Rise from the Ashes
This story is based upon the "A Small Possibility" series created by NoDrogs. Try and think of all the occurrences in this tale to be that from another timeline, having no effect on any of the later parts of his series.
SPOILER ALERT WITHIN THIS FANFIC I decided to try my hand at writing an alternate ending (so to speak) for the "Monkeying with a Sidekick" story by NoDrogs.
The base had been empty for sometime now. There was only the sound of silence, the body of Noir Goable had a small layer of dust accumulating on top of it, and the blood was dried and cracking. Kim and Ron had left the base not knowing that the bodies of two of their foes also rest within the walls of the now abandoned building. Drakken was face up near a communications terminal with blood covering his traditional blue jacket and part of his throat just a few feet from his corpse. Gemini was several feet from the helicopter pad, a bloody hole between his eyes.
The front entrance was suddenly filled with dull light as the door slowly creaked open, the sound echoed throughout the complex. Two figures stood near the entrance, and soon wandered over to the lifeless body of Noir.
"Subject: Noir Goable… deceased. Cause: Stab wounds in the chest, resulting in immediate heart failure." reported a female voice.
The second figure laughed and replied, "Looks like the Supremely Evil One wasn't so great after all, good riddance."
He bent down and looked Noir in the eyes, "Look at this! He looks utterly shocked! I wonder if he was killed by that Stopable kid, or even better… that naked mole rat of his. Oh that would be hilarious!" he said between laughs.
The female figure ignored him, stepping over to the almost unidentifiable corpse of Suffer. "Subject: Suffer… deceased. Cause: Gun shot to the head. No other casualties within this area" She turned on her heel and returned to the male's side.
"Let's search around some more, he has to be here…" the man rambled off. They made their way to the hanger.
Gemini was clearly in sight, and the female was beside his body in what seemed like a flash. "Subject: Gemini… deceased. Cause: Gun shot to the head, death was instant". She casually walked back to her male counterpart.
"So poor Gemini got caught up in this too" the male said in a soft tone, "I wonder if this was Noir's doing? We'll come back for his body later, Dr. Director will want to see this." The man turned and headed for the exit, the female followed suite.
They made their way through the corridors of the base and into the communications area. The man spotted the feet of Dr. Drakken behind a desk and rushed over. He knelt down and said in a somber tone, "Dr. Drakken, you just had to get yourself killed… all you had to do was stay in prison." He looked the body up and down and noticed the large gash in the throat.
"Subject: Dr. Drakken… deceased. Cause…" The man had raised his hand, notifying the woman to be quiet. He replied, now with an angrier tone "It's fairly obvious how he died, by the looks of it the damned genetic mole freak did this to him" Standing up he dusted off his legs and reached inside his pocket.
"Well Dr. D, lucky for you no one will ever know that you died here today" He removed a small remote from his jacket pocket, with the press of a button the corpse was quickly enveloped with a dark blue flame. It only took mere seconds for the remains to be turned into a fine ash. "Gather that up DeeDee" he ordered.
DeeDee complied; opening one of her fingers and sucking the ash up like a vacuum. "Remains collected" she said coldly. She opened up her torso to reveal a small compartment with a now full jar of ashes and handed it to her master.
A grin appeared just below the scar of the cerulean man, "I don't know why Shego got so worked up about this sort of thing… cloning rules!" Dr. Drakken exclaimed.
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"Load Gemini into the hover craft DeeDee, I'll be leaving soon" commanded Dr. Drakken. He held onto the jar filled with his clone's ashes. "And get me a label for this thing, I wouldn't want to mix it up with my dirt collections".
"Affirmative" the robotic woman replied, her body began shaking and for a split second she vanished, only to appear again with a bag slung over her shoulder. "Gemini collected".
"Aaaaaand?" pestered Drakken. DeeDee's hip started making slight 'whirring' noises and a slip of paper pushed out. Drakken grabbed it and peeled the front off, sticking to onto the jar. "There we go," he said
gleefully.
DeeDee took the bag with Gemini out of the building and loaded it into Drakken's new hovercraft (With easier controls, just for Dr. D) leaving the blue man alone in the building.
He placed his jar carefully on the ground and removed a slip of paper and a pencil from his jacket pocket. He licked the tip of the pencil and began reading the slip, "Alright; number one locate secret base… Check! Number two confirm fatalities… Check!" He checked off two boxes within his list and continued on. "Number three, locate clone… Check!" he tapped the jar with his foot and grinned.
DeeDee had now returned to him and was awaiting orders, Drakken checked the third box and began reading once more, "Optional, obtain Gemini's body… Check, Miss Director will not like that." He shuddered at the fact that he was going to be the one to tell her, it was bad enough being a wanted felon, but to bring the dead body of her twin brother (…Fraternal) was almost a death sentence. He pushed back the thought and went back to his list, "Well, since SSS is nowhere in sight… there goes the other Optional. Now number four, destroy base" He put his list away in his pocket for a moment and walked over to DeeDee and placed his hand on her cold shoulder.
"Ok DeeDee, commence command number 'BTBU-253' and good bye my precious" he ordered, whipping a tear from his eye.
"Command number 'BTBU-253' activated, T-minus 5 minutes and counting until DeeDee self destruct" the robot said as her eyes became bright red.
Drakken picked up the remains of his former clone and ran out of the building. He jumped onto his hovercraft and glanced back to the base, he gave a little salute for his soon to be departed DeeDee.
"I think I have enough time left to pick up that Monkey Fist and…" he shuddered once again, "DNAmy". They would be easy enough to find, he thought, just follow the screams.
Shortly after his hovercraft, with himself, Monty and a gagged and bound DNAmy were off and flew towards Middleton. The base that housed the Supremely Evil One was destroyed in a brilliant flash, DeeDee's power core seemed to pack a big enough punch to take it out. It left a fairly large crater within the Earth.
Putting his hovercraft into auto-pilot, Drakken withdrew his list from within his pocket. He read out his final two points on it, " Number five, spread ashes of clone near Area 51… it seems like the right place to do it" his mind wandered off for a second. Aliens, spaceships and far off worlds, it was a very strange and rewarding 'trip'. He shook his head and returned his attention to the list, "Number six, find Kim Possible and Shego and…" he stopped for just a moment, it seemed DNAmy had managed to grab Monty even though her hands were behind her back, Monty screamed out in terror. Drakken decided to ignore the two lovebirds and finished the sentence, "Apologize for what my clone has done".
This is going to be way harder than the Dr. Director part, he began thinking to himself. He started shaking and sweating, "Let's hope Shego doesn't kill me, two dead Drakken's is no fun at all".