Dawn had come early. At least it seemed that way. Dr. James Possible couldn't sleep the night before. Partially because he was worried about his daughter, and partially because he was having trouble stomaching his daughter loving a woman.
Especially an international criminal who can generate green plasma at will. He reminded himself.
As if to speak of her with that thought Shego shuffled into the kitchen. She barely acknowledged him with a slight grunt. Then again she barely acknowledged that the kitchen table was there as she narrowly avoided it, so he didn't feel too off put by it.
“Sugar is in the cabinet above the coffee pot.”
“Mank-you,” Shego mumbled as she poured herself a large mug of the dark liquid. She wasn't much of a morning person, so her original plan of leaving at dawn was obviously the result of getting caught up in the moment…or something. She mused softly to herself as she sipped the dark liquid softly. It wasn't nearly as strong as she liked, but it wasn't bad either.
She slid into a chair across from the scientist and for the first time since she had gotten out of bed, opened her eyes. “Oh…morning…”
He couldn't help but chuckle, “Not a morning person are you?”
She shook her head, “Night owl actually.”
He made a mental note of this and sipped his own mug. “Shego…I just wanted to say…take care of Kim. She's still young, and fragile.”
Shego blinked. She knew she had been on rocky ground around the house, but was there anyone who hadn't been pretending they were alright about her and Kim? She pushed the thought out of her mind, “I plan to take care of her to the best of my ability.”
His eyes gave away that he didn't really trust what she said, but he sighed, “Alright. Then you have full permission to date my daughter, as long as you don't get her pregnant somehow, interfere with school, or prevent her from saving the world.”
Shego was a little speechless for a moment, “Thank-you very much Mr. Possible.”
“Call me James or I'll start charging you rent.” He had an amused expression in his eyes.
“I'd rather stick to the polite formal thing. Even if it means I shell out money.” She finished off her coffee and got up, “Now if you excuse me…I need to go get Stoppable, or else Drakken is going to keep Kimmie from coming back.”
“Alright, get going.”
Shego nearly sprinted out of the kitchen after depositing her cup in the sink. It was time to raid Kim's closet again. This time for the cat suit that had come from the mind control incident.
It fit like a glove. Shego thanked the gods the suits were adjustable, and that Kim was only a little shorter than Shego, or else she would have had to wear the trashed one from the tunnel collapse.
Ron it turned out, had fallen asleep meditating, so naturally was beyond late. But Shego forgave him, feeling that it'd be hypocritical for her to complain with how hard it had been for her to get up.
Ron had apparently arranged transportation with Wade the night before, because a jet was waiting at the airport for them. The pilot obviously recognized Shego, but didn't say anything, figuring there was a good reason she was riding in the jet, and Kim Possible wasn't.
The base wasn't hard to find, Drakken hadn't left the one he had been in a couple days prior. But Shego quickly found herself locked out of the system. Plan A wasn't lost though as her hands lit up. The door didn't stand a chance.
Ron winced at the smolder slag that was left, and mentally thanked any and all higher powers that he had never gotten her that pissed.
The two snuck through the halls without a sound, and quickly found Drakken's main lab. As expected Kim was there, sleeping on a stool that was near a work bench. Shego carefully snuck over and tapped the girl, who mumbled something. Shego tapped her again, “Kimmie…? You alright?” She wasn't expecting a reply though, if the girl was under mind control she wouldn't be able to ‘wake-up’ until Drakken told her too.
Instead a fist shot out like lighting, and knocked the unsuspecting woman on her back. She got up into a crouch in a flash. She could feel the blood trickle down her lip, and she ignored it. Something was officially very wrong.
Kim stood facing Shego with a look in her eye that couldn't be described as anything less than pure evil. She grinned at the sight of the blood and lunged, her fingers acting like claws as she swung for the woman's head. But her head wasn't there anymore.
Shego's elbow came into Kim's stomach. The redhead gasped as she hit the ground. She was up again faster than usual and swung a low kick as the other woman's ankles. Shego saw it coming and popped up, but the kick redirected in an arc and knocked her out of the air. She hit the ground and rolled to a stop. The shit had officially hit the fan. She was going to bring Kim in either willingly, or unconscious if necessary.
It's for her own good, She told herself as she dropped into a fighting stance that was second nature to her. Her hands weren't aflame this time. Kim lunged again. The women kept trading dodges, blocks and blocks across the floor first one way, then another.
Drakken, hearing the cursing and yelling, and staggered into the lab in his pajamas. Ron was surprised to see the lack of footies and figure Drakken was trying a change of pace as the blue skinned villain realized what was happening.
“Shego, so you've come back. And you brought the buffoon. This is simply too good.” He cackled as he reached over and smashed a red button with one of his tiny hands.
Ron still couldn't believe how tiny those hands were when a large number of thugs dressed in red jumpsuits came rushing in. Drakken waved dramatically, “Get the buffoon!” They thugs rushed Ron, but he let himself go, the Mystical Monkey Magic taking over as he closed his eyes and dropped into a defensive stance. The thugs swung, grabbed at and generally tried to thrash him, but it was like trying to punch water. He was dancing outside of their finger tips like they meant nothing to him.
Rufus sensed an opening and darted from Ron's pocket and straight for the blue madman. With a dash he was up the pajama leg and making laps around the inside of the pajama top, evading capture as Drakken danced, wiggled and trashed to get rid of the rodent.
Ron sighed, realizing that while effective, he was getting bored with the goons, so he did was came as second nature, he began to beat on them. It started with a simple side kick to a knee, which buckled with a sickening pop, then a dislocated shoulder for another goon. The harder they fought him, the faster they fell. But they kept coming. Spotting a broom as he danced around the thugs, he grabbed it and broke the head off. Hell had just been unleashed in the form of Ron Stoppable.
Goons started falling faster. Even the ones with tazer staffs where getting beaten. Badly.
Shego ducked under a rabid swing by Kim as she narrowly avoided a flying thug, and swung back. The two were both riddled with bruises and scratches, though Shego was losing a considerably larger amount of blood compared to Kim, who was tearing open the dark haired woman's skin every chance she got.
“Kimmie, I love you and all, but even this is a bit much for a lover's squabble.”
Kim sneered, “Who said anything about loving a bitch like you?”
Shego fought of the pain of the verbal hit and drove her knee into Kim's kidney. The girl was going to feel that one later that much was sure. Somehow during the fight Shego had found herself not fighting to stop Kim, but fighting to save herself. This version of Kim was darker, crueler, and a lot move violent than her usual opponent. It took more force to keep her down for even a second and this fact was bothering Shego.
She wanted to save the girl not kill her. Kim swung at the older woman again, who ducked, then felt a sharp tug at her scalp. Kim had grabbed her hair. She saw it coming, but couldn't evade it with the short leash she had now been given, and Kim's knee connected squarely with her face.
Shego hit the ground hard and coughed, spitting blood and a tooth. She did really not like where this was headed.
Kim stood there though with an odd look in her eye.
“You like this Kim? You like seeing the woman you love lying there, bleeding?” The voice seemed to come from everywhere at once, invading the girl's small portion of her mind she still controlled.
As Kim's anger rose up, she felt a chuckle come from the darkness, “That's right. Get angry. Go ahead. The darker you get the more you become like me.”
“I am nothing like you.”
“You are me, and I'm you. I'm the embodiment of every shred of hate, anger and violence you have ever felt. And you know it. This isn't the first time I've existed though. You remember the other time, don't you? When you kicked Shego into that electrical field.”
The words cut into Kim like a knife. This thing…was her. She forced herself to be stronger than she felt. “You are nothing. NOTHING to me. I am not going to let you hurt her anymore!”
Shego couldn't explain it. The look in Kim's eyes looked as if she was angry, peaceful, and depressed all at once. She slid to her feet, wincing as her right side told her that she had cracked a rib with that last impact.
Kim didn't stay that way very long though. She dropped to her knees and clutched her head, and screamed. It was unlike anything Shego could remember, and the room froze and stared at the source of the sound that curled their blood. Ron dropped a goon he had been pummeling and focused on what was happening.
Kim rose to her feet again, her eyes making her look like a woman possessed. She didn't say anything, she just ran. Shego chased her, trying to catch up to the redhead. The girl was faster than Shego remembered and slipped out of the door that Shego had entered the lair through. The door that led to a cliff. Shego's blood froze as she saw Kim continue running, then saw her go over the edge. She stopped there on the edge of the cliff looking over it. She didn't see anything though. No Kim. No body. No blood. Nothing. She dropped to her knees, and cried.
Ron came up behind her and put his hand on her shoulder, but Shego pushed him away. She rose to her feet and made her way back to where Drakken was. The madman looked a lot less blue and a lot paler when he saw the look in Shego's eyes. She lifted him by his pajama top and brought his face to hers so his eyes had nowhere to look but right into hers.
“What. Did. You. Do. To. Her?”
“I didn't do anything to the girl Shego.”
She clenched her teeth, she didn't have the patience to put up with him, “You have one second to explain what you did, or I will personally tear your fucking skull off. Got me?”
Drakken nodded weakly, “The dart…and the nano machines. They brought out her dark side. And implanted the suggestion that if she listened to me it'd make her…well happy…”
“Is that all?”
“And…they are currently regulating her mind so that it stays that way…” Drakken trailed off in fear as the look in Shego's eyes had gone from violent to homicidal. She dropped him and put her fist into the wall, the metal melting around her gloved fist.
Drakken scurried for someplace safe as Shego stomped back to the door where Ron was staring in awe. He was really glad he had never pissed Shego off. She looked at him, and her face softened. She was on the verge of tears again.
“I'm sure she survived.”
Shego looked out over the cliff, “I know she survived. She's had worse happen. But…but…” She leaned against Ron, and broke apart.
“Face it Kimmie. You'll never escape from me.”
“Get out, get out GET OUT!” Kim held her head. It was throbbing. She had managed to overpower the darkness, but she wasn't sure for how long. It was fighting with her for control. She had to get it out of her head. She had to get free.
“Kimmie…come on…join me. You'll be happier that way.”
“No I won't. I want Shego. But you want to kill her. How is THAT going to make me happy?”
“You won't have to fight me anymore if you just give in.”
Kim clawed at her head. She had to get it out. She had to escape it. She got to her feet and started to run. She wasn't sure why she was running but anything was better than just sitting there and listening to It.
Diary,
I've lost Kimmie again. She jumped over a cliff, and I lost her. I'm sure she's out there somewhere, but I don't know where to look. I feel so lost.
Her parents have started working on the problem as soon as I told them what Drakken had told me. Stoppable, despite being a buffoon had managed to swipe one of the darts Drakken had made, so a cure should be easy enough to be created.
I'm sorry about the tears though. I just feel like I've had my heart ripped out and stomped on by the one person who's ever cared for me no matter what happened.
Why can't it be simpler? Why can't Kimmie and I just be able to have this big happy ending?
Why does it all have to hurt so much?
Shego dropped the pen and cried. She had gained the ultimate joy in her life only a week ago to lose it not once, but twice. She didn't know what to do. And she didn't know how to be stronger anymore.
Author's Notes: Someone is going to hate me for doing that. I'm sure of it. Well enjoy anyways! Next chapter up as soon as I write it!