Disclaimer: All character appearances or mentioned in this story that was in the cartoon series are the property of Disney. Any other character belongs to whoever he/she belongs to.

A/N: This is the sequel to The Legacy of Shego, have to read that story first. The reasons behind this story will be posted in an after word for this story, which be located in my profile. Also, there is a theme song for this story. That song is "What I've done" by Linkin Park, which I played for every action scene or tense moment. It sets the mood to me for some reason.

To Kill the Immortals

By: Gim

Chapter 1: Be Careful to Plan Ahead

On a starry and chilly night, two lone men stood on the top of a building that was built in the form of letters, which once spelt the word Go, but after many years of neglect, it only spelt Lo. The two individuals were dressed in metal suits while they wore cloaks and hoods, which shrouded they faces in darkness. One of them was staring at the twinkling stars above them while the other stared blankly ahead at all the city lights and only blinked his glowing blue eyes. Neither spoke a word while they continued their gazes at whatever they were looking at, but finally the star gazer looked down at the other and sighed.

"It doesn't make any sense. Why...why does it have to be this way," the star gazer asked with a fiery tone.

"Because its maybe for the best, Jes," the blue eyes replied without a hint of emotion.

"But what's the logic in it, Doa. Wouldn't it be best for us to remain together?"

Doa shrugged his shoulders and stated, "Not really. You can't go with me because who else will be here to make sure our plan succeeds."

"What has gotten to you!? All of the sudden you came up with this cockamamie plan and now you expect me to go along with it," Jes stated abruptly, causing Doa to look back at him with wide and glowing, sapphire eyes.

Doa let out a chuckle and questioned, "You don't like it?"

"I would have if I was to be involved, but I won't be. I always thought we be in this together and I was to assist you. Not you running off and leaving me behind, expecting me to carry out the plan alone."

Doa let out a sigh and said, "Look, Jes. I have never ordered you around, but this time I will. I am going to prevent it before it happens and you are to stay behind. If I fail, you know what to do," before he took a puff from a cigarette.

"Yeah I know, and will you please quit that habit---it's bad for your health," Jes stated in defeat before Doa opened a flask and took a sip," and that too. Sheez, are you trying to kill yourself before it's your time?"

"I have to die from something. A little boy from long ago, once told me 'when it's your time, it's your time.'"

"And now that boy is all grown up and is still alive, which proves you can't predict everything," Jes stated sarcastically before Doa started to walk away from him.

"Well, it's time for me to leave," Doa said before he opened a hatch on the roof, which led into the building.

At hearing the hatch opening, Jes spun on his heels to look at the other man and he asked, "But are you sure its gonna happen soon?"

"Yep, I'm pretty sure it will happen within a couple weeks...which means I have to move fast to beat them to the draw," Doa replied before he looked up at the stars and he slipped into the hatch.

A moment later, a large door slid open on the roof and Jes slummed his shoulders in defeat. After the door had opened up completely, a small jet, resembling a Russian Berkut, shot out of the opening and streaked toward the sky. Jes watched the plane until it was out of sight and he let out a sigh.

"So...there goes the possible savior of this world into the great beyond. May he be successful in what he's about to get himself involved with," Jes stated sadly before he walked to the hatch to go into the building.

Deep in the vacuum of space, where no one can hear you scream, a massive fleet of strange ships cruised through an asteroid field. The giant armada seemed hell bent on reaching a destination without regard of the asteroids, which several of the ships would crash into enormous asteroids and would be destroyed while the others would continue on without stopping to help. This particular fleet was clustered around a single ship that dwarfed the rest.

For many years after the failed invasion of Earth, the Lorwardian High Council wanted to erase the embarrassment their great empire received on that faithful day. It was complete humiliation to know their greatest warriors were defeated by a small teenage from Earth and their war machines were stopped by mere plants. As the years went on, the council schemed and debated on what their next move be, but they never could decide on the right course of action.

However, after many centuries of searching, a lone Lorwardian scout fighter found what they had been searching for, the legendary Great Blue One, who was found frozen in an asteroid belt in the far reaches of space. After the find, their plans were set in motion under the guidance of the reanimated Great Blue One, who became Emperor of all he saw and touched along with the Lorwardian empire itself. It was he who resided in the largest of the ships and it was he who decided alone that the entire Lorwardian military be made ready to invade Earth. He knew only overwhelming force would succeed and he had just that with him. Nothing was spared for the invasion nor an able soul was left back at the home world. The Great Blue One knew that this would not only make or break his empire, it would also send out a clear message to the rest of the universe. He was in charge and no one nor anything should dare to oppose him.

While several Lorwardian personnel moved busily about on the bridge of the largest ship, a single Lorwardian, dressed with decorations from his former victories, stood before a large screen that showed him the infinite space and mighty fleet. For a long time, he stared at the sight and smiled at his fortune of being the second in command of the fleet, only the Great Blue One told him what to do. He had the power to conquer any world and if need be, destroy them, but only if his blue deity willed it. Finally the Lorwardian turned from the screen and looked up at a shroud of blackness behind him. All that was seen in the darkness was a pair of blue eyes that glowed and seemed fixed in a stare at the Lorwardian, who showed a submissive smile to the blue eyes.

"Everything's going according to plan. We'll be ready to begin the invasion in about two weeks," the Lorwardian said proudly after he banged his chest with a fist.

"That's not soon enough! I want to be there now," a sinister voice screamed at the Lorwardian from the shroud of darkness.

The Lorwardian stepped back from the blackness and stuttered, "B...but y...your Highness, we can't make these ships go any faster in this asteroid belt."

"You try my patience, Admiral Wardom! You better hope you never disappointment me," the menacing voice snapped before a bolt of sapphire energy shot from the shroud and struck at Wardom's feet.

The Lorwardian jumped back from fright and looked up at the shroud with terror, which was not a common trait among Lorwardians, but the Great Blue One had galvanized the attribute and now all Lorwardians dared not to stand up against the seemly god. Wardom only returned to his stare at the big screen and feared for his future. He had gotten the commission of Admiral the day the fleet left their home world. The Lorwardian before him had failed the Great Blue One and the self appointed god made an example out of the Lorwardian before the masses.

Not long after Wardom went to his blank stare at the screen and him hoping he succeeded, a ship among the fleet exploded, causing a shockwave to be sent out into space, which struck the ships closest to the destroyed ship. While Wardom watched the event unfolding before his eyes, several of the ships that the shockwave came in contact with, dropped out of formation and crashed into other ships that were following along behind them, which caused a domino effect within the fleet. Before long, several of the Lorwardians, within the ship with Wardom, went into a frenzy to correct the course of the fleet.

While the fleet tried to save itself from the carnage, the sinister voice screamed out, "What happened!?"

"Your Highness, the La'Xas exploded for unknown reasons," a Lorwardian stated while he worked with consoles before him.

"For unknown reasons!? I show you unknown reasons if you don't find out what happened," the menacing voice screamed before everyone heard a massive boot hit the floor from within the shroud.

Several of the Lorwardians flinched at the sound of the boot and they went to work as fast as they could with the consoles before them. Even Wardom braced himself for a lashing from his god behind him, but nothing happened and the Lorwardian relaxed his pose. He peeked back at the shroud and saw the blue eyes were higher than they were before, high enough that Wardom had to look up at them.

After a moment, the blue eyes descended and returned to where they once were before a Lorwardian stated, "Your Highness, I picked up a strange signature originating from the La'Xas moments before it exploded."

"What kind of signature," Wardom questioned.

"Unknown origin."

"Hmm...is it possible," Wardom heard the sinister voice question.

At hearing the god inquiring something, Wardom turned and asked,"What is it, sir?"

But before the sinister voice could answer, a Lorwardian screamed out, "We have an inbound!"

At hearing the Lorwardian, Wardom spun around and looked at the screen. For a moment, the screen only showed the fleet within the asteroid field, but right in front of the ship appeared a source of electricity and moments later, a small ship looking like a three pointed blade barreling right at the bridge.

"Bring that ship down," Wardom command.

On command, the Lorwardian crew went to work and the turrets on the large ship fixed on the small craft and lasers started to trace by it, but every one kept missing it. Right as the small craft was about to the bridge, a laser got lucky and struck it in the wing, sending the craft into a uncontrollable spiral past the bridge and crashing into an asteroid.

At seeing the sight of the craft being destroyed, Wardom let out a nervous laugh and stated, "That will teach whoever that was."

But his gloating died down the second a blue mist appeared in front of him before a man, dressed a metal suit and wearing a cloak and hood, appeared in the same spot. He only could go wide-eyed at the sight before the man struck him in the jaw with a fist, knocking him onto his back. While Wardom laid in the floor and groaned at the pain, the man ran across him, stepping in his gut and on his chest before the man smashed his nose with a boot, heading right to the shroud. The second the man got to the shroud, a sinister laugh escaped the darkness and the man pulled out a dagger.

Wasting no time, the man stated, "It ends here," and lunged into the blackness, only for him to reappear flying backward across the bridge, slamming into an console, which shot out electricity and electrocuted him.

While the man screamed out with agony, a blue skinned man, with gleaming azure eyes and was towering over the Lorwardians, stepped out of the shroud and laughed at the man's misfortune. Once the man went silent and started to slid to the floor, the blue skin man waved several Lorwardians to his would be assassin. After the crew was to the man, they knelt down at his smoking body and bounded him before one of them lifted his feet and dragged him out of the bridge, letting the man's head bang against the metal floor.

"I want him alive," the blue skinned man stated before he disappeared back into the shroud.

Hours later, the assassin awoke and looked around him. He sighed at the sight of where he was, which was in a small room that had metal walls and ceiling, and he tried to move his arms, but they didn't budge. Once his arms stayed outstretched above him, the man looked up at his hands and saw they were enclosed in bulky confines that restricted his movements, though he wished he could have let his arms down because they felt numb and asleep. All at once he felt a spasm surfacing in the calf of his left leg and he tried to straight the leg, but even it didn't move, which caused him to look down at the leg. He sighed again at the sight of his legs being fixed to the same type of bulky instruments as his arms.

While he went to studying his prison, a spot in the wall opened up and a towering blue skin man, along with Wardom and a plain clothed Lorwardian, walked into the room. At realizing the assassin was awake, the entourage stopped and studied his glowing blue eyes, which confused the Lorwardians because their god had the same feature. After a moment, Wardom walked right up to the bounded man and leaned in at the man to study the darkness in his hood.

"Good, you're awake," Wardom stated.

"He's lucky he's even alive, but since we can't reverse engineer the technology which he possesses, there is hope he would share us the details," the blue skin stated while he studied the would be assassin from afar.

"Oh, I got it off the internet," the assassin replied with mockery before he shifted his weight.

"Why did you come onto this ship," the blue skinned man questioned while he neared the assassin.

At first, the man said nothing and stared back at the Lorwardian in his face, but he finally answered, "It looked like a good place to stop and take a piss on before I got back to my vacation."

"Why did you destroy one of my ships," the blue skin asked calmly when he finally stood before the man.

"It was keeping me from taking a leak."

Both the blue skin and Lorwardians looked dumbfounded at the man's random answers. It was unusual for them to see an individual not to show the Great Blue One any respect, particularly one who attacked not only their god's fleet but the god himself. The little man fascinated them, even though the Lorwardians did not mind if they were allowed to kill the assassin.

"Why were you trying to kill me, the almighty Great Blue One, Calamous," the blue skin asked with arrogance while he stared down at the man.

"I wasn't trying to kill you, Blueberry. I was just saying hello."

"Who are you and where did you come from," the Lorwardian, in his face, demanded before he pointed a finger at the man's glowing blue eyes.

"I'm the King Pixie of a little rock from a far distant land. You might have heard it, its called go screw your momma."

At hearing assassin's smart remark, Calamous screamed with rage at finally losing his patience and grabbed the man by the throat. The man started to gasp for air and he struggled within his confines, but he finally gave up his resistance and started to go limp. When Calamous saw he was about to kill the man, he released his grip on the man's neck and took a deep breathe before he turned from the man.

"I have ways of making you talk, even if your sass kills you in the process," Calamous said while he started to walk away from the assassin.

"Your bad breath alone could kill a person," the man struggle to say before he let out a chuckle.

"Oh, you will see what I mean," Calamous stated while he peeked back at the man and motioned to the plain clothed Lorwardian, who had made his way to a control panel during the exchange of words, "and I might find a place for you in my army once you submit to me."

"I don't bow to anyone," the assassin snapped in defiance.

"You will or die. Guard, knock him senseless every time he wakes until he's ready to submit to me," Calamous commanded calmly before Wardom and he started out of the room.

While Calamous and Wardom exited the room and the door started to slide close, the assassin stared at their back sides before the guard Lorwardian flipped a switch at the controls, causing the assassin to snap his look to the guard. A second later, electricity shot out of the restraints attached to the man's limbs and he started to scream in agony, which echoed down the halls of the ship and the Great Blue One laughed at the painful wails while Wardom and he made their way back to the bridge.

Two weeks later, a young lady, with long reddish hair and wearing an evening gown, was leaning over a balcony while she took in the sights of the night time city. It was a forbidden place for her and she had never experienced the city life others her age had. She had been keep within the confines of the world leader's palace ever since her mom passed away. She knew there was some sense in her imprisonment from the outside world, but she longed to be among the common people. To live a normal life which was only dictated by her own actions. But alas, she was destined for greater things and she was not allowed to experience the true meaning of a normal life.

While she felt the yearning of the far reaching city, which was merely outside the palace compound, she heard the clatter of something on the roof above her, which caused her to investigate the sound by peering up above. The moment she looked up at the roof, a flash of black descending from the roof and stopped in front of her. Before she could even scream out at the fright, a dark figure, wearing a metal suit and hooded cloak, lit on the balcony rail and the surprise terrorized her, which caused her to scream, but her shriek was muffled because the figure had placed a hand on her mouth. A moment later, she felt something cold against the side of her head and she cut her eyes to the sensation, which she saw was being caused by a pistol being stuck to the side of her head..

"Are you Hope Lawson," the woman heard the figure questioned in a raised whisper, which caused her to turn her gaze back to the man and saw he was looking at her with glimmering blue eyes.

The sight frightened the lady to the point of not being able to answer the question and she felt the pistol start to press harder into the side of her head. Finally she nodded her head out of pure terror and she heard the figure cock back the hammer on the gun.

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