The Future is Never Nice

Hello, again I got this chapter together for ya'll. First I do not own Kim Possible or any of the other Disney characters in this fan fiction

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"Talking"

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Setting the Future with Plasma.

"He is my…" Something on Kim was ringing with the tune of Hit Me With Your Best Shot. 'Story of her life.' Shego smirked as Kim held up her index finger so she could answer her phone. "Director Kim Possible speaking…Hello John…He told you about the meeting at the UN… and He wants to know why? Because your brother things that he is the ruler of the world and my job is to keep the leaders and criminals of the world in check John…well tell my husband that if he wants to talk to me then he can some to my office and talk to me face to face!" Kim ended the link before gripping her phone tightly. Her prisoner sat quietly and let the red head have a moment to herself. Several minutes passed as Kim and Shego sat in silence, Kim was breathing deeply trying to calm her nerves as Shego watched with caring eyes. The pilot's voice broke the silence.

"Director, we are approaching headquarters." Kim looked towards the cockpit.

"Roger James, please land." Kim asked politely, Shego watched the younger woman. 'She hasn't changed one bit, still trying to be the tough girl.'

"Are you ok?" Shego asked as Kim looked to her briefly with her one eye before turning away.

"Its nothing for you to worry about Shego." Kim answered as the plane began to land, she didn't catch the pain in Shego's eyes. 'It could be it you let me Princess.' Once the plane had landed it traveled a short distance before it stopped. "Here we are Shego, please place your hands behind your back." Shego did as she was told as Kim walked around and fastened the special handcuffs to Shego.

"What are these?" Shego asked as Kim lightly pushed her to the exit ramp of the plane. "I'm not going to hurt anyone."

"Its not you I'm worried about Shego." Kim answered as she and Shego entered the black building and began walking down a dimly light hallway. Several agents passed quickly hugging the hall; Shego took the note that these people feared her. Finally the two reached a door and Kim opened the door. "In this hall is the regular cells, yours in on the top floor with the other VIP prisoners." Shego stepped through and allowed Kim to lead her to an elevator. As the soon as the doors closed Shego looked to Kim.

"You going to stop being the Director long enough for me to talk to Kimmie." Shego asked as she watched Kim. An answer never came from the red head. "I see. Your one of the stick up your ass types now. I hate those type of people you know Pumpkin." Shego felt as if she was talking to herself at this point. The elevator dinged and the two stepped off, Kim lead Shego to her cell, it was more like a hotel room, a very nice hotel room, with a massive bed, a dresser, private bathroom, desk with a laptop, and T.V. Kim unlocked the cell, took off Shego's cuffs, and then moved for the green skinned woman to walk in. Shego didn't.

"I need you to walk into the cell Shego." Kim commanded as she stared straight ahead, 'Hell no.' Shego growled before smirking.

"Only if you answer one question." Kim raised a brow slightly before giving Shego a look to ask. Leaning in close Shego got next to Kim's right ear, the redhead could feel her arch nemesis hot breath luring her in. "Do I still make you hot and heavy Princess?" A heat rushed over Kim as she roundhouse kicked Shego into her cell and locked the door before stomping away. The super powered woman sat in her cell with a smug grin on her face. "You do too Kimmie." She whispered to herself as she went and explored her 'cell'.

Kim marched all the way back to her office. 'The nerve of that woman, ARG…what gives her the gall to do that…' A body smashing into her interrupting her thoughts, Kim sighed slightly this day was not going well.

"Oh Sorry KP! I was in a hurry. There is a rumor that Shego is here and I wanted to see if it was true or not." Ron said as he went to move by Kim.

"I brought her in already Ron." Kim said, as she started moving down the hall again to her office. Ron spun on his heels and trailed after his best friend.

"You brought her in? You two aren't going to 'you know' again…" Ron stopped talking because Kim had whirled around and was glaring at him. "I'm sorry KP, I was just checking, because last time that got a little weird, everything, and you kept me out of the loop for several months." Kim sighed at her best friend before stopping.

"Me and Shego are not dating again, I just went to pick her up as a security measure Ron and to keep her from getting the death penalty. And you were the first person I told when I started telling people me and Shego were together." Kim said as she opened the door to her office to discover she had a guest. A red haired, blue eyed one. "Kathryn what are you doing in my office? Aren't you supposed to be at school?" Kim asked as she sat across from her sixteen year old daughter who was in a pair of navy cargo pants and black tight t-shirt.

"Had a mission with Kiren." Kathryn answered as she propped her feet on her mother's desk. Kim pulled her daughter's feet off and dropped them letting them hit the floor, Kathryn looked at her mother as Kim merely glared at the teen. The two settled down in the office as Ron left needing to check on his wife Yori and daughter Kiren.

"How was school when you actually there?" Kim asked as she tried to do some paper work. Kathryn was flipping through her address book.

"Boring, got paired with a guy named Mark for my Bio II project. He's hot as hell." Kim glared at her daughter. "I know, I know. No cursing, but mother he is drop dead gorgeous." Kat was getting a dreamy look in her eyes, Kim sighed, to by young and have hormones. 'Been there, over did that.' Kim thought as her daughter stood up quickly. "Gotta get back to the house, we're working on our project tonight. Seya at home!"

"Bye sweetheart." Kim called down the hall, sighing the young director got back to work on Shego's paperwork. An hour past as Kim signed her name to the last sheet of worthless paperwork. A knock on the door turned the director to drop the stack over the side of her desk. "Come in!" Kim yelled as she kneeled on the floor and began picking up the paper work. When the door opened Kim was still looking at the floor picking up papers and putting them in the right order. "What can I do for you?" There was silence; sitting up Kim saw that her husband Zack was standing at the door with a calm look on his face. 'Crap.'

"Hello Kim." Her husband greeted her; Kim smiled somewhat at him before continuing to gather her paperwork.

"Hello." Kim replied a minute later as she finally got the stack together. Sitting in her chair Kim noticed that her husband had crossed the room and was now holding a stack papers out for her. Kim didn't even need to look at the papers, instead she reached into her desk and pulled out identical set of papers with her signatures on them and handed them to him. Standing Kim pulled off her wedding ring and placed it on her desk and left her office. She had known this was going to happen. It always did, this was her what? Fifth husband? None of them got what she was, the only person who ever did was…this one had been even worse; they two had married for political gain on both ends. Not like when she was with…'No I won't think of her, we're too different now.'

Striding down the halls of GJ Kim decided that she needed to go home and rest for a bit. The redhead pasted the security monitors and took a glance at Shego's cell. The plasma thrower was lying down on her bed taking what looked like a nap. Kim jerked her head away reminding herself that, that life was over.

The director went home by jet; the one eyed woman flew over her home close to five times before deciding to land. As the engines powered down Kim noticed that her daughter's Bio partner rode a black motorcycle, a very expensive look motorcycle. 'Oh hell no, I know how much fun you can have on those.' Kim jumped out of the cockpit and went into her house quickly, startling both teens that were actually working on the project. The two were hovering over a biology book trying to decide which section they wanted to do their project on.

"Mom is everything ok?" Kathryn stood up from the table and moved over to her confused mother. Glancing to her daughter Kim took in the male teen that her daughter had described as 'Hot as Hell.' The boy was Kathryn's age, he was 6'2", his build was strong but not over done, the teen's eyes were a shade of emerald that Kim had only seen in one person. But his skin was usually pale, almost alabaster. His clothes were a simple black slacks with a dark green t-shirt, his black hair was of medium length, and it gave him a bad boy image. The director caught the sight of a leather jacket hung in the open closet, 'Yep bad boy. Like mother like daughter I guess.'

"Everything is fine Kathryn, just got done at the office early. Who is your friend?" Kim asked approaching the boy, the young man stood up when she started to approach him.

"I'm Mark. A pleasure to meet you Mrs. Possible." Mark bowed his head in respect to the older redhead. 'Manners, I'm impressed.' Kim returned the nod the boy lifted his head. 'He's been trained.' Kathryn put a hand on her mother's back getting her attention.

"When is Zack going to be home?" Kim sighed, she did not want to thing about her fifth ex-husband.

"The president will not be returning." Kim answered in a tone that gave the young teen the knowledge of what had happened.

"Good he was getting to high on his high horse." Kathryn pulled Mark back into the project as Kim exited the room giving the two teens some alone time. 'I have to agree with you my child.' Kim thought as she went into her at home office to research the young man in her house. Using her security clearance Kim quickly found that her daughter's crush was far more than he was letting on.

Later that night as Mark bided Kathryn a good night the teen walked to his motorcycle. 'Someone is watching me.' The teen cracked his neck slightly as a way to relax incase he was attacked, but his viewer merely wanted to talk. The director stepped out of the shadows next to the boy, tapping him on the shoulder Kim was rewarded with what she wanted to see. Mark felt the tap and whirled around striking out with a plasma charged hand at his opponent, but his far more experienced opponent knew how to counter the move. The young plasma wielder found himself with his back against the concrete.

"You're just like your mother."

TBC

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I wanted to use this story as a sequel, but I looked at it and I can make it work so I'll continue this.

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