Diary,
It's Kim again. Shego has been adjusting to life around here very well. The Tweebs haven't been vaporized yet, but I think that's because Shego has twin brothers of her own, who can subdivide into copies of themselves as well.
Wade, who mysteriously seems to know about this before I told him I do think Shego had a hand in that, but it's okay, has been helping to remove any traces of her from criminal databases so she can start over in life.
Well gotta go. She's out of the shower, and that means we can go get her things out of Drakken's lair.
Kim snuck up on Shego, who was attempting the dry here hair. A small feat in itself considering the amount of it. The redhead pounced and latched onto the older woman, who's pale green skin shimmered with the beads of water that covered it.
“Kimmie…it's very hard to get ready when you're latched onto me. It's -very- sweet, but difficult.”
“Awwww…” Kim put on her best puppy dog pout.
“Nuh-uh. That is not going to work on me.”
It took approximately three seconds for Shego to break down. The two kissed tenderly before Shego attempted to pry free.
“Come on Kimmie. The sooner I get ready, the sooner we can go, which means we get back sooner, then we can do whatever you want.”
Kim got a strange look on her face, “Anything I want?”
“Anything.”
“Including dressing you up like a maid?”
Shego wasn't sure she was liking were this was going, “Yes, maid outfits are not out of the question.”
“And if I want to ravish said maid?”
“Then maid outfits are definitely allowed.”
Kim let go and skipped off, which caused Shego to blink, with a large grin on her face. Shego was sure she was going to like where that idea was going, but then again Kim was full of surprises. She decided to hope for the best as she finished drying off, and pulled her clothes. It was the same sweater and jeans from the day before, over the same dark green underwear, but until she got some more clothing it was either that or she would have to wear the cat suit, which was tore up to hell, so that really wasn't an option.
She was pounced by Kim as soon as she walked the now shared room. The girl was damn cute, Shego would give her that, but she had a bad habit of clinging onto Shego like the former thief was going to disappear if she wasn't tackled, even though Shego made sure she was there everyday for Kim whenever she got home for over a week now. She even managed to not go crazy with worry when Monty Fisk, the self proclaimed Monkey Kung Fu master, unleashed his latest hair brained scheme, which was diffused by Kim. She still couldn't see the usefulness of Ron, but she was sure Kim had her reasons for bringing him along on her missions.
“Kim. Relax, I'm not going to disappear on you. It'd hurt me just as much as it'd hurt you to do it.”
Kim looked embarrassed, “Sorry…it just seems like if I blink, I'll lose you.”
Shego ruffled Kim's hair, “Princess, I have no plans of leaving you. For any reason. So come on, let's get going so I will hopefully never have to see Drakken again.”
Kim smiled, “Alright. But only because you make such a convincing argument.”
The two where using a small Harrier style cargo jet that the military agreed to loan Kim thanks to her aide during the Commodore Puddles incident. As long as she agreed returned the prototype that is.
The jet was a sleek dark grey, and looked like it was asking to be flown. The two climbed in, Ron had refused to come, muttering something about not trusting Shego's ability to fly a jet.
Kim honestly didn't have any problems with it all, and actually fell asleep during the flight.
The landing went without incident, actually if it wasn't for the fact that Shego had used a pass code to gain them safe entry, she would have though it was too easy. They found Shego's room, which Kim was surprised to see was sparsely furnished and had even less decorations. In fact the only things in there were a rack of cat suits Shego owned, a bathing suit that had been carelessly tossed on the bed, a picture of Kim on the nightstand which was surprising to Kim, and an album of every time Kim had appeared in the paper, Shego related or not.
“So I'm not the only obsessed one out of the two of us.”
Shego blushed, “I used to have a plush toy I made…but I lost that in the volcano lair.”
Kim grinned, “Well now you can snuggle with the real deal instead.”
“Shego! There you are! And…Kim Possible! What are you doing here?” Drakken's voice broke the mood. Kim cursed to herself and turned around.
“We're picking up Shego's things. And if you interfere I swear I'm going to make you WISH I sent you to prison.”
Drakken put his hands up in surrender, “Actually since you're here, I think you can interfere instead.”
“Drakken,” Shego hissed, “If you do anything to Kimmie I'm going to make what she does to you seem like a Sunday picnic.”
Drakken grinned, “Actually it's what she is going to do to you.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out what looked like a pistol. “You see this? It's armed with nano-machines. By combining these little beauties, with the Moodulator patch, and I have created a way to make a certain teen heroine into my evil little puppet!” He waved the gun around grandly, “So much for being an idiot, eh Shego?”
Shego growled, “If you even think of doing it Drakken you're not going to live to see tomorrow.”
“Oh, I've thought of doing it already.” He aimed and squeezed, followed by the gun firing.
“I'm just saying Monique, I don't trust Shego. Her and KP go together like gravy and corn flakes!”
Monique sighed into the phone, “Ron, stop. I've seen them. Shego honestly cares about Kim. I honestly doubt she'd do anything to hurt Kim. Besides if you're so worried, why didn't you go with them?”
“Have you ever been in a plane that Shego was flying? It's madness, pure madness. I wouldn't last five seconds, much less a round trip.”
“Look, Ron, you need to face the facts. Kim and Shego are an item. And may God have mercy on the idiot who gets between them. Even if that idiot turns out to be you.”
Ron sighed, “I guess you're right Monique.”
“Good, now can I hang up and get back to work? I do have a job you know.”
“Alright, alright. Later Monique.”
“Bye Ron.”
Ron hung up the phone, and looked over at Rufus, who was pacing on the coffee table, as Ron had been doing in the living room. “Rufus, why does it feel like something is wrong despite what Monique says?”
The naked rodent went into deep though then shrugged.
Ron sighed, “My thoughts exactly.”
His worrying was interrupted by a weak pounding on the front door. “Coming!”
He opened it and was nearly floored by a battered Shego.
“What happened? Where's KP?”
Shego looked up at him, her eyes brimming with pain.
“Where's Kim?” Deep in him Ron could feel the powers of the Mystic Monkey Magic awakening. The hair on his neck stood on end, “Shego. Where. Is. Kim?”
Shego looked down, “Drakken got her. The bastard got her. I wasn't able to stop him.” She broke down, shaking with each sob.
Ron let go, feeling his insides snap. The monkey inside of him was fully awake now. And it was pissed. Drakken was going to pay for this.
“Why did he capture her?”
Shego sniffled a few times, trying to talk before she succeeded, “He shot her…with some new nano machine version of a Moodulator patch…a version to make her evil and under his control.”
Ron felt himself go numb. “Evil Kim? Is that what happened to you?”
Shego nodded numbly, “I barely got away. I couldn't bring myself to fight back. I couldn't bring myself to hurt her.” She broke down again.
Ron pulled out his version of the Kimmunicator, which he called the ‘Ron Com’ and called Wade, “Wade we have a sitch.”
Wade nodded, “Shego told me. To reverse what has been done to Kim though we need to capture her, restrain her and get a sample of those nano machines.”
“Wade? Add mind control to the list of things I really hate.”
“Above or below monkeys?”
“Ehhhh…below…but just barely.”
Ron hung up the device and looked up, Shego had already disappeared. Now he had to find her if he was going to save Kim. He sighed. The Mystic Monkey maybe pissed, but the person known as Stoppable-san, the Chosen One, was broken. He would have rather live the rest of his life in a wheelchair, even a regular, non-cyborg enhanced one, than have to face Kim in a fight. Much less a Kim who wouldn't be holding back for anything now.
Diary,
I am going to KILL Drakken. No ifs ands or buts. Drakken is toast. He took Kimmie from me, and now he needs to pay in the most painful way possible.
I just can't stand it. For the second time in my life I was powerless. I couldn't stop him from infecting Kim, couldn't stop him from controlling her, and I couldn't stop her from hurting me.
Am I really that weak that I can't save her? Have I really lost that much of myself to the darkness inside that I can't even save her?
Why can't I do it? Why can't I be strong like she is? Why can't I overcome my pain and save her?
I don't deserve her. I never did. And now…I don't know if I can save her.
Kim was still there when it happened. She saw it all. She saw Drakken fire, and felt the dart hit her neck. She felt her body become disconnected from her control and watched as Shego's face was overcome in horror, and how she looked broken inside as Kim had attacked.
She felt it as well. The darkness that had always been there, it was there in every person, but it had now grown, and shoved her out of the way. She was a prisoner of herself in her own mind.
She would have cried if she could. She mentally curled up inside of herself and prayed to be saved. Prayed that Shego could free her from what she had become.
Short chapter. Sorry for the cliché mind control bit. At least I'm taking a fresh angle with it, right?