Diary,
God! I feel like an idiot! Drakken has been manipulating my emotions in some kind of sick little plot. I’m not sure what to feel about anything anymore.
Correction, I still love Kimmie, but that’s the only constant right now. There is just a lot of turmoil going on. I know it’s what Drakken wants but I don’t know of anything else I can feel.
Why can’t I just be allowed to live in peace? Why can’t I have the option to just go have a normal job and come home to a person who loves me? Does everything always have to be so damn complicated?
Shego did not sleep peacefully. That of course is assuming she had gotten any sleep to begin with. Kim rolled over and looked at her bedmate. “Shego…come on…quit sulking.”
“Pumpkin…you don’t need to stay up because of me.”
“And you know I can’t sleep without my cuddle-buddy.”
Shego mocked shock, “I’ve been downgraded to a cuddle buddy?”
Kim pouted, “Pwease?”
“I need to learn why that works so well on me.”
Kim snickered, “Because you’ve got a big soft spot for me?”
“I was figuring it was because you’re so dang sexy.”
“Mmmm….I dunno about that.” The red head rubbed noses with the dark haired woman, “I think you just say it to make sure I don’t keep puppy dog pouting.”
“Nah, more because it’s true.”
It was time. There was no more planning, no more waiting and no more scheming required. He was ready.
The Kimmunicator interrupted the moment. Shego growled at the device and grabbed it, flipping it on, “What?”
Wade promptly fell over. A frustrated naked woman answering the device was not something he was expecting.
Kim took the device, after slipping on a t-shirt. “What’s the sitch Wade?”
“Angry….lady.”
“Damn it Wade, snap out of it before I tell Ron about your Hello Kitty collection!”
“Yes…right…Well I have good news and bad news.”
“Spill.”
“We’ve found Drakken.”
“And?”
“He’s tearing Tokyo apart.”
Shego cursed. Figured the jack ass had to be on the other side of the planet.
“Give us thirty minutes and have Ron meet us at the airport.”
“Uh…Kim…you going to take the super suit?”
“No, it’s shorted out again. After that short circuit Erik gave it during El’ Diablo that thing is useless.”
Wade sighed, “Alright, I’ll have a flight waiting for you at the airport in thirty.”
“Please and thank-you Wade.” Kim shut off Kimmunicator. “Well….this sucks…we were just getting to the good part too.”
Shego smiled, “It’s okay Pumpkin. We can do that later. Right now, I think a certain blue-skinned freak needs and talking too.”
Ron sighed as the red and black Ron Com started beeping. “Yes Wade?”
“Congratulations! You’re going to Tokyo?”
Ron yawned, “Peachy. When’s my flight?”
“You got thirty minutes, so I’d hurry up if I was you.”
The boy nodded and started to get up. “Alright, thanks Wade.” He flicked it off, and looked over at the other boy sleeping in the bed, glad that his parents didn’t barge into his room in the middle of the night. “Sorry Josh…duty calls. You know how it is.”
The other boy didn’t respond, and just rolled over in his sleep.
The plane was running when they made it to the Middleton Airport. Ron was waiting there when Shego and Kim made it through security. It was amazing the extra amount of gear they let you carried when you were a famous hero.
An elderly looking man was their pilot, “Good to see you again Miss Possible. You as well Mr. Stoppable. May I ask who the new companion is?”
Shego made a small wave, dressed once again in a cutoff top and cargo pants she borrowed from Kim, thanks to the miracle of them having the same size, save for height, which Shego made up for by tucking the pants into the boots. “Shego.”
The man made a small and polite nod. “Glad to have you. Just don’t light the cabin on fire.” He said the last part with a small bit of amusement in his voice.
Shego looked at the other two who just shrugged. She shook her head and followed the man onto the plane.
The other two followed the woman onto the small jet.
The flight took several hours longer than they wanted it too, but there wasn’t much preventing that fact as they flew to their destination. Shego and Kim slept crumpled up against each other as Ron meditated quietly. Japan held a lot of memories for him since his first visit to the country, thanks to an exchange with a ninja school. Many of those memories were good, but some were bad.
He forced back a wave of emotion away from the memories that surfaced. His abilities had brought so much pain, so much sorrow. He hated having them, but they were as much as a part of him as his very skin. It was best described as having a second him under his own skin, the energy dancing there waiting to be unleashed. It took effort at times to keep it under control.
It was taking a lot of control at that moment.
He inhaled sharply, trying to focus his mind. It was going to take some serious effort to ensure that he didn’t go insane.
The plane touched down with a slight bump, waking up the two women. The trio exited the plane with a farewell. The man smiled and waved politely as they left.
“So…um...Kimmie…what did you do to earn a free flight from that guy?”
“Guest appearance at his grand daughter’s birthday.”
“Oh.”
Ron smirked, “She’s failing to mention the ice cream that ended up in her hair.”
Shego couldn’t help listening to juicy information, “Oooo…what kind?”
“Ron I swear to god that if you-“
“Rocky Road.”
Shego made a face, “That is an act of cruelty.”
“At least someone agrees with me,” Kim huffed.
Shego grinned, “You didn’t let me finish. That’s a waste of perfectly good ice cream!”
Kim growled and playfully bopped the other woman, “Well maybe it’s a waste of my good time to have sex with you.”
“Only if you like to torture yourself as well Princess.” The older woman snickered.
Drakken wasn’t hard to find. The blue skinned villain had been going about the town wrecking things. Shego whistled when they first laid eyes on the man. The villain was…bigger.
Much bigger.
He had the build that would have made a body builder feel puny, and something that was causing the hair on the back of Shego’s neck to stand on end. His fists were enclosed in blue plasma.
“Shego! Kim Possible! And…buffoon, glad you could make it! It wouldn’t have been much fun to crush this city without getting rid of you first.”
“How’d you do it Drakken? How’d you acquire those powers?” Kim sank into a fighting stance as she spoke.
“Easy enough when I discovered that there were existing artifacts that had the right kind of radiation to produce Team Go powers. Some careful work, and a little injection of the right compound, and here we go. A new and improved version of beautiful old me.”
Shego’s hands were lit up, “So you can make plasma like me, and you have super strength, anything else I should know about before I kick your ass?”
“My dear Shego, I would love to see you try.”
The woman lunged before Ron or Kim could stop her. She swung, a green streak following her fist. It was blocked by a surprisingly tiny hand on the now giant version of Dr. Drakken.
Shego gripped his fore arm and rotated on it, swinging for his head, but he just leaned his head back and avoided the maneuver. She tried everything she knew. Every punch, kick, trust, chop, nothing connected. The man just shrugged it off like she was a gnat.
“Too slow.”
A swift hit was all it took. Shego was down with a shot to her middle. She got off her knees and stood up. She was sweating. She was out of practice, not to mention fighting against something even faster than she was. She lunged again though. Again she was knocked aside, spinning through the air as Kim dove under her, catching the falling woman. She was out cold this time.
Fire was alive in her eyes, “Damn it…why’s you have to do it Shego?”
“KP?” Ron had seen that look before, and knew what it meant. That look made him nervous.
“Watch her Ron.”
Hell may not have a fury like a woman scorned, but a woman scorned had no fury like Kim Possible at that moment. The red head drove straight in, driving a series of punches right into the mad man’s midsection. She made a mental connection to an experience of punching a steel plate before, but her anger was greater than her pain threshold, and drove her on. He recovered slowly, too slowly as she popped up and drove a roundhouse across his face. The blue skinned man fell.
And then he was up again. A swift crack of his neck was all it took to make the world seem right again.
“Kim Possible, your little girl friend couldn’t beat me. You can’t beat me, so what hope do you have?”
She didn’t reply, but drew her grapple gun as she clenched her teeth, and fired. The shot flew and ricocheted perfectly, going into an arc around the villain’s legs, and tightening. His ankles shot together, and he tipped forward onto his knees. Drakken was far from finished in his book, as he grabbed the line and pulled.
She didn’t let go fast enough as she shot into him and her body ran into his forearm with a sickening thump. Kim was picked up and tossed at Ron, who managed to catch her with considerable ease.
“Ron…”
“Shh…KP…Let me handle this.” He set her down next to the other woman gently and stepped forward.
“Honestly I’m not sure where you got the bright idea that bigger is better considering your big plans end up going down just like the rest of them.”
“Buffoons have no room to talk about my shortcomings!”
Ron smirked and let the monkey out. “That’s alright with me, because buffoonery has been a bit of an act for a long time now. I’m actually really good at doing just what is needed to push KP that little bit to succeed in her mission.”
The blue man gaped at the blonde in front of him, “You expect me to believe that buffoon?”
“No, I expect you to quit over compensating for how much of a screw-up you are and give up.”
“I am not a screw-up!”
“Says you.”
Drakken gritted his teeth, and the blue flames around his fists erupted into large balls of burning plasma. Ron considered them a minor problem and let the larger man lunge.
The man swung his fists a blur of blue light, but Ron was faster. His smaller size let him duck, weave and dodge the larger man’s fists with greater ease than the man could produce to hit the boy.
Then Ron hit back. He leaned back onto his hands and pushed off, driving his heels into his opponent’s chin. The larger body was knocked back, collapsing on the asphalt for a moment. –That- he had felt. His lack of control over the plasma was evident by his inability to produce some of the more astounding effects Shego was known for, but they where still dangerous. And as if to prove this point he drove on into the ground as he got up.
Ron didn’t even acknowledge the feat, and motioned for Drakken to try again.
Kim held Shego as protectively as she could. She had been beaten in a matter of moments, but Ron, Ron was winning. It was baffling. “Ron?”
Almost as if on cue the blonde connected with the side of Drakken’s head with the back of his fist.
The larger man stumbled and lunged again, this time managing to connect with Ron. The problem wasn’t that he hit the boy; it was the boy had caught his fist in his hand. His hand that was currently covered in a burning ball of blue plasma.
Ron on the other hand didn’t seemed bothered by this fact as he rotated until he was holding the arm, working it so that he was pressing down on the forearm, trying to make the elbow bend like it wasn’t supposed too.
The loud crack that followed said he had done it.
Drakken screamed in pain and dropped to a knee, nursing the injured arm. He grit his teeth and attacked again. This was HIS plan, HIS new body, and he wasn’t going to be beaten by some BUFFOON.
The buffoon as it turned out had a different plan. With a low kick he broke a kneecap. Then the other one.
The pain was too much. Drakken dropped to his uninjured side in pain.
“I dunno….figured a matched set would do you good and all. That way it doesn’t look like you’re limping as much.”
“You…You buffoon! How could you do it?”
“A. Mystical Monkey Magic does wonders and B. You’re an idiot. You got buffed up, let some new powers go to your head, and then you pick a fight with your greatest rival. Face it, you need to retire. You’ve always needed to retire. You were never cut out for being a villain and you’ve used KP as an excuse to keep being one.”
“Bu-Bu”
“Shut-up. I’m not done yet. I mean come on, you use lasers for nearly every plot! And when it’s not a laser it’s almost always ‘death’ or ‘doom’ something. You’re not cut out for being a villain, much less a scientist. I suggest you talk to Global Justice when they cart your extremely genetically messed up butt in for counseling and try to get yourself a legitimate job.”
The blue man nodded weakly.
Ron walked over to Kim and knelt down next to her, “You okay KP?”
“Ron…?”
“Yes?”
“Remind me to hit you for hiding this from me for so long.”
“Will do.” Ron nodded solemnly.
“And Ron..?”
“Yes, KP?”
“I’m okay. Thanks.”
Okay, so Drakken has his butt officially handed to him by a main supporting character because it just made more sense. Sure Shego has the power, and Kim has a few gadgets, but Ron has the moves, training, and some sweet abilities just waiting just below the surface. Plus I like to throw a curveball at my readers every now and then.
I’d also like to say I really suck at fight scenes, so don’t hate me for that. I just did the best I could without spending a paragraph trying to describe one exchange of a punch and block.
Anyways read and review, just need to Epilogue this baby next. That’s right, this thing is almost over! Don’t hate me for that either….Please?