Here it is. Chapter nine is up! Originally I'd planned to put in another Bishop memory, but I decided to save that for one of the following chapters, and instead reserve this one for Ron and Monty. Hope you'll like it.

Once again thank to screaming-phoenix, Lily Helsing and CajunBear73 for reviewing and to everyone for reading.

Disclaimer: The usual. I don't own Kim Possible…etc.

The silence had lasted for minutes as they were sitting across of each other in the lotus position. A pair of chocolate-brown eyes stared into a pair of azure eyes that belonged to Lord Monty Fiske, also known as Monkey Fist. The latter broke the silence.

"Tell me about it."

Ron told about his dream in every detail, from the heroic monkey warriors to the powerful Cheng Zhu. When he was done he awaited an answer from the monkey man, but such wasn't right around the corner. The British nobleman took his time to ponder his answer. He had closed his eyes, and was lost in his thoughts, analyzing the dream and trying to put it into perspective.

"This is the sign you've denied for so long Monty. Why didn't you recognize the facts before? Because of your stubbornness? Your affection for power? No matter how many times you and Cathy tried, you couldn't have a baby, and despite that the prophecy states that the ultimate monkey master is fertile, you stuck to your dream even though it was impossible. These last years have been a shear display of ignorance from your side. Never mind, it's time to adjust to the situation. Though he's destined to become ultimate monkey master he still needs your guidance. No doubt about that! That is your destiny. The path Hoú Mó has laid for you."

Monkey Fist opened his eyes. He coughed slightly before he spoke up.

"The dream wasn't a dream in Ronald. It's a memory."

The blond teenager twitched an eyebrow.

"Say again?" He asked slightly confused by the unexpected answer.

"A memory, Ronald, because you are the reincarnation of the mighty Cheng Zhu: The chosen one. The one who shall rule the Earth and lead its people into a new world. A world of order, glory and prosperity."

"Hold on! Let me get this straight: You're telling that I'm destined to rule world because my soul is linked to a mega-evil dude from my dream?!" This was getting weirder and weirder for Ron.

Monkey Fist frowned.

"I wouldn't put it as simple as that, but yes, that is your destiny."

"I think you got it all wrong. You've clearly missed the fact that I'm not that hung-up with world domination. And I don't see the connection with my personality and the Chinese dude. You on the other hand, fit perfectly with that description."

"And then again: I don't. Have you forgotten the little detail I told you at your first practice?"

The blond blushed a little by the memory.

"Oh. You mean…"

"Yes. But the point is that during these last two months I've realized that my desire of becoming the ultimate monkey master was a self created illusion. And while I realized that, I discovered that my real mission was to guide you on your path to power."

"But I don't want all that. I'm just a regular guy in the low end of the food chain." He objected.

"The so called food chain is nothing more than silly high school hierarchy." The Monkey man said dismissingly.

"Yeah but still, I…I'm not the exact winner-type, you know."

"On the contrary Ronald. You are superior to all other humans."

"Now that made less sense."

"Perhaps I should tell you a little more about Monkey Mythos, and the background of Cheng Zhu's noble quest."

"Noble? That guy was a..:"

"Do not interrupt your master Ronald." Monkey Fist sneered.

"I'm sorry." Ron murmured.

Monkey Fist took a deep breath before he began on his monologue.

"Good. Let us begin with how the mystical monkey power was given to certain humans back in the ancient ages. There were two demons, a brother and sister, different as night and day. The first was the more powerful of the two. His name was Hoú Mó, the monkey demon. His sister was the wiser of the two, and her name was Qíng dì Hóuzi, the monkey mistress. They were both very fond of the Earth and its creatures, man and monkey. But they saw the necessity of someone who could protect and guide the habitants of the Earth. So they shared some of their power with the wisest human, the ancient monkey monk, and told him to form a line of warriors that could defend humanity from itself as well as other threats. He was the progenitor of the 18 monkey clans that formed a league of warriors possessing the mystical monkey powers, and they worshipped the two demons and followed their guidance. However, Hoú Mó and Qing dì Hóuzi, couldn't agree in which way the monkey warriors could help mankind, as well other creatures. Hoú Mó meant that the warriors should be the head of the others and rule, while Qing dì Hóuzi thought they should be advisors and protectors in times of need. Eventually, they battled, and Hoú Mó was the victor and imprisoned his sister in the demons world. But the Monkey Warriors loyalty lay with Qing dì Hóuzi, and they refused to follow him. So he chose a young man, Cheng Zhu of the blue clan, to subjugate the world and annihilate the Monkey Warriors so a new and more prosper world could rise from the ashes."

The nobleman looked at the young blond. He was glaring at him with an expression of awe and interest, which he found quiet amusing. No matter how many objections the boy made, Monkey Fist knew that the boy's true inner soul would tear down his defences. And then he would realize the facts, just as he had.

"You know the rest of story. Anymore questions?" he said with a classic teacher-to-student smile.

"Yeah…I was kinda wondering…what happened to his wife and son?"

Monkey Fist glared at his young apprentice for a moment. He found it touching that the boy cared about two tragic destinies that went back several centuries.

"Cheng Zhu's family? Well, Jun Wei and another warrior survived Cheng's suicide, and since his daughter had dishonoured her family by following her love…she was executed by her father."

Ron swallowed by the thought of the poor girl's tragic death.

"A-and the baby…" he asked nervously, fearing the answer.

"Jun Wei showed mercy, and placed him in a monastery. His descendants immigrated to Japan, and one of them became a legendary warrior and build a ninja school."

"You mean Toshimuru? Toshimuru was a descendant of Cheng Zhu?" this was shocking information. Was the hero of the Yamanouchi School really a descendant from a bad guy like Cheng Zhu?

"He was." Monkey Fist confirmed. "And the Lotus Blade was an heirloom from his great-great-great-great granddad, who had received it as a gift from the great Hoú Mó."

"Great?" Ron questioned with clear distaste. "From what you've just told me, I'd say he was a bad guy!" Like you, he added in his mind.

"Why do you think Cheng Zhu and Hoú Mó are bad guys Ronald?"

Ron was silent for a moment, unsure of what to answer.

"Because they were hungry for power and suppressed people. Don't you think that's bad?"

"In the way you put it, yes. But seeking power doesn't make people bad Ronald. Was Abraham Lincoln a bad man when he ran for the presidency? The point is, as long as your cause is noble, your quest for power is too."

Ron nodded by the argument. It did make sense. A little. A teeny tiny bit.

"I can see the logic in that, but being a suppressing monkey ruler doesn't sound appealing at all."

The nobleman sighed.

"Ronald, you can't fight your destiny. Can't you see that the world needs change? Drastic change! Environmental catastrophes, hunger and poverty, social inequality and war, just to name a few of the realities that threatens the world. All because that mankind hasn't found the one leader yet, that can rise above these problems. Nietzsche's super human who will illuminate the path for man, and bring order instead of the chaos we face today."

"But democracy…" Ron began, but was swiftly interrupted by his master.

"Hmpf. A weak institution we've invented because we couldn't find a perfect leader, so instead of being led by a corrupt megalomaniac we split the powers between us and suppress anarchism. Maybe you won't realize it today Ronald, but you have to finish what Cheng Zhu started more than thousand years ago. For all of us. For Kim." The lat words made his lips curl into a little smile. He enjoyed picking at Ron's soft spot.

Ron felt the anger flood through his veins. How dared he to mention her name?! Calm down Ron. This isn't the time for angry outburst. Keep your head in the game, pretend to be his goody-goody student.

"I will think about it, sensei."

A satisfied smile crossed the lips of the Monkey man.

"Good. But before we proceed to Tai Chi-exercises, I have an early Christmas present for you. BATES!"

The short butler came in with a chest of teak tree and handed it over to Ron.

"Open it." Monkey Fist encouraged the stunned blond.

Ron did as he said, and the sight of the chest's containment was one of the last things he'd expected. The only he reaction he could come up with was an exclamation of one-syllable word.

"Wow…"

To be continued…