TEASER
'Twas the week before Christmas, when all through the lair
Not a creature was stirring, not even a bear.
The death rays were parked by the doorway with care,
In the hope that some young hero soon would be there.
Dr. Drakken was nestled all snug in his bed,
While visions of doomsday danced in his head.
Now that Shego in her catsuit were far off and away,
Her once private room was empty this day.
When down from the lab there arose such a clatter,
Drakken sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the stairs he flew like a flash,
Then stumbled down to the landing having tripped on some trash.
The moon off the tile in his newly floored lab
Gave luster to objects once thought to be drab.
And among the small gadgets that had since gone kaput,
Stood a red-headed girl, in a silver-white suit.
With a flick of her hair, she looked of trouble,
He knew in a moment it must be Kim Possible!
More rapid than eagles her hands they did snatch,
A large caliber gun with a laser sight attached!
“Now Kim, just a second!” Dr. Drakken did plea,
“Aside from the usual, what sent you after me?”
With nothing to lose and shaking with fear,
He got on his knees and begged at her footgear.
With a laugh too strange to belong to the hero,
Drakken looked up once again at his cackling foe.
“As spineless as I thought,” she dismissed without fuss.
“Get up off your knees, I have a deal to discuss.”
“Who the hell are you?” demanded Drakken this time
And slapped his long gown, to dislodge all the grime.
In the pale moonlight, he looked closer at her
And noticed the features were different, more mousier.
“My name is Allucinere,” the woman said simply,
“We share a young enemy that frustrates me greatly.”
“But I have a plan to turn her world upside-down,”
“What I need is a weakness of her green-suited clown.”
“Shego?” smiled Drakken, a little bemused,
“I have just the thing I've been waiting to use.”
He rummaged through a pile of scattered old toys,
And produced a small gun only big enough for a boy.
“This will render her almost your slave,”
“Now lets talk about payment, I want a fair trade.”
Dr. Drakken smiled his widest goofy grin,
As the woman before him offered a box made of tin
Without a thought, he opened the cube laid before him
And screamed when the device attached to his limb
In seconds it crawled up to affix to his eyes
Then nothing but whimpers, and a few quiet cries.
With a look more sinister than she'd given before,
The woman named Allucinere left out the door.
She'd palmed the small gun from the drooling doctor,
And set out to get revenge on her red-headed jailor.
With a snap of her fingers, her PossiBots did appear,
And carried her off towards their base while she sneered.
“Sleep now, Kim Possible, all safe in your bed,
Just wait until Christmas: you'll wish you were dead!”
Disney's Kim Possible in
SILENT NIGHT
The final chapter in
'A Period of Silence'
By Adam Leigh