“Shego please-“ Drakken’s cries for mercy were cut short as the upturned table he was cowering behind burst into flames. Drakken’s lair was in shambles. Furniture was upturned and much of it was on fire, the walls held scorch marks and most of Drakken’s equipment lay in pieces on the floor after Shego had thrown them at her cowardly employer.
“Kim. I’m reading a lot of plasma activity from one of Drakken’s old lairs-”
“Shego.” Kim muttered into the kimmunicator as she shoved her schoolbooks into her locker.
“More than likely.” Wade replied, failing to notice the look of hatred and pain as Kim spoke her enemy’s name. “Maybe you should check it out, after all whatever she and Drakken stole they got away with it. I’m sending you transport now.”
“You left me with Possible!” Shego growled as she released another ball of plasma, aimed at Drakken’s head. He moved just in time and ran for cover, which happened to be an over turned laser of some sort or another. “If she wasn’t such a goody two-shoes I’d be dead by now!”
“You were nowhere to be seen, Shego. I presumed you’d fled before I had. I swear it. I need you Shego! I would never intentionally leave you to die.”
As Kim crept in to Drakken’s lair she noticed the scorch marked walls and general destruction. She heard Shego shouting and followed her angry voice to a large room in the heart of the hideout.
“Stop hiding you coward!” Shego screamed in frustration and proceeded to blast anything large enough to conceal the eccentric blue scientist.
“Shego-“ Kim fell silent as she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head and her vision blurred. She let out a whimper as she received another blow to the skull.
As the teen hero lurched forward Shego rushed to her side. She caught her just as Kim passed out, her body going limp in the villain’s hands. Drakken stood behind where Kim had previously stood, holding a microscope and sporting a large, yet nervous, grin.
“If you stop trying to kill me you can have Possible.” Shego almost laughed at his stupidity. She was the one holding Kim and she could have easily murdered him without much effort. But if she did kill him she would need to seek out a new employer, specifficallyonewilling to put up with her violent temper and high wages.
Sneering she scooped Kim up in to her arms and headed to the launch bay her hover craft was waiting in. “I’m taking a vacation.” She shouted over her shoulder while carrying the unconscious teen hero. She had no idea what she could actually do with Kim, but she knew that leaving her in Drakken’s clutches, no matter how incompetent he was, would be a bad idea. The only rational thing Shego’s mind could come up with was that she should dump Kim somewhere near her home and hope that she would be ok. Unfortunately Shego’s rational side, as she held the girl, seemed to be quickly disappearing.
When Kim’s eyes finally opened she groaned. Her head pounded and she was pretty sure everything she’d ate that day was going to reappear. She closed her eyes again, trying to get the dizziness and nausea to go away. She felt a damp cloth pressed against her forehead and allowed herself to relax slightly.
“Thanks mom.” She muttered, cuddling into the body that sat beside her on the bed she lay in.
“Not quite Kimmie.” Shego’s voice filled her ears. The teen hero’s eyes snapped open and she pulled away from the grinning woman.
“W-what’s going on?”
“Relax princess. You might have a concussion.” Shego firmly pushed Kim back down so she was once again lying flat on the bed with Shego hovering over her with the damp cloth. “You came to Drakken’s lair-”
“He hit me.” Kim mumbled, sorting through the hazy memories of the last few hours. “It hurt.” She pouted as she rubbed the back of her skull.
“A microscope to the head tends to.”
The young heroine looked around at her surroundings. She was in a small dimly lit room. The curtains of the only two windows in the room were closed, causing the room to be near darkness save for the light from a bedside lamp. The colour scheme seemed very Shego-like. With a mixture of black and various shades of green. “Where am I?”
“My house.” Shego answered nonchalantly as she returned the cloth to a bowl of water on the floor near the bed.
“W-why?”
Shego frowned for a moment at the word. Why? That seems to be your favourite word at the moment Princess.“Because…If I didn’t take you away from the lair Drakken would have killed you. Like I said before-“
“You want to be the one to kill me.” Kim interrupted, a scowl on her face. “Is that why you brought me here to kill me? Or maybe just to tease me some more?” There’s only one tease in this room pumpkin.
“Something like that.” Shego muttered, regretting her stupidity at bringing Kim to her home and not leaving her in the nearest hospital. Now that she had Kim Possible lying helpless in her bed she had no idea what she was going to do with her. Well, I’ve got some ideas.An absent grin graced Shego’s features. As Kim looked up at the older woman she shuffled further away, not liking the almost manic glint in her blazing green eyes.
She tried to edge her way off the bed but after getting just over halfway to the other side the sound of metal scraping metal filled the air and something tugged painfully on her leg. Shego grabbed her arm and pulled her back over to the side of the bed she’d started on. After Kim pushed the blankets off of her she saw a shackle was attached to her ankle, and the other end was chained to the metal bed frame. “I thought you’d be trying to escape Kimmie.” Shego smirked as she pulled on the chain slightly. “So I took precautions. You’re gonna be sticking around for a while Kimmie.”