Mr. Dr. Possible held his wife's hand, looking intently at the TV as news reports began. For some time, world communications had been totally shut down when the golem attacks began. Now satellite and phone systems were coming back, and the TV channels which had been showing nothing but static were winking back in one by one as reports on the worldwide events started flooding in.
He cycled through several channels while moving towards the local stations, and each of them, even the sports channels, were talking about the same thing. It was as if the fragmented words spoken by reporters from various networks were somehow linked together and forming a single report.
'World leaders have called for a moratorium on all talks and discussions until cleanup operations are finished....'
'...early reports indicate that damage done by the golem attackers was mostly superficial except in areas where larger statues were brought to life...'
'...repair work is already beginning in major cities across the....'
'...many being interviewed say these events are similar to the Diablo robot attacks...'
'...similar operations are now being put underway which were used after the villainous Dr. Drakken used toy robots to....'
'U.S. Politicians will soon issue a statement explaining what the role the military will be playing in....'
'...Police and National Guard forces remind all persons, militia or civilian, that there is no longer any danger and are urged to use caution....'
'...bizarre moving statues suddenly halted their attacks, very much like the Diablo robots which were shut down by global crime-fighter Kim Possible...'
'...rumors are that teen heroine Kim Possible was the one....'
'...Possible is said to have defeated the super-villain known as 'Monkey Fist' within days of his globally broadcast ultimatum...'
'...Kim Possible being sought for interviews....'
'...waiting for full communication to be restored so that it can be confirmed whether Kim Possible...'
Mr. Dr. Possible felt Mrs. Dr. Possible's hand tighten around his arm as he reached the local station. Jim and Tim leaned in as a shaky camera view focused on a disheveled, bleary-looking reporter with a crooked tie, an unbuttoned shirt collar and ruffled looking hair.
'..A.U. Dibble, MIDX News.' said Dibble, holding his microphone in one hand and trying to smooth out wrinkles in his shirt with the other. 'Reports are just coming in from Upperton and Lowerton. The statue attacks have indeed stopped. And the people who were petrified by Monkey Fist's strange weapon have returned to normal. Speculation is rampant, but most of the rumors say the reason for the sudden halt in the attacks is that the villainous Monkey Fist was defeated by his teenage foe, Kim Possible.'
Mr. Dr. Possible smiled. 'I knew it wouldn't be long, with our Kimmy-cub on the case!' he said proudly.
'Shhh!' said Mrs. Dr. Possible, snatching the remote and turning up the volume.
'Authorities in England have been tipped off that Monkey Fist's hideout was located among a series of mountains within the United Kingdom.' said Dibble. 'Agents of Global Justice were dispatched to the scene immediately, and have found several people who had been kidnapped by Monkey Fist and used as laborers to build his machines. None of them are reported to have been harmed, and some of them have already been questioned by Global Justice, and then released. One of the men, Mr. Ignacious Stone, agreed to a brief interview about their ordeal.'
The camera cut to an outdoor scene with mountains in the background, and a middle-aged man in simple brown clothes had a microphone in front of him. 'It was some blighter dressed up like an American Indian.' said Ignacious. 'But Kim Possible's sidekick - I don't know his name, the fellow with the blonde hair? Somehow he defeated Monkey Fist's partner. I thought we'd be stuck as statues in that cavern forever, but not long after they left - poof! Suddenly we were all back to normal!'
'So you had no control over your actions after Monkey Fist turned you to stone?' said one reporter.
'Well if I had, I wouldn't have stuck around in that dank cave!' said Ignacious with a snort. 'Honestly - over two weeks doing nothing but working on those infernal machines. I'm just glad it's over!'
'And what will you do now?' said another reporter.
'Get home as quick as may be.' said Ignacious. 'I didn't get hungry or anything while I was there, but I must have missed a dozen tea times!' There was a ripple of laughter from the assembled reporters.
The camera cut back to Dibble. 'We've learned that the kidnap victims were from two small towns in England named Graniton and Basalton. Neither town was well known before. But as their residents were in the thick of things for weeks, no doubt they will be returning to their homes to find themselves the center of attention from a curious media...'
The reporters then started to re-hash things they had already said in more detail, and Mrs. Dr. Possible turned the volume back down. 'Does this mean that Kim will be coming home soon?' she said.
'I hope so.' said Mr. Dr. Possible. 'Those show folk will be swarming around our house like buzzards until they get an interview. At least this business seems to have humbled that Dibble character. Maybe next time he'll think twice before doing a report that tries to make the good guys look bad.'
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It wasn't only in the Possible house where people were watching the world reports. The prison which housed the infamous Cell Block D was also watching and listening. Several prisoners who had radios booed loudly when they heard that Monkey Fist had been defeated. Many of them had been hoping they could escape in the confusion if the attacks grew worse. But in one of the cells, a man with a black helmet and orange skin was packing a small suitcase. As part of the deal he had worked out with Team Probable and Leigh Gality, Professor Dementor had been given a TV set for his cell. He smirked as he saw the screen panning across scattered heaps of mechanical debris while Dibble's voice spoke.
'Troops from Global Justice at the scene have found the wreckage of the device which they believe Monkey Fist had been using to jam the world's satellite network...'
'Gut gemacht, Herr Probable.' said Dementor. 'That should teach that poser Dr. Drakken not to try and take over ze world using my creations!' He straightened his collar and walked out of the cell, throwing his suitcase into the hands of one of the guards. 'Escort me to ze exit, muscle-bound oaf!' he said insolently. 'The sooner I depart from this hole, the better! I have lairs to rebuild and plans to make!' The guard growled with narrowed eyes, but Dementor was already strutting past him. 'Step lively and knock it off with ze glaring. Remember, a deal is a deal!'
The guards slouched along behind Dementor, muttering. Behind them in the cell, the TV broadcast was still playing, and Dibble's voice echoed faintly within the walls of Cell Block D.
'...very little is left of the machines, but Global Justice is already confiscating the wreckage, hoping to forestall any further use of this devastating technology. Sources close to Global Justice have stated that anonymous tipsters have already turned over schematics for the machines, and they are sharing the information with several countries. With this information, authorities are confident that such a machine will not be able to take out global communications again. Though since all the computers in Monkey Fist's lair have been destroyed and the data apparently lost, it is unclear where this information came from...'
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Jade sniffed In the makeshift tech garage at the Omo-sa residence, staring up at the same report Dementor had been viewing. 'Unclear where the information came from.' she said, looking over at Wade. 'Bet you'll be bragging about it to the press before much longer.'
Over at an opposite table, Wade Load glanced over his shoulder to where Jade was working at her own station. 'We worked pretty hard to take down the Ultra-Atmospheric Jammer.' he said. 'Why shouldn't we tell the press about it? We've got nothing to hide.'
'Speak for yourself.' Jade muttered. 'The best kind of tipsters are the anonymous ones.' said Jade. 'Once the public knows who the tipster is, they dump him because he's not mysterious anymore. But if they’re anonymous, people hang on their every word. How do you think conspiracies survive when they're all so kooky?'
Even though the Jammer had been destroyed, the work to get everything back to normal was still very much in progress. Wade and Jade kept working over their computer consoles, linking up different areas and helping to restore communications as they brought more and more satellites back under control. 'I've restored military communications between the Army, the Navy and the Air Force.' said Jade. 'How's it going on your end?'
Wade grunted as he worked. 'I just got in touch with the Middleton Space Center.' he said. 'They've been using their equipment to bring satellites back under control. Now that I've linked them to other work stations around the country, they can expand the effort.' He kept typing as he spoke, watching as more satellites came back on line.
Jade slid her hand quietly down to a small pack she'd kept on the floor next to her work station, quietly opening it and reaching in. She kept tapping randomly on her keyboard, making it sound as if she were still working. She turned her head and saw Wade hunched over his own keyboard at the other table with his back turned. 'So... it's all over but the shouting?' she said, in a would-be curious voice.
'We can speed things up by continuing to coordinate the satellite restorations.' Wade answered. 'But yeah, it looks like things are getting back on track!'
'Wade... thanks.' said Jade.
Her voice sounded strange, and he turned in his chair. Jade was standing only a foot or two away, holding some kind of aerosol can, and she was wearing a gas mask. There was a hiss, and a grey mist obscured his vision. Before he could stop himself, he had taken in a coughing breath which smelled and tasted like some kind of medicine. Then his eyes rolled, going out of focus. He clutched at the desk, trying to keep his balance, but in the moment it took him to try and speak, everything went black.
Jade watched Wade slump heavily to the ground. She sighed as she took off the mask. 'Sorry about this.' she said softly. The door behind her opened, and several black-uniformed soldiers from the Riddleton Black Ops tromped into the room, followed by several people in white hazmat suits.
'Is the prisoner secure?' said the lead soldier, his voice muffled by a black mask.
'Yeah.' said Jade.
'We doing full Clean Sweep procedures?' he said.
Jade nodded. 'Go over everyplace they've been - and I mean every place.' she said. The houses, the school, training yard, everywhere. Use the long and short range scanners. Take anything they've touched that you even think might have a tracking device in it, and feed it into the shredder. Then take everything that was shredded and feed it into the grinder. Then take the grindings and throw them in the incinerator. Get all their stuff, their luggage, clothes, equipment - crate it up and mail it to the Possible's house in Middleton.'
The hazard suited men were already piling everything in the room into boxes and going over the room with sensor wands. The black suited soldiers were rolling Wade onto a stretcher and lifting him up. 'And the prisoner?' said the leader.
'Full medical and body scan.' Jade said. 'And be careful - this guy likes hiding bugs and tracking devices inside people. We don't want them to have left anything they could use to track us.'
The leader nodded and turned to the others. 'Let's go, people!' he said. 'Once he's processed, crate him up with the rest of their things.' They were carrying Wade's sleeping form out through the door.
'Wait a sec!' Jade blurted out, and the lead soldier paused, looking back.
'What is it?' he said.
Jade bit her lip, fidgeting. 'Uh... make sure he has plenty of air holes.' she said weakly. 'And... some soda for the trip.'
The leader's eyes looked confused for a moment, then he shrugged. 'Yes ma'am.' he said, then they trooped out of the room. Jade looked around for a moment, watching while other members of the Clean Sweeps started tearing down the control center she and Wade had been using.
It wasn't the first time they'd used Operation Clean Sweep after a caper. Whenever a possible security leak to Riddleton was identified, the Clean Sweeps were sent in to sanitize things, and make sure that nothing was left that could trace anything to Riddleton. Jade had remembered a long time ago that she wanted to invent a 'Neuralizer', but so far she hadn't gotten past the drawing board.
Team Probable had enough resources and money that they could afford to destroy their own hideouts to keep their tracks covered, but it was still a tough operation. Especially against a group like Team Possible. She sighed again and left the garage, feeling strangely empty.
When she was out in the backyard, she saw other members of the Clean Sweeps swarming over the guest house, and some were trooping in and out of the main house. Jade saw her dad standing on the back porch, looking over the proceedings with a stoic expression. He raised an eyebrow as he saw her. 'Daughter.' he said in his gravelly voice. 'I take it that Load-san's time here is now finished?'
Jade nodded. Mr. Omo-sa sniffed as he looked at the uniformed men and soldiers milling around, boxing things up and carrying them out of the yard. 'I trust that you have remembered to inform them that I will require approval for anything that is removed from my house?'
Jade rolled her eyes and nodded. The last time the Clean Sweeps had been through their house, one of them had left a scratch on one of the marble display tables. Her father had not let her forget about it for weeks afterwards.
Mr. Omo-sa's voice took on a casual tone as he continued looking across the backyard at the proceedings. 'And... were you able to gather any more information from Load-san about the Nakasumi Corporation?'
Jade sighed. 'No, dad.' she said.
His eyes flicked towards her. 'Very disappointing.' he said flatly. 'I expected better from you.'
Jade felt stung. She didn't really feel like discussing the reasons why she hadn't tried harder. The fact was, there had been too many things keeping her and Wade busy. Trying to block Monkey Fist's scheme, the business with Mr. Matter, building and organizing the tech garage, building the Counter-Jammers, designing and building the Moo-Goo guns and grenades, and so on. One thing she had done with regard to her father's snooping was to prepare a response in advance which she hoped would deflect his questioning. She took a deep breath and spoke. 'Well, I knew you were on the case after Wade had dinner with us that first night. You said you wouldn't give up until he talked. So I didn't think someone as skilled as you would need any help.'
Mr. Omo-sa raised his eyebrow even higher. For a moment he looked stern, and Jade was sure he'd seen right through her ruse. But then his expression softened. 'You use my own words and turn my own weapons against me.' he said. There was a few seconds silence, and then he nodded. 'Very good, daughter.' he said. Then he turned and went back into the house.
Jade stayed on the porch and sighed with relief. She would need to keep overseeing the Clean Sweeps to make sure they didn't get too rough with their belongings, but at least the sitch with her father was dealt with. 'Don't say I didn't do anything for you, Wadey.' she thought. 'You were too busy to notice, but me keeping you out of dad's crosshairs was a big-time favor.'
The atmosphere was still festive at the Yamanouchi School, even several hours after Monkey Fist had been defeated and returned to the Path of the Yono. His petrified form had become a kind of centerpiece to the victory celebration. The townsfolk from Basalton and Graniton who had been freed from their golem enslavement seemed particularly eager to give Monkey Fist a swift kick now and then, though Monkey Fist remained immobile and silent.
Cleanup and repair operations had already begun as well. Though the Yamanouchi students had spent previous weeks repairing the school after the Yono's first attack, they were not inclined to grumble about having to start fixing it all over again. Their victory against all odds made the upcoming labor seem somehow more agreeable.
Kim had slipped away from the celebrations and quietly returned to Toshimiru's dojo. She half expected to see the Mystical Monkey standing next to the Buddha statue and whistling, waiting for another Naco to be delivered. But aside from a deep gouge in the floor where Monkey Fist had landed, and some broken wooden lattice, the dojo showed no other signs of having been part of the combat. Even with the celebrations outside, the building seemed as silent and empty as it had the very first time she had entered.
After the angst and agony of her spiritual journey, and the hassles she had endured putting up with the Mystical Monkey, she thought she should be grateful that he was gone. But as tough the advice and training had been, she couldn't argue with the end results. 'Thanks double-M.' she thought, and she turned and left.
She then went quickly to fetch Monique and Enrique from the storage building in the rear courtyard. Monique looked relieved to be escorted out, and Enrique seemed disappointed that his one-on-one time with Monique was over.
When Monique saw Monkey Fist standing petrified in the courtyard, she walked up to him, cracking her knuckles. 'I owe you one for pushing me off that cliff!' she said, and she punched him in the jaw. She drew back at once, shaking her hand vigorously. 'Ow!' she said. 'Man, I forgot about the pain part!'
'Allow me...' said Enrique, moving to take her hand.
Monique skittered out of his reach. 'Back off, home-boy! I didn't ask for a medic!'
Kim smiled faintly and blended back in among the ninja. She saw Rhonda Fatigable sitting on the deck of one of the dorm buildings, petting Rueful. Chief Sakituya was there as well, and a quiet smile was on his face as he looked out over the School.
The night had mostly passed, and the inky black of the night sky was just starting to lighten when Kim's Kimmunicator beeped it's familiar tune. Turning it on, she saw Ron's face on the screen. 'Ron - where are you?' she said.
'Hey KP!' he said, looking tired, but still awake. 'Looks like quite a party down there! Are there any eats for the late-comers?'
At his words, Kim looked up around at the skies. With a nearly silent humming, the Ksikkihkíni swooped down and landed in the courtyard, with two figures astride the bike. Ron threw off his helmet and made a bee-line for her. Fresh cheering broke out as Kim and Ron embraced and kissed.
They kept holding hands as they broke apart and Ron turned to look at Monkey Fist. 'You beat him!' he said, smiling brightly. 'And I wasn't here to see it - that's kind of a first!' Rufus had scurried out of Ron's hip pouch, climbed up Monkey Fist's leg and back, and was hopping up and down on his head. Ron took a close look, up and down. 'Hey, isn't that the same pose he was in when he first started on the Path of the Yono?'
'Yeah.' said Kim. 'Kind of weird, huh?'
'I like weird.' Ron answered.
'Hmm-hmm weird!' Rufus squeaked.
Kim looked back at the dorm building. Grimm and Rhonda were kissing tenderly under the shadow of the eaves, while Chief Sakituya turned and pretended to be watching the breaking dawn in the other direction. 'Come on.' said Kim, pulling at Ron's hand. 'We need to talk with our 'partners'.' Ron nodded, and Rufus hopped onto his shoulder.
Rhonda looked a little dazed, and Grimm looked irritated as Kim called out to them, interrupting their kiss. 'I want to make sure the sitch is under control.' she said. 'We've got Monkey Fist. Where's Maze?'
'He got away.' said Grimm.
Ron's mouth fell open. 'You didn't say anything about that!' he said. 'I thought you tied him up and left him for Global Justice. I saw you trussing up his wrists and ankles!'
Grimm looked a bit flustered. 'I don't know how he did it.' he said. 'When I'd finished demolishing the Jammer, all I found were the cut cords.'
'What about Drakken and Shego?' said Kim, her eyes narrowed.
'Ask Ron.' Grimm answered. 'We didn't see either of them during the fight. I couldn't tell if they were ever there in the first place.'
Kim glanced at Ron, who shrugged and nodded. 'Did you let them get away?' Kim growled.
A bark of laughter echoed from Grimm. 'You really think I'd let Maze go? First off, he's on my list of banned clients. Second, he's the one who banished Rhonda. Third, I don't like him. Want me to go on?'
Kim gave him a look of withering disbelief. 'You said yourself, if a client pays enough, you'll put up with a lot. Plus you didn't say anything about banning Drakken or Shego. How do we know you didn't cut a deal with them?'
Grimm rolled his eyes. 'You don't.' he said. 'I can't prove I didn't, and you can't prove I did. Let's just leave it at that.'
Kim looked at Ron. 'How about the Jammer?' she said. 'Can you prove that was wrecked?'
'Yeah, I saw that for myself!' said Ron proudly. 'When Grimm came back to the bike, we flew over the hatch in the mountain on our way to the airport. Total junkage!'
'Satisfied?' said Grimm, sarcastically.
Kim's expression didn't soften. 'I had to ask.' she said. 'And how did you beat Maze?'
Grimm shrugged. 'I didn't.' he said. 'All I did was wreck the Jammer when the fight was over. Ron was the man of the hour. Maze had us dead to rights with his shadow medicine. Ron powered through it and took him down along with the mini-jammer they'd built.'
Kim felt a strange stinging inside herself. At Grimm's words, her first instinct had been to say, Ron beat him? Are you sure? It was the same kind of feeling she'd had when she heard over her Kimmunicator that Ron had defeated Monkey Fist during their first encounter so long ago. And it was exactly that kind of disbelief, the reflexive dismissal that Ron could have done something on his own, that she thought she'd defeated forever when she'd fought Kim-i-i. Shaking her thoughts back to the issues at hand, she lifted her wrist and showed her Kimmunicator. 'If the Jammers are destroyed, why can't I get in touch with Wade?' she said. 'I've been trying to raise him for a while now.'
'Not sure.' said Grimm. 'Jade's not answering either. They're probably still busy getting all the world's satellites back to normal. Unless they're kissing again.'
Ron spluttered. 'Wade and Jade? Kissing?' he squealed. 'Whuuuuuuuh???'
Kim winced. 'Long story.' she said.
'Oh man...' Ron said, scratching his head. 'Monique is gonna be bummed!'
Grimm looked across the courtyard to where Enrique was still trying to sidle up to Monique. 'She'll get over it.' he said.
Ron started ticking off on his fingers. 'So lemme recap. Maze is gone, Monkey Fist is back on ice, the Jammers are wrecked and everyone they petrified is back to normal. Sounds like we're back on track to Normalville!'
'So the mission's done.' said Kim.
'Yup.' said Grimm simply.
'And the sitch with Ron and Rhonda is over.'
'Looks that way.' said Grimm.
'Then our arrangement is over too.' said Kim. 'I said once we were done, I was putting you in jail.'
Grimm smirked. 'So you did.'
Rhonda started looking back and forth between Kim and Grimm, her face suddenly nervous. Ron looked at Kim, then at Rhonda, and back again. 'Uh, everybody here is partying.' he said. 'We don't have to break it up with another fight, do we?'
'They're still criminals.' said Kim. 'And they've got a lot to answer for. If they hadn't stolen all that equipment for Monkey Fist, none of this would have happened.'
The smirk didn't fade from Grimm's face yet, but his voice was more clipped. 'You want me to bring in Leigh Gality again? There's no evidence that we ever stole anything.'
'A jury can sort that out.' said Kim coldly.
Grimm sighed. 'Well, your team's fully assembled and you've got a boatload of ninja to back you up. You'll never have a better chance to take us down. But in the spirit of the moment, how about letting us quietly take a powder?'
Kim was glaring. Ron cleared his throat. 'They did help us out a lot.' he said. 'And it wouldn't be the first time the bad guys got away after we blew up the lair.'
'Ooooh...' said Grimm with a shrewd expression. 'Looks like the sidekick is also the smart one.'
Kim felt her hands twitching. It wouldn't take much. All she had to do was call out and the entire Yamanouchi School would come to her aid. Team Probable wouldn't stand a chance. 'Come on, Grimm.' said Rhonda taking his arm. 'Just because the sitch is over doesn't mean we have to start going at it right away.'
'That's up to her.' said Grimm, nodding at Kim. 'What's it gonna be, Kim?'
But Ron never found out what Kim's choice would be. At that moment, Grimm's watch started beeping. He raised his wrist and glanced at the dial. 'Whoops.' he said, turning off the alarm. 'Too late.'
There was a sudden roaring sound, and several helicopters crested over the walls of the school. There were two large cargo helicopters, which started coming in to land, the lights mounted on their canopies flooding the courtyard. There were also a number of what looked like military attack choppers which remained hovering in the air.
As the larger copters landed, armed military troops began leaping out. The Yamanouchi ninja still had their weapons, and readied them almost instantly. But Master Sensei stepped in front of them and raised his hand. At his gesture, the ninja lowered their weapons, but only slightly.
The troops had formed a firing line, but their leader also raised his hand, and the troops did not raise their weapons. The troop leader and Master Sensei met in the middle of the courtyard. 'This is a private sanctuary.' said Sensei. 'You are not welcome here.'
'We're not here to fight and we won't stay long.' said the leader. 'We're with the United States Department of Defense and we came to return Monkey Fist's victims to their homes. We're also here to arrest them.' and he pointed at Team Probable.
Kim looked at Grimm, who was smirking. And she understood at once. She rushed to Master Sensei's side. 'He's lying!' she said. 'Grimm's family is in the DOD! They came here to bail them out!'
The troop leader's face was inscrutable behind his mask. 'Our orders are to take them into custody by force - if necessary.' he said. 'If you turn them over to us, you have my word that we will leave your sanctuary untouched.'
Kim looked up at the attack choppers with their machine guns batteries and missile launchers. The residents of Graniton and Basalton were looking up at them and at the soldiers, their expressions now scared. She was sure that the Yamanouchi ninja were at least a match for the soldiers, but she couldn't risk anyone getting spooked and opening fire with innocent people in the midst. She looked over at Team Probable again. Grimm, Rhonda and Rueful were all on their knees with their hands raised. Grimm was still smirking.
Master Sensei raised an eyebrow, looking at Kim. 'They are your enemies. The choice is yours, Kim Possible.' he said.
She sighed heavily. 'Let them go.' she said.
At once, a number of the soldiers fanned out through the courtyard. A troop of black masked soldiers were wheeling the Ksikkihkíni aboard one of the copters. The residents of Graniton and Basalton were being ushered towards the other. 'Where are you taking us?' said the old woman with the cane.
'Back to your homes, ma'am.' said one of the soldiers. 'Our orders are to gather everyone who was used by Monkey Fist and get them back where they came from. Once we're at the airport in Tokyo, you'll be boarded onto a passenger jet and taken to England.'
'Oh my.' said the old woman. 'Will we all fit?'
'We'll do multiple trips if we have to, ma'am....' said the soldier, and they disappeared on board.
Other soldiers had surrounded Grimm and Rhonda and were frog-marching them onto the other chopper. It certainly looked as if they were being taken prisoner, but Kim wasn't fooled. Without anyone to lead Kim back to Riddleton, it meant Team Probable would disappear again. A sudden thought came to Kim and she went up to where Grimm was being loaded onto the copter. Ron followed behind her. 'What did you do to Wade?' she said. 'Where is he?'
Grimm smiled faintly, even as the soldiers hauled him up the ramp. 'He's fine.' Grimm answered. 'Black Ops sent him back to Middleton along with your stuff. He might actually beat you there.'
Kim shook her head. Grimm had planned all this in advance, probably days beforehand. 'You jerk.' she said.
'Come on Possible, we beat the real bad guys already.' said Grimm. 'Let's not spoil it by sniping about which one of us comes off with the most points. The world is saved and you can go back to hogging the camera like you always do.'
Chief Sakituya was being led into the chopper, looking very out of place in his Indian garb, but he seemed more comfortable than the soldiers, who even behind their masks seemed bemused by their bizarre cavalcade of passengers.
Ron suddenly called out, and Kim saw why. Several troops had hoisted up Monkey Fist and were carrying him towards the copter. 'Hold it!' Kim shouted. 'You're not taking him!'
'No choice, Possible.' said Grimm, and his smirk was gone. He looked serious, and the cocky edge was missing from his voice. This more than anything else stopped Kim's protests while Grimm spoke on. 'We can't leave him here.' he said. 'Maze is still on the loose, and he knows where Yamanouchi is. Sensei's ninja are good. But we're talking about a guy who's devoted his life to hunting down relics and artifacts. No matter where they hide Monkey Fist, Maze would find him. He comes with us.'
'What makes you think you can guard him better than we can?' Kim said.
'Where are you gonna keep him?' said Grimm. 'Cell Block D? The place leaks more than Arkham. You might as well gift-wrap him for Maze with a pink bow on his head.'
'It's not where he's kept I'm worried about.' Kim said, her eyes gleaming. 'It's who's keeping him.'
'Don't worry.' Grimm said with a wry laugh. 'After double-crossing us and putting us through the wringer like he did? Monkey Fist isn't going free again. But I'm sure the first thing Maze will try next is to find his partner. And if Maze re-animates him, they could start this whole mess all over again. Not gonna happen.'