Kim Possible: Final Masquerade

Deadly Highway

"I hate this. I hate this. I hate this." Ron blabbered to himself, shaking as he held on tightly to the handle above his head. He gripped it so hard he could feel his hand going numb underneath his glove.

"Really? You're still afraid of heights? We used to free fall for god sakes." Kim gave him a strange look, and placed her hand on his knee to help ease his nerves. Clearly it wasn't working. "I can't help it KP! You know how much I hated doing that stuff!" Ron continued to complain.

"Would you have rather jumped out of another plane? I definitely think this is better. There aren't even any windows! You can't see how far we'll be falling!" Kim's patience grew thin with the teenage boy.

They both sat strapped in a government Jeep, fully armored with a 3-inch shell of platting. The only windows the vehicle had was the windshield, and the blacked out back windows where they sat. Ron refused to turn and look at the back, no matter how curious he got. But here's the wild part.

The Jeep was hanging from the bottom of a carrier. An experimental vehicle transport that dropped off vehicles. It had two twin rotors—one on each side, two 50-cal turrets under the cockpit, and a two man pilot canopy.

Two agents were in the front seat of the Jeep, the driver being none other than Donald Riker himself.

"We're close to the drop. Strap in kids! This is gonna be a hard landing!" He turned around, and yelled to the two teenagers sitting in the back of the troop bay. Ron turned nearly pale white.. well, paler white.

He tightened the "X" seatbelt by the end of the cord on his waist. Sure it was definitely uncomfortable, but he knew it was better safe than sorry.

It may have been a serious sitch, but Kim couldn't help but feel a small sense of joy. Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable back in action! It made her feel almost... complete. Something about it did bother her though. Neither of them were in usual mission attire. Kim was so flustered about finding Ron when she packed that she never actually packed another set of mission ready gear.

So all she had on, was her typical green cargo pants, and a dark red long sleeve v-neck. On top of it a lightweight grey vest. And let's not forget, her iconic utility belt. She preferred this one over the newer one with her purple attire, mainly because of the easily accessible pockets.

And Ron, Ron had on almost nothing resembling his old Team Possible look. What he wore, was his Black Lotus suit. His hood was down, with his mask tightly gripped in his hand under Kim's. It did feel damn good for him to be back on a mission with Kim, but something just didn't sit right either him.

Deep down, he actually didn't want to wear his old mission gear. He felt too accustomed to being the Lotus, that fighting crime as Ron Stoppable again just made him feel...empty.

"Get ready, guys! Dropping in five.."

"4.."

Ron quickly put his mask on and flipped his hood up, then grabbed Kim's hand with a death grip.

"3.."

Kim zipped up her vest, and pressed her head back hard against the headrest.

"2.."

Ron turned to look at Kim, as she did the exact same.

"1."

Silence. It was as if the entire vehicle itself had frozen with stillness.

"Drop!"

FOOM!

Both teens heard the magnetic cables unlatch from the vehicle. The armored Jeep then began its short descent to the highway.