Disney Books - Kim Possible Junior Novel

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KIM ACCELERATED HER JETPACK TOWARD A MAJESTIC DAM SURROUNDED BY MOUNTAINS.

As the wind rushed past her, she could see that the structure was holding back a huge reserve of sinister black slimethe handiwork of Professor Dementor. Kim counted double the usual number of henchmen guarding Professor Dementors lab. Recently, he had suspiciously beefed up his security.

But Kim wasnt worried about the extra henchmen surrounding the lair. She was ready.

Kim silently landed, expertly removing her helmet and letting her red hair cascade down her back.

Inside the alpine lair, henchmen kept watch over a scared-looking doctor bound to a chair in chains. Professor Dementor, dressed in all black with a helmet, walked menacingly down a narrow platform toward the chained-up doctor.

Ive done everything youve asked, the doctor pleaded as Professor Dementor approached him. Ive formulated the worlds most dangerous disintegrating slime! Please! Please let me go! I miss my wife, and my kids, and my mold spores!

Professor Dementor stopped short before him. My dear Doctor Glopman, you say this is the uberslime. He motioned to a vat of bubbling purple slime down below the platform.

Doctor Glopman nodded furiously.

Professor Dementor leaned down toward him and said, Lets make sure.

A henchman spotted Kim outside the lair, alerting the others on his tech device and charging toward her. She closed the wings of her jetpack and spin-kicked him right in the chest, knocking him down. More henchmen charged at her. Kim stared at them with a wry smile and clicked the button on her sternum, unbuckling her jetpack. She bent over, unfastened the jetpacks harness, and let it rip. It flew straight ahead, knocking down henchmen like bowling pins. Suddenly, two more henchmen closed in on her, each grabbing an arm.

Truth be told, Kim hadnt quite figured out how to get out of this one.

At least not yet.

The henchmen backed Kim up against the dam wall that looked out over a sheer drop to the water below, and she struggled against them. Yah! Ron shouted as he fell from the sky and crashed into the two burly henchmen, knocking them over. His helmet flew off. Are we winning? asked Ron. He stood up, a dazed look on his face.

Ron, look at the henchdudes you took out! said Kim with a proud grin.

Ron, youve done it again! he told himself as he removed his jetpack. Just as it slid off his back, the wings popped out and the jetpack flew away, disappearing from view in a stream of smoke.

Im sure Dementor didnt see that, Ron said, leaning casually against a black barrel full of flammable fluids. It tipped over and hit another barrel, causing a chain reaction that started a small fire.

Ron, run! Kim cried out, ducking behind a rusty crate.

Ron dove right beside her just as the fire burst into an enormous explosion.

Ron and Kim stood and examined the damage as the smoke cleared. Okay, he might have seen that, Ron admitted sheepishly.

Kims pendant emitted a four-note jingle and glowed; then she pressed it and a hologram popped up. The lit-up screen being projected from her Kimmunicator showed Wade, who wore a hoodie and sat in a dark computer-filled room somewhere.

Kim! Ive got a target lock, said Wade. Here. See for yourself.

The image of Wades head was replaced with schematics and a map of the building with a big X marked on one of the floors. Professor Dementor has the scientist chained up on level six, Wade continued. You better hurry!

Lets go, Ron, said Kim, breaking into a run. We need to stop Dementor before he uses that disintegrating slime!

Back in the lair, Professor Dementor held a cup of dark slime as he moved past his henchmen. To make sure it was the uberslime, he poured the cup onto a globe. The globe disintegrated immediately. Success! The world is mine! he cackled.

Then the slime turned pink and very, very sparkly.

Why is it turning all pink and sparkly? Professor Dementor asked.

I dont know! Its probably just a by-product of the disintegration process! answered Doctor Glopman from his chair. The panic in his voice was clear.

I cannot take over the world with the pink and the sparkles! Everybody will make fun! shouted Professor Dementor.

How? Theyll all be disintegrated, said the doctor with a sob.

As will you, Doctor Schmarty-Pantses! shouted Professor Dementor, wheeling on him.

With that, the henchmen grabbed Doctor Glopman and led him to a hook over the vat of slime.

Now, engage the painfully slow descending hook into your slimy doom! commanded Professor Dementor.

Please! Please, dont do this! Be reasonable! cried Doctor Glopman as the henchmen strung the hook through his chains.

Professor Dementor threw back his head and laughed.

Just then, Kim and Ron busted down a door and descended an eerie staircase that echoed with the sounds of Professor Dementors cackles coming from somewhere below.

They had to hurry if they were going to save the doctor!

Doctor Glopman dangled over the hissing vat of slime.

Professor Dementor looked on proudly at his handiwork, then adjusted the strap of his helmet.

Slimes up, Professor Dementor! Kim called down to him from where she and Ron stood on a platform overlooking the scene.

Frulein Possible? said Professor Dementor incredulously.

Kim gave a sly smile, unafraid.

Get her! Professor Dementor commanded, motioning to his huge henchmen, who sprang into action.

Ron! Unhook the doc, and Ill take the goons, Kim said as she started battling henchmen, delivering one strong move after the next. Henchmen fell around her left and right as she kicked and spun to avoid their attacks.

Kim ducked, jumped, and weaved. Once she tackled the henchmen out of her way, a massive one emerged in front of her, heaving with menace. Ron, grapple me! she called out.