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Ch. 1 One Long Day
Where were you the moment that you realized that you gave a fuck? Okay, I didn't realize it at the moment, but this is when I began to process that I had a need to protect something that didn't have to do with me.
The alarm clock strikes with out fear of its death. The sleep killer stays ever vigilante in its merciless campaign against the sleep. With the increasing attack on its foe the clock finally won the battle and is relieve of its post by a moss colored hand that extends from the comforter protecting the rest of its entire entity.
"Damn I thought I turned that fucker off last night." and the lump in the covers slides to its knees as if in a burqa about to pray. Except the being under the covers could give a shit less about gods or goddess seeing as she considered her life a huge cosmic joke. So she glared at the guard she had place on duty last night to see she had two hours until her workout session.
Fuck not only did I get stood up last night I get up an extra freaking hour early, because she was suppose to be here and I forgot to reset the thing. So she flips the comforter off of her back and half slides half falls off the bed. The raven hair tickles her nose as she shakes her head trying to get out of the mourning daze that she had been cursed with since the age of thirteen. The bathroom door stands abut seven to eight foot slides from the bedroom. Not a very far distance by any means yet when you are not awake accidents happen. This mourning's accident became a stub toe and a string of curses in a flow to fast to follow, the only audible words being shit and fuck.
The woman only glances in the mirror as she sits down on the toilet to pee. The sense of consciousness strolls into her mind with the disappointment of last night flooding her thoughts. She had been stood up. Great this is going to be a great day. This is bad I'm even thinking sarcastic now. God my job must be getting to me.
She flushes and wanders in to the living room only to be disgusted at how far she lowered herself the night before. Candles and wine, Candles and wine. What was I thinking? We have only done little romps when she was in town. I should have known as so as I try to start a relationship it gets burned. Why do I keep doing this to myself? Why god damn it!
Then the phone rings which makes the naked woman frown ear to ear. This is her day off and nobody really calls her. Nobody but work. The day starts out bad and continues it's down ward spiral to the dark abyss that is her life. She stares stupidly for two more rings until she starts to look for it. The phone rings as if from a far distance making just enough noise to be annoying. To be honest it was not the phones fault it had been chucked after failing to make noise last night for its owner. Know the same owner frantically rips the apartment apart in the direction she had thrown it the night before. The phone just continued its twisted version of hot/cold with her.
"Damn how did I throw you behind the TV? Damn this is not my day," she grasps the phone like a trophy. "Finally! Hello!"
"Shego I need you in it's an emergency." the phone crackled.
"Why it is my day off."
"A fucking building exploded last night and I need your help clearing the wreckage."
"How does a building explode? You know what don't answer that in this town I just don't want to know. I'll be there in an hour. "And she presses end on the receiver.
"I guess I'll clean up when I get home. I hope this doesn't take long. Betty, why do you even need me for clean up.?" She turns as if to get an answer and storms off to get ready for the day. Her closet is full of different shoes and clothes, but she pushes them aside for her work clothes which are a full body fabric almost like spandex suit. She had different variations, but she just grabs an all black one and throws it on the bed. Turning to her dresser she digs in the top drawer for a pair of comfortable panties, mainly due to the fact she didn't have any on in anticipation for last night. After settling on a pair she quickly or ready and slipped out the front door. Frowning because of the mess she was going to clean when she got home. And the door shut.
Outside it is probably 40 F, but due to special circumstances Shego didn't feel a thing. The only time she fells the cold is when it got really cold. And Go City never reaches that temp. The parking lot stood a testament as to why she should move. No protection. Not that she needs it. Everybody new her car and what she would do to anybody stupid enough to touch it, but she would like better protection from the elements. And in case somebody became stupid.
She arrives at the station only to be greeted by Will Du. A person in her mind and others that could quiet possible have the biggest stick up his ass known to man. He could sleep talk the rule book. "Shego over here. Chief wants you to come with me to the scene." Great! Okay which ever god hates me up there the feeling is mutual.
He car ride to the scene almost dragged on to bad slow motion effect. The only good thing to happen was the company didn't start a conversation. The Scene is something else entirely. As she slams the door shut it amazed her at how little she really wants to be here. "Hey Peters where is Director?"
"Over there Shego." The officer points to the left in the direction of the bomb squad van. And she runs over to the van as the building shakes again sending down part of its crust at the cops.
"Betty I thought you said the building exploded last night. Not it half assed it and was still trying for all its worth. "She looks around as the woman she is a addressing ignores her. "Now I get it. Let me guess the maniac is still up there. My day keeps getting funnier and funnier. Who is telling the next joke?"
"Shego I'm about to make it better. Have you ever heard of Team Possible, a group of freelance operatives that work for Global Justice?" Betty pauses as if to give Shego a chance to reply, but continues on. "Well as far as we can tell the crazy scratch that insane scientist Drakken set up shop here and captured part of Team Possible, a Miss Possible. Her partner a Mr. Stoppable came to the rescue without contacting this unit, probably because most cities don't have there own special crime unit. So he probably didn't know we existed. So a fight and this is the result. We know that Drakken is up their, but he decided to fight us off and let the building blow up on him. So I need you to go up there bring that fucking moron down and see if Team Possible is still alive. Got that Shego?" And the one-eyed woman finally tuned to look at the officer she had just briefed.
"Yeah I got it. This was supposed to be my fucking day off." And she pivots to the build as if getting ready to take it on in a staring contest. Than ran into the front doors of the five story building.
"Chief Director are you sure one person should be going in there?" Squeaked out Du. "Rules clearly state"
"Du, do you really want to go with her and see if you comeback? Cause you annoy her and Shego best alone. Now shut up please I have a headache.
The building is nether hot or cold to her. She just runs down the main hall to the stair well. She figures that the mad scientist is in the audience hall on the third floor since it is the biggest open space. All mad scientists like big open areas. Drakken is a know loony with an idea that he could rule the world. Shego never had to deal with him herself, but she knew of him. 6this Team Possible is the wild card. I really don't know anything about them except that the boy is blonde. Damn I wonder how much more this building can take. The build seemed to tip only to settle back down.
The building shock and rocks as if it was ready to fall when Shego stood at the door in to the third floor. She glances around for cover and the targets. Than she locks on to the Blue imbecile dancing around with a lock of red hair in his left hand. Chanting something that sounded like "I killed that annoying bitch. I killed that annoying bitch….." Shego slid behind what use to be a control panel of some sort. This guy is nuts. Is he really dancing with a lock of hair? She than caught sight of who had to be Stoppable. He lay in a pool blood, his own from the look of it. He appears to have died thirty to forty-five minutes ago. His hands stretched as if to touch something. Shego cringed at the fact the kid's body had been skewed with six or seven metal rods.
Man this guys is sick. He has to be thirty to forty and he is getting jollies off torturing teenagers. She moves around trying to get a good attack point and a sight of the other member of the team. Than another explosion sways the building and Drakken seems to start coming to his sense and looking for an escape point.
"Well I won so its time to leave." Shego suppresses a laugh at how he talks to himself. Than the opening came apparent to her. Dashing low to take him out at the knees she hits with the spear hit. The idiot tumbles forward smashing his face into the floor. "Who the hell are you?"
"Go City Police, your under arrest. So shut up. You have the right to," and than the big explosion went of not ten feet from her knocking her off the doctor. She slams in to a pile of scrap metal. It took a few seconds but she gets up and notices she is right next to the blonde boy. The sight sends a chill in to her back as his face is contorted in to fear and panic. He had been trying to save someone and the chill passed all with in a few seconds. She turns to go back after Drakken only to catch a grenade in her lap. Shego looks up and sees Drakken running to an escape. She tosses the grenade to her left only to realize a power core lay in the direction. "I fucking hate this day." She rolls to hands and toes to run the other direction. Instinctively grasps the poor kid. She did not want anyone to be left here. And than she ran. For what appeared to be hours in her mind. Taking out the metal rods of the body so not to hurt herself if she trips. She removes all but one when time starts back up blowing her out the window and wall.
In the mid air flight she rotates to her back as if protecting the body. Just her luck a soft patrol car zooms in to the picture much like a sky diver's bulls eye. Shego lands on the top and just lay still for two seconds to catch her breath than rolls off the car for cover as the rest of the building goes down.
I got a headache from hell. She opens her eyes. "Shego you okay?" The voice came from the one-eyed woman standing over her. "Come on Shego talk to me."
"Shut up betty." Shego got starts to sit up only to fall back down to the ground. "That bastard was sick. I'm not sure if he got away threw a grenade in my lap and ran. The boy was dead when I got there and I didn't see the girl. Sicko had some of her hair chanting she is dead." She finally could stand up. "I'm done for the day. The family might be happy to know I tried, but I doubt it will. I will come in and finish my report tomorrow. "
"Chief rules clearly state."
"Du, just take her to the station so she can go home."
The ride home passes quickly as Shego tried to forget the scene. Drakken sickens her and she hopes he died in the blast. Before she loses her self in the nightmare she had visited the turn to the complex came up. She pulls up in to her spot and steps out the car. The walk up to her apartment is much like her ride home. She trips lost in thought. Clearing her head she turns up the stairs and wanders back in to thought about her messy apartment and the clean up duty. Being more alert might have shown the blood spots on the concrete. Than her surroundings just hit her. Her date from the last night lay covered in blood next to her door. Shego only could space out at the blood raked across her face. The tracks only messed up by tears. The shock wore off. "Princess, what happened to you?" She screams as she ran and stage slid in front of her Princess.
"I killed him, I killed him." The red head woman mutters. Shego grabs her than dispels the idea she had and lays the woman back down. Grabbing her keys she busts open her door. Frantically searching once again for the phone see had lain down earlier. Shego spots it on the couch and ran to it. Just hitting the numbers as if on autopilot Shego almost freaks out over the ringing in her ear." Pick up Betty." Than a voice came on to the other end.
"Shego I thought you said you were alright?"
"Shut up I need an ambulance at my house I got a woman outside my door. She's bleeding and in shock." Than she hung up.
Shego ran back out to the red head. Carrying the woman to the couch Shego strips her looking for wounds. She had a hole in her shoulder and her calf. Shego grabs some bandages and started covering the wounds. Turning the woman over, she sees a long slash between her shoulder blades.
"It's okay Princess. Helps coming. Helps coming.
And after a few moments the Paramedics came in her doors.
Author Notes: please review and please be kind it has been awhile since I wrote a fic and this is not an area I've ever written in so enjoy.