Shego and Ron froze in the middle of their fight. They heard they unmistakable sound of something exploding, and a bright white light flashed in the doorway that both Drakken and Kim had ran through earlier.
Shego’s blood ran cold. Was the machine supposed to…do that? Oh god, Kimmie… “Well, that’s my cue, Stoppable.” Shego smirked, putting on a proud face. “It’s been fun.” And with that, she quickly back flipped away from him and ran out the door.
As she charged to the room that she and Drakken agreed to meet at, only one thought raced through her mind: Be alive Kim…Just please don’t be dead…
Shego got to the meet-up room in a time faster than most could run a simple 50-yard dash. And what she saw stunned her.
“DRAKKEN! What--the--HELL!”
Ron tried to keep up with Shego, but by the time he got through the door, she was nowhere to be found. So he did the only thing he could do; he guessed. Up the hall, middle door, take a right, down the hall, left door, hey, hadn’t he passed that exhibit already?
This place is a fricken maze! Ron thought furiously. By the time I find KP she could be in serious trouble! Or worse…
Ron had to have been looking for at least 15 minutes. “KP!” Ron called desperately, “KIM!”
“Unngg…” Ron heard a faint moan.
“K…KP?” The sound came from behind a nearby door. Ron slowly approached the door and opened at cautiously.
“Oh, god…KP…” he whispered.
Kim Possible lay on the ground of the museum, unconscious and completely nude. Ron ran to her side, knelt down, and cradled her head in his lap. His tears made his eyes, but he held them back anyway. “Drakken…you are fucking SICK!” He yelled to universe, completely hysterical distraught. “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?”
Kim. Lying naked. Unconscious. Oh god, Kim, did he…what did he do to you? Jesus Christ.
Ron tenderly stroked her hair, now sobbing freely. He had to get them out there. He quickly took off his own shirt and carefully put it on Kim. It was large, so it covered every thing important. He lifted Kim into is arms warily; he had no idea she was so light.
Ron slowly began to walk to the exit. How he ever made it there was beyond him, the building was insane. Not to mention he couldn’t think straight. He walked as if he was mechanical--he just went where his legs took him. And he couldn’t take his eyes off of Kim. What did they do to you? What did he do…?
“Ron?” Ron’s attention snapped into reality.
“Who’s there?” Ron looked down and spotted his best friend.
Standing at only a few inches tall, Ron’s pet naked mole-rat, Rufus, was waiting at the back door, like they told him to. “Oh, hey buddy,” Ron said softly.
“KP?” Rufus squeaked in his raspy voice.
“She’s fine, Rufus, don’t worry,” Ron said for his own sake as much as Rufus’. Here, jump in my pocket. We’re leaving.”
“Well, Drakken? Are you going to explain why Kimmie is in your ARMS! Naked! And,” Shego moved closer to them and inspected Kim, “and UNCONSCIOUS? Drakken…what the hell did you do!”
Now Shego, don’t be hasty, this isn’t what it looks--” Drakken tried to explain.
“Shut up.” Shego said. She ignited her left hand and held it an inch from Drakken’s face. “If you value your features…and I don’t see why you would… you have 3 seconds to hand Kimmie over to me.”
“Shego, you haven’t even allowed me the chance to explain!”
“One…” Shego growled ferociously.
“Okay, here, here, take her!” he said, holding Kim’s delicate form out to her.
Shego put out her plasma and took Kim carefully into her arms. She gazed on her poor, vulnerable face and moved her hair out of her eyes. She was sweating all over, and shaking. Dr. Drakken merely watched as Shego gingerly knelt down and placed Kim on the floor. Without turning around she commanded Drakken, “Take off your coat.”
“Er--what?”
“Take. It. OFF,” Shego snarled.
“Of course!” Drakken practically shrieked, and quickly he took of his blue coat, leaving him in his boxers that read, “HotDoc” around the elastic band.
“Bring it here.”
Drakken complied.
Shego snatched the coat, still never looking at him, and lifted up Kim’s back so that she was sitting upright. Shego quickly slipped Drakken’s coat on Kim and fastened it up. She laid Kim back down and stroked her forehead one last time and saw Kim shiver under her touch, before standing up and finally facing Drakken.
“Now,” Shego said, her voice calm. Or at least, that’s how she appeared to be. Everyone, especially Drakken, knew that she only times that she really looked calm were when she was actually struggling to keep her cool. “You will tell me--exactly-- why I walked in here to find Kimmie naked, sweating, shaking, and unconscious. And don’t lie to me. I can promise you that the truth will make your beating much less painful.”
Drakken gulped. “Shego, I tried to explain to you before--” Shego glared at him. “--but now is as good a time as any to explain! Ahem… The initial meeting with Possible went extremely well, I had her exactly where I needed her to be.”
“And then you screwed it up. We heard an explosion--”
“--Not at all, Shego!” Drakken interrupted delightfully. “It was a complete success! The explosion you heard was merely the power of the ray. I never expected it to come out in such force… I had only tested it at a much lower level on the animals in the lab, you see…I suppose I should have anticipated that the discharge would be stronger on a more powerful level…” Drakken trailed off, apparently thinking.
Shego shot him a look of pure malice that said, “Do you want to live or not?” Hey, just because Shego told Drakken she’d never killed doesn’t mean she isn’t willing to start somewhere.
“Yes, anyway…ahem. I used the ray on Possible, as planned, and immediately afterward there was a blinding white light. The light dimmed after, oh, 3 minutes, which is relatively long, compared to how long I expected it to last… Well anyway, when the light dimmed…That was what was left,” Drakken said, nodding down to Kim.
“Kim Possible, naked and unconscious.” Shego said.
“Two of them.” Drakken stated with a smile.
“W-wait.” Shego stammered. “So…you are saying that it actually worked? Where is the other Possible, then?”
“Well, I performed the actually separation a few rooms over,” Drakken spoke like a surgeon. “I knew you and the buffoon would have heard the explosion and it wouldn’t be long before you’d both rush to the scene. So I left one Possible on the ground and took this one.”
“You just left her there?”
“I’m sure she’s fine, Shego. The buffoon should have her by now. I don’t see why you care, though.”
“I don’t care.”
Drakken eyeballed her. “Are you joking? After stomping in here and going all ‘Momma-Possible’ on me you expect me to believe you don’t care about her?” Drakken accused.
“I don’t care about her! But damn, I am a woman, and I didn’t appreciate seeing you holding a young, naked girl knocked out in your arms.” Shego said, “Do you have any idea what that looked like?”
“What are you--oh.”
“Yeah.”
“Well… I’m… glad we have that cleared up, then…Ahem.”
“…right. So…how did you know that this was the possible we wanted?” Shego asked, gazing upon the unconscious Kim. She felt tug at her heart and resisted the urge swoop Kim up and hold the poor thing.
“Well…Yes, um you see, I wasn’t exactly banking on Possible finishing the separation unconscious… That was quite unexpected. I was just sort of hoping we could…um ask them.”
“…THAT was your plan, Dr. D.! That is NOT a plan! So what, you just grabbed one? We don’t even know which this is?”
“Well, the Possible I left still had one thing on her body… A diamond necklace. I suppose diamonds are too powerful for even my ray to have destroyed. Anyway, I assumed that the necklace was a gift or something, and that stands for caring and compassion…or something.”
“So you figured the one with the necklace might very well be the Light-Kim.”
“I really had nothing else to go on. Hey, if we’re wrong--”
“And by ‘we’ you mean ‘you.’”
“Right. If I am wrong, it shouldn’t be hard for us to just switch them.”
“And by ‘us’ you mean ‘me.”
“Exactly.”
“Fair enough. Now let’s get out of here, I don’t want to look at your half-naked blue ass anymore.”
Drakken looked down and blushed, as if just remembering he was standing in his undies. He quickly scampered outside to their copter.
Shego proceeded to lift Kim of the ground and hold her close to her chest. I’m just glad you are okay, Kimmie--er--Kimmie 2? Whatever, at least you are alive.
Ron stared at Kim, who was still lying in her bed. He was sitting on a chair that was next to her bed, his elbows on his knees and his head resting in his hands. It had been a little over five days since Ron had found Kim…this way… and she still hadn’t regained consciousness. Kim’s parents were revolted when Ron arrived at their doorstop with no explanation as to why their daughter was in such a state. They immediately called a doctor (Mrs. Possible was far too distraught to do the inspection herself), who examined Kim and, much to everyone’s relief, found no sign of… “forced entry.” But what he also couldn’t find was a reason for Kim’s ongoing unconsciousness.
Ron tried his best to clarify what happened for the Doctors Possible, but he didn’t even really know the details himself. He wished he could answer all Mr. Possible’s questions, but he all he could do was offer meaningless apologies or just shrug.
“And she was just laying there, Ron?”
“What were you doing away from her?
“How long had she been like this before you found her?”
“Did Drakken tell you why he would do such a thing?”
“What DID he do to my daughter?”
Meanwhile, Ann Possible could do nothing but cry.
Even Wade found the energy to get up and come visit Kim in person. He performed a million checks at Ron’s request, but everything came up normal. “The most important tests are for if…are for when Kim regains consciousness.”
And so there was always at least two people in the room with Kim at all times. A friend, a parent, a doctor, a Tweeb; there was always someone around to keep an eye on the slumbering girl.
Today, the sixth day of Kim’s unconsciousness, it was Ron and Monique. Neither of them said a word, for there was nothing to say.
Kim Possible’s eyes slowly opened. She looked around, feeling extremely drowsy, and yawned quietly. Ron and Monique were here! What a pleasant surprise!
“Ron?” Kim’s voice cracked and it took her off guard. How unexpected. Ron’s head, which was buried in his hands, snapped up. He was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot and he looked as though he hadn’t slept in a week. “Monique?” Kim asked. She didn’t look much better than Ron “This is new! Do you often watch me sleep? Or… were we having a slumber party?” Kim asked, smiling.
Ron and Monique shared matching expressions: their jaws were dropped, their eyes wide.
“Um…guys? Yoo-hoo…? Anybody home?”
“…”
“…”
“…?”
“KP! THANK GOD!” was all Kim heard before 300 or so pounds of teenager was forced upon her.
“MRS. POSSIBLE! SHE’S AWAAAKE!”
“Finally…she’s awake.” Drakken mumbled to himself. Kim had been lying unconscious on a stretcher for almost a week. He knew the recovery process was lengthy, but he was starting to get worried. Keeping Shego from destroying him proved to be a challenge, as well (“Really, Shego! Eh…This is absolutely what is supposedto happen!” ).
But now her eyes were slowly beginning to open. Shego was out somewhere, stealing something or other, Drakken supposed. Shame, she would have wanted to be here when Kim woke up. No matter.
“Possible…? Er--Kim? Can you hear me?” He shone a light in her eyes. Her pupils dilated normally.
She only grumbled in response to his question.
“Good. Do--you--know--who--I--am?” Drakken spoke as if he was talking to a toddler or a foreigner.
“Do--you--mind--getting--that fucking light out of my face?” Kim snapped, squinting. “And, last time I checked, you were Drakken.” And for some reason, Kim found herself completely unafraid.
“Amazing! It worked! My brilliant plan worked!”
“That’s a first.”
“Ohhh, Kim, you have no idea how happy it makes me to hear you say that!”
“Ummm…okay? You wanna explain a little?” Seriously, Kim had a pounding headache, and she really wasn’t in the mood for this guy.
“Yes, yes, of course. Here, let me help you up.” Drakken grabbed one of Kim’s arms and yanked her so that she was sitting upright.
“OUCH! Watch it!” Kim rubbed her head, “Jesus, what did I drink?”
“You drank nothing…this is all my doing!” claimed Drakken, devilishly.
“…you did this to me?” Kim asked blankly.
“Yes!”
“Good, then I know whose ass to kick when I feel a little better.” Kim said, laying back down.
“Do you remember anything, Kim?” Drakken asked, ignoring her statement.
“Before waking up here? Only a bright light. Well, that and your unsightly face. And a lot of pain.” Kim shot up again, and leapt out of bed, seemingly rejuvenated, and grabbed Drakken by the collar of his coat, lifting him a foot off of the ground. “What the hell did you do to me, Drakken?” Feeling a breeze around her legs, Kim looked down. “Ew! And what the hell am I wearing?” Drakken had changed her out of his coat and put a hospital-esque type gown on her a few days ago.
“Easy, easy, Kim!” Drakken said, wrenching her hand off of his collar, causing him to stumble to the ground. “Please, sit. I will explain it all.”
“…fine.” Kim sat down back on her stretcher and crossed her legs.
“First: do you have any questions?” Drakken asked.
“Yeah, what the hell is going on?”
“Other then that?”
“…how long have I been here?”
Drakken said matter-of-factly, “Approximately 5 days, 16 hours, and,” he checked his watch, “34 minutes. It’s about 3pm.”
“That long? Wow. Must be some shit you pulled on me. I would it explain it slowly, if I were you. Very slowly. You know, to delay the pain.”
“Um…right…Well you see, it started when…”
“You found me like how? ” Kim asked Ron, appalled.
“I know, KP, it’s awful. We still have no idea why Drakken did or how--”
“Come on now, Ron. I’m sure Kimmie-cub doesn’t want to talk about this right now.” Mr. Possible interrupted. “Can you stand, sweetie?”
“Actually, it’s best the she lie down, for now.” Wade said. “And I should ask her a few things that could help with later testing. Since she just woke up and all,” Wade explained.
“…right, right. Of course.”
“Kim, do you know where you are?” Wade asked slowly.
“In my bedroom, of course. With all of you.”
“Good. Do you know how long you’ve been here?”
“Umm….overnight?” Kim guessed cheerfully.
“Okay. Do you remember anything, anything at all, from before you woke up?”
“Hm… not really… I remember this big white light…and a really, really, bad headache. And now I’m here.” Kim frowned.
“Interesting. We’ll talk about this in a little. I have to go study some things, Kim, maybe try to check out some security videos, but I’ll be back later.”
“Wade, you’re here!” Kim yelped, apparently only just recognizing Wade’s existence, and everyone looked at her as though she was crazy. “I mean, of course he’s here, but I mean…you aren’t on a screen! You came to visit me!” She giggled, “Come gimme a hug!” She outstretched her arms.
“Um…sure.” Wade came over and hugged her awkwardly. “I’ll see you later.” And with that, he left the room.
“So…” Kim said, propping the back of her head up with her hands, “Any idea Drakken stripped me and left me on the ground?”
Ron was surprised at Kim’s bluntness. She was taking this…well. Too well. “We have no idea. Sorry, KP. But I promise you, I promise you, we will get to the bottom of this.” Ron stated very seriously.
Kim stared at him for a few moments and tilted her head, as if thinking something over. “Don’t even worry about it!” She finally said with a smile. “I’m fine! Well, ignoring this pounding headache… But I’m not hurt. Neither are any of you. And Wade came out of his room. Everything will sort itself out.”
The room was speechless. What happened to Kim while she was knocked out? The Kim they all need knew would be out of bed and after revenge by now.
“Hey mom, do we have any Cookies ‘n’ Cream left? I am starved. ”
“So, let me get this straight…” Kim had to say that she was a little confused, at the least. “After I thoroughly kicked your butt, your two months of silence was spent creating a device that split me into two personalities…”
“A light half and a dark half, yes,” Drakken piped.
“Right…so that you could team up with the dark half, and be completely and utterly unstoppable?” Even Kim had to admit that the idea was compelling.
“Precisely!”
“Interesting. And which half am I?”
Good question, Drakken thought. “Which do you feel like?”
Kim laughed a haughty, denoting laugh. “You mean you don’t even KNOW? Ha ha haha!” Drakken watched on her, his resolve draining. Suddenly Kim stopped laughing and appeared thoughtful. She carefully stepped off the stretcher and wobbled a little, but didn’t fall.
Having obtained her balance, Kim made eye contact with Drakken and stared at him directly. She could see the beads sweat of sweat dripping down his protruding brow; she could practically smell his fear like a snake does a human’s. She smiled and turned her back to Drakken, and felt him relax.
Then with unpredictable speed, she whipped around and punched him directly in the nose. He fell back in a split second, blood was everywhere and he was seeing stars. She strode toward him and said, “Can we assume who I am now, Drakken?”
Holding his nose and still on the ground, Drakken offered weakly, “E-evil Kim?”
“Well, yeah, that.” She knelt down and saw Drakken visibly wince as Kim lowered herself so that she was only a few mere centimeters away from his ear. “I am now your worst nightmare,” she whispered faintly. She heard him shudder as she stood up.
“Wow, I pictured that whole thing a hell of a lot cooler in my head… Oh well. Later, Drakken. Oh, and thanks for this.” Kim said simply, and walked toward a nearby window, presumably to jump out of it.
“Kim, wait!” Drakken yelled, scrambling to his feet, still clutching his nose. He was not about to let his perfect plan fail, just like that.
Kim stopped. “What is your deal? Are you seriously misinterpreting a broken nose? I have nothing more to say to you.” With that, she climbed to the window, and had one foot on it when--
“Kimmie?”
Kim froze in place. That voice--Kim smirked. “…Shego.”
A/N: Aliiiiiive! They’re alive!
Ahem…yes. Anyway… I swear, I SWEAR that you people will have to wait a few days for the next update for a couple reasons:
School starts again tomorrow so I will not have as much time to write. On top of that, it’s Mid-term week. Yikes.
Now that Kim is separated into two, I need to take some serious time on the characters. In the next chapter you will see the traits that they were really created to inherit develop.
And lastly… Is a review so much to ask? You read it, you review it. It’s that simple. And it’s all I want in return for hours of slaving away in front of a hot computer screen. D Seriously though, everyone knows that it’s reviews that prompt a fanfic author to update faster…Just saying… ?