Kim struggled to keep her focus on the road as she laughed loudly. What had started as simple request for more information about Pazuzu ended up as an exchange of stories between the two teen heroines. Most notably about the odd things they have seen in their careers and some of the comical moments their respective sidekicks have provided.
“I swear he just took a huge swig of the milk without even checking the expiration date. It took him about ten seconds to realize what he’d done before he blew chunks all over my aunt Emma,” Jen recounted as she wiped a tear out of her eye. “Big ol’ fat Aunt Emma!”
Kim shook her head as her own laughter slowly died down.
“Sounds like Dave is about as accident prone as Ron,” she commented.
“Well I’ve only heard rumors so I can’t really comment. And Dave does help out a lot, it’s just that sometimes he doesn’t…”
“Think things through?”
The redhead only nodded in understanding as she watched the road ahead of her. When she thought back on the last story, it did spark a question she wanted to ask, but wasn’t sure just how tactfully she could do it.
“So…” she started slowly. “Speaking of your family. How do they handle, you know, your, uh, job?”
“Well my dad’s uneasy about it, but I think he’s accepted it at this point,” Jen replied thoughtfully.
“And your mom?”
“She’s…not around any more.”
“Oh,” Kim gasped and could kick herself for bring up such a painful subject. “I’m sorry I didn’t-”
Jen held up her hand to stop her even though she still hung her head. “Not your fault, you didn’t know.”
“Let’s just move on, alright?”
Despite the promise to move on, their conversation was halted by an uneasy silence.
“So what does your dad do?” Kim asked, hoping to steer the talks back to a happier subject.
“He’s a technical engineer. Likes to tinker with all sorts of stuff,” Jen explained.
“Ah. Sounds like fun.”
“It is. Especially since he’s let me helped him since I was little. It’s a good thing he did too cause that’s what helped me get the know how to build my gadgets.”
“You build your own gadgets?” Kim asked as she tossed the girl an impressed look.
“Have to. I don’t have a ten-year-old super genius working for me.”
“Well…that’s…uh…” she stuttered, feeling slightly embarrassed.
“I’m just messing with you,” Jen replied with a dismissive wave. “Not everyone has a knack for it and like I said I was lucky that my dad showed me all his tricks. Plus I just think it’s fun building my own stuff. Guess you can say I’m a bit of a shop girl. And by that I mean shop class and not, you know, shop mall.”
“Figured as much. So do you have any other hobbies or extracurriculars?”
“Is this the part were you ask if I’m a cheerleader too?”
“Well…” Kim paused, not sure whether to feel guilty or embarrassed by the question.
“The answer is no, I’m not. No offense, but I’ve had some pretty bad experiences with cheerleaders.”
“Ah. Well we’re not all bad. Though there are some…”
Jen looked over at Kim and was amazed to find a grim expression on the girl’s face and to see her gripping the steering wheel tighter. She wasn’t sure what brought on the sudden outburst of anger and she wasn’t sure she wanted to know. What she wanted to do now was steer the conversation back onto something more productive and less live endangering.
“I do martial arts,” she spoked up.
“Huh?” Kim asked, snapping out of her trace.
“I said I do martial arts. That’s one of my other hobbies. My dad enrolled me into the class after he realized I was starting to follow in his footsteps. He told me that some of the other kids would be really cruel about it and so he wanted to make sure I could defend myself if they really started picking on me,” she explained. “Personally I think he still has a lot of nerd rage pent up and just wants to see me kick some bully’s butt.”
“Ah,” the redhead muttered, not sure how to response to that fact. “So…any other creeps out there that you tangle with? I’m sure this Pazuzu guy isn’t the only one.”
“Oh God how I wish he was,” Jen sighed. “There are too many out there.”
“There always are. You mentioned something about…The Prankster?”
“Yeah, him. He’s…well he’s psychotic. Pray that you never had to run into him.”
“That bad, huh?”
“Remember that story about the battery acid? That’s one of the more tame ‘pranks’ he’s pulled.”
“Yeah. The worst part is he had some sick infatuation with me. It’s really unsettling. Sadly, he’s the only one that really takes me seriously on my own merits instead of comparing me to you.”
Again, Kim didn’t know how to react to the statement. Part of her felt guilty, like she should apologize for something, but she knew that was ridiculous. It wasn’t her fault that people couldn’t the differences between them. It was just the way the public viewed things. How was she responsible for that?
Jen seemed to sense her confusion because she placed a hand on Kim’s shoulder and shook her head gently.
“Don’t worry about it,” she replied, lowering her hand. “It’s not your fault most people are idiots.”
She chuckled at that. “Yeah, but still…”
“Let’s just drop it.”
After Kim nodded in agreement, Jen continued on.
“Let’s see…I’d have to say the next weirdest villain I’ve faced after those two would have to be The Seductress.”
“‘The Seductress’?” Kim looked skeptical. “Someone seriously calls themselves that?”
“Let me guess, she uses some kind of gas or powder to make men do her bidding?”
“Close. Far as I can tell she uses some kind of pheromone that draws people in and she finishes them off with a kiss. Then, bam, they’re completely under her control. And…uh…it’s not just men she goes after.”
At that, Kim quirked an eyebrow and took only a second to glance over at the other girl. Her head was bowed down and her were flushed red. Kim opened her mouth to say something but Jen cut her off.
“I don’t like to talk about it,” she said softly.
“Fair enough,” the redhead agreed. “Anyone else that doesn’t have an embarrassing story attached to them?
“Well not for me, but there is one for Dave…kinda. Oddly enough with the only other female villain I’ve really encountered repeatedly. Calls herself Cobalt.”
Kim let out an exasperated sigh at the name. “And I’m guessing that her outfit is just that color, isn’t it?”
“Oh yeah. Hair too.”
“I swear villains can take things waaay too literally.”
“Tell me about it,” Jen shook her head. “Anyway, the first time we encountered her Dave couldn’t help but stare at her…assets. Didn’t help that she wore her suit unzipped all the down to here,” she pointed to just below her breasts.
“Typical villainess. What it is that makes them compelled to wear skin tight, revealing clothes?”
The brunette shrugged. “Maybe they feel they need to stand out. It is a mostly male dominated field.”
“I suppose so. Still…”
They slipped into silence again but it was a more comfortable, reflective silence. It was an opportunity for them both to settle into their respective “mission modes”. They were nearing the hospital and Kim wanted to be ready for anything. She had sincerely hoped Jen had been wrong about Shego being in trouble, but from everything she had just learned, this girl knew what she was talking about. It was a little odd to have someone else who could understand the pressures of being a teen hero, but in another way it was quite refreshing. Though she still wasn’t sure how she’d be able to handle having some else besides Ron on a mission. Let alone someone who might be able to keep up with her.
Jen had a similar thought running through her head. In her case, though, it was more about wondering how far she could assert herself. After all, this was Kim’s town and her…friend so just barging in and taking over wouldn’t feel right. Not to mention it would put her on the same level as Team Impossible and she definitely didn’t want that. On the other hand, Pazuzu was her villain and she knew how to handle him, so she that made her feel that she had to come along. She just wasn’t sure how she felt about playing second fiddle to someone. Especially when that someone was the person she was always being compared to.
They were brought out of their respective reposes by a light beeping sound that Kim instantly recognized as the tone to the Kimmunicator. She fidgeted a bit in her seat, desperately wanting to answer it but also remembering what her parents told her about talking on it and driving.
“May I?” Jen asked politely.
“Uh…sure,” Kim agreed.
With that, she reached into Kim’s pocket and quickly fished out the device. She studied it for a second to find the on switch and was rewarded by the screen flickering to life and the image of a young, African American boy in a room full of computers filling the screen.
“Kim, I-” Wade started until he looked up at the unfamiliar face staring back at him. “You’re not Kim.”
“And for the hundredth, millionth time, no I’m not. I’m Jen,” she replied, trying to sound more playful than bitter.
“Then where’s Kim?” he asked.
“Right here Wade,” Kim replied as Jen held the screen towards her.
“Are you driving?” the boy asked after taking in the scene.
“Yeah. So sitch me.”
“Uh…maybe I shouldn’t right now.”
“Wade,” Kim stressed his name in a tone that told him not to argue.
He sighed before he spoke. “I just got a call from the hospital. Apparently there was some kind of attack and…well…Shego’s been kidnapped.”
Kim’s heart froze and for a moment the entire world seemed to disappear. Shego had been kidnapped? How could that happen? How would she allow herself to be kidnaped? Unless they threatened the baby. And the attacker could still be threatening her now. What if he…
No! She would not allow her to think things like that. Shego and Shin had to be fine. They just had to! But she’d have to track them down sooner rather than later. Each second she waited was another second that something horrible could be happening to them.
First she’d have to go the hospital and check on her mom. She had been working there today as well so if the attacker got the Shego it was possible he got to her mom as well. Again imagines she’d rather not have flooded her mind and with that motivation firmly in place she slammed on the gas, not caring if she lost Dave and Ron, not caring if she cut someone off, and not even caring about getting pulled over. The only thing she cared about right now was getting to her loved ones and keeping them safe.
Dave kept his eyes on the red car in front of him. Even if he did have someone with him who knew the streets of the town, he still didn’t want to take the chance at getting lost. Mostly because he knew that Jen would tear him a new one if she did and he didn’t even want to think about what Kim would do to him. He had heard stories that she could be quite…unlady like when she got really mad. So he watched the car closely and kept the distracting talking down to a minium. Plus…he really couldn’t think of much to talk about. It wasn’t that Ron didn’t seem like an interesting guy, Dave just couldn’t think of anything to talk about. Actually there was one thing, but he wasn’t sure how comfortable the other blonde would be talking about it. Deciding it was better than the overbearing silence he took a shot.
“So,” he spoke up. “That Monique girl, what’s her story?”
“What do you mean?” Ron asked, a bit surprised by the sudden topic.
“I mean like…is she single?”
“I think so. Why?” the other boy eyed him suspiciously.
“She was attractive. And I do like chocolate if you catch my meaning.”
“I think I do, and I’d appreciate you not talking about one of my friends that way.”
“Fair enough,” Dave said, bringing his fingers up from the steering wheel in a modified surrender gesture. “But if I did start you know…pursuing her would that be much of a problem?”
“That depends. Would this be like an actual relationship or just a sexual conquest type of thing?”
“Oh come on, do I look like the kind of guy that would just sleep with a girl then run?”
Ron glared at the boy with a look that seemed to pierce right into his soul. To say Dave was surprised by this action would have been an understatement. From what he’d heard and seen he never would have imagined that Ron would have been capable of such an…intense stare. It didn’t help that Rufus he poked his head out of the boy’s pocket and perfectly imitated the look. Dave glanced between the two and the road for a several seconds before he finally broke.
“I’m not that bad!” he shouted. “I would take her on some dates first and see what happened.”
Both Ron and Rufus relaxed at the statement.
“Then I wouldn’t have a problem with it,” Ron said casually.
“Nope! No problem!” Rufus chimed.
“Sheesh,” Dave sighed. “You always like this?”
“Just when people talk bad about my friends.”
“Well…that’s a good trait to have. Still, that’s a pretty scarey look.”
“Thanks. I spent a lot of time in the mirror perfecting it.”
Ron chuckled at that and then the two feel into silence once more. Again, Dave began to feel a bit uncomfortable and so brought up another sensitive topic.
“So what about you and Kim?” he asked.
Ron stiffened at the question and slowly turned to look that him suspiciously.
“What about me and Kim?” he asked back.
“Well I just heard some rumors that you two were going out? That true or what?”
Ron sighed and stared up at the passing sky from the open roof of the convertible. He wasn’t really sure if wanted to answer that question or not. He was tired of having to explain how is relationship with Kim fell through, but at the same time this would give him an opportunity to say something he had been keeping inside for awhile without her over hearing it. Deciding just to give it over with he lowered his head and looked over at Dave.
“It’s true, we were going out,” he said in melancholy tone.
“Oooh,” Dave responded, feeling a bit stupid for asking now. “So what happened?”
“That’s what I’ve been asking myself. It just couldn’t work, y’know…physically.”
Dave quirked an eyebrow and glanced over at him. “Something you want to tell me?”
Ron stared at him blankly for a moment before the true meaning of the statement sank in. His eyes grew wide and he started to shake his head and hands furiously.
“NO! No, no, no! Everything works…down there! Works just fine!” he explained emphatically then calmed down a bit. “Just…not with KP. I mean it started out well enough with the kissing and petting and cuddling and that sort of thing. Then when we started to get more…uh…” he stammered, not really wanting to go into any details for his and Kim’s sake.
“R rated?” Dave quipped.
“Uh, yeah sure, we’ll go with that. Anyway when that happened…something just clicked in our brains and we realized we’re doing…things to each other when we’ve been best friend since Pre-K.”
The other boy nodded as he took that in.
“Yeah I can see how that might cause a problem in the bedroom,” he said.
“Yeah,” Ron agreed and lowered his head. “We tried a couple times but it just never felt right so we just decided to call it off. It was very awkweird for a while but eventually we got over and now are friends again. Just not like we were before.”
“That is the risk you take. That’s why Jen and I decided not to mix business with pleasure. We didn’t want to screw things up with our friendship or with the hero business. Plus I’m not really her type anyway so it wasn’t too much of an issue.”
“Ah. So then…she’s single?”
Dave gave him a sideway glance. “You’re a glutton for punishment, aren’t you?”
“Hey you asked me about Monique,” Ron countered.
“Oh I wasn’t talking about me. Jen’s the one you really have to worry about. Besides I figured you’d want a change a pace since the last time you went with one of those hero girls it didn’t really work out.
“That’s cause I’ve known KP all my life. I just met Jen so there’s a chance it could work out better.”
“So you don’t want to date Kim, but you want to date a girl like her. Well that’s interesting.”
“Can we not turn this into some psych class thing?”
“Hey I’m not the one that wants to be dominated by a strong woman.”
Ron crossed his arms over his shoulders and looked away from the driver in a huff.
“Not as much as KP does apparently,” he muttered.
Dave paused for a moment as he tried to make sure he heard that right.
“What?” he asked, looking over at his passenger.
Ron sighed and relaxed his posture as he looked forward again.
“It’s this whole thing with KP and Shego,” he admitted. “I know Shego is having her baby and all and I’m happy for it. Definitely thing Kim should keep it and raise it. It’s Shego I’m not so sure about.”
“Don’t think she can handle it?” Dave asked.
“A little, yeah. It’s also that fact that Kim’s been spending a lot of time with. And yes I know she has to cause of the baby so don’t start with that! It’s just that…I’m starting to this…vibe from them. It’s hard to explain but if I’m right then it’s completely sick and wrong!”
“Well I told everyone what I thought about it but that somehow made me a creep.”
“Cause that’s not helping the vibe!”
“I can see it. Ask yourself this though, even if this ‘vibe’ of yours does turn out to be true, would that really change how you feel about Kim?”
Ron opened his mouth to start to say something, but then closed it after he faltered. Honestly, he had never really thought about that. He knew he still liked Kim as a friend and even had some lingering feelings from their short lived relationship, which was another thing that he was conflicted on. Especially if what he thought was happening was right. But even if it was, it would still be the same Kim, right? She wouldn’t be change that much, but how-?
His internal thought train was derailed though when the loudly screeching of tires and the slight smell of burning rubbing caught his attention. He refocused his attention ahead of him in time to see Kim’s car speeding away from them.
“Well that’s a big burst of speed,” Dave mused as he pressed the gas petal harder to keep up.
“Kim must have gotten some bad news about the hospital,” Ron guessed. “Quick, follow that car! Heh, I always wanted to say that.”
Dave and Rufus, who had been chilling out in the CD holder between the seats, both exchanged questioned looks about the boy before Dave ignored him and put even more weight on the gas petal in an effort to keep up with the Possible car. Whatever they were going to find at the hospital, he knew things were about to get a lot more interesting.
When she arrived the hospital, Kim found the closest spot to the entrance she could before she practically leapt out of the car and ran towards the building. She barged past the police barricade and step into what use to be the main lobby. Now it was little more than a smoldering mess. Twisted chunks of metal and hundreds of shards of glass lay strewn about, intermingled with burnt up magazines and pieces of the plastic benches. She stood there for a moment to try and take it all in. She was use to seeing destruction like this when she blew up some mad scientist’s lab or even on an arm base but never in a hospital like this. As despicable as her foes were they at least seemed to follow an unwritten rule about hurting innocent people unnecessarily. But an act like this…what kind of monster was she dealing with here?
It was then that she remembered the reason why she came here. If all this had happened in the lobby and Shego was kidnapped from here then what happened to her mother? She couldn’t see any bodies lining around, but she figured that anyone who had been injured had already been attended to. So if her mother wasn’t there then…
No. Please no,she thought, practically on the verge of tears.
“Kimmie!” a voice, a very familiar voice, called out to her.
Almost numbly Kim turned her head to find her mother and Dr. Anderson walking into the lobby from one of the hallways. To her great relief her mother looked fine except for a small bandage on her neck. A board smile spread across the girl’s face a she ran forward and tackled her mother with a fierce hug.
“Oh thank God,” Kim mumbled into her mom’s shoulder.
“I’m OK Kimmie, I really am,” Ann consoled her daughter.
“Are you sure?” the younger Possible asked, pulling away and checking for more injuries. “Nothings broken or anything.”
“I’m fine. It was just a little cut that Rich fixed up right away,” Ann told her.
“She’s perfectly fine,” Dr. Anderson agreed. “Except for the whole being taken hostage thing.”
Kim looked at her mother in shock.
“It was nothing,” Ann asserted. “It wasn’t any worse than when Drakken captured up and tied us up.”
A look of confusion and mild interest crossed Dr. Anderson’s face at that statement, but before he could inquire further, a new voice caught the group’s attention.
“I’m sorry miss by you can’t come through here,” one of the officers said as he tried to push someone back behind the yellow tape.
“Look I need to get in there! I’m part of this whole thing!” Jen protested.
“She’s right officer. She’s with me,” Kim spoke up.
“Are you sure Miss Possible?” the officer asked.
“Positive. And so are the other two coming up.”
The officer turned his head back around and sure enough two blond boys were walking up to the entrance as well. He looked over at one of them and he seemed to strike something familiar in him.
“Yes, I know you. You’re Kim’s sidekick…uh…” he said, snapping his fingers as he tried to remember the name.
“Ron. Ron Stoppable,” the boy in question corrected. “It is too much to ask that someone remember my name!”
“It’s a losing battle,” Dave replied, placing a hand on Ron’s shoulder.
Ron just shook his head sadly as he and Dave followed Jen over to here Kim, her mother and Dr. Anderson stood.
“So what happened?” Jen asked to no one in particular.
“Well we’re all standing around talking when the doors exploded and these big, ugly creatures came in followed by another big, ugly creature flying on something. That looked like a big, ugly creature,” Dr. Anderson informed.
“I can tell you right now the one flying on the thing wasn’t a creature at all. Just a man dressed up like one.”
“Looked convincing to me.”
“That’s what he wants you to think. So what about these other creatures? What did they look like?”
“Oooh,” Dr. Anderson mused as he thought back on the incident. “About my height, grayish skin, long arms, big nasty looking teeth.”
“Grudgliks,” Jen muttered.
“Bless you,” Ron offered.
“No it’s the name of the demon, a Grudglik.”
“Is that good or bad?” Kim asked.
“Demons?” both Ann and Dr. Anderson asked.
“I’ll explain later. At least I hope I’ll be able to,” Kim told them then turned back to Jen. “So?”
“Well the good news is they’re not very bright,” Jen started.
“And the bad?”
“They’re hard to kill. They bodies can withstand a lot of punishment, but fortunately they have a pretty vulnerable and well presented weak spot.”
“So we can take them down?”
“Then that’s all I need to know,” Kim said with a nod then turned towards her mother again. “Mom, I’m sorry I can’t stay but I-”
Her mother cut her off with a raised hand. “I understand. And don’t worry your father’s coming to pick me up any time now. You just got and save Shego and your baby.”
Kim smiled and gave her mother another hug before thanking her and heading for the door. The others followed suit, but Jen was stopped by a gentle hand on her shoulder. She turned her head to see Ann Possible looking at her in concern.
“I take it that since you know what these things are, you do the same thing my Kimmie does,” Ann stated bluntly.
“Well it’s not exactly the same but-” Jen replied.
“You help people.”
Ann smiled. “Your parents must be proud of you.”
“Uh…yeah,” Jen said, not sure where this was going.
“I know Kimmie would never admit to it but sometimes she needs help. That’s why I feel better when Ron is with her. But for this…” Ann paused and her expression fell a bit. “Well I’m just glad she had someone who’s dealt with these things before with her. Just try to watch out for her, alright?”
“Not that I think she’ll need it, but yeah I’ll do everything I can,” Jen promised.
“Jen come on! We need to go now!” Kim’s voice called out.
The brunette gave Mrs. Possible one last hope look before she turned and left to join the others. When she stepped out from under the yellow police tape, she found Kim giving her a cross look.
“What was that about?” the redhead asked.
“Uh, nothing,” Jen said.
“Alright. Come on we gotta go.”
“Right. Any ideas where we’re going?” Ron asked.
Kim thought about that for a moment then looked over at Dave.
“Alright vision boy, you said you know where this guy’s operating out of?” she asked sternly.
“I caught a glimpse of it, yeah. It’s a warehouse,” Dave replied.
“You couldn’t get anything better than that?” Kim growled, almost grinding her teeth together.
“Well I’m sorry if I can’t focus on the details through the blinding PAIN!”
Kim let out another growl from deep within her throat before she pulled out the Kimmunicator and switched it on.
“Wade!” she barked at the screen.
“Whoa Kim, what’s got you tweaked?” the boy asked.
“What hasn’t gotten me tweaked right now?” she retorted. “Look I need to know if you’ve heard anything about stranger creatures either walking or flying out of a building in the warehouse district. I find it hard to believe that no one would notice someone flying around dressed like some…goblin.”
“Demon,” Jen corrected.
“What?” Kim asked, looking at her.
“He’s dressed as a demon. A serpentine one at that. Goblins are a completely different thing.”
Wade looked back and fourth between the two teen heroines with a very confused, and somewhat frightened look. Nevertheless he began to run the search Kim had asked for and within seconds stumbled upon something interesting.
“This might be it. A couple of people have reported seeing strange figures coming out of an old shipping warehouse for the past few weeks,” he told her.
“Got a picture?”
“Yeah, right here.”
After a few keystrokes, the screen changed from the view of Wade in his room to that of an old, three story building that had seen better days. Kim turned to the Kimmunicator to Dave so he could see the picture.
“Is this the place you saw?” she asked.
He took a quick look at it and instantly recognized it was the building he had seen in his vision.
“Yep, that’s it,” he said.
“Good. Thanks Wade,” Kim said before shutting the device down. “Alright then here’s what we’re going to do. We’re going to take the cars back to my house so that we can all change into our respective mission gear. Then we’ll leave your car at my house and take mine to the warehouse.”
“Whoa! We do we have to leave my car there?” Dave protested.
“Because this guy’s probably seen it before and knows what to look out for. He doesn’t know about mine so we have a better chance at taking him by surprise,” Kim explained in a slightly condescending tone.
“She has a point,” Jen added.
“Fine!” Dave relented.
Kim nodded. “Good, now let’s go.”
With the decision made, the group piled into their separate cars again and left the hospital for the Possible home. As they were driving, Kim thought back to what she had seen and what her mother had told her. She tried to keep her usual upbeat attitude about a mission, but she found it hard to when there was such a personal stake to it. She just hoped Shego and Shin were already by the time they found them or she’d never be able to forgive herself.
Theyhaveto be alright. I won’t be late to save them again. Iwon’t, she promised herself.
Shego groaned as she slowly began to regain consciousness. The very first thing she became aware of was the dull pain in the back of her head. The next was that her hands and feet were tied down. While it feel like her ankles were just held down by chains and mangles, her hands were completely covered by some kind of device. She tried to move them but they wouldn’t budge and neither would her feet.
Figured as much, she thought. Yet another thing I don’t miss about being a hero; having to worry about everyone around you. So I wonder where this creepy took me.
To find the answer, she slowly cracked open her eyes, expecting a blinding light to force her to close them again. Surprisingly, she only found a slightly lighter darkness around her. A quick look around told her she was in some old building that had long outlive it usefulness. She couldn’t quite see the ceiling from her vantage point, but the rusted catwalk above made her assume she was probably on the ground level. She tilted her head to the left to find stacks of left over crates and broken pieces of equipment. When she turned her head to the right, she saw a yellow, demonic face staring right at her.
“AAAHHHHH!” she screamed in surprise, but quickly calmed down when she remember who it was. “DON’T do that!”
“Oh I’m sorry, did I scare you?” the man replied in mock concern. “Well…good! You should be scared.”
“Of some jackass in a Halloween costume? Please.”
“And how do you know this a costume?”
“Uh doy, I can smell the latex from here,” Shego remarked.
“Well then you found me out,” he said as he took a step to the right. “I suppose I should introduce myself then, I am Pazuzu.”
Shego snorted. “Pazuzu? Seriously?”
“You don’t know who he is, do you?”
“Nope. Don’t care either.”
“The real Pazuzu is a demon of destruction, droughts and famine in some cultures,” he explained in a malicious tone. “I intend to follow in that example. Reigning destruction down on all of mankind until only I am left standing.”
“Uh huh yeah that’s fascinating and all,” Shego said sarcastically, “but what’s it got to do with me?”
“With you? Very little. But with this,” he said as he ran a clawed hand over the bump in Shego’s stomach, “has a lot to do with it.”
“Take your scaly hands off me you damn, dirty creep,” Shego growled as she struggled against her restraints and tried to ignite her plasma powers.
“Oh don’t bother,” Pazuzu suggested as he stood upright. “Those are specially designed to negate your powers.”
“That’s not important. What is, is this child you’re carrying.”
“Don’t you DARE think of hurting my baby,” Shego threatened again, even if it was empty at the moment.
Pazuzu mocked shock and hurt. “Now why would I want to do something like that when it was the reason I kidnaped you in the first place?” he asked honestly before another sinister smile spread across his face. “You see, there’s an ancient demon prophecy that states that ‘a child not born of man shall become the world’s greatest warrior’. Once I learned of this child and it’s conception I just had to have it. It certainly isn’t born of man, now is it?”
Shego glared at the smug, grinning idiot above her.
“Sounds great,” she growled. “Just one problem; I’m not due for another few months. And if you think I’m just gonna lay here and listen to you jabber on all that time then you’re crazier than I thought.”
“Foolish woman,” he replied. “Do you think I would seriously let you live that long? No, there are many spells and potions that can accelerate a human child’s birth. Of course the chance for surviving such a thing is minimum, but if the child doesn’t survive then it wasn’t the one I was looking for. Oh well,” he shrugged. “Either way, you won’t be around to worry about it. The process will most certainly kill you.”
With that he turned and walked away from her to another part of the room. She tilted her head up to see if he was gone and found him standing only about ten or so feet away in front of some kind of alter. It was looked like it was thrown together out of some of the extra crates laying around with blood red silk sheets laid over them. On the top stood lighted candles surrounding various bottles full of liquids and powders and a few other things she couldn’t identify. Laying next to them were instruments ranging from blunt to sharp made from what looked like bones, none she had ever seen before.
She laid her head back down as she tried to think of a way out of there. If she could just move her fingers some how. Or at least get this creep to make some kind of mistake in her favor.
Hmmmm…that might work, she thought with a devious smiled. Aloud she called, “I hate to sound cliche, but you won’t get away with this.”
“Oh? And why is that?” he asked over his shoulder.
“Doy. The girl taking care of me and whose baby I’m having is Kim Possible. You know, ‘She can do anything’? That include kicking your scaly ass. Trust me, she’s fought people a lot tougher than you.”
“Somehow I doubt that,” Pazuzu returned. “But by all means let her come. That will only mean my demons and I will get to bath in her blood before we kill you.”
We’ll see about that buddy,she retorted mentally. Kimmie will get here and find away to break me out. Then we’ll see who’s bathed in whose blood.
To Be Continued…
Author’s Notes: Well here it finally is. I knew that Monday/Tuesday promise would come back to bite me in the ass. I really wanted to have this chapter up by then but…well things happened. The major thing being that this chapter was a hell of a lot longer than I thought it was going to be. Again I had to split it up into two separate ones because it was 40 pages long. And that’s after cutting the first part already. So…yeah. I think two chapters totally forty pages makes up for the delay, don’t you?
Oh, so I noticed that I have fans not just here but also on the KP Slash Haven forums. That was a big shock to discover that. I actually have a fan base again. Haven’t had one of those since the good old days of the Beast Wars Anonymous page nearly ten years ago. God I feel old. Still though, “You like me, you really like me”! Now if only I could find some fans on DeviantArt. I know that sounds a little crass but really I just want to say…I wish I could draw! So many good pic ideas in my head and no way to get them out! It’s frustrating at times. Sighs Alright, that rants over.
Also I want to thank everyone for the more or less positive feed back on my OCS. Honestly I really expected more than just one person to freak out about them. Guess when they’re well thought out it easier to accept them, right? But don’t worry, after the next chapter they take a break and we get back to the normal KP cast, villains and all. I wanted to go with my own villain to be the first to take just to show that anything can happen! All bets are off! Plus I just saw it was an opportunity to use these chars who have been floating around in my head for awhile. For anyone interested I imagine their voice actors to be: Jen Credible- Venus Terzo(Blackarachnia from “Beast Wars” and Jean Grey from “X-Men: Evolution”), Dave Seer- Ryan Reyonlds(Hannibal King from Blade: Trinityand Monty from Waiting…), and Pazuzu- Clancy Brown(Lex Luthor from “Justice League” and Mr. Freeze from “The Batman”).