Kim Possible: A Beautiful Death

Nothing's Changed

A man and his two body guards walk down an open hallway, all wearing nothing but fancy, expensive suits. They stop in front of a large, double doored room. The two guards walk in front, and pull open the doors for him. The room revealed to be massive, with windows instead of walls at every turn. You could easily enjoy the perfect view of the night filled city.
They were on the 25th floor. You could see Christmas lights and other lit up buildings. It was truly beautiful.

The room was a large, open space with dim lit lights of all different colors, all organized very well. There was an open bar with more men in suits, along with a small jacuzzi and a table that could fit from 6 to 10 people. Everyone in the open room was of Asian descent. The bartender, the jacuzzi loungers and the drinkers at the bar and table, all Asian.

But the men and women at the table, were talking in their foreign language with clear bags of white powder on the table in front of them. Powder as white as the snow falling right outside their window.
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"You seein' this, KP?"

"Yeah, I see them. Finally, caught em all in one room."

"Is that what I think it is?"

"Cocaine. Deported all the way from Laos. And lots of it."

A naked mole rat poked his head out of the blonde boy's pocket, with a Santa hat on his head. He mimicked an addict snorting a line of coke. A glare was sent his way from both teenagers, Ashe nervously laughed and dropped back inside his pocket.

The red headed teenager crouched on one knee, the other perked up. She had both her hands on an advanced set of binoculars, staring through the glass building. She saw multiple Asian men, looking to be dealing and trading the cocaine in the large room. She could hear her partner/best friend/boyfriend talking in her ear through her wireless ear piece.

"Do you think they know about my mystic monkey powers?"

"Very funny." She spoke back into her mic. She then put her snow covered binoculars back in her utility belt, and stood up. "Okay Ron, are you ready?" She asked, and pressed her first two fingers on her ear piece. "Right behind ya KP." She then heard him end the chat, knowing he was ready for the leap.

"Showtime."

She then leapt off the roof of the wet skyscraper, into nearly a straight dive. She expanded her arms and spread her legs, forming her wing suit. She glided through the rough and wet wind, not even flinching thanks to her goggles. She flew closer to the window, and began to sway and turn her body towards the far left window. As she was nearly 11 feet away, she closed her wing suit, and brought her feet straight in front of her.
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The men converse amongst themselves, with coked out women right next to them. They were saving the women for later. "Eleven hundred thousand, no less." One said, revealing his thick accent. The man across the table from him made a small glared, then looked at the cohort next to him. They spoke privately for a second, before he looked back at the other.

"Fine. It'll suffice." He spoke, also with an accent. He reached in his pocket, and pulled out a fat roll of wrapped dollar bills. Each bill worth a hundred dollars. He proceeded to hand the man the cash in exchange for the drugs. "It's been a pleasure, Mister Sheng. We will keep in touch-

CRASH!

All the attention in the massive room went to the front of the room, where two people broke through the windows on each side of the front. The girl flew in and kicked a man down to the ground who was standing and drinking a heavily fused drink. On the other side, a blonde haired boy flew in and barrel rolled to his feet.