Calm. It was all but a strange but consistent feeling that always grasped Middleton, Colorado well when there wasn't some nutcase there to take over the city or rule the world, and just for shits and giggles petty crimes for clout or to piss off resident heroes Kim Possible and her trusty best friend/sidekick Ron Stoppable with their tech savant Wade Load and adorable mascot, Ron's naked Mole Rat Rufus. But a recent string of attempted carjackings and attempted robberies were thwarted but not by Team Possible but by a new entity sweeping the crime off the streets of the peaceful suburbia. There wasn't no bloodshed but rather whimpering criminals or the sight of said thugs tied up with the insignia of an eagle with two swords on a constricting rope. This new hero's identity wasn't known but had been described as one with stealth, supreme martial art skills and the propensity of you guessed two blades. With it being a school day a Monday in particular a many kids and teens were waking up to yet another mundane week of education. One of those teens was the shining jewel of Middleton the one and only red-headed heart shaped mane having Kim Possible. The sophomore woke up at least not as tired when she was on assignment which to her was definitely welcome but out of the norm for her. She got up handling her usual routine of a warm shower, brushing her flawless teeth before grabbing a set of clothes. After getting her hair right and outfit she went down the stairs.

Kim: Morning everyone!

Her mother, renowned brain surgeon Ann Possible was at the stove making pancakes for her loving family. Father, the intelligent yet sometimes cringe-inducing James Timothy Possible had been reading his newspaper until he heard the voice of his oldest daughter entering their kitchen as she kissed both parents cheeks.

James: Morning Kimmie-Cub! How'd you sleep?

Kim: For once in a while dad like a baby no late night emergencies for Ron or I surprising as it was not that I'm complaining.... Where are the Tweebs?

As if it were clockwork calling her twin brothers twin geniuses like their father entered the kitchen after mini rocket zoomed past Kim's face thankfully not hitting her or her parents.

Jim: INCOMING PROJECTILE!

Tim, the green shirted identical twin of Jim rushed in first and being the more level headed of the twosome opened the door and watched the projectile harmlessly hit the tree and after expecting an explosion it dudded completely.

Jim: Oh come on another dud? That's the third time this week!

Tim: We'll just keep making the necessary tweaks until it becomes perfect.

Ann: Well before you do and wind up destroying the house at least get some breakfast so you can go to school; here I'll turn it to the news.

The renowned brain surgeon flicked the kitchen TV still talking on the coverage of last night's attempted spree of bank robberies. The news reporter best known as Crystal Williams covered the story.

Crystal: With conclusion to this story, all suspects have been arrested and charged with felony attempted bank robbery and if indicted could face up to 25 years in federal prison but all the suspects uttered the same name of their assailant "Archangel"; live from Downtown Middleton, Crystal Williams News Channel 13.

Kim listened intently to the news as she cut through her pancakes. While she was relieved she at least had one night without having to fight crime or save the world but this new hero or vigilante who suddenly just burst out of the blue. Who were they, what were their motives and why Middleton? Did they think could ease some of the load off the redhead and her longtime sidekick slash best friend; or were they out for their own selfish ulterior means? No Kim couldn't worry about that now she had other prevailing matters to worry about than some vigilante running around beating down people for a thrill. It wasn't until that thought left her mind when Ron in his traditional fashion made his warm and goofy presence known in the Possible household.

Ron: 'Ello Possible Governors and Loves how are we doing on this Monday?

Ann smiled as Ron entered the kitchen door. While Ron was more or less a surrogate son of the Doctor Possible's, he most definitely was welcomed into their home. It had been that way since the first day Kim met Ron all the way back in Pre-School and the redhead saved him from three bullies that bore a striking resemblance to three of the world top supervillains; Dr. Drakken, Monkey Fist and Duff Killigan.

Mr. Dr. P: Morning Ronald take a seat and enjoy some breakfast!

Ronald: Thanks but I'll take a rain check Mr. Doctor P; Ate some eggs and toast back home just came for the pick up of Kim and maybe some last minute algebra corrections...

He looked at Kim hopefully. Math obviously wasn't Ron's strong suit but then again most subjects weren't his ace outside of tech and his... ace in the hole but there were plenty of other things the lovable goof could excel but math? Hard pass. He pleadingly looked towards his dynamic best friend who did a hand signal basically saying "pass the work this way". She took Ron's work as she finished her last waffle and doing a once-over, saw he actually got 85 percent questions right but didn't finish the assignment for unknown reasons.

Kim: Not bad Ron, you actually got a majority of the questions right, but I gotta ask why didn't finish the rest of the questions?

Ron: Oh come on K.P. the video games were calling me... sometimes you just gotta take a break y'know.

Kim: An hour long break? Come on you'll have plenty of time on the walk to school to get it done.

Ron: No come on K.P. can't it just be a relaxing walk?

Kim simply looked at him as she grabbed her backpack.

Kim: Now what type of best friend would I be to let my Day 1 fail at all? I'm sure Rufus wouldn't mind.

Rufus (squeaking): Do work, Ron.

Ron: Fine, doesn't help when your other best friend sides with the opposition. I'll finish the work on the way.

Kim: Good deal, later mom and dad!

She grabbed Ron's hand dragging him out, Rufus nearly falling out of his owner's pocket. Meanwhile, Kaylen had been waiting in his car, having dropped his sisters off at their school and he had been listening at the radio and the ongoing news about the recent squashing of crime and in turn the rapid rate it was going down at that. Which for Kaylen was really a double-edged sword. Yes, he was glad the crime was starting to trickle down in a city where he and his sisters were still getting acclimated to so keeping them safe was a priority. But at the same time he thought if someone saw him, well "him" doing his vigilante activity, it means he got sloppy. And if he got the attention of the news, he was sure to get the attention from two fellow vigilantes who had been at this way longer than he had been. So for now, Arch-Angel had to take a backseat. The sophomore pulled into the student portion of the parking lot as he tried his best to figure everything out. He grabbed his backpack and sports bags, considering tryouts for the football team were about 20 minutes after the school day and knowing all eyes were on him as 'Talented Athlete Transfer Kaylen Butler' he needed to focus on that. As he entered the school, he was immediately met by Tara who waved him to her locker which coinceidentally was few spots from his.

Tara: Morning Kaylen!

Kaylen looked at her with a perplexing gaze, like did anything get to Tara at all? First off, it was fifteen minutes till 9, Barkin was probably going to have a stick up his ass and he was probably going have to off campus for lunch while avoiding detention altogether. But if there was anyone who could turn a negative into a positive no matter what the day brought, it was Tara.

Kaylen: Morning, Tara! How'd your weekend go?

Tara: Not bad at all. Hung out with my parents, it'll be even better once tryouts are completely over.

Kaylen: Right I completely forgot tryouts were today.

Tara was about to ask why he brought two bags with him then but she quickly stopped herself when she realized he was joking. To confirm, he opened the duffle bag up to reveal his practice jersey, shoulder pads, helmet, gloves, pants, practice cleats.

Tara: Very funny.

Kaylen: Thank you, right back at you. Tell you what, sit next to me in Calculus? It was gonna be a boring day but you somehow made it worth grinding through. I just gotta drop this stuff to the locker room and I'll meet you there.

Tara: Sure thing see ya then!

Kaylen zipped his bag back up as he and Tara departed opposite ways. He then made his way towards the athletic complex. Given Middleton was going through the last stages of a renovation so to speak mostly to the actual stadium itself, student found themselves having to navigate to get the locker rooms unscathed, just not late to their classes. Kaylen, understandably given he was still the new student, found himself frustrated, feeling like a mouse trapped in a python's cage. He finally found both adjoining locker rooms but quickly stopped himself when he heard not shouting but rather hushed voices, as he peaked his head again to see Kim and Ron talking to something... he couldn't see clearly as the locker door obscured the view. But it certainly looked tense.

Kim: So you're saying this 'Archangel' managed to disrupt five separate crimes in a three hour spree, including a set of attempted thefts and a bank robbery over the weekend alone.

Wade: Kim, when have I ever lied to you or Ron? But I'm looking at the same reports I printed you guys and it seems this Archangel guy is a tough guy. It's clear he's looking to clean up all crime in Middleton and he could be an ally.

Kim: We'll be the judge of that.

Ron: I don't know KP, anybody that wields a sword and does THIS to petty to high risk criminals is meant to be taken seriously.

The blonde referenced to the scene where one of the criminals had a pretty messed up arm and swollen eye to match.

Kim: I mean-

Kaylen: Hey guys what are you up to?

Ron: Oh hey K.B.

Kim: Kaylen, hey how much of that did you hear?

Kaylen: Guys, relax. If you think at all I'm shocked that I'm going to school with a couple of renowned heroes, it's worn off. But about this Archangel... I'd be careful. I know you two face people like Drakken, Shego and Monkey Fist. But if this guy is helping trickle the crime down, don't be too quick to turn down any help. I gotta go to the locker room. See ya two later.

He continued towards the locker room as he saw he had ten minutes left roughly before the day began. As he walked into the locker room. He wouldn't lie, the Mad Dog locker room had swag to it. It didn't have that California built swag when he was living in L.A. but it still felt and looked absolutely spectacular. The locker had slide under doors at the bottom where the students could put backpacks and other things in it meanwhile there was charging suite where electronics could rest for hours on end. In all, he was impressed.

?: Impressive right dude! When they first revealed it to us, it was as if I died and went to football heaven.

The Texan-born athlete turned around to find a surly and well-toned guy with a Middleton letterman varsity jacket admiring the same view Kaylen was witnessing. They took the time to assess the changes and every little detail.

Kaylen: It's certainly something to behold.

Brick: Brick Flagg, Quarterback.

Kaylen took his and introduced himself.

Kaylen: Ahh so it begins, meeting the teammates. Kaylen Butler, whatever position I end up with but... I was Quarterback, but I mostly played defense.

Brick: Looks like I got some competition, at least this time it's up to snuff. I saw all your highlights while you played in the City of Angels and the Big D. You've got some skills and I can see why they gave you that nickname.

Kaylen: I'm sensing a 'but'.

Brick: But I don't plan on dropping my spot. Especially to the new on kid on the block.

Kaylen: Respect to the chip on your shoulder. I'm going for receiver and defensive back but I'm game for a litte competition. May the best man win.

They shook hands as the burning desire to be THE athlete took over for the brief moment. One thing was for certain, things were really going to get interesting. REAL FAST.

END OF CHAPTER THREE! Help me out faster by voting and even commenting and I'll see you soon.