(Middleton Hospital)
(Kim’s pov)
Moaning in protest I slowly opened my eyes, and blinked a couple of times to adjust to the light. I looked around the room dazed and confused. ‘What woke me up?’ Suddenly I felt the kimmunicator in my pant pocket vibrate. Quickly snatching it out, and turning it on I greeted Wade.
“There’s an apartment building on fire not too far from where you are Kim. Apparently there’s a kid still stuck inside, and the firemen are having a hard time getting her out. They need your help right away Kim.”
‘Shit!’ I mentally cursed at my luck. Here I was peacefully sleeping, since I hadn’t had any sleep in god knows how long, and what do you know a mission pops up. But, unlike some of the other missions I’ve turned down, this one’s too important. A child’s life is at steak.
“I’m on my way Wade, but what about Ron?”
“Oh. He should be-”
“KP! We have an important mission! A 911 on our hands! We have to go now!”
I chuckled at his panicky state, and nodded. Grabbing my book bag I said my good-byes to Wade, and followed Ron out of Shego’s room. But not before saying a quick ‘see-you-later’ to the dark haired thief on the bed.
(A Few Minutes Later)
(Hospital room)
(Shego’s pov)
After I fell into the pit of bright light I shut my eyes tightly thinking it would blind me if I kept them opened. Then when I cracked one eye open to take a small pip I was greeted with a white painted ceiling and a fan spinning its blades. With half lidded eyes I tried sitting up. Groaning slightly at the soreness of my body, and the awful throbbing in my head, I rested my back against the pillows.
“W-where am I?”
My hand quickly flew to my throat, and gentling rubbed it. My mouth felt dry, and my throat felt like someone filled it up with sand. ‘I need water.’ Was the first thought that popped into my mind.
Looking around I noticed a paper cup, and a container of water on the bedside table. Tiredly I poured myself a drink. Rising it to my lips I let the cool liquid slide down my throat contently. After about five cups of water I felt satisfied.
It was then that I actually started to take a good look of my surroundings, a room all in white with a small table, and a couple of blue cushioned chairs. ‘Where the hell am I? And what the hell am I wearing?’ I looked down at the faded green gown I was wearing while feeling the cheap material of it. The next thing I noticed was the IV I was hooked up to. ‘All right then, if there’s an IV machine, and the room is white, and I’m wearing a really ugly gown, then I must be in a hospital. But, why?’
I slowly began to pull off the IV tube that is connected to my arm. Usually you’d probably think I’m insane to take this thing out, and not a doctor, but right now I don’t need a doctor because I know perfectly well how to take this damn thing off. Once that was done, I decided to get out of here, for I truly dislike hospitals. Don’t know why, something about it just irks me.
Obviously I’ve been in this bed for a long time cause I couldn’t stand, or even walk straight for a matter of fact. If anyone was watching they’d probably think I’m drunk.
Amazingly I was able to get to the locker by the room door without hurting myself. I opened the locker and spotted my trademark jumpsuit hanging on one of the hooks. I smiled happily, and sighed in relief to know I had something else to wear, cause there was no way in hell I’m walking out in public with this thing on.
With my sore body and headache it took a while to get changed, but once that zipper was pulled up I felt my strength grow. That and my suit wasn’t exactly skin tight anymore. ‘Damn hospitals! Sigh, now I have to train my body back.’ I decided that the smart thing to do is to stretch my limp limbs and get some blood flowing through them.
Ten minutes passed, and I felt almost back to normal. Glancing around the room one last time I checked to see if anything else belonged to me. My eyes traveled by the windowsill, and stared at the vase of red roses. I sucked in some air at the beauty of them, and wondered who could possibly given them to me. Obviously not Drakken, he’s too stupid and dense to think of such a thing. I see him more as a card type of guy than a flower one. But, then who else could of?
Shrugging I grabbed the vase then walked out of the room, and headed toward the elevator. Once exiting the building I felt free as a bird, and grinned stupidly.
(Burning Building)
(Kim’s pov)
“Hey! What’s the problem?”
I called out to the firemen.
“Kim Possible! Thank God you’re here. Some of our men are having trouble getting to the fourth floor where the kid is.”
“Alright no problem. Ron you stay out here it’s too dangerous, and no buts!”
I noticed Ron opening his mouth to protest, but shut right up when I glared at him. The fireman I was talking to gave me an oxygen mask. He also wanted to give me a suit. But I told him there was no time, and that I’d be ok.
Oxygen mask on I ran in without any second thoughts. The first thing I noticed was how hot it was. It felt like I was walking on the sun, or getting baked in an oven. On the second floor I found the three firemen who were sent in for the rescue.
It seems the staircase leading to the third floor already crumbled. The gap was a good seven feet in length. For a cheerleader like me this wasn’t a problem. Stepping back I started out in a run then leaped up into the air performing a triple summersault then landed safely on the other side.
Giving the firemen the okay sign I made my way to the fourth floor. Now for the hard part, I had to search for the little girl.
(Apartment building/Room C307)
(Shego’s pov)
“Home sweet home…why the hell did I say that?”
I sighed tiredly. After closing my apartment door I headed over to my black covered couch, and flopped down. Putting the vase on the coffee table I reached for the remote and turned my 46” plasma TV on.
“Good evening Middleton. This is your channel 5 news.”
As the reporter was blabbing on about politics, and a bunch of other useless stuff I made my way into the kitchen to make myself some herbal tea to help my sore body. While the kettle was boiling I walked over to the bathroom down the hall, and filled the tub with lukewarm water while adding a little bit of scented oil.
“Now for Breaking News. Teen hero Kim Possible has jumped right into a burning building to save the life of five-year-old Victoria Carton, who is still trapped inside. We will now go live in downtown Middleton with more information. John? How are things over there?”
“Well Rebecca, not so good. According to by standers, Kim Possible has yet to come out of the apartment building. She’s been in there for over ten minutes. The firefighters are trying to help, but the flames grew to a dangerous height that they can’t get through. So now our only option is to put the fire out, and hoping that Kim Possible makes it out safely with Victoria before it gets worse.”
After hearing that I quickly changed into a new suit and ran out the door, but not before turning off the stove. Didn’t want my apartment to be on fire now. Getting into my car I started her up, and sped down the pavement towards downtown Middleton.
“Hang on Kim I’m coming.”
(Random Room)
(Kim’s pov)
After a while I could hear faint crying coming from a closet in one of the bedrooms I was searching.
Opening the closet door I found the girl curled up in the corner crying. When she noticed me she didn’t hesitate one bit in hugging me tight. With time quickly running out I picked her up, and gave her the oxygen mask. I started coughing like crazy until I got use to the smoke entering my lungs.
Heading for the stairs I stopped at the edge as I watched what remained of the stairs crumble to the ground.
Thinking fast I grabbed my grappling hook, and aimed at the ceiling. The best thing now was to swing from floor to floor until we reached the bottom while avoided all the flames. I groaned in frustration before swinging over the edge.
But luck wasn’t on my side today, for I was only able to make to the third floor when the cord to my grappling hook snapped because of the flames. Now our only hope of escaping was gone. ‘This totally tanks.’
(Outside Burning Building)
(Shego’s pov)
As I arrived by the site I quickly noticed the buffoon panicking by a fire truck. Making my way over to him I grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him.
“Where’s Kim!”
It was more of a demand than a question. He stared at me in shock and confusion, then shook his head and stared at me again with an even more confused look on his face.
“Shego? Weren’t you in-”
“Answer me Stoppable!”
I yelled and glared at him. He gulped and pointed toward the fire-consumed building. I cursed while letting go of him and made my way to the chaos that was happening up ahead. Firemen were shouting and running around with hoses trying desperately to put the fire out.
Looking around I found a broken window with very few flames that I could jump through. Crossing my arms in an ‘x’ formation in front of my face I leaped into the window, and rolled into a crouched position inside. Choking violently on smoke infested air, I kept one hand over my mouth and nose while looking around.
It didn’t really help that the smoke and heat waves were burning my eyes making it hard to keep them open. It kind of felt like cutting onions were your eyes get all teary. That’s exactly how I felt at the moment. Taking careful steps I walked forward trying to find any sign of movements.
“Damn it where is she? And what the hell possessed me to save her anyways!”
‘Duh! Because you love her!’ My mind screamed back at me. That comment only pissed me off even more.
“Kim! If you can hear me, answer damn it!”
“KIM!”
(Third Floor)
(Kim’s pov)
My head snapped up from my curled position on the floor. Either it was my imagination or someone called my name. There I heard it again. With each shout the voice was getting clearer and clearer until I was able to recognize it. ‘No, it can’t be. She’s in a coma.’
My heart sank at realizing that the voice I was hearing was all in my head. I finally inhaled too much smoke that my mind is playing cruel tricks on me. As if I don’t already feel like dirt. You don’t have to go and give me false hope that Shego is awake and well and that she’s here to save me. ‘Sigh, like that’ll ever happen.’
Just then a green fireball flew passed me and continued upward hitting the ceiling. Eyes wide and heart hammering I picked up Victoria and inched my way to where the staircase was suppose to be.
Looking down my gaze locked with another pair of familiar green eyes, and to my surprise I cried.
No Kim you’re not going crazy that really is Shego. Well this ends chapter 5. Sorry that this chapter was a bit shorter than usual, and the next one will probably be short too. Oh by the way Chapter 6 will be the last chapter to this story so basically the next chapter is the ending. Look forward to it.
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