Kim Possible: Final Masquerade

Aftermath

So, that's how it all happened. After years of torturing myself, I was finally rescued. I returned back to what I am, and what I'll always be meant to be.

No more destroyed future. No more dead innocents. No more horror... no more Eric. Now, that's all just a distant memory, of what will never have happened. Eventually, my memories will collide. Soon everything I remember from the time I'm from, will cease to exist. It's like the universe is erasing my mind, removing it all from ever happening.
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Undisclosed Government Location
Washington, D.C.

"So you're telling me, you didn't kill Eric?"

"No. At least, not in this time."

"Okay... and so just like that, you're back in this current timeline? Wanna tell me a little about that?"

"I actually... don't know how that happened. One second I'm shooting the comet to kill Eric along with my dying self, then all of the sudden, boom! I'm back in this time."

"So... just like that? You just came back to the moment where your life changed, and fixed it?"

"Well... I guess that's a way you can put it."

"Okay Miss Possible, were just about done here. I just need to know one last thing."

"And what's that?"

Silence.

"I just want to know... how do I know you're just not crazy from all those head injuries you've gotten on missions..?"

Silence.

"I.. *sigh* Look I know it sounds crazy, I do. Trust me. If someone had told me all this, I'd look at them like they're nuts. But listen... I'm not nuts. I've experienced two years after this very day, and I swear I'd rather live them right then go back to that time. I just—

"Miss Possible."

"... Yes..?"

"... You're not crazy."

"Wait? You actually believe me..?"

"If you're in the line of work I've been in for this long... you see some strange things. And out of all those things, I promise you, that sounds the least crazy."

"Oh... well, thanks, I guess. But I still have one question for you."

"Hit me."

"All those years I've spent—well, from the timeline I'm from, a secret organization had overlooked the US. The same organization that had taken us and kept their eye on us. And that organization... is you."

"Okay, what are you implying?"

"Who are you. Really. What does the.. the Secure.. homeland intertwine—

"Security Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division. We have a... specific focus. On people, just like you and Mr. Stoppable."

"Wow, that's quite a mouthful. Am I aloud to ask?"

"No you are not."

"Well... I guess we're done here, Mr...?"

"Coulson. Agent Coulson."

*End of tape*
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Kim exited the room where the agent had interviewed her, with him not far behind. She started walking down a hallway to leave the storage building that she faintly remembered from her old time. But in this time, she finally saw the name on the building.

The Triskelion.

"One more thing before you go, Miss Possible." The Agent stopped her right before she exited the massive lobby. She turned to look at him, revealing the bandaid on her face, and her healing scratches.

"Here at our agency, we really are impressed with you two. Being able to do what you do at such a young age. If you ever want a career in what you do, give me a call." Agent Coulson said, as he reached out, to hand her his card. She looked down at it, seeing the logo on the center of it. It was a golden eagle, with its wings spread across a small circle that held it.

"Okay... will do." Kim friendly smiled at the agent.

"We have the perfect person to overlook you as your mentor. Trust me, she's the best in the business."

"I will keep that in mind," Kim brought out her small wallet, and stuck the card inside, "Thank you, Agent Coulson." She smiled one last time. And as he smiled back at her, she finally exited the massive, oddly shaped building.

But as she stepped foot onto the concrete, a limo pulled up for her. While walking towards it, she stopped, and turned to look at the tall structure. She smiled, and nodded at the building.

"Will do." She repeated, before leaving to the limo.