Swan Song - A Semi-Typical Kigo Story, with a CCL Twist
NOTE: This is my entry for the KimShego's 'Love Declaration' Contest on DeviantART.
I have divided it up into parts, only to make it easier to read, do not count them as chapters.
Summary: Shego Has Finally Done It! She Has Killed That Pesky Kim Possible. Only Problem Is That She Doesn't Remember Doing It.
Is Kim Really Dead? Did Shego Really Kill Her? Read To Find Out.
Update: Few Minor Edits, and New A/N above.
Disclaimer: I Own Nothing. Shocker Isn't It?
(Read the WHOLE Thing, all I'm Saying.)
PART 1: "What the Hell Is Going On?"
A solitary faint light bulb suspended by a fraying wire was one's only hope for light. It wasn't much but then again what more could you expect for a wanted criminal. Emerald green eyes inspected the dim room only able to make out what look as if to be a dirt floor, and no walls since it seemed they were out of the light's reach.
Shego attempted to shift in the chair that she was positioned in; she quickly found that her ankles and torso had been affixed to the metal chair by a metal fastener. Attention turning to her hands bound behind her back, the thief tried to break whatever had its grip on her, to no avail. Becoming more aggravated by the passing second she made an effort to ignite her plasma, which failed. Upon further inspection she could feel her hands were incased in a bag.
The thief cracked her stiff neck; she did not know how long she had been sitting there. But from her throbbing head and sore muscles she could guess that she had been knocked out again for a couple hours. Shego furrowed her eyebrows, deep in thought, trying to piece together the fuzzy memories she had of the past few hours.
Abruptly a female voice boomed out across the room, "We are tired of playing with you, either tell us what you have done with Kim Possible or we will be forced to use other measures once again."
"Wh-..." was all the thief could mutter as part of a wall slid away, revealing a room of blinding light. She was awe-stuck as a silhouette stood in front of her, whoever it was seemed to have a truncheon. The figure swiftly made its way across the room, rapidly landing blow after blow across the thief's face, after a minute had past the beating ceased.
In the meantime in the next room, Dr. Director pinched her brow in frustration. She wasn't getting anywhere with Shego, if anything the beatings were making her job harder, the thief continued to pass out and wake up even more puzzled. She turned to Will Du, who was cleaning off his truncheon with a cloth, and she looked at him at a loss.
"Director, if I may. Perhaps if we leave her be for a few days, hunger would get the best of her.", Will suggested with a wicked sneer.
The Director sighed, replying after a long silence "I don't think she did it to be quite honest, Will."
The agent looked at his superior in disbelief; Shego had been a problem for years now. It was her job as a mercenary to dispose of troublesome things and Kim was a nuisance to Drakken. In Will's mind she was the one, and he did not doubt his own reasoning.
"I mean if she had kidnapped Kim she would be gloating about it, we all know how Shego is. Her ego means more to her than anything else." Dr. Director continued after a moment.
The telephone rang before Will could respond, Director answering it with a gasp.
Shego let out a pain filled groan as she awakened, as she had done for who knows how many times that day. She found herself even more disoriented then the previous times, but at the same time she seemed to remember why she was here in the first place. Something had happened with Kim, if she remembered correctly, but what exactly she didn't really know.
The thief could hear voices close to her it seemed, but she could not see anyone. She soon realized she had a blindfold covering her eyes; it did not register for the reason that the room she had been in was almost black as pitch. She tried to focus in on what the voices were saying; soon giving up, for part of the blindfold was covering her ears, muffling the voices. She then tried to move only to find that she was restrained in the same chair, to her dismay.
After a half an hour Shego began to nod off to sleep, she shot up quickly when she felt the blindfold becoming undone. Her eyes squinted at the sudden bright light shining in her face, taking a few moments to adjust. Now that thief could see she quickly surveyed the environment, seeing Dr. Director and the boy that had administered her beatings across the metal table she was seated at. Guards were positioned at either side of her, and in each of the four corners of the room, all with their guns aimed at her head.
Shego glared at the boy then turned her attention to the Director, "Alright what in the hell is going on?" she demanded.
Dr. Director remained collected as she took a picture out of a folder beside her, pushing it towards the thief, "Can you explain this?"
Shego raised an eyebrow at the Director before turning to the picture, what the picture depicted made the thief sick to her stomach. Kim's face had been mangled beyond recognition; her red bloody crusted hair was the only identifying mark that was left. Of course it could have been someone else with red hair, but Shego knew her Princess when she saw her. The hero's clothes shredded, although the thief really wouldn't consider them to be clothes anymore, more of rags being held together by a single thread. Burn marks engulfed her entire body only bits and pieces of her once cream-toned skin was left.
But the most disturbing part of this was a burn in the shape of a clearly defined clawed handprint on the hero's neck. Was she the cause of this? Shego had no recollection of it or of even seeing Kim for the last few heists she had gone on actually, which was quite an odd thing in itself. And now for the red-head to wind up dead, Shego doubted her sanity.
Dr. Director observed the thief's reaction to be quite surprised; it looked as if Shego was as perplexed as she was to this whole mess. This only furthered her suspicion she was innocent, the woman cleared her throat before asking again, "Shego, what happened with you and Kim? We know you did it, just look at her neck!"
Shego was taken aback; she had no clue how to even answer this. It seemed to her that she had read somewhere that 'The Truth Shall Set You Free', so she decided to take that advice. "I don't know what happened to Kimmie, I'd never hurt her that badly. And sure as hell wouldn't kill my Princess."
Will was tired of wasting time with the thief he suddenly took out his truncheon and delivered a blow to Shego's face across the table. This time the mercenary saw red, her plasma ignited blazing hotter than thought possible, burning through the specially designed bag on her hands. She grabbed the truncheon as Will tried to send yet another blow to her already bloody face. The wooden truncheon immediately turned to ash in her hand, while the other hand went for Will's throat.
Dr. Director vociferously slammed her fist down on the metal table, making a noticeable dent. Everyone froze, even Shego, looking at the clearly aggravated older woman who just glared daggers at the room's inhabitants. "Phil, Thomas please escort Mr. Du into a holding cell until I am done here." She started, regaining her composer "Shego let go of him, if you would."
The mercenary complied, her head was now pounding from the sudden blow and she didn't feel like having to put him in his place at the moment. But it seemed as if the Director would it for her after she was done interrogating. Director sat back down in her seat motioning for Shego to do the same, not missing a beat the older woman continued with the interview as if the incident had not happened.
Dr. Director looked at the mercenary strangely, "And pray tell, why wouldn't you hurt Kim? It's your job now isn't it?"
Shego rebounds from the confrontation and quickly goes back to her normal self, staring angrily at the woman now, "I'm paid to be a bodyguard for Drakken and steal whatever he needs, not to kill a nineteen year old girl."
"And you expect us to believe that? You just about killed Mr. Du right here in front of six Global Justice Guards." The older woman countered.
The thief deliberated for a moment before merely responding, "He's not Kim."
The Director clearly wasn't expecting that answer as she raised an eyebrow at the green-skinned woman across from her, "So what you're say is that she is more important to you than he is."
Shego snarled in aggravation, "Of course Kimmie is more important to me than him! I've literally watched her grow up, and if we weren't on different sides I'd even go as far to say that I loved her. As sick and twisted as that may be… So yes she's far more important."
The mercenary couldn't believe what had just came out of her mouth, she mentally slapped herself for letting herself be manipulated like that. The words had been on the tip of her tongue for years it seemed, trapped there just because she was too stubborn to admit her feelings. She hadn't let herself feel since she had started working for Drakken; to have feelings for someone would just be mutually dangerous for both of them.
We've all seen the movie, the protagonist falls for his lady-fair just to have her kidnapped by a gang of thieves, whom he battles to save his lady. Nothing wrong with that except for Shego knew she was the antagonist trying to steal the heart of the Lady-Fair. She wasn't for sure who the Knight in Shining armor would be, probably the buffoon for sake of argument. Yes, the Naco Knight on his Loyal Naked Mole Rat Steed, battling the evil plasma-wielding serpent to save his Pandaroo Princess.
Shego scoffed at the thought, "So one-eye are we done? I told you everything I know, which is nothing."
Dr. Director waved her hand dismissively at the guards who in turn escorted an exhausted Shego back to the dirt floored room she had originally awakened in. The room was the same, excluding the plain wooden bed that replaced the metal chair in the center of the chamber. One of the guards hit a switch, locking the moveable wall into its closed position and trapping the mercenary. Shego slowly made her way over to the bed before collapsing upon it; she was asleep before even hitting the mattress.
The Director was sitting at her desk going through the case files, Shego had made it quite apparent she knew nothing about Kim's death. She picked up the picture of the hero's neck; the handprint was clear as day. But something was off; the hand's fingers were just too perfect. Director knew in a struggle there would be no possible way to leave a burn like that, even for Shego.
The hero's body was due to arrive at Global Justice headquarters in an hour's time, which would allow for closer examination and a DNA sample. There had not been a DNA sample taken from the body yet, but due to a smashed Kimmunicatior beside the body it was assumed to be Kim's. Besides she had been sent out on a mission to that area of Africa two weeks ago, but neither Ron nor Kim had returned.
Actually Ron had been recovered about four days prior to the discovery of Kim, hardly a scratch on him. A snake bite was his only injury, a small one at that, he had explained he forgot his Kimmunicatior and had been separated from Kim after a group of monkeys had chased him. She seemed to have been looking for him, not bothering to call Wade to check in. Ron was lucky to have been separated from Kim and been saved from the sadistic torture his Pre-K friend was put through.
Director yawned; sitting back into her leather chair, something about this whole thing was off, what that something was though she couldn't put her finger on it. "Hopefully some light can be shed on this after her body gets here." she thought.
Shego woke up to complete darkness, sometime during the night the light bulb had finally gone out. As the mercenary lay in the darkness, she began to contemplate a way to escape. She knew if she was to just remain here she would be tried and convicted; sentenced to death most likely.
Shego scoffed, "Damn Biased jury would send me off to the chair without a second thought."
She continued to think of some way to escape, many plans forming in her mind. Only to have her mind turn against her bringing heartache as her thoughts traveled to Kim Possible, the girl that could do anything; but cheat death.