Kim Possible: Devil's Child
By LJ58
Part 2:
"Morning, sleepyhead," Kim smiled, handing Shego a cup of steaming coffee when she staggered out of the bedroom into the kitchen close to nine the next morning.
"Morning? Ugh," she groaned, sipping the coffee. "I feel like it's still the middle of the night."
"Come sit down and eat, Shego," she told her. "Angela left breakfast."
"Where is my Angel," she said, looking around with bleary eyes.
"I let her go to the beach. Don't worry, Annie is watching her."
"Annie," she frowned. "Did I miss something?"
"Annie is the AI in my car. I have her watching for any signs of GJ agents out to make a rep, or any other trouble."
"Your…..car," Shego muttered, staggering to the table to take the plate Kim offered after heating it in the microwave."
"Don't look like that. Angela cooked it," Kim assured her as Shego stared at the eggs and bacon.
"I'm just….not real hungry, Kimmie," she sighed, and stared at her plate. "Some mornings….I just can't get anything down."
"That doesn't help," Kim told her. "You should…."
"I know. I know. But, if I force myself to eat, I only end up sick, and vomiting it back up. Maybe…..later. I did eat pretty good last night," she smiled.
"All right," Kim murmured, and moved the plate away from her.
"So. You never got married? Had any kids of your own?"
"No," Kim admitted after Shego finally managed to ask her that after more than five minutes of silence.
"More coffee?"
"Why not," Shego asked. "I always figured you'd be real mom material. Sure, you couldn't cook, but you had everything else covered."
Kim sighed. "I guess I just focused on other things. Then Ron went one way. I went the other, and now I'm here."
"Lucky us," Shego murmured, shaking her head when Kim gestured to her cup again. "I love Angel. She's….my life. You don't know how much it hurt to realize I probably wouldn't live to see her grow up."
"I can guess."
"Maybe. It's different when it's your kid. Looking in….? No offense, Princess, but…you just don't know how it feels. Not really," she sighed.
"I won't argue," she told her.
"So. What's your plan, Kimberly," she smiled, trying to sound strong, even if she obviously wasn't feeling like doing more than sitting right there in that chair just then.
"I…..have something in mind. I won't say anything until Wade gets here, though. Meanwhile, I hope you don't mind, but I found your underground com-con, and upgraded your defenses a little."
"You upgraded my defenses," Shego gave a crooked smile. "There's a switch."
"Well, aside from my promise, Shego, I'm covering my butt, too. You might have already guessed I'm not that popular with some officials these days. I wouldn't put it past them to try to sneak in even after they claimed to back off."
Shego nodded. "It's what I'd do."
"Yeah, but they're supposed to be the good guys."
"Wise up, Princess," Shego grunted, looking suddenly sad. "There are no real good guys anymore. Everyone wears black hats these days. So to speak."
"I don't believe that, Shego."
"Well, there's always an exception," she smiled weakly, then paled, and cringed as she shrank in her seat.
"Shego?"
"Listen, Kimmie. I…..forgot my painkillers. Think you can go get the brown bottle on the nightstand for me? I don't think I feel up to walking all the way back to my room just now," she said quietly.
"Sure, Shego," she said, and stood up. "Sure you don't want more coffee?"
"Just….water. For my pills," she said, and Kim poured her a glass before going after the medicine.
She walked into the room, and this time she went inside, and found a large, brown bottle of unmarked pills. Very high grade codeine from the look of them. She also saw a small frame with a small, charred and yellowed photo obviously made in a cheap photo booth years ago. She stared at the image of her and Miss Go taken so many years ago that set on the side of the stand, facing the bed. The picture Angela mentioned.
She walked back into the kitchenette, opening the bottle for her, and asked, "How many?"
"Five."
"Five!? Shego….."
"Trust me, Kimberly. Five. My powers may be shorted out, but my metabolism is still not normal."
She spilled out five, fat pills and set them beside the glass she had yet to touch.
"It's that bad?"
"Like I said. Sometimes…..it's a real bitch."
"I wish I had known sooner, Shego. We could have….."
"Dragged me off to jail so I could die behind bars?" she asked bitterly.
Kim said nothing.
"I'm sorry. You don't deserve that," she said after swallowing the first pill, and choking it down with a gulp of water. It took her almost ten minutes to take all five, and she coughed, wheezed, and choked violently more than once getting them all down.
"So… Why is Nerdlinger coming here," she asked. "Already planning an autopsy?"
"Actually, he's coming her for two reasons."
"Yeah? Do I want to know?"
"Not for an autopsy, you screwy woman," Kim told her firmly. "I've been working on a fusion relay switch I think I might be able to adapt to organic energy to help Angela focus and channel her power without losing control."
Shego stared at her. "R-Really? You think you can do that for her?"
"I wouldn't mention it if I weren't fairly optimistic," she told her.
Shego smiled brightly for a moment. "I knew I did the right thing leaving those breadcrumbs to draw you here. And reason number two," she asked, looking a little less pale, but a lot more glassy-eyed.
"I'm going to try to save your life."
"I appreciate the thought, but I've been to every specialist in the world, Kim. The best money can buy. I'm….." She trailed off, wriggling one hand expressively.
"You haven't had me and Wade working for you. I've been working on a little toy salvaged from the Lorwardian starship. I won't say anything else until Wade gets here. But….hopefully, it might be able to help you."
"Hey, I'm just glad I'm not going to have to die alone," Shego smiled, and dropped her head on the table. "I miss my pillow right now," she burbled.
"Come on, loopy," Kim smiled a melancholy smile as she pulled her from the chair. "If you're still feeling that bad, let's get you back to bed."
"Wanna go to the beach," she sighed, leaning back in her chair. "Wanna feel the sun," she sighed.
"Are you sure?"
"Sure," Shego murmured. "Wanna sun. Wanna see Angel," she sighed, and closed her eyes.
"Shego?"
"Still awake," she murmured. "Just…" She sighed, and smiled. "I'm glad you're here, Kimmie," she said quietly as she leaned her head back, and looked up into her eyes. "Makes me real glad I never killed you now."
"I'm rather happy about that myself," she replied dryly.
Shego giggled.
"You're silly."
"Aren't we all," she said, and hefted Shego to her feet.
"No. No, no, no. Not room. Beach," she protested when Kim steered her to the bedroom.
"Shego, you can't go to the beach in your nightgown."
Shego stared at her in genuine confusion. "Why not," she muttered as Kim led her into the room.
Kim rolled her eyes. "I can see you're going to be fun."
"I wish," Shego sighed as Kim dropped her on the bed, and looked around.
"So," she said, ignoring the comment. "Bathing suit?"
"Yep."
"Where?"
"Oh. Right. Drawer," she pointed generally.
"Can you dress by yourself?"
"Maybe," Shego murmured, her eyes still closed.
"Shego?"
"Oh, Kimmie," she sighed, obviously still not quite focused just then. "Why did you leave me?"
"Shego? I'm right here."
She reached out, grabbed Kim, and pulled her down to her side, holding on the way a drowning woman might hold onto a life preserver.
"I didn't want you to leave," she suddenly sniffed, and just held tightly as she cried.
In the end, Shego drifted off to sleep without another word, and Kim just tucked her back into bed after prying herself loose. She looked at the picture, and walked out of the room, leaving her to sleep.
"Please, hurry, Wade," she murmured as she walked out to the porch, and used her Kimmunicator to check Annie's sensor scans. So far, everything was quiet. But it was only the first day.
KP
Wade watched the radar screen, timing the pulses.
"Definitely using microburst scans to sweep the island," he murmured. "Only GJ doesn't use that kind of technology these days. So, who….?"
He leaned back in his seat in the submersible he was operating just two miles off Shego's island as he studied the layout. Reaching up, he switched a toggle up, and asked, "Annie, are you online?"
"Always, Wade."
"What's your current mission parameters?"
"Surveying possible approach vectors for any and all incursions, and overseeing the safety of Angela Go."
"Angela….? Oh, the little girl. Right. Any active targets in this region as of now, Annie?"
"Negative, Wade," Annie replied. "However, I have detected multiple microburst scans originating from high altitude orbit. Possible a suborbital craft, or a pirated satellite."
"That was my thinking. My mini-sub is just a little limited in regard to such long-range jamming, Annie. How about jamming the scans while I surface, and come onto the island?"
"Affirmative, Wade. Please hold your position. Kimberly has upgraded island defenses, and a standard EMP emitter won't shut down the underwater defenses for your approach. I'll have to manually clear you."
"Naturally," he smiled, and didn't have to guess Kim was already hard at work making things hot for anybody that might try bothering her, or Shego. Still, he was curious about who was scanning the island.
"Annie," he said. "I'm sending you my data on the microbursts. Try to track them to their source if you don't mind. Until I get back home, I'm afraid the wireless link in my little ship isn't quite up to that job."
"Of course, Wade. You are now clear to approach the island. Please don't delay, or deviate from your approach vectors. Defenses go back up in .three minutes."
"Of course, Annie," he said, already throttling up as he left the deep ocean trench that covered his approach, and rose to enter the lagoon. "And, thanks."
Rather that surface, he left his sub on the lagoon floor, and used the hatch to eject himself after powering down, and leaving his systems on standby. He then swam up to the beach to climb out of the ocean onto the beach to be greeted by a ten year old girl that looked remarkably like Shego.
"Well, you must be Angela," he said as the little girl looked up from a very intricate sandcastle, and smiled at him.
"And you must be Wade," she said, eyeing the small tote he carried in one hand as he lowered his own defense shield that let him rise to the surface without even getting wet. "Is that going to save my mommy?"
Wade remembered what Kim had said about Shego. As well as what he inferred from monitoring the GJ chatter. Shego was really dying. It was almost hard to believe. She was always so powerful. So capable. So…unstoppable. Were she not so obviously evil, he would have admired her as much as he did Kim.
"I don't know, Angela," he replied honestly. "But Kim must think it might help, and that is why I brought it."
"Oh. Okay. Come on, and I will show you to the house."
"Thank you," he smiled.
"I've alerted Kimberly to your arrival, Wade," Annie replied from nearby where she sat uncloaked, but hidden in the jungles. "I shall continue to work on your requests."
"Thank you, Annie. Keep me informed. The scans might be nothing, or they might be a prelude to more trouble."
"Understood."
"This way, Mr. Wade," the little girl said, smiling at him as she led him into the jungle.
"Wade," Kim smiled as she came out of the house. "You didn't have any trouble, did you?"
"Nothing serious. Annie cleared me to get through your new security net, but did you know about the….."
"Intermittent microburst scans? Yeah, they started just about the time GJ took off. I've got Annie trying to track them."
"Good idea," he agreed, not telling her he had asked the same thing of the AI.
"You bring everything?"
"Yes."
"Angela," Kim turned to her. "Why don't you go in and watch your mother now? She's had another bad day," she told her honestly. "If she wakes up, let her know Wade is here, and we'll be in the underground command center setting something up."
"Okay. Do you think….?"
"We'll find out together," she told her as she rubbed her dark head.
"Cute kid," Wade murmured as she led him from the house, toward a nearby cliff that sheltered the house. And was covered by a massive, steel door that indicated a serious hangar of some kind.
"Yeah. It's funny, all this time and the one thing that never occurred to me was that Shego might have become a mother," she admitted as she opened the door, and they stepped into a real hangar with only one sleek, green jet parked inside. It covered in dusty canvas that indicated it had not moved in a very long time.
"Lift is this way. The lab and computer systems are one level down."
"Smart," Wade nodded as they walked onto a small, square platform that dropped into stygian darkness before the lights came on as they stopped at the bottom. "Real smart," he said, looking around the huge chamber obviously cut out by laser drill to form the computerized lair that ran the island's defenses, and likely provided whatever else Shego might need while she was here.
"I thought so, too. Let's set up the genetic sequencer over here. And I want the fusion controllers here."
"Just what are you thinking, Kim?"
"Well, I can't say for certain until we find out what's going on inside Shego's body. But when she told me Drakken did whatever happened to her to shut off her natural comet powers, I guessed they might somehow be poisoning her from the inside out. If we find out what he did, maybe we can undo it, and that healing ability she once possessed will….. I don't know, fix her."
"A good initial theory, considering you haven't even had a chance to do any kind of scan on her. But the control tech?"
"Angela can't harness, and control her powers subconsciously yet. But I've seen her use them with ease on a conscious level."
"I saw the mission data," Wade nodded, still shocked at how easily that little girl had dropped a grown man simply by pointing at him.
"Well, I started thinking that maybe what she was unable to control was like a runaway reactor. Too much energy builds along her synaptic pathways, and emotional outbursts compel her to release it involuntarily. So, what if we created a way to recycle the energy, keeping it inside, and neutralized, rather than randomly exploding."
"I get it. Like an organic cooling unit?"
"Exactly," she nodded as she lifted one, bulky squarish device that Wade pulled out of the heavy tote he had opened.
"Well, we've got our work cut out for us, then," he told her, still unloading gear she had requested.
"Set up the sequencer, and tie it in to the medical scanner there," she pointed out. "I'll start work on my dampeners."
KP
It was well after dark when Shego stepped off the lift, leaning heavily on her daughter as she walked to where the two were working steadily on something that looked very much like a metal coffin lined with wires, and hooked up to quite a few machines she didn't recognize.
"Can't wait to bury me. Is that it," she teased wearily as she eyed the metal box.
"Actually, I'm hoping this will help you get better, Shego," Kim glanced at her, genuinely surprised to see her. "We're almost done, too. Have you eaten?"
"Yes," Angela nodded as her mother leaned against one of the many shelves around her, still breathing hard. The past week while waiting for Wade, she had been getting weaker and weaker, as if she had given up fighting lately. "But not much," she told Kim.
"Yours….is on the stove," Shego told her. "We made…enough for you both. I think," she said, eyeing Wade's tall, lean form. "You really grew up, nerdlinger."
Wade smiled as he set a mini-torch down, and closed the panel he was working on.
"Everyone does, Shego," he told her.
Then turned to Kim to say, "I think we're ready, KP. It'll tell us what's going on, I'm certain. What we might be able to do about it will be another thing."
"As long as we have a chance, I'll take it. Shego…."
"This….is for me?"
"Well, this," she added, holding up a small, slender metal band, "Is for Angela. If I'm right, these bands will help her contain and control her power, so there will be no more energy outbursts like you described."
"Really?"
"That's the plan, sweetie," Kim told her. "But I'll admit, this is all theoretical, and we won't know till you lose control if they work."
"In which case it either works, or……not," Shego guessed.
"Bingo," Wade nodded.
"Jeez. And I thought it was just Dr. D that was that was that….."
"We have an edge here, Shego," she told her. "I have a genius here that is helping me go over everything every step of the way."
"Theoretically," Wade told the older woman. "It should work."
"I'm willing to try," Angela told them eagerly. "How do they work?"
"Good. All you have to do is wear them. That's all," Kim told her, holding up the first band.
"They look kind of pretty, too," she murmured, taking the first silvery band.
"Just snap it around your wrist. Your own neural energy should power the interior circuitry."
Shego smiled wanly as her daughter quickly slid the bands around her wrists, and snapped them in place.
"Looks good, kiddo," Shego smiled, wondering if it really was just that easy.
"Now fix mommy," Angela looked up at the pair as she held out her wrists, admiring her new adornments, and then turned her attention to the two adventurers.
"Well, we are ready for a full body scan. That's step one," Kim told Shego. "You aren't claustrophobic, are you," she asked Shego.
"These days, I'm not much of anything," the older woman smiled wanly.
"All right. All you have to do is climb in the scanner, and lay down. It'll take a little while, but we're going to do a full molecular-level scan to find out what's going wrong inside your body. Hopefully, we can then fix it."
"Well, I'd like to at least find out what's killing me," she sighed. "So, why not?"
"Just don't give up yet, Shego," Kim told her, moving aside to activate a control that made the apparent coffin hum, and light up from the inside.
The upper panel slid back, and Shego looked at the smooth, plain interior that did look not unlike a metal coffin.
"Sorry. We went for the no-frills, bare bones model since we felt speed was better than comfort," Wade told her when he saw Shego's grimace at the hard, steel box.
"Want me to go get you a pillow, mommy," Angela asked.
"Sure, pumpkin," she told her. "Why don't you go do that?"
She ran off, and shouted, "I'll be right back," as she raced for the lift.
"Let's get this over with," she said as the lift began to rise just out of sight of the station where they stood.
"Okay. Just get in, and lay down," Kim told her.
"Wade, warm up the bio-scanners, and get the CS ready."
"CS," Shego asked as she limped over, and crawled up into the elongated box with Kim's help.
"Cerebral scanner," she told her. "It'll do a deep tissue scan of your brain without being invasive."
"You will feel a slight sting in your lower back, though, when the device first cycles up as it takes a general tissue and blood sample. So don't worry about that."
"I can take a little sting," the woman murmured. "Just don't leave me in this thing when it's over."
"Don't worry," Kim told her. "It shouldn't take long. Just hold on," she said, "So, are you ready?"
"Just get it over with, Princess," she sighed wearily, laying back in the box as Kim nodded at Wade.
Wade tapped in a few commands, and the lid slid back over the top, hiding the obviously suffering woman's face as Kim glanced at him.
"I never thought I'd feel sorry for Shego," she admitted as the dull whine of the equipment rose to signal the equipment was working.
"CS active. Medical scanners warming up. I have an initial tissue sample coming up on the main….. My God, Kim, look," Wade said, pointing at the small monitor.
Shego's blood was only slightly reddish, but mostly green. It was also filled with untold numbers of tiny, robotic nannites.
"Initial estimates put the number of nannites in her system at well over fifty…..million," he told her as he studied the sample. "It's a wonder she's still alive at all."
"Can you access one of them? Find out what's going on with them?"
"I'm trying now. They're definitely terrestrial. In fact, they look….. These are Drakken's work," he said quietly, and showed another screen that had a single nannite isolated, and magnified on it.
"Take a look," he pointed. "Pure, mechanical function. They feed on plasma energy. Like Shego's comet power."
"That's how he turned off her power. He injected her with these things, and they kept replicating, siphoning off the power her own body generated naturally."
"Exactly. Didn't you say she mentioned she started having relapses just after Angela's last outburst that leveled the other island?"
"Yes," Kim nodded as she studied the scans.
"I'm guessing the plasma must have force-fed the nannites, causing an unnatural replication that overwhelmed her system. We have to get them out of her, Kim, or they will kill her."
"I know. How?"
"That's going to be harder than it looks," he admitted. "They're in every cell and platelet in her body."
"Like cancer."
"Exactly."
"Can you just….shut them down?"
"I don't think so. If they're like Drakken's earlier nannites, they're hardwired to a slave routine, fueled by their host's neural energy and plasma, and will simply keep replicating until they….."
"Kill her."
"Yes," he admitted.
"What about an EMP?"
"I don't know. Maybe. But in her condition, it might kill her, too. Then you're still faced with task of getting them out of her even if they are deactivated."
"Hit the tissue sample with a controlled EM burst," Kim decided.
Wade nodded, pulled the slide from the side of the medical scanner, and set it near a small device set up near a laser apparatus.
"All right. I'll give it a three second pulse from the portable emitter," he said as they heard the low growl of the lift mechanism returning.
"Check it."
He set the slide back into a viewer, and checked it. "They're all inactive. You're right. An EMP will shut these things down."
"All right. Now we need Angela."
"Me," Angela asked, walking over to look around as she held a pillow in both hands. "Is mommy…..?"
"We're already examining her, Angela," Kim nodded, taking the pillow and setting it aside. "Don't worry. I have an idea, but I need your help. Do you think you can hit a little blood sample with just enough of your power to heat the cells without blowing anything up?"
"I…..think so."
"You want to know if she can vaporize them without harming the organic tissue," Wade realized.
Kim smiled, nodding.
"Here we are. Just give it a small burst. Like you might heat up your cocoa," Kim said knowingly as she directed Angela to the slide sample.
"Oh. How did you know….?"
"Your mother used to heat her coffee the same way."
"Okay. Let me concentrate," she said as she studied the slide Kim set on the counter near the scanner.
She put her hand over the small sample, and Kim nodded as the girl's palm began to glow bright green. Then a burst flashed down from a forefinger, and a small crack split the slide.
"Sorry," Angela groaned anxiously.
"Don't worry. That's all right. We're looking for results, not neatness. Wade?"
Wade took the still slightly fluid sample that had not dried up, or vaporized as most blood would under such conditions. He reset the sample, and opened the micro-viewer again.
"Not one nannite," he said in surprise. "Just healthy platelets."
"Let's open it up, and tell Shego we might have a cure. If it will work to scale," she told him.
"All right. But we have to warn her….there is still a lot of risk involved," he said, powering down the scanner.
"Look. Her heart and lungs are strained to the limit now. Her kidneys are on the verge of shutting down. We might not have any other choice."
"KP," he said as the top slid back. "It's a miracle she's even still alive. Our cure might not help."
Angela gave a soft gasp.
"What'd I miss," Shego asked, blinking owlishly as she sat up in the boxlike scanner, looking more uneasy that she was wanted to show as she feigned a casual air.
"We know what happened," Kim told her. "And….I have an idea. But….to be honest, the cure could kill you."
Angela gasped again.
"Just tell me what's going on," Shego said after she looked down at her daughter.
She did. Telling her about the nannites, the likelihood they were responsible for all her health problems. She also explained the chance that they might just be able to save her, and restore her powers, if she survived the EMP long enough for her daughter to burn out every one of the machines before even one of them could try to reboot and come back online afterward. Just missing one would only restart the cycle. That was saying she survived the EMP at all. Or the plasma burst Angela would have to subject her to flush her system.
"It's your choice, Shego. Yours, and Angela's," Kim told her.
"That's your best idea?"
"Shego, to be honest, it's my only idea."
"And….judging by the results, you have less than a week left to decide. If that," Wade admitted grimly.
Shego sighed, and slumped in the box as she absorbed their words.
"Mommy……?"
"It's not like I've got many options. Do it."
"Understand, this is all theory," Kim told her. "Right now, you have at least…a week left with your daughter," she told her quietly. "But the EMP….."
"Do it," Shego said firmly.
"All right. Angela, do you understand what you're going to have to do?"
The little girl whimpered, but nodded.
"Listen. You just did a very good job heating up that slide. That's what you have to do for your mother. Heat her up from head-to-toe, all at once," Kim told her.
"But….she got burned up before, and nothing happened. She only got sicker," Angela whined.
"Because the machines inside her are still working. We are going to short them out. If only for a few seconds. We don't know how long they'll stay that way, so you have to burn them all up at once before they can restart again."
"You can do it, Angel," Shego smiled at her daughter. "I have faith in you."
"I'll…. I'll try," she said, her smile stiff and very fragile.
"Wade, get the emitter hooked into the bio-scanner, and amp the signal by fifty percent," Kim told him.
"Fifty…..!"
"I want a fifteen second burst," she nodded at him. "Angela," she said, pointing to a place near the end of the scanner. "I want you to climb up on the table there. The moment I give you the signal, you have to hit your mother with the same kind of heat, just like we said, all over. Head-to-toe. You ready, sweetie?"
"What if I do it wrong," she asked quietly.
Kim knelt down in front of her, brushing her dark hair back, and smiling into her face.
"Angela, every time I went on a mission, I felt the same way. I asked the same question. Every time. We're all scared sometimes. "But if we do our best, and try real hard, then most times…..things work out for the best. Now, are you ready?"
She looked up at her mother, who smiled and nodded at her.
"She's right, pumpkin. And you know what I've told you. If I trust anyone in this entire world, it's Kim Possible. And you. So, think you can save mommy's life," she asked.
"I….. I will," she nodded bravely.
"Good girl. And, Angel. Whatever happens…. Whatever happens, you just remember, I love you, and I am very, very proud of you."
"Mommy," she cried, and jumped up to hug her fiercely. "You have to be okay. You just have to," she choked.
"Then do what Kim says, Angel. And we'll both be fine."
"I will. I will," she said firmly, and let go of her mother to walk to the end of the counter, and climbed up to stand over her mother.
"I'm ready," she told Kim in a soft, solemn voice.
"Emitter is hooked up and ready, Kim," Wade told her somberly.
"Remember, fifteen seconds. Angela," Kim turned to her. "The moment that light in the box goes dark, you hit your mother with all the power you can just like we said. Shego, just lay back, and…..cross your fingers."
Shego smiled. "One last thing," she said, and gestured for Kim to come to her side.
"Sure," Kim nodded, stepping closer.
"Just in case," she said, reaching out and pulling her close, kissing her before Kim could react. Kim could only gape as Shego then told her, "I don't want to die with any more regrets. "I…. I fell in love with you a long time ago, Princess. I just had to tell you that in case…."
"Just lay back," a stunned Kim told her, helping her recline again. "You can say anything you want in a few minutes."
Shego only smiled as she lay back down in the scanner.
"Bye, Kimmie," she murmured, and closed her eyes.
Kim backed away, and nodded at Wade.
"Power's online. Emitters cycling," he reported
"And….go," Kim told him.
"Five seconds. Ten. Fifteen," Wade reported, and shut down the device that was bathing the convulsing woman in electromagnetic radiation.
"Now, Angela," Kim told her, and a burst of blinding, green light filled the narrow, rectangular box, making it seem like green flame had exploded out of it when the little girl's hands pointed down, fingers splayed as her arms radiated energies few would have believed could be harnessed by such a small body.
"How…..long," she cried.
"A few more seconds," Kim said, studying the scanner's overheating controls, watching the wildly fluctuating life signs of the woman inside.
"That's enough," Wade called.
"Stop," Kim told her. "Stop!"
The girl stepped back, sagging, and fell into Wade's arms as he gently set her down on the counter near the medical scanner. All of them stared at the still figure inside.
"Is she….?"
"Heartbeat is weak, but it's still there," Kim smiled at Angela.
"We'll have to scan her again to see if we….."
"Uh, Kim," Wade said as a small, fluttering green aura rose around the older woman.
Kim was staring at the still, pallid woman as the glow strengthened slightly, then burst into an emerald shimmering haze that almost blinded them.
"I think we should run now," he told her as she looked toward him.
To Be Continued…….