After her high school graduation Kim retires as a world saving hero and leaves for London. For six long years there is no sign of her until one day she returns to America bringing a plague of mysterious robberies performed by a thief known as "The Blue Fox".

Chapter 1: Return of a former hero

Kim quietly packed her things making sure to fold everything perfectly so she could take her time. Ron lay on her bed brooding over her choice. Kim had decided on a school in London, one Ron was not accepted to. Her plane would leave early the next morning; Ron would also leave the country. He would be off to Japan to Yamanuchi Ninja School, to finish his ninja training.

"Ron you're making this more difficult then it needs to be." Kim said closing her suit case and leaving it by the door. Ron glared at the ceiling; there was no winning with him this time. They both were about to embark upon separate journeys, and neither was making it any easier. "I don't see why you're retiring." He spat back at her.

Kim sighed taking a seat next to him. She knew his reaction would not be a pleasant one. She focused of her words carefully thinking of how to say every word. "Because we'll be thousands of miles apart, you know as well as I do that it won't work. Besides, I want a chance to enjoy some free time. You remember that Ron? Free time, I don't." Those last words were bitter and cold. She only wanted what was right for her for once, the world would think it selfish but she didn't care anymore.

Ron was unmoved by her tone. He sat up and pushed himself off the bed. "The world needs you Kim. I need you." He paced the room waiting for her response. Kim only sighed and fell back onto her bed. "The world can live without me." She said covering her face with her hands.

Ron looked taken aback by this statement. "Well what about all those villains? Once they find out you're gone they'll go on a crime spree." Kim only stared blankly through her fingers. "Think about what could happen." Images of burning buildings and massive armies ran through her head. She thought about chaos and destruction, she had thought about this again and again but her choice was clear now. She needed her life back and that was final.

Kim sat up and pulled out her Kimmunicator. "I've made up my mind on this one Ron. I'm done; I've already had Wade send all our information on every one of our villains to Betty Director. As of tomorrow I'm officially a retired hero, and when I get on that plane I'm going to school in London." Ron gave her a hateful glare as she set the device on her night stand.

"Fine!" He said yanking his jacket off the back of the chair. "If you're just going to turn your back on the world then I may as well just say it. It's been great being your boyfriend Kim; I hope you have a great time in London!" He threw on his jacket and stormed down the stairs, slamming the front door on his way out.

Kim made no attempt to stop him; she showed no emotion at the sudden brake up. She only lay on her bed staring up at the ceiling listening to the distant echo of the front door slamming.

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London One year later…

'Where is our hero now?

Global hero, Kim Possible, has disappeared. It has been six months since the hero was last seen. It appears she has vanished without a trace and the entire world is asking "Where is our hero?" Upon asking her family it is said that she has retired from the hero business and has since then vanished beyond reach…

Kim's sidekick, Ron Stoppable, has also disappeared without a trace. When his family was questioned it was said that he went to school. However, the name of the school was kept secret. It appears that our heroes have truly given up and left the world to fend for itself…'

Kim crumpled up the news paper and threw it into a near by trash can. It was the third story about her retirement this month. The whole world was dependant on her to save the day, now that she wanted a life of her own they call her a "quitter" a "deserter" and even a "coward." There was even a rumor she and Ron had run off together and they were now living in Brazil. Kim saw this as a ploy to drag her back into saving the world again.

Kim propped her feet on the table in front of her and stared off into space. "You must be her…Kim Possible." A voice broke her concentration. Kim turned her head to find the source of the voice. Sitting at the table next to her was a dark haired woman staring down at a book.

"If you're a reporter you can forget about any kind of story. I'm not in the mood." Kim said in a cold tone. The woman shook her head and looked up at her. She closed her book and walked over to Kim.

"I'm not a reporter. Do you mind?" The woman gestured to the empty seat in front of Kim. Kim shrugged and the woman took a seat. Setting her book down on the table; giving Kim a sticky sweet smile. Kim glanced at the book and held back an impulsive groan; she thought she would never see that book again.

"Animology. I thought they stopped printing that." Kim said trying to make conversation, even though she was in no mood to talk to anyone. The woman shook her head, placing her hands on the book, almost protectively.

"No, it is still in print. It's just not that popular anymore." Kim finally noticed the woman's accent, Italian. "I know it's out of style but I just picked it up in the book store the other day. I haven't put it down since." Kim nodded hoping to pinpoint where she was from, she had been around the world enough to figure out where anyone was from by their accent. A useless talent in her opinion.

"Any clues what you are yet?" Kim asked with lack of better thing to say. The woman shook her head, still smiling at Kim. Kim couldn't help but think the woman's smile was a bit fake, she only smiled back to be polite.

"What were you?" The woman asked after a quiet moment. Kim's smile faded, she hated to even think of it now. She had a sudden flash back of Junior Senior Senior filling her locker with flowers and constantly calling her. She held back a shiver.

"Blue Fox." Kim said pushing away the image of Junior from her mind. "So how did you who I am?" Kim asked suddenly. It didn't accrue to her that she had been recognized through her disguise. After she had gone so far as to dye her hair and put in color contacts, how did that woman recognize her?

The woman's smile faded and she leaned back in her seat. "It's a good disguise but it won't get you far if someone knows your face." The woman's smile returned as she reached out a hand. "I'm Eve, by the way." Kim mentally slapped herself for her mistake and shook her hand. "If you really don't want to be discovered I can show you some tricks that could help." Kim nodded, and followed the woman away from the table.

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Middleton five years later…

The manager had locked up hours ago. All was quiet in the store except for a distant cracking in the ceiling. Over head an air vent was removed. A slim figure dropped down from the vent in the ceiling, black duffle bag in hand. The figure moved toward the alarm system, this was almost too easy. The figure pulled out a small circular device and pressed it against the keypad.

The keypad sparked and smoked. The figure removed the device and went about the task of painting the security cameras. Once this task was complete the figure moved to the back room to locate the safe. The figure made quick work of cracking the safe combination and loaded the bag with money.

After this the figure moved through the store picking the locks on the jewelry cases. After a moment of picking out the real jewels from the fakes the figure closed the bag and pushed it into the vent. The figure too one last glance around the store and pulled out a small statue, a blue fox, from their pocket setting it on the counter and jumping up into the vent, closing it behind them.

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Kim sat on the front steps of her family's home reading the paper. It was the first time she had picked up a news paper in five years. She was glad to see she was no longer the subject on everyone's lips. She had just come into town, she hadn't even told her parents she was home yet. The head lines seemed to be more focused on the robbery of a jewelry store the night before.

Kim debated weather or not she would knock on the door or just leave. She sighed thinking it best to come back some other time. She stood from her place on the steps and quickly walked down the street. It wasn't more then five minutes before she saw a familiar face ahead of her.

"Kim is that you?" Monique asked rushing over to get a good look at Kim. "Oh it is! Look at you!" Monique praised throwing her arms around Kim and crushing her in a tight hug. Kim hesitantly returned the embrace and backed away as soon as she was permitted.

"So where have you been? You just disappeared and no one heard from you." Monique's tone was lost between scolding and relief.

"I went to college in London. I couldn't let anyone know where I was because the whole world would get on me about coming out of retirement."

"You could have at least told me! And where's Ron. I heard you two had gotten married."

"Oh god no…I mean no we broke up years ago. We haven't talked since."

"Oh that's too bad. So what are you doing here?"

Kim smiled suddenly. "I'm just here on business for today; I'm actually on my way to find an old friend." Monique nodded. Kim made her way around the Monique. "Look I really have to go." Monique pulled out a pen from her purse.

"Wait here's my number, when ever you get the chance call me okay?" She wrote the number Kim's hand. As soon as the pen left her skin Kim was gone, leaving Monique alone on the empty sidewalk.