!" Almost no energy was left in his body but he still stood up. He was so furious he did not even realize that the consequence of his threat and being victorius would just unleash the wrath of the white-haired man he feared so much. All that had no place in his mind right now – he was full of anger.

The couple did not really understand what Joe meant with some of his confusing words referring to Clyde but for them only one thing mattered: They would end this fight together now. "Hah! Come and try!" Kim laughed and changed with her boyfriend to an appropriate battle stance.

"Don't think I will show any mercy just because you are a woman!" Joe screamed mindlessly. "I will finish you off first!" His face was totally red now.

Ron's inner power exploded. He was surrounded by a shining blue light. Now that he fought together with his Kim and wanted to defend her, the Mystical Monkey Powers awoke fully. The other two just looked at him. The wind blew stronger when Ron's aura got more intense. The power that he mobilized was being felt by the other two. It was overwhelming for Joe, yet for Kim it felt like a curtain, brushing off whatever would try to harm her.

"The Mystical Monkey Power of the Tai-Shing-Pek-Kwar?! Tah … way too late!" Joe grunted. Ron foretold the next few seconds: "You will not be seeing much of it anyway!" He and Kim dashed to Joe-Jitsu. And even with her extreme talent and her martial arts training Kim was not able to keep up with what Ron did. Standing in front of Joe she dodged one of his last punches but the moves Ron made rain down upon his enemy from all sides could neither be followed by her, nor by Joe-Jitsu.

"Uaaah!"

The thief did not succeed a single time predicting Ron's technique. Every single attack the whirling Ron used together with his battle cry, connected. By that time Kim just watched speechlessly.

Suddenly Ron stopped. The battle was over. Joe was defeated and collapsed. Trying one last time to raise his arm in hope to use the gauntlet, he was lectured by Kim. She stepped on his arm, grining. "The game's over! You lost," she mocked him now.

"Uuh …"

Joe-Jitsu found his balance again and stood up. Kim and Ron just looked at him, absolutely serious and once more were in stance, ready for a last round.

"I-I'll remember this!" Joe said and gave his last to run away, leaving the glove behind on the ground.

Kim and Ron now stood there alone on the meadow that was a mere battle field just moments ago. Deeply touched they looked at each other. "Uh … KP …," Ron now shily tried to find some words again. With a proof of love as it came from her side how could he show how very grateful he was, was what he thought. Kim knew it - they both knew and understood that not everything had to put in words to tell the other one. They both showed on that day how important they were for each other. Without saying anything, she kissed him.

Meanwhile ...

Far away from the park in another area of the city, plants found their way through the ruins. Inbetween a man hung, caught by the vines. "See? I told you!" Shego laughed standing next to him.

"Grr … Shego!" Drakken yelled desperately.

The Agent's Legend Episode 1 „New Life Sparks": THE END

Episode II Preview: Great Minds Look Alike

Short Summary: Global Justice's new invention was stolen! What's this?! A second Kim Possible appears on TV? And she seemingly holds a grudge against our Kim? This time Kim faces someone really special with motives she might not be familiar with ...