The Monkey's Tail

All characters and places in this story belong to the Disney Corporation.

Original creators, Mark McCorkle and Robert Schooley

I receive nothing for the writing of this story.

 

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Previously,

"Holograms. Why didn't we think of using holograms for this? Oh yeah! Too much interference from the electric lines above us, so I decided to use aura projection. You might have learned it if you had taken the advance classes of a Master, but then you also might have studied...." he didn't finish as the Yono walked right through the image saying. "Bah."

Feeling a light tap on his shoulder, the Yono turned to face another image of Stoppable, just in time for the image to smash it's open palm into the Yono's face, giving him a bloody nose and causing him to blink. He reopened his eyes in time to see the image disappear saying, "advanced Dragon Style camouflage. The ability to disappear right in front of the enemy."

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As blood dripped from his nose and he could feel the power in the room, the Yono had to face a fact that was to him, impossible.

Ron Stoppable was alive.

"HOW IS THIS POSIBLE?" he screamed.

"It helps when you have friends to help you." came the response from somewhere in the darkness. "I had Tosh and my bashert, to guide me back." (Bashert--Yiddish referring to one's soul mate.)

"Your bashert? What is a bashert?" the Yono demanded, trying to understand how something could overcome the Monkey's Tail.

"I could tell you what it means, but you still wouldn't understand. It's so far beyond you and your petty magic." replied Ron.

As Ron was talking, the Yono had walked to the edge of the light that was coming from overhead, trying to locate the source of the voice.

"But you might understand this." came the voice again as the Yono felt a two finger hit to his lower back. As he turned to face his attacker, his right leg gave out and he collapsed to the floor. As he caught himself, he searched for Stoppable, realizing that had been hit at a pressure point for the sciatic nerve that controlled that leg. It would only last a few minutes, but for now it was useless.

"I WILL NOT BE TOYED WITH BY THE LIKES OF YOU! COME OUT AND FACE ME LIKE A MAN DAMN YOU!" the Yono bellowed as he managed to stand on his one good leg glancing at Kim.

"Well, if you were a man, that might have hurt a little. I might have actually cried, or at least had a tear well up." Ron's voice sounded like he was talking to a small child.

Then the Yono let go with another of his attacks and this one came very close to hitting its target. Kim screamed as Ron was forced to move and move quickly. Just when he thought he had moved far enough, another bolt from the Yono struck just ahead of him. Ron didn't know how, as he was keeping his MMP level down and moving with as much stealth as any of his instructor could, but the Yono was closing in on him with his attacks.

Kim was watching the fight. It was about all she could do with her one hand still held by the stone monkey. When one of the Yono's attacks came so close to hitting Ron, she screamed out of fear. Not something that she normally would do, but this was Ron, her Fianc'e. It was then that she saw the Yono glancing in her direction. He would attack and then glance at her again. The memory of Ron's game of Dragon Style tag with Steve Barkin earlier in the day flashed through her mind. After Steve found and tagged Ron when they were both invisible, he told them how he found him. "I watched her eyes."

It then dawned on Kim that the Yono was doing the same thing. Using her, watching Ron, to locate him. Some how he knew.

She knew what she had to do then. It would be the hardest thing she had ever done. She closed her eyes so she couldn't watch and turned her body away from the fight. She wouldn't have any idea of how the battle was going, but she wouldn't be used as a tool to hurt Ron.  

After she did that, the Yono's attacks weren't so close. Ron was able to move away and the attacks did not follow him. He used his misplacement skill to manipulate his voice, or throw his voice, to draw the Yono's attacks further away from him. This skill is sort of like ventriloquism with an added boost from MMP.

"All right." thought Ron.

"My turn."

"So you want to take it up a notch? Okay with me. It will give me a chance to try out this new technique. Sensei thought it was childish and not worth the time, but I developed and practiced it anyway, when I was supposed to be learning how to accept the bad guys' surrender. I flunked that course by the way."

An image appeared off to the left of the Yono. It was Ron with his hands cupped, touching each other and drawn to his side.

"Kaaaaa" they heard as the Yono let loose with another bolt of his attack.

The image disappeared and then reappeared on the other side of the room saying, "Meeeee."

Next it reappeared where it had been before. "Haaaaa."

This time the Yono did not attack, waiting to see if a delayed attack would  have more of a chance of hitting something, or just to save his magic for a real target.

"Meeeee." Then he did attack,.........................and all was silent.

After looking everywhere it turned around and there was Ron standing behind him. His hands were still cupped at his side and as thrusted his hands forward, he said "HAA!"

The word echoed in the Yono's ears along with the sound of a tribe of angry monkeys screaming at him.

Before the Yono could react, he felt himself being hit by a tremendous force that lifted him up and threw him back twenty feet like a rag doll. Hitting his head as he landed, he found that when he looked back at Stoppable, he saw four images of him. He couldn't focus his magic on him. He could just make out that the buffoon was just standing there with his arms outstretched.

Shaking his head, his vision cleared and he could feel the current of power coming from all around, flowing toward Stoppable. Focusing on him, the Yono released his golden lightening at him. He saw the lightening hit a sphere that surrounded the young man. The swirling sphere started to turn an amber color, but then cleared. He used it again with the same results but it took longer for the sphere to return to its normal color this time. Determined to incase Stoppable within a solid stone ball, the Yono attacked again and held his petrifying gaze longer than ever.

After the sphere took on the look of a spinning stone ball, the Yono tried to stop, but couldn't. It was as if the sphere had grabbed hold of the magic's cord and was pulling it out of him, draining him of his powers. After what seemed like hours of being bled of his magic, it was only a couple of minutes, he had no more left and his gaze attack was broken. He fell to his knees feeling exhausted, not use to not having his magic.

The sphere slowly settled to the floor, nor longer spinning. The Yono started to slowly chuckle at till it built up until it was full laughter as he was sure of his final victory.

Standing, he started to walk towards it but stopped. A vertical seem had appeared, one running through its center and all the way around it. It grew brighter till he could no longer look at it and had to look away.

As the light died out, the two halves parted and fell to either side. An equally exhausted looking Ron Stoppable stepped out, looked at the Yono and said, "Alright, this is where we get back to basics. Let's see how you dance."

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TBC