Kim Possible: Megalith

Pro log

Shego sighed as she flew the hover car back to Drakken's lair. Drakken who was sitting next to her continued to grumble about “ Stupid Kim Possible. Stupid new mission clothes. STUPID SYSMIC STANDARDS!!”

“Uh huh Dr. D SHUT IT!” They had been flying for over an hour and she had, had enough.

“Sorry Shego, it's just I really thought I was going to win.”

“Just like with the alien, and the Diablo's with Erik,” Drakken frowned when Shego started counting off each of his failed plots off her finger's. Each and every one.

“And then you thought you were going to win with that tick thing.”

“SHEGO POINT TAKEN!!”

Shego smirked, “Aw poor Dr. D”

Drakken groaned, “What next, does the hover-car explode from out from under us!?”

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Drakken jumped out of his seat and, almost out of the craft, “I was being sarcastic!!”

“Hey Doc it the communicator,” she pointed to the dash where a screen kept flashing a you have a message sign.

“Oh,” Drakken took his seat, embarrassed. “Wonder who's calling?”

Flipping a switch the screen turned on. Though no face could be seen, a pair of slitted red eyes and a grinning white mouth with pointed teeth appeared.

“Hello Dr. Drakken and hello to you Miss Go,” his voice was well disguised. Whoever he was, his voice sounded like a synthodrone.

“First let me offer my condolences for your foiled attempt to recreate Pangaea.”

“DRAKKENGAEA!!”

“R-i-g-h-t.” His eye's moved back and forth like he was shaking his head, “Anyway may I ask why your plan failed.”

“KIM POSSIBLE!!”

The eyes closed a little, “yes, that is what the others said.”

Shego asked with a raised eyebrow, “others?”

“Yes but before I answer any of your question you must answer one of mine. If I could offer you a way to rid yourselves of Kim Possible for good. Would you be willing to take a few orders.”

Shego readied herself for Drakken to go off on a rant on how 'I am no ones sidekick' and 'I don't need help!'

She was surprised however when Drakken answered, “Yes as long as I could move on after we won.”

The mouth on the screen smiled, “I have no problem with that. So should i take that as a yes?”

“Yes.”

“Good then we have much to discuses.”

Chapter 1: Let it Begin

Kim and Monique were in Club Banana folding the new stock. Monique had noticed that Kim had this dreamy look on her face ever since she had shown up for work that screamed she had just had a great date. She had waited quit a while for her to spill the details but so far nothing. It was starting to annoy her.

“OK that is it!”

Kim looked around the stack of jeans she had been working on, “What the sitch?”

Monique pointed at Kim, “Don't you 'whats the sitch' me girl! You went on a date with Ron last night didn't you?”

“Um yeah...?”

“UM YEAH! Kim you looked like you were still on cloud nine! Normally you walk in with either the bad date look or I just played tongue hockey my bfbf look.”

Kim blinked, “my I just...what?”

“You get this blush that goes right across your nose every time the two of you get all frenchy.”

“Oh god.”

Monique waged a finger, “But today you got a new look. Beat red blush, slight sway in the walk and your eyes look like you polished them then added some sparkles. Now will you please tell me what the deal is before I go insane.”

“ I went on a date with Ron.”

Monique wanted to slap her, “AND!”

“Ron cooked me dinner and we had it under candle light and he read me poetry.”

“Man girl there has to be more to it than that!” She stopped when Kim shot her a look “not that having a boy cook for you isn't really romantic but what poem did he read you?”

“You walk in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in your aspect and your eyes:
Thus mellow’d to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair’d the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er your face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place”

“Wow never pictured Ron ever saying that.”

Kim's beat red blush returned, “then he got down on a knee-”

“OH MY GOD!!

“What? Oh no no no he didn't do that but, he made me a promise.”

“What kind?”

Kim smiled as she recited, “I promise until I die I will see nothing but you. From now on I am yours, from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet. Every part of me bone and soul. I may not know if I know what love is but I promise you this. If what I promise you is love then I will keep this promise till god takes me from this earth.”

Monique's jaw hit the ground, “no way. Kim do you know how lucky you are!?”

Kim smiled, “ yeah.”

Hidden Lair some where in wouldn't you like to know :-)

Drakken paced across the lair's briefing room. It was the only place that Mr. Z as he called himself would ever talk to him or any of the other villains here. In the center of the room was large round table with a cube about the size of a large computer screen in the middle. It had a screen on each side and that was the only way anyone saw him, when he decided to contact them. Now one could click a button by their chair to try and contact him but as he had said, “I will only answer if I have time or if i think its worth my time. If I don't DEAL WITH IT!”

Mumbling he pressed his button again, “come on answer already!”

“Hey cousin Drew whatcha doin?”

Drakken turned to see his cousin Ed coming into the room, covered in oil and grease. Ed was one of the other villains Mr. Z had gotten to join this League of Evil. Drakken smiled, he had won the right to name the group because one Mr. Z didn't care and he was the first to join.

“I'm trying to contact Mr. Z. Ed why are you so dirty?”

“Seriously the Z dawg has me working on these killer jets. He's letting me trick them out as much as I want!” he paused then added, “as long as nothing interferes with the overall performance that he wants.”

“Oh how many are there?”

“Over a thousand I think.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

Drakken frowned, “wait who's going to pilot them all?”

“No one.”

“Um Ed think for a second, if no one pilots them then they don't fly.”

The voiced that answered Drakken made him jump a little.

“Not unless I have a A.I system to do the job.” Mr Z commented as his signature red eyes and white mouth appeared on the cube screen. “Drakken what do you want.”

Drakken gulped, “Well Mr. Z, I was wondering when you would need my help,” the red eyes narrowed, “I mean...um you contacted me first so you must have me here for some reason.”

Mr. Z's white pointed smirk appeared, “actually there is something you can do for me. You were able to find Kim Possible's kimmunicator signal correct?”

Drakken nodded, “Yes I used it to make her steal for me,” his smile turned upside down, “but she still found me out!”

“Find it again.”

“Huh?”

“You heard me, FIND-IT-AGAIN! Now if you excuse me faze one of my plan is about to go into effect and I really want to watch it. NOW GET TO WORK!”

And with that the image disappeared leaving Drakken and Ed alone, “Dude you better get to work, seriously.”

Smarty Mart

Ron hummed to himself as he stacked the fish bowls up, He had to admit working in the pet department was pretty fun, “Hey Rufus lets go feed the hamsters.”

Rufus squeaked, “food!” And ran off.

“Rufus wait thats for the hamsters!” Hurrying after his little buddy he barely missed colliding into Mr. Barkin. This was one of the lows of working here. His teacher was also his boss. Yeah it sucks.

“Stoppable what have I told you about running in here?” he growled as he stared down the poor blond.

Ron threw up his hands, “Not my fault I had to stop Rufus from eating the animal's food.”

Mr. Barkin frowned and looked at the naked mole rat, “You touch one pellet and I'll feed you to the Doberman s. GOT IT!?”

Rufus slunk back into Ron's pocket, “crystal.”

RING RING

“Oh look a customer at the front desk we'll be right back, um yeah.” Ron slid away from Barkin who smirked, “I still got it.”

The customer had his back to the counter when Ron reached it, “Hi and welcome to the pet department how can..I...” Ron became silent when the person turned around.

Ron couldn't believe it, “Erik!?”

Ron still dumbfounded never got a chance to say anything else before Erik's fist collided with Ron's chin sending him onto the floor.

“Hello loser long time no see.”

Rufus popped out of Ron's pocket and growled. Erik laughed, “Oh look the gross little rat.”

Rufus scrambled to reach Erik's foot, as much as hated syntho-goo's taste, no one hurt his friend and gets away with it. Finding his target he bit down but nothing happened, “Yeah I'm Erik 2.0. Meaning no popping!” Erik shook his foot and Rufus was sent sailing, luckily Mr. Barkin was there to catch him. “What you work here t-!”

Erik suddenly found himself flat on the ground with a sore jaw. Ron was standing over him, really pissed, “ERIK! YOU SON OF A-!”

WAM

Erik's foot connected right in Ron's gut. He bent over wheezing. Erik grabbed him by his vest and smiling said, “lets take this outside.” He then threw Ron through the sliding doors. Ron was lucky it was safety glass. Walking after him Erik laughed, “lets see if the boss was right about you loser!” Inside Barkin was on his cell calling for help.

Hi thanks for reading ch 1 of my fic. Please r/r. This is Ss3dj signing off!