Disclaimer: Kim Possible is owned by the Disney Company, and Superman is property of DC Comics and Warner Bros. Entertainment. I don't own or work for either, and I wrote this for fun.
DAY of DOOM
By FAH3
FiveYears Later
How long had it been there? How did it get there? Where was it from? These were questions that almost any person would normally ask if they found themselves in a strange and unfamiliar place. But not him; not it. After it had woken from a long sleep, it found itself bound and unable to move. During that time, its anger rose and let the rage fuel his strength. More and more he would fight against the restraints and hear them strain and groan. That was the norm for it for what could have been years or centuries, until one restraint finally gave way and he could use its left arm again. Wasting no time, it destroyed the restraints that had bound its legs and allowed him to stand and walk. The last restraint, however, kept his arm tied behind his back. This added to his rage as he tried to reach it, but found it impossible.
He took only a moment to try and see where he was. His body was in strange garments, and his head was covered with some kind of mask. Two burgundy lenses that covered eyes were the only thing that allowed him to see. After discovering he had been imprisoned, he began to pound the wall relentlessly. That had been several years ago. He had no concept of time, just that he wanted out. After years of relentless blows against the wall, it finally began to weaken. But it still wouldn't give way. More anger and rage began to build in him.
As he increased the speed of his blows and his anger grew, his hand began to change. From under the skin, four bone spikes began to tear through his skin. The pain only made him angrier as he hit the wall harder and harder. With each blow, the spikes would slowly extend more and more. They pierced through his skin, and tore through the glove that incased his hand. The claws were now chipping away the wall and weakening it further. Soon, he would be free. Yes, he would be free.
Kim let out a sigh of relief as she and the rest of the Daily Planet's writing staff exited the conference room. She didn't know what was worse at that moment. Having to listen to her editor, Perry White, drone on during a slow news week, or interviewing the candidates for the League. Even thinking about those interviews was starting to make her stomach turn a little. She was glad they had finally expanded the league, but she was getting tired of having to decide who got the thumbs up, and who didn't. She better stop thinking about the interviews for a moment since they were causing her stomach to bother her a little more.
She slowly took a deep breath as she walked through the city room, and happened to glance up at what she had started to call the wall of fame. The enlarged front page headliners that marked some of the most important events in the paper's career, or history itself, that had been framed. As she walked, she couldn't help but pause at the two most recent additions. The first was Lois' interview about her as Superwoman while the other was of her and the original members of the League. It was right after they had defeated General Zod, and you could still see how much of a toll it had taken on each of them. Lois Lane, her writing partner, was one of her best and most trusted friends. She was head strong, sassy, and very opinionated, but she was a very loyal friend that stood up for what she believed in. She just wished she could have told Lois her secret instead of her finding out the way she did.
She still laughed to herself when she thought about it. Her third year at the Daily Planet, and they had been assigned to write a story about a serial arsonist. They were doing some digging in one of his latest hot spots, and it had been Kim's idea to go in. She swore more of that woman was rubbing off of her everyday. While they were looking around, part of the roof gave way and would have fallen on top of her. Out of instinct, Kim shielded her from the debris. When it shattered over her like it was nothing, it let the cat out of the bag. That, and when Lois came to her apartment to tell her about her theory. To test it out, she pulled a gun out and fired it at Kim. When she said she would have died is she didn't have super powers, Lois revealed the gun had been loaded with blanks.
But Lois had kept her identity a secret, and she thanked God for that. She knew how Lois always loved to get the big stories and make others red with envy, and she landed on one of the mothers of all stories. But to her surprise, she kept it tight lipped. As Kim looked at the walled front page about the Justice League, her gaze lingered on how close her and Ron had been in that picture. Ever since they started dating again they seemed to be growing closer. A part of him was still closed off, but she was getting there. She knew it would take some time. Of course, another clue was obvious as she began to gaze downward at her hand.
"Admiring your handy work?" Lois asked as she walked up to her.
"What?" Kim asked as she came out from her train of thought.
"I was asking if you were admiring your handy work?" Lois asked her as she indicated to the walled headlines of Superwoman and the Justice League. A small chuckle came from Lois' lips as she saw Kim starting to look like a deer caught in a set of headlights. "I meant your writing, genius." Lois whispered and laughed as Kim began to blush.
"I swear it's too easy to make you embarrassed, Middleton." Lois said as they walked to their usual desks.
"You know, I'm starting to regret saving you." Kim said to her.
"Oh yeah? When?" Lois asked, remembering how many times her partner had to bail her out as her alter ego.
"Let's see. Does every time count?" Kim asked, and earning a mock glare from Lois.
"How about I apologize with a girl's night out? Some coffee, some chocolate and double fudge ice cream, and then we hit every strip bar in Metropolis?" Lois asked.
"Are you even allowed in any of them anymore?"
"Hey! I'm a good girl." Lois said.
"With horns. Last time you took me a ladies club, you got drunk and said you kept 'loosing' your watch down Zorro's pants." Kim said.
"I thought I did." Lois said, and saw the look on her partner's that showed she didn't buy it. "I also had to make sure that wasn't a sock in his pants. I didn't want him or that place to get sued for false advertisement." Lois said, causing Kim to laugh so hard that she almost couldn't breath.
"I'll have to take a rain check, Lois. Me and the others have more auditions to judge." Kim said to her.
"Maybe you should put the auditions on the TV and make money out of being in that club of yours." Lois said.
"Lois, we don't do it for money. We do it because it's the right thing to do. Except that one guy." Kim said, rolling her eyes about one certain member in the league.
"What one guy?"
"Swear you're not going to use this as ammo for your next story?" Kim asked her.
"Come on, Middleton." Lois said.
"Lois, I mean it." Kim said to her.
"Okay, I promise." Lois said, finally relenting.
"His name's Booster Gold. Apparently, he's from the future." Kim said.
"You're serious?"
"That's what he claims. His powers come from a suit he wears. But he wanted to be a hero for the fame and glory. He's also trying be a spokesperson for who knows how many companies." Kim said as groaned as she clutched her stomach.
"You okay?"
"Upset stomach. All these interviews and posers are giving me grief." Kim said.
"Then you should really reconsider that girl's night out of these things are bothering you that bad." Lois said.
"I so wish I could. But sense everyone sees me as the leader of the group, I have to be there." Kim said.
"Man. It sucks to be you." Lois said.
"Tell me about it." Kim said.
"LOIS!"
Startled, both Kim and Lois looked up to see Jimmy running toward them as fast as he could and slid to a stop.
"Something up?" Lois asked the young photographer.
"The verdict just came in for the Toyman. They found him not guilty!"
"WHAT?!" both Lois and Kim screamed at once.
Several months ago, the Toyman, a.k.a. Winslow P. Schott, was actually a brilliant inventor that had created some of the world's most amazing toys. His mind had snapped when his employers stole the patents for his toys and robbed him of everything he had worked for. His mind was now almost childlike, but he had rigged some of his toys into bombs and delivered them to his employers as gifts. The explosions killed his employers, but not at their offices. They were at their homes, and the blasts killed them and some of their family members. The daughter of one lost both legs and had to have what was left of an arm amputated. She was seven years old. He had actually confessed to it, saying they wouldn't play fair. But to hear he was declared innocent was just beyond belief.
"Why the hell would they declare him innocent?" Kim asked.
"There wasn't enough evidence to prove that he did it. And his lawyer was able to prove that the crime lab had screwed up when they were handling the evidence." Jimmy said.
"How did they screw up?" Kim asked.
"It turns out one of their lab techs was trying to be a detective, and he accidentally contaminated the evidence. And," Jimmy said, but hesitated.
"Spill it, Olsen." Lois asked him.
"His lawyer kept saying that because Superwoman apprehended him, his arrest wasn't legal." Jimmy finished.
"Son of a bitch." Lois cursed. "When's he walking?"
"About an hour." Jimmy answered.
"Get your camera, kid." Lois said as she and Jimmy made for the elevators.
"LANE!" Perry shouted.
"I'm already on it, Perry." Lois said before the elevator doors closed.
"Oh." Perry said as a frown appeared on his face.
"Find any place to bury her yet, Perry?" Kim asked him.
"No such luck." Perry grumbled as he went back into his office and closed.
Kim chuckled a little as she turned back to her work. It had been an interesting life since she left home. As she began to type on her computer, her phone began to ring. It wasn't uncommon, but she was surprised to see who it was on the caller ID.
"Mom?" Kim asked as she answered.
"Hi, Kimmie. Why so surprised?"
"You don't usually call me at work unless it's something serious. Oh God, what have the tweebs done now?"
"Nothing like that. You said Ron and yourself were planning a visit next week, and I'm just making sure."
"Oh, right. Everything looks good so far. Out of curiosity, will Jim and Tim be there?"
"They should. None of them are tutoring that weekend, and the Space Center just gave them that weekend off."
"Good." Kim said with a heavy sigh of relief.
"Kim what, what are you planning?" her mother asked.
"What do you mean?
"Don't give me that, Kimmie. I know when you're up to something. Now are you going to tell me, or am I going to have to tell everyone at your job why I call you bubble butt?"
"You wouldn't dare!"
"I'm your mother, Kim. Try me."
Kim let out a small frustrated groan at her mother's threat. Anne was her mother, and she knew she wouldn't hesitate with that threat of hers. She swore her mother had to have been one of Ron's teacher's when he decided to be Batman.
"I want it to be a surprise, mom. But let's just say Ron and I have an announcement or two to make. And I'm not giving you anymore clues." Kim said as she looked down at her hand.
Every single blow the creature struck, a loud yell of pure uninhibited rage echoed through out his prison. With each blow, his fury seemed to mount. He wanted freedom. He wanted revenge. Why did he want revenge? He didn't know nor did he care. He just wanted it. He desired it, he craved it like a drug. Revenge was its drug, it was its food, and it was its passion. And it would have it. The wall was beginning to warp more and more with every forceful blow. But it knew that it would be soon. Harder and harder it pounded, feeling the wall beginning to weaken more. Revenge would be his, and it would be too soon for everything that would be in its wake.
She would give anything to be back in Perry's meeting instead of here. Normally, she loved being in the Watchtower. But having to interview all of these posers pretending to be superheroes was more than she could bare. A small groan left her throat as the latest so called hero was escorted out. Here they all were, the original members of the League. The first at their conference table was Global Justice Agent Will Du. Also known as the Green Lantern. The next was crime scene investigator Josh Mankey. He was also widely known as the Flash. After him was Princess Diana from the island of the immortal Amazon warriors, Themyscira. Adopting her mother's title when she had ventured to man's world, she was Wonder Woman. J'onn J'onzz was the last living Martian and a detective for the Gotham Police Department, he was The Martian Manhunter. Next to him was Shayera Hol, a law officer from the planet Thanagar. She was known as Hawk Girl. There was Kim herself, and the one member that was missing yet again.
"Where's Batman?" Kim asked.
"We got a call from Wade earlier. He said he and Robin were tracking someone named Raz Al Goo or something." Josh said.
"Damn it, not again." Kim said to herself as she held her head in her hands.
"Problem?" Shayera asked.
"I just don't like the idea of him taking a thirteen year-old to fight crime." Kim said.
"From what I've heard, he's proven to be a formidable fighter. I think Ron is training him well." J'onn said.
"That's not the point. A kid shouldn't be facing the scum of Gotham. He should be having fun doing – kid stuff." Kim said to them.
"But didn't you start saving the world at that age?" Josh asked and cringed when he saw the glare he received from her. "Too far?"
"You think?" Kim growled.
"What's wrong with Kim?" Diana whispered to Shayera.
"I'm not sure, but I may have an idea." Shayera said.
"Can we just get on to the next candidate?" Kim asked.
"Sure. Bring in the next one." Lantern said into the comm. system and waited as the doors opened.
Kim was rubbing the soar muscles in her lower back as she, Diana, and Josh were walking down one of the halls of the Watchtower. The last of the interviews had finally ended, and she couldn't' be more relieved. She had never officially accepted the title of leader of the league, and now she knew why. This was the last job in the world she wanted. Ever. But still, they turned to her and she wasn't the one to turn her back on anyone who needed help.
"So how did your weekends go?" Josh asked them.
"I finally took a break from the United Nations and visited my mother." Diana said.
"How's she doing?" Kim asked them.
"They are all doing fine. But now my little sister wished to visit Man's World." Diana said.
"I'm guessing that didn't go over well." Josh said.
"No, it didn't. How are you and Tara?" Diana asked him.
"It still feels like we're on our honeymoon. We'll almost." Josh said.
"Don't tell me you two are already running into problems." Kim said.
"No, nothing like that. She got sea sick on our cruise, and spent half of it in bed. But at least she wasn't as nervous as she was with planning the wedding."
"But I thought she enjoyed the process." Diana said.
"Except when her family started arguing over the stupidest little things. She was worried about her dress, the arrangements. Also where we were going to live, what people would think after the wedding. She was practically throwing up almost every other hour."
"Please don't say throw up." Kim mumbled as she felt her stomach doing flips again.
"It's the truth. She was worrying about everything. She looked greener than autopsy of a cadaver." Josh said.
Suddenly, Kim's knees felt week as she felt her stomach do summersaults. She tried to take a breath and hold it, but she couldn't. I felt like everything had been thrown in reverse. With on hand clutching her stomach, and the other her mouth, she ran as fast as she could to the nearest ladies room.
"Sort of like that." Josh said as they saw how their friend had acted. "Is it me, or was there something off about that?"
"What do you mean? It looked like she felt sick."
"Yeah. But here's the thing, Diana. Ever since she got her abilities, Kim hasn't been sick since she was in elementary school." Josh said, causing Diana to rethink her previous statement.
"Something's wrong." She said and followed Kim's path.
Kim washed her mouth out the last remains of her lunch with the water that was coming form the sink, and spit it down the drain. Her muscles were feeling weak as they started to relax from her sudden regurgitation. Her breathing was a little shaky as she kept her eyes closed and tried to let her body return to normal. She didn't know if her nerves could take much more of this. She couldn't hide this secret for much longer.
"When are you going to tell them?" Shayera asked, causing Kim to gasp as she looked up.
"W-what do you mean?" Kim asked shakily.
"Don't play dumb, Kim. I know the little secret you've been trying to hide." She said to her.
"H-how?"
"It wasn't too hard to piece together. But you can't keep something this big to yourself." Shayera said.
"Shayera, don't. You know what kind of lives we live. If any of our enemies found out,"
"Then the league would be there to help. You know that." Shayera said to her. "What's the real reason?"
"I'm scared. I mean that I've been scared before, but this makes me terrified. This is so new for me." Kim told her.
"But it's something good and to be thrilled about. Besides, you should tell everyone else before it's too late." Shayera said to her.
"Before what is too late?" Diana asked as she and Josh opened the door.
"Kim's got an announcement fir us." Shayera said as Kim began to turn red.
"She does?" Josh asked.
"Well," Kim started as she brushed her hair back, but it was enough time for Josh to spot something, and to stop her hand and gently hold it.
"Would you look at the size of that rock?" Flash said as she saw the diamond ring set into a gold band that rested on her finger.
"That is beautiful. Did Ron give this to you?" Diana asked as she marveled at the ring.
"Sort of?" Kim asked as she became more flushed. From the way she spoke that one phrase, Josh's eyes went wide as he began to piece everything together.
"Slap me around and call me Susan. Ron popped the question!" Josh said.
"Popped the question?" Diana asked, confused by what he had said.
"Ron asked her THE question." Josh said, but saw that Diana still had a blank look of confusion on her face. "Diana, Ron and Kim are engaged! They're going to get married!" Josh said.
"Really? You are?" Diana asked as her eyes went wide.
Kim bit her lower lip as nervousness began to take over before finally started shaking her head yes. Before she knew what was happening, Diana was grasping her in a firm hug as Josh began to holler and whoop in excitement.
"It's about damn time he got the nerve!" Josh said as Diana released Kim from their embrace.
"Congratulations, Kimberly. This is the best news I've heard in months." Diana said with a wide smile. "Is this why you were so sick? You were nervous about telling us?"
"Basically." Kim said to them.
"But why would you be nervous about telling us?" Diana asked her.
"Because outside the cape, Ron's one of the most well known celebrities in the world. And the last thing him and I want is a media circus for a wedding. It's bad enough I'm having to make my cousin Joss keep quiet. So please keep this under your hats for now. Ron and I just want to do this at our own pace." Kim said to them before she noticed Josh was gone. "Please, don't tell me he,"
"Attention fellow league members, this is the Flash speaking to you. I'm very happy to let every one of you know that former teen hero and award winning reporter, Kim Possible, is engaged to be married to none other than her friend and rich sugar daddy boy friend, Ronald Stoppable. You heard right, One of People's most eligible bachelor's is being is being fitted for a ball and chain. That is all." Flash said over the comm. system as Kim felt a major migraine wash over her. Already she could hear all the voices and chatter on the Watchtower build and fill with excitement. And every single part of it was about the news Flash just announced.
"Do you want me to hit him in the head?" Shayera asked her.
"I think I'm going to be sick again." Kim said as she felt her stomach start to turn on her again.
It's screams of pure rage echoed through out its prison, almost making it deaf as he kept hammering and hammering his fist against the wall harder and harder. His entire hand was now free from the glove; its claws tearing the material away with every blow to the wall. The adrenalin of his anger kept feeding his body, making his muscles slightly enlarge and push the material's boundaries. At the elbow of his free arm, the material began to shift and tear as another bone spike has pierced through his flesh. But its goal was no sooner reached.
The wall was not protruding outward more and more, and the metal was severally weakened from the constant attack. With each blow from the creature's fist, the metal was starting to crack more and more and become brittle. The creature granted no mercy, it needed to time to rest. It's freedom was more important to it than anything else.
With one last hit, the wall broke away, completely collapsing and allowing the various dirt and rock to pour over him and into his cell. But it did not feel any joy over the fact it had finally escaped it's would be tomb, but enraged that it had found a new obstacle in its path. But this was different than the last barrier. It was softer, and found that its strength allowed it to easily tunnel and tear its way through. As it began to tear, claw, and pull its way through the heavy dirt, it noticed that the dirt was looser above it than below. So up it climbed. It broke its way through the hardened rock, and shattering the remains of the creatures that once walked the world above. It wanted out. And sadly, it was getting its wish faster and faster with the speed it was going. Doomsday was coming.
Kim was sipping a glass of warm milk as she saw the headlines on her laptop. She was wearing her flannel robe that she bought for those overnight stays at the fortress, enjoying the warmth it gave her as she looked at the headlines on various web sites. She would break Booster Gold in half the next time she saw that greedy little glory hound. The Gotham Gazette, USA Today, The Houston Chronicle, and even The Daily Planet. All of them were announcing Ronald Stoppable's engagement to Kimberly Anne Possible. Ever since she came home, she had been dodging calls from various newspapers and paparazzi. She even saw a helicopter for E! entertainment! Why did Ron have to go and become a billionaire while she had been at the Fortress? What surprised her more was that one of Ron's rich friends, Donald Trump, called and asked what she had in mind for a wedding gift.
All of this was just giving her a headache. This was the last thing she and Ron had wanted. She had to stop Shayera from killing Josh. And he had called several times apologizing for his announcement. And she had to convince J'onn not to rip Booster's mind apart. With as bad as she had been feeling recently, this was the last thing she needed or desired. But one thing that stuck out in her mind was her wondering what Ron was going to do.
"They wanted to kick him out of the League for his actions. I was tempted to agree with them." Ron growled as he stepped out of the shadows. She was so used to that, it didn't even spook or surprise her anymore. She finished the last of her mil before turning to him.
"What did you do to him?" Kim asked her fiancé, knowing what he was capable of.
"Let's just say that I hung him out to dry for that little stunt to the press." He said to her, closing her blinds the rest of the way.
"Thank you, but the cat's out of the bag. Ron, I'm so sorry." She said as she stood, and felt him hold her in his arms and pull her close.
"It's all right, Kim. If I had known that keeping it a secret was making you sick, I would have told the press myself." He said, his voice slipping back into its normal tone to comfort her.
"I'm feeling better now. Part of me is finally relieved that it's out now."
"And the other part of you?"
"Mad as hell that it's out." She said as she looked up at him.
"You're upset about something else, though." He said. Sometimes, she just hated that he could read her so easily.
"It's about your new partner." She said to him.
"I didn't force him." He said.
"Ron, his suit is practically a smaller version of yours. His weapons, his mask, even that motorcycle you gave him." She told him.
"He wanted that life." Ron said.
"Then you should have told him no!" Kim said as she threw her glasses on her bedside table in frustration.
"You weren't much older than him when we started saving the world." Ron said.
"But that was different, Ron! I didn't know what I was getting myself into. And a kid that young just – just shouldn't have to deal with that much stress in his life." Kim said.
"And?" he asked her, knowing there was more than that.
"And – and – I'm scared to death that something's going to happen to him. You've already had too many close calls already. And I don't' want something to happen to Dick." Kim said to him.
"He knows that. That's why he didn't want me to tell you." He said as he walked closer to Kim.
"Why?"
"Because you're the closest thing he's had to a mother since he lost his parents. And your opinion really does matter to him. But this is something he wants to do. It's something he actually believes in."
"I know, Ron. I just get worried is all." She said as she looked at him. "Please tell me you've got a back up plan for the wedding." She said to him, wanting to change the subject.
"Elope?" he asked as Kim removed his cowl.
"My mother would kill me if we did that. She's wanted me to have a wedding more than I have. Maybe we could have it in a secret place?" she asked him.
"That's going to be tough. The press has eyes and ears in just about every place you could think of to throw a wedding." Ron said to her as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Good point." She said as she lightly kissed him. "What if we had it at the Fortress?"
"Are you serious?" he asked her, wondering if she was actually joking with him.
"Ron, I doubt the press would want to travel to the Artic Circle to get pictures. And we could still have only our closest family there, and we could get the original members of the league to help us get them there and back since they're also our closest friends." She said to him.
"Let me think about that. I don't know if a wedding at an ice fortress is a good idea." Ron said.
"It's not ice, it's crystals. And we had a nice time at that ice hotel that one weekend, didn't we?" she said with a sly grin as she began to deeply kiss him.
"That was different." He said as their kisses began to become more passionate. "I take it you want me to stay the night?" he asked her.
"Since I called work and told them I'm not coming in tomorrow? That was the general idea." She said as she began to pull him closer and slowly start to wrap one of her legs around him.
"I guess you are feeling better." He said.
"You're fixing to find out how good I'm feeling." She said as she used part of her strength to fling him onto the bed and shed her robe. "Out of curiosity, did you ever find out who Batgirl was?" she asked him as she kissed him.
"I'll tell you in the morning." He said as Kim started to undo his armor.
There it was, larger than life and displayed on several large plasma monitors in front of her. Kim Possible and the buffoon were finally getting married. But what did this mean for her? Would Superwoman relocate to Metropolis, or would Stoppable move his HQ to Metropolis? Kimmie had kept her promise, and had been keeping an eye on her all this time. She almost couldn't get anything done with that Girl Scout flying around her constantly. Having her leave Metropolis would be a boost to many of her plans. But if Kim was staying, then it would be very disturbing to have one of her rival competitor's right next door.
"Is everything all right, Sherri?" Mercy asked her boss.
"Just thinking is all." Sherri said as the plasma monitors shut down and started descended back into the floor. "Any clues to where Dr. Irons is?" she asked.
Five years ago, Sherri had begun a little secret business venture with his lab partner, Dr. Angora Lapin to manufacture a gun Dr. Irons had designed. But not too long after Zod had tried to conquer the world, Dr. Lapin dropped out of sight. Sherri was upset, but later became furious when she couldn't find the weapon designs Dr. Lapin had given her. So she made sure Dr. Irons stayed on her payroll. Then, two years ago, one of her sources showed her footage of a battle in one of Iraq's oil fields. A group of Iraq rebels had tried to take over the region and were using the weapon Irons had designed.
After that, Amertek had tried to steal Irons away from her and put more of his weapon designs into production. But that was what confused her. The U.S. soldiers that were sent in were also using the same weapon as the rebels. It didn't take long for Sherri to figure out who had supplied them. But what she didn't expect was Dr. Irons. The fool felt so guilty over what he had designed that he destroyed his lab, his computers, his designs, and his prototypes as well as disappearing from sight.
She had been looking for both of them ever since. She found a lead on Lapin, but Irons was harder to find. Not too long ago, she finally found one of his hiding places. But when she sent her men in, the place had been torched and so had his computers. She had her techs trying to recover anything from the computers ever since.
"No ma'am; we've found nothing on his whereabouts. It's like he's fallen off the face of the Earth. And there were no signs any of his weapon designs in the apartment." Mercy said.
"And the plans for that suit Stoppable and I were working on? Was anything recovered from the computers?" Sherri asked.
"Nothing was salvageable."
"DAMN IT!" Sherri screamed. Irons disappearing put a major set back for her company since he deleted most of the projects her company had been working on. She already had to cancel three government contracts because of that stunt. If she ever found that man, she would make sure he got the ass kicking he deserved. But there was still the matter of his former lab partner.
"What about his partner, Dr. Lapin?" Sherri asked.
"After doing some digging and bone breaking, I discovered that Dr. Lapin was indeed the one that leaked the plans to the Iraq gorilla forces."
"How were they able to make them?"
"When Sadam fell out of power, several things of his went up for grabs. Apparently, they were able to get one of his old munitions plants up and running again. That was, until the military blew the hell out of it. It turns out she also sold the design to Amertek, which supplied the soldiers that were sent in to stop the rebels.."
"And now?"
"The government decided that the weapons were too inhumane. When someone is shot with one of these weapons, your survival rate is almost zero." Mercy said.
"Which means they wanted prisoners to interrogate. What's Lapin up to now?" Sherri asked.
"She used the money the Iraq rebels paid her, and the money from Amertek, to take over what's left of Intergang since Mr. Manheim disappeared. She's now calling herself the White Rabbit."
"You're joking." Sherri said.
"I wish I were. She's been supplying her BG-60's to various gangs in Philidelphia, New York, DC, and other places." Mercy said
"She must have a factory out there somewhere. I'm not going to let that bitch screw me out of a deal." Sherri said to herself. "Thank you, Mercy. That will be all." Sherri said.
"Is there anything else you need?" Mercy asked her employer.
"Not right now, but I'll let you know." Sherri told her.
Things between her and Mercy had been a little rocky when Mercy found out that she was screwing Kim's clone behind her back. She still worked for her and was a very trustworthy assistant, but the physical aspect of their relationship had stopped. Sherri did hat the fact that she had hurt her, but she couldn't think about that at the moment. She had business to attend to.
Once Mercy had left, Shego used a small remote that was in her belt to activate a HUD on one of her windows and saw the image of an advanced high tech gym appear. Inside of it was a young woman with short red hair as she worked with on the machines wearing only a pair of thong underwear. Sherri just rolled her eyes as she cleared her throat to get the woman's attention.
"Don't you ever wear clothes?" Sherri asked her.
"Only when I feel like it. Besides, I know you get off on watching me." The redhead said as she stopped her workout and looked at Sherri.
"Not right now. I'm calling you to talk business." Sherri said.
"Awww. Are you sure you don't want one quickie?" she asked.
"Later."
"You know what they say, Sherri. All work and no play make Sherri frigid." The redhead said.
"What do you know about a crime boss named the White Rabbit?" Sherri asked.
"Arms dealer to several gangs, she's also rising in the ranks of what you would call crime lords, and loves to get even when you piss her off. Why?"
"I need you to drag her boney ass into my office as soon as you can. I have some old business to settle with her." Sherri said.
"You know the agreement, Sherri."
"I sent you some of the refined meteor rocks yesterday. They should already be there." Sherri said.
"I meant the other part." The redhead said, making Sherri slightly groan as she began to smirk.
"I guess I could use a break. Tomorrow night, be here at nine o'clock."
"You want me to wear anything in particular?"
"Yeah. Wear that white swimsuit I like." Sherri said and cut the feed. "Congratulations, Kimmie. World hero once again, and you're about to marry the man of your dreams. Everyone worships you like your some kind of God. Enjoy it while it lasts, Kimmie. Because there comes a time when even Gods must die."
It was so perfect, majestic, and aspiring all at once. Places like this area of the world were rare to find. There were no signs of technology or man, only the way of nature. Places like these could only be found in state parks or in the paintings of Bob Ross. It was absolutely beautiful. Then, it began to be disturbed. It was small at first, but only at first. It was a rumble. As the rumble began to grow in volume, the ground itself began to shake. Deer that had been grazing ran away as birds took to the sky in fear. The ground was shaking more violently as the rumble was now echoing across the quiet plateau of nature.
With the force unknown to these animals of nature, a large chunk of Earth was sent into the air and quickly broke apart as a clawed fist broke through and quickly dug its fingers into the solid ground. With a loud grunt, the arm that was attached pulled the rest of its large body free from the tons of dirt and rock it had been buried in for so long. As it finally pulled itself free from the confines of the earth, it slowly stood back on its feet as it looked to the sky and let a furious feral yell escape its throat. The roar echoed for miles around as it announced its freedom to the world that even caused the trees and rocks to vibrate. Not since the days of the dinosaur has such a primal screen rock nature herself.
When it was done shouting, it looked at its new and strange surroundings. It didn't know this place, nor had it ever seen anything like it before. This was new to the creature. Even the air it breathed was different than what it had been used to in its life. A strange noise caught his attention as he scanned the terrain, causing him to look up and see a flock of birds flying overhead. All of them were squawking all at once as they flew past him, somehow sensing what he was. A low growl escaped its masked head as it tuned away and began to walk. Each footstep seemed to shake the Earth as his feet sank deeply into the ground. As it walked across the plain, he saw something – odd.
It was a large buck that had decided not to leave. It looked up from its meal of green grass, and saw the strange creature that was clad in a sickly green. Both tilted their heads in curiosity, not knowing what the other was. Slowly, the deer walked towards the man. It cautiously sniffed this new arrival in curiosity. As the deer did so, his free hand slowly reached up and stroked the soft pelt. It found the feel of the pelt odd and yet soft at the same time. It never felt something like that before.
But curiosity turned to sheer panic and fear as the hand tightly gripped the deer by the throat and squeeze tightly. The creature gazed at it through the lens in its head, not showing what it was feeling or what it was thinking. As it tightened its hand, there was a horrific and sickening wet sound as blood covered its face and lenses. The creature, his fingers now covered in crimson blood, used the back of its hand to wipe the liquid away and gazed at his hand. As it saw the blood stained allover his hand and its claws, and saw the lifeless husk below him, he began to emit a cold sound. Completely cold, heartless, and cruel. It began to laugh at what he had done.
Doomsday was here.