PART 2: "This is Some Stephen King S-t Going Down Right Here!"
The mercenary was awakened by a low rumble coming from the other side of the moving wall. With a disgruntled groan she crawled out of the bed, slowly stumbling across the dark room in the direction of the noise. Shego placed her hands on the wall, leaning in close to it, trying to make out what was the cause of the commotion. The sounds seemed to be of footsteps, and a female voice barking out orders. She could tell something was seriously wrong, old one-eye would never lose her cool like this.
Shego backed away from the wall, igniting her hand for a torch, and started to walk back to her momentary bed. Whatever the situation was outside her little 'home away from home' did not concern her, that is, until the wall began to slide open. The mercenary's head jerked in the direction of the opening only to be blinded by the sudden brightness of the other room.
A timid female silhouette stood in the entry way, a shrill whimper echoed throughout the darkened room, "Sh-Shego?"
The thief couldn't believe her ears, that voice couldn't belong to her Princess, but it did. As Shego's eyes had adjusted to the light she could now see the silhouette much clearer. The sight was worse than the picture Dr. Director had shown her the day prior. Her stomach clinched up, she was on the verge of losing her lunch and she would have if it not for the fact she had not eaten for a few days.
Kim's hair was in messy clumps being held together by dried blood, it was hanging in what was left of her face. The hero's face was hardly a face at all; the skin was barely hanging on to her skull at places. She was now wearing a Global Justice jumpsuit that looked to be torn off its previous wearer, with the zipper broken and the half-ripped off sleeve. Even from being across the room Shego could see the nametag with its large lettering bearing 'Agent Du' in capital stitching.
Kim began to stumble forward, reaching out for the mercenary. The hero kept calling out Shego's name, more of pleading for her. When Kim was less than ten feet away from the thief a gunshot rang out, the hero fell down to one knee holding her right side. Dr. Director was leaning on the right side of the moving wall, also clutching her right side with one hand and a pistol in the other. The older woman collapsed after trying to say something.
Shego look at the Director with disbelief, why would she shoot Kim Possible; Kimmie was Global Justice's pride and joy. Shouldn't they be doing all they can to save her? She found her answer as the thief's eyes wandered past old one-eye, into the actual room behind her where officer's bodies were scattered throughout it. Her attention was brought back to Kim as she felt something tugging on the leg of her catsuit.
Kim had managed to crawl over to her target, taking hold of its leg, using her infamous pout to her advantage. She was pleased at the fact that Shego seemed to be too shocked to know how to react, now was her opportunity. The hero grinned as she jumped up, delivering an uppercut to Shego's jaw.
The mercenary wasn't expecting the sudden attack; she fell back only to quickly recover by pushing off the dirt floor with her hand. While performing the backwards handspring; she caught Kim's chin with her foot, now to the hero's shock. Kim now stood, the gunshot wound was not bleeding anymore, and she illustrated no sign of even being wounded.
Shego had a sudden realization and ignited both of her hands, dropping down into a fighting stance, "You're not Kimmie."
The impersonator tilted its head to one side, with a wide grin showing its yellow teeth, "You're right, are you disappointed?"
This enraged the mercenary but yet a weight was partially lifted off her chest, if this wasn't her Princess then there is a possibility she was still alive right? That was a warm thought, the thief shrugged it off, she needed to concentrate on beating this bitch's ass until she told the thief what she wanted to know.
The imitator made the first move charging the thief, lashing out at an inhuman speed. Shego attempted to thwart most of the blows coming at her; a select few did penetrate her defenses, hitting her abdomen and ribs. The mercenary was overwhelmed by the speed of the impersonator; she was forced to use her super strength to keep up.
Kim paused for a moment; the thief saw the opening and took advantage of it. Shego whipped her right leg into the imitator's right side, a loud crack echoed out into the room. The mercenary then kicked its legs out from under it, letting the fake-Kim fall onto its back. Crawling on top of the impersonator, Shego held its wrists with plasma engulfed hands.
"Alright you bitch, where's Kimmie?" the mercenary barked.
The imposter bellowed with laughter, "You mean what's left of her?"
The mercenary was seeing red once again; she tightened her grip on the fake-Kim's wrists, feeling the flesh start to disintegrate in the palm of her hand. She was brought back into the world by the Director shouting at her; it took a moment for her to make it out.
"Shego! Kill that Thing, now!" the Director was shouting, after she had regaining consciousness.
Shego glanced up at the Director for a moment before turning to the new task at hand. She had never killed anything before, against popular belief, not thinking she could kill this girl. She thought to how the Director had phrased the order, it was a 'thing' not a 'her'. The cogs began to turn in the thief's head before her hands shot to the poser's head, one on grabbing the top of its head and the other its chin. She snapped her hands in opposite directions snapping the neck of the fake-kim.
Dr. Director stumbled over to the pair, reaching a hand out towards Shego. The thief grabbed hold of it and was helped up off the impersonator. Suddenly the dead body began to melt, leaving a pool of red residue on the dirt floor of the room. Shego and the Director proceeded to walk out of the room into the adjoining one; no remorse could be detected from either party.
Director then navigated over the fallen bodies of her employees to the opposite side of the room, once there she pushed on the wall and a panel unlocked itself. She pushed the panel open and pulled a lever, then placed the panel back into place. Behind the thief the sliding wall began to close, a new sound was heard though; it was of locks sliding into place. The thief thought this odd, they had never used those when she inhabited the room, and why would she lock up something that was dead.
Brushing the questions aside Shego made her way across the room following the Director that had already exited the room. She noted the Global Justice officers she had fought on occasion and the bare body of Will Du as she walked out the door and into a large hallway. As she followed behind Dr. Director, she also noticed a large slash on the older woman's right side, amongst 2 others on her left calf and right shoulder blade. When pair reached their destination, Dr. Director unlocked the door before them and limped inside the room. Shego did the same, taking a seat on one side of the Director's desk while Director took her respective seat.
Shego was the first to speak up, "Now… Care to explain?" she used the Director's own words from the previous day against her, grinning.
"Well quite simply, that thing you killed was a Synthodrone, hence it melting. It was activated shortly after it was brought into our morgue and proceeded to attack anything in sight. Although I now think that you were the intended target in all this." Director stated, taking out a first-aid kit from a desk drawer. She then continued, cutting Shego off, answering her unspoken question "We still do not know the whereabouts of Kim Possible; but we did received this video shortly before the Synthodrone attacked."
Dr. Director picked up a remote off her desk, hitting a large button; a projection screen came down from the ceiling off to the right side of the room. She hit yet another button and a projector whizzed on, projecting the said video onto the screen. The Director smirked; she could only imagine how the thief would react to it.
When the video finally popped up on the screen it was of a gagged and bound unconscious Kim Possible sitting in a leather recliner. The camera slowly zoomed in on the hero, showing her to be unharmed, besides a small scratch on her cheek. A female voice boomed over the speakers, "We have your precious Kim Possible, Global Justice! If yo-"
Another voice cut the female one off, this one male "No, no, no you need to be scary! Daddy tell her!"
A mature male voice replaced the prior whiny one, "Please, if you would, a more assertive tone would be more suitable to this situation."
The female voice returned sounding more annoyed if anything, "Argh, fine then! We have Kim Possib-"
"Would anyone like some Coco-Moo? I made enough for all of us." Yet another male voice chipped into the conversation, sounding off in the background.
"No dammit! Shut the Hell up already! How can I threaten someone with you guys being dumbasses!" the female voice screamed.
Shego sat up straight in her chair, leaning towards the screen as she watched the video. She couldn't hold it in any longer, the thief busted out in an uncontrollable laughter. She couldn't believe these people would even try this, and the irony of the whole situation was too much.
"You have to be fucking kidding me!" the thief exclaimed, half-kidding, "Seriously, this is some twisted joke right? How the hell do you expect me to believe that they are responsible for this?"
Dr. Director just continued her smirk, "Well it does seem that they are the culprits, they do have your Kimmie if anything."
Both females' attention turned back to the screen, as the camera fell over to one side, revealing the kidnappers. The female was Bonnie Rockwaller, with her whiny boyfriend Sr. Senor Junior, and of course his father Sr. Senior. Off to one side of the screen, Drakken sat on the floor cross-legged with his cup of Coco-Moo, watching the others fight it out in front of him.
Shego was now bent over hugging her knees, squealing with amusement at the screen, she was now sure this had to be joke. Her laughter suddenly stopped as she began to think, Drakken was the one that had developed Synthodrones in the first place, so that meant her he was trying to kill her. Her eyebrows furrowed in anger, after all she had done for the little blue bastard, and he was trying to get rid of her. That was low, even if it was Drakken. The thief sat up once again, glaring at the screen, she was going to beat him within an inch of his life that was for sure.
The Director picked up her remote again fast forwarding through the argument, which seemed Bonnie was winning. She stopped when the screen now shown Monkey Fist and DNAmy fixing the camera back into its standing position.
The half-ape man now stood in front of the camera, "Look, here's the deal. You guys just dispose of Shego for us and you get Kim back, simple right? If you don't then she'll receive the same treatment as that Synthodrone." Monkey Fist backed away from the camera, now revealing his whole body, he held up his hands and they became engulfed in plasma.
DNAmy was now hopping in place from excitement, "See that? I finally figured out how to give someone plasma powers, teehee!"
The thief jumped up out of her chair, knocking it over, and lit up her own plasma, "Oh so now they all want me dead just because that little fatass gave the monkey my plasma ability?" she exclaimed.
Director now cleared her throat, "If it's any consolation Global Justice isn't going to kill you, yet."
"Wait, Yet? You can't be serious; you're really going to try and kill me? Why not just send me in there to rescue Kimmie?" the mercenary inquired, placing her hands on the desk and leaning on them.
The Director grinned, "I was hoping you would say that actually. As you can see my agents are indisposed of at the moment, leaving me quite shorthanded. If you are willing to save her then in exchange I can provide you with a full Global Justice Pardon for your heroism."
A loud groan escaped Shego's mouth as she hung her head in defeat. On one hand she could take her chances with fighting Global Justice officers and getting the hell out of Dodge. But on the other one it would allow her to be able to walk down the street again without someone calling the cops on her, and of course get her revenge on the backstabbers, legally.
Shego now grinned, "Alright one-eye, count me in. But I have a condition of my own" , she paused for a moment and continued after the Director nodded in agreement, "I'm not going to stop being a mercenary, but it appears that I'm going to have to kill my boss in a literal sense, so I want to be employed by Global Justice."
Dr. Director pinched the bridge of her nose; she didn't have much of a choice it seemed. She could risk the lives of the rest of her agents trying to take the thief down, and lose Kim Possible in the process. Or she could add a new addition to the Global Justice family, could she possibility do that? The Director shrugged and thought, 'Might as well, besides she may come in handy.'
"Alright glow-stick, you have a deal. But before you go and save the day, we must first trace where that video signal was coming from. It may take a few hours at least." Director finally said.
Shego chuckled, "Or you could just ask me. It's one of Drakken's old bases; it's hidden in the side of a mountain on a little island off the coast of Cuba. It's one of the select few Kimmie and the buffoon didn't blow up."
"He was never that clever about hiding his bases, was he?" Director joked.
Shego scoffed at that, "Course not, if he was then Kimmie wouldn't have found us so damn fast, but then again that just meant I didn't have to wait as long to spar with her. So I wasn't complaining."
Dr. Director stood up from her seat, taking some bandage wrap from the forgotten first-aid kit, and wrapped it around her mid-section tightly. She winced as she tore the wrap and tied it. Shaking off the discomfort she made her way around the desk and across the room, motioning for Shego follow.
How'd you guys like the comic relief? Besides when all of these villains team up it can never be good.
Note: I totally forgot how Synthodrones work, so I just did it from what I remember, go with it. :3
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