Kim and Ron were by Cyborg and Beast Boy, next to Kim's half-demolished house. Mr. Possible was comforting a just-stopped-weeping Mrs. Possible. Clearing the wreckage were Starfire & Raven. Robin stood nearby Starfire, but was watching Dr. Drakken warily.
Cyborg stood up unplugging cable in his left arm from a small device. He unplugged Kim's communicator from the other side of the contraption, and Wade reappeared on the communicator's screen. “Welp, that triple-switch byline cross flux compression almagator trick worked like a charm, Wade.” Cyborg grinned. “Good thinking.”
“Yep,” said Wade over the communicator.
“Sooo, what'd the scanning pick up?” asked Beast Boy.
Cyborg gestured. “Robin, you better come over here.”
Robin never left Drakken out of his sight as he strolled over. “What'd you find?”
Cyborg sighed. “It doesn't look good. When Slade said “Miniature Supernova Death Rays,” he wasn't kidding. These things are tiny. We barely picked them up in the scan.”
“Just where are they?” asked Kim, barely containing her anger once more. Ron took a step away from her, but she happened to notice the action. Her head whirled to look at him. “What?”
Ron immediately threw his hands up. “Nothing! Nothing…”
Wade typed for a second. “Okay - the one at Middleton High is in the parking lot somewhere - you'd think it'd be the easiest one to get a fix on, but the signal's incredibly weak…”
“We don't need a scan to know where the area the one by Terra is,” Cyborg cut in, “but Slade's got it pointed straight down at her…”
“…And the one with the twins & Team Go is under some abandoned little town between Middleton and the Titans’ city,” finished Wade.
“Not abandoned.” Beast Boy’s back was to everybody. “Destroyed.”
“Destroyed?” Kim wondered.
“Unfortunately. By Terra. Right before she met us. She tried to help someone who was in trouble there, but she lost control of her powers and ended up making the place a mini-grand canyon.”
“Slade's in the perfect place you'd want to be if you wanted to truly insult us.” Raven’s voice was the most acidic Kim had ever heard her be.
Ron knew the situation, but the joke came anyway. “Man, this guy must've had a really bad childhood… what do you think, Rufus?” He looked at the naked mole rat climbing his shoulder.
Rufus chattered the equivalent of “Terrible, ho-ho…”
“I'm surprised he even had parents,” Kim retorted.
“I don't think he did.” Robin sighed. “Cyborg, can you and Wade try and pinpoint the location of the first miniature Ray?”
“We're already tryin’.”
“So what do we do when we find these things?” Ron inquired. “If they're that small, can't we just, like, you know - step on em?”
“No,” Robin answered him. “I doubt it'd be that easy.”
“Wha - why not? That big one Raven chucked earlier went ka-boom just fine.”
Cyborg glanced in Drakken’s direction. “The big one wasn't made by Slade.”
“Ohh, now they're just making fun of me behind my back!” Drakken whined to himself. “Oh, this is so unfair!” In his frustration, he accidentally swung the hammer onto his thumb. “Ow!”
Kim turned her attention to the Titans. “So, any ideas on how we turn these things off once we end up finding them?”
“Give em a taste of their own medicine,” Cyborg answered.
Ron pondered that for a moment. “So in other words, fry em.”
“Exactly,” said Cyborg, doing a double take, not believing it was Ron who’d just said that.
“Hey, what –” Wade’s voice rang out. “My systems…”
“Wade?” asked Kim, turning around and looking at the communicator. Wade's image faded and the communicator went static. Then the video feed returned - but Wade had been replaced by the face of Slade. “Hello. Did I catch you at a bad time?” asked Slade.
“Slade…” was all Kim could say without going full Tarantino.
“Kim Possible. I'm calling because I forgot to give you an important piece of information: Look out behind you.”
“Huh?” That wasn’t what she had expected to hear. What did he mean by-
POW! A green energy blast caught her square in the back. “Hello, Princess!” said Shego, in her Slade apprentice outfit.
“Shego!” Drakken proclaimed. “You came back –WHOAH!” he cried as Shego took the ladder out from under him with a green energy blast.
Shego looked back at Kim. “Not for you.” For some reason, the Titans seemed too stunned to move.
Shego grinned at Kim. “Ready to finish our fight?”
“How do I know it's really you and not another one of Slade's Shego-Bots?” Kim asked her.
The answer came to Shego quite quickly. “If I called you Kimberly Ann Possible?” she sneered, almost laughing as Kim’s face turned red in sheer embarrassment. She'd always wanted a chance to say Kim's full name…
“Kim,” said Mr. Possible, “While you're fighting, could you try not to wreck more of the house?”
“I'll give it my best, Dad.”
Shego was getting annoyed. “C'mon, Sugar!” Less talk, more fighting!”
“‘Sugar?’” wondered Kim out loud.
“HRRAAH!” Shego jumped Kim, and the two tussled in the driveway.
Kim blocked a kick. “So why are you here, Shego?” Shego spun away from a punch. “To make you waste more time, Kimmie - why else would Slade have sent me?” Kim ducked away from an attempted hold-&-throw manoeuvre. “Or perhaps you had an ulterior motive - like, say, you wanted these back?” she said, holding up the gloves Shego lost in the fight at Drakken's lair.
Shego stopped fighting immediately.
What th-
“Apprentice! What are you doing? Attack!” rang Slade’s voice through her earpiece.
“You - you kept them with you?” Shego asked Kim, looking at the gloves.
Inside his underground lair, Slade slammed his fist down. “APPRENTICE! ATTACK! NOW!”
Back at Kim’s house, Shego ignored the command.
“Just wouldn't be a proper fight with you without you having your gloves, eh?” Kim said, answering Shego’s question.“APPRENTICE! DO AS I SAY!” Slade’s voice was now cutting irritably through Shego’s head. But Shego somehow ignored it, trying to sort other things out. Her #1 enemy – saving something of hers? Shego was overwhelmed. She was beginning to realise that, for some reason, she had actually hoped something like this would happen. “I - I-” she stammered – but Slade’s voice in her earpiece was annoyingly drowning out everything “Hold on…” Shego spoke directly into her wire. “Hey, Slade?”
Inside his lair, Slade was furious. “What?”
At Kim’s house, Shego knew she’d had enough of being Slade’s apprentice.
She ripped the mic and earpiece out and tossed it on the ground. She tossed off the gloves from her apprentice outfit. Then she blasted the pile with a bolt of her green energy. She took the gloves Kim had kept for her and put them on, more than quite glad to have done so.
Slade bolted to his feet as the monitors and audio transmission went static. “APPRENTICE!” he bellowed, utterly maddened by Shego’s actions.
Back at her house, Kim was more than delighted to see Shego do what she had just done. Then Kim remembered something else - something else that would probably help Shego some more. “Oh - one more thing, Shego.” “Huh?” Shego asked. But Kim didn’t answer. Instead, Kim ran into the still-standing part of her house. “Hey! Where you goin’?” Shego yelled, running after her.
It was in Kim’s room that Shego found her. Opening the door, Shego saw that it was a complete mess. Kim was off to the side, fishing through her closet. Shego watched with a grin on her face while dozens of Kim’s clothes were thrown behind her onto piles on the floor.
“A-ha!” Kim suddenly exclaimed. She reappeared, and presented Shego with:
A green-and-black outfit.What the flying f-
“It's mine.” Kim couldn’t hide her blushing. “From when Drakken had me - er, us, actually - mind-controlled.”
Shego looked at the outfit. First she’d kept the gloves, but the outfit? Shego didn’t know what to say. “Kim, I-” Shego began.
Then her look grew furious. “I wanna stop Slade, too.”
END ACT ONE