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How to Save a Life

By

Iffert's Flame

Darkness blanketed the ruined lair as the faintest of sounds could be heard. Slowly, Shego stood shaking off the last of the dust that had coated over her body. 'Sheesh Dr. D, you've really got to make it harder for them to find the self-destruct." Twisting a smile of slight disgust she lit up one of her hands to look over the ruins. "Or at the very least have an off button instead."

Oddly enough there were little or no signs of life. Most of the synthodrones were probably crushed under tons of rock and debris, but she knew that Drakken, with all of his idiocy knew at least how to get away from a situation unharmed. Survival, Shego figured a long time ago, had absolutely nothing to do with intelligence especially where the good doctor was concerned. The Princess and the Pest had out done themselves this time in wiping out the lair, ironically leaving the walls still standing around them. Guessing from the explosion, at least the lower levels were going to stay intact for now.

Muttering several curses in several languages Shego began to try to find anything that would lead out of this maze of mess and at least get her outdoors where she could get her bearings again. This was definitely going to cost Drakken another vacation to Greece, and then Spain. Lost in thought the green-skinned villain wondered how the other two dunderheads got out alive. It was a wonder that the Pest had lived so long with all of the crazy stunts he pulled.

A moan shook Shego out of her reprieve, and she immediately slipped into a defensive posture. Secretly, she hoped that everyone was going to just call it a day and go their separate ways. A second moan was followed by hacking coughs. The moan, now that she was aware, sounded familiarly feminine. 'Drat, so much for a peaceful end.' Shego mentally prepare a second round with the Princess. Maybe if she got the Pest in trouble the Princess would be too distracted to stop Drakken and herself from making a clean get-away.

Creeping along the ruins, she could hear some muttering from the Princess. Sighing to herself Shego rounded what was left of a corner and stopped in mid-stride as a scream and faint sounds of thrown stone could be heard. The scream was only one word, and it was filled with such agony that Shego was almost shaken from the emotion put in that one word.

"RON!"

Quickening her pace Shego began to sprint forward, flaring up her plasma fists to see the terrain so that she could maneuver. The screaming continued as more rocks could be heard thrown in random directions. Shego had to actually fire one of her plasma blasts to keep from getting skulled by a rather large piece of debris. Stopping dead in her tracks again she could only look on in horror at the sight before her.

Kim Possible, the girl who could do anything, knelt unscratched by the destruction. She was desperately clawing away at a pillar that pinned a very badly hurt Ron Stoppable. The scene before her could be relived in her opponent's eyes; and the outstretched hands of Ron alone told the tale: He had pushed her out of the way of the falling pillar only to be pinned and crushed underneath himself.

Ron Stoppable, who was a buffoon, idiot, and hero one and the same was about to die; sacrificing his life so that Kim would live. Nobody in their right mind would afterward think of him as a loser ever again, living as he died, defending the love of his life from certain death.

A long time ago, Shego was a hero; someone who would save people for a living, not because she was powerful and she could, but because she wanted to do it. Years of hardened criminal activity had long since buried those feelings. Callusing over a warm beating heart that was in essence good to it core. However, this small scene made her stop and ponder at the life she lead… or could lead again.

Shego was at a crossroads... on the one hand she could let the boy... no man die and go on knowing that Kim Possible, her arch nemesis would be a shell of a woman, ripe for her final defeat. On the other hand, Shego could do something that she swore to never do again and be a hero, risking her own mortality to save his.

"P... please... Shego... he... hel... help him!." Kim practically begged on her hands and knees. It began to tear through the very fabric of who the villainous was. She could feel the warring in her soul, one darker side of her soul, who enjoyed watching her arch-nemesis on her knees, begging for mercy; and the other surprisingly strong lighter side urging Shego into action.

Let him die. One side spoke to her, it was seductively sweet, and so easy to follow.

Save him. One side plead with Shego, it was easy to ignore most of the time, but there was something different.

Let him die. You're no hero. The darkness said sweetly. It was true she wasn't a hero, as a matter of fact, she liked being a villain. Villainy gave Shego the rush of power and the thrill of danger that being a hero never did. Most importantly there was the freedom, so much freedom in being able to take what she wanted, when she wanted it, in the time of her choosing.

Save him. You are no killer either. The light spoke more sternly and with such force. That side that she always hated, it made her see things that were ugly and wrong. It kept her violent nature in check as well as kept her from falling too far. Freedom that came from villainy was one thing; killing, however, was a whole different ball of wax.

LET HIM DIE. The darkness roared inside of her head, she was Shego, and those where her enemies who deserve to be blasted to oblivion of getting in her way.

'Screw it not on my watch.' Shego thought with finality to herself as the plasma hands glowed as bright as she had ever had made them. The impact would vaporize whatever or whoever it hit. At the moment, the only thing that Shego had hoped for was that her aim was as good as it once was.

"MOVE IT PRINCESS." Was the only warning that Shego gave as she unleashed a devastating blast. At first there was a big flash of green light as it hit near, on or around where Ron was. The impact itself sounded like a gust of wind through the trees as the eerie green light died down and again only darkness fell.

The only sounds that could be heard were the shuffling of feet and coughing sobs. Shego numbly walked toward where Stoppable was pinned. It would take a few seconds for her to strike up a 'plasma torch'. In her mind there were two screaming voices both vying for dominance over the other.

You fool. You could have killed him with that blast. Her lighter side admonished. Inwardly, Shego cringed at that point, the blast was to vaporize the debris and not him.

You fool. You should have killed him with that blast. Her darker side growled. It did have a point, with one fell swoop she could have ended Stoppable's pathetic life right then and there.

'SHUT UP. Shego shouted in her mind, quieting her voices, trying to gather whatever frayed threads of sanity that she had left. Listening intently, she could hear a second, rasping breath. Shego let out a breath that she had held since blasting the pillar away.

"Ron?" a second voice said, closer to where Ron was laying. "Pleas.. Please say anything, something." What was said after was muffled and hard for Shego to hear herself, though in her mind she was sure it was some sort of 'If you live thought this...' confessions.

Shego, still having sense about her did the only thing she could think of doing in the meantime. It was time to call for help. "Yo. Dr. D, where in the blazes are you?"

"Meh, Shego, I'm freezing out here at the side of the mountain waiting for you to get out here so we can escape." Drakken said on the other end of the transmission.

"Um, yeah Doc, slight change in plans. I'm kinda hoping you're a better doctor then a evil world conquering genius, 'cause we need one down here pronto." The sarcasm was the only thing from keeping Shego from loosing her mind right along with Princess.

"Are you hurt Shego?" The alarmed voice would have given Shego a more touching feeling, but under the circumstances she brushed it aside.

"No, I'm not but the Buffoon is... got himself caught underneath a pillar and almost was crushed to death." Shego responded with a hurried voice. This was going to be like pulling teeth... and if Drakken didn't come soon it would be his teeth that got pulled.

"Soooo... I'm sure that the injuries aren't that bad." Drakken must have been thinking the guy had broken an arm or something. Shego shook her head violently blew a huff of frustration.

"No you idiot! He's going to die, so get your blue butt down here and save him NOW!" She sounded like a drill instructor, but it was necessary nonetheless. As the powers that blinked out for a bit seemed to gather within her again, she let out a faint glow to see how Ron and Kim were doing. The young man was semi conscious and in a great deal of pain. Kim was doing her best to apply first aid where she could, but the internal bleeding had to be dealt with immediately.

Another sound intermingled with the silence and the murmuring. 'Good, the Doc's here.' Shego thought to herself walking over finally to where Ron lain. "Helps on the way sport so hang in there." Was all that Shego could say gruffly. Internally, she continued to have the conflicting voices of both hero and villain in her head. It was a debate that Shego was sure that would be dealt with later; after everyone else had been taken care, one way or the other.

Drakken stepped down from his hovercraft with a perplexed look on his face. There wasn't enough light for him to do an examination, and since the danger had passed, he decided to try and move the young boy from here and hopefully the down stairs med lab that had been left intact. "Shego, Kim, grab an end of the Bu..." Looking over to the anguish on Kim's face and the murderous glare that Shego had flared up corrected himself quickly, "Ah I mean Stoppable onto my hovercraft. It will be the best way to get him safely down to the Medical Lab." He could actually see that time was indeed of the essence if he was to save the young hero.

As the two did as instructed, Drakken himself supported Ron's back as best as he could. About the only good news was that his extremities had not been injured. However, with the spinal and neck injuries moving him was going to be very difficult.

And where was he going to find blood to transfuse into Stoppable anyway? With the tech in med lab he still couldn't synthesis blood of any type Unless... no that wouldn't work at all. Besides she'd kill him if he even suggested such a thing. Literally instead of figuratively this time

Shego just looked on as she set a broken Ron onto the deck of the small hovercraft. There was barely enough room for the two of them, much less all four, one of them who was sprawled on the floor. "Dr. D we'll meet you down at med lab, Kimmie and I can hoof it from here."

To Be Continued...