Kim Possible: Bad Blood

Man in Charge

"This is ridiculous." The simian man complained.

"How long is he going to keep us waiting." The blonde changeling crosses her arms and sulked.

"Ay, I'd say it's about time we leave. This hunk of shmuck isn't showin' up anytime soon!" Duff Killigan attempted to persuade his temporary accomplices.

"But vat if he's bringing ze money he promised?" The Dementor threw in his 2 cents.

Hearing the rest of his supposed team squabble was irritating to the monkey lord. He had not intended on sticking around with them this long. His plan was to get the organized job done, get his promised share and then continue his life in search to be the Mystic Monkey Master. He had got what he was promised, by finally taking out the Sensei of Yamanouchi.
The only true reason he was still sticking around, is his interest in meeting who organized everything. He wanted to see who was the man behind the plan.

"I apologize for the delay, gentlemen. And lady." A voice finally echoed through the facility they stood in. All eyes went to the door, awaiting the strange voice to enter. But, no footsteps were heard and no man shown.

"Is this a joke? Who are you and where is our money!" The Scotsman yelled in frustration.
Then the lights went dark. On the far wall of the abandoned facility revealed a large screen. The bright light of the monitor caused the criminals to squint before adjusting their eyes.

On the screen, was a scrambled black outline of a man.

"Oh I assure you, Killigan, you will receive your reward." The strange man spoke. His voice was scrambled as well to further hide his identity. "Why hide your identity? Why not show us who you really are." Monkey Fist looked at the screen, unimpressed. "Ah, in time all will be revealed." He spoke again. He looked to be in some sort of laboratory. The background of the screen showed multiple panels, screen and tables.

"I take it you all accomplished your required tasks. On the evening news our favorite little teenager was caught fleeing government custody." The man seemed to gain enjoyment from speaking so ill of Kim Possible.

"So now that we have accomplished the tasks we were handed, when do we get our rewards?" The sassy changeling woman checked her nails in uninterest. "As I said, you will get your reward. But, Yamanouchi was only phase one." The mysterious man said, making the entire room silent.

"Vat do you mean, phase one? Is zer more to zis plan of yours?" The Dementor asked with interest.

"Oh yes. There is much more to this plan. We will make that brat and her sidekick suffer. And suffer they shall. They have wronged each and every one of you. With the rest of my plan in action, we will finally put an end to their vigilantism antics. And in the end, we will finally get what you have all been waiting for." He stopped.

"And that is?" Monkey Fist raised a brow.

"The death of Kim Possible."

The whole room went silent.

"Ay, That's a bold statement for someone who just hired 4 lassies to do a job for him." The Scotsman chuckled and folded his arms.

"A bold statement indeed, but a full proof one. I know her better than anyone. Her movements, her skills, her planning, I know it best. Even above all of you." The mystery man said with confidence. "Yeah right. If zou really knew her so vell, zen why isn't she dead zet?" The German madman laughed.

"I've studied her for a long time now. At this point, I know exactly how she thinks. There isn't a single way she can outsmart my plan." He spoke again.