Chapter 12: A Sitch in Time pt 2: The Secret of the Tempus Simia

Prof. Dementor grumbled as he was loaded into a police car. “You and your costumed friends vill pay for zis, Kim Possible!” Dementor growled as he was shoved into the backseat.

“Thanks, Ms. Possible,” the Officer said before scratching his head. “What costumed friends?”

“Uh… he took a hard lick to the head…” Kim smiled innocently as Ron knocked on his own head with a goofy grin.

Kim and Ron stood and waved as the police car pulled away. “Alright, you’re clear.” Kim said as Robin, Batgirl, Huntress and Black Canary jumped soundlessly from a tree.

“Thanks,” Robin said, letting his cape drape across his shoulders.

“You’re not out of the woods yet,” Kim said, planting her hands on her hips in a way that caused Batgirl and Robin to share a smirk.

“We already told you: we’re from the future, after a villain apparently from farther in the future,” Robin said with a deep frown. “Why or how we don’t understand as of yet.”

“How do we know you’re not just a bunch of wackos?” Ron asked with a quirked eyebrow. “After all, as far as I know, only criminals wear masks.”

“I think I know a way to prove ourselves…” Batgirl said, stepping up. “Hey, you awake down there?” she asked as she patted the space just under the cut-out bat-shape on her chest.

Kim, Ron, Robin, Huntress, and Black Canary blinked in confusion before Rufus peeked up out of her cleavage and looked around sleepily. “What, what?”

“R-Rufus?” Ron blinked as his own Rufus climbed from his pocket. The older and younger mole rats looked at each other before waving.

“What?” Batgirl said, glancing to her friends. “Do you see any pockets on this suit?”

“Ok, let’s say we believe you…” Kim crossed her arms before glancing around. "We still need to talk. Let's go back to my place, and… do you have anything else to wear that’s less spandex?”

(KP)

“This isn’t bad…” Dinah said as she twirled around in a tight blouse, which was loose on Kim, and a short skirt.

“I hate pink…” Helena sighed as she looked down at the pink pants and white baby-T with a pink heart on the chest.

“Kim and Ron are letting us borrow some clothing,” Dick said as he sat at the Possibles’ kitchen table in one of Ron’s jerseys and cargo pants with his utility belt around his waist. “You know what they say about gift horses.”

Dick quirked an eyebrow when he saw Ron eyeballing the grapple gun dangling on the side of the belt. “Can I?” Ron asked with a hopeful smile.

Dick glanced to the two girls, then back at the teen that would one day raise him. “I don’t see why not…” he said, handing him the grapple.

“Oh, this is so awesome…” Ron said, looking at the tool.

“Just watch the…” Dick started to explain as Ron pulled the trigger, firing the grapple through the door, which flew through the living room, bounced off a photograph on the wall before latching onto the living room ceiling. “And don’t…” Ron hit the recoil trigger, jerking him through the house screaming like a little girl. “Oh, crap.” Dick cursed as he, Helena, and Dinah chased after.

The group found Ron hanging upside down, his pants around his ankles and tangled in the grapple cable. “Wow…” Dick blinked in awe.

“This is like surreal…” Dinah commented, and Helena nodded slowly as Dick helped Ron down.

“Ron, stop messing around!” Kim scolded as she walked down the stairs into the living room. “Did the stuff fit ok?” she asked the girls.

“Little tight in places…” Dinah noted, twirling around, looking down at herself, “But I like it.”

“It’s pink,” Helena frowned again.

“She likes it, too,” Dinah piped in, throwing an arm around her best friend.

“Whoa…” Ron breathed as he looked up to see Barbara walking up to stand beside Kim. They were both wearing identical green tank tops and cargo pants, and other than the different body shapes, the two girls would be identical. “You two could be twins; are you related or something?”

Barbara paled and opened her mouth to reply. “Weird coincidence,” Dick said as he took the grapple away from Ron.

“Now that you guys don’t stand out in a crowd...” Kim smiled at the four teens.

“Bueno Nacho?” Ron and Barbara said at the same time before looking at each other in surprise.

“Why not?” Kim rolled her eyes.

“Booyah!” Ron and Barbara cheered.

Kim blinked and frowned as she glanced from the redhead to her life-long friend. “Um… are you two related?”

“Sha, no way…” Barbara smiled tightly, then added under her breath. “I wish…”

“Let’s go, I’m hungry,” Dinah said, leading the pack of teenagers out of the house.

The walk to the fast food restaurant was uneventful, but Kim's weirdar went off yet again when Dick and Barbara seemed to head straight toward ‘their’ booth without being directed.

“Lot of weird coincidences today,” Helena laughed as she and Dinah followed Kim and Ron toward the booth.

“Did the Loser Club have an open enrollment day or something?” a snide voice spoke behind the group.

Helena glanced back and froze in place when she saw Bonnie and Brick. The brunette was looking over the four newcomers with an overly-critical eye, while Brick was busily focused on the menu.

“You got a problem, Pinky?” Bonnie snorted, looking down her nose at Helena.

“No, but you might if you don’t move along,” Dick growled, placing a hand on Helena’s shoulder.

“Hm,” Bonnie quirked an eyebrow. “You actually look cute. If you ever want to trade up the pink wonder here for a real girl, give me a call. I’ll definitely make it worth your time,” Bonnie winked, walking on, “Come, Brick.”

“But Bonnie, I haven’t ordered yet!” the quarterback whined as he followed the girl out of the restaurant.

“You ok?” Dick whispered, and Helena covered the hand on her shoulder with her own.

“That was my daddy…” she said with a sad smile, wiping a stray tear with her free hand. “I got to see my daddy…”

“What’s the sitch?” Kim asked, grabbing the two teens’ attention.

“Nothing, just that girl got under my skin a bit,” Helena turned with a very Bonnie-like smirk on her face. “If Dickhead wasn’t holding me back, I’d have shown her what for.”

“Bonnie tends to do that to people…” Kim smiled understandingly. “So… I take it you guys are connected to us somehow, since you have Rufus with you.”

“You personally trained us,” Robin answered without hesitation.

“So, what’s with the masks?” Ron asked curiously.

“It’s not as safe as it used to be in our time,” Barbara replied, “it’s to protect ourselves and our families.”

“The guy we’re after, he’s after something called the Tempus Simia. Heard of it?” Helena asked.

“It… sounds so familiar, but I can’t place it…” Kim placed her finger on her cheek as she thought hard.

“NO MORE MEATCAKES!” Ron exclaimed out of the blue.

“Pardon?” Dick blinked.

“Where’d that come from?” Ron asked with an overly thoughtful expression.

“He’s come a long way…” Helena whispered to Dinah who nodded slowly.

“The big question now is how is he going to find what he’s looking for here and now,” Dick asked out loud before something caught his attention outside the window. “EVERYONE DOWN!” He cried out, pulling Barbara and Dinah to the floor as the window beside their booth exploded.

Clock King strolled into the main entrance as three large thugs grabbed Helena, Dick, and Ron. Kim started to jump into action as Dinah and Barbara cleared their heads “Tut-tut, Ms. Possible,” the time traveler said as he extended a blade from the end of his cane and placed it against Ron’s neck. “I’d hate to cut short what little time you and Mr. Stoppable have left.”

“Let’s go gentlemen and dear lady,” Clock King said before glancing back at Kim. “If you want to see your sidekick in one piece again, bring the Tempus Simia to the place where the villains of the future will call home. Ms. Gordon and Ms. Mankey know the way.”

“Ron!” Kim called out, trying to go after them as they quickly exited.

“Don’t!” Barbara said, grabbing Kim, “They’ll do it, too. We have to do as they say… for now.”

Kim looked at the redhead in disbelief for a moment before pulling her Kimmunicator. “Wade, I need you to find me the Tempus Simia, and I need it yesterday. Time is not on our side here.”

“I’m way ahead of you, Kim,” Wade replied, “It was recently discovered in Africa, and is currently being held secretly at Upperton Museum of History and Science. It seems to have weird effects on people who touch it.”

“What kind of weird effects?” Kim asked with narrowed eyes.

“Either slows them down, freezes them, or makes them move really fast,” Wade replied.

“That’s what he wants it for,” Barbara punched her palm, “It controls time! If Clock King gets his hands on it…”

“He won’t,” Kim said in full mission mode, “Wade, I need a ride for three two days ago. Let’s go, girls.” She hesitated as they started out the door. “Mankey?”

“Hee…” Dinah scratched the back of her head nervously.

(KP)

“And I thought this place was creepy when it was open…” Helena frowned as she inspected the bars of the cell in the lower level of the construction site that would one day become Elizabeth Arkham Asylum for the Criminally Insane. “How you doing, Dickhead?”

“He’s got me tight,” Dick groaned from his cell, pulling at his restraints. “Apparently, in his time, our identities were compromised, at least to him.”

“So, what’s the plan, Boy Wonder?” Helena asked leaning against the bars to smile at her friend.

“I got nothing…” Dick sighed, sagging in his restraints.

“What, this isn’t like you at all,” Helena frowned, “Batman Jr. is the brains of this operation; without you, we’ll just run around till we crash into each other and get knocked out. So, what’s the deal?”

“I dunno; I’ve just had too much on my mind lately,” Dick frowned.

“You have been acting even more broody… ever since Babs and that Ronnie guy…” Her eyes widened, “You’re jealous?”

“More like disappointed,” Dick looked away. “She could do better.”

“I know bookworm is hard to top, but there are other girls out there, Dick,” Helena shook her head.

“You really think there's another girl out there for me, Hellspawn?” Dick sighed, “Doubtful.”

“Out there… in here…” She said out loud, surprising them both.

“Helena?” Dick asked as Clock King walked in with Ron tied up and in tow.

“They’re on their way,” Clock King smiled, “And soon, not even you and your protégé will be able to stop me, Stoppable.”

“What’s a proto guy?” Ron blinked in confusion.

A moment later, the door on the opposite side of the cell block opened, and Kim walked in, carrying a bag on her shoulder. “Alright, I’ve got what you want; let them go.”

“Let’s see it first, Ms. Possible,” Clock King warned, narrowing his eyes behind his glasses.

Kim frowned and pulled the small stone monkey from the bag and held it out.

“Kim, don’t do it,” Helena warned before blinking when she saw Black Canary untying Dick.

“You want it? Come and get it,” Kim said, not making a move toward the villain.

Clock King snapped his fingers as a group of thugs stepped in behind him and approached the teen hero. One thug was just about to grab the device when Batgirl swooped down and kicked him square in the chest. “Want the monkey, you gotta go through me,” Batgirl proclaimed.

“Get changed quickly,” Canary broke the door to Dick’s cell and then Helena’s before tossing them both their costumes as chaos exploded in the cell block.

Kim tried to hang on to the Tempus Simia, but it was knocked from her hand when one stunned thug was knocked back toward her. “Get the relic!” Clock King bellowed as Kim and Batgirl stood back-to-back, fighting off Clock King’s thugs.

Moments later, Black Canary, Huntress, and Robin entered the fray. “My Simia,” Clock King growled as he dove and grabbed the ancient relic. “See you in the future!” He said, running away.

“Don’t let him get away!” Robin called out, struggling with a thug.

“He won’t,” Batgirl and Kim said at the same time, firing their grapple gun and hair dryer.

Ron and Robin were momentarily stunned by the grace in which Batgirl and Kim flipped through the air in near identical techniques. They landed perfectly on the far side of the rumble and smiled to each other before running down the hall.

Robin tossed a batarang, which cut Ron’s restraints, “Forget the thugs; we have to stop Clock King,” Robin shouted, and the girls nodded. Moments later, the four were running on the same trail that Batgirl and Kim were paving through thugs.

Kim and Batgirl were like a well oiled machine, working together perfectly, fighting through Clock King’s minions, punching, kicking, blocking, and countering as they went.

“You’re not getting past me,” the largest of thugs so far growled.

Batgirl snorted and threw a series of punches and kicks to the thug’s body before bending over to the side, letting Kim slide across her back to scissor kick him, sending him to the ground.

Batgirl and Kim nodded to each other as Robin, Ron, and the others caught up. “We were coming to help, but… looks like you got it…”

“Looks like,” Kim smiled, “Now, what do you guys say we go stop the bad guy?”

The group ran into the next room and found Clock King standing before a glowing portal. “It’s too late,” Clock King yelled back at them.

“Not yet,” Robin growled, diving for him as he stepped through. “We got to go, Girls!” Robin yelled to the Birds.

Huntress and Black Canary nodded and then turned to Ron. Huntress moved first, grabbing Ron by the collar and pressing her lips to his before passing him to Canary, who did the same.

“Hey! Stop that!” Batgirl yelled as Ron fainted to the floor with a large grin on his face.

“I’ve wanted to do that since I hit puberty,” Black Canary stated, and Huntress nodded in agreement.

“GO!” Batgirl shoved the two girls through the portal. “Let’s go, Robin,” she nodded to her best friend.

Robin nodded and stepped through the time portal.

Batgirl started to follow when Kim grabbed her arm. “Wait, I have to know…” Kim said, grabbing Batgirl’s attention. “You’re my daughter, aren’t you?”

Batgirl opened her mouth but wasn’t sure how to respond. “It’s obvious, Barbara,” Kim smiled, “Helena’s gotta be Bonnie’s, and Dinah’s easily Tara’s. But… I have to know… your Father… it's Ron, isn’t it?”

“Uh…” Batgirl stammered.

“It is, isn’t it?” Kim pressed again.

Batgirl sighed and pushed back her cowl. “Ron is my Daddy.”

Kim’s cheeks colored as a content smile crossed her face. “I… I had hoped me and Ron would… I dunno… It’s just… I get so tired of waiting for him to see me as a girl… and…” Before she could continue, Barbara pulled out a note pad and pen from her belt, and scribbled a date.

“Mom, listen carefully,” She said, stuffing the paper into Kim’s hand, “Whatever you do… don’t take any missions on this date.”

“What?” Kim blinked in confusion.

“Batgirl, we have to go!” Robin said as he stepped halfway back through the portal.

“Promise me!” She said, gripping Kim’s shoulders desperately.

“Ok, I promise,” Kim nodded finally.

Batgirl smiled and pulled Kim into a tight hug. “I love you, Mom,” she said before she ran through the portal, which closed just behind her.

“That was a Booyah moment to end all Booyah moments…” Ron broke her thoughts, glancing to try to see the paper at which Kim was staring.

“Did you learn any other future stuff while I was down?” Ron scratched his head.

“Nothing big,” Kim smiled, looping her arm around his. “Let’s go home.”

(-V-)

“Are we back to our time?” Batgirl asked, looking around the apparently closed hall of Arkham Asylum. “And where’s Clock King?”

“Don’t know,” Robin said, draping his cape over his shoulders, “Let’s get out of here.”

They carefully made it through the dark corridors of Arkham, having to stop long enough for Robin to pick some locks. “Something tells me…” Robin breathed when they exited the Asylum and saw the massive, futuristic city in the distance, “We’re not in our time…”

They walked toward the exit of the Asylum ground and saw a sign. “Huh… Gotham City six miles…” Dinah read out loud. “Never heard of it.”

You have to move; you’re in danger there. A synthetic feminine voice spoke through their earbuds.

“Who are you?” Robin asked, pressing into his ear. “How did you get on this frequency?”

My name is Oracle, and details can be shared later, the voice replied. Right now, you’re in Titan territory. I’ve already contacted Batman, and he’s on his way. There’s an open area two miles down the road. I suggest you hurry.

“What’s a Titan?” Canary scratched her head.

A moment later, a group of heavily-muscled giants with bone-like spikes sticking out of their backs and arms stepped out of the woods, growling at the group. “Next question?” Huntress asked, taking a step away from the monsters.

“Run!” Robin said, and the group took off down the road as fast as their legs could carry them.

“They’re catching up!” Batgirl cried as she glanced back to see the monsters approaching.

“This is the place,” Robin said as they came to a stop in the large opening. “Guess we’ll have to hold our ground till Batman gets here…”

The group of giants stopped and took a step back at the sound of a rocket engine filling the air. The four teenaged crime fighters look up to see what looked like a flying car lowering to the ground. “Nice ride…” Canary smiled as the cockpit hatch opened.

The monsters seemed to be visibly frightened as a pointy eared costumed figure climbed from the vehicle. “That’s not Batman…” Robin narrowed his eyes.

This so-called Batman was definitely not Ron. He was close to a foot shorter, slimmer, and the costume was completely different. It was solid black, with a bright red, glowing symbol on his chest, no cape, and a full mask with more pronounced ears.

The monsters ran back into the woods in fear of the much-smaller human. A moment later, he turned to the four heroes and narrowed his eyes. “Robin, Batgirl, Huntress, and Black Canary, we’ve been expecting you.”

“Who are you?” Batgirl glared, crossing her arms.

“I’m Batman.”

To Be Continued…

Next Chapter: Sitch in Time pt 3: A Step Beyond