Blood Rage: Chapter 4
I.
"Are you out of your mind?" Wade's voice screamed from the Kimmunicator. "Whatever happens, Shego and Drakken deserve it. Think of what they've done to you. Think of what they've done to Ron!"
"Wade," Kim began pulling out her mission clothes, "I am thinking about Ron. What happens if he kills them? He could be this thing forever, and if we get him back he would be devastated. I have to stop him before this 'Justice' can act."
"Miss Possible," Sensei began, "Your urge for action deceives you."
"What!" Kim whirled, glaring at the aged teacher, "You mean you won't help?"
"Miss Possible…"
"Don't Miss Possible me, Sensei; I'm going to help Ron withor without you."
"Miss Possible" the kind eyes turned stern, "before you leap, perhaps you should think. As a wild rose may grow and thrive without care, it may wither and die with clumsy care."
"Great, ninja gardening tips." Kim moaned, "Sensei, I…"
"Enough! Restrain your emotions and think, Miss Possible. While it is true that Ronald-sama may be trapped in this form if he acts, it is equally true that only the act may free him."
Wade's voice asked Kim's question, "Sir, I don't understand."
"Young ones, I have no more knowledge of this 'Justice' than you. The two powers, light or dark, are all the ancient texts speak of. In out ignorance, we may do irreparable harm."
Kim finally broke the silence, "Then what do I do?" she wailed.
II.
"Shego, are you serious? This is the buffoon we're talking about, I mean really, Shego, why would he bother you?"
The green eyed villainess cut her eyes his way, but silently continued servicing the hover craft.
"I mean he's still the dopey sidekick, what's he going to do, drop his pants? "
Shego straightened, slamming the cargo hatch of the hover jet. "Drakken, I don't know what he'll do. I don't want to know. Just let me ask you one question."
"All right."
"Do you remember the mega weather machine? Zorpox?"
The blue skin darkened, "What I remember is you throwing me away for that loser. He didn't even last a day. I think we need not waste time on him."
Shego drummed her nails on the hatch, "Doc, you weren't there this morning. No, don't interrupt me. Let me tell you what I'm going to do. I am getting as far from this lair as I can. Then I'm going to hunt a beach somewhere that nobody knows about. Then I'm going to take those pills you gave me when I went undercover that take the green out of my skin. And then I'm going to be the most law abiding citizen you have ever heard of until this is over. You can come with me, or you can stay here. If you come, you have ten minutes to grab your stuff and get back here. If you stay, I'll get in touch if you survive. Now, I'm through, you decide."
The fact that Shego had not made one wise crack shook Drakken more than her warning. If she was right, but no, it was just the boy who couldn't keep his pants on. "I'm staying Shego, when you get your spine back, I may decide to let you come back to work, at a reduced salary of course."
Ebony locks shook as Shego bowed her head. "Doc," she gasped between guffaws, "If you're still around when I get back, we'll talk about it."
Still chuckling at the frowning blue villain, Shego began to hoist herself into the open cockpit, "Doc I…"
Shego's backside made hard contact with the hangar floor. "What the hell was that?" She asked, sitting up with her hands on the floor behind her.
Drakken ignored her and the screaming alarms as he rushed to the monitor board. He rotated the camera views until he found the entrance to his lair. Shego looked over his shoulder at a view of the massive steel lair doors. One half nowlay on the entrance floor, one edge cut as sharply as a razor's slice...
"He…He's here."
III.
"Miss Possible, circumstances will determine what you will or can do. In this instance, that may be nothing. Do you think you could take Ronald-sama in his present state?"
"I don't know, I just…" Kim turned to the Kimmunicator, "Wade, have you got me a ride coming."
"Ahead of you, Kim, your ride should be there in about ten minutes. Drakkins lair is the one in the Rocky Mountains, about an hour and a half away. Without my help, there's no way Ron can get there before you."
"You rock, Wade, later." Kim turned to the elderly ninja, "Sensei, I have to…"
"I understand, Miss Possible, you have to prepare. We will meet again when justice meets mercy." His image faded out.
Jerking off her blouse, reaching for the jointure of her jeans, Kim mused, "Ron may be right, why can't he just say what he means instead of all the mystery.
When she heard the descending chopper, Kim grabbed her back pack to rush down the stairs and out the front door. She was in the sleek helicopter, hitting the retract button, yelling 'Go, Go" at the pilot before the stairs were half extended. The chopper lifted and headed out before she realized she was the only person on board. That is, other than an obviously updated Wade-bot.
Wade's face appeared on the robot'sscreen. "Hey, Kim, I thought you could use some back up."
Kim smiled at her young friend. "Always welcome, Wade, but where's the pilot?"
Wade grinned, "It's a loaner from that French aeronautics company I've consulted for. Isn't it great?"
Kim looked nervously around the luxurious interior. "Well, yeah, Wade, but what did we agree about drone transport, after the Senor Senior mission?"
"I worked with what I had, OK? Gotta let the batteries of the Wade-bot charge, bye." His image blipped out.
"When this is over, Mr. Load," Kim promised herself, "you and I are going to have a little face time."
IV.
Drakken stared appalled at the image of his impregnable door lying on the floor. "Shego, what could slice through three foot of reinforced titanium steellike that? Shego?" He turned to see his associate in evil climbing into the hover craft. "Shego!"
Without looking at him, Shego shouted, "Doc, you've got until this machine warms up, about thirty seconds to make up your mind. Then you're on your own."
"But, Shego, what…"
The engines of the hover craft suddenly emitted a high pitched whine, over revving, and then spooled down, the craft settling gently on the hanger floor.
"Drakken, I'm going to…"
"It wasn't me, Shego, I swear." Drakken held his hands up protectively.
"Well, if it wasn't you and a remote control, what was it?" She looked around the hanger, finally jumping out of the craft. Watching her circle his hover craft, Drakken began to run towards her when he heard her hoarse whisper. "Oh, merciful Mary."
In the side of his machine was the leather wrapped hilt of a Japanese katana.
