“How is her condition?”
Everything hurt. It felt like someone had been jabbing needles into every pore on her body, then lighting them on fire somehow. She couldn’t bring herself to be able to move as a young woman checked her pulse.
“Her pulse seems a little fast, but she should be alright.” The woman looked down at the younger female who was lying on the metal table in front of her, “You gave us quite a scare Shego. We thought we lost you.”
Shego….? Is that…me?She blinked as she tried to focus past the pain well enough to understand what was going on. She tried to remember something from before she had found herself lying on a cold metal table. “Wh-where am I?” She winced as she tried to shift to look at the woman who was looking her over.
“Don’t worry, it’s a safe place. You gave us a nasty shock a little bit ago.” Her face was a little concerned, “You don’t remember me do you?”
Shego managed to shake her head, a sharp pain shooting through her neck.
“I’m Iigo, your older sister.” She frowned for a moment at the younger woman’s confused expression, “Don’t worry…I’m sure it’ll come back to you.” She smiled and rubbed Shego’s hand, “Now come on…we need to get you up and moving to make sure you’re not seriously hurt.”
Shego looked at the woman who claimed to be her sister. The pain had lessened, but it still felt as if her skin was going to crawl away. And Iigo wanted her to move?
“Nu-uh….I’m already sore…”
The older woman shook her head, her silvery white hair threatening to come loose from the loose pony tail it was tied in, “Sorry sis, time to get up!” Shego flailed as something pushed up from her back, tossing her off the table as if she was nothing.
Without thinking the pale green woman twisted in the air and landed in a crouch, glaring at her sister. Some how the silvery haired woman was responsible, or at least that’s what the feeling in Shego’s gut told her.
“How’d you do that?” Shego looked at the woman with interest.
“Easy…” She held out an arm that gave off a faint white glow, “It’s my glow.” And she let her arm drop. It didn’t hit the table, but rather fell right through it. “I can pass through almost anything. And aren’t you a little curious how you just managed to land on your feet despite flying through the air like a test dummy?”
Shego’s jaw dropped as it dawned on her. “How did….I…?”
Iigo smiled again, “That is actually a bit tricky to answer. How about some food and we’ll talk about it?”
Shego nodded numbly and followed her sister out of the room, not bothering to question why she was wearing a green and black cat suit, or why her sister was wearing a white and black one. Somehow the unusual clothing seemed normal in her mind, almost like it was a second skin.
Food turned out to be cold pizza and soda that came from a large stainless steel refrigerator, in an equally neatly and polished stainless steel kitchen. Shego eyed everything with curiosity as she nibbled on the food she was given.
“So…how did I…?” Shego paused from nibbling to ask the question that had been replaying itself, along with several others, in her mind during the walk to the kitchen.
“It’s simple really,” Iigo paused to finish chewing, and swallowed before continuing, “You, me, and everyone else in our family are special. Both of us have very good instincts in combat, and can go from back flipping across a room to stopping in a handstand at the drop of a hat. I can ghost through objects, which is what truly makes me special. No one knows what you can do yet. There’s a betting pool on what green lets you do.” Something in Iigo’s voice said that she wasn’t being honest, but it wasn’t the time to confront her. Too much was still missing in Shego’s mind.
Shego sat in front of a mirror and table that was in, or at least they said it was, her room. The room was decorated in black and various shades of green splashed everywhere. Slowly she ran her fingers through her hair; despite how much of it there was she didn’t realize at first that so much of it was there. She looked in the mirror as she tried playing with it, pulling it back with her hand into a ponytail, then a loose pony tail, then finally settling on the idea that it looked best hanging down naturally.
But even as she looked at herself in the mirror nothing seemed familiar. Her pale green skin, dark hair, even her green eyes looked foreign. Tracing a hand down her face she stared at the mirror, trying to make sure that it was indeed her.
“How is the subject recovering?”
A nervous assistant looked at his clipboard, “She’s adapting pretty quickly, and is showing signs of any residual effects of the process. She has no memory of anything prior to waking on the table it seems, and has no idea what she’s capable of.”
“Good. See that Iigo continues to progress her training and report in as soon as you’re done.”
The assistant nodded, “Yes Sir.” And with that he was gone.
The man rubbed his jaw, “So Shego…let’s see if you really are as strong as I made you to be.”
A/N: And the short intro chapter is finished. And no, Shego is not an android. I’m just leaving it at that.
More to come later.