The Journal: The Discovery of Truth

[kdia03]

www.fanfiction.net/s/2700482/1/

Summery: Zoella (Zoey) Mackentire is just a woman who lives in a busy city, but she'll come to an amazing discovery. Since she was young, the woman had an odd obsession with the two worldwide renound heroes Kim Possible, and Ron Stoppable. Not only that, she emerges herself freely into the records of their murders...but is there more to be known? When her old friend from highschool Zachary Zancari calls her up unexpectedly one day, he carries with him a discovery which immediately interests Zoey. In his possession is Ron Stoppable's travel journal, and the house which served as his death place--and for awhile, their hideout. Freely, they begin their research into the depths of the story, and into Ron's private mind to discover the unknown parts of the mysterious murders.

Warning: Involves cussing, pessimistic Ron (which will be explained later), probably further details of death & injury later on, and probably some sexual content later on as well. (Nothing too explict here) As well as some K/R.

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[kdia03]

Also...The first chapter was just mostly a prologue. The second chapter dives you completely into Ron and Kim's world as if it is still present day as first person Ron.

Sample from 2nd Chapter:

"Maybe...they can take care of Shego themselves this time?" I tried to comfort dumbly, but she simply glared at me. Kim didn't really like the thought of anyone being able to do her job. We were college students now, and those green eyes of hers only got magnified with anouther couple years of confidence. I jogged up to her side, and took her hand in mine. "Sorry, KP. I..."
"No, It's ok, Ron." Kim tucked a lock of her red hair behind her ear. "GJ and Wade will surely know we didn't hit our mark by now, send people to take care of Shego, and come searching for us." Her smile was half-hearted, but in our situation that was enough to make me return the smile. An angry Kim was a scary Kim to travel with...atleast now she was pretending to be ok with this situation.
I mean, it's not like I PURPOSELY messed up the cordinates on the kimmunicator while trying to play Global Heroes 3, and it's not like I PURPOSELY grabbed the torn parachute. -And we all know I didn't PURPOSELY latch onto her mission bag, and spill out most of the supplies (including first aid, and emergency food) and mission gear that Wade made her in my fretful panic at the discovery of having a useless parachute.
Fingers locked with mine, we continued down the dirt path looked down on by only the sun. There was simply fields, and nothing else on either side of the road. A few trees maybe, but nothing more until at last we found something worth stopping for.