Kim Possible: Bad Blood

The Dead Run

Ron and Kim took a dead sprint back to Kim's tricked out car. Finally back in their usual mission attire, they were able to move around more freely. Kim, in particular. Running in heels and a half cut dress wasn't exactly easy to escape in.

"Well, you did say we needed to spice up date night!" Ron retorted, as the two ran for the car as quickly as they could. Kim gave him a slight glare before looking back to see if they were being followed. And sure enough, they were. "Stop right now, Kimberly! Don't make us do something we'll regret!" Dr. Director yelled, as her and a few other agents pursued behind. They were about a block apart and gaining more feet.

"KP, I t-think they're gonna shoot us!" Ron squeamishly yelled. "Not on my watch." Kim said confidently. She reached behind to grab her grapple gun from her belt, and grabbed Ron with the other hand. She then aimed the gun, and fired the hook at the top of a local store building. As soon as she felt the three-pronged hook latch on to something, she tugged it to make sure it was stable.

"Hold tight."

"Okay, for wha— WHAAAAAAA
Ron was cut off, as the grapple-gun then pulled them up with a hard tug. When it yanked on Kim's arm, she felt it pull on the fresh bullet wound she had gotten the night before. She yelled in pain as she felt like it was being torn open.

As soon as they got close enough to the roof ledge, Kim thwipped the hook back into the gun, and flipped over the ledge. She and Ron landed with a hard roll. "GAH!" Kim yelled in pain again, feeling the same agonizing pain in her wound. Ron watched her reach around and grab the reopened gash and clench it.
"KP! Are you alright?" Ron quickly rolled over to help her up. When he easily pulled on her other arm, he saw a dark red spot on her lower abdomen.

"Crap. We need to get you out of here now." He said with shock, trying to get her back to her feet. "I'm okay, I'm okay." Kim replied with independence and easily took Ron's arm off her as she stood up. Finally regaining her balance, Kim walked back to the ledge, and looked down. Right as soon as she did, she jumped back into Ron as something fast hit the edge of the roof. The ledge had a small round indention left in it.

When she and Ron looked down again after, they saw Betty Director and her agents looking up at her with their guns. "Are you serious right now?" Kim sassed out loud to the agents. "I warned you two, Kim. Come with us peacefully and we'll try to work something ou—

"No! You guys just shot at us, like are you freakin' serious?" Kim sassed again with the same whining tone. "Please, Kim. Do it for your parents! They're worried about you running around blindly like this!" Dr. Director tried again to persuade.

"I'm not the one who's blind." Kim states coldly, finally turning around. She and Ron were beginning to walk off, but she turned around one last time. "And if you ever use my parents as leverage against me ever again, I'll make Global Justice regret it." Kim finally said, then turned to walk out of sight with Ron.

As Kim disappeared from view, Betty Director sighed in deep regret. "Dr. Director." She then heard her earpiece go off. "Go ahead, Lieutenant." She said dryly. "The mercenaries are taken care of, ma'am." The man said over her coms. "Did you completely immobilize the enemy?" She asked. "We're beginning clean up, now." Her agent replied.

"No. All units, back to the squad trucks. We're going after Kim Possible!" She yelled enthusiastically, as she and her squad of agents ran around the other side of the building to track the teenagers.
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Ron had finally helped Kim make it to their usual car. She was beginning to lose blood again, a lot of it. "We're almost there KP. Just a little bit further." Ron said calmly to her, as he held her arm over his shoulder to help her walk. They car was in their view, so they knew it was only a few more steps. As soon as the handle was in Ron's reach, he was shout to grab the handle.