The Go Jet soared through the skies of the good old US of A and the person at the controls was seething with rage. She often was, these days. The incredible annoyance every girl feels when her brothers are all a bunch of idiots had been carefully nurtured and had grown up into a great deal of resentment and anger. It seemed to her that the bad guys had it right all along. They could do what they liked. They didn't have to follow all the stupid little rules of what people laughingly referred to as ‘society’. And if they felt like beating the crap out of someone, they beat the crap out of that someone.
But no, not Shego. She was a superhero. She was a good girl.
It was enough to make Shego scream some days.
“Are we there yet?”
Shego gritted her teeth and stopped herself from yelling ‘no’ at Wego. They didn't really deserve being yelled at. They weren't all that bad. Filled with youthful enthusiasm, maybe, but not nearly as pompous as, for example, Hego.
“Come now kids,” Hego said. “You should know Middleton is still miles away.”
Shego glared sidewides at her brother. He hadn't a clue. Never had, never would have. Living his life reading silly little comics and now, suddenly, because he's the oldest and the strongest he's in charge?
Bastard.
“We're here,” Shego announced.
“Oh,” said Hego.
“Miles are certainly a lot shorter these days, aren't they?” said Mego.
Shego carefully put the jet down on an empty parking lot near a building that looked like a giant sombrero and opened the doors.
“Come team, there is no time to waste,” Hego said, jumping from his seat. “There is no telling what kind of devestation Aviarius has already wreaked upon this small village.”
“Not much I'd wager,” said Shego, undoing her seatbelt. “Probably just annoyed a lot of people with that condor of his.”
Hego ignored her. “It will not be long before the white wings of justice have caught up with the black talons of evil. Come now, let us haste.”
“If we have to make haste, why are you still standing there speeching?” Shego snapped.
Again, Hego pretended not to hear her and dashed from the jet, quickly followed by the twins and Mego. Shego briefly looked up at the ceiling, looking, perhaps, for some divine sign that it was OK for her to kill her brothers for being, well, them.
When no diety or winged messenger showed up, Shego sighed and headed out of the jet to see that the rest of the team hadn't gone very far yet. Hego was rubbing his head and looking rather confused at a red-haired girl who was rubbing her arm. Behind the girl was a short-haired blonde boy with some kind of hairless gopher sitting on his shoulder.
“You know, you really should pay more attention where you're going instead of just blindly dashing out of your jet,” said the girl to Hego, endearing herself to Shego forever.
“My apologies,” said Hego, “but we're on a most important mission to stop the black wings of crime.”
“I thought you said the wings belonged to justice?” Shego said.
“Just a figure of speech,” said Hego.
“You're crimefighters too?” said the blonde boy.
Shego frowned. ‘Too’?
Hego swelled with pride. “We are Team Go,” he announced. “I am the leader Hego, this is my brother Mego, the twins are Wego and my sister over there is Shego. We're superheroes fighting crime wherever we go.”
“Never heard of you,” said the girl.
“Well, our base of operations is Go City, but we're looking to expand,” said Hego.
“Actually, our archfoe Aviarius has gone off to this place and we just followed him,” said Shego.
The girl frowned. “Weird guy, red hair, bit of a bird fixation?”
“That's him,” said Hego. “I hope you have not run afowl of him.”
“I almost caught him,” said the girl. “But someone just had to press a button.”
“But Kim, how was I supposed to know that button activated the escape protocols?” said the boy.
“Ron, you never press the big, red, shiny buttons unless they say ‘Abort’.”
Shego almost started smiling. There were actually people out there who approached crimefighting roughly the same way she did? How come she never heard of that before?
Hego, who looked mightily puzzled by all of this, tried to steer the conversation back to a place he could handle. “Well, not to worry, little girl, we will deal him.”
“Little girl?” said the one apparently called Kim. “Two of your teammembers are younger than I am.”
“Yes, but we have superpowers! Team Go, let's go!”
Hego dashed off into the evening, followed by the male members of Team Go. Shego watched them go and smirked.
“So, you're into crime-fighting too are you?” she said.
“That's right,” said Kim. “Why?”
“Did you ever get hit by a meteorite?”
“No,” said Kim. “Why do you ask?”
“So you have no superpowers whatsoever?”
“Of course not.”
Shego tilted her head to one side. “Then why fight crime?”
“Well… it beats babysitting,” said Kim. “And anyway, saving the world is pretty satisfying.”
“It is?”
“Wait, you all have superpowers?” said Ron.
Shego lifted a hand and let it flare with green fire. “You bet.”
“That is so cool.”
“Nice to be appreciated,” said Shego. “Anyways, we'd better go catch Aviarius right now, right?”
“We?” said Kim.
“Well, I assume you actually know where he is.”
“Wade just tracked down his signal,” said Kim. “But shouldn't you go with the rest of your team?”
“Yeah, you see, they don't know where he is. They just rushed off like they always do.”
“And you still actually beat the bad guys?” said Kim.
“Well, we do have superpowers,” said Shego.
“Typical,” said Kim. “Alright, you can come. But don't get it in my way.”
Shego raised an eyebrow and smiled in a way that wasn't exactly nice. “Whatever you say, Princess.”
Aviarius sat upon his roost and petted his pet condor. Actually, it wasn't much of a roost. It was really just a decrepit old chair in this decrepit old timeshare evil lair, but he'd be damned if he didn't call it his roost.
“Soon my plans will be complete,” he said partly to his condor, but mostly to himself. “Here, away from Go City, away from Team Go, I could work on the ultimate Anti-Go Weapon. And since this Middleton is so choked with archvillains of all kinds, the police hasn't even noticed me, leaving me to hatch my schemes undisturbed.”
“So what am I? Chopped liver?”
Aviarius sprang up from his chair and turned around to face the door. “Kim Possible! And that miserable rodent Rufus!” he yelled. “And… and…”
Ron sighed. “Ron Stoppable.”
“Right, you too,” said Aviarius.
“And, of course, me,” said Shego, stepping out of the shadows.
Aviarius took a step back. “You! So Team Go is here?”
“Kind of,” said Shego and fired.
The blast sailed over Aviarius’ head and left a smoking hole in the far wall.
“Wow,” said Ron. “That's… well… awesome.”
“Yes, but just remember, you're not supposed to kill him,” said Kim.
“Sure, sure,” said Shego. “So Aviarius, do you have any traps in this here ‘lair’?”
Aviarius glared at her and was only marginally aware that Kim had started to move.
“Well, my homing hummingbirds aren't installed yet, but…”
“Come on, last time we fought was in a proper lair,” said Kim, forcing Aviarius to take his attention off of Shego for a moment. “I'm willing to bet there's just you and your bird here.”
“I'll have you know I still have some tricks up my sleeve.”
“Sure you do,” said Shego, who was suddenly a lot closer to Aviarius than he was comfortable with. “Maybe you'll tickle us with your feathers.”
“The feather cannon was a great idea!” Aviarius yelled. “And don't you dare come closer!”
“Or what?” said Kim, who'd advanced even further.
“Or I'll…”
“Banzai!”
Aviarius looked up and his face was full of naked molerat.
“Now!“ Kim yelled.
Struggling to get Rufus off his face, Aviarius didn't see the leg sweep coming that knocked him on the floor, nor could he do anything about the sudden weight on his body, or the hands restraining him. But he could still use his mouth.
“Condor! Attack!”
“Not gonna happen,” said a voice. “Not unless he wants his wings burned off.”
Rufus leapt off Aviarius’ face, revealing to him that it was Kim who held him and down and that Shego had his bird in an embrace that could almost have been tender if it wasn't for the burning of her hands.
“And now we'll all sit quietly until the authorities arrive,” said Kim sweetly. “Won't we?”
“My, what an adventure that was,” said Hego.
Shego sat at the controls of the jet and said nothing. She was thinking. And for once, she wasn't thinking about how much she'd like to bash Hego's face in.
“What do you mean, adventure?” said Mego. “You did nothing.”
“That Kim Possible was cool, though,” said Wego.
“Yeah,” Wego agreed. “I mean, she took down Aviarius and she doesn't even have any powers.”
“Well, she couldn't have done it without our sis,” said Hego. “So it was a Go effort all the same.”
Except that Kim probably could have taken down Aviarius without her help, Shego reasoned. Simply because she was everything Team Go and, let's face it, most of the villains they faced wasn't. She was sensible.
And she saved the world not because It Was The Right Thing To Do or because It Was Her Responsibility. She was just an ordinary teenage girl. She didn't have to.
And yet she did.
“I think…” Shego said slowly, “someone should watch over her.”
“Of course,” said Hego. “Someone should watch over all innocent citizens. And that is what Team Go does.”
“No,” said Shego. “We just operate in Go City. Middleton's only protection is Kim and her sidekick. And she faces more villains than we do.”
“She's a good citizen,” said Hego.
“Listen,” Shego snapped. “She's just a girl fighting crime. She's going to get herself killed. I think I should stay with her.”
Hego looked shocked. “But sis, you can't just leave Team Go.”
“I'm not leaving,” said Shego. “Just… expanding our horizons. Look, we all know you can handle crime in Go City without me, it's not that hard.”
“But we're family,” said Wego.
“So?” said Shego. “Most siblings don't live with each other all their lives, you know. No, I think it's time for me to go.”
“But…” Hego started.
“I'm going to Middleton,” said Shego. “I think that's where I'm supposed to be.”