#not counting fatal trouble duh

[mapsareforbraindeads]

me when tell me. all your. deepest ALL YOUR BAD DESIIIIIRES 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

[arr-jim-lad]

What are relationships between your OCs in general? And just curious, do you have headcanons for their voices?

Some relationships are spoilers and I can’t disclose them (at least i hope i can fight the urge to mention them until it’s time lmao), but here are the basics;

The characters are split into two main groups;the “Otto group”, consisting of Otto (duh), Em, Barbi and Vivid, and the “Ciril group” consisting of Ciril (..duh), Mario and Ren.

In the Otto group you have Otto who is just. A dad. and Em who is just.. a mom. And Barbi who is. A teenage rebel. And Vivid is the good son lmao

My favourite connection in that team are Otto and Em, who are the only Actually Mature Adults in that group so they get to discuss things extensively, and they get along pretty well, despite being very different people.Em has a lot of Problems throughout the story because he by far finds himself in the worst situation (well.. not counting the people who are actually afflicted with a fatal curse), and Otto is extremely sympathetic towards him.

Otto is essentially a mentor-type character who helps to guide everyone else and puts them in place if needed. Barbi is EXTREMELY fond of him because he’s a certified unparalleled badass in her eyes, they have a very mentor-student like relationship and she absolutely craves his praise lmao

Barbi and Vivid have known each other for a while before the story, so they are generally close and get along really well, they are both reckless but thankfully Vivid at least has some self-preservation instinct and keeps Barbi out of any serious trouble.

As for Otto and Vivid, not to say any spoilers, but they have a past together, and Otto is practically Vivid’s nanny.

Aside from this group, Em also has a wife (Jane) and their relationship is basically ideal, they are mutually extremely supportive of each other and she knows a much more relaxed, fun side of him that he usually keeps hidden from people. I mean.. they literally met through an MMORPG as teens lmao. They also have a son, Billy.

Otto had a boyfriend (Ricky) at some point when he was younger, but sadly their relationship wasn’t all that great and it, quite literally, haunts him to this day. 

Now on to Ciril’s team;

Ciril and Mario only joined up together because they both suffer from the same curse, and Ciril believes he can find a cure for it. Mario, being filthy rich and very excited about, y’know, things like being alive and enjoying his youth, decided to support and fun Ciril and his entire project, so they rented a house (because Mario REFUSED to live in an apartment) where they live together with Ren.

Mario is generally just a very affectionate person and he actually grew to like Ciril a lot despite Ciril’s overall cold and tired demeanor, they are polar opposites, but Mario tries to make their stay together bearable.

Ciril was EXCEEDINGLY annoyed by Mario’s chad personality at first, but also grew fond of him after they’ve spent a few years together. At this point they understand each other and know what makes the other person tick, so they have a good system in place to not get into each other’s way, but occasionally spend enough time together to be able to call each other friends.

As for Ren, she was taken in by them as an amnesiac in her mid-teens. Mario and Ren develop a strong brother-sister-like relationship and are very comfortable with each other. Mario pretty much loves her to bits and buys her stuff all the time, gives her a weekly allowance, etc. He’s extremely encouraging to her. At home he was an only child, but he always wanted a sibling.

Ciril and Ren are very different, as their relationship is very distant. Ren unsettles Ciril a bit because of some spoilery things, and Ren doesn’t have much of an opinion about Ciril. Most time they spend together is just them reading each their own book at the table.

As for King.. I’ll leave him a mystery because on one hand I feel like anything I could say about him would be a spoiler, but also his part of the story is still very very unfinished.

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As for the voice headcanons.. I am really bad at coming up with those, but I kinda decided that Ciril sounds like Martin Marion in the movie Stanje Šoka (the guy in blue - though Ciril is from Maribor, so he’d have a Maribor accent.. not that that means anything to non-Slovene speakers lmao)

[autumnfanfiction]

8.

They stayed at Chris' art studio inside his penthouse, for a few more hours kissing––– long kisses; kisses that left them both catching their breaths. Kisses that left them both wanting more. Kisses that left a throb between her legs, and a deep ache in his loins. Touching and pushing each other towards the edge wanting to see who would cave in first. It brought out another side of Chris; a carnal being that Robyn knew existed, but couldn't fathom without actions speaking for themselves. Driving him to say sexual remarks like, "If I can make you smile every morning, imagine what I can do to you at night." Passion is a key component to a relationship, and with how obviously smitten they both were with each other, it wasn't a problem for them. Although they wanted to take that step, they decided to wait and when it was the time it'd be a night to remember.

-

Like usual, Chris was on the lookout making sure the coast was clear for them to sneak back in. Although everyone knew they were together, nobody knew they left the hospital at night because they weren't supposed to. It was assumed they just spent time in each other's room, so there was no need to check on either of them. When Chris felt like the coast was clear, he grabbed Robyn's hand to lead her to her room. It seemed like it would be another night successful until they heard a voice.

"Hold it right there you two."

They froze and turned around slowly to see the hospital security guard smirking at them shaking his head. "You two think you're so slick, huh?"

"We just went out for some fresh air." Chris said

"Yeah, right. Tell that to somebody that doesn't know you, Chris. Come on head back to your rooms you two you'll see each other later after I tell your doctor."

Chris groaned and gave Robyn a hug before dragging himself back to his room. Robyn giggled at his reaction before going inside her room.

They didn't get in trouble just made aware they had to be more careful because Mesothelioma was fatal so whatever activity they partook in, they would have to be cautious. Their doctor understood how stressful being cooped up in a hospital 24/7 could be so he let them off the hook. He did, however, provide them with some good news. Seeing how inseparable they were, he decided that Chris could move into Robyn's room in the morning so they could be closer. Robyn and Chris both shared their gratitude before he left for the night.

Robyn sat back and thought that it was odd their doctor was concerned about the cancer being fatal seeming as though their diagnosis showed it was light. It was true that they had it, but if it was light, and they were receiving treatment daily why was there concern? She couldn't wrap her around it and felt there was more to it than what was being told. Shrugging, she decided to leave it alone and not worry so much about it. Everything was stable so in her mind, there was nothing to overthink.

Robyn felt her phone vibrate and saw Chris sent her a message, which had her doubled over in laughter.

Pooh Bear 🧸😍: Dear Robyn, I am writing this after our date, and I am very sad. I found out you snitched on me when it was you who convinced me into sneaking out. I will assume that this was a mistake.

She decided to respond in kind, playing his little game.

Baby Girl 💋❤️: Dear Chris, I'm sorry you're disappointed, however, it was you that actually persuaded me to sneak out and stay out longer. Fondling me in public, or did you forget? Never trust a crooked tooth and a smile

Pooh Bear 🧸😍: DEAR FOREHEAD, your jokes aren't funny. I played your game, and you set me up. This is not ok. P.S. I'm the naughty one, but you're the one that couldn't stop reaching for my dick and sucking my tongue at every corner, or did you forget?

Robyn raised an eyebrow before typing.

Baby Girl 💋❤️: Dear Chris, I see you want to start. See I wasn't gonna say anything about your tooth, but you need to take Terror Squad's advice and have it lean back... into place

Pooh Bear 🧸😍: :( I don't wanna go there, we should never go there. Damn, why you wanna go there? You ain't have to go there

Baby Girl 💋❤️: Aww, I'm sorry. If you want I'll ride it back into place for you 😭 Straighten it right out and make it fall in line with your other teeth

Pooh Bear 🧸😍: Dear Robyn, you are now on my naughty list. Be afraid. You look slow and easy to fuck

Baby Girl 💋❤️: Don't text me with that tone of voice

She clutched her stomach laughing as Chris walked into what would be their room smirking.

"Slow and easy to fuck? Really?"

"Yes, really. Talking about my crooked tooth. I should crack you in your forehead."

Robyn stifled her laughter. "Are you just going to annoy me more now that we're sharing this room?"

"Duh."

Robyn rolled her eyes. "See this is why I ratted you out. You need to be stopped."

"Snitches get stitches, Robyn."

"You ain't gonna do shit, Chris."

"You're right but our kids will when you give birth to them. You will have to get stitches. You will learn then I am not the one."

"And just how many kids do you think I'm birthing?"

Chris licked his lips then bit his lip to keep himself from smiling. "Five."

"FIVE?! With that bowling ball, you call a head?"

"How else am I gonna pin you down?" He winked.

Robyn rolled her eyes despite the grin on her face. "That was so bad. I object."

"Overruled."

"You can't overrule me you're not a judge."

"Talking about my head, our daughter is gonna take after you. Sadly. With that forehead, my poor baby gonna tip over when she tries to take her first steps."

She scoffed. "What about you? You know our son gonna take after you. Megamind head ass. Head look swollen. I can hear your thoughts from here. My poor baby gonna be just as hyper as you wanting to get under anything but his head gonna slow him down."

"Whatever Robyn."

She chuckled. "Come here you're so far away."

He got in the bed with her and carefully placed her on top of him. She snuggled up to him and instantly felt his warmth flood her body. They joked a lot, but it was moments like these that were the best to them. It was peaceful, and nothing could penetrate that peace once it was set. Chris watched as she soon began to fall asleep and it made him happy that she needed him to sleep just as much as he needed her. At that moment he had three words resting on his heart that he wanted to say. He wanted to say it, but he just got her to be comfortable so he wouldn't say it now, but it was only a matter of time.

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Once Robyn was knocked out he placed her on the bed, careful not to disturb her sleep. He tucked her in and kissed her lips before leaving with another room in mind. He asked a nurse for the room of the person he wanted to see. They gave him the room number after questioning him as a precaution.

He knocked on the door softly before waiting for the person to grant him entry. "Come in."

He came in and closed the door behind him. When he turned he looked back at the woman and being in her presence made him feel comfortable. She was certainly Robyn's grandmother with eyes just like hers with the gleam of life in them.

"Mi been waitin' fa yuh Chrez. Yuh can call mi Gran Gran since yuh already family."

He smiled warmly at her and felt his heart swell at her immediate acceptance. She beckoned him over, and he went over immediately accepting her gesture for a hug. She laughed softly. "Mi see why Anna luv bein' unda yuh. Yuh give di best hugs." He didn't know why but he didn't want to let go. Even though she was frail, her hug was just as comforting to him. She gave him the vibe a grandmother would, and it was obvious she had no problem being that for him.

After a few moments, they finally separated, and Chris grabbed a seat close to her side holding her hand. "Mi heard so much bout yuh from Anna. But mi know mo from de visions mi ave. So much mi ave to tell yuh befo mi pass awey. Mi know it's comin' soon." Chris remained still listening to her speak. He knew she knew things he needed to know that Robyn didn't need to know. Once Gran Gran Dolly passed he would be Robyn's protector and provider and he was ready to take that role. He was filling it now. Robyn was his responsibility, and he knew Gran Gran would be counting on him to keep her safe.

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She told him what she saw in her visions, and he was thrilled to hear it all. He knew there was a reason he was so attracted to Robyn and everything Dolly was telling him was confirming why. It seemed like she was familiar to him; not her per se, but her heart. The way in which they connected made it as if their hearts were old friends reuniting after being separated for so long. That connection didn't happen often so he knew with something so valuable, no matter how priceless love was, this came with a price. He just didn't know what it would cost them and how much.

-

"How yuh feel bout mi, Anna?" Dolly knew he loved her even if he was telling himself now wasn't the time to make that known. His demeanor gave him away every time she mentioned her and told him stories from her childhood. He was radiating love, and it was all for her granddaughter that she knew when she died she would do so happily knowing she had a man worthy of her love and more than capable of handling her.

"I'm sure you know, but I'm in love with her." He said genuinely. If he had it his way, he'd shout it to everyone who would and even wouldn't listen.

Dolly smiled. "In love, but how so?"

He matched her smile. "Completely, utterly, and ever so madly. She's amazingly beautiful and has the spirit of God in her. When she speaks, it's of wisdom with words of kindness resting on her tongue. Her beauty comes from inside her––– she has a gentle and quiet spirit, but as calm as it is it rocks me to my core. All of that and her mindset will raise my children, so I know God chose wisely and I was wise enough to hold onto her since we first met. I will never know a love like this again. This love is one of a kind. It's special, she's special, and nothing is special without her."

"Yuh feel she can be yuh soulmate?"

"Yeah, of course. She was placed in my life for a reason. It was instantaneous, our connection and you just don't click like that with anyone."

Dolly used her other hand to cover his and smiled once again. "May yuh luv be modern enouf ta survive de times, but old fashioned enouf ta last foreva."

"What do you mean by that Gran Gran?"

She rubbed his hand and gave him an empathetic smile. "Dat is somethin' yuh gon ave ta find out yuhself, Chrez."

-

Robyn woke up and saw that Chris wasn't with her. She blinked a few times to adjust to the light before looking to the other side to see if his bed was here, and it wasn't. Not thinking much of his absence she thought he was in the process of moving in since it was now morning. She stretched and sat up propping her pillow so she could rest against it. She decided to watch TV while she waited for her boyfriend to return. Right on cue, the door opened, and when she was about to greet him, confusion etched all over features seeing who was at the door.

[whichie]

Class Ghost, Ch. 7

summary: 

Shouto roams the halls of UA as a ghost, lost to who he was before and how he got to be who he is now.

Izuku feels like there's something missing from his life at UA, and he doesn't know what. But this ghost boy looks awfully familiar, and it's just not in him to let a poor soul wander forever without figuring out who murdered him first.

Together, they thwart bad guys and somehow fall in love along the way.

(the ghost/murder mystery au that nobody asked for)

a/n: :)))))

read it on ao3

It's been a week. A whole week, and no sign of Shouto anywhere. Izuku was running himself sick with worry, and the others have started to notice. He lost count of the amount of times he's been asked if he needs to lie down, or if he didn’t feel well. Goodness, if he had one dollar for every pitying look he got from his classmates, he'd be able to buy a mansion the size of Endeavor’s.

And so Izuku had had some thoughts, and feelings, and he really wished Shouto was there so he could relax and say what he had been wanting to say for a week. Which was, please don't ever leave again.

(and also, were you about to kiss me? Did you want to kiss me, or was that my imagination? What was stopping you? Why didn't you do it? Why didn't you?)

He didn’t know if Shouto needed his help right now, or if he felt lonely, or if he was mad at Izuku, or mad at himself, or a multitude of other things that could be happening to a ghost with the tendency to go rogue.

He's also taken to wandering the campus alone in his free time, half looking for Shouto, half giving himself something to do. Izuku hadn't realized how much time he spent with him until Shouto was no longer there.

(he refused to say no longer in his life, because there's still a chance of him coming back. It's only been a week, Uraraka.)

All week, he's felt off kilter, and he suspected it's not just because of Shouto. The nagging feeling that there's something he's missing had been following him and growing since the records room, and he found himself going back to that empty file folder again and again in hopes that it will give him answers, but it never does. He's tried showing it to the rest of 1-A, but they didn't recognize the name Todoroki Shouto either.

The strange thing about it all was that the feeling went away when he leaves campus. When he’s there, he's always confusing himself when he runs into a wall because his feet took him on auto pilot, and he thought there was a door there.

There was never more than four doors in his hallway, but his brain had other ideas.

He found himself turning around in class to say something to the empty desk in the corner, too. No one had ever sat at that desk all year except for the few times Shouto joined them for a lesson, so he always just closed his mouth and turned back around.

No one's ever in the chair, no door was ever in the hallway, and yet he still felt like there should be.

There should be.

Fuzzy memories of walking into a fifth room flitted through his mind, and now he had a suspicion. If he's right (he hoped he wasn't) then there were going to be more questions than answers. Izuku liked answers, they made everything make sense.

It's the end of the day when he finally got the courage to walk up to his floor. The long stretch of hallway seemed foreboding, but he ventured on until he passed where he gets those odd feelings, and he concentrated as hard as he could. At first nothing happened, and he almost gave up, but then remembered.

There was definitely supposed to be a door there, this he was sure of.

And now he's standing in front of where the door wasn't, staring at a blank wall that spanned between Kaminari’s door and Kirishima’s door. Which now that he looked at them, were too far apart for the small sizes of the dorm rooms. It was like they built an entire room between the two and forgot to put an entrance, the floor plan just didn't add up.

Which was ridiculous, because he remembered being in that room, and that freaked him out more than the existence of ghosts ever did.

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He ran back to the lounge, collapsing onto the couch and making Mina startle. “How many dorm rooms are there on each floor?” he asked his classmates, who were hanging around watching tv or making dinner in the kitchen.

Kaminari spoke up from Mina’s other side, giving him a quizzical look, “Uh, I think there's twenty in total, so five.”

“Wrong.”

“What?”

“That would make sense, right? There's twenty people in each hero class, so five rooms on the four floors. But there's only eighteen of us after Mineta got kicked out. We started with nineteen people, and we have nineteen rooms.” Izuku could see the lost stares on his friends faces, and so he started again. “Why would the other classes get twenty people while we get nineteen?”

“I dunno,” answered Jirou, “not enough people got accepted, maybe.”

Bakugo scoffed in the corner. “What Deku is trying to say is that we’re 1-A. If there wasn't enough people, we’d still have twenty students because our class would fill up first.” A collective ‘ohhh’ sounded around as everyone understood, and he rolled his eyes and spread his hands like he was saying, duh.

“See?” Izuku said. He was sure that he looked crazy, but at that point he was done caring. “Putting aside the fact that we should have had another classmate. Why would the other classes have twenty dorms and we only get nineteen? What's the sense in that? They might as well add one more room for the future classes who will have twenty kids, but that's not the case.”

Mina stepped closer to him, her hands up like she was approaching an unpredictable, wild animal. “I think this whole Shouto thing has kept you up too long. You need some sleep, you're not making any sense,” she said gently.

“Think about it,” Izuku barreled on, ignoring the looks his classmates were giving him. “There's five rooms on the first and second floor, four on the third, then five more on the fourth.”

Kirishima abandoned the sandwich he was making in favor of walking towards them and leaning his arms on the back of the couch. “Okay, thats a little weird, design wise, but I still don't get your point.”

Izuku was getting frustrated, trying to simplify it as much as he could so they could understand. “I'm saying there should be a fifth room. I remember it at the beginning of the year, but there isn't.”

His friends were silent as they thought about it, and then Jirou hesitantly piped up from her position at one of the tables to his right, “I can look at the layout of the building, if you want.”

It was like a lightbulb suddenly lit up in his brain. It was so obvious, why didn't Izuku think of this before? “Yes. Please. This is driving me crazy.”

He was too busy bolting to the elevator in his haste to catch the murmured, “A little too late for that,” by Bakugou, and the resulting nods of agreement from Mina, Uraraka, and Kaminari, who were the only ones to follow.

The way the other floors are laid out is this: the stairs and elevator are at one end of the hallway, on the same wall are two bedroom doors, and on the other wall are three. That's not the case for floor three.

As they exited the elevator, Izuku had time to take in how bizarre it was. Right across the hall from the elevator was Kaminari’s room, then at the end of the hall was Kirishima’s room, and the place where the third room should be between them was blank, empty space.

“Okay, I see what your saying,” Mina agreed as Jirou walked up to the expanse of cream colored wall and stuck her ear jacks into it. “Definitely weird.”

The look on Jirou’s face went from quietly skeptical to down right freaked out in the three seconds it took her scan the layout. She glanced at the four of them waiting for her verdict, then back at the wall, eyes wide and her mouth a thin line. “There's… a whole fucking room on the other side of this wall.”

“No way. That can't be right,” Kaminari exclaimed, but even he didn't believe himself. They knew Jirou’s abilities, and getting building schematics was something she could do in her sleep. She was never wrong.

Suddenly, Izuku got the feeling that they weren't supposed to find this out. This felt like the beginning of a conspiracy, and being the one to uncover it didn't feel as fun as he thought it would be. It felt fatal, like a live wire, and they were dangerously close to crossing the line of no return.

Fortunately or unfortunately for him, Izuku was never good at leaving well enough alone.

“Can you find out anything more?” he asked Jirou, but she shook her head almost immediately.

“There's something blocking me. I can only get the general imprints of things, nothing else.”

Uraraka sounded rightfully nervous as she suggested they leave it alone, maybe mention it to a teacher, and the others quickly agreed, not wanting to be there longer than they had to.

“Man, why’d you have to point this out, Izuku? I don't think i’ll be able to sleep tonight.” Kaminari, complained.

“I don't think you’ll have much trouble. You sleep like a rock,” Mina shot back, which started an insult war that lasted well after the doors to the elevator closed, casting the hallway in lonely darkness.

For all Izuku knew, that could be their undoing. It wasn't a pleasant thought to have.

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Izuku went back there, well after everyone left, staring at the wall like he could bore a hole through it to see to the other side. He was hesitant to break it down, and he got the feeling that whatever was blocking Jirou’s sight wasn't going to like them sticking their noses further. So there he was, left wondering and still confused, with less answers than he wanted and exactly as many answers as he knew he was going to get.

But still, it nagged at him.

But still, it evaded him.

But still, it couldn't last forever.

Even now, whatever hold it had on them was weakening. First, it was the vague feelings of unease, then the flashes of memory, then his conviction that there was a missing room even with evidence to the contrary. And now this, the proof. The undeniable truth that something was at play here, or more frightening, someone.

With everything that had happened to 1-A, Izuku wouldn't be surprised if this was the League of Villains, or another shadowy organization trying to ruin them. He should talk to All Might, or Aizawa, but he knew they would see the timing of Shouto’s appearance and the discovery of the hidden room more than a coincidence. Izuku couldn't have that, so he’d have to figure it out himself.

The unease grew, and he wished Shouto was here, if only to know he was safe.

[sizzlingpenguincollector]

Power Rangers: Wild Force/Kim Possible/Jackie Chan Adventures: Chapter 3

Danny and Taylor tried to stand up and face Monkey Fist, down but not out for the count. "Who are you?!" Danny asked.

"Why, how silly of me not to make myself known." Monkey Fist said, mockingly. "The name is Monkey Fist..." Monkey Fist then chattered evilly as he bounced up and down with his fellow monkey ninjas. Taylor froze when she heard that name.

"I've seen him before." Taylor said. "He's one of Kim Possible's arch foes. He was once a world famous archaeologist who went insane studying monkey kung fu. Basically transforming himself into a monkey." Monkey Fist glared at her when she said that.

"What are you doing here?!" Danny asked.

"I'm here on business actually. And I can't have people like you interfering with my work." Monkey Fist said. "My minions will make short work of you. Hopefully, you'll be remembered fondly."

"Not if we have anything to say about it!" Cole said as he and the other Wild Force Rangers came rushing to their fellow Rangers aid. "Did we miss the party?"

"No, you're all just in time!" Taylor said as she and the other Rangers got into fighting positions.

"Well, it's nice to see the gang's all here." Monkey Fist smirked. "Anyway, the name is Monkey Fist and I'm here on business. So, let's make this quick and let me and my minions destroy you once and for all."

"That's not gonna happen!" Cole said as he and the other Rangers grabbed their morphers. "We're teach you something you won't forget!"

"Wild Access!" The Rangers called out. With that, they used their Growl Phones, and Merrick his Lunar Caller, to morph into the Wild Force Rangers.

"Very impressive." Monkey Fist smirked before turning to his army. "Kill them all!" With that, Mokey Fist, his monkey ninjas and Wild Force Rangers charged into battle, with Cole and Merrick battling Monkey Fist, and the other Rangers battling his minions. Both Cole and Merrick were able to block most of Fist's attacks, even landing one good kick, but Monkey Fist had the advantage, able to land a couple of hits on the Red and Lunar Rangers. "Very nice, both of you. But you both should probably know I'm skilled in in the art of monkey kung fu!"

Merrick froze as he heard that phrase. "Tai Shing Pek Kwar?" Merrick asked to himself, knowing the ancient martial art. Monkey Fist took advantage of his distraction to launch a sneak attack on the unsuspecting Ranger. But, Cole saw him coming.

"Merrick! Watch out!" Cole yelled, pushing his fellow Ranger out of the way, taking the hit himself. Monkey Fist laughed evilly as Cole laid down on the ground in pain.

"Cole!" Taylor cried out. "Get away! Hurry!" She was then tackled by monkey ninjas as she became distracted. Monkey Fist approached Cole wearing a wicked grin on his face.

"You just couldn't take the hint, could you?" Monkey Fist asked with a smirk as he reached into his back pocket. "Well, maybe this could help you learn a lesson." He then pulled out what appeared to be a samurai sword as Cole stood up with all his might. "Goodbye Red Ranger." Monkey Fist then swung down to deliver a fatal blow to the Red Lion Ranger.

"Cole! No!" Danny yelled as he pushed his fellow Ranger out of the way, taking the hit himself. Danny collapsed onto the ground as the samurai sword sliced through his suit, seriously injuring him.

"Danny!" Max cried out, rushing to his fallen Ranger and best friend. Monkey Fist then backed away as the rest of the Rangers gathered around the Black Bison Ranger.

"Well, this has been fun, but as I said before, I'm here on business. And now I have to get back to it." Monkey Fist smirked, feeling confident that he has injured a Power Ranger. "Minions! Come with me!" With that, Monkey Fist and his army fled from the Rangers as they tried to help their friend.

Danny then de morphed into his civilian clothes, still seriously injured. The Rangers then did the same. "Danny, why would you do that?!" Max asked, angry that his friend would put his life on the line for Cole's.

"I had to. Remember guys, never give up..." Danny said before groaning in pain again.

"We have to get him to a hospital!" Alyssa said, helping Danny onto his feet. "Let's go." The Rangers then carried Danny as they made their way to the Turtle Cove hospital.

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ack in Middleton, Ron Stoppable grew extremely worried as school was out for the day. Right now, he sat with Rufus at his table at Beuno Nacho eating nacos, without Kim by his side. Over the course of the day, Kim has not talked to or even acknowledged Ron, making him extremely nervous. "Kim? Not talking to me at school? Not sitting with me at lunch? Not full on kissing me in the hallways? And now, skipping Beuno Nacho? Rufus, something is very wrong..." Ron said with fear in his voice. "Do you think this could be because of the Camille Leon sitch?" Rufus thought about it for a second and shrugged. They then noticed Kim's rival, Bonnie Rockwaller coming in. "Maybe Bonnie knows something."

Ron approached Bonnie at her table, making the queen bee growl with annoyance. "What do you want loser?" Bonnie asked.

"Bonnie, have you talked to Kim at all today?" Ron asked. Bonnie rolled her eyes at that question.

"No. Why? Something happened?" Bonnie asked.

"She's been acting like I wasn't even around all day at school. She didn't talk to me, sat with me at lunch, or full on kissed me in the hallways. And now, she hasn't showed up here to eat with me." Ron explained. "I don't know, but I think it has to do with me mistaking her for Camille Leon, almost landing her in trouble, and letting Camille off scot free." Bonnie's face formed a wicked grin as she heard that. I can't resist, Bonnie thought to herself.

"Really? If that's the case, looks like you screwed up big time." Bonnie said. "You might as well find yourself someone else before she makes it official."

Ron tried to figure out what Bonnie meant before he put two and two together. "Wait a minute. Are you saying that Kim's gonna dump me?" Ron asked.

"No duh." Bonnie replied. "It's so clear that your blunder has gotten K so upset that she's using the silent treatment as a starting point to end the whole thing. If I were you Ron Stoppable, I better return her gifts and delete her from your contacts before she fully drops the break up bomb on you. Hoped you enjoyed it while you did." Bonnie then left her table, leaving with a nervous Ron with his thoughts and Rufus.

"No, she's just trying to mess with me. Right, little buddy?" Ron asked, pushing what Bonnie said to the back of his head, with Rufus nodding in agreement, then blowing a raspberry to signify how ridiculous Bonnie is. "Bonnie is trying to get inside my head, just like she did when I thought Kim was gonna dump me for an athlete. But that's not gonna work. I'm gonna go talk to Kim, and maybe we'll have the whole thing straightened out." Ron then exited Beuno Nacho and went to the Middleton Mall, where he was sure Kim was there.

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On the island of the Animarium, the other Wild Force Rangers all sat around, feeling guilty over Danny's injuries. They have took him to the hospital where he was examined, and is now resting. Princess Shayla saw them and became concerned. "How's Danny?" Shayla asked sadly.

"He's pretty badly hurt." Alyssa replied. "The doctors said it could possibly be a month before he recovers." Max punched a rock in frustration.

"This is all my fault. I should have taken the hit." Max said, his teeth clenched. Cole placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Don't blame yourself." Cole said. "We'll figure out a way to go on without Danny for awhile. Right now, we have to figure out more about that Monkey Fist guy."

"I know somethings about him." Taylor said, standing up. "He's one of Kim Possible's arch foes, he used to be an archaeologist who basically became a humanoid monkey himself."

"Anything else?" Alyssa asked.

"He's skilled in the ancient art of Tai Shing Pek Kwar." Merrick said, causing the other Rangers to stare at him. "Monkey Kung Fu."

"How do you know about it Merrick?" Cole asked, curiously.

"Merrick has studied it before." Shayla answered. "It was once one of our proud martial arts. But Animus had it banned when most of his students became obsessed with it, and almost became evil."

"He said that he was in Turtle Cove for business." Alyssa said, thinking out loud. "What in the world did he mean by that?" The Rangers all thought hard over what he said before a thought came to Cole's mind.

"He's after something." Cole said. The other Rangers stared at him, confused. "It won't be long before he gets it. We have to make sure that whatever he's after, it can't fall into his hands."

"But what about Danny?" Max asked, concerned.

"Unfortunately until he recovers, we must find a replacement for him." Princess Shayla said. "Hopefully it won't be long until we find one who can control his Bison Zord." Taylor placed a comforting hand on Max's shoulder.

"Hey, never give up, right?" Taylor asked with a smile. Max then smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Yeah. Never give up." Cole repeated with a smile. Even though that Danny was not gonna be fighting with them for awhile, they would find a way to fight this new enemy of theirs.