Kim sighed. Today was an especially boring day, one would think that a princess could do anything, but no, even if the family motto was 'Anything possible for a Possible'. The Princess shook her head, casting red tresses about her. She had to get out of the palace. This, at least was possible.
That was how she came to be where she was. Sitting in her pavilion, shouldered by four strong men, and with her body guard Will on her left. As she was carried through out town, the pavilion came to a sudden halt, as a figure was thrown through the window of a nearby establishment.
The curious princess, leaned forward from her reclined position, and pulled the lacy purple fabric of a curtain, back. She saw a womanly figure, strewn in the dirt. The figure sat up, surrounded by the cloud of dust that had been kicked up when she hit the dusty road. She spat, and slowly got to her feet. Tottering slightly, she had the distinct air of a drunkard around her.
The princess, for the most part, lived a very sheltered life. A very, very sheltered life. She was concerned as to what was happening, and if she was in danger, but she knew that Will, and her bearers would be more than a match for anything. Her eyes widened as she saw 7 no, 10 large, lumbering figures, surrounded the drunkard. Their hulking forms made it hard for the princess to see what was happening to the drunken lady.
Some of the men who had approached the drunkard were jeering, and laughing, obviously, they thought they could take down the little woman that they through out.
"Alright boys, we're going to have some fun with this one." Said one of the men, their leader, it would seem.
The woman tottered a little more before regaining her lost equilibrium. She raised a pointed chin in defiance, and spat at the foot of the man who had spoken. It took a moment for his feeble mind to process exactly what had happened, but once her actions registered in his pea brain, his hideous features twisted into a mask of rage.
"Get 'er! All of you, get her together." The giant yelled as his men taunted the woman, yelling what they had in store for her. The princess, upon hearing a remark, choked back bile. She crawled forward, to where will was standing, and whispered, "Should we help her?"
"Our main objective is to protect you, your highness." Replied the young man, with a stoic look upon his face.
The Princess gasped as she saw the men beginning to attack. A clearly disorganized and careless attack, but it was clear that they had muscle. The Princess blinked, and two men were down, knocked out. She sat up, and blinked again, unsure if she was seeing things. 3 more men, were sleeping on the dirt road. She watched, not blinking, wanting to see what exactly had transpired. The drunkard lurched forward, hitting one of the men in the chest. Her movement, Kim saw, was extremely, slow, and languid. Yet, when the fist hit the man, he was pushed across the street, where he promptly tripped over his feet and fell into a sewer ditch. They had yet to close the sewers in this part of town.
When the Princess turned her eyes back to the fight, she saw the last man hitting the dirt, clearly recognizable as the leader of the little gang. The woman spat again, her salvia stained the earth, next to her victim. She reached within the folds of her clothing, and produced a bottle, surprisingly unharmed from her fall, and took a long swig of it. A little bit flowed out the side of her mouth, she wiped it away with her filthy sleeve, resumed tottering off to god knows where.
The princess, sat in shock before her mind registered that the amazing woman, was leaving. She sent Will after her, instructing him to tell the drunkard that the princess requested her presence. She watched as the bodyguard, asked his question, the laughter that erupted from the drunkard, her response, Kim couldn't hear. But she was aware of the blush that spread across Will's face. He turned and walked stiffly back to the princess while, the drunkard leaned against the side fo a dilapidated structure.
"She says that it will cost you." Said Will, knowing that the innocent princess would not understand what exactly the drunkard thought she was asking.
Kim sat, and was shocked again. She was the princess, she got whatever she wanted. Who was this, this, this bum to demand something of her. She commanded Will to arrest the drunkard, and to bring her to the palace. Her pretty face, was scrunched up in anger, as someone had refused to listen to her. A spoiled little princess she was, nobody had ever refused her anything, so it was understandable that she got a little upset. Kim watched as the drunkard, clapped her hand on Will's back, and said something.
"- for assault and battery." Kim heard Will say, in response to the rogue's question.
Will walked back and told Kim to go on the palace, and that he would bring her in personally.
Kim paced and back and forth in a room in the palace. Mumbling all the while, while a close family friend sat on a chair behind a plain table. Relating the story, she told her that she had the drunkard brought in, so that she could speak with her. Of course she as the princess, would not speak to one so beneath herself, but instead Dr. Director, the director of security would act as her medium.
Kim quickly sat behind the screen that was placed next to Dr. Director. This way, the drunkard wouldn't see her, and she could have Betty relay her messages. The footsteps grew louder in the hall, as the drunkard and her escort, Will, arrived.
"Thanks Will, I'll take it from here." Said Betty. "Step outside, Will." She continued when the afore mention body guard did not leave.
The Drunkard then fell into the seat, lifting her legs and depositing them on the clean table with an audibly thump, she leaned back, and took another swig out of her bottle. Kim was shocked, yet again, at how the drunkard acted. Speaking of which, the drunkard looked up from her bottle, noticed the director, and visibly brightened. "Hey."
"Hey." Said Betty, the drunkard was about to ask something, but was stopped by the look in the director's eye, and the small but noticeable jerk of her head toward the screen.
The drunkard's mouth opened in a silent 'o'
"Well, is there any particular reason I am here?"
Kim whispered from behind her screen, and Betty relayed the message. "You were seen today, fighting ten men."
"Yes, and?"
AN: Listen, this might seem going so far, eventually I will have Shego demand to live in Kim's room, this hints at a past Shego/Betty. Might make a prequel for that, but this is/ will be KIGo eventually. So just tell me if you want more….and also suggestion for WHAT HAPPENS NEXT. I don't know. Just gimme a one liner to the answer to that question.