Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, the series by that name or any of the affiliated characters; they are all property of Disney. I'm just borrowing them for the sake of storytelling. This disclaimer applies to all chapters.

The story follows So the Drama, but it takes a different direction than Season Four.

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Red hair hung over her face she threw her own pity party. Last night had ended magically, after the dance Ron had walked her home, and to the witness of only the streetlights and the stars they'd kissed on her porch. It was something she'd never felt before with anyone else. It was…it was nice.

But when she lay in bed after he'd gone, and the excitement wore down her Pandaroo wasn't enough to keep the guilt away. When the bubbling joy left, pain crept in to take its place. Every time her eyes closed, the scene flashed before her eyes, again and again.

She could feel the damp skin tight fabric of the suit hugging her as the rain ran down her face, causing her red hair to cling tightly to her head. Shego's words had hurt badly. Hurt more than anything the woman had ever said to her before. A lot of cruel and unusual things had happened to her because of Doctor Drakken, but never once had it been so underhanded. And then Shego went and started making fun of her like the situation wasn't humiliating enough as it was.

She'd lost all emotional control right there, her anger exploding through her veins, turning her blood into hot magma that pounded through her. Right then and there she wanted to kill the woman. To stop the mocking, the constant back and forth attempts to gain the upper hand. She knew that the she was going to far when she spun and slammed her foot into the pale green woman. Shego didn't try to block it, but took it willingly, her body becoming airborne for a moment as time seemed to slow down. The woman struck the tower, causing it to crumple and explode before it collapsed on top of her.

And the entire time Kim felt good. It'd felt good to hurt the woman like that, it felt good to act out her emotions so violently.

And it scared her that she felt so good doing acting like that. What if she'd killed the woman? What then? Could she still be a hero with that over her head?

Could she even be a hero knowing that she'd wanted the woman dead? She unconsciously clutched the Cuddle Buddy tightly in her arms. What kind of monster masqueraded as a hero? Tears slowly slid down her cheeks as she lay there, trying to understand who she was. What she was.

And what she had become.

The night sky was slowly fading in shades of pink as the sun began its slow climb in the east, the light slowly creeping into the exhausted teenager's room, causing her to stir from her bed. She wasn't able to sleep, but she was too exhausted to truly be awake either. Her body managed to move despite the aches and pains that held over from the night before though, her precious Pandaroo slipping from her limp fingers and falling to the floor as she shuffled to her closet.

Tossing her pajamas into the hamper she slipped on fresh underpants and a matching bra before slipping on a pair of plain jeans and a pink top. Satisfied with her choice of clothing she grabbed her backpack and tossed more clothes into it, making sure to pack at least a week's worth. Her feet slipped almost effortlessly into her sneakers as she counted her cash.

A hundred and sixty-three dollars and five cents. It wasn't enough to go far, or live off of long, but she couldn't wait until Monday to go to the bank, and her debit card was on hold by her mother after her last shopping spree, so funds were in short supply. But she'd worry about that later. Right now she had to get away from it all.

Pulling her hair back she tied it in place with a rarely used elastic band, hoping that it would make her less recognizable. Hair color would be a problem to deal with later. She was set to go.

Almost. She quickly scratched out a note one a small scrap of paper and left it on her desk. Finally satisfied she silently crept out her window and across the porch roof. With a slight stumble she landed, quickly adjusting to the weight of the bag that had thrown her off. She felt bad for leaving like she did, but she couldn't find out who she really was if she stayed there.

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Anne Possible quietly snuck up the stairs to her daughter's room, not wanting to accidentally wake her daughter. She remembered that after she'd gotten back from prom it'd taken hours to come off Cloud Nine, and until then she hadn't been able to sleep.

She froze at the top step as she saw the empty and unmade bed with Kim's Pandaroo dumped onto the floor so carelessly. It wasn't like Kim to leave her room like that. Her eyes locked on the piece of paper on her daughter's desk, and her feet pulled her forward to it. Her fingers trembled as they gripped it, the paper shaking in her grip as she read it.

Looking for myself. Love Kim

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Ron strolled towards Kim's house with a large smile on his face, a song in his heart and his little naked buddy sleeping in his pocket. Normally the blonde wasn't one to wake up early, well any day of the week, especially not a Saturday. But today was different. It was special, because he was going to get to spend time with Kim. It was strange to think that she was his best friend and now his girlfriend, but it was nice too. It felt good to finally have someone. Sure he'd tried dating other girls, but they thought his goofy, laid back nature was an act. But not Kim. She saw and liked him for who he was.

Swinging around the corner lamppost he spotted Kim's house, and the black and white squad car that was parked in front of it. The joy in his heart instantly dropped into a cold dark fear that propelled him towards the house. The uniformed officer ignored him as the two passed each other on the walkway, Anne leaning on the front door frame, her daughter's Pandaroo tightly wrapped in her arms. "Doctor P?"

"Hey Ron…" She didn't say anything else, her voice trailing away into a sniffle as she seemed to lose herself in thought.

"Um…is KP here?"

"No…she's gone…" The woman sniffled again, her grip on the stuffed toy tightening.

"Gone?" Ron felt all life drain out of him, his body suddenly feeling as if every part of it weighed a ton. "How?"

Anne slowly handed the boy the note, not able to look him in the eye, "She left either last night or early this morning."

Ron looked at the note; able to read the words, but the meaning of them together seemed to escape him. Kim was looking for herself? Wasn't she the girl who could do anything? Savior of the world several times over? The only girl who could save the world and make it to homeroom on time the next day? Slowly he sunk down onto the steps, a sick taste rising up his throat and into the back of his mouth. This was just beyond sick and wrong. Even wrong-sick didn't seem to be powerful enough to cover it.

What kind of power above would do this? How could it be possible that he finds the girl of his dreams, who had been hiding under his nose since before Kindergarten, and only to have her disappear? It just didn't seem right. He rose to his feet, a new feeling in his chest, a strong feeling. He was going to find Kim. Find her and help her through whatever it was. It was the least he could do for the girl he loved.

Handing the note back to the woman, he managed to smile, "Don't worry Doctor P. I'm sure she's fine. It's Kim we're talking about. I mean she saves the world twice a week at least. Besides, I'll call Wade and we'll make sure she's okay."

The older woman relaxed a little and managed to smile back, "Thanks Ron. You're always so sweet." Softly she rubbed the top of his head before heading back inside, still clutching the stuffed toy tightly. Ron blushed a little at the gentle touch and walked away from the house slowly, pulling his self-dubbed 'Ron-Com' from his pocket and clicking it one, the device automatically dialing Wade. The boy's face came onto the screen as he yawned and opened a can of a caffeine drink.

"Ron? A little early for you to be up on a Saturday isn't it?"

"A bit, but it is almost nine. And you do know that caffeine stunts your growth right?" The blonde kept walking as he spoke, heading for the street.

"Hardy har har Ron. You know I stopped getting taller when I was seven." The boy sipped his drink, "So what's up? Shouldn't you be getting all lovey-dovey with Kim right now instead of chatting with me?"

Ron chewed on his lip, "That's the problem. You see, Kim is missing."

Lime green carbonated energy drink sprayed over the camera lens as Wade coughed violently, "Kim's WHAT?"

"She ran away man. She ran away."

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Kim settled in her seat as the bus rolled through Middleton, heading for the city limits and the interstate. It hurt inside to leave like this, but she had to do it before she backed down. It would be impossible to figure out if she really was a good person while trying to live up to what everyone wanted, so she was leaving to give just living a try. She would figure out what kind of person she really was that way.

She just hoped that her family and Ron could understand. Bonnie would probably be doing back flips across the gym to the news if it wasn't the last week of school. She hadn't missed any days the entire year, and finals were over so that wasn't a problem. She sighed and tried to stop worrying, which only made it harder. It was like trying not to look at a pink elephant after being instructed not to, the harder you tried, the more it was all you can see. Eventually her worrying stopped as she watched the countryside pass, the plains eventually being broken up by trees, which gave way to thicker stands of trees, then a thick green wood line as the bus continued it's trip north.

Slowly her chin dipped down, resting on her chest, her mouth hanging open as she finally fell asleep.

"Kim…wake up Kim," Ron's gentle voice brought her around, his gentle smile barely visible in the darkness. Where was she? There seemed to be no end to the darkness, even the light cast on Ron seemed only to illuminate him. She started walking towards him, confused why he didn't get closer.

"Why'd you do it Kim?" He was still smiling, that same gentle smile that he had when they'd kissed.

"Wait…why'd I do what? Why'd I leave?" She was walking faster now, trying desperately to walk over to him.

"Why'd you kill Shego Kim? Sure she was evil, but she never killed anyone." Ron was still smiling, his grin seeming only to grow larger. She was running towards him now, unable to understand why he was so far away.

"I didn't kill her! She was okay!" Her heart pounded in her ears as she run harder still, her breath harder now.

"You did kill me Kim." Ron was gone now, the pale green woman standing where he'd been. Her hair was a mess, and her uniform was in tatters, her smooth skin scorched in ragged lines where it showed through the tears in her clothing. "Or don't you remember how you kicked me into that tower? That look in your eyes was the last thing I saw Kim…that look of pure evil."

"NO!" Kim bolted up, breathing hard, her heart pounding in her ears as a few of the other passengers who were awake shook their heads as they looked at her. Settling back she looked out the window again, the dark forest outside not giving her any clues to where she was. If she had her Kimmunicator she'd be able to see how far she'd traveled so far, but if she'd brought it Wade would find her in an instant. She didn't even bring her watch just in case the boy had bugged it. Sure it was a little paranoid, but it was better than her journey ending before it started. To truly find herself she needed to do it by herself.

Sighing she watched the dark shapes on the trees pass, hoping that the bus ride would be over soon.

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Ron paced his bedroom floor, avoiding the small piles of dirty clothes as he tried to think like Kim. Kim obviously wouldn't stay in Middleton. Know her she would most likely leave the state at least. Possibly the country, but he'd have to start smaller than that for the moment.

He sat on the foot of his bed, looking down at Rufus and sighed, "I don't know if I can find her lil' buddy. I mean it is Kim we're talking about here. A girl who can do anything can obviously disappear and not be found, right?"

The mole rat nodded, "Disappear."

Ron held gripped his temples in his hands, squeezing as he tried desperately to think like Kim. What would she do? Suddenly it clicked. Hitting the button on the Ron-Com it connected with the boy genius almost instantly, "Wade, you think you can get security footage from the bus terminal and the airport?"

"Sure, any time frame in particular?" The boy's fingers flew across the keys before he paused and took a sip of his energy drink, his fingers dancing again afterwards.

"Everything from eleven last night to when I called you this morning. I think Kim left this morning, but I have to be sure."

"Alright. Give me about an hour to pull all the files. I'll let you know if I find anything."

"Thanks Wade." His finger hit the button, cutting off the connection before slipping the device into his pocket. With a half-hearted smile he looked down at the mole rat next to him, "Want to go get a naco?"

"Cheese!" The small rodent cried, quickly leaping onto Ron's sleeve and scrambling up the boy's arm.

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Shego looked back at the prison she'd just escaped from, almost expecting the alarms to go off at any moment. She'd taken her time before breaking out, a whole two days, only because she was a little sore from having an electrified tower fall on her. Thankfully incredible durability was in her repertoire of abilities that she'd gained after being hit with the comet so long ago.

Cracking her neck she looked down bright orange jumpsuit she now wore. It wasn't her personal taste in clothing, but it beat the half missing bodysuit she'd been wearing before. She was still impressed with what Kim had done. She never expected the girl to have the guts to do it. The look in Kim's eyes had literally frozen her in place.

Stretching the last of the kinks out of her back she started walking, looking for a road. She could worry about changing later, after all walking around stark naked would be more suspicious than walking around in a jumpsuit. Part of her just wanted to find one of Drakken's emergency lairs and take a hot bath, and hole up until things settled down enough to bust him out, but a larger part of her wanted to find the redhead. She needed to know if the girl was suffering like she had once.

It was never easy falling from grace. Especially from the pedestal of a hero. She felt torn between her need to know if Kim was walking that same road, and her need to go somewhere and relax. Frowning she let out a small curse and decided to look for the girl. At least then she had a chance to gain a new ally, after all, the girl was good. In every sense of the word.

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A/N: Nothing to see here move along.

Seriously though, I'll be updating this as I finish the chapters, so it's going to be erratic. And as with every writer out there, I love hearing from you guys (my readers) so reviews would rock!