Kim Possible stood motionless and panting, adrenaline coursing through her blood. She was surrounded from all sides in this old warehouse – the National Guard to her left, several FBI operatives to her right, Global Justice in front of her, and, for good measure, half a dozen local police officers, a few of which who seemed to have scarfed down one doughnut too many that morning, behind her.
"Kimberley Possible," one of the GJ agents shouted, "we have a warrant for your arrest. Please drop your weapon and raise your hands over your head. Let's not make this any more difficult or embarrassing of you than I'm sure it already is."
Kim smirked ruefully, slowly raising her hands, grapple gun included, over her head. Before the authorities could respond, she shot her grapple gun at one of the many scaffolds in the warehouse's ceiling, and instantly she was aloft and careening toward a side window. The glass was relatively thin as well as worn by age, so a simple well-placed shove shattered it, allowing Kim to maneuver her body out the window and out of the warehouse ambush.
Below her, chaos erupted as the officials realized Kim had eluded them. Kim knew that these brief moments of confusion were crucial in a successful getaway, especially when she saw GJ helicopters and a dozen squad cars in the immediate vicinity. She quickly rappelled down the side of the warehouse with the aid of her grapple and took off on foot through dark alleys occupied by a few hardy rats and cockroaches. Feet pounding on the pavement, she flipped open her Kimmunicator and hurriedly whispered "Mission complete – requesting immediate pick-up."
Her stomach turned in nervous anticipation. Her unexpected ally had come through for her a few times before, but Kim, given their previous history, was still not sure that she could totally place her trust in her former enemy. A wave of nausea quickly passed through her system as she contemplated the fact that her partner could betray her at anytime, leaving her at the mercy of the federal agents actively pursuing her.
The Kim Possible of only a week ago would never have fathomed that she'd be a wanted criminal, Kim thought, approaching her pre-arranged rendezvous location. The Kim Possible of a week ago was a confident, self-assured eighteen-year-old who had just graduated from Middleton High and was preparing to attend college in the fall with her best friend and boyfriend, Ron Stoppable. The Kim Possible of a week ago saved the world from a regular slew of villains on a weekly basis, always carrying herself with an air of bravado and self-assurance that came from living in a caring home environment and being supported by a computer genius and an ever-loyal (though not always trusty) sidekick. But how things had changed in a matter of a few days…
Kim arrived at her rendezvous point, an abandoned loading dock deep within the city's industrial area. It seemed like she had managed to evade GJ and their cohorts, at least for the mean time. She leaned up against the side of a building, still panting heavily. She grudgingly admitted to herself that this rush of adrenaline and sense of victory at eluding authority might actually have been enjoyable had the circumstances been different.
"Took you long enough, Kimmie. Hop in." A rope ladder was dropped down a few meters away from Kim's feet. Kim quickly climbed up the ladder's rungs and jumped into the hovercraft.
After ensuring that they were far away from any potential GJ helicopters that might be pursuing them, Kim removed her long red wig, revealing a chestnut-brown ponytail underneath. "I got it," she said, gesturing to the bulge in the pocket of her mission outfit, "and I'm pretty sure they fell for it." Her companion's dark sunglasses obscured her eyes, so Kim only saw a hint of a smile her purported-ally's lips. "In that case," Shego said, turning to Kim, "we can proceed with the second part of the plan. We'll start first thing tomorrow morning."
A/N – The next three chapters (which are each about 2.5 times longer than this one) are already written and will be posted soon.
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