All right; here's the sequel. I'm trying an outline (sort of; more like extremely condensed story), but it doesn't feel right. The flow just seems all wrong when writing the story. But

I'm trying it. Thanks for the suggestion.

Also, for the sake of the story and good writing, good Shego is now Sheila. I really dislike taking her out of character like that, but the descriptive terms to tell them apart ran out in the first story.

STORY

Shego flew into a wall with a thud. She was wearing her typical green jumpsuit, and ignited her hands at her assailant. Jumping through the rubble, another pair of green hands lit amongst the dust. "Give it up already; I know all your moves, I'm more experienced, and my body isn't starting to give out to age." The girl on the ground roared through her teeth, lunging at the hands, which simply moved to the side and shot a bolt of green plasma in the leaper's back, sending her unconscious into the floor. "All right Kimmie, Shego's dealt with. You got those henchmen yet?" She heard a man grunt before falling to the ground. "Not just yet, but I got it covered. Go help Ron!" Sheila nodded at Kim, oblivious to the fact that she was on the other side of a wall, before darting to the control room.

Inside, Ron and Drakken were slapping at each other, Rufus eying the controls. Sheila burst in and looked at Ron, who seemed to be winning. "Give it up Drakken, these hands have seen more wrestling action than your whole body a million times over," Ron taunted. "Oh, hush Stoppable; you're just the clumsy buffoon who always trips on something to set off the self destruct!" Sheila jumped between them, getting inches from Drakken's face with her lit hands. "That's my buffoon, thank you." Drakken tried to laugh, but his face was paralyzed from fear. His feet worked well enough to have him run out of the door though. "Shego," he yelled at his assistant, who was just waking up. The roof collapsed and the hover car was just above, Drakken already climbing the ladder. She leapt up to catch it as it was taking off, Kim knocking out the last goon as they ascended. "Grr, he's getting away again!" Kim was joined on both sides by the other heroes of the day, Sheila giving her a sly smile. "You know princess, I could probably still hit that hover car from here," she said, pointing a glowing hand at it. Kim thought for a moment before shaking her head, "Nah, that might hurt them. Can't say that'd look too good on my record." Laughing, the teens went somewhere nice to wait for their ride home.

In one of Drakken's makeshift lairs, Shego was pacing madly back and forth, muttering to herself about her clumsiness earlier that day. Drakken worked fervently on no invention in particular, shifting his attention as his interest waned in one. They were both so lost in what they were doing, they didn't notice the head pop out of nowhere, and disappear as if it never existed, followed by another in and out again. The phone rang, the answering machine picking up, Drakken's voice coming through it, "This is Dr. D's pad, yo. Leave word or two and I'll call ya back... er, Word." The machine beeped, and a grunt was heard. "Drakken, I swear, you need to stop sounding 'hip'... it is quite possibly the most atrocious thing my ears have ever bear witness to," the strong British accent accosted. Hearing Monkey Fist's voice snapped Drakken out of his inventions, Shego still not aware that they were receiving a call. He moved quickly and picked up the phone, which did catch his partner's attention, prompting her to move closer to the conversation. "Uh huh... Yeah... Well, that's bound to fail without a plan! So its settled, call Killigan and meet here at my lair in say... an hour." Shego caught the slightly amused look on Drakken's face. "What was that all about," she asked forcibly. "Oh, nothing... Monkey Fist just found a new toy for us to play with, is all." Shego looked confused, but it was apparent the doctor's lips were sealed.

Walking down a road in Middleton, three teens chatted idly about their day. "Yeah, Barkin gave me five more sheets of homework tonight... I don't think I can make Bueno Nacho today, girls," Ron said dejectedly. Sheila wrapped an arm around him, smiling at his frown. "Come on Ron, I'll help you with your homework, so we can still make Bueno Nacho. I'll treat even." Ron's eyes lit up at her offer. Turning to Kim, he gave her a big grin, "KP, you're still coming, right?" Kim smiles weakly and waves a hand in front of her. "No, that's okay... I've got a ton of homework and stuff too, so I'll catch you two later." As she started to turn to walk opposite directions, they all felt a weird tremor in the air, like some sort of energy wave passed through them. "Hey, did you feel that," Ron asked. Both the girls nodded, and after a moment of silent waiting, everyone decided it was nothing. "That was really weird," Ron pointed out before starting his walk again.

Back in Drakken's lair, three super villains crowded around a small monkey statue. "So what does it do," Drakken asked, reaching out to touch it. His hand was quickly swatted away by Monkey Fist, who answered, "Well, its name is Tempus Simia, which leads me to believe its some sort of mystical monkey time magic controller." Killigan leaned down and eyed it with the side of his face. "It looks like no less than a wee lawn ornament." Drakken scoffed at the description. "Magic doesn't exist; and you don't even sound sure of what this thing does." The monkey man shook his head and rubbed his chin, looking at the artifact carefully. "Well, aside from the small name written on its pedestal, I can't find any record of it anywhere. Its as if it never existed!"

The three men sat silently as Shego entered the room. "Still haven't finished playing with your statue boys?" She quickly moved down and swiped the miniature monkey up, much at the protest of Monkey Fist. Turning it over in her hands, she looked for something unseen, ignoring the whines from the British monkey across from her. She squeezed its ears, and moved to toss it down, when a large red portal opened. "What did you do?" Shego shrugged. "I gave up and it worked. Magic, huh." Drakken pouted a little, Monkey Fist repeating his question, "No no no, I mean was there a certain time you were thinking about; a certain moment?" Shego shrugged. "Sure, about an hour and a half ago so I could smack Drakken for inviting you guys over." Killigan popped his head through the portal, and quickly brought it back in. "Laddie, were you pacing the floor about that time?" Shego raised an eyebrow and nodded, sticking her head through, pulling it back to gasp. "This thing could help us travel through time!" Drakken quickly grabbed the statue, and the portal closed. "We need a plan..." he mused. Soon, he darted off in a direction, and came back with the Juvenator. "I know exactly what we can do! Follow me!" A portal opened, and the villains stepped through one by one, Shego sitting down in a chair to do her nails. Drakken's head popped back through the portal, eying her angrily. "Shego! Come!" She sighed, her nails were going to have to wait again. She stepped through the portal, it closing as her foot passed through.

Back at Sheila's apartment, the time travel bracelet was in the trash. It grew to life, lights flickering on and off, and starting to spark. Another invisible wave of energy was sent ripping out of it, causing the can to shake. It grew silent just as quickly as it had come to life, betraying its last actions.

All right, there you go. Chapter 1 of Story 2 of the Shego's New Life Trilogy. Yes, that's what I'm going to call it. Read and review please, giving good criticism and leaving flames to the pyromaniacs.