Chapter 2 - Hide & Seek
She's skilled. But I knew that already.
She's avoiding or deflecting any blow I throw at her.
Not a surprise on my part.
She's the one surprised. I'm going at her with everything I've got. And I'm not talking about fighting skill.
Those are crap. Did you somwhat belive that just because I went over the fence I have unlocked amazing skills and powers?
Get real. I've got some ninjutsu training and and I supposely have some kind of mystical power. Mystical Monkey Power.
Monkeys.
I shudder a little in my mind. Of all the creature whose power I could have been infused with it had to be the monkeys.
But I'm disgressing.
Back on topic, here I am fightin' toe to toe against a plasma powered psyco-bitch with years of fighting experience on her shoulder.
My edge? I'm currently more insane than her, something she isn't used to.
So I'm going at her with that impossible smile that no person in their right mind would have in this situation.
Scratch that. No person in their right mind would have that kind of smile EVER.
This is the kind of smile you would find on the Joker while he's hanging Batman by his bowel.
We trade blows. I can't hit her. Bright side: in her confused state of mind she doesn't manage to hit me as well.
This isn't going anywhere though. I've to come up with a plan. Think-think-think.
Ding! Got it!
Psychological Warfare. My madness is my weapon. Let's make use of it.
Let's dig in her fear. The job is half done already.
I kick her stomach but she blocks me with her arm. As expected. I use the strenght of my kick to push myself back in a sommersault behind some crate and outside of her sight. While in midair I strike the only light in the room.
My action is rewarded with a shower of sparks and suddend darkness.
The only light in the room is now provided by Shego plasma powered hands and what litte that filter from under the door behind her.
Possible escape route noted. Onward with the plan.
"Booyah-ahahaha! Sheee-go!" My voice is filled with amusement and somethig else. Something she doesn't like.
I swear that I can hear her jump on the spot at the sound of my voice.
"What are you playing at Stoppable?" her voice is shaky already. Bingo.
"Tsk, tsk, Shego. That is no way to refer to me. Do I have to teach you a lesson in respect again?"
A plasma burst blast a crate not too far from me. Keep moving sounds like a very good idea right now.
"Come out, Bufoon."
"Awww Shego. You are no fun. What's a litte game of hide and seek among friends?" My voice is DRIPPING amusement now.
"This is no game Stoppable." Another plasma blast this time much farther than before. Good. She's losing track of me.
"And we are not friends either!" Another blast. I'm almost behind her now.
"Buuut Sheee-go! After all that has been between us..." My whiny tone is so childish that is creepy given the current situation. I can just FEEL the goosebump on her skin at that.
"There is nothing between us Stoppable. Except for me kicking your ass on a regular basis."
She.. is right on that, but let's not play easy shall we? I'm behind her now but her senses are too sharp for me to take her by surprise even in this situation.
I need a distraction. And who am I? I'm the king of distractions.
I have to be subtle at it though. Time to come up with something smart.
As silently as possible I unroll the cable of my grapple gun.
A grapple gun made from an hair dryer. That's the kind of shit you have to work with when your team leader is a cheerleader and you tech guru is barely in his teen. Wade and I should have a talk about what's cool and what's not.
In a matter of seconds I've made a nice knot around the handle before slipping away again.
"Come now Buffon! There is no way out. You don't stand a chance against me. Surrender and I promise I won't hurt you." She pauses at that. "All right, I will probably beat you up a little but I won't be too rough ok?"
For a moment that proposal sound reasonable. But then I remember that I'm shit crazy right now. No room for reasonable thank-you-very-much.
"Oh Shego. You really are a joke, aren't you? And you are calling me a bufoon? The great Zorpox not standing a chance against you? Please."
I'm back to my starting position. Shego is exactly between me and the door.
"It is you who doesn't stand a chance Shego. I'm afraid that I really need to give you that lesson in respect hmmm? After all..."
With a sudden pull of the rope the door on the other side of the room spings open, the light on the other side invading the darkness. The door wasn't even fully opened when Shego plasma burst sailed trough it slamming on the stairs behind. The lack of a Jewish fried ass where her burst hit leave her surprised for half a second before her mind kicks into high gear and she realize what just happened.
Half a second is enough for a lot of stuff. In this case is more than enough to close the gap between us in one smooth jump. After all I jumped in the very same moment I've pulled the rope.
Shego is turning toward me again. The bitch is sharp. She knows I'm coming. It's too late.
For her that is.
The plant of my foot meet her face with a sickening CRUNCH.
Let me tell you this: when you spend your time dodging bullies, henchmen, MONKEYS, various death devices and, more than everything, cheerleader practice, your legs becomes REALLY strong.
I'm nowhere in the same league as Shego enanched strenght but I can pack a nasty kick when I put myself to it. Belive me, Shego's nose can vouch for me.
The impact with my foot send her sprawling backward. The sound of her head hitting the ground tells me that she won't be able to stand properly in the forseeable future.
I'm on my feet. She is not. Can I have a Booyah?
I walk toward her like I don't have a care in the world. I realize now that The Grin didn't leave my face from the very beninnig.
My face is starting to get sore.
I kneel on her. Oh joy. The look on her face. That fear.
This feeling of power is overwhelming.
You know what's fun? She was right all along. I did not stand a chance against her.
I've played her. I've played with her fear.
But she doesn't know. The only thing she see is the return of a nightmare.
In front of her is the only person who truly bested her.
Kim didn't get this far. Oh she won pretty much every time they fought but it has always been a pretty close match.
While against me, well against Zorpox that is, she couldn't land an hit. And I did all this while laughing.
Oh boy. She's crawling away now but she doesn't dare to look away from me.
I pin her to the ground with an hand around her neck. I don't need to choke her. She pretty much freeze as soon as I touch her.
This is risky. Even if she cannot stand, her powers are still functioning and I'm well within her reach.
But it doesn't matter. This is a bet. I have to show her that I don't fear her. That she's nothing.
As expeceted her hands ingnites again. She tries to hit me. I use our closeness at my advantage blocking her forearm on the ground with my feet.
Her left hand isn't any luckier. With my free hand I swat it away. She can't really put any strenght in her blows from this position. Not with the damage taken so far. Her face is already regenerating though. Her nose looks like new.
Let's finish this.
I slap her across the face. Hard. She whimper. Can't she get any cuter?
"As I was saying, sidekicks need to know their place. Looks like you need a little reminder, huh?"
I slap her again. And again. And again. And again.
She whisper
"Please..."
I think I just creamed my pants.
"Well then Shego. I believe that this the last time you cross me. Riiight?"
She simply nods. I don't belive her but I don't have time to play any more.
What I've got from her this time is enough. I've instilled a good amount of fear.
Given the chance she will attack me again but I really don't have time to break her properly.
A pleasure for another time I guess.
I slam her head on the ground mercilessy sending her into dreamland. Even with her regenerative abilities she will be out of the game for some time.
Enough time to finish this job.
I get up and head toward the stairs. As soon as I step out of the darkness and into the light I can feel the pull of my sanity calling me back.
That's ok.
Let's leave Mr. Hide get some rest for the time being. Other chances to play will present themself in the future.
When I reach the last step Ron Stoppable is back in charge. The transition is painless. Not that we /we?/ expected something different. There is no need to fight. We /yes we/ are one after all.
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Author Note: There goes Chapter 2
I am not sure about this one. I keep reading it and I really like it but I can't help having the feeling that I have pictured Shego a little too weak. For the readers: she isn't weak at all. Let's just say that in this fiction Zorpox has been a little more cruel to her in their first meeting. Fear not: we will get to talk about that specifical encounter.
Thanks for reading.
Goodbye!