The wind whistled loudly as the stealth plane soundlessly rushed through the sky. The tail was opening and a figure stood just inside the hanger. The black top and cargo pants their clothes of choice. The figure was putting a sky diving helm on as they prepared to jump from the plane.
Their target, an old crumbling building resting in front of him, built into part of the mountain it rested upon.
With a running start the figure dived from the plane, free falling for a few thousand feet before pulling their shoot.
Spotting a rather large hole in the roof they aimed and barely missed some of the jiggered shards of metal.
Landing on a rusting catwalk, and lucky that it wasn't too badly rusted. The figure stripped their parachuting gear off. As they got their bearings they left the helmet.
After a few seconds of scanning they reached up and with a small hiss the helmet let go, revealing bright purple eyes, and messy red and black hair. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a pair of gloves with intriguing spots on the palm of each glove.
Ducking under one of the damaged and exposed ceiling beams. Placing his hands on it the gloves hummed faintly as he began to scale the beam. Staying low he surveyed the ground cautiously.
Looking around, there wasn't really all that much to see, it was dark and rather dusty. No one having been there for a while. Only a few of the remaining lights worked and in a far off corner there were a few sparks from a live circuit. All in all the abandoned lair felt creepy and disturbing.
One room had more light, it was steady, although hidden behind a green and black door.
The young man, slowly surveying his surroundings, noted the steady light from behind the door. He reached cautiously into his pocket, waiting for something to jump out at him. He pulled out a communicator, clicking it on he spoke softly.
"Wade I'm in. It's like you said, dark, abandoned… And pretty much dead. I've yet to find where the source of the power would be coming from." He blinked as his nose twitched, feeling the increasing urge to sneeze. With all the dust and dry air there was no stopping it.
Trying to avoid it being too loud he turned and tucked his head into his shoulder, letting out a soft sneeze, although in the cavernous lair it echoed softly.
A woman, lying in the dimly lit green and black room looked over to the closed door, before sighing and sweeping a hand through her raven locks. "Just a rat I'm sure." She snorted softly as she looked up at the ceiling. Glow in the dark stars covered it, some a dull green, some a bright silver, others a soft orange. She reached up with one hand and began to trace patterns and constellations between the different sized stars.
The young man was still as he waited to see if he'd been found out. But since there was no noise other than his own breathing he relaxed. Looking around again, before he continued to climb the beam, letting out a soft sigh of relief.
Flipping on the beam and in turn the wall beside it he landed lightly, close to the centre of the room.
An island where Doctor Drakken would normally be messing with little gadgets and do dads off to his left.
As he took a few cautious steps he stilled, looking for the power core. Unfortunately he wasn't lifting his feet and his foot hit a loose lightbulb, easily sending it skidding across the lair, easily into the green and black door.
"That's no rat." The woman said firmly as she stood quickly, opening the door quickly as she stepped into the abandoned laboratory. "Who's there?" She called out looking into the darkness as she let her plasma flared. The space around her illuminated by her green glow.
Looking further into the darkness with a scowl she spotted the black top and khaki mission pants.
"Kimmie?" She asked hesitantly, it had been awhile since she'd done anything too bad. Drakken had been out of the game for a long time now and to ease the boredom and not wanting to free him from prison since his last experiment, she had taken an extended vacation, since all the other criminals were locked up as well.
The figure didn't say anything as he watched her for a moment, his face hidden by shadow. His eyes widened as he looked at the woman in front of him and he reached into his pocket. Where he pulled out what looked like a bag of marbles.
Rolling them along the floor towards the emerald female, he surged forward seconds after they exploded into a smoke screen.
Shego wheeled back, coughing as she waved one hand, the other over her mouth and nose.
"Okay. Not Kimmie." She coughed and before she realised it she was being slammed into from her side, the figure's feet slammed into her side. She grunted as she was sent flying.
'I'm too old for this.' She thought glumly to herself as she slid down the wall, she stood slowly. Glaring at the male, she snorted to herself as she realised her thoughts. 'Yeah only twenty eight and already too old.'
She scoffed at herself as she turned to face the current threat.
Watching him flip through the air she fell into a defensive stance. "One free hit." She muttered darkly as her plasma flared up higher. Her eyes glowed slightly with her power, although her expression was schooled into something neutral.
She watched as the figure fell into a stance that reminded her of Kim and her eyes widened, her mind connecting the dots smoothly.
"So how long have you trained under Princess?" She asked conversationally, blocking a clawed strike of his, her brow rising slightly as she looked at his hand, her eyes quickly returning to his. "These moves scream of her and her unpredictable style."
She went to strike back and watched as he caught her arm, a slight smirk on her lips. "About two to three years… And her name is Kim." He almost growled the last part and Shego's lips quirked into a smirk. "Now tell me why this place is still brimming with power after all these years." He demanded and she looked at him as if he was stupid.
"Well doy, but she's my Kimmie. And as for the generators." She snorted softly as she looked at him. "I brought some fuel and fixed one of the generators?" She rolled her eyes as she looked at him, letting out a long breath.
He sneered at her, causing her other brow to join its companion on her forehead, before he pulled out a small circular device. Tossing it towards her letting long four spikes that wrapped around her arms tightly and coiled together. Holding her tightly as she struggled.
"What's the big idea?" She struggled against the device, flaring her plasma as she then tried to melt the restraints. "I haven't been doing all that much criminal activity to warrant arrest." She glared daggers at him as she tried to pull free.
"Can't be too careful." He pulled out the communicator again and clicked it on, ignoring the death glare aimed at him.
"Wade, I found a woman here in Drakken's base. Black hair, black and green outfit, glowing green hands… And an attitude. What do I do with her?" Shego watched him, looking bored before slightly insulted.
She returned to trying to melt the device, muttering curses under her breath as she glared at him from the corner of her eyes.
"Before you ask, yes those are plasma proof so stop trying. Kim asked Wade to specially make them, seeing as I was coming to Drakken's lair." He sends a small smirk her way and she scowls at him angrily.
"Gee thanks and you don't even know who I am." She turned away from him, not bothering to move away.
"Damn no satellite signal." He sighed softly, she looked at him unamused.
"Well doy, do you think I want people to find this place so they can trap me in the exact same scenario?" She asked as she rolled her eyes, her voice sarcastic as she spoke. Her eyes focused on trying to find a lock or power core.
He grimaced a bit as he looked at her. "Well, don't go blaming me. A mission is a mission, even IF I didn't want to go on it… I know how brutal you and Drakken were to Kim on your LAST encounter with her. The one that finally got Drakken locked up for good… Nearly killed her taking you on along with Drakken's…" He stopped, looking lost for a few seconds as he scratched his head, muttering to himself softly. "Damn it, what was the name of that infernal machine?" He asked and Shego sighed heavily, knowing which one he was talking about.
"Which one?" She asked anyway, sounding bored but feeling dread run down her spine. Her eyes focusing on him with a sharp light. "And I know none of you know this…" She took a deep breath as she steadied herself. "But that was Drakken's sole idea, I was against it. Because I don't want Princess dead. Who would I fight then?" She wasn't looking at him and her expression was shifting from bored to nervous.
"The Kim-Crusher 6000!" He exclaimed victoriously. "That's what it was…" He trailed of as her turned to look at her, his expression turning from one of anger to one of confusion. "Wait you were against Drakken's plan to take over the world? But you worked for the guy for several years."
She sighed heavily as she went to explain. "The pay was good, I got free dental and I got to fight with Cupcake." She looked away, trying to sound or be sarcastic and failing miserably.
"Other than that, Drakken was a moron with the brains of a scared blue baby." She shuddered and rolled her shoulders, lifting her head to glare at him. "When we helped Kimmie save the world from Warmonga there was no dating on me and Drakken."
He blinked as he absorbed her words before sighing heavily as he looked down, the communicator chirping softly as a signal was found. Turning it on the male looked at the screen. "Wade… She got away. Tell Kim I failed in capturing anyone else here and send the jet back around for me… I'll be on the Southern beach in about half an hour…" He shut the device off not allowing the young man on the other side to respond. He reached out and pulled Shego forward, causing her to tense as she was effectively unarmed, and trapped.
He kneeled down in front of her and retracted the restraints, catching the small device as it fell from Shego's body.
She looked at him, both surprised and suspicious of his actions. "What are you doing?" She asked as she took a few cautious steps away, tension in her body as she fell into a stance, waiting for his attack. Or anyone else's.
"I may have learned many of the fighting styles that Kim knows… But she also taught me about compassion and knowing to do the right thing… You were strung along by Drakken because of HIS selfish desires, not ones of your own. I see no real evil in that… I'll just let Wade and Kim know that the surge in power was just a fluke. A magnetic disturbance or something…" He looked down and took a long breath, before turning and starting to head towards the wall. Activating the metallic pads on his gloves, before beginning to scale up the wall again.
"That doesn't explain why you're letting me go, I'm still a super powered thief."
Shego watched him go disbelievingly, shaking her head as she returned to her room, looking up at the ceiling, towards the ceiling covered in stars. She reached up silently and ran a hand through her hair.
Sniffles drawing her attention as she turned to the empty lab. 'Great you made Kimmie's apprentice cry after only about half an hour with you.' Her conscious bit at her and she sighed heavily, running a hand through her hair as she turned. Leaving the room she'd once called her own. Shutting the light off she walked to where the young man was crouching.
"Damn it, my first big mission… And it'll end in failure. I can't take her in, she's done nothing wrong. She was just following orders, isn't that what I'm doing now?" Shego stood behind the young man and ran a hand through her hair again.
'Yep you made him cry.' She sighed heavily, alerting him to her presence. "Okay I am still a thief, it will be good to see Kimmie again, I want to apologise to her… For not warning her in time." She looked away from him as she sighed heavily, before holding her hands out, wrists together.
He jumped as he became aware of her presence, looking at her in disbelief. "But, you haven't done anything wrong, well, not that wrong. But if you insist."
She shot him a look, "I don't insist, I'm being kind, take the offer before I fry you. Besides my reasons are selfish."
He nods as he reaches down to his belt and pulls a pair of cuffs off, slapping them onto her wrists as she stood there, waiting from him, her face bored. "Thank you." His voice was soft and she rolled her eyes.
"Yeah yeah hurry up." She rolled one wrist uncaringly as she waited for him. He placed a hand on the cuffs, his hand large enough that his fingers brushed her hands. She waited for him to start leading the way. "So how has Princess been doing? I know she was hurt badly by Drakken."
"She's healing… It's been slow, but she's gotten better a bit each day…" He gripped the cuffs tighter slightly and pulled her towards the Southern beach. "Now come on, the jet is waiting on the Southern beach. And we're already late as it is." She sighed softly and rolled her eyes, hiding the look of sadness on her face as she easily kept pace with him and kept her footing.
"I really am sorry." Her voice was soft as she spoke, her arm ticking as she went to draw a hand through her hair.
"For what?" He asked. "As I said before, you were merely following orders. Much like I'm doing now… It's whoever gives the orders who is to be praised or blamed for the actions their followers make." He looked down a bit, then looked at her. "Well we got a decent amount of jungle to go through… Why not explain what happened after Drakken's lock up? Like why you chose to stick around that base?"
She looked away and sighed. "I wasn't sticking around this base, I'd just remember what made me nostalgic about it, and the fact I'd always get to fight Kimmie there. When she could do anything, as much as I hated being beat. I did and still do respect her, and I never wanted her that badly hurt, but Drakken had a habit, of not telling me the entire plan. So when he shot Kim while we were sparring, I was livid. I know with his aim it could have easily been me he hit." She let out a long breath and spoke the next part softly. "At times I wish it was."
He looked at her, slowing slightly as he looked thoughtful. "Huh… I certainly know the feeling, when Kim told me about what happened I was as livid as you probably were. I was actually hoping to find Drakken here, escaped from prison yet again and was scheming something major to finish Kim off while she was out of commission. That's why I insisted on going to check things out in her place." He sniffed as he spoke, shaking his head before spotting the sleek black jet on the other side of the beach. "There's the jet, we're nearly there."
Shego sighed and nodded as she walked along the beach beside him, unaided. She tilted her head back and looked at the sky. A small sigh coming from her as she closed her eyes and kept walking. "How long has it been since she was hit?"
"About three years or so at least… Doc said it was a rather nasty shot, despite Drakken's poor aim. Wade wanted to get her something cybernetic to help her get back into the swing of things, but…" He laughed softly and looked at her. "You know Kim Possible: wants to do things her own way. Good thing she's got Ron helping her out as well as her family." He smiled as he walked into the jet, holding a hand out to her. "Kinda makes me wish mine was still around." He spoke wistfully.
She took it, steadying herself as she followed him into the jet. Looking side long at him as she took a seat, her hands cuffed before her.