Break Away: an adopted version of EVOLUTION: A Ron Stoppable Story.

To those who had followed and favorited me and my stories. I personally want to thank each and every one of you. Especially those who reviewed New Discovery. I've been gone for a long time, not because of writer's block. But something I would like to call 'Writer's Overload' I guess. It's like having all of these stories in your head, but you don't know where to start or how to put it in writing. I am going to break this cycle and to that end, instead of an Adventure Time fic, I'm going with a Kim Possible one. This story was originally created by 7EN and it was titled EVOLUTION: A Ron Stoppable Story. What I really wanted to do was adopt the story and see if I can finish it. So a special thanks goes out to him for allowing me to adopt this. So with that said let's get the story on the road.

Prologue: Thanks To You

A lot of things can happen at any time. Somehow, fate and the decision of each being factors into life. So many things happen either justifiable or without a reason. It's a cycle that is necessary for the world of course.

Not only that, a certain blonde, freckled teenage boy had to believe that in the worst way possible. Matter of fact, it's happened to him his entire life, yet he came to realization a couple days ago. At Middleton High, he remembered supporting a certain red headed heroine achieve a goal of asking a certain boy out.

That moment was it. Ron Stoppable had to cheer Kim Possible on her efforts of asking Josh Mankey out on a date at that point in time. Of course, he felt skeptical, his uneasiness almost got the better of him when he had to swallow his pride and remind her that she was the 'girl who can do anything' and told her to go for the kill. Like a predator setting its sights on its prey, she leapt at the chance. She got Josh to go out with her, the plan worked hook, line and sinker.

Yet there was a single error in the plan, a major one. Would that plan qualify leaving the blonde boy locked in the janitors closet until Memorial Day? The answer was it didn't. He shouted for help, he contacted Kim several times and what a surprise, she didn't respond for a single one.

Luckily the janitor was there, Ron didn't know why, all that mattered was that he got out. Despite the fact that his weekend was screwed. When in school, once there is a three day weekend, you don't hate Sunday so much as Monday. Monday is the beginning of the week of school, while Sunday was the end of your days off. He wasn't looking forward to coming back there tomorrow.

'Aw man, this tanks.' Thought the young blonde boy. He stood on shaky legs, see with bagged and dreary eyes and whatever strength he had was starting to wear off. He'd probably kill for a naco right now. His skin looked pale, his face contorted to look lifeless and in dire need of sustenance. His mouth was dry, he showed signs of dehydration back at the school. At least he and Rufus were able to get a drink from a water fountain before they dragged themselves out of the school. What they had to eat for those two days were the Bueno nacho combo meals that lasted them for awhile. They couldn't eat all of it right on the spot, so they had to ration what they had left. Today was the day where they all ran out.

He looked at his cell phone, deprived of power, not even much battery left to make one call. Speaking of calls…

'I almost forgot…' he thought 'Bonnie, I was suppose to call her.' He tried to turn on the phone but to no avail. 'No harm in meeting her in person… hopefully no one we know is with her.' He had to stop and take a minute to catch his breath, he leaned on a wall for support. The sun's brightness illuminated his face, he took a deep breath and he had to shield his eyes from the light a bit.

As he walked, he could feel his legs giving out under him, what he wouldn't give for a nice hot meal, a cold refreshing drink and a badly needed shower. His stomach growled in agony, painfully reminding him.

Bonnie Rockwaller, the female who had always dubbed him a loser and at the bottom of the food chain was the person he's planning to see. Yet one question needs to be answered: why?

Ron finally arrives at the Rockwaller's residence. He attempts to dust himself off and straighten his hair to its usual style before knocking on the door.

The door was open to reveal the petite brunette. Once it opened, there was a look of worry and concern upon her face once her eyes met with his. Her face still had a worried look upon them, yet it transitioned to the look of relief.

"Oh my God, Ron." She said. Bonnie then wraps her arms around his neck and enveloped him into a hug. Ron hugs her back. As they pull away, they look at each other in caring eyes.

What Bonnie saw mortified her. From her perspective, Ron looked like he hadn't seen the sun in days, rarely got any sleep and his appearance was disheveled and an uneasy feeling developed in her chest.

"Bonnie, I-I'm sorry, I know I was suppose to call but I…" Ron didn't finished as he was tugged into the household.

As she closed the door, she looked at the boy once again. "Where were you… I tried calling you but you didn't answer, I thought you were on another mission again. Your parents were even worried."

Ron then had to explain what happened to him. "Rufus and I were in the janitors closet for two days, would've been three if the janitor wasn't there."

Bonnie took the news shockingly. How can something like that happen? "Did you have anything to eat those two days?" She asked. If he said no, this uneasiness would increase dramatically, she felt a sense to help him out.

"Yeah, we had some Bueno Nacho that we had to save for those days. We ran out of it today and… had it not been for the janitor, Rufus would've…" He looked at Rufus, who weakly scampered to his shoulder.

"Uh, do you have any of my spare clothes? I kinda need a new one cuz'…" he gestures at his torso, with clothes that he currently had, grimy, raggedy and plainly dirty. "I also need to charge my phone."

"I'll make something for you and Rufus, in the meantime, take a shower, your outfit will be in there for you to reach. Gimme your phone, I have my own cord that you can use." She said as she walked to the kitchen and grabbed a block of cheddar cheese for the naked mole rat. Rufus's eyes lit up at the mere sight, his nostrils were filled with its scent. He rushed over and devoured it as quick as he could.

He lied on the kitchen table and began to consume the second block. Ron grinned weakly and looked at his rodent friend. "Heh. Lucky." He said as Bonnie supported him up the stairs and led him to the bathroom, she rushed to her room and grabbed the red shirt and cargo pants and sneakers that he usually wears. The outfit was taken to Ron. "Thanks." He said. He looked around the house and it was quiet…

"Is anyone else here?" Ron asked her. Bonnie shook her head. "No, it's just me, come to the kitchen when you can, what I made should probably be done by then." With that said, Ron gave Bonnie his dead phone, so the battery can be replenished. After that, She went downstairs, leaving Ron to take a shower.

He twisted the knob on the shower and the sound of water raining from the faucet can be heard, he made sure it was the right temperature before he stripped and went inside.

As he scrubbed himself, it supported the water to remove the muck and filth that was all over him, washing himself right now was strangely therapeutic. He wanted to be on his knees and let the water soak for hours, yet he knew he couldn't let that happen. There's a certain someone waiting for him and it would've been rude of him to keep her waiting.

He turned off the shower, cleaning himself entirely. Seeing the outfit Bonnie laid out for him, he grabbed them and immediately put them on. Before he reached for the door, he took a look at himself in the mirror. He finally had more of a presentable appearance, it was fortune's favor Bonnie still kept the outfit. He wanted to remember that day, that fateful day.

A knock on the door could be heard. "Ron, are you alright?" Bonnie asked him. It took the blonde boy out of his train of thought and he instinctively opened the door and looked at her with a small smile on his face.

"Yeah, nothing the Ron-man can't handle." He placed his hands in his pocket and looked away from her a bit.

"C'mon, your food's ready, I'm pretty sure you're hungry after all that time." Bonnie offered. Ron couldn't refuse, considering he was still hungry. At this point in time, he needs to get his strength back.

He sat down and began to eat. "Bonnie, thanks again." He said. Bonnie sat down opposite of him, she then crossed her legs. She then asked the same question from before. "How did you get locked in the janitors closet?" She looked at him with a worried face.

"Well, you know the dude Kim's mad crushing on right?" He began.

"Josh Mankey, the artist? Didn't you call him 'Monkey' one time?" She said the last part with a bit of happiness, it seemed to sound like a pretty good joke. Ron chuckled a bit, this lead to the both of them to be in a more comfortable atmosphere.

"Heh, yeah. She needed someone to give her a little push. Y'know 'girl who can do anything', 'he'll say yes' blah blah, blah. I had to give her a little push in asking Monkey out, of course he said yes. Problem is, she's so infatuated with that, she didn't even realize I was left in the janitors closet. I mean, considering she shoved me in there."

Bonnie knew Kim had her moments of being oblivious, but she'd never expected her to be very ignorant, especially to Ron. She could've at least said 'I'll be back soon' or anything of that caliber. Give Ron the benefit of the doubt. But, that's just the way she wanted to be.

"After that, I knocked, I called for help and everything. But no one even tried to, I was left there for the whole weekend, I'm pretty sure the janitor didn't know I was in there, or even cared. After all that he came and I got out and I had to come to you." Ron finished.

Bonnie knew that he could've went back to Kim or his parents. But it was because of the red head that he lost his weekend, that he barely had anything to eat and that he was exhausted. Most of the time, she sees Ron with a lot of energy, his habit of being outspoken and his happy yet goofy outlook on life. But now… now she sees a tired and weakened Ron. Someone who just needed someone to be there for him. Even if it was just for a moment, he needed someone in this hopeless phase of life that he's trapped in. Bonnie Rockwaller was that person for that moment. Seeing him in this state right now, at this point in time, she was more than willing to be a part of that.

He sighed and pinched his nose. "Look, thanks again. I'm sorry that I had to-" Ron began to thank her again and before the blonde could finish his sentence, a ringtone can be heard on his phone, as well as a vibrating noise on the table.

"C-Can I…" Ron gestured his thumb to the phone. He had to answer it, considering the fact that it could be either Kim or a relative.

"Y-Yeah, go ahead." She responds. She sees Ron get up, with a lot more strength, than when he walked in. He obtains the phone and walks into another room. As he walked out of sight, she could barely hear the conversation, but what she did make out of it was that his mother was calling him.

Bonnie was left alone to her thoughts. She was relieved that Ron was OK, but she's clearly pissed that Kim would leave him to rot in a closet for the weekend. Ron Stoppable is a good person, yet there's only so much that the human mind can withstand. Her mind even drifted back to that day, the day she met the boy.

FLASHBACK:

A certain four year old girl was walking with an older woman whose hand she held. She looked up to see the woman's face who smiled at her. They arrived in a playground and saw the majority of children playing. From flying kites, to tossing a frisbee. Everyone looked happy. Somehow, today seemed special to her, not because she's with her mother and not her overbearing sisters, somehow, she felt this pang of happiness that was sneaking up on her and making her feel giddy inside.

Yet, even with all of this, she felt shy. The nervousness engulfed her. She didn't know how to talk to people, aside from her family. She didn't want to look scary or be called a weirdo. She wanted someone who would be friends with her.

"C'mon Bonnie, why don't you go play a bit. You'll make new friends." That sweet voice tried to give her assurance, it wasn't going to succeed until, Bonnie and her mother walked toward a mother walking with her son.

The mother's smiled at each other and began to speak. Bonnie hid behind her mother, clinging to her leg. It was obvious that she became very shy to their presence. As she peered to look, she saw a boy who was just about her age do the same thing. The boy had a red polo shirt with yellow stripes on them, he also had tan cargo jeans with white sneakers to boot.

The boy shook a bit when looking at the girl. She had a blue dress with a bubble-like pattern on the bottom. To match it, there is a blue bow on her head. She had ankle high socks with black Lolita socks. When their eyes met, they both hid again. Both mothers took notice.

The boys mother, placed her hands on his back and gently moved him forward.

"Go on, Ron, say 'Hi'."

Bonnie's mother kneeled down and place her hands on her shoulders. The two kids came closer to each other.

"Hi, I'm Ron." The boy shyly introduced himself, he had a small smile plastered on his face.

"My name's Bonnie. Hi." The two kids smiled at each other. At first, they were shy towards one another. But now, they seem to be handling it easier than before."

"Wanna play?" Bonnie asked.

"Yeah." Ron answered.

Throughout the day, the both of them enjoyed each other's company. They played tag, hide and seek, they went down the slide and also did a little jump rope. It was a productive day for the both of them. Both parents even took them for ice cream.

The day was coming to an end. Bonnie and Ron went with their respective parents, as Ron's mother buckled him and vice versa. Both kids look back at each other and waved goodbye.

The drive was long for the both of them, the ride was silent with relaxing music playing on the radio. The lyrics cooed into the listeners ears as the instruments worked their way to relax them.

Ron and Bonnie both asked the same question to their parents. "Mom, will I see him/her again?"

They both said the same thing with that sweet smile showing on their faces. "I'm sure you'll be seeing him/her soon."

END FLASHBACK

By fate, they were brought together again, they may have seen each other outside of school, but it was at Middleton High the two were really reunited. They've seen one another before school even began, but the high school was the point where they really had seen one another a lot more often than they used to.

Unfortunately, it was under negative circumstances, one that Bonnie hated. It was the dreaded food chain. The chain that Bonnie's sisters created. Cliques were made, certain people talked to certain people. It was something that she couldn't necessarily take. She wanted to go back to that day to remember, but it hurt too much for her to bear. All that mattered to her was that Ron was here and he was OK. It was because that fortune favored him, no thanks to a certain redhead.

Kim… how could she? Ron followed her around, had to go on missions for certain reasons and whatever abuse he was dealt with, he took it with the strength he had in him. Even as the two looked to be closer to each other, Bonnie can see right through the ruse. But in ways, it had its benefits. Ron was able to meet people like Monique, Felix and Wade. She wasn't necessarily familiar with Wade, but she knew of him through the blonde boy.

Ron, over the years, tried to keep himself in the friend zone on Kim. He didn't want the friendship they had to be shattered. Either he didn't know, or it was all denial, Ron was a puppet in Kim's collection and he was strung along, doing what she wanted him to do. Like that unfortunate puppet, he followed orders as he was molded to do.

Bonnie knew a very important part about Ron that she couldn't necessarily believe. Ron had a well hidden crush on the redheaded heroine. It hurt the brunette to see him suffer emotionally than physically. The difference between the two was that physical scars were easier to heal than emotional ones. Take too many scars on that part, then the victim becomes detached to society and their peace of mind is buried in all the pain.

Even so, it disgusted her, as Kim and Josh kept sucking each other's faces, they were also damaging and toying with Ron's emotions. Even under that false smile, he was able to take it. Now that Mankey is into the mix, Ron had been ignored, just thrown out like he was unwanted.

What she wanted was for Ron to do something better for himself, but this was the right time for him to do it, yet Bonnie knew that Ron himself wasn't ready. She didn't want to force this on him yet, she still meets him in secret, because Bonnie was aware of something in Ron's life: Bonnie Rockwaller was the only reason that he kept his head up, that he kept smiling, she was the only one who can make him genuinely happy and feel better about who he is as a person.

She was able to see Ron come out of the other room and was focused on Bonnie. Ron pointed to his phone. "Sorry, Mom kinda blew a gasket, but she's ok now." Bonnie knew that he had to break out of what Kim dragged him into. If she didn't, he wouldn't be around a bit more. Ron is this sunshine in her life that takes her away from her annoying sisters. She needs to say it now, before it's too late, leaving him with Kim is punishment enough.

"Ron, I-" before she was able to say anything, a certain Beeping sound reverberated around the room. Ron was annoyed as he threw his hands up. "Really?" He mumbled.

He answers his personal Kimmunicator, and he's able to see a certain tech genius. Wade.

"Wade, is everything alright?" Ron asks. Ron swallowed the lump in his throat, he knows that everything is not alright. He knows that Drakken or Killigan, probably Motor Ed was making a move. So asking that seemed pointless.

"It's bad. Drakken's making his move. It's the usual death ray stuff. I'm taking a look at the schematics on his ray, good news is yeah we can disable it, bad news is Drakken's gonna use the heat generated from the Sakurajima volcano in order to provide it with a better power supply."

Ron didn't like the sound of that, so he knew what that meant. "If we self destruct it, then we'll cause an eruption."

"Yeah, sorry about that." Wade said.

Ron knew that Wade didn't have to apologize for this, it wasn't his plan after all. "Let's talk strategy when we get close to where we're going. Where's the ride?"

"Kim's place, you have about five minutes before you get there." Ron didn't want to deal with Kim right now. He wasn't in the mood and he wanted to make up for lost time with Bonnie, now he had to ditch the brunette, which he wasn't so keen on doing at this point.

"Where exactly am I going again?" Ron heard Wade specifically say 'Sakurajima', he remembered learning about it in history class, but when was he the type to take learning seriously?

"Japan." Ok, at least that's a start. With a newly pit formed in his stomach and a sense of dread washing over him. He reluctantly says his goodbyes. "Bonnie, it was great catching up, but you know I've gotta split."

Bonnie walked to him and placed a hand on his left arm. "Ok, just be careful." She says. Being on missions, a feeling of worry would always make its way toward the youngest Rockwaller. She knows how risky it can be for him, she sees them through Ron's eyes. If Kim is inattentive like she was with Josh, then something bad was going to happen. Ron was able to open the door and rush out.

"Don't worry Bon-Bon, I'll be back." Her eyes were lit and her face was showing clear signs of blushing. "DON'T CALL ME BON-BON!" She shouted in her flustered state. Ron only looked back and chuckled.

As Bonnie shut the door, she could only grin and shake her head, still the same old Ron Stoppable she grew up with.

Knowing that he's going out on a mission, she just felt some sort of premonition creep up on her. She can feel that something bad was going to happen. The only thing that she could do is cross her fingers and wait.