Lightning and thunder crashed loudly as Ron Stoppable tried to cover his ears and not listen to Kim’s rant. However, they were best friends, and as such, had helped each get through many a tough situation (and by tough situation, he didn’t mean the seemingly 400-odd times the two had fought things most people would never believe existed), so if there was any way he could help Kim, Ron knew he had to listen. Also, considering the mood that Kim was in at the current moment, if he didn’t listen, he’d probably end up a crater on the heel of her shoe, anyways.
“…and so, once again, Bonnie has singlehandedly ruined what was turning out to be the best week of my life!” Kim finished. Had Ron not known better, he would’ve made a joke about Kim PMSing right then and there. But again – crater on her foot. He knew better.
So he offered his advice instead. “Uh, Kim? Far be it for me to question your logic, but it doesn't really sound like Bonnie's the one who's to blame in this situation! I mean, the guy you're d –” At the look Kim gave him, Ron quickly caught himself. “Er, was, dating - is your problem here. She's almost innocent in this!”
“Oh, I know that, Ron,” replied Kim. A bumblehead Ron might’ve been, but what friend wasn’t one at some point?. “It's so totally the guy's fault, it's not even funny.”
“But it's just so much easier for you to hate Bonnie instead?” Ron countered, quite dryly.
Kim knew it was truth.
So she ignored him. “How's the security system, Wade?” she said, taking out the communicator.
“Nonexistent,” came the reply.
“Although,” said Ron, “Bonnie did say yes to him when she knew you two were dating…”
Wade continued. “The laser-guarded fence you already got past, there's one of Drakken's henchman at every corner & door - and that's it. No other protective measures!”
“Save one…” Kim growled. That one was Shego. God, how she couldn’t wait to kick that woman’s ass. “C'mon, Ron,” running off towards Drakken’s lair.
Lightning & thunder cracked above them again. Rufus popped out of Ron’s jeans pocket and helped him quickly get untangled from his parachute strings.
Once freed, the two chased after Kim.
Inside Drakken’s lair, Shego couldn’t stand it. She knew she could walk out of the place at any time, but for some reason, she didn’t feel like doing so. None of it changed the fact that she was bored as all hell. She looked up at the device Drakken had built. Maybe she could get a few more laughs out of the man. That was never boring.
“So, uh, Dr. D. - what's this thing do?” she asked.
Drakken immediately went on the defense, his voice rising and growing more insane as he relished the moment to brag about himself.
“It's not a thing, Shego, it's my Supernova Death Ray device - and it uses a sub-atomic generator to generate fusion energy in the three coils and merge those three into highly focused particle beams that I can set on any target I choose worthy of annihilation!”
Moron though he was, Drakken was surprisingly well-educated. Shego had no clue what she had just heard. Then again, it was more than likely that Drakken had no clue what he had just said. “Mm-hmm,” Shego replied, “and when you're caught trying to confuse the jury in your testimony?”
Drakken sighed, very annoyed. “It burns things. Is that all you wanted to hear, Shego?”
“No.” The unmistakable voice came from behind them. Shego spun around faster than Drakken.
Standing in the room a few metres away from them were Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable. An open duct above them notified Shego how they came in. But that didn’t matter. Kim was here. Finally! Now she knew she wasn’t going to be bored for a while.
“But I'm sure the only burning you'll be doing now is for revenge - when you're behind bars, Drakken!” Kim snarled, lowering her head and narrowing her eyes like a bull about to charge.
Shego was stunned. She’d fought Kim thousands of times, but never had she ever heard Kim this pissed off. She grinned, and decided to do something about that. “Owtch! That had some bite to it, Kimmy!” she taunted. “Whatsa matter, you not happy to see me?”
Kim took her pre-fight stance. “On the contrary, Shego - I've been just waiting for us be together again - so I can wipe the floor with your face!” she spouted viciously. She was waiting for Shego to charge her – though, if the woman didn’t do it soon, Kim was ready to actually attack her first.
Shego was impressed. Something had really set off Kim. “Awww - something's upset my wil’ Kimmie-poo!” she continued taunting. “Well then, just come over here,” Shego cracked her knuckles, green energy immediately flaring up over her hands, “and I promise I'll take care of you - for the rest of your freakin’ life!”
Rufus peeked out of Ron's pocket just as Shego jumped--
“The Supernova Death Ray doesn't just -- “burn things.” No…” The unfamiliar voice came out of nowhere and seemed to come from everywhere at once, stopping Shego and Kim in their tracks.
Rufus, startled by the new voice, dove back into Ron’s pocket.
“What was that?” Drakken looked around nervously.
“It's much more powerful than that.” The voice was cold – yet, it was surprisingly calm and collected. Shego would’ve been impressed - had this person not stopped her from fighting Kim.
“Was that you, Shego?” asked Drakken. “If this is another of your “belated” Halloween pranks-”
“It's NOT me, nimbnit!” Shego snapped. Drakken had uncanny luck. He was the most scaredy-cat supervillain who ever walked the freakin’ face of the Earth - the goddamned Cowardly Lion was braver than the blue-skinned lunkhead - yet, he was also one of the most ruthless villains alive.
“W-who's there?” asked Kim.
“Omnipresent voices…” Ron backed up. “I hate omnipresent voices…”
“Ron Stoppable.”
A gloved hand touched Ron's shoulder. “AAHHH!” He freaked out and ran to Kim, ducking and hiding behind her. “That was a hand…like a monkey's - THAT WAS A GLOVED MONKEY HAND!” he screamed. Nightmares of Camp Wannaweep were flooding back to him.
The gloved hand disappeared, drawing back into the shadows.
“Just like I thought. Weak.”
Kim was incensed. Easily scared though Ron was, she knew he wasn’t weak. Well, he was if you looked at it physically, but not mentally – or else the two would’ve been dead a long time ago. Whoever this person was, Kim didn’t like them. “If you're stronger, then why are you hiding? Why don't you show yourself?” she snapped. It took all her willpower in saving her anger. No. That was being reserved for Shego.
“I'm not hiding at all. You're just being blind to the darkness.”
Ron’s whole body shook like a Squigglevision cartoon. “Kim…don't bring the talking gloved monkey out here, please…”
“Ron, it's not a talking gloved monkey,” Kim reassured him.
Shego turned around. She could’ve sworn she’d heard something.
Catching Shego’s movement out of the corner of her eye, Kim followed suit.
“I see you've managed to find me in the dark -- Shego. That's very impressive.”
That was it. Shego was starting to reach Kim’s level of pissed-offness. Which was good, in a way – anger always made their fights more memorable. “Look, if you don't mind, I've been bored all day listening to Drakken yak on about this -- Supernova Death Gun-”
“-Ray, actually-” Drakken cut in.
“Whatever!” Shego scowled. “The point is, I haven't had anything to do today, so I'd like to enjoy this time by fighting Kimmie here-” She nodded at Kim, knowing the dip in hiding was clearly watching every move, “-so will you stop playing Lord of the Shadows and show yourself already?”
The figure melted out of the shadows directly behind Drakken. “I suppose I could do that.”
Drakken shrieked and ran to Shego. “What the-” Shego yelped as Drakken dove behind her, ducking away from the new arrival.
“That was not funny, Mister.” Drakken’s body quaked like San Franscisco during a baseball game. Shego couldn’t freakin’ believe it. “Ugh, jeez - you are the most pathetic person I have ever known!” she shot, looking down at the blue-skinned mad scientist.
Shego looked back up at the new arrival into the room. If they were a woman, she didn’t want them to take off the one-eyed orange-and-black mask they were wearing. It probably wouldn’t have been a great sight to behold. The matching silver, orange, and black suit they were wearing was pretty impressive, though. It looked like it was made of metal, yet it moved like it was made of cloth.
“So why stay as his sidekick, then?” the newcomer asked her in that same calm, collected voice they had been using earlier.
The question caught Shego completely off guard. “Uh-” She recovered quickly. Nobody was going to make a fool of her – even though Kim had more times than she could count. But then again, Kim was always the exception to the rules. “You know what, candy-corn face? That doesn't matter right now. What does is that you say who you are, tell us what you want, and get out of here so Kim and I can go back to the fight that we were just about to start when you barged in!”
The figure turned to Kim.
“Kim Possible.”
Damn, this freak stayed calm easily! Shego was almost interested in knowing how the bastard did it. But again, that wasn’t what she wanted at the moment.
“Huh?” asked Kim.
“Speaking of getting burned,” the person continued, “I hear you got dumped for your little rival on the cheer squad earlier today.”
Kim gasped. “What?”
Rufus popped out of Ron’s pocket with the equivalent of “Huh?”
“What was the name?” the person went on. “Oh yes: Bonnie.”
“How did you-”
“I know everything about you, Kim,” the person interjected, lowering their head and narrowing their eyes – if they did, in fact have two eyes, seeing as only one was visible through their mask.
Shego’s eyes lit up. Now THAT was good news! “Ooh! Kimmie got DUMPED?” she sneered.
“It would explain the harsher tone she had earlier…” Drakken piped up.
Shego grinned. “Oh, I am going to love this fight!”
“By the way, Shego,” the figure cut in, “You might want to move away from that wall.”
Drakken crawled away behind her, but Shego stayed put. “Why?”
She was answered when the wall exploded in a shower of bricks that leveled her instantly. Rufus dove back into Ron’s pocket as Ron, Kim, and Drakken stared at another intruder.
The new person was a boy – but not like other boys. No. Other boys weren’t damn near 80 machinery and electronics. Other boys couldn’t make their hand turn into a sonic cannon - well, without special effects. No, Cyborg was definitely a one-of-a-kind teenager. And his one-of-a-kind mind didn’t care about the other figures in the room at all. Both the electronic and organic sides were focused on one person, and one person only – the one in the one-eyed orange and black mask.
Slade.
“Thought you could run away from us, didn't ya', Slade?” Cyborg growled. “Well, nice-”
On cue, another boy, dressed in a red, green, and yellow getup with a black cape, appeared. He looked like a circus performer as he leapt through the hole and took out his bo staff in midair. Robin wasted no time. He was here for one person: Slade. “-TRY!” he said, finishing Cyborg’s sentence as he swung the bo staff down – hard. But Slade’s bo staff was out in time to block Robin's - then he kicked the Boy Wonder in the chest, knocking him away for a second. Robin recovered quickly, and as Cyborg moved in alongside him, barreled towards Slade. At the last second, Robin jumped onto Cyborg's shoulders and leapt off, tackling Slade – hard!
“Whoa!” Kim had no clue who these people were, nor who this Slade figure was, but nobody could’ve convinced her otherwise that what she had just seen hadn’t been impressive.
“Nice teamwork!” Ron added, just as impressed.
Slade & Robin rolled across the floor, each trying to kick the other off of them. Robin looked up. The wall was approaching. Slade, caught on the bottom of the roll, strained to see the wall - and Robin took full advantage of the tiny moment of hesitation to whip Slade over his head and pin the villain up against the wall. Cyborg walked over calmly, blocking Slade's escape route - his sonic cannon aimed and at the ready. “Don't even think about runnin.'”
Just then, a green energy blast slammed into Cyborg's arm.
“Whoah!” Cyborg protested. “Starfire, what the - huh?”
He looked down at the metal parts of his arm. They were partly melted. Starfire’s starbolts didn’t do that. His arm would’ve been obliterated had it been her, considering the force he’d felt on the impact. He looked over, back at the hole he’d created in the wall.
Shego stood in the rubble, her hands awash in green energy. “Yeah, you might wanna think about ducking next time -- Cyborg, was it?” She may have wanted to fight Kim, but there was no way this bozo was gonna attack her and not receive some punishment. However, she still held back. There was no sense in wasting energy on these clowns. No. She only went all out against Kim.
Then a different bolt of green slammed into Shego, sending her right back to the ground.
Starfire entered, her golden-skinned hands and green eyes glowing bright green. For an alien woman, Starfire had realized early on she looked very human.
Not knowing the origin of the new girl in the cut-off top, skirt, and damn near leg-high boots – not that he would’ve really cared that much, anyways - Ron’s eyes bugged. Kim scoffed in disgust. Ron was her friend, but she was seriously beginning to harbour a deep hatred for all things guy.
“Cyborg, assist Robin!” Starfire told her teammate. “I shall deal with this woman in green and black!”
Great. Shego was up against a girl – but not the girl she wanted to be up against. But, she figured if she was ever gonna get to fight Kim, she’d have to get by this girl first.
“Nice try, girlie, but can you FLY?” Shego snapped.
She grabbed a hanging rope and used it to run across the side of a stairways platform and launch herself at the girl - who stood where she was until the last second - when she actually DID fly – fast, and straight for her, reeling back a fist. Crap. Shego moved to block her face, anticipating the punch.
She never anticipated that the 2nd skinniest girl she had ever seen in her life would punch with enough force to send her soaring halfway across the room and create a crater when she landed.
Starfire flew over and landed gently in front of the temporarily-out-of-commission pale-skinned woman in green and black.
“Yes.”
The hairs on Ron’s arms stood up. “Flying? On second thought, not my type. Hey, why can't you punch like that, KP?”
The look she shot him told him one thing – crater on her foot. Ron shut up.
Their attention was renewed to elsewhere when Slade kicked Robin off him and bolted.
“Oh, get back here!” Cyborg bellowed, giving chase. BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! His sonic cannon sent chunks of wall flying as Slade dodged the multiple blasts fired from it.
Robin recovered, and ran back to the chase, but not before calling behind him.
“Beast Boy! NOW!”
Beast Boy ran in, scanning the room, assessing the situation. The green-skinned “changeling” - as his friends teasingly called him - clothed in a purple and black outfit, was usually the guy telling the jokes. But right now, jokes were out of the question. His mind was focused on person: Slade. There was no time for questions. He looked up in his scanning. Perfect.
Fulfilling his name, Beast Boy turned into a chimpanzee – albeit a green one - and hopped up onto the cables hanging down from the roof, using them as vines to swing out in front of Slade.
Ron’s brain nearly exploded. “He just-DID HE JUST TURN INTO A MONKEY?” he screeched.
Kim was right with him.
“He -- did…”