Father mentally looked over the plans that she’d had laid out so far. Carefully her plans had been laid, but now there was the problem.
A red headed problem.
She sighed, and ran her fingers through her short graying hair. There had to be a way to stop that girl. She sighed as she leaned back in her chair.
Everything was perfect before. A family to call her own…not to mention enough fire power under her guidance to cripple if not destroy any attacking force in a single strike.
But would it be enough?
Shego squirmed a little as she woke up, her head throbbing like she’d been hit over the head with a hammer. Rubbing her head she padded across the floor, bare skin tingling against the cool air.
“Iigo?”
She looked around, not seeing her pale skinned sister anywhere in the room that they were now sharing.
She stumbled a little as she felt herself reel a little before falling backwards as she over compensated for the pitch forward, and landed on her backside, the cool wood numbing her slightly sore butt.
Groaning she rested her head in her hands, trying to understand what was going on.
Everything had come apart so quickly for her…she had freedom…a person who would protect her but now…But now she had someone else who cared, and would protect her… She rubbed her throbbing head some more, what was she doing? Why couldn’t she just be content?
Slowly she looked at the hand that had, only a few days before, been cut off. It was there, without a single scar to show it had even been nicked.
Her mind flashed back to the anger and pain that had been in her sister’s eyes as that blade had come down. With a shudder the first tear rolled down her cheek as she felt her heart tearing slowly in half.
Kim looked up at the building before her. It was a fairly new office building, but Wade had found out a few things on it, mostly due to a gut feeling and some luck.
Slowly she scanned the front, the building itself looked quite ordinary, save for the unusual number of uniformed guards that were stationed in the building. She counted six in the lobby alone, all but one armed with pistols, the other one armed with a shotgun.
Slowly she looked ate her options, and a grim smile crept onto her face.
If there was one thing she was willing to die for now, it was Shego.
It was with that thought she stepped off the top off the small office building that sat across the street.
Jim was bored. Guard duty paid well, but it was boring. Only a few people ever came or left, and several people lived in building, but it was boring.
Even if some of those people were…not quite normal.
He sighed and adjusted his cap in the reflection of the window in front of him as something caught his eye. First it just looked like a whipping red blur falling from the building across the street, but then he noticed two large white things seem to sprout from it. Two things that looked a lot like wings.
The blur wasn’t falling anymore.
“Steve…”
In fact it seemed to be coming right at them.
“What man? I’m trying to watch a movie.”
The blur twisted as it approached the window, revealing a very upset woman. A boot went through the window first, hitting Jim, the sound of ribs snapping filling the lobby as the glass fell.
Kim ignored the falling shower of glass as she mental loosened the sheets of paper that had been her wings, letting them drift and float away. Against armed opponents it was always a good idea to get some kind of edge, and that was enough.
One guard grabbed a sheet out of mid-air and looked at it. “Pap-“ He didn’t get to finish as she lunged forward, went into a handspring and drove her heels into his face. She continued the move as he dropped, landing in a wide stance, scanning the other guards. Two drew their pistols, and opened fire. She had already rolled away from where she was and threw a hail of needle like paper darts at the two. They didn’t get back up.
That guard with the shotgun opened fire from behind her, hitting her in the back. Her armor like paper clothing stopped the pellets from entering, but it still stung, causing her to drop to a knee. A paper throwing knife fixed that problem.
Mentally she counted five now. One was missing.
And the sound of boots thundering towards her said why.
Father looked down at the display monitors next to her desk. Her problem was back. Sighing she flipped a switch under her desk, cuing an intercom in the building.
“My children…we have an uninvited desk that wants to ruin our lovely home. Please make sure she finds her way back out.”
Kim looked at the guards poured out of the hall, a smile growing more proclaimed on her face. To be honest she was enjoying this, not because she was a twisted person who enjoyed causing pain, but because she had some serious anger to work out.
“Ma’am, the Paper has been sighted.”
Doctor Director turned in her chair to face Ron. “Really now? Where?”
“Downtown Ma’am.”
A small smile crept onto the woman’s face, yes this would prove interesting. “Send in a retrieval team, non-lethal force necessary if she’s uncooperative.”
Ron nodded, his eyes growing a little cold, “Yes ma’am/” Soon Kim…you won’t be her favorite if you keep this up. And that will just leave me under her tutelage.
Kim snapped a kick into the jaw of another guard as she avoided a stun stick. They just seemed to keep coming.
And then they stopped. No more guards entered the lobby, and the few uninjured ones started to turn to help their fallen friends.
The sudden stop was causing the hairs on her neck to rise.
Slowly she started to move towards the hall that had, only moments before, held a seemingly endless number of guards. The hall took a right turn, then a left, and stopped at an elevator. Hitting the button the red head tapped her foot impatiently.
The doors opened to a wall of blue, followed by a fist barreled into her stomach, driving the air out of her as she hit the ground and skid.
She climbed back to her feet in time to get hit as the large blue wall came charging at her. She didn’t have time to dodge, and with a flick of her wrist created a large curved blade, a paper tassel hanging from the end of the handle.
Another fist was coming at her already, and fast. She spun to one side, dropping to her knees, aiming for his legs.
She managed to catch on with the tip, causing the calf to flap back like it was hinged. The wall roared in pain, as he fell to his other knee, fists hitting the floor causing the tiles to crack.
Another flash of the paper sword and his roar of pain stopped.
Kim slipped out of the elevator three levels from the top, on the floor marked ‘Residential’. The floor was silent, save for the sounds of a radio playing some boy band from on of the rooms on the right side of the hall. Silently she slipped from shadow to shadow, looking for some trace of Shego. Any trace.
Next to many of the doors where blank name plates, but a few had names that struck the red head as unusual.
Wego……Hego….Iigo….Who exactly are these people?
There was another unmarked door at the end of the hall, but there was a certain scent in the air. It was hard to explain, but the Paper Master was sure she could smell Shego in the room beyond the door. An index card became a straight blade, the door dropping neatly into two diagonally. A pale green figure lay huddled up on the bed, part of a sheet pulled over her.
“Sh…Shego?” Kim found herself feeling weak in the knees, her anger fading leaving her exhausted, and feeling every hit she had taken, as she realized that some how she was bleeding in places where she was sure she hadn’t been hit during her assault.
The figure stirred a little.
Slowly Kim crept to the bed, hand out stretched.
A pale green hand shot out and grabbed the red head’s wrist, before giving her a hard yank that sent the woman over the bed, and into the floor on the other side.
Shego got out of bed, a serious expression on her face.
“I’m sorry Pumpkin…I’m sorry this is how we end up in the end.”
Kim didn’t say anything as she stood there, eyes starting to well up with tears.
Shego lunged, hoping that the woman would block. She didn’t want to hurt her, just try to drive her off. It was for the woman’s safety.
The block never came as the fist connected into the redhead’s ribs, the feeling of a rib cracking traveling back up Shego’s arm.
God why didn’t you block? Come on Pumpkin…Father will kill you if you don’t leave.”
The red head didn’t move though, the tears in her eyes trickling down her cheeks, her eyes accusing her assailant of every pain she had felt since the green woman had left.
Shego shut her eyes and swung again,
Another solid hit.
“Why…Why won’t you fight?” Shego was feeling sick inside. “Why?”
Kim didn’t say anything as her tears trickled down her face faster now.
Shego collapsed against the woman, shuddering as she sobbed. She felt horrible; the pain of how much she had missed the red head coming down on her all at once. She had been forcing herself, desperately forcing herself to try and forget the woman she was leaning against, trying to forget the feelings she had for her, trying to live a new life with her family, but it had only brought about a strain on her, mentally and emotionally.
“So that’s how it is Sister,” the voice was choking, and broken, “First chance you get, and you go back to the slut.”
Shego looked back at her sister, “Iigo, you don’t need to take it so personally that I care about her differently, hell, more deeply than I do you.”
“Not take it so personally? You and I were made for each other, and you want me not to take it so personally? Should I take it lightly that you’re tearing my heart out? Or that your slut girlfriend killed Hego?”
Shego forced herself to look as menacing as she could, “In that case I should be offended about everything you’ve done.” The sisters started to glow, auras spreading outwards and canceling each other out.
Kim never felt so warm…so save as she did that moment. She was still afraid of the pale woman that she was facing, but with Shego there protecting her, she felt safe.
Shego looked back, “No matters what happens Pumpkin…I love you….Now RUN!”
Without a second thought the redhead did as she was told, looking back at the woman she loved.
The power, like a sleeping dragon was awake in each of the sisters in full force, and it was angry.
“Shego…I loved you….what…what have I done to make it so you don’t love me anymore?”
“It’s not that I don’t love you…but I love her in a way I can’t love you…”
Tears were starting to form in Iigo’s eyes now as she started to charge forward, the energy fields blending and mixing, “I can’t accept that Shego…not now….not ever!”
A/N: Not a bad sized update I hope. I’m back again, and I’m working on more in the near future. My muse is up, and it’s ready for more. Next chapter up as soon as I can. Probably end up ending around 12-14 Chapters from the looks of things.