Disclaimer: Kim Possible is not a trained monkey bent an world domination. I on the other hand am.
Kim Possible is, on the other hand, the property of the Walt Disney corporation. Young Justice, its affliated characters, and all others of that appear in D.C. Comics belong to d.c. Comics. Not me in any such way.
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Any character that does not belong in one of these catagories is probably the product of my own twisted brain.
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WARNING:This Fic is contains material of a somewhat violent and adult nature. It is rated R. A rating it deserves, but don't worry it's not too extreme.

INFO: Single spaces are between paragraphs, dotted lines indicate complete scene shifts, there is no indication of perspective shifts, normally I just use a second set of spaces, but this system won't let me. I mostly use a tight third person narrator. So it's important to know who the narrator is focusing on. I apologize if this becomes confusing. I have another website, the link will be on my author's page, where the fic will be displayed with extra spaces denoting perspective shifts. I hate doing it this way so if anyone actaully knows how to control this damn system let me know.

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Hero In me

Like hell you will, I know I can't stop you but you will be stopped.

Words float across time and space. Seeking ears that could one day listen. A final plea, a demand, a curse maybe.

Like hell you will, I know I can't stop you but you will be stopped.

They continued on, across the centuries, regressing backwards, spilling into the minds of any connected to the time stream.

Like hell you will, I know I can't stop you but you will be stopped.

The words continued to travel backwards even as all creation headed towards its final stop.

Like hell you will, I know I can't stop you but you will be stopped.

Finally one man heard it.

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Reality rippled and shook. Sweat ran down a man's face. His name was Axel and he was Access. His flesh burned as he strained, reaching inside himself, cursing the fact that he'd ever gotten this strong. The yarn of reality tore more, the stitching denoting history now lost. He still pulled, doing what he never should have.

Then, keeping an old metaphor, another string of reality emerged, intertwining with the old one. He focused harder, forcing nips and tucks into, pushing and pulling the fates as best he could. He wouldn't sacrifice anybody, even one would be too much. The histories had to blend, but the futures must change. There was only one combination that even possessed that chance.

A single tear ran down his face as he did what he must. And then he became as unto a god.

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Bart Allen was confused. Blissfully so one might say. The last thing he remembered, and it was a fairly recent memory, like seven seconds ago, was being tortured on darkside's planet. Now he was standing, relatively unscathed in front of Young Justice's temporary headquarters. The old hotel was comforting compared to the site of his friend's mutilated bodies.

Bart blinked and then a man stood in front of him.

"Whatthehell?"

The man spoke.

"Look we don't have time. Impulse, Bart Allen, your world has changed. You are the only one who will ever know. I don't know why, but something about you has prevented the reality shift from effecting your memories. There shouldn't be many changes though." The figure shook his head. "That's not important now. Right now in Middleton, Colorado, a location that just now exists here, so you won't remember it, is a girl named Kim Possible. If she dies the world ends. Save her."

Impulse blinked again. The man was gone. Bart blinked once more. Then he ran. He knew this, it was familiar. The wise sage shows up and gives you a quest, you complete it and win the game. Just like the V.R. realm he'd grown up in. He could do this it would be easy. He just had to figure out where Middleton was first. His super-fast body tore through the air, sending him hurtling in a random direction. Then he suddenly stopped, turned around, and ran back the way he came.

He sped through the hotel, finally alighting on a specific room. Inside was a young man wearing a mask.

"RobinIneedhelp!!!Where'sMiddleton?"

The boy wonder blinked once, twice, three times, then responded.

"Colorado, about center of the state. Why?" There was no response, Bart was gone.

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Ron Stoppable tried not to puke. Around him, slaughtered mercilessly were the students of Yamanouchi. The gore tore into him. Entrails were strewn about the campus of the ninja school. Some of the bodies had been burned beyond recognition.

He walked forward, unaware of the consequences his actions would bring. He'd come to simply resume the training the grand sensai of Yamanouchi had been giving him. It had become a ritual. Every summer since he'd first learned of the academy he'd spent time there training, there had only been one. He'd improved, but not by much.

He stopped as his body finally reached its destination. In front of him was the lotus blade. He grabbed it. Images flooded his mind.

He saw a pale woman, her fists glowing, destroying the gates of Yamanouchi. He saw her raven hair twist in the wind as her clawed hands cut into the stomachs of students he'd trained with. He saw her stroll into the chamber of the sword, her claws still wet with the blood of the students of Yamanouchi.

He saw Yori attempt to stop her. He saw Shego break first her arms, then her legs, leaving the young ninja defenseless. Embers of hatred stirred inside his soul as he watched the villainess tear away the girl's clothing. Embers burst into full fledged flames as he watched Shego paw at Yori's flesh. The flames became an inferno as two fingers entered the girl. Shego didn't stop there. He saw the villainess add more fingers, finally forming a fist that pounded in and out of the Asian girl. He saw tears run down Yori's face as her body betrayed her. Then Shego's hands lit, the greenish plasma searing the inner muscles Ron knew so well. Tears of rage welled in his eyes as he saw the other flaming hand descend onto one of Yori's breasts. Yori's screams filled his head.

The tears rolled down his cheeks as Shego repeated the procedure with the other breast. Yori screamed louder. Then Shego removed both her hands. The flaming appendages flipped the Asian girl over. Then the flames died away.

The tears fell away from his face as Shego rammed her fist into a passage Yori had never let him near. Shego continued to pump her arm in and out of the young girl, uncaring of the blood now streaming down her arm. Yori screamed even louder as Shego's fist once again burst into flames. After continuing for what seemed like an eternity to young Ron Stoppable, Shego removed her fist from the ninja. It was no longer flaming.

The tears splashed against the floor as Shego lowered her naked form onto the broken ninja's face.

"Lick."

Her voice held a fierce rumble of an ancient evil that Ron failed to recognize. A dark glow surrounded him as the sight of the broken ninja following the dark command played in front of his eyes. The glow intensified as he saw the tears run down Yori's face. Still the girl lapped away, finally bringing her tormentor to climax.

Shego raised up with a smile, but she wasn't done. A yellow stream emanated from the woman's squatting body. It splashed against Yori's shut mouth. A clawed hand grabbed the ninja's hair, forcing her to sit up.

"Drink"

Once again the ninja complied, fresh tears rolling down her eyes as she tried not to gag.When Yori had swallowed the last of the stream Shego's legs enclosed around the ninja's head. She twisted and Yori's neck snapped like kindling.

Then the images ended. Once again Ron was confroted with the present situation. The small creature nestling inside his pants pocket was the only other living thing in the entire mountain besides himself. He could feel the death hanging in the air. Someone would pay. His eyes narrowed, the once warm brown eyes transforming into cold, hard, orbs of the same color. They turned upon the sword in his hand.

"Take me to her."

The sword obeyed.

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Bart smiled as he passed a sign declaring a school to be Middleton High. He'd found the town now all he had to do was save the girl. A thought slipped into the foreground of his brain. He didn't know what Kim Possible looked like or - A bolt of green energy shot past him, catching his attention. It had almost hit him. He screeched to a halt. In front of him there were two women fighting. One had red hair, she was panting heavily. The other one, the one with pale skin and obsidian eyes, leveled glowing green hands at her.

Without thinking Bart raced forward, shoving the teen heroine to safety. The twin bolts of energy slammed into his chest throwing him backwards. His head smashed into the concrete, knocking him unconscious.

Kimberly Anne Possible soared through the air. Something had pushed her but she wasn't sure what. She didn't have much time to ponder her sudden rescue from the bolts of green plasma because her head crashed into a statue, knocking her unconscious.

Ron Stoppable appeared in Middleton Park. His eyes immediately found his target. She was walking towards the limp form of Kimberley Anne Possible. He couldn't see Kim's body move, not even to draw a breath.

The dark energy that had been building around him exploded forward, racing towards the woman responsible for the hate burning so brightly inside him. The blast caught her off guard. Shego flew backwards, flying out of the park and through a local shop. The street was deserted, Shego had scared everyone away.

He reached down and picked her up. He let go and she stood in place, suspended by an unseen force as his fists slammed into her. Finally, when she was rather bruised, the onslaught stopped. By all rights she should have been dead, or at least severely injured, but the dark force that currently filled her had made her much stronger.

Ron summoned the Lotus blade from its position a few feet behind him. It obeyed him despite his now impure heart. He raised it into the air, ready to split the woman open. She'd taken everything from him. Yori, Kim, All the students that had grown to kind of respect him. That was it really. But the fact that it wasn't a lot didn't matter. He was going to take her world away. And then he'd make the pain stop, for everyone, forever. It was the only thing to do. He knew this was true, the blade told him so. Why would it lie?

"Don't do it Ron."

The weak voice of one Kimberly Anne Possible pierced the rage filled fog clouding his mind.

Shego hung in the air. Her mind slowly awakened as light came back to her eyes. The obsidian holes that had occupied the space faded back to her normal brown ones. She began to panic as she realized she couldn't move. The sight that greeted her didn't help.

Stoppable held a sword. From the look of it both blade and owner were ready to slice her in two. She also saw Kimmie struggling to her feet. She heard the redhead's words and prayed the blonde would listen. Then the memories returned.

She wanted to puke, but her body wouldn't let her. And then the darkness returned.

Ron froze as the voice of his best friend reached his ears. It cut through the haze of rage and dark energy surrounding him, the same things that mad the world seem so simple.

"Don't do it Ron. You're not like her, please."

"She butchered people I knew, Raped and tortured my girlfriend. She has to pay." He prepared to strike again.

"Ron, no. Not like this." This time the words were whispered. They reached him anyway. He hesitated again. The dark glow ebbed more and more. Then Kimberly was at his side. He sank to his knees as she embraced him. Tears rolled down his face. She held him while he sobbed, both of them unaware of Shego's activities.

Her eyes were obsidian once again, her conscience vanished and raw power filled that void. The creature she had become was more than willing to fight, but its body was weak.

Despite this it broke free of the mystical bonds holding it in place. It wanted both of their blood. The boy first, just so the girl could see his mangled corpse before she died. It had traveled to Japan just to hunt him, but he hadn't been there, even though the blade sang for him. So inconsiderate he was. But it had gotten even. It had made the cure little ninjas pay. But it hadn't found him. So it'd come back, to his home. He hadn't been there either, but his parents had screamed real well. Then the little red-head had interfered. It hadn't wanted to end the game so early, but it was just as well.

And then she had been saved and he had shown. It assumed the two events were connected. It was wrong. In its ignorance it struck at the only two targets it could see.

It fired a blast of green energy. Ron felt him self tumble backwards as Kim shoved him. The blast struck the ground he'd been kneeling in only seconds before. His eyes locked onto Kim, she looked fine, she was breathing. He spun, only to receive a jolting punch to the gut. The creature continued with blow after blow until the teen collapsed bleeding at her feet. Then it moved in for the kill.

A flurry of blows slammed into its flesh, stopping it from finishing off the young blond. It stumbled back, as a giant noise filled the air. A hollow golden tube of light appeared, sucking the creature in.

Then Bart collapsed, the damage his young body had taken coupled with his recent exertion thrusted him into unconsciousness.

A figure watched from a rooftop above. The midday sunlight bathed it in a warm glow. It still looked leathal. With a nad of its head it leapt down, landing easily. It appproached the three unconscious teens.