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KIM POSSIBLE RIDES AGAIN PROLOGUE, PART 1 - *October 2008* "Well boy, you are in one heap of trouble." said the pepper-haired police detective as he paced around the dim-lit interrogation room. "Possession of a stolen vehicle, possession of unregistered semi-automatic weapons, possession of explosive materials, possession of another stolen vehicle, 13 destroyed police cars, 4 buildings with structural damage, an overpass on the uptown freeway collapsed, and assault on no less than 16 SWAT team members. Eight of which are currently receiving medical attention compliments of you and your little Jackie Chan act you pulled over there on 31st

**Several Months Earlier, May 2007 - WHAM!!! Went the Sloth's tires as they met the surface of the highway as it landed from its flight. Once on the ground, the jet engines disengaged and the 12-cylinder primary engine revved back into control. "Boo-yah, KP! Now that is what I call making an exit!" Exclaimed Ron, as he fist-pumped his hands in the air, still in triumphant celebration over graduating high school. "No big." Kim replied in her familiar catchphrase "It was just a little boost from dual hypersonic jet engines, breaking the sound barrier and checking the view from the stratosphere. Nothing too over the top." She said with a wink

------ LATER THAT YEAR ----- During a cool October night, Professor Dementor desperately scrambled through the back streets of downtown Seattle while clutching to a large metal briefcase. He dived into an alleyway and desperately tried to contact his henchmen. “Myron...Myron! Come en zu incompetent ball of hayar!” He screamed on his communicator. “Y-yes Professor...where are you? You’re late for our extraction point, are you okay?” “No zu fool, someting vent a foul! Dat bloody ginger gerl...she cvashed dee party! I zeed you to come to me ands gets ve outta heah!” “Okay Professor, where is y

- APRIL 2008 - “So, I got a phone call from Carrie last night,”  Tara said as she sipped her latte. “And?” “Wayll ...” she replied as she curled her lip and wrinkled up her eyebrows. Ron sighed as he slouched down into the restaurant booth. “That good huh?” “I’m sorry, Ron, she’s just … I don’t know, is looking for someone a little more ...” “Handsome?” “Mature,”  she finished. “She yelled at me for setting her up with a high schooler.” “She thinks I’m a high schooler?!” “Well, you did pick

- SHORTLY AFTER THE BREAKUP - “Kim, sweetie, I know it’s not my place to say this, but seeing as nobody else appears to be saying it, I’m invoking my right as your roommate and I'm going to lay it out there for you.” “Great ...” Kim moaned into her textbook as she felt another heart-to-heart talk coming on. Her roommate, Haley Skomette had finally put the finishing touches on her painted toenails, leaned back and rolled her office chair across the room to Kim’s bed. “K, what are you doing?” “Physics homework?” an annoyed Kim replied as she stated the obvious. “No, th

“Ron, I have to say you look a little nervous tonight,” Logan said as straightened his tie in the mirror. “Well, kinda,” Ron replied as he fidgeted with his shirt buttons at the adjacent bathroom sink, “this is sort of my last shot with a ba ... I mean, lady that Tara can set me up with.  If I muck it up …” “Nah, you’ll be fine,” Logan said confidently as he wetted his hair and checked for anything in his teeth. “But, what if I forget my training?” “Do you really think you’ll manage to forget all of that etiquette, mannerisms and elegance training Tara fou

- MEANWHILE IN EUGENE - “Kimmie, it’s your mother again.  I know you are trying your best to assert your independence and all but it would be nice if you would take some time out of your schedule and say hey to the family every once in a quarter.  Give me a call back when you get a chance.  Love you!” “Whatever.”  Kim sighed as she deleted the message and continued to jog around the walking track. “Your mom again?”  Haley asked as her roommate ran to catch up. “Yeah, I think she’s bored. Ever since my father went away on a year-long mission to the space station that he’s been wor

***DUE TO DEVIANTART'S FUNDAMENTALLY FLAWED RULES DEALING WITH THE AGING UP OF CHARACTERS, I HAVE DECIDED TO POST THE FULL, UNADULTERATED VERSION OF THIS CHAPTER ON MY FANFINCTION ACCOUNT WHICH CAN BE FOUND AT: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9968632/8/Kim-Possible-Rides-Again-Prologue THANK YOU FOR UNDERSTANDING, PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS!*** --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fall 2008, Prague “American stocks continued their freefall today, losing as much as 400 points before finishing the day at one of the lowest levels in 25 years as the global credit crunch begins to ta

- APRIL 2009 - “Awh, Stacey this is fantastic!  Thank you!” Ron happily said as he continued to rip wrapping paper off of a black and gold colored box adorned with Japanese script.  “Um, what exactly is it?” “Silly boy, cont you read the box?”  Stacey teased her boyfriend of exactly one year to the day. “Not … really.  It’s kinda written in Japanese …” “Oh … how aboot you turn the box around to the English side then, Ronny.” Ron complied and spun the box around revealing the gift. “Sakura Samurai Knife Set. You got me knives?!” “Not jus