Jinx of the World

by Robert Teague

This story is intended for the entertainment of Kim Possible fans, and no copyright infringement is intended. This story may be reproduced, provided no changes are made, and you let me know.

Chapter One

Shego was holding a piece of paper as she approached the door to Dr. Drakken's office in his Caribbean lair. She opened the door without knocking, as usual, and stepped inside. "Yo! Dr. D! Got some news for ya!" she said, waving the paper around.

"Good news, I hope?" he asked, not taking his eyes off the computer screen.

Shego approached and stepped around the desk to see what had him so engrossed. He was on MeTube, watching a video of that pink haired, bad luck witch that had joined Kimmie and the buffoon.

She watched with him as she sent pink bolts of energy at a gang of bank robbers who had been stupid enough to try it in downtown Middleton. They aimed and fired at her, but every gun misfired, causing them to be dropped while the holder screamed and grabbed his injured hand.

Kim and Ron were on them in a heartbeat. Incapacitating several until the rest saw it was hopeless and surrendered.

The video ended, and Drakken turned to his sidekick. "Now, what was your news?"

Shego laid the paper in front of him. "Got an email from the PossibleWatch list a few minutes ago. Seems the rumors are true. Kimmie, Stoppable, his rat thing, and Pinky are going to somewhere in Japan for a year. Some blond bimbo is going with them, for unknown reasons. They left Middleton this morning."

"Ahhh... wonderful! Just what I've been waiting for!" said Drakken, giving his trademark grin. He sat back in his chair.

"Don't get too happy. This also says Kimmie's website is referring all threats to world security to Global Justice, so it won't be so easy to take over the world while they're gone," said Shego.

"Pish," said Drakken, waving his hand. "No consequence at all."

"Pish?" asked Shego, raising an eyebrow.

He looked at her. "We're not going to take over the world while they're gone. We're going to use this time to prepare to take over the world. When they get back is when it will happen."

Shego cocked her head. "You are so whacked! What's wrong with now, when they can't stop us?"

"Because our motivation is revenge! And that bad luck girl is the key!" said Drakken, grinning. "We're going to use her against Possible, and the rest of the world!"

"Okay... hate to admit it, but I'm starting to like the idea," said Shego. "How's it going to happen?"

"Not sure yet. I've got to do more research first, and find out all I can about her powers," he replied. "Oh, don't worry. You'll get plenty of chances to bring me what we need."

"All I needed to hear!" said Shego. "Just let me know." She left the office, grinning in anticipation of some action.

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Two months later, Drakken and Shego stood in the Gem and Mineral Exhibit Hall, which was part of the Middleton Geological Institute. They were standing in front of a case containing a large white crystal with spires pointing in all directions. Drakken had a grin on his blue face, and Shego had an eyebrow raised.

"There it is, Shego, the largest piece of Geissmanite ever found, and the key to taking over the world!" he exclaimed.

"It's pretty," said Shego, "But is it really worth THAT much?"

"Well, it is rare, and worth quite a bundle, but that's not why it's valuable. It's the physical properties it has that I'm interested in," answered Drakken.

"Such as...?" asked his pale sidekick.

"When cut properly into a lens shape, Geissmanite amplifies any radiation that passes through it," he said with a gesture.

Shego's shoulders slumped. "Oh, no, not another doomsday laser! Haven't you had that plan fail enough times yet?"

Drakken's smile vanished. "Your words hurt, Shego. But to answer your impertinent comment, no, it's not another laser."

Just then four red-suited henchmen came in, carrying between them a large metal box.

"Here's the case, boss," said one. His name was Charlie, if Drakken remembered correctly.

"And here's what goes in it," said Drakken, gesturing at the exhibit.

"And that's my cue," said Shego. She bent down, and with a deftly-directed plasma-lit finger melted the lock. Then she raised the cover.

She and Drakken stepped out of the way as the henchmen put down the container and opened it. Inside it was well padded. The largest man on the payroll grasped the chunk of Geissmanite and lifted. Or tried to. It was surprisingly heavy. He redoubled his efforts, and with a grunt lifted it from the black velvet of the case.

When he turned back around, the other henchmen saw the problem he was having, and grabbed an edge. Together they moved over to the case and gently set the crystal into it.

As the big man got his breath back, the case was closed and sealed.

"Good work, men, now let's go before something happens," said Drakken, and headed for the door. Shego followed, then passed her boss as they got to the entrance. She needed to prep the hover car, since she was the pilot. The four henchmen, burdened with the case, followed slowly.

Reaching the door, Shego looked around outside carefully. Nobody was there. Since it was early in the morning on a Sunday, that wasn't surprising. She couldn't imagine working in such a place. Geology? How boring.

Pulling out an electronic key fob, she pressed a button. With a CHIRP! CHIRP! the hover car became visible. She went over to it and climbed inside.

Settling into the pilot's seat, she hit a button on the console and the cargo hatch near the back opened. Then she started the engines. The flying machine tilted noticeably when the giss-- gus-- whateverite was put in, and a light turning green told her the hatch had been shut. She put on her seatbelt and helmet while the engines warmed up.

Just then Drakken sat down beside her and grabbed his seatbelt, and a glace over her shoulder confirmed all the henchmen were inside and doing the same.

"Let's go, Shego," said Drakken.

"Back to the lair?" she asked, as the car rose above the building. She adjusted the thrusters to compensate for the unevenly distributed weight.

"Actually, no. Set course for Los Angeles, and this address," said Drakken, handing her a business card.

Shego took it and read. "Lensmaker, huh? Okay..." She set the course and made sure the stealth mode was operating. No sense in taking a chance, even if Kimmie and Co. were gone.

After a while, Shego looked at her boss, who was reading the new issue of "Villains Monthly". "So, explain about this lens."

He put down the magazine and looked at her. "Well, as I explained, the lens amplifies whatever kind of radiation goes through it."

"Uh huh. So... if you shone a flashlight through it, you'd get a laser?" she asked.

"Don't be silly. A flashlight has the wrong kind of light for a laser. You'd get a searchlight," he replied, "But if you used a laser pointer, on the other hand..."

Shego's cheeks colored a bit. Embarrassing her in front of the henchmen like that. They would "discuss" it later, since now was not the time.

"But the kind of radiation we're going to use isn't even in the electromagnetic spectrum!" he said with a grin.

"Now you've lost me," said the pale woman.

"Simple. I told you we are going to get revenge on that pink-haired girl, and take over the world at the same time," he replied. "Think about what she does."

Shego did so, keeping an eye on the autopilot at the same time. "Revenge... Pinky... lens... amplify radiation... take over the world..." The plan suddenly clicked. She turned and stared at Drakken, who grinned and turned his attention back to the magazine.

The henchmen, who had been listening, looked at each other, shrugged, and went back to their poker game.