AN: I'm still new to this fandom and getting used to the characters so please bear with me.
Watch what Happens
Ch.1
"Kitty," Dudley screamed.
"Duh-Duh-Dudley-"Kitty gasped she was barely able to register the pain when Chameleon had transformed; into a swinging pendulum as she tried to roll away from the enemy.
"What's the matter, Kitty?" Chameleon asked. "reflexes not sharp enough?" his body shape shifted his natural form, he smiled darkly.
Icy dread pooling inside her stomach, Kitty could only crawl to a corner on the far end of the room as the Chameleon stalked her.
There were no real weapons at Dudley's disposal.
Only the stainless steel pipe he managed to find while himself and his partner navigated the dirty smelly sewers of Petropolis earlier that day was all he had. Dudley clutched that pipe between his hands, Chameleon was going to pay!
_ _ ~.~_ _
Chameleon wasn't in any hurry when he walked or rather followed Kitty to the corner of the room. It was only prolonging the inevitable, Kitty's death as the stomach wound he gave her continued to bleed. It may have only been a few footsteps to make it across the room. But to a victim struggling to cling to life and consciousness it must be agonizing.
"Muah-ha-ha-ha-ha-"Chameleon's laugh was pre-emptive, unfortunately he oblivious to the deep growling dog named Dudley that was about to beat him within an inch of his life.
Kitty grimaced. "you've got to be kidding me," she rolled her eyes then winced. Despite she sitting against a wall and nothing Keswick has produced as an efficient form of first-aid would save her. The blood loss that was starting to make her light headed, Kitty just couldn't ignore Chameleon who was gloating especially when the odds weren't in his favor.
"Why do you say that?" Chameleon questioned.
Kitty closed her eyes. "you don't remember do you?" she said quietly. "you were so focused on me you forgot I came in with Dudley."
With wild blue eyes the pipe Dudley held connected to the back of Chameleon's skull sending him to his knees. No matter how many times Dudley struck his enemy it didn't satisfy him that the Chameleon hadn't suffered enough for what he done to Kitty.
He could only keep beating him until his arms grew tired and even then it still didn't change the fact Kitty had been injured.
Nothing could ever change that.
_ _ ~.~_ _
"Kitty, Kitty open your eyes," Dudley said as he tried coaxing her awake. Because he wasn't so bright at attempting first aid; all he could do was call for help and wait for T.U.F.F. to take care of the rest of what he wasn't capable of handling.
So Dudley could only pretend she was asleep. He curled up into a tight ball and kept repeating her name so maybe she'd eventually wake up.
"Kitty, it's me Dudley," he refrained from yelling and whispered in her ear. "are you finished dreaming yet? Because there are a lot of things that gotta get done and when we get off of work today-"he stopped himself mid-sentence he could feel a painful lump in his throat. Something he was doing his best to choke back.
It was a worst case scenario, but nonetheless frightening, Dudley decided to reach out to hold Kitty's slender wrist where he felt for a very faint pulse. It was comforting as he felt the blood pump under his thumb, just to know she was still alive, she was still here.
He didn't feel so lonely anymore.