Stalker II
By mkusenagi2
The
story concept © 3-20-2006
Kim
Possible and other Disney characters
are
© Disney Co.
Archie
Goodwin's Stalker character
concept
isn't mine either.
"I need to know how soon. Money's no object." Bonnie said to the two men that stood before her.
They looked around in amazement at the equipment arrayed before them…
"36 hours. Seriously." Motor Ed said to her as he began to tinker.
"That should cover it. But we'll only be able to make two shells on such short notice… I presume you've got a backup plan." James Possible said to her.
"Yeah. Break 'Em." A dark look was in her eyes. "That's all you need to know. Delivery vehicle?"
"Covered." James said. 'Those poor kids… Middleton High won't ever be the same…'
"So how'd you spring me, Seriously?" Ed asked.
"Simple. I told 'em you'd deliver. And you will." Iraq stared at Ed. "Or you're mine." … "Seriously."
"Righteous! I won't fail ya, Bonnie Dude. Seriously." Ed said. 'I heard some things… better deliver or else.' He thought with a shudder.
"Good." She growled as she picked nonexistent lint off her GJ jumpsuit. "Get to it."
Bonnie left GJ's Lab Omega, nodded to the contingent guarding it, and took a tube.
---
She sat in Betty's office.
Sitting before her new 'boss'…
The office.
It was a featureless olive drab cube except for a few things:
Her desk. Government Issue.
A weapons rack (One whole wall) that held everything that she'd need from a .45 automag to a Barrett.
And a plaque.
'Who Dares Wins'
"Sign." Betty said as she pushed a slip of paper before Bonnie.
Bonnie read the slip.
'By
the power vested in me by the UN Security Council,
Bonita Rockwaller
is hereby given command of M Division,
and is answerable to Elizabeth
Director, Head of Global Justice.'
She signed.
"Pretty open ended." Bonnie said as a chill ran down her spine.
Betty smiled. "Scared? You should be. The M stands for Myrmidon. Don't screw up."
"Like the spooks did? The bastards helped create this 'sitch'. GOD! What's wrong with me… with what's happened… I'm so goddamned empty…" 'FUCK!' "I won't."
"Nothing's wrong with you. It's the job… and the training. Don't second guess yourself, Stalker. Got a lineup?" Betty asked as she lit the paper and dropped it into her trashcan.
"Yeah. Not telling. Gonna break him… For what he did." She growled. "How are they?"
"Better. Steve's going to be fine. Ned's…pulling through. Shego…"
"Is on this mission, Period."
"Ok." Betty said. 'God help us…'
"Keep Du out of the way." Bonnie said.
Betty smirked. "I thought you'd like to handle that detail yourself." Betty hit the intercom. "Send him in please."
Will Du walked into the room and glared at Bonnie. "Please sit Agent."
He sat.
Betty watched as two of her agents sized each other up before her desk…
Will Du. GJ's 'finest' Agent. 5' 9" of arrogance seated inside an Asian chassis.
"Say it." Bonnie said as she relaxed in her seat. 'I see what K means.' "What's on your mind."
"Ok I will. You're an amateur like Possible." He said. "You have no business participating in Global Justice affairs."
"Ok. You're done." Bonnie said.
"Now Wait A…'THUNK!' !" Du spazzed. A blade sat right in front of his 'nads.
"Have you seen combat? Real combat. Where you look someone in the eye when you gut 'em. 'War is Hell' isn't a cliché, it's a fact." She hissed as she leaned forward and 'thunk!' pulled it out.
Du was ashen.
"I've killed more men and women than you'll ever think of in the line of duty… and sometimes enjoyed it… Your work environment on the 'field," she shoved a finger in his chest and leaned in. "is Hell. Job Security involves drillin' the person that's trying to kill you and your buddy! The only way you're coming…" she got a gleam in her eye. "You." She sat. Grinning.
"Can I?" she asked as she turned to Betty.
"Yes." Betty replied.
"No." A light dimly lit in Du's head. "Ma'am. Please… no."
"As of this moment Agent Du you're under Stalker's command. No questions." Betty said with a grin.
Du paled. Things clicked. He'd heard stories about her 'activities' in the field.
"C'mon sunshine. Times a wastin'!" Bonnie cried as she snatched Du out of Betty's office. "Get your combat gear ready. You're gonna visit Hell."
---
Bonnie stood before the GJ infirmary's ICU…
Watching Ned fight for his life.
And Shego urging him not to quit.
"Hi B." Kim said as she and Ron walked up.
"K." 'Here goes…' "Kim…I N…" 'Fuckin' ICU's…all the same…'
"yes. Whatever it is…yes. To Hell if we have to. How's Mr. Barkin?" Kim asked. 'Wow…taking it like it's the most normal thing in the world… her and Mr. Barkin…'
"I just saw him…Steve's gonna be ok." Tears ran. "Mom and John are ok. Ned…"
A hand squeezed her shoulder.
She looked up to see Ron's face. "Go. We can wait. They can't." 'God…I don't ask for a lot…Help him…please!'
She went inside.
---
"How is he?" Bonnie asked.
"he's weak…comes and goes…his lung's stable…" Shego wanly smiled. "the docs realized I wouldn't leave and told the nurses to work around me…Betty's told 'em to treat him like they would the President…He…stood up for me…" Shego shook. "They said that if I hadn't used… on his wound…" she turned a dry-eyed visage towards Bonnie.
"She gave me my own unit. We're using the funds we seized to run it." Bonnie said as she pulled up a chair and sat next to her partner.
"And?"
"Answerable only to her. It's a go. I need a favor. Two really. The first is that you keep it together. The second is that you call someone…I'll deal with the rough spots. 'k?" she said as she hugged Shego round the shoulders.
"Ok. No Mercy. Mendoza has it coming." Shego said. 'Oh Ned…GODDAMNIT!'
"That's what I'm counting on." Bonnie sat up. "Mendoza's ours. Knowing Betty, she's got her best looking for him."
"Good. And when we find him…"
"We end this. Object Lesson. To… The… World." Bonnie said.
---
Kim sat with Ron outside the ICU.
"KP…You ready for this?" he asked. 'The smell…'
She turned to him and glared. "Yeah. It's personal… He's goin' down. Mendoza's gotta pay for what he did… He's just got to… Ron…"
"Yeah. I'm blown away too. Wade turning like that… and taking his birth name… Javier Mendoza…" The Serious Face rose out of Ron. "He's sooo lucky Ned got him before I did…"
"No Hon. Before we did. Faking his death…why? What could make Wade turn?" she asked.
Bonnie stepped out as Kim asked her question.
"Fuck all about clearance… You're in my unit now…kinda. I'll tell you." She said to a startled Kim and Ron.
Betty walked up.
They looked at her.
"We've found him." She turned to Bonnie. "It's all yours Stalker."
TBC
