This is an introduction/redefinition of a character for my story series: An Unlikely Angel. It continues the story of Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable (mainly Ron) after the end of the third season. I will attempt to post a new chapter about once a week.

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A dark shape stood in front of the glowing screen, clad in a black ninja outfit. "Yes Dr. Director, I understand, I will take the assignment."

The voice of Dr. Director came back over the screen, "I will see that you are amply rewarded."

"Just wire the money to my account," said the ninja clicking off the screen. Time was of the essence if she didn't want to blow her cover.

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"Hey KP! Wait up!" Ron hollered running up to Kim. Cheer practice had gone especially well, everyone was getting the new routine down. Ron hadn't even soaked anyone with his mad dog foam. It didn't hurt that Bonnie was out with a cold. "Are we going to hit Bueno Nacho or what?"

"Sure thing Ron, just let me put up my books. How much homework do you have today?" Kim said smiling at the blond running up to her.

"None! Booyah!" he said throwing his arm into the air. "Today has been perfect!"

"STOPPABLE!" yelled a figure stepping out from a nearby classroom, "No yelling in the halls. You know what this means… ."

"Yes Mr., Barkin, extra homework," he said dejectedly.

"Extra homework." Mr. Barkin handed a few pages to Ron and walked away down the hall to catch another student.

Ron looked down at the pages, "Aww, man… Math. This tanks." He shoved the papers into his backpack as they walked out of the doors to Middleton High.

"Well the extra practice won't hurt. We have that big test by the end of the week," said Kim with a hopeful smile. Ron just looked sighed.

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Down the street a man giggled quietly from an upper window of a cramped warehouse building. He fiddled with a few knobs on his newly acquired blaster ray. Lining up the sights he took aim at his targets. Kim Possible and her sidekick had never done anything to him, and after today they never would. He was going to take care of them before he hatched his evil scheme. A slight thud disturbed him from his work and he turned around quickly. A quick scan of the room showed nothing out of the ordinary. "Probably a rat," he muttered. "Where was I? Oh yes, I was about to obliterate Kim Possible." His chuckle was cut off as a black clad arm wrapped around his neck, pulling him away from the window. He flailed trying to get away and the ninja quickly twisted snapping his neck. The man slumped to the floor as she switched off the blaster ray and removed the power supply. She reached a pouch on her side and pulled out a small hand held device, not unlike Kim's communicator.

"The job is done, we need a cleanup crew here. No problems," she said glancing out the window at the two friends walking down the street. Her eyes hardened as a grimace overtook her covered face. Jealousy welled up inside her, jealous of their friendship, their optimism, their missions, their lives. She looked down at the body on the floor, jealous of their innocence. She fought back a tear beggining to well in her brown eyes. "Damn dusty air," she cursed under her breath.

"Affirmative, return to your previous assignment. Global justice thanks you for your assistance with this matter," said a snide young voice over the communicator.

"Sometimes I hate this job," she muttered after turning off the unit.

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"Come on Ron. Cheer up! I'll buy you a naco, grande sized," Kim said patting him on back.

"Badical!" Ron said flashing his goofy grin. "It's just two pages of math, no big. Nothing could harsh on my day!" They made their way into Bueno Nacho.