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The Fight
It started out innocently enough. There was nothing out of the ordinary about their latest encounter, unless you count the lasers mounted on the radio controlled sharks. That was Drakken for you though, always coming up with new schemes and plots and aspirations to 'take over the world'. Such as it was, their latest encounter was high above a tiger-shark pit. The laser-beams shooting periodically out of the water were little more then distractions.
Two femme fatale stood eye to eye:
Kimberly Anne Possible. A modern age hero and one of the best and brightest girls under 21. Her flowing red hair, sparking eyes, the feeling of her fist punching against the stomach. It was all there.
Shego. A postmodern villainess, and one of the most infamous women under 30. Her draping black hair, devious and piercing eyes, the painful sensation of her heel impacting against the lower back. It was all expected.
Drakken appeared flustered but remembered his hired help. "Shego! Go get her while I recalibrate the modulators! Hurry!"
"Oh, I'm on it!" The green and black draped vixen yelled out. Turning back towards her foe, Shego's expression tensed, her jade colored eyes narrowed.
Kim and Shego equally dropped into stances of absolute preparedness. There was a brief study of the eyes, of body position, of their stance's unique differences, of the muscles' contracting and expanding alongside with their breathing rates. All of it was analyzed, all of it was being taken into account. Kim's eyes also seemed to focus. She could feel the material of her gloves and by extension her entire mission outfit. The gloves in particular gripping very close as she formed her hands into fists, it was like a mixture of leather and rubber, a tough synthetic material well equipped to protect for encounters such as this. The material seemed to breathe, but it felt durable at the same time.
Shego's one piece suit was an nearly equally crafted piece of material. Cheaper to sew and create in her spare time, but with the personal touch of a thief and the many different capabilities taken into account for her stealth, maneuverability and aptitude for throwing green plasma, her suit was world's away from Kim's. The color difference helped to solidify that fact. Kim and Shego's attentions were seemingly divided and so it also seemed almost as if Time had stopped for the immediate surrounding. The moment was coming to a close quickly though, because Shego was of course the aggressor in their duels, and a small squint of her eyes signaled the beginning of their dance.
A reaching punch, a sweeping kick, back and forth they skipped and leaped across the high-rise walkway.The weight and impact of their varied dodges and solid landings caused the platform to vibrate and rattle slightly.
Still, while the two harbored no physical weapons other then their limbs, they seemed almost to bout to the improvised steps of a forbidden rhythm. It was dangerous, it was not even very graceful, but at the same time, on a very small level of detection by both sides of this arrangement of combat, the understood notion that they were going through the motions was clear. Yet on and on they carried their roles in this play, for players they were naturally, and this play they knew all the lines to.
More attacks, more defenses, more counter-attacks, more counter-defenses, their deadly (From anyone else who would have been watching) romp of steps and cavorting left nothing to chance... almost.
"You're slipping Kimmie"
Shego needed a telling sign to show little-miss-goody-two-shoes just who she was dealing with. Deciding to throw back to an older and probably less expandable move as a way to throw Kim off momentarily, Shego carried herself to a Flèche, pushing herself forward from the front leg. The move may have been originally intended for Fencing, but it worked just as well unarmed.
Kim however, thought she saw the beginning of a cross-over. Shego's legs beginning to move into the positions indicated by how it was normally carried out. She had of course, had seen this maneuverer many times before and prepared herself for the oncoming running kick. Shego's legs failed to full cross and instead there was a very delicate balance as Shego somehow gained an advance on Kim's position, nearly running in a perfectly diagonal line. Normally a ballestra lunge would have been used to foil off Shego's advance, but since Shego was no longer in her original form of attack, this would have to change.
The dark haired and dangerous femme fatale leaped forward, extending one leg at Kim's shoulder.
Instead of trying for a simple dodge, Shego's earlier words echoed in her mind in the space of milliseconds and Kim found herself sliding down to the ground into a Passata-sotto, dropping a hand to the floor and lowering her body under Shego's oncoming kick. The trick worked and Shego forced herself into a beat parry, striking down hard on the floor to gain momentum for a 180 degree turn for a proper landing. Kim had slowed down and was midway into her redoublement, her wrist twisting slightly to allow for the rest of her body to arch back towards the target. Shego's arm became loosened from support by Kim's sweeping shins and Shego slid fast towards the railing.
"The same could be said of you", Kim managed to quip out as she landed back on her feet. Crouching down, the teen hero somewhat calmly got ready for her own advancing attack.
Had her opposition been anyone else, Kim might have had the upper hand then. This however, was Shego. A very quick change to a flunge maneuver, stopping her back leg from coming forward allowed Shego to propel herself into a dive. At this moment, there was a flash of lights turning on and off and a low rumbling sound. The walkway shook noticeably. All of these things combined let the redhead know that her partner was busy doing his part down below to foil the mad scientist. She was about to grin for the assumed accomplishment, but Kim could not help but look back on in daft surprise as it seemed Shego was going to go through the railing.
Perhaps the explosion down below had distracted her counter-part?
Indeed, there was a small look of surprise on her foe's face, and enemy or not, that was not looking like a smart move. Kim began to get up, but Shego's hair and the rest of her body shouldered over the platform and disappeared. Kim sighed a little, knowing 'that trick', and cautiously looked behind her for the oncoming counter-attack. The 'trick' worked by have one 'fall' down on one side, grabbing the railing and propelling one's self across to the other side and coming back over attacking the unsuspecting enemy. To Kim's surprise, several seconds passed and there was no approaching green flame. Nothing on the other side of the suspended walkway, which was at the moment their battlefield. As Kim began to raise an eyebrow and thought maybe Shego was trying something else, she heard a splash.
The lasers tinged the walls of the complex in erratic and random patterns, but away from where Miss Possible was situated.
"Shego?" Her thoughts had slipped into spoken word.
Kim forgot all sense of calm rationality and paced quickly over to the railing. Looking down she could see a lot of splashing and thrashing as the waters below her periodically displayed the frenzied movement of the sharks. She ducked once to avoid an oncoming laser but looked on still in disbelief as she could make out... Shego's suit!
There was the faint sound of something reacting against metal, but before Kim could do anything, she was suddenly not in complete control of herself.
"... She--gaaArms!?"
Kim felt her body raise up into the air and it took over a moment too long for her to snap back and realize what was occurring. A pair of faintly green arms had grabbed her by her own arms and were giving themselves considerable preparation for some upcoming feat of strength. The arms coiled inwards and Kim realized at once that she was returning back to where she was originally standing. Kim vainly attempted to grab an arm with her free hand, but it was of no use. Kim found herself gaining momentum towards the opposite railing very quickly, and with all the concentration in the world grabbed the metal bar just in time
As a note of her abilities, Kim had often used a technique of Taekwondo for her direct attacks and Hapkido movements for parrying. In this case the principle of Won would serve her well as she almost without conscious thought began shifting her body weight and grabbed the railing with her legs. This allowed her to circle the horizontal rail, carrying her body and for a second time shifting her weight back the way she had come from, and she soon found herself closer to the point on the walkway she had arrived from. Kim's continued momentum slowly carried her into a rolling stop. Standing up in a prone position, Kim focused her eyes and stared on in disbelief. There was Shego.
"... you're..." Kim was at a loss for proper words.
"Not down with the fishes? Yeah I know," Shego nonchalantly replied.
"... no, I mean, yes! But... its not, there's...um... you're..."
Kim's prone position was sloppy by any standards and Shego mentally questioned why she was suddenly not in the proper form as she virtually always was. Then as a cool breeze crossed her midsection, she began to realize just what was bugging the teenage heroine. Shego pointed at herself and said in a somewhat deadpan manner with a dash of questioning on the side, "I'm naked?"
"...Well I had to improvise, after all" Shego explained, pointing back down towards where conveniently the beam of a laser whirled by, serving as an easy example as to why she had disrobed.
That's all it was, and for partly this reason Kim's mind couldn't form words, words to either protest the villainess' casual attitude towards such an act or congratulations on quick-thinking in the midst of battle. Shego's apparent lack of embarrassment as she got back into a prepared stance only served to make Kim blush further. To regain her composure, Kim decided to stare down at Shego's legs and feet to avoid matching gaze with the... rest of her body. As slim and firm it was, there was just no way she would let herself be distracted, or distracted.
"Wha... what do y-you uh... mean... you umm. uh... " Kim closed her eyes, shaking her head a little, her thoughts drifting away from the situation. This was what Shego had hoped for. An opening. Her speed became her weapon and she rushed forth in the space of two seconds.
"Princess, its only my body. You should be USED--" A connecting blow to the stomach.
"-- to seeing me, even when I'm a little... " And a roundhouse kick blowing back Kim across the platform.
"...EXPOSED!"
As Kim went flying, Shego stopped to collect her breath, mentally cursing herself for needing to do such a thing. Kim was now down, she was ready to be defeated! ... but no, backpedal on that thought. Kim was clearly not ready to be taken down, not like it was supposed to be. Shego may have been many things, but she was not someone who would cheat in a fight-- against Miss Possible. It just was not done.
There seemed to be an unspoken agreement that when or if either one gained victory, it would be through pure skill and strength, not by distractions. Still it was interesting to see Kim distracted like this. Shego had not planned on it at first, but with the annoyance of her 'boyfriend' below causing trouble, it was the best option she had at the time. Shego's casual attitude was more then just a cover, she really felt that her body was, while certainly something to be admired, was of no consequence to when they were in battle. After all, her kicks were still as effective, her punches just as fast, and her curves just as sleek.
From Kim's perspective though, this was almost beyond successful for a distraction. Here she was, ready to fight against Shego and hopefully stop Drakken's latest plot when suddenly her rival and enemy was naked, totally in the nude! The images of Shego's body, not only of her breasts and shapely waist leading down to other unseen parts, but also of her extremities refused to move away from center stage in her mind. The somewhat muscular biceps, her developed calves and slim and firm thighs, her sharpened nails, and of course those green eyes of oblivion. The images flashed in her mind for several more seconds. Kim grew frustrated at herself and became even more frustrated at that she was becoming frustrated! Clearly this was a new and, as much as it was hard to admit, very effective method of making her drop her own guard.
... drop my guard... get up! Get up and defend ...defend ...DEFEND!
Kim snapped back and shook her head a little, but it was too late. Shego had taken another advantage of the situation and had dived towards Kim, hands glowing green. If Kim wasn't going to put up a proper fight, Shego reasoned, then she would MAKE the teenage heroine do so. Kim wisely decided to back flip out of the way, letting Shego roll into a dive. Following this, Somehow, and it still remains a mystery how the move was pulled off exactly, but Shego managed to roll in a circular arch with her entire body back towards Kim. Even for all her world-saving, villain defeating experience and knowledge, Kim admitted to herself that Shego was a constantly reforming source of surprises.
A shame it isn't a reform of her criminal ways, Kim thought as she moved back and forth a little trying to anticipate the next move by the other side.
Revolving almost like a wheel or a spinning top along the walkway, Shego unrolled her stretched body and leaped high into another attack. There was no time for preparation..The pain was there, but it was different. It was subdued. It was actually less then what she expected from such an attack, or perhaps maybe it was because Shego's hands were currently being constantly thrown back from her grip on Kim's shoulders and partially her neck. Shego also knew of many combative techniques both offensive and defensive in nature. Borrowing a technique from general martial arts, Shego executed a sutemi-waza, or a sacrifice technique. Arching in reverse onto her own back, Shego brought her right foot to Kim's pelvic region.
Kim knew the move: It was designed where you must put your own body on the ground in a potentially disadvantageous position in order to succeed in throwing your opponent. While it had it uses, an advanced technical fighter like Shego surely would have used something else. However the effect of Shego's loss of her normal battle attire, not only from the lighter weight, but from the exposure were both amplifying this move. Shego seemed to sense Kim's subtle loosening and grinned.
"Distracted are we, Kimmie?"
The tail end of her shouting was echoed in the tail end of her sutemi-waza for displacing Kim Possible back where she had arrived from before. Shego's knee locked itself horizontal and Kim went flying back across the walkway, almost upside down now at this point in the air, with a stupefied look of disbelief crossing her blushing face. As Kim fell onto the suspended floor, she felt more pain across her body in several places. Shego wasn't playing around and it was time she stopped playing around too, no more distractions.
"Shut up!"
There was a familiar echo of confidence in Kim's simple retort, and it seemed Shego's perhaps ill timed words seemed to bring Kim back down to Earth. Kim decided to focus instead on Shego's face, her eyes, her lips... anything above her shoulders.
Focus Kim, you can do anything, right? Just focus...
As the redhead made the reaffirmation of a normal, professional attitude, Kim's body rapidly adjusted: her breathing slowly slowed down, her muscles paradoxically both relaxed and tensed up, while her eyes seemed ablaze again with intensity and controlled emotions. This did not go unnoticed . Staring right back at Shego intently nearly made Shego nervous. There was a mixture of anger and vibrant enthusiasm.
Shego quickly cast aside that nervousness and smirked to herself inside, as she knew the 'regular' Kim was back in action
...or was she?
Note: A second part is probably coming.
Also, I'm not sure what direction / how much I want to develop this yet.