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Story 7, Part 1 of the Kim Possible: The University Years series.

Disclaimer: All Kim Possible characters are the copyright of Walt Disney Corporation. I’m just
borrowing them to write up a story with no intention of making any money. This is for fun. All other characters in my stories, that Disney doesn’t own, are mine.

A/N: Well, this is it! Anyone who had read “To Help A Friend” would be aware of a certain ‘Phase II’ in the works. ‘Phase II’ is now about to begin!

This story is a bit longer than “To Help A Friend”, thus the reason why it had taken me so long to written it up. I had divided it into two chapters for easier download and reading.

Given the non-bloody violence in this story, I feel the need to bump up the rating a notch to T (PG-13).

Story rating: Rated T (aka PG-13)
Written: June/July 2005

Summery: In time of a grave crisis, secrets are revealed, particularly for one friend of Kim Possible.

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Kim Possible: The University Years

Secrets Reveal
By JuPMod (aka JPMod)

He smiled. It was not a smile of joy but a smile of satisfaction. He had read the reports that were currently on his desk, and things were now in place and currently in motion. They could not be undone.

“You’ve done well,” he said. “Phase II is now beginning as we speak.” He swiveled his leather chair to look at his aid. “No one will suspect the real notion of what is about to happen.”

“Thank you, Master,” his aid said, bowing before straightening up again to eye his leader.

Master noticed something in his aid’s expression. “Something on your mind?”

The aid hesitated for a moment before speaking. “Just curious, Master. I have done everything according to your instructions, yet even I can’t understand what you are planning. What will this accomplish?”

A grin formed on Master’s face. “Simple. It will reveal something from Miss Tsuda’s past to everyone around her to see. Her past will finally catch up with her. Not even she can escape it.”

He swiveled his chair back to face the desk, before he picked up a photograph of Debra Oxford Tsuda, taken in Japan long ago. A smirk formed on his face as he gazed at the photo. “Oh, yes. Miss Tsuda’s past will definitely catch up with her.”

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Loretta Brown woke from sleep and turned her head around on the pillow to gaze at the digital clock on her nightstand. It was 8 AM. With sleepy eyes, she sat up and stretched her arms as she yawned. Sunlight was streaming through around the edges of the closed window curtains.

Looking across the small aisle to her dorm mate, the brown-skinned sophomore student noticed Debra was still asleep. She gave a smirk at the sight of the young woman peacefully at slumber, her brown/blonde hair spread across the white pillow. It came to no surprise for Loretta.

Since first meeting Debra Oxford Tsuda at the end of August, near the start of the semester, Loretta found out early that the froshie girl stayed out late on Friday nights and wouldn’t be back until sometime after 1 AM Saturday morning. Almost every Friday night, it was the same thing, given Debra didn’t have any classes on Saturday anyway.  She also didn’t have any gymnastics practice on Saturday, and even after befriending Kim Possible, Deb kept her martial arts exercises with the redhead heroine on weekday mornings. It had provided the 18-year-old girl the ability to stay out late and sleep-in late.

Shaking her head at the thought, Loretta gotten out of bed and quietly sort through her clothes in her closet. After deciding what she would wear for the day, she took her clothes and headed toward the bathroom to wash-up and prepare for the day.

Yet as she entered the bathroom, the young woman’s mind wandered back to her sleeping roommate. Even after all these weeks, she still wondered what Debra does on her Friday nights anyway.

From the outset, Debra certainly wasn’t a party girl, given Loretta had not yet to even see any signs of the gymnastic star being drunk or engaged in any activities that associated with Friday night partying. Kim Possible and her friends did not engage in such activities either, so it ruled out Debra doing such a thing.

Loretta also knew that Debra didn’t have a boyfriend. Friday nights were the typical times for couples to hang out, yet if Debra didn’t have a beau, it certainly dashed that theory out the window.

Debra had told her that the weekly ‘time-out’ event, with Kim’s friends, was held on any day from Monday through Thursday. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights were out, given many in the group would do other things. Besides, Loretta had noticed that Debra usually was back by 10 AM anyway from these weekly ‘time-out’ events.

So it left Loretta with a curious mystery on what her friend does on her Friday nights to warrant staying up late until sometime past 1 AM. Even though she knew it was none of her business, her curiosity was growing more and more every week.

As she prepared to take a shower, Loretta again came to her conclusion that it was none of her business, yet she thought that it might not hurt to ask Debra. After all, it might be just something harmless that the younger woman liked to do.

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Debra forked some scrabbled eggs as she read the book she has to make a report for English class. It was a classical book, and like all such books, the author had written sentences in ways only an adult could understand, much like Shakespeare. Children would not able to comprehend the writing, yet complex writing could even baffle adults as well.

Frowning, the young woman placed the forked food in her mouth as she continued to read, her hair falling around her face like a curtain. Despite growing up reading and writing English in Japan, she still couldn’t fully understand everything about the language. There were times she wished she could have a Japanese translated version of these books to help her better understand the complex words.

“Well,” she muttered, “they said English is the most complex and difficult language on Earth to understand. They certainly were right.” The young lady forked some more food and ate it.

She was currently in the cafeteria of Upperton U’s main student center. It was on the opposite side of the building from the two-level food court. The food court’s businesses would not open until 11 AM, given they all served only lunch and dinner foods. Despite the food court’s businesses not opening until 11, people were allowed to hang out in the dining areas of the food court, if they wished. The cafeteria was opened by 7 AM to serve breakfast. It was a large place to accommodate roughly 500 people. It was not as large as the food court, but it was the only place to serve breakfast, unless one ventured outside campus to the nearby university town.

After Debra had woken up roughly around 9:30 AM, she had taken a quick shower, donned jeans, long-sleeved blouse, socks, sneakers, and a light jacket before heading out to eat and read. She had taken a table next to one of the floor-to-ceiling windows that lined up the entire outer wall, which was on the opposite side of the kitchen/serving area. Least she could bask in the warm sunlight while reading next to the windows.

“Debra!” a male voice called out.

Looking up from the book, her blue eyes locked onto the blue eyes of a young man in a mechanized wheelchair approaching her. A grin spread on her face. “Hi, Felix,” she greeted as he arrived at the table and placed down his food tray.

“Good morning,” he returned her salutation. “I figured you would be here.” He began opening up a small pint carton of orange juice.

Debra shrugged before picking up her carton pint of milk. “Well, you and the others know by now that I will be here every Saturday morning. I don’t have much to do on Saturdays anyway except read and write up my class work.” She took a sip of milk.

After taking a sip of orange juice, Felix looked at the book in front of her. “Astronomy?”

She shook her head. “No, English class. I have to write up a report on this book the professor wants the class to read. It’s a complex story with complex writing. I feel at times overwhelmed in understanding what at times is going on in this story.” Her hand forked another stab of eggs.

Felix chuckled. “That’s the English language, Deb.” He picked up a fork. “Not even all Americans know every word in the entire English dictionary.” He sliced up a piece of syrup pancake before frowning. “Come to think about it, I do not really think there is anyone who knows every word in the entire dictionary.” He stabbed his slice of pancake and ate it.

Sighing, Debra returned to reading her book. “If you ever happen to meet that person, give me his or her address, Felix. I could use the help in understanding this book.”

After a few minutes of silence between the two as they ate their breakfast, Felix spoke. “Debra?”

“Mmmm?” She titled her head up as she ate the last of her eggs.

He took sip of orange juice before continuing. “Unless you have any other plans for tonight, you’re welcome to come with Kim, Ron, Monique, and I to the old university’s movie theatre to watch a movie. They’re going to do a back-to-back showing of Arthur Clarke’s Odyssey series.”

Debra grinned. “As I said, I don’t have much to do on Saturdays anyway. It’s a date.”

“Great!” Felix beamed. “The showing starts at 6 PM.” He forked the last of his pancakes in his mouth.

“I’ll be there,” she replied, still grinning. Her lips turned into a frown as she raised an eyebrow at the brown haired man. “Odyssey series?”

Felix was taken a bit by surprise. “Have you ever read Arthur C. Clarke’s science-fiction Odyssey series of novels – 2001, 2010, 2061, and 3001? Two of them, 2001 and 2010 were made into movies.”

Frowning some more, Debra finished up her eggs as she thought about it. “I think I saw one of the movies. Was 2001 about some American spaceship that went to Jupiter and the astronaut ventured into this large rectangle thing where space look distorted? Sort of like what space look like when a ship in Star Trek goes into warp?”

Felix nodded. “Yeah, that was 2001, but it seems you haven’t seen it for a long time.”

“I think I might have saw it when I was child,” Debra explained. “It was so long ago, that I certainly don’t recall the details.” She picked up her carton of milk to finish it up.

“You’ll enjoy it,” he grinned. “It’s considered a classic in American films.”

Finishing up her milk, the freshman student grinned at the junior student across from her. “I’ll be the judge of that, when I see the movie tonight, Felix. I had learned that people mostly overrate using the word ‘classic’ when referring to books, TV shows, movies, and other things. A ‘classic’ for one person is not always the case in the eyes of another.”

“True,” he conceded her point with a grin before drinking up the last of his orange juice. “Debra, how about we go to one of the nearby lounges? We can read, do our work,” he thumbed his backpack that was strapped to the back of his chair, “and just enjoyed several hours together before the movie tonight.”

Debra’s lips turned up into a smile. “I like that, Felix.” Her smile made him smile in return.

After she stashed her book into her backpack, the two tossed out the trash from their trays in a trashcan and placed the trays on a nearby ‘return tray’ table. They then proceeded to a nearby lounge to spend several hours reading, doing schoolwork, and occasionally talk to past the time.

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On the opposite side of the Tri-City area, in an abandoned warehouse in Lowerton, a figure was taking delight as he finished the final touches to a strange air vehicle. When he was finished, he lifted his welding mask as he pulled the welder away from the metal.

“It’s nearly finished!” he cried out. “With this weapon, I’ll be unstoppable! No will able to oppose me!”

A woman crossed her arms as she stared at the man. “What makes you so sure this will be different?”

He pulled away from the vehicle to face her. “The plans I received a few weeks ago are nothing short of brilliance! This vehicle will make the world tremble with might! All we have to do to complete the work is the require information to construct the last material to bring our weapon to life!”

She was not convinced. “I’m still very reluctant about this. How do you know this would work?”

“The science is sound,” he replied with an impish grin. “I’ve checked it out myself and found nothing wrong with it.”

She frowned as she rolled her eyes. “That’s what worries me.”

The grin fell his face as he looked at her. “This will work.” He grinned again. “You’ll get the required information at this location.” His hand came up with a piece of paper in front of her face.

Taking the paper, her eyebrow rose up upon reading the location. “Are you sure about this location?” Her eyes rose to lock onto his.

“I’m quite sure. That is the location.” He smiled as he walked away and headed toward one of the abandoned offices.

Left standing besides the air vehicle, the woman was a bit dumbfounded. Her lips slowly turned into a smirk. “Ironic,” she said before leaving to prepare for her journey as one of her hands lit up in green fire.

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Now of these days, if someone thought an old style movie theatre would still exist, especially in an age of mega movie complexes, the person would might be considered crazy. Yet that label would be the case for everyone in Upperton U and the surrounding area, given the university’s movie theatre has been built in the mid-1930’s and have not changed in style much since then.

The old theatre, kept in repairs over the decades to prevent decay by donations from the Upperton U’s Film & TV Society, was situated in the northeastern area of the vast campus, which was quite a walk from the dormitories. Like all theatres in the 30’s, it gave entertainment in the forms of movies, cartoons, and news before the age of television changed things. It had survived the TV age by adapting like all theatres had done, and yet with the mega movie complexes, it still survived by holding film festivals of various sorts – showing film themes, documentaries for historical references, etc.

Tonight was science-fiction theme night, hosted by the university’s Science Fiction & Gaming Club. They had suggested the movies 2001 and 2010 to play together with a 30-minute intermission between the movies.

By 6 PM, the two-story high theatre, which could seat 500, was only a quarter full of people, spread across the seating areas with many empty seats in between. Given the concession stand has long ago been shut down, movie attendees were allowed to bring in their own snacks & non-alcoholic drinks.

Debra, Felix, and Monique chosen to sit halfway to the front. Felix placed his wheelchair, in the wide aisle, next to Monique while Debra sat on Monique’s other side. Kim and Ron decided to go to the balcony seating area to sit alone from the others. The other three weren’t fooled though. It was obvious why the two lovebirds chosen the balcony, given they could find a seclude spot to play tonsil-hockey at times during the show.

Since she was the only one in the group who haven’t seen 2001 for a long time and have not seen 2010 at all, Debra took in both movies with interest, eating popcorn Felix had brought. Felix also stayed alert during the show, yet more to enjoy watching his companions’ reactions than the movies. He was pleased at seeing Debra enjoying herself and amused at watching Monique fell asleep a quarter through 2010. As for Kim and Ron… Well, let’s just say the two paid more attention to each other than the movies.

It was close to 10 PM when people started emptying out of the theatre, heading toward the dorms or their vehicles to take them to their off-campus residences – apartments, frat & sorority houses, etc.

“That was certainly an interesting pair of movies,” Debra commented as she stood with Felix and Monique in front of the front entrance of the theatre. She pulled her university sports jacket, with the words ‘Girl’s Gymnastics Team’ on the back and ‘UU’ on the front left breast, tighter to her to keep warm from the slight wind. Some strands of her hair were blowing in the wind.

Monique yawned. “Glad you like them, Debbie.” She gave a tired grin. “I feel like I could sleep well into morning.”

Felix chuckled. “Monique, you were asleep during most of the showing of 2010. You would probably wake up early tomorrow morning.”

The black girl shook her head with a grin. “Not me. I’m going to sleep my usual 8 hours of beauty sleep like a log.”

Debra turned to look at the front entrance as fewer people were streaming by them now. “Where are they?”

This time it was Monique’s turn to chuckle, making Debra turned to face her and making all three of them not aware of Kim and Ron approaching the glass-doors from the lobby and leaving the theatre. “Deb, those two probably are still in lip lock and not even aware the movie has ended.”

“We certainly were aware the movie has ended,” Kim spoke, startling the three, since they didn’t saw her and Ron left the theatre.

“Had fun?” Felix asked Ron as the couple approached. Kim was pulling her sports jacket, with the words ‘Cheerleading Squad’ on the back, closer to her.

“More and less as we usually do,” Ron grinned with an arm around Kim’s waist and hers around his.

Monique smirked. “Then why did it took you this long to come out?”

Kim slyly grinned. “I said we were aware the movie has ended. We decided to wait while longer.”

Debra giggled. “Other words, you two wanted to kiss each other more.”

“More or less,” Ron replied, still grinning. Kim gently elbowed him in the ribs, grinning at Debra.

“Come on,” Monique said as she began strolling away, leading the group. “I want to get back and sleep like a baby.”

Kim turned her head to Debra with a raised eyebrow. The younger woman impishly grinned. “Monique fell asleep sometime after 2010 started.” Kim’s lips curved into a grin of amusement.

“It was boring!” Monique cried out.

“Then why did you bother to come?” Felix asked in confusion.

Monique shrugged. “For the company. Besides,” she turned to look at him, “I have nothing better to do tonight.”

“Come on!” Ron said in disbelief. “You could go online and chat on the chat groups or message boards and other things. George does that on most of his Saturday nights as you know.”

“As I said,” Monique countered, “I joined for the company.”

Ron rolled his eyes and leaned his head down a bit to whisper in his beloved’s ear. “Even after all these years as her friend, Monique still confuses me at times.”

“I know,” Kim whispered back with a knowing grin.

It was a long walk back to the dormitories under the clear moonlit sky. Along the path, they passed many buildings. The administration building was least four stories tall with various stone designs on it. The university’s main auditorium, which was use for the drama department, orchestra, and other events, was rectangular with a quarter dome in the center. Three buildings, all 1990’s design with glass with the exception of one, which has few glass windows in the modest fancy concrete structure, housed the science, engineering, & research departments.

As the friends laughed at a joke Ron told while passing the front entrance of the science building, a flash of light, coming from top, fourth floor of the building, caught Debra’s attention. She stopped to gaze at the windows where she noticed the light.

Upon realizing Debra was no longer walking besides her, Kim stopped, halting Ron in the process. She turned to find the other student looking up at the building. “What is it, Debra?” Felix and Monique finally stopped upon hearing Kim.

“I thought I saw a flash of light coming from the fourth floor.” She pointed to the windows on the top, and the others looked up to the area indicated.

Ron shrugged. “Could be just the janitor, Deb. They always clean-up the places late at night.”

“I don’t know, Ron,” Monique said. “If it was the janitor, the room’s lights would be on. I don’t see a single lighted room in front of this building.”

Suddenly, another flash of light shone, and all five saw it.

“Did you see that?” Debra asked as she turned her head to face Kim.

Kim nodded her head as her eyes narrowed on the spot where the flash were. “Yes, and it was green. I don’t think the janitors would need flashlights, never the less green ones. Besides, I swore I know that particular shade of green.”

“Should we call campus security?” Felix inquired.

“If we do,” Kim answered with a expressive voice, “they’ll likely come too late.”

“What?” Ron was baffled. “What are you talking about?”

“No time,” the redhead cheerleader mentioned as she let go of her boyfriend. “I have a strong feeling about this.” With that said, she ran toward a tall, strong oak tree, which sat next to the building and extended all the way to the top. She leaped and somersaulted from branch to branch until she reached the roof.

“Wait for me!” Debra exclaimed and followed Kim’s moves up the tree to the top.

“Kim! Debra!” Ron called out before turning to Felix and Monique.

“Come on,” Felix said as he activated his chair’s hover abilities. “Grab hold on the back, you two.”

Monique took hold of one side of the wheelchair’s back. “Good idea, Zombie Boy.” Once Ron took hold on the other side of the chair, Felix maneuvered the three of them upward to the top of the building.

Following her instincts, Kim quickly went to an open skylight, which seemed odd when the weather was turning colder. Debra, and a moment later, Ron, Monique, and Felix soon joined the cheerleader. The redhead knelt down at one corner of the skylight to examine something there.

“No way!” Ron couldn’t believe what he was seeing as he stepped off Felix’s wheelchair to stand beside his girlfriend.

“Way, Ron,” Kim countered with a grim face. “These scorch claw marks on the locks to open the window can only be made by one person we know.”

Without warning, a figure flew through the open skylight to land on the opposite side of the group of five with the skylight in between them. Her lips curved into a devious grin. “That would be me.”

“Shego!” Kim and Ron cried out simultaneously with wide eyes. Felix and Monique’s faces showed shock and a tad of fear.

“Shego?” Debra asked, a bit confused with wide eyes staring at the green-clad woman, who kept her eyes on Kim and vice versa. “Kim,” she pointed at the raven-haired woman, “is she--?”

“My arch foe,” Kim answered for her friend as her eyes narrowed on her nemesis. “Yes, Debra.” Her lips curved up in a sarcastic grin. “Long time no see, Shego. Prison didn’t suit you?”

The former member of Team Go gave a smirk. “You obviously know me well enough to know prison doesn’t suit me, Kimmie. I found it ironic that Dr. D sent me here of all places to retrieve something he wants. I knew you and your buffoon boyfriend,” her eyes momentarily locked on Ron whose eyes narrowed in anger,  “were attending this university, and it was perfect chance you happen to be here when I broke into this building.”

Kim stood up to face her rival, still grinning. “How about you go back to prison, Shego? We’ll make it more suitable for you this time.”

Suddenly, the leader of Team Possible jumped into the air and came down at Shego with an extended leg, aiming to kick her foe. However, Shego anticipated this move and cart wheeled out of the way. Kim landed and turned in time to see Shego back flipped several times to land on top of the building’s large air-conditioning unit.

“Sorry, Kimmie,” Shego smugly grinned. “As much as I would love to see whether you still have the fighting ‘touch’ after two years since I last fought you, I have to deliver this,” she held up a data disk in a disk case, “to Dr. D.” With that said, she jumped behind the air-conditioning unit out of sight.

As Kim immediately rushed toward the air-conditioning unit with Ron right behind her, Shego reappeared from behind the large unit on her flying surfboard and flew off swiftly out of reach. Team Possible, taken by surprised, walked toward the edge of the building and watched their arch foe flew southward. Debra, Felix, and Monique came up to stand behind the two as they too watched the retreating form of Shego.

Ron swiveled his head to look at the woman he loved. Her expression was scornful, aimed at the shrinking image of Shego in the distance. “What do we now, KP?”

In response, Kim reached into her jacket’s pocket to retrieve her Kimmunicator. Ever since Debra’s abduction, she had returned to keeping the PDA with her at all times. She pressed a button, and a few seconds later, Wade Load’s image appeared on the tiny screen.

“Kim?” The 14-year-old super genius was surprised to see his friend and immediately saw her expression. “What’s wrong?”

“Wade,” she began, “contact Global Justice.” She titled her head back up to eye the area of the sky where Shego couldn’t be seen anymore given she was far away now. “Shego just made an appearance here at Upperton University.” Shock came to Wade upon hearing this. “And you know as well as I, that wherever Shego is around, Drakken is involved.”

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Arriving at her destination, Shego touched a button on a wristband and a loading bay door, at the back of the vast warehouse, slid up along its tracks. She flew in and touched the button again to close the door.

“Did you get it?” the voice of Shego’s boss spoken before her board hovered down to touch the floor. She smirked and held up the disk case to the approaching man with blue skin, still wearing the same villain outfit he wore for a long time.

“Excellent!” Dr. Drakken broadly smiled as he snatched the case from her hand. “The final material needed to complete our weapon!”

He strolled toward a machine, off the side of the loading bay, and inserted the disk from the case into a computer terminal. Soon data from the disk was in the computer, and after a few minutes of tapping keys, Drakken saw through a window, on the machine, material was forming to the specifications he required.

Shego came up besides him to look through the window. “What’s that?”

Drakken smirked. “That, Shego, is the final phase of our means to start bringing fear and chaos to the world. These crystals are being made to the specifications that came with the blueprints of my weapon. Without the data from Professor Samantha Hennelly’s research, we would not be able to program the computer to know how to form the crystals.”

Rolling her eyes as she crossed her arms, she snorted. “That’s all great, Dr. D. Just exactly what does these crystals do to make our weapon,” she thumbed behind her to the left to the large aircraft in the middle of the warehouse, “do its bad thing?”

His face turned to eye his fellow evildoer with a grin. “I’m so glad you asked, Shego. This is what they do.” And he began explaining.

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Unknown to the two villains, a figure, under the cover of darkness, quietly entered the administration building section of the warehouse and left something in one of the offices before departing just as quietly with no one the wiser he was ever there.

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“And that’s what they do,” Professor Samantha Hennelly finished her explanation, gesturing with her hand to the red crystals that were on top of her scientific workbench.

Agent Will Du, of Global Justice, was astonished. “Professor, these crystals, in the wrong hands, would bring destruction.”

The 50-something woman, with graying blonde hair, nodded. “I understood the negative impact my research would bring, Agent Du, but I figured the benefits would far outweigh the negatives.”

“I say,” Kim Possible said, as she stood next to Du with Ron on her other side.

An hour after Kim had placed the call to Global Justice, Justice’s top agent Will Du arrived in his stealthy aircraft, along with several agents. Soon after, Professor Hennelly had arrived; given it was her lab on the fourth floor that Shego broke into. As the agents and a few members of the university’s security force combed the lab for clues, Agent Du, Kim, and Ron questioned the professor to what Shego might have taken. Kim had witnessed Shego with the data disk and told the elderly woman this, and soon after, the professor confirmed that data was copied off her computer. The professor then explained about her research.

Kim clarified herself upon seeing Ron’s raised eyebrow at her. “These crystals amplify sound waves many times fold, Ron. Used in a control reaction, the crystals can make any sound-functioning equipment even better – sonar instruments would be able to give clearer pictures, hearing aids would able to give hearing impaired people even better hearing, music would even be more sharper and clearer than ever before. I could go on and on about the benefits these crystals could bring.”

“Exactly!” Professor Hennelly spoke out with a smile, pleased of Kim’s explanation. “The benefits would be great!”

Agent Du frowned. “Never the less, Shego took the information on how to grow the crystals. Drakken, no doubt, will use these crystals,” he pointed to the crystals on the bench to his right, “as a weapon, Professor.”

The professor shook her head. “I didn’t made my research for military purposes, Agent Du.”

Du gave a sigh. “Do you have the means to counteract the crystals?”

Again, she shook her head. “No, for I certainly wasn’t planning to sell my research to the military or anyone who would use it as a weapon of destruction.”

“How about sound dampers?” Ron asked. He shrugged when three sets of eyes turned on him.

Turning from her partner, Kim, who kept her open-channel Kimmunicator in hand, held it up to look into the small screen. “Wade, could Ron’s idea work?”

Wade, who had heard everything regarding the crystals, was typing at his keyboard, and after a minute, he shook his head. “No can do,” he said in a voice deeper than he was at 10 years old. “Current sound damping technologies are useless against the magnitude the crystals can cause. I probably will be working a day to figure out the best means to counter the crystals affects.”

Kim bobbed her head. “Make it fast as possible, Wade. No telling how soon Drakken will have a weapon ready with the professor’s crystals.”

The teen boy nodded with grim determination. “Will do, Kim. I’ll let you know when I come up with something. Wade out.” With that said, his image blipped out on the PDA.

Ron’s eyes turn from Kim’s Kimmunicator to Agent Du. “Can we locate Drakken and Shego? We know Shego was heading south.”

Du snorted at him. “Unless we find something to narrow our search, Mr. Stoppable, trying to locate two people in either Middleton or Lowerton will take days. By the time we do locate them, it would be likely too late. Based on how smart Dr. Drakken is, he would make a weapon in far lesser time.”

“Calm down, Will,” Kim said with a hand on his arm. “Surely, Dr. Director has the Tri-City area in full alert to be on the look-out for Drakken and Shego, right?”

Looking into her green eyes, the Global Justice agent nodded. “She did.”

“Then it is only a matter of time before they are spotted,” she pointed out. By surprise, the young woman yawned, and the next thing she knew, she felt Ron’s arm around her shoulders.

“Come on, Kim. Let’s get back to the dorms and get some sleep. It’s shortly past midnight now.” The blonde man gestured to the agents and security personnel still combing the lab. “Global Justice is here, and I’m sure they’ll tell us if they find anything.” He eyed Will Du, who nodded to confirm what he said. Ron’s gaze returned to Kim. “There’s nothing we can do now but wait. Felix, Monique, and Debra had left when Agent Du arrived. It’s time we do too, for now.”

Kim, her green eyes steady on his brown ones, slowly grinned and nodded. He was right. There was nothing she could do but wait for something to happen - for Wade to come up with a counter to the crystals, Drakken and Shego were found before they could build their weapon, or for Drakken and Shego to start attacking with their new weapon. Any of these three scenarios would likely happen, but not so soon.

Kim turned to Will Du. “Please keep us inform. I don’t like to see Drakken turn the Tri-City area into ruins. I want to help stop him.”

“I will,” Du said. “Dr. Director told me it would be likely you’ll not sit on the sidelines and just watch.”

A chuckle escaped her lips. “She was right. Good night.”

With that said, she turned around and walked out of the lab into the hallway. With Ron following her, the two made their way out of the building and headed toward the dorms to catch much sleep as they could.

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Sitting at her dorm room’s desk, Debra was reading her favorite subject and writing down notes in a notebook besides the textbook. The topic, on the various different classes of galaxies and how they were formed or the possibilities of how they were formed, fascinated her. It was interesting to read the various theories on how particular galaxies were created.

The door to the dorm room opened, and Loretta walked in with a brown bag in hand. As Debra watched, she took off her coat and tossed it on her bed.

Putting down the bag on her desk, she shivered. “Brrrrr! Even after one year, I still have not yet gotten used to the early chills of this area of the country.” From the bag, she took out a styrofoam cup of hot coffee and a small sandwich and placed them on the desk. “New York doesn’t get cold like this until mid-December or later at least.”

Debra grinned. “I grew up in northern Japan, so chilly weather like we’re having now is nothing new to me.”

“I say,” the sophomore student grinned at her roommate before sitting down on her desk’s chair. “Did you get more snow where you had lived in Japan than here?” She picked up her coffee, pulled the cover off, and took a sip of the hot liquid.

Thinking about it for a moment, Debra answered her friend’s question. “I’m not really sure about that. After my family moved to Middleton, I only experienced one full winter, and based on only that one time, I think there is not much difference between Middleton and Aomori, where I grew up in Japan.”

“Really?” Loretta said. “No occasional freak snowstorms dumping a ton of snow on you?”

A smile came to Debra’s face. “Yes, we occasionally get those type of storms.”

“Good!” Loretta beamed. “Least I know you had to go out and shovel the snow once in awhile.”
Her face lit up as memory came her. “I will never forget when I was 7 when the great East Coast Super Storm of 1996 came and dumped soooo much snow that it literally stopped everyone in their tracks from Georgia to Maine! Airports were closed. No one could drive on the roads. It took least a day or two before everyone could dig themselves out and businesses had gotten back to normal.” She snorted in amusement. “So much snow piled up on the side of the sidewalks that they became mountains to me. Piling up taller than me in height.”

Debra softly laughed. “Seems you had a good time.”

Loretta’s lips curved into a sly smirk. “I certainly did, given I was only a child then. The adults were all grumpy.” She took another sip of coffee before picking up her sandwich for a bite.

“Quite understandable,” Debra chuckled.

Eyeing her roommate, Loretta changed the subject. “The papers and TV news at the student center mentioned about what had happened last night. So is it true?”

The grin fell from the gymnastic athlete’s face before nodding. “It’s true.”

Frowning, Loretta shook her head. “It isn’t everyday Upperton U gets a visit from a world-known super villain. Did you know that the entire Tri-City area is now on alert to be on the lookout, not only for Shego but also for her boss, Dr. Drakken?”

“I didn’t knew,” Debra replied. “Once Global Justice arrived last night, I left with Felix and Monique. Only Kim and Ron stayed to converse with the head agent. I think his name is Will Du.”

Loretta shrugged. “Well, that what is happening now, Deb.” She took a sip of coffee and bite of sandwich. She muttered as she chewed. “Is Kim going to get involved? You said she stayed to talk with that agent last night when you left.”

A sigh escaped Debra’s lips. “I don’t know about that, Loretta.” Her hand gestured to the windows to indicate the outside world. “This is Shego, one of Kim’s arch foes. I was there on the roof with Kim, and I saw that Kim wasn’t thrilled to see Shego there. I have a feeling Kim is taking this personally.”

“I don’t think anyone could blame her, Deb,” Loretta said before taking another sip of coffee. “If you found out your arch foe broke into a building of your school and stole something, you might feel your private space was violated.”

“Maybe,” Debra murmured, thinking on the subject.

Making up her mind, the petite woman stood up, took a few steps to her bed, and put a hand in one pocket of her sports jacket to retrieve her cell phone. Flipping it open, she pressed a speed-dial setting and placed the phone to her ear. “Monique? It’s Debra. Is Kim there?” A moment paused. “No, I’m not asking to speak to her. I’m wondering if you guys don’t mind I come over to chat.” Another paused moment. “Great. I’ll see you three in a few minutes. Bye.” She pressed a button to close the line, and her eyes noticed it was 11:55 AM on the phone’s clock.

After quickly placing the phone back in the jacket’s pocket, Debra swung the jacket around to put it on as she talk. “I’m going over to Kim and Monique’s room, Loretta. I’m curious to know what Kim is going to do. Ron is there now as well.” Her fingers flew to zip up the jacket.

“Tell them I said, ‘Hello’,” Loretta grinned. She pointed to Deb. “I have a strong feeling Kim is going to kick Shego’s butt.”

Debra smiled. “I’ll tell them that.” With that said, she left the room and the building to walk the short distance to the neighboring girls’ dormitory structure. A few minutes later, the young lady was welcomed into the dorm room of Kim and Monique.

“Hi, Debra,” Kim, sitting on her bed next to Ron, beamed at the freshman student as she walked in. “What’s on your mind?” Kim was wearing blue jeans and a white sweater with her hair loose and free, while Ron was wearing slacks with long-sleeved turtleneck shirt.

“You,” she grinned while zipping open her jacket as Monique came to stand next to her after closing the door. Monique wore black slacks and an Upperton U sweatshirt.

“Me?” Kim blinked, a bit confused.

After a short nod, Debra made things clearer. “What are you planning to do regarding Shego and Drakken, Kim? Loretta told me, after she had returned from the student center, that the newspapers and TV news mentioned about what had happened last night and the entire Tri-City area is now on full alert to be on the lookout for the two. Are you planning to go after them?”

“If they are found,” the redhead junior student replied. “I know Ron and I haven’t fought them in over two years, but I can’t sit on the sidelines on this sitch, given they made it personal by stealing something from our school.”

“I knew it,” Debra smirked. “Loretta had a feeling you would feel that way.”

Kim chuckled as she felt Ron squeezed her hand. “She’s right, Deb.”

Debra sat on Monique’s bed opposite of Kim and Ron, and Monique sat next to her. “So,” Debra began, “what are two waiting for?”

Ron answered this time. “For one of three things to happen first.”

Kim took up the conversation. “This is the sitch, Debra.” She told her everything that she knew from the meeting with Will Du and Professor Hennelly last night. Minutes later, after she was finished, Debra has a bit of fear etched on her face.

“Think Wade will able to come up with a counter-measure to the crystals?” Debra asked.

“I hope so,” Kim sighed. “Such a weapon in Drakken’s hands would be a nightmare.”

Ron released his girlfriend’s hand to place that same hand, with an arm, around her shoulders to give a reassuring hug. Kim turned her head to gaze into his face, which was full of confidence. “We’ll beat them, KP. We’ve done so before, we can do it again.”

“He’s right,” Monique spoke up with determination. “You two had kicked their butts before, you’re going to do so again.”

“Thanks, guys,” Kim smiled at the two. “Besides,” she looked at Debra, “we’ll have Global Justice to help out.”

Debra grinned at her friend before her lips thinned out as her mind churned and blue eyes turned to look out the windows at the clear, sunny day outside. “I wonder which of the three scenarios will happen first.”

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Their names were James and Timothy Possible or simply Jim and Tim. They were also known to the world as Team Supreme, a mission team similar to Team Possible. Kim Possible’s 14-year-old twin brothers had formed the team back in the spring, when they were confident to follow their big sister’s footsteps in accomplishing missions, from fighting bad guys to rescue operations. They did so just only after they had did well in kung-fu classes, even though they would not ever come close to knowing 16 styles of kung-fu like their elder sibling.

Yeah, they were geniuses. They had aced high school sciences easily as well as mathematics. Yet, despite their scientific & mathematical superiority, they couldn’t pass muster when it came to the other requirements one needed to pass high school, like English. So despite they had been bumped up a grade at the start of their first year in high school, they still had to deal with passing English, physical education, social studies, history, and other classes. Like their sister, they earned straight A’s, were on the honor roll, and joined in extracurricular activities, mostly as the top players of the soccer team.

At the moment, Team Supreme were flying over the southeastern area of Lowerton in their flying hovercraft saucer, similar to one Drakken had with differences - like a canopy added, more powerful engines, and a more stream-like body for better aerodynamics. They still haven’t come up with a name for the vehicle after nearly two months, given the two would keep arguing over the subject, yet they were settling on maybe naming it after their sister. ‘Kiminator Mark I’ sounded pretty cool.

“This is getting boring!” Jim moaned as he kept his eyes on a couple of monitors on the dashboard in front of him. He lifted his head to look at the landscape passing down below. “We’ve been flying for hours with no sign of them.”

In the pilot seat, Tim groaned in agreement. “Yeah, but never the less, Global Justice asked us to help out in the search for Drakken and Shego. We just didn’t thought it would become a drag.”

Jim punched a few buttons on the monitors to extend the range a bit as the saucer zoomed over the warehouse/storage quarter of Lowerton.

Suddenly, one monitor started beeping. “I’m picking up energy signatures,” Jim reported then took a closer look at the readings. “They match the signatures of the sonic crystals of Professor Hennelly.”

Punching a button on the dashboard and looking at a monitor in front of him, Tim slowed down the aircraft as he guided it to the location where the signatures were picked up. “I’m taking us in.”

The saucer slowed down even further as they approached a warehouse that appeared to not have been used for a long time. The tarmac was cracked with weeds growing out of them, and the front office area of the building had broken windows and doors.

“Energy signatures are coming from inside the loading area,” Jim pointed to the monitor, showing a flashing area situated inside a diagram of the building. Tim lowered the saucer down until they were hovering above the back lot of the warehouse, facing the loading bay doors.

Taking one of their created ray guns, set to stun, Jim faced his brother. “I’m going in.”

As he began to open the door, a shrilled warning beeping alerted the two to the monitors.

They cried out together, “What the He---!”

BOOM! A sound came like that of a large sonic boom, and immediately after, an explosion blew apart the rear of the warehouse, debris flying outward away from the building. The explosion didn’t produce any fireball or cloud of smoke. It was like an invisible hand had simply smashed the walls and loading doors with tremendous force.

As Tim and Jim opened their eyes, they saw, through the just blown-out section of the building, a large round hovercraft in the middle of the warehouse. It was least 12 times bigger than theirs with an exposed cockpit in the front. On top of the craft was a large canon, least three-fourths the length and one-half the width of the aircraft, and it was a cylinder with a red, crystal surface in the front.

“Did you saw that, Shego!” Drakken exclaimed to the woman pilot as he stood up in the cockpit with a triumphal smile. “The Sonic Disrupter Cannon is fully operational!”

“I say,” Shego admitted, still blinking in astonishment at the destruction. “You finally may have something here, Dr. D.” She smiled wickedly, before she noticed the other aircraft. “Dr. D? We have company.”

Drakken followed Shego’s pointing finger to the saucer hovering over the back lot.

“Drakken! Shego!” came Jim’s voice from speakers on the saucer. “Give yourselves up!”

Shego growled as she glared at the other craft. She maneuvered theirs out of the warehouse into the open. “Oh, goodie. Kimmie’s twin brat brothers.”

“Team Supreme?” Drakken shouted incredulously as he looked at their opponents. Closing his eyes, he slapped a hand over them as he sat down. “Why does every Possible have to be involve in spoiling my plans?” His eyes opened to glare at the other aircraft.

The green cat-suited woman smirked evilly before activating the targeting systems. “Let’s give them a taste of our new toy.” The cannon titled down a bit as crosshairs on a monitor was centered on the smaller saucer.

Seeing what she has in mind, Drakken too smiled evilly. “FIRE!” he yelled before slamming a fist on a large red button.

In an instant, several things happened. Just behind the red crystal surface, a loud sonic wave was generated at the loudest and most dense setting one could put. The wave then hit the crystals, which vibrated quite rapidly. The sound wave emerged from the crystals at a far greater speed, generating a shockwave that travels faster than the speed of sound thus creating a large sonic boom. The shockwave could be seen rippling through the air as air molecules are compressed forward. This was what Tim and Jim saw heading right at them.

With no time to say a word, Team Supreme engaged the ejection system. The canopy popped open, and two occupied seats shot upward, just before the shockwave hit. The wave pushed the front of the saucer inward and then the saucer was shattered outward with an explosive sound, metal and material scattered all over the place, just like the warehouse’s rear wall and loading doors.

“HA!” Drakken shouted and raised his fist in victory, while he looked up at Jim and Tim as their parachutes engaged. Shego was smiling along with him. “That will show you, you twin Possible brats! Since we’re here in your hometown area, we’re going to cause destruction and chaos on our way to Upperton University, where we’ll give your sister the same taste we gave you!”

With a satisfied smile, Kim Possible’s #1 arch foe turned to his pilot. “Let’s go, Shego! Our Sonic Disrupter Cannon has a date with Kim Possible!”

Shego, still smiling, raised the aircraft upward above the warehouse before turning the vehicle around to face north. The Sonic Disrupter Cannon hovercraft fired its four rear engines and was on its way just as Team Supreme landed on the tarmac.

As they watched the vehicle flew away, the twins, faces full of contempt, detached themselves from their seats. Jim pressed a button on his wrist communicator.

“Wade!” he called out, eyes still on the retreating aircraft.

“I’m here, Jim!” Wade’s face came on a tiny screen on the wrist communicator. “What happened?”

Jim looked down into the super genius’s face. “Tim and I just met Drakken and Shego here in Lowerton. We’re too late. They made a weapon called the Sonic Disrupter Cannon.” Jim heard Wade cursed before continuing. “The weapon blasted apart the rear walls and loading doors of a warehouse it was in, and then they turned it on us. Tim and I barely escaped our saucer before the shockwave from the weapon tore it apart. Their weapon is mounted on a large saucer aircraft, and they are now currently heading north.”

Wade’s expression showed anger and fear as he typed on his keyboard fast. “I’m alerting Global Justice and all authorities of the situation immediately. I still haven’t come up with any means to counteract the crystals affects.” He stopped typing for a moment to look at Jim. “Where are Drakken and Shego heading exactly? You said they’re heading north.”

Tim spoke up this time as he took a few steps to stand beside his brother. “Upperton University.”

Wade figured it out as his eyes went wide. “Kim and Ron! They’re going after Kim and Ron!”

Jim nodded. “Wade, alert them as well, and hurry!” A sonic boom, followed by an explosive sound of a building being torn apart in the distance, made the twins looked up for a moment. “There’s no time! They just started destroying things on their way toward our big sister!”

“Will do!” Wade said as he furiously typed on his keyboard. “What about you guys?”

“We’ll check out the warehouse,” Tim answered as his blue eyes caught those of his twin. “Maybe we’ll find something there they left behind that will help us battle them.” Jim nodded grimly.

“Let me know immediately, if you find anything useful!” Wade called out, still busy at the keyboard. “Wade out!” His image blinked out.

Team Supreme, without a word, ran toward the warehouse. In the distance, another sonic boom was heard, followed by the explosive resonance of another structure destroyed.

War has come to the Tri-City area.

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No one had expected it, but when klaxon sirens began blaring throughout the Tri-City area, everyone was caught off guard. Many of the older citizens remembered the Cold War and the occasional drills to report to the nearest bomb shelters. They knew what the sirens were signaling.

The emergency broadcasting system interrupted every TV show and radio program on the air and immediately began informing people to get to the nearest bomb shelters or to seek refuge in their homes’ basements, if they have a basement.

The Middleton National Guard and Global Justice were mobilized, given the local law enforcement agencies weren’t equip to handle the weapon that was currently paving a path of destruction through Lowerton toward the Middleton boarder. They were informed of Drakken’s main target, and they would do everything they could to stop him.

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When the klaxon sirens began blaring, Kim, Ron, Monique, and Debra were surprised, and they all stood up as one upon hearing the warning sirens. Kim’s Kimmunicator beeped, and she immediately took it out and activated it.

“Go Wade!” Kim called out.

“Kim!” Wade spoke, his face showing fear and scorn. “Drakken and Shego have finished building their weapon using Dr. Hennelly’s crystals! Jim and Tim found them, and their saucer was destroyed by Drakken’s weapon he called the Sonic Disruptor Cannon!”

Kim’s eyes went wide at this. “Are my brothers okay?” She was aware Ron, with Rufus on his shoulder, Monique, and Debra were also listening to Wade as they came close as they could to her.

“They’re okay,” the teen reassured her. “Just right now, the Sonic Disruptor Cannon is running a path of destruction through Lowerton, heading toward Middleton, and eventually Upperton.” His eyes narrowed. “Kim… Drakken’s main target is Upperton University! He’s after you and Ron!”

As she closed her eyes, Kim felt fury course through her body. Drakken really has made it personal for her this time. She opened her fiery green eyes and made a decision.

“Ron, change into your mission clothes.” She and the others could hear the running footsteps in the hallway as students rushed to make it to the basement, which was one of the university’s dedicated bomb shelters.

“I’m on it, KP!” he obeyed and took a duffle bag, which he had brought with him from his dorm room, and entered the bathroom to change.

“Wade,” Kim ordered, “inform Agent Will Du and tell him Team Possible will be helping to fight Drakken. We’ll be taking the fight to him, so we need a lift in his aircraft. If Ron and I are the targets, we’ll likely draw him away from Upperton U and the Tri-City area.”

Wade nodded in understanding. “Will do, Kim.” His image blinked out.

A minute later, Kim took out her mission clothes from her closet and began changing into them as Debra went to the windows to look at the sight of students and other people ran in various directions to seek shelter.

“It looks like everyone is panicking out there,” Debra reported as she continued to watch people running all over the place.

“Exactly what Drakken would want,” Kim mentioned. Monique watched the redhead as she donned a long-sleeved, black shirt without the crop top, given the cooler weather.

The younger woman twisted her head from the window to look at Team Possible’s leader. “Do you think you and Ron will able to defeat your foe this time?”

Slipping into her green cargo pants, Kim nodded with a determine face. “Oh, Ron and I had defeated him many times. We’ll do it again. He really crossed the line this time, Debra.” She placed on her black shoes and then the utility belt. “He made it personal.”

Debra, her blue eyes on her friend’s green ones, nodded once before turning to gaze out the windows again at the people fleeing all over the place as the sirens blared on.

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The Sonic Disruptor Cannon made short work of the National Guard at the Lowerton/Middleton boarder and was halfway through Middleton when Global Justice engaged it. The news helicopters, at a safe distance, were broadcasting everything they saw to the world at large.

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Jim and Tim were searching the abandoned warehouse thoroughly, yet so far, they couldn’t find anything. They had found the manufacturing machine, which Drakken used to construct the crystals, but plasma bolts, no doubt, thrown by Shego, destroyed it. A computer desktop was found in one of the loading bay’s offices, yet it too was blasted to bits. Wade had reported a minute ago that Drakken was already halfway through Middleton approaching Upperton, and not even Global Justice seemed to be slowing him down.

“Nuts!” Jim yelled out as he came out of another empty room in the warehouse’s administration office area.  “Seems Drakken and Shego totally made sure nothing they left behind would be use against them.”

Tim frowned. “Seems that way,” he agreed as he came out of another empty office across from Jim. They quickly went to the next set of offices in the hallway. Tim went into one on the left and Jim to the right.

“Another empty one!” Tim reported with a shout, disappointed again

“I think I found something!” Jim cried out in a delighted voice. He came out of the office holding up a data disk in a transparent disk case. “It was right there in the middle of the floor with nothing else in the room!”

Tim gazed at the disk his brother held out. “What’s on it? We have no way to read it!”

“We do!” a female voice startled the twins. They whipped their heads around to face a blonde woman and a big brunette man in Global Justice agent uniforms. “Agent Rydan,” she thumbed over her shoulder to the man, “and this is Agent Murphy. HQ dispatched us to pick you two up and help search this building for anything that could stop the Sonic Disruptor Cannon. We can read that disk in our VTOL.” She turned and waved her hand to indicate to follow her. “Come on!”

Tim and Jim weren’t going to dispute that. They ran after the two agents, and few minutes later, the four jumped down onto the back lot through the blast area of the warehouse. They entered the sleek GJ VTOL. Jim gave Agent Rydan the disk, and she inserted it into the VTOL’s computer system.

After a few moments of gazing at the information on a screen, Jim and Tim, standing just behind the seated agents, broke into smiles. “Hooshah!” they nearly shouted as they high-five each other.

Agent Rydan pressed a communications button. “Agent Rydan to HQ! We’ve recovered Team Supreme, and they found a data disk containing schematics, repeat schematics, of the Sonic Disruptor Cannon! Transmitting the data to you now!” She punched a few more buttons to send the information.

She turned to the two teenagers. “Strap in, boys! No time to drop you off at your home. Our orders were to retrieve you, find any useful information, and then join in the fight against Dr. Drakken.”

Team Supreme immediately strapped themselves in two passenger seats, which were behind the pilot and co-pilot seats, and soon after, the VTOL lifted off, heading northward.

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Continued in Part 2

:) (Smile) — Description
Story 7, Part 1 of the Kim Possible: The University Years series.

Disclaimer: All Kim Possible characters are the copyright of Walt Disney Corporation. I’m just
borrowing them to write up a story with no intention of making any money. This is for fun. All other characters in my stories, that Disney doesn’t own, are mine.

A/N: Well, this is it! Anyone who had read “To Help A Friend” would be aware of a certain ‘Phase II’ in the works. ‘Phase II’ is now about to begin!

This story is a bit longer than “To Help A Friend”, thus the reason why it had taken me so long to written it up. I had divided it into two chapters for easier download and reading.

Given the non-bloody violence in this story, I feel the need to bump up the rating a notch to T (PG-13).

Story rating: Rated T (aka PG-13)
Written: June/July 2005

Summery: In time of a grave crisis, secrets are revealed, particularly for one friend of Kim Possible.

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Kim Possible: The University Years

Secrets Reveal
By JuPMod (aka JPMod)

He smiled. It was not a smile of joy but a smile of satisfaction. He had read the reports that were currently on his desk, and things were now in place and currently in motion. They could not be undone.

“You’ve done well,” he said. “Phase II is now beginning as we speak.” He swiveled his leather chair to look at his aid. “No one will suspect the real notion of what is about to happen.”

“Thank you, Master,” his aid said, bowing before straightening up again to eye his leader.

Master noticed something in his aid’s expression. “Something on your mind?”

The aid hesitated for a moment before speaking. “Just curious, Master. I have done everything according to your instructions, yet even I can’t understand what you are planning. What will this accomplish?”

A grin formed on Master’s face. “Simple. It will reveal something from Miss Tsuda’s past to everyone around her to see. Her past will finally catch up with her. Not even she can escape it.”

He swiveled his chair back to face the desk, before he picked up a photograph of Debra Oxford Tsuda, taken in Japan long ago. A smirk formed on his face as he gazed at the photo. “Oh, yes. Miss Tsuda’s past will definitely catch up with her.”

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Loretta Brown woke from sleep and turned her head around on the pillow to gaze at the digital clock on her nightstand. It was 8 AM. With sleepy eyes, she sat up and stretched her arms as she yawned. Sunlight was streaming through around the edges of the closed window curtains.

Looking across the small aisle to her dorm mate, the brown-skinned sophomore student noticed Debra was still asleep. She gave a smirk at the sight of the young woman peacefully at slumber, her brown/blonde hair spread across the white pillow. It came to no surprise for Loretta.

Since first meeting Debra Oxford Tsuda at the end of August, near the start of the semester, Loretta found out early that the froshie girl stayed out late on Friday nights and wouldn’t be back until sometime after 1 AM Saturday morning. Almost every Friday night, it was the same thing, given Debra didn’t have any classes on Saturday anyway.  She also didn’t have any gymnastics practice on Saturday, and even after befriending Kim Possible, Deb kept her martial arts exercises with the redhead heroine on weekday mornings. It had provided the 18-year-old girl the ability to stay out late and sleep-in late.

Shaking her head at the thought, Loretta gotten out of bed and quietly sort through her clothes in her closet. After deciding what she would wear for the day, she took her clothes and headed toward the bathroom to wash-up and prepare for the day.

Yet as she entered the bathroom, the young woman’s mind wandered back to her sleeping roommate. Even after all these weeks, she still wondered what Debra does on her Friday nights anyway.

From the outset, Debra certainly wasn’t a party girl, given Loretta had not yet to even see any signs of the gymnastic star being drunk or engaged in any activities that associated with Friday night partying. Kim Possible and her friends did not engage in such activities either, so it ruled out Debra doing such a thing.

Loretta also knew that Debra didn’t have a boyfriend. Friday nights were the typical times for couples to hang out, yet if Debra didn’t have a beau, it certainly dashed that theory out the window.

Debra had told her that the weekly ‘time-out’ event, with Kim’s friends, was held on any day from Monday through Thursday. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights were out, given many in the group would do other things. Besides, Loretta had noticed that Debra usually was back by 10 AM anyway from these weekly ‘time-out’ events.

So it left Loretta with a curious mystery on what her friend does on her Friday nights to warrant staying up late until sometime past 1 AM. Even though she knew it was none of her business, her curiosity was growing more and more every week.

As she prepared to take a shower, Loretta again came to her conclusion that it was none of her business, yet she thought that it might not hurt to ask Debra. After all, it might be just something harmless that the younger woman liked to do.

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Debra forked some scrabbled eggs as she read the book she has to make a report for English class. It was a classical book, and like all such books, the author had written sentences in ways only an adult could understand, much like Shakespeare. Children would not able to comprehend the writing, yet complex writing could even baffle adults as well.

Frowning, the young woman placed the forked food in her mouth as she continued to read, her hair falling around her face like a curtain. Despite growing up reading and writing English in Japan, she still couldn’t fully understand everything about the language. There were times she wished she could have a Japanese translated version of these books to help her better understand the complex words.

“Well,” she muttered, “they said English is the most complex and difficult language on Earth to understand. They certainly were right.” The young lady forked some more food and ate it.

She was currently in the cafeteria of Upperton U’s main student center. It was on the opposite side of the building from the two-level food court. The food court’s businesses would not open until 11 AM, given they all served only lunch and dinner foods. Despite the food court’s businesses not opening until 11, people were allowed to hang out in the dining areas of the food court, if they wished. The cafeteria was opened by 7 AM to serve breakfast. It was a large place to accommodate roughly 500 people. It was not as large as the food court, but it was the only place to serve breakfast, unless one ventured outside campus to the nearby university town.

After Debra had woken up roughly around 9:30 AM, she had taken a quick shower, donned jeans, long-sleeved blouse, socks, sneakers, and a light jacket before heading out to eat and read. She had taken a table next to one of the floor-to-ceiling windows that lined up the entire outer wall, which was on the opposite side of the kitchen/serving area. Least she could bask in the warm sunlight while reading next to the windows.

“Debra!” a male voice called out.

Looking up from the book, her blue eyes locked onto the blue eyes of a young man in a mechanized wheelchair approaching her. A grin spread on her face. “Hi, Felix,” she greeted as he arrived at the table and placed down his food tray.

“Good morning,” he returned her salutation. “I figured you would be here.” He began opening up a small pint carton of orange juice.

Debra shrugged before picking up her carton pint of milk. “Well, you and the others know by now that I will be here every Saturday morning. I don’t have much to do on Saturdays anyway except read and write up my class work.” She took a sip of milk.

After taking a sip of orange juice, Felix looked at the book in front of her. “Astronomy?”

She shook her head. “No, English class. I have to write up a report on this book the professor wants the class to read. It’s a complex story with complex writing. I feel at times overwhelmed in understanding what at times is going on in this story.” Her hand forked another stab of eggs.

Felix chuckled. “That’s the English language, Deb.” He picked up a fork. “Not even all Americans know every word in the entire English dictionary.” He sliced up a piece of syrup pancake before frowning. “Come to think about it, I do not really think there is anyone who knows every word in the entire dictionary.” He stabbed his slice of pancake and ate it.

Sighing, Debra returned to reading her book. “If you ever happen to meet that person, give me his or her address, Felix. I could use the help in understanding this book.”

After a few minutes of silence between the two as they ate their breakfast, Felix spoke. “Debra?”

“Mmmm?” She titled her head up as she ate the last of her eggs.

He took sip of orange juice before continuing. “Unless you have any other plans for tonight, you’re welcome to come with Kim, Ron, Monique, and I to the old university’s movie theatre to watch a movie. They’re going to do a back-to-back showing of Arthur Clarke’s Odyssey series.”

Debra grinned. “As I said, I don’t have much to do on Saturdays anyway. It’s a date.”

“Great!” Felix beamed. “The showing starts at 6 PM.” He forked the last of his pancakes in his mouth.

“I’ll be there,” she replied, still grinning. Her lips turned into a frown as she raised an eyebrow at the brown haired man. “Odyssey series?”

Felix was taken a bit by surprise. “Have you ever read Arthur C. Clarke’s science-fiction Odyssey series of novels – 2001, 2010, 2061, and 3001? Two of them, 2001 and 2010 were made into movies.”

Frowning some more, Debra finished up her eggs as she thought about it. “I think I saw one of the movies. Was 2001 about some American spaceship that went to Jupiter and the astronaut ventured into this large rectangle thing where space look distorted? Sort of like what space look like when a ship in Star Trek goes into warp?”

Felix nodded. “Yeah, that was 2001, but it seems you haven’t seen it for a long time.”

“I think I might have saw it when I was child,” Debra explained. “It was so long ago, that I certainly don’t recall the details.” She picked up her carton of milk to finish it up.

“You’ll enjoy it,” he grinned. “It’s considered a classic in American films.”

Finishing up her milk, the freshman student grinned at the junior student across from her. “I’ll be the judge of that, when I see the movie tonight, Felix. I had learned that people mostly overrate using the word ‘classic’ when referring to books, TV shows, movies, and other things. A ‘classic’ for one person is not always the case in the eyes of another.”

“True,” he conceded her point with a grin before drinking up the last of his orange juice. “Debra, how about we go to one of the nearby lounges? We can read, do our work,” he thumbed his backpack that was strapped to the back of his chair, “and just enjoyed several hours together before the movie tonight.”

Debra’s lips turned up into a smile. “I like that, Felix.” Her smile made him smile in return.

After she stashed her book into her backpack, the two tossed out the trash from their trays in a trashcan and placed the trays on a nearby ‘return tray’ table. They then proceeded to a nearby lounge to spend several hours reading, doing schoolwork, and occasionally talk to past the time.

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On the opposite side of the Tri-City area, in an abandoned warehouse in Lowerton, a figure was taking delight as he finished the final touches to a strange air vehicle. When he was finished, he lifted his welding mask as he pulled the welder away from the metal.

“It’s nearly finished!” he cried out. “With this weapon, I’ll be unstoppable! No will able to oppose me!”

A woman crossed her arms as she stared at the man. “What makes you so sure this will be different?”

He pulled away from the vehicle to face her. “The plans I received a few weeks ago are nothing short of brilliance! This vehicle will make the world tremble with might! All we have to do to complete the work is the require information to construct the last material to bring our weapon to life!”

She was not convinced. “I’m still very reluctant about this. How do you know this would work?”

“The science is sound,” he replied with an impish grin. “I’ve checked it out myself and found nothing wrong with it.”

She frowned as she rolled her eyes. “That’s what worries me.”

The grin fell his face as he looked at her. “This will work.” He grinned again. “You’ll get the required information at this location.” His hand came up with a piece of paper in front of her face.

Taking the paper, her eyebrow rose up upon reading the location. “Are you sure about this location?” Her eyes rose to lock onto his.

“I’m quite sure. That is the location.” He smiled as he walked away and headed toward one of the abandoned offices.

Left standing besides the air vehicle, the woman was a bit dumbfounded. Her lips slowly turned into a smirk. “Ironic,” she said before leaving to prepare for her journey as one of her hands lit up in green fire.

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Now of these days, if someone thought an old style movie theatre would still exist, especially in an age of mega movie complexes, the person would might be considered crazy. Yet that label would be the case for everyone in Upperton U and the surrounding area, given the university’s movie theatre has been built in the mid-1930’s and have not changed in style much since then.

The old theatre, kept in repairs over the decades to prevent decay by donations from the Upperton U’s Film & TV Society, was situated in the northeastern area of the vast campus, which was quite a walk from the dormitories. Like all theatres in the 30’s, it gave entertainment in the forms of movies, cartoons, and news before the age of television changed things. It had survived the TV age by adapting like all theatres had done, and yet with the mega movie complexes, it still survived by holding film festivals of various sorts – showing film themes, documentaries for historical references, etc.

Tonight was science-fiction theme night, hosted by the university’s Science Fiction & Gaming Club. They had suggested the movies 2001 and 2010 to play together with a 30-minute intermission between the movies.

By 6 PM, the two-story high theatre, which could seat 500, was only a quarter full of people, spread across the seating areas with many empty seats in between. Given the concession stand has long ago been shut down, movie attendees were allowed to bring in their own snacks & non-alcoholic drinks.

Debra, Felix, and Monique chosen to sit halfway to the front. Felix placed his wheelchair, in the wide aisle, next to Monique while Debra sat on Monique’s other side. Kim and Ron decided to go to the balcony seating area to sit alone from the others. The other three weren’t fooled though. It was obvious why the two lovebirds chosen the balcony, given they could find a seclude spot to play tonsil-hockey at times during the show.

Since she was the only one in the group who haven’t seen 2001 for a long time and have not seen 2010 at all, Debra took in both movies with interest, eating popcorn Felix had brought. Felix also stayed alert during the show, yet more to enjoy watching his companions’ reactions than the movies. He was pleased at seeing Debra enjoying herself and amused at watching Monique fell asleep a quarter through 2010. As for Kim and Ron… Well, let’s just say the two paid more attention to each other than the movies.

It was close to 10 PM when people started emptying out of the theatre, heading toward the dorms or their vehicles to take them to their off-campus residences – apartments, frat & sorority houses, etc.

“That was certainly an interesting pair of movies,” Debra commented as she stood with Felix and Monique in front of the front entrance of the theatre. She pulled her university sports jacket, with the words ‘Girl’s Gymnastics Team’ on the back and ‘UU’ on the front left breast, tighter to her to keep warm from the slight wind. Some strands of her hair were blowing in the wind.

Monique yawned. “Glad you like them, Debbie.” She gave a tired grin. “I feel like I could sleep well into morning.”

Felix chuckled. “Monique, you were asleep during most of the showing of 2010. You would probably wake up early tomorrow morning.”

The black girl shook her head with a grin. “Not me. I’m going to sleep my usual 8 hours of beauty sleep like a log.”

Debra turned to look at the front entrance as fewer people were streaming by them now. “Where are they?”

This time it was Monique’s turn to chuckle, making Debra turned to face her and making all three of them not aware of Kim and Ron approaching the glass-doors from the lobby and leaving the theatre. “Deb, those two probably are still in lip lock and not even aware the movie has ended.”

“We certainly were aware the movie has ended,” Kim spoke, startling the three, since they didn’t saw her and Ron left the theatre.

“Had fun?” Felix asked Ron as the couple approached. Kim was pulling her sports jacket, with the words ‘Cheerleading Squad’ on the back, closer to her.

“More and less as we usually do,” Ron grinned with an arm around Kim’s waist and hers around his.

Monique smirked. “Then why did it took you this long to come out?”

Kim slyly grinned. “I said we were aware the movie has ended. We decided to wait while longer.”

Debra giggled. “Other words, you two wanted to kiss each other more.”

“More or less,” Ron replied, still grinning. Kim gently elbowed him in the ribs, grinning at Debra.

“Come on,” Monique said as she began strolling away, leading the group. “I want to get back and sleep like a baby.”

Kim turned her head to Debra with a raised eyebrow. The younger woman impishly grinned. “Monique fell asleep sometime after 2010 started.” Kim’s lips curved into a grin of amusement.

“It was boring!” Monique cried out.

“Then why did you bother to come?” Felix asked in confusion.

Monique shrugged. “For the company. Besides,” she turned to look at him, “I have nothing better to do tonight.”

“Come on!” Ron said in disbelief. “You could go online and chat on the chat groups or message boards and other things. George does that on most of his Saturday nights as you know.”

“As I said,” Monique countered, “I joined for the company.”

Ron rolled his eyes and leaned his head down a bit to whisper in his beloved’s ear. “Even after all these years as her friend, Monique still confuses me at times.”

“I know,” Kim whispered back with a knowing grin.

It was a long walk back to the dormitories under the clear moonlit sky. Along the path, they passed many buildings. The administration building was least four stories tall with various stone designs on it. The university’s main auditorium, which was use for the drama department, orchestra, and other events, was rectangular with a quarter dome in the center. Three buildings, all 1990’s design with glass with the exception of one, which has few glass windows in the modest fancy concrete structure, housed the science, engineering, & research departments.

As the friends laughed at a joke Ron told while passing the front entrance of the science building, a flash of light, coming from top, fourth floor of the building, caught Debra’s attention. She stopped to gaze at the windows where she noticed the light.

Upon realizing Debra was no longer walking besides her, Kim stopped, halting Ron in the process. She turned to find the other student looking up at the building. “What is it, Debra?” Felix and Monique finally stopped upon hearing Kim.

“I thought I saw a flash of light coming from the fourth floor.” She pointed to the windows on the top, and the others looked up to the area indicated.

Ron shrugged. “Could be just the janitor, Deb. They always clean-up the places late at night.”

“I don’t know, Ron,” Monique said. “If it was the janitor, the room’s lights would be on. I don’t see a single lighted room in front of this building.”

Suddenly, another flash of light shone, and all five saw it.

“Did you see that?” Debra asked as she turned her head to face Kim.

Kim nodded her head as her eyes narrowed on the spot where the flash were. “Yes, and it was green. I don’t think the janitors would need flashlights, never the less green ones. Besides, I swore I know that particular shade of green.”

“Should we call campus security?” Felix inquired.

“If we do,” Kim answered with a expressive voice, “they’ll likely come too late.”

“What?” Ron was baffled. “What are you talking about?”

“No time,” the redhead cheerleader mentioned as she let go of her boyfriend. “I have a strong feeling about this.” With that said, she ran toward a tall, strong oak tree, which sat next to the building and extended all the way to the top. She leaped and somersaulted from branch to branch until she reached the roof.

“Wait for me!” Debra exclaimed and followed Kim’s moves up the tree to the top.

“Kim! Debra!” Ron called out before turning to Felix and Monique.

“Come on,” Felix said as he activated his chair’s hover abilities. “Grab hold on the back, you two.”

Monique took hold of one side of the wheelchair’s back. “Good idea, Zombie Boy.” Once Ron took hold on the other side of the chair, Felix maneuvered the three of them upward to the top of the building.

Following her instincts, Kim quickly went to an open skylight, which seemed odd when the weather was turning colder. Debra, and a moment later, Ron, Monique, and Felix soon joined the cheerleader. The redhead knelt down at one corner of the skylight to examine something there.

“No way!” Ron couldn’t believe what he was seeing as he stepped off Felix’s wheelchair to stand beside his girlfriend.

“Way, Ron,” Kim countered with a grim face. “These scorch claw marks on the locks to open the window can only be made by one person we know.”

Without warning, a figure flew through the open skylight to land on the opposite side of the group of five with the skylight in between them. Her lips curved into a devious grin. “That would be me.”

“Shego!” Kim and Ron cried out simultaneously with wide eyes. Felix and Monique’s faces showed shock and a tad of fear.

“Shego?” Debra asked, a bit confused with wide eyes staring at the green-clad woman, who kept her eyes on Kim and vice versa. “Kim,” she pointed at the raven-haired woman, “is she--?”

“My arch foe,” Kim answered for her friend as her eyes narrowed on her nemesis. “Yes, Debra.” Her lips curved up in a sarcastic grin. “Long time no see, Shego. Prison didn’t suit you?”

The former member of Team Go gave a smirk. “You obviously know me well enough to know prison doesn’t suit me, Kimmie. I found it ironic that Dr. D sent me here of all places to retrieve something he wants. I knew you and your buffoon boyfriend,” her eyes momentarily locked on Ron whose eyes narrowed in anger,  “were attending this university, and it was perfect chance you happen to be here when I broke into this building.”

Kim stood up to face her rival, still grinning. “How about you go back to prison, Shego? We’ll make it more suitable for you this time.”

Suddenly, the leader of Team Possible jumped into the air and came down at Shego with an extended leg, aiming to kick her foe. However, Shego anticipated this move and cart wheeled out of the way. Kim landed and turned in time to see Shego back flipped several times to land on top of the building’s large air-conditioning unit.

“Sorry, Kimmie,” Shego smugly grinned. “As much as I would love to see whether you still have the fighting ‘touch’ after two years since I last fought you, I have to deliver this,” she held up a data disk in a disk case, “to Dr. D.” With that said, she jumped behind the air-conditioning unit out of sight.

As Kim immediately rushed toward the air-conditioning unit with Ron right behind her, Shego reappeared from behind the large unit on her flying surfboard and flew off swiftly out of reach. Team Possible, taken by surprised, walked toward the edge of the building and watched their arch foe flew southward. Debra, Felix, and Monique came up to stand behind the two as they too watched the retreating form of Shego.

Ron swiveled his head to look at the woman he loved. Her expression was scornful, aimed at the shrinking image of Shego in the distance. “What do we now, KP?”

In response, Kim reached into her jacket’s pocket to retrieve her Kimmunicator. Ever since Debra’s abduction, she had returned to keeping the PDA with her at all times. She pressed a button, and a few seconds later, Wade Load’s image appeared on the tiny screen.

“Kim?” The 14-year-old super genius was surprised to see his friend and immediately saw her expression. “What’s wrong?”

“Wade,” she began, “contact Global Justice.” She titled her head back up to eye the area of the sky where Shego couldn’t be seen anymore given she was far away now. “Shego just made an appearance here at Upperton University.” Shock came to Wade upon hearing this. “And you know as well as I, that wherever Shego is around, Drakken is involved.”

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Arriving at her destination, Shego touched a button on a wristband and a loading bay door, at the back of the vast warehouse, slid up along its tracks. She flew in and touched the button again to close the door.

“Did you get it?” the voice of Shego’s boss spoken before her board hovered down to touch the floor. She smirked and held up the disk case to the approaching man with blue skin, still wearing the same villain outfit he wore for a long time.

“Excellent!” Dr. Drakken broadly smiled as he snatched the case from her hand. “The final material needed to complete our weapon!”

He strolled toward a machine, off the side of the loading bay, and inserted the disk from the case into a computer terminal. Soon data from the disk was in the computer, and after a few minutes of tapping keys, Drakken saw through a window, on the machine, material was forming to the specifications he required.

Shego came up besides him to look through the window. “What’s that?”

Drakken smirked. “That, Shego, is the final phase of our means to start bringing fear and chaos to the world. These crystals are being made to the specifications that came with the blueprints of my weapon. Without the data from Professor Samantha Hennelly’s research, we would not be able to program the computer to know how to form the crystals.”

Rolling her eyes as she crossed her arms, she snorted. “That’s all great, Dr. D. Just exactly what does these crystals do to make our weapon,” she thumbed behind her to the left to the large aircraft in the middle of the warehouse, “do its bad thing?”

His face turned to eye his fellow evildoer with a grin. “I’m so glad you asked, Shego. This is what they do.” And he began explaining.

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Unknown to the two villains, a figure, under the cover of darkness, quietly entered the administration building section of the warehouse and left something in one of the offices before departing just as quietly with no one the wiser he was ever there.

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“And that’s what they do,” Professor Samantha Hennelly finished her explanation, gesturing with her hand to the red crystals that were on top of her scientific workbench.

Agent Will Du, of Global Justice, was astonished. “Professor, these crystals, in the wrong hands, would bring destruction.”

The 50-something woman, with graying blonde hair, nodded. “I understood the negative impact my research would bring, Agent Du, but I figured the benefits would far outweigh the negatives.”

“I say,” Kim Possible said, as she stood next to Du with Ron on her other side.

An hour after Kim had placed the call to Global Justice, Justice’s top agent Will Du arrived in his stealthy aircraft, along with several agents. Soon after, Professor Hennelly had arrived; given it was her lab on the fourth floor that Shego broke into. As the agents and a few members of the university’s security force combed the lab for clues, Agent Du, Kim, and Ron questioned the professor to what Shego might have taken. Kim had witnessed Shego with the data disk and told the elderly woman this, and soon after, the professor confirmed that data was copied off her computer. The professor then explained about her research.

Kim clarified herself upon seeing Ron’s raised eyebrow at her. “These crystals amplify sound waves many times fold, Ron. Used in a control reaction, the crystals can make any sound-functioning equipment even better – sonar instruments would be able to give clearer pictures, hearing aids would able to give hearing impaired people even better hearing, music would even be more sharper and clearer than ever before. I could go on and on about the benefits these crystals could bring.”

“Exactly!” Professor Hennelly spoke out with a smile, pleased of Kim’s explanation. “The benefits would be great!”

Agent Du frowned. “Never the less, Shego took the information on how to grow the crystals. Drakken, no doubt, will use these crystals,” he pointed to the crystals on the bench to his right, “as a weapon, Professor.”

The professor shook her head. “I didn’t made my research for military purposes, Agent Du.”

Du gave a sigh. “Do you have the means to counteract the crystals?”

Again, she shook her head. “No, for I certainly wasn’t planning to sell my research to the military or anyone who would use it as a weapon of destruction.”

“How about sound dampers?” Ron asked. He shrugged when three sets of eyes turned on him.

Turning from her partner, Kim, who kept her open-channel Kimmunicator in hand, held it up to look into the small screen. “Wade, could Ron’s idea work?”

Wade, who had heard everything regarding the crystals, was typing at his keyboard, and after a minute, he shook his head. “No can do,” he said in a voice deeper than he was at 10 years old. “Current sound damping technologies are useless against the magnitude the crystals can cause. I probably will be working a day to figure out the best means to counter the crystals affects.”

Kim bobbed her head. “Make it fast as possible, Wade. No telling how soon Drakken will have a weapon ready with the professor’s crystals.”

The teen boy nodded with grim determination. “Will do, Kim. I’ll let you know when I come up with something. Wade out.” With that said, his image blipped out on the PDA.

Ron’s eyes turn from Kim’s Kimmunicator to Agent Du. “Can we locate Drakken and Shego? We know Shego was heading south.”

Du snorted at him. “Unless we find something to narrow our search, Mr. Stoppable, trying to locate two people in either Middleton or Lowerton will take days. By the time we do locate them, it would be likely too late. Based on how smart Dr. Drakken is, he would make a weapon in far lesser time.”

“Calm down, Will,” Kim said with a hand on his arm. “Surely, Dr. Director has the Tri-City area in full alert to be on the look-out for Drakken and Shego, right?”

Looking into her green eyes, the Global Justice agent nodded. “She did.”

“Then it is only a matter of time before they are spotted,” she pointed out. By surprise, the young woman yawned, and the next thing she knew, she felt Ron’s arm around her shoulders.

“Come on, Kim. Let’s get back to the dorms and get some sleep. It’s shortly past midnight now.” The blonde man gestured to the agents and security personnel still combing the lab. “Global Justice is here, and I’m sure they’ll tell us if they find anything.” He eyed Will Du, who nodded to confirm what he said. Ron’s gaze returned to Kim. “There’s nothing we can do now but wait. Felix, Monique, and Debra had left when Agent Du arrived. It’s time we do too, for now.”

Kim, her green eyes steady on his brown ones, slowly grinned and nodded. He was right. There was nothing she could do but wait for something to happen - for Wade to come up with a counter to the crystals, Drakken and Shego were found before they could build their weapon, or for Drakken and Shego to start attacking with their new weapon. Any of these three scenarios would likely happen, but not so soon.

Kim turned to Will Du. “Please keep us inform. I don’t like to see Drakken turn the Tri-City area into ruins. I want to help stop him.”

“I will,” Du said. “Dr. Director told me it would be likely you’ll not sit on the sidelines and just watch.”

A chuckle escaped her lips. “She was right. Good night.”

With that said, she turned around and walked out of the lab into the hallway. With Ron following her, the two made their way out of the building and headed toward the dorms to catch much sleep as they could.

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Sitting at her dorm room’s desk, Debra was reading her favorite subject and writing down notes in a notebook besides the textbook. The topic, on the various different classes of galaxies and how they were formed or the possibilities of how they were formed, fascinated her. It was interesting to read the various theories on how particular galaxies were created.

The door to the dorm room opened, and Loretta walked in with a brown bag in hand. As Debra watched, she took off her coat and tossed it on her bed.

Putting down the bag on her desk, she shivered. “Brrrrr! Even after one year, I still have not yet gotten used to the early chills of this area of the country.” From the bag, she took out a styrofoam cup of hot coffee and a small sandwich and placed them on the desk. “New York doesn’t get cold like this until mid-December or later at least.”

Debra grinned. “I grew up in northern Japan, so chilly weather like we’re having now is nothing new to me.”

“I say,” the sophomore student grinned at her roommate before sitting down on her desk’s chair. “Did you get more snow where you had lived in Japan than here?” She picked up her coffee, pulled the cover off, and took a sip of the hot liquid.

Thinking about it for a moment, Debra answered her friend’s question. “I’m not really sure about that. After my family moved to Middleton, I only experienced one full winter, and based on only that one time, I think there is not much difference between Middleton and Aomori, where I grew up in Japan.”

“Really?” Loretta said. “No occasional freak snowstorms dumping a ton of snow on you?”

A smile came to Debra’s face. “Yes, we occasionally get those type of storms.”

“Good!” Loretta beamed. “Least I know you had to go out and shovel the snow once in awhile.”
Her face lit up as memory came her. “I will never forget when I was 7 when the great East Coast Super Storm of 1996 came and dumped soooo much snow that it literally stopped everyone in their tracks from Georgia to Maine! Airports were closed. No one could drive on the roads. It took least a day or two before everyone could dig themselves out and businesses had gotten back to normal.” She snorted in amusement. “So much snow piled up on the side of the sidewalks that they became mountains to me. Piling up taller than me in height.”

Debra softly laughed. “Seems you had a good time.”

Loretta’s lips curved into a sly smirk. “I certainly did, given I was only a child then. The adults were all grumpy.” She took another sip of coffee before picking up her sandwich for a bite.

“Quite understandable,” Debra chuckled.

Eyeing her roommate, Loretta changed the subject. “The papers and TV news at the student center mentioned about what had happened last night. So is it true?”

The grin fell from the gymnastic athlete’s face before nodding. “It’s true.”

Frowning, Loretta shook her head. “It isn’t everyday Upperton U gets a visit from a world-known super villain. Did you know that the entire Tri-City area is now on alert to be on the lookout, not only for Shego but also for her boss, Dr. Drakken?”

“I didn’t knew,” Debra replied. “Once Global Justice arrived last night, I left with Felix and Monique. Only Kim and Ron stayed to converse with the head agent. I think his name is Will Du.”

Loretta shrugged. “Well, that what is happening now, Deb.” She took a sip of coffee and bite of sandwich. She muttered as she chewed. “Is Kim going to get involved? You said she stayed to talk with that agent last night when you left.”

A sigh escaped Debra’s lips. “I don’t know about that, Loretta.” Her hand gestured to the windows to indicate the outside world. “This is Shego, one of Kim’s arch foes. I was there on the roof with Kim, and I saw that Kim wasn’t thrilled to see Shego there. I have a feeling Kim is taking this personally.”

“I don’t think anyone could blame her, Deb,” Loretta said before taking another sip of coffee. “If you found out your arch foe broke into a building of your school and stole something, you might feel your private space was violated.”

“Maybe,” Debra murmured, thinking on the subject.

Making up her mind, the petite woman stood up, took a few steps to her bed, and put a hand in one pocket of her sports jacket to retrieve her cell phone. Flipping it open, she pressed a speed-dial setting and placed the phone to her ear. “Monique? It’s Debra. Is Kim there?” A moment paused. “No, I’m not asking to speak to her. I’m wondering if you guys don’t mind I come over to chat.” Another paused moment. “Great. I’ll see you three in a few minutes. Bye.” She pressed a button to close the line, and her eyes noticed it was 11:55 AM on the phone’s clock.

After quickly placing the phone back in the jacket’s pocket, Debra swung the jacket around to put it on as she talk. “I’m going over to Kim and Monique’s room, Loretta. I’m curious to know what Kim is going to do. Ron is there now as well.” Her fingers flew to zip up the jacket.

“Tell them I said, ‘Hello’,” Loretta grinned. She pointed to Deb. “I have a strong feeling Kim is going to kick Shego’s butt.”

Debra smiled. “I’ll tell them that.” With that said, she left the room and the building to walk the short distance to the neighboring girls’ dormitory structure. A few minutes later, the young lady was welcomed into the dorm room of Kim and Monique.

“Hi, Debra,” Kim, sitting on her bed next to Ron, beamed at the freshman student as she walked in. “What’s on your mind?” Kim was wearing blue jeans and a white sweater with her hair loose and free, while Ron was wearing slacks with long-sleeved turtleneck shirt.

“You,” she grinned while zipping open her jacket as Monique came to stand next to her after closing the door. Monique wore black slacks and an Upperton U sweatshirt.

“Me?” Kim blinked, a bit confused.

After a short nod, Debra made things clearer. “What are you planning to do regarding Shego and Drakken, Kim? Loretta told me, after she had returned from the student center, that the newspapers and TV news mentioned about what had happened last night and the entire Tri-City area is now on full alert to be on the lookout for the two. Are you planning to go after them?”

“If they are found,” the redhead junior student replied. “I know Ron and I haven’t fought them in over two years, but I can’t sit on the sidelines on this sitch, given they made it personal by stealing something from our school.”

“I knew it,” Debra smirked. “Loretta had a feeling you would feel that way.”

Kim chuckled as she felt Ron squeezed her hand. “She’s right, Deb.”

Debra sat on Monique’s bed opposite of Kim and Ron, and Monique sat next to her. “So,” Debra began, “what are two waiting for?”

Ron answered this time. “For one of three things to happen first.”

Kim took up the conversation. “This is the sitch, Debra.” She told her everything that she knew from the meeting with Will Du and Professor Hennelly last night. Minutes later, after she was finished, Debra has a bit of fear etched on her face.

“Think Wade will able to come up with a counter-measure to the crystals?” Debra asked.

“I hope so,” Kim sighed. “Such a weapon in Drakken’s hands would be a nightmare.”

Ron released his girlfriend’s hand to place that same hand, with an arm, around her shoulders to give a reassuring hug. Kim turned her head to gaze into his face, which was full of confidence. “We’ll beat them, KP. We’ve done so before, we can do it again.”

“He’s right,” Monique spoke up with determination. “You two had kicked their butts before, you’re going to do so again.”

“Thanks, guys,” Kim smiled at the two. “Besides,” she looked at Debra, “we’ll have Global Justice to help out.”

Debra grinned at her friend before her lips thinned out as her mind churned and blue eyes turned to look out the windows at the clear, sunny day outside. “I wonder which of the three scenarios will happen first.”

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Their names were James and Timothy Possible or simply Jim and Tim. They were also known to the world as Team Supreme, a mission team similar to Team Possible. Kim Possible’s 14-year-old twin brothers had formed the team back in the spring, when they were confident to follow their big sister’s footsteps in accomplishing missions, from fighting bad guys to rescue operations. They did so just only after they had did well in kung-fu classes, even though they would not ever come close to knowing 16 styles of kung-fu like their elder sibling.

Yeah, they were geniuses. They had aced high school sciences easily as well as mathematics. Yet, despite their scientific & mathematical superiority, they couldn’t pass muster when it came to the other requirements one needed to pass high school, like English. So despite they had been bumped up a grade at the start of their first year in high school, they still had to deal with passing English, physical education, social studies, history, and other classes. Like their sister, they earned straight A’s, were on the honor roll, and joined in extracurricular activities, mostly as the top players of the soccer team.

At the moment, Team Supreme were flying over the southeastern area of Lowerton in their flying hovercraft saucer, similar to one Drakken had with differences - like a canopy added, more powerful engines, and a more stream-like body for better aerodynamics. They still haven’t come up with a name for the vehicle after nearly two months, given the two would keep arguing over the subject, yet they were settling on maybe naming it after their sister. ‘Kiminator Mark I’ sounded pretty cool.

“This is getting boring!” Jim moaned as he kept his eyes on a couple of monitors on the dashboard in front of him. He lifted his head to look at the landscape passing down below. “We’ve been flying for hours with no sign of them.”

In the pilot seat, Tim groaned in agreement. “Yeah, but never the less, Global Justice asked us to help out in the search for Drakken and Shego. We just didn’t thought it would become a drag.”

Jim punched a few buttons on the monitors to extend the range a bit as the saucer zoomed over the warehouse/storage quarter of Lowerton.

Suddenly, one monitor started beeping. “I’m picking up energy signatures,” Jim reported then took a closer look at the readings. “They match the signatures of the sonic crystals of Professor Hennelly.”

Punching a button on the dashboard and looking at a monitor in front of him, Tim slowed down the aircraft as he guided it to the location where the signatures were picked up. “I’m taking us in.”

The saucer slowed down even further as they approached a warehouse that appeared to not have been used for a long time. The tarmac was cracked with weeds growing out of them, and the front office area of the building had broken windows and doors.

“Energy signatures are coming from inside the loading area,” Jim pointed to the monitor, showing a flashing area situated inside a diagram of the building. Tim lowered the saucer down until they were hovering above the back lot of the warehouse, facing the loading bay doors.

Taking one of their created ray guns, set to stun, Jim faced his brother. “I’m going in.”

As he began to open the door, a shrilled warning beeping alerted the two to the monitors.

They cried out together, “What the He---!”

BOOM! A sound came like that of a large sonic boom, and immediately after, an explosion blew apart the rear of the warehouse, debris flying outward away from the building. The explosion didn’t produce any fireball or cloud of smoke. It was like an invisible hand had simply smashed the walls and loading doors with tremendous force.

As Tim and Jim opened their eyes, they saw, through the just blown-out section of the building, a large round hovercraft in the middle of the warehouse. It was least 12 times bigger than theirs with an exposed cockpit in the front. On top of the craft was a large canon, least three-fourths the length and one-half the width of the aircraft, and it was a cylinder with a red, crystal surface in the front.

“Did you saw that, Shego!” Drakken exclaimed to the woman pilot as he stood up in the cockpit with a triumphal smile. “The Sonic Disrupter Cannon is fully operational!”

“I say,” Shego admitted, still blinking in astonishment at the destruction. “You finally may have something here, Dr. D.” She smiled wickedly, before she noticed the other aircraft. “Dr. D? We have company.”

Drakken followed Shego’s pointing finger to the saucer hovering over the back lot.

“Drakken! Shego!” came Jim’s voice from speakers on the saucer. “Give yourselves up!”

Shego growled as she glared at the other craft. She maneuvered theirs out of the warehouse into the open. “Oh, goodie. Kimmie’s twin brat brothers.”

“Team Supreme?” Drakken shouted incredulously as he looked at their opponents. Closing his eyes, he slapped a hand over them as he sat down. “Why does every Possible have to be involve in spoiling my plans?” His eyes opened to glare at the other aircraft.

The green cat-suited woman smirked evilly before activating the targeting systems. “Let’s give them a taste of our new toy.” The cannon titled down a bit as crosshairs on a monitor was centered on the smaller saucer.

Seeing what she has in mind, Drakken too smiled evilly. “FIRE!” he yelled before slamming a fist on a large red button.

In an instant, several things happened. Just behind the red crystal surface, a loud sonic wave was generated at the loudest and most dense setting one could put. The wave then hit the crystals, which vibrated quite rapidly. The sound wave emerged from the crystals at a far greater speed, generating a shockwave that travels faster than the speed of sound thus creating a large sonic boom. The shockwave could be seen rippling through the air as air molecules are compressed forward. This was what Tim and Jim saw heading right at them.

With no time to say a word, Team Supreme engaged the ejection system. The canopy popped open, and two occupied seats shot upward, just before the shockwave hit. The wave pushed the front of the saucer inward and then the saucer was shattered outward with an explosive sound, metal and material scattered all over the place, just like the warehouse’s rear wall and loading doors.

“HA!” Drakken shouted and raised his fist in victory, while he looked up at Jim and Tim as their parachutes engaged. Shego was smiling along with him. “That will show you, you twin Possible brats! Since we’re here in your hometown area, we’re going to cause destruction and chaos on our way to Upperton University, where we’ll give your sister the same taste we gave you!”

With a satisfied smile, Kim Possible’s #1 arch foe turned to his pilot. “Let’s go, Shego! Our Sonic Disrupter Cannon has a date with Kim Possible!”

Shego, still smiling, raised the aircraft upward above the warehouse before turning the vehicle around to face north. The Sonic Disrupter Cannon hovercraft fired its four rear engines and was on its way just as Team Supreme landed on the tarmac.

As they watched the vehicle flew away, the twins, faces full of contempt, detached themselves from their seats. Jim pressed a button on his wrist communicator.

“Wade!” he called out, eyes still on the retreating aircraft.

“I’m here, Jim!” Wade’s face came on a tiny screen on the wrist communicator. “What happened?”

Jim looked down into the super genius’s face. “Tim and I just met Drakken and Shego here in Lowerton. We’re too late. They made a weapon called the Sonic Disrupter Cannon.” Jim heard Wade cursed before continuing. “The weapon blasted apart the rear walls and loading doors of a warehouse it was in, and then they turned it on us. Tim and I barely escaped our saucer before the shockwave from the weapon tore it apart. Their weapon is mounted on a large saucer aircraft, and they are now currently heading north.”

Wade’s expression showed anger and fear as he typed on his keyboard fast. “I’m alerting Global Justice and all authorities of the situation immediately. I still haven’t come up with any means to counteract the crystals affects.” He stopped typing for a moment to look at Jim. “Where are Drakken and Shego heading exactly? You said they’re heading north.”

Tim spoke up this time as he took a few steps to stand beside his brother. “Upperton University.”

Wade figured it out as his eyes went wide. “Kim and Ron! They’re going after Kim and Ron!”

Jim nodded. “Wade, alert them as well, and hurry!” A sonic boom, followed by an explosive sound of a building being torn apart in the distance, made the twins looked up for a moment. “There’s no time! They just started destroying things on their way toward our big sister!”

“Will do!” Wade said as he furiously typed on his keyboard. “What about you guys?”

“We’ll check out the warehouse,” Tim answered as his blue eyes caught those of his twin. “Maybe we’ll find something there they left behind that will help us battle them.” Jim nodded grimly.

“Let me know immediately, if you find anything useful!” Wade called out, still busy at the keyboard. “Wade out!” His image blinked out.

Team Supreme, without a word, ran toward the warehouse. In the distance, another sonic boom was heard, followed by the explosive resonance of another structure destroyed.

War has come to the Tri-City area.

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No one had expected it, but when klaxon sirens began blaring throughout the Tri-City area, everyone was caught off guard. Many of the older citizens remembered the Cold War and the occasional drills to report to the nearest bomb shelters. They knew what the sirens were signaling.

The emergency broadcasting system interrupted every TV show and radio program on the air and immediately began informing people to get to the nearest bomb shelters or to seek refuge in their homes’ basements, if they have a basement.

The Middleton National Guard and Global Justice were mobilized, given the local law enforcement agencies weren’t equip to handle the weapon that was currently paving a path of destruction through Lowerton toward the Middleton boarder. They were informed of Drakken’s main target, and they would do everything they could to stop him.

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When the klaxon sirens began blaring, Kim, Ron, Monique, and Debra were surprised, and they all stood up as one upon hearing the warning sirens. Kim’s Kimmunicator beeped, and she immediately took it out and activated it.

“Go Wade!” Kim called out.

“Kim!” Wade spoke, his face showing fear and scorn. “Drakken and Shego have finished building their weapon using Dr. Hennelly’s crystals! Jim and Tim found them, and their saucer was destroyed by Drakken’s weapon he called the Sonic Disruptor Cannon!”

Kim’s eyes went wide at this. “Are my brothers okay?” She was aware Ron, with Rufus on his shoulder, Monique, and Debra were also listening to Wade as they came close as they could to her.

“They’re okay,” the teen reassured her. “Just right now, the Sonic Disruptor Cannon is running a path of destruction through Lowerton, heading toward Middleton, and eventually Upperton.” His eyes narrowed. “Kim… Drakken’s main target is Upperton University! He’s after you and Ron!”

As she closed her eyes, Kim felt fury course through her body. Drakken really has made it personal for her this time. She opened her fiery green eyes and made a decision.

“Ron, change into your mission clothes.” She and the others could hear the running footsteps in the hallway as students rushed to make it to the basement, which was one of the university’s dedicated bomb shelters.

“I’m on it, KP!” he obeyed and took a duffle bag, which he had brought with him from his dorm room, and entered the bathroom to change.

“Wade,” Kim ordered, “inform Agent Will Du and tell him Team Possible will be helping to fight Drakken. We’ll be taking the fight to him, so we need a lift in his aircraft. If Ron and I are the targets, we’ll likely draw him away from Upperton U and the Tri-City area.”

Wade nodded in understanding. “Will do, Kim.” His image blinked out.

A minute later, Kim took out her mission clothes from her closet and began changing into them as Debra went to the windows to look at the sight of students and other people ran in various directions to seek shelter.

“It looks like everyone is panicking out there,” Debra reported as she continued to watch people running all over the place.

“Exactly what Drakken would want,” Kim mentioned. Monique watched the redhead as she donned a long-sleeved, black shirt without the crop top, given the cooler weather.

The younger woman twisted her head from the window to look at Team Possible’s leader. “Do you think you and Ron will able to defeat your foe this time?”

Slipping into her green cargo pants, Kim nodded with a determine face. “Oh, Ron and I had defeated him many times. We’ll do it again. He really crossed the line this time, Debra.” She placed on her black shoes and then the utility belt. “He made it personal.”

Debra, her blue eyes on her friend’s green ones, nodded once before turning to gaze out the windows again at the people fleeing all over the place as the sirens blared on.

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The Sonic Disruptor Cannon made short work of the National Guard at the Lowerton/Middleton boarder and was halfway through Middleton when Global Justice engaged it. The news helicopters, at a safe distance, were broadcasting everything they saw to the world at large.

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Jim and Tim were searching the abandoned warehouse thoroughly, yet so far, they couldn’t find anything. They had found the manufacturing machine, which Drakken used to construct the crystals, but plasma bolts, no doubt, thrown by Shego, destroyed it. A computer desktop was found in one of the loading bay’s offices, yet it too was blasted to bits. Wade had reported a minute ago that Drakken was already halfway through Middleton approaching Upperton, and not even Global Justice seemed to be slowing him down.

“Nuts!” Jim yelled out as he came out of another empty room in the warehouse’s administration office area.  “Seems Drakken and Shego totally made sure nothing they left behind would be use against them.”

Tim frowned. “Seems that way,” he agreed as he came out of another empty office across from Jim. They quickly went to the next set of offices in the hallway. Tim went into one on the left and Jim to the right.

“Another empty one!” Tim reported with a shout, disappointed again

“I think I found something!” Jim cried out in a delighted voice. He came out of the office holding up a data disk in a transparent disk case. “It was right there in the middle of the floor with nothing else in the room!”

Tim gazed at the disk his brother held out. “What’s on it? We have no way to read it!”

“We do!” a female voice startled the twins. They whipped their heads around to face a blonde woman and a big brunette man in Global Justice agent uniforms. “Agent Rydan,” she thumbed over her shoulder to the man, “and this is Agent Murphy. HQ dispatched us to pick you two up and help search this building for anything that could stop the Sonic Disruptor Cannon. We can read that disk in our VTOL.” She turned and waved her hand to indicate to follow her. “Come on!”

Tim and Jim weren’t going to dispute that. They ran after the two agents, and few minutes later, the four jumped down onto the back lot through the blast area of the warehouse. They entered the sleek GJ VTOL. Jim gave Agent Rydan the disk, and she inserted it into the VTOL’s computer system.

After a few moments of gazing at the information on a screen, Jim and Tim, standing just behind the seated agents, broke into smiles. “Hooshah!” they nearly shouted as they high-five each other.

Agent Rydan pressed a communications button. “Agent Rydan to HQ! We’ve recovered Team Supreme, and they found a data disk containing schematics, repeat schematics, of the Sonic Disruptor Cannon! Transmitting the data to you now!” She punched a few more buttons to send the information.

She turned to the two teenagers. “Strap in, boys! No time to drop you off at your home. Our orders were to retrieve you, find any useful information, and then join in the fight against Dr. Drakken.”

Team Supreme immediately strapped themselves in two passenger seats, which were behind the pilot and co-pilot seats, and soon after, the VTOL lifted off, heading northward.

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Continued in Part 2