She backed away and ram the door third time, it collapsed and she tumbled out into air. As she fell to the ground the bridge and the car exploded, she landed hard on the streets below as debris rained down. Everyone was already running for cover, this was good cover to hide from whatever the hell was going on.
She noticed a helicopter heading for the bridge, when it hovered for a second the side door was open and she could see the tall man with the cybernetic visor leaning out with a rocket launcher over one shoulder. He fired a shot at the remaining pieces of the bridge as the last cars where tumbling forward onto the streets, the second blast was larger and did more damage than the first. Kim was fighting against the panicking crowd, she was trying not to get distracted by the ones that were hurt badly or the ones being carried away.
Above her the pilot noticed something was wrong down below, he tilted his head to tell Phantasm but stopped. The tall man noticed something was a miss as well, he was busy reloading the rocket launcher to full noticed.
“We're losing altitude,” he said a little annoyed. There was no response and the helicopter was still “falling” in a sense. “I said…” Grip the edge of the pilot seat while leaning forward, there was a bullet hole in the windshield and a bullet hole in the pilot's forehead. Ahead of them was the tunnel that the subway had came out of, a bit of an irony that didn't allude him.
He tried to pull the pilot out of the seat and take control but it was too late, the helicopter had already crashed; below everyone witnessed one final explosion for the day. Kim was left standing trying to avoid the near-rioting crowd while wondering what had happened?
One would ask the question why, why did she come here personally with a sniper rifle to stop her own minion from doing her bidding? That was simple, while she wants Kim dead she also want in collectible pieces to “copy” and purify her.
But the question was why she didn't shoot the girl as she ran through the crowd and helping them, that one she has no answer for.
Trishta quietly packed up and left without looking back once.
When her father came it was around midnight she was pretty tired and wonder if she would ever go back on a subway again. The ride home was quiet, her father was pre-occupied with something that Kim didn't really want to ask what it was.
As she watched the scenery go by while she thought about how simple it was to be trapped, whatever happen she was careless but very lucky. She closed her eyes for a moment, just as everything settled down this organization would just attack again every time. Maybe, just maybe she should take on the organization head on?
It was suicide to even think of that, but if she waits around they would surely become stronger and stronger and keep attacking.
She had settled it in her own mind, she'll go after the organization soon. If she lives or not is not in issue, she'll tear those people down with her own hands if she has to.
The news was pretty bad, not only people were killed and badly injured but now police patrols were being up to three times more than before and the government was up in arms against terrorists and villains. This was bad news for her and Drakken, and any other villain out there as life was going to get harder.
Drakken was already working overtime trying to keep them off the chopping block.
She was outside of the layer, overhead the helicopters were passing by barely missing the hideout. They might have to move soon, the penalty for supervillainy was now strict again; like they were when she was still a hero. Times are not pleasant, for anyone.
She wonder how long until the blame falls on the shoulders of heroes? It happened once and she wonder when it will happen again, and would it be worse than before. Not a good feeling, she could already see all those problems coming back; high crime rates, and the possibility of another villain war.
Sometimes, people can be so idiotic and place blame on anything then face themselves. Shego closed her eyes for a moment, Kim. Opening her eyes, she knew she needs to find Kim.
The news had said witnesses saw a figure burst out of the subway car before being attack, Kim felt a little sick watching the scene that was caught on home video. They showed it over and over again, Dr. Possible had placed the boys to bed a few minutes ago and changed the channel several times but it was almost on every channel.
“How are you holding up?” Kim looked up at her father, she just smiled a little lightly. “It's getting to haptic lately in this town,” he spoke with a edge; he knew something and was trying to speak the right words. “A few hours ago I have gotten an offer to move to a new division in another city, I have been thinking about it. Whatever or not I would take it I've been debating it, I tell you now before I tell the boys.”
Kim was silent, she was going to speak but there was another new report that her father changed quickly. “I'm very tired, would you mind if I go to bed?”
“No, I wouldn't mind.”
Kim stood up and wonder to the doorway to her room, she looked back at her father with a nervous glance before going to bed. She laid in bed for a moment, time passed slowly as her mind gone over everything. She was staring up at the ceiling, she felt as if she had slip into a dream when a figure appeared in the moonlight. Shego smiled as she waved, Kim waved back for a second and went back to staring up at ceiling than shot up.
She thought it was a dream, but Shego was really on the balcony with her arms crossed and a sly smirk on her face.
“Nice nightgown, fit for a princess.” Shego said after Kim slid open the glass door, Kim gave a sour looked but couldn't help but smile. “I came to see how you're doing lately, I said it once but I'll say it again this city is becoming a very lively each day.”
“Yeah,” Kim rubbed her bare arms a little. “And it all seems to center around me, what are you looking at?”
Shego raised a brow, the position of Kim's arms was “bringing up the interests” and was staring for a second. She was blushing for several seconds, “it's a bit cold.”
“What?” Kim raised a brow, looking down than snorted. “Pervert.”
“I have good taste, you have to admit that.” Kim blushed deeply, looking down at her feet she took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “What are you doing, you have something planned.”
Kim looked up to meet with her green eyes, “I can't fool you. I have been thinking about going after the people that cause all of this, I was going to do it soon… Like tonight.”
Shego shifted her weight, her breath was a little sharp and forced but she looked up. “I'm coming with, like it or not.”
“May I ask why?”
Shego stepped forward and placed one hand on Kim's waist while moving forwarding, lips met for a brief moment before parting ways and Kim went inside to get dressed and leave a note for her father. Shego and Kim place a foot on the ledge before they both jump off and land onto the roof of a building near it before a neon sign.
“Think this is a bit flashy?” Kim jerked her thumb up at the neon sign brightly.
“Nope, adds to the special effects of this situation.”
She stood there, behind Kim's mother as the remaining Types gathered before them. Phantasm's actions had lead to this, Kim was coming here; to this very building on this night. It was no secret that while Kim may not know officially where but it wouldn't be a surprise that she would find them, tonight or tomorrow she'll come for their throats.
When this is over, one will be left standing.
Bonnie noticed that Trishta had dismissed the Types to their own personal levels before heading over to her desk, Bonnie only turn to face her as the older woman lean back in the large chair. “Hard to believe, that it's coming to this.”
“What?”
“That it has come down to O.L.A.P. to finally serve my purpose after all of these years.”
Bonnie blinked, purpose?