I do not own Kim Possible.
This is my first Kigo story I've posted on fanfic. I always found it hard to do stories with out making a oc up to help with plots, jokes and things like that so, I decided to make it like this. I'm not going to say much about my oc because it'll give most of the plot away. I hope you like it and please, review and give me a bit of support. Thanks!
A young Shego, no older than 16, charged through the hall, hands lit and determination spread across her face. She was chasing after a dark figure in front that was in a full black suit with a neck scarf round their face. Shego threw a couple of fiery blasts, hoping to slow the figure down but the figure moved swiftly, avoiding each blow. The figure then quickly leaped on the side wall and then swung round in mid air and gave Shego a kick in the side of the face making the green skinned women fly back down the hall. Shego quickly jumped back on her feet and looked round the hall. Nothing. The figure was gone. She walked forwards, each step as quietly as possible as she looked for her pray. She stopped suddenly as she felt something hit her shoulder. She looked at her shoulder and saw dust that was coming from above. Setting her hands alight, she looked up with a smirk but before she could react, the ceiling tile busted, falling down on top of her as the figure leaped down too and tackled Shego. Shego shook her head violently, trying to shift the dust and bits of ceiling tile of her face so she could see the figure who pinned her down to the floor. Looking back down at her was two sky blue eyes.
"Who are you?" Shego asked shocked from the stealth and speed that the figure attacked her with.
The figure removed the head scarf to show a female just older than the teen Shego. She had long, ghost white hair and blue eyes that had a mischievous spark in them. She was grinning back at Shego as Shego panted and stared back at her.
"They call me Shadow," she said quietly in a British accent.
"Shadow?" Shego repeated still panting as Shadow nodded.
"And what can I call you my little fiery Dragon?" she asked.
"None of your business!" Shego yelled, and then quickly lit her hands forcing Shadow to release her grip and leap off.
Shadow hit the ground several feet from Shego in a cat like stance. She looked over at Shego with the grin still plastered on her face. Shego narrowed her eyes as she didn't like the cockiness of this older female. Shego then charged at Shadow as Shadow remained still. Shego was no more than inches away when Shadow finally reacted and leaped up and round house kicked Shego in the chest.
"You good, but not good enough my dear," Shadow said standing up strait. "I'll be going now. Hope we get to meet again in the near distinct future," she said before she dived through the door at the side of her. Shego quickly stood up and ran through the door but it was too late. The main window in the room was wide open and Shadow was gone. Shego cursed under her breath and eyed the window as if it was its entire fault that she had lost to the powerful women. She then turned and left the room feeling very sore and very annoyed…
…present day Shego opened her eyes. She sat up in her large black and dark green bed and rubbed her head in frustration.
"Shadow… that's a name I haven't heard in a long time," she said to herself before looking at the clock at her bed side. "And one I don't really want to wake me at three in the morning!" she growled before pulling the bed sheets over her head in frustration.