Disclaimer. I do not own any characters from the Kim Possible franchise, they remain the sole property of Disney. The OC's Agent Baker and Drake Synthodrone #902 are my own creations, if you want to use them for a story then PM me and I'll get back to ya.

-Chapter III-

Possible Danger

Unknown Location

Awakening from a dreamless sleep, Shego slowly sat up on her bed, her body not hurting as much as it did before, except for a dull ache in her abdomen. Unzipping the orange jumpsuit she was wearing and revealing a loose fitting green tank top underneath, she lifted the top up slightly to check her stomach area. A dark bruise in the perfect shape of a small foot was imprinted there, the healing process was slower than usual since her contact with the tower.

Man, princess can certainly kick like a mule, Shego thought, searching the closet in her room. Inside were some clothes that Drakken must have picked out for her, a grey t-shirt, tight fitting jeans and white sneakers with pink decor on them. Changing into her new outfit, she examined herself in a outfit she wouldn't normally wear.

Not exactly the most stylish thing ever but at least its better than wearing orange.

Leaving her quarters, Shego began looking for Drakken, wondering if her employer was up. Without a watch on and with no alarm clock in her room, she had no clue to what the time was and she didn't want to waste the day. Walking down the hallway, she heard a familiar humming sound echoing towards her, following the sound until she arrived at what she figured was the main command centre of the lair.

There were two chambers in the room, one of them connected to a life support system while the other was connected to a large computer, diagnostic readings appearing on a small screen. Drakken was at his desk, reading something on a computer screen while humming along to a tune from an 'Oh Boyz' song, which Shego found to be quite amusing as she snuck up behind him.

"Wow, you actually like the Oh Boyz?" Shego asked teasingly, watching him jump with fright.

"ARGH, SHEGO! Nggh, don't do that!" Drakken snapped, clutching his chest. "Must you always sneak up on me?"

"Only when its funny," Shego said, a huge smirk on her face. "But seriously, the Oh Boyz? Man, they are so lame!"

"Well I find some of their tunes to be very catchy!" Drakken said defensively. "Anyway, what's it to you about my taste in music? It's not that big a deal!"

"Ooh, looks like I hit a nerve there. Anyway onto something I been meaning to ask you. What was the deal with that Synthodrone of yours?"

Drakken's eyes widened when he realised he kept Shego out of the loop of all the details of his Diablo plan, tugging nervously at his lab coat collar as he psyched himself up to explain everything to her.

"Ah, yes, er...the Synthodrone," Drakken chuckled nervously. "You see...I...er...erm. Okay, look I'll be honest with you but I have to show you something to explain what I originally had planned and how it...er...went wrong."

Putting a friendly hand on her shoulder, he led her over towards the chamber connected to the life support system, smiling nervously when a gasp escaped from Shego. The young thief couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the still form of Kim Possible inside the chamber, her chest rising and falling slowly as she slept.

How the hell did Drakken capture her so suddenly without me? Shego thought, thinking back to the battle on top the the headquarter's, when Kim kicked her into the tower and felt the electrical feedback slamming into her. It slowly dawned on her that it wasn't the real Kim.

"Dr D, you got some 'splaining to do," Shego said, watching him tug at his lab coat collar.

"Right, now let me explain what I planned originally," Drakken said, clearing his throat. "You see, I was so sure the Diablo plot was going to succeed that I created a Synthodrone version of myself to look like he was ruling the world, while I would be running things from behind the scenes and coming up with strategies to keep the world in check. The first strategy was the 'Renegade' plan."

"Renegade? What's Renegade?"

"I'm getting to that. Now I realised that under my rule, there would be a risk of a resistance to try overthrow me. So I came up with a ingenius plan when you brought Eric to Bueno Nacho Headquarter's. I knew that Kim would best you in a fight but when she would see the man she cared about and would rush over to him, he would zap her into submission and allow me to create a Synthodrone copy of her."

"A WHAT!" Shego yelled, surprised at what he said.

"Shego, please let me explain!" Drakken snapped, regaining his composure. "When Possible was unconcious, she was taken to the basement where I had four Syntho-Henchmen waiting for her, with the Syntho-Kim connected to the brain tap machine. Me and my Syntho-Drakken had the Synthodrones switch that space suit thingy Kim Possible was wearing and put it on the Syntho-Kim, where I connected the brain tap machine to Kim Possible and copied her mind into the Syntho-Kim. Once that was done, I placed the real Kim Possible in stasis while the Syntho-Kim would have the Renegade program activated when trying to stop me."

"Okay, I'm with ya so far. So what was Renegade exactly?"

"It was a program to make her betray the buffoon and join forces with the Syntho-Drakken, which would shatter the morale of the public when they would see the great Kim Possible as a villain!"

"I see, so that would mean forces like GJ or other law enforcements would never dare attack you," Shego said, finding his plan to be impressive except for one minor detail. "So why didn't Renegade work?"

"Ah...yes, that, er...that is a very good question," Drakken laughed weakly. "You see, I er...forgot to install it while I was gloating over my victory."

"Meaning that the Syntho-Kim you created for evil was really..."

"...a exact heroic copy of the real Kim Possible," Drakken finished, notcing that Shego was trembling slightly, taking a deep breath and looking surprisingly calm. "Er...Shego, are...er...are you okay?"

"Oh yeah, I'm fine, in fact I'm super really," Shego said sarcastically, suddenly lunging forwards and grabbing him by his collar, lifting him into the air with surprising strength. "OF COURSE I'M NOT OKAY! I GOT KICKED INTO A TRANSMITTER TOWER!"

"You what?" A terrified Drakken asked, confused by what Shego meant.

"Oh yeah, you weren't there!" Shego snarled, glaring at him. "When they escaped, I fought that Synthodrone version of Kim while 'Dumb Boy' and his 'Naked Rodent Wonder' took on Eric! Eric got destroyed by the rodent while he held some sort of EMP dart thingy, dropping it and zapping the transmitter tower, which foiled the plan! Then Princess Slime Bag kicked me towards it and I had at least 5000 volts flowing into me!"

"Ah...I see," Drakken gulped. "So you got hurt then."

"HURT? OF COURSE I...was...urrgh," Shego said, her voice trailing off as she dropped Drakken to the ground and doubled over, gasping for breath.

"Shego!"

Gently helping her up, Shego had a hand pressed over where she was kicked, sucking in air through her teeth. Her sudden exertion took its toll on her injury, feeling a sharp shooting pain in her side. She needed at least a couple of days before she was fit enough for missions, but for now she had to rest.

"Thanks," Shego groaned, lifting the bottom of her top and exposing her midsection, Drakken grimmacing at the nasty bruise she had. "Yeah, that's what your project did to me."

"I suppose saying 'sorry' is not going to cut it."

There was a moment of silence between them. Looking at her employer, she could see he was clearly sorry, besides he may have been the type to place others in danger but not her. Shego's relationship with him was more than a professional one, he was one of her closest friends.

"Look, Dr D, you're forgiven," Shego sighed. "Right, now that you screwed the Diablo plan up, I trust you got a dumb one planned?"

"Well, now that you...hey, what do you mean 'dumb?' I got a far more brillianter scheme planned!"

"Okay first of all, 'Brillianter' isn't a word and secondly, face it, your plans are normally pretty much dumb."

"Alright then Shego," Drakken said, helping her over to a computer at his desk. "Take a look at this plan I came up with. See if you can find anything to foil it! I dare you, no, I double dare you!"

"Oh you're on," Shego said playfully, watching as he brought up a planned layout for a new world domination plan, beginning to carefully look for any mistakes at all. "Okay let's see...okay, you thought of that...what about...no, you covered that too...how about...nope, that's airtight...um, nope..."

She spent a few minutes looking over at the plan, trying to find some mistake to screw it up. Although she hated to admit it, he did come up with a pretty darn good plan and she could see why he needed Kim in stasis, Possible was a core part of the plan. It looked like she was about to concede defeat until she found a big mistake.

"Ah-ha, found one," Shego said, pointing at the part where Drakken required the Hephaestus project. "Right there."

"What about it?" Drakken asked. "You can easily break into any lair or base."

"Yeah but not Global Justice's Middleton HQ! That has to be a two person job and you need to find someone as good as me! No way can I do something like that by myself!"

"I see...well, looks like we're in luck and I just remembered," Drakken said, adding the last part in a sing-song sort of voice. "I-got-a-present-for-you!"

"Uh, can you not be weird please?"

"Here, let me help you," Drakken said, feeling Shego wrap an arm around his shoulder's for support as he brought her over to the other chamber in the room.

Shego saw it looked exactly like the one Kim was in, only on the side it had the words 'Drake-Synthodrone#902' printed in bold lettering. Inside was a young male that was around Kim's age, with dark hair like Shego's but fairly short and messy, without the green tint. He had a sort of bad boy look to him and his jawline bore a similar appearance just like her own, fairly sharp and intimidating. She guessed he was another 'one made to order Syntho-Hottie' that Drakken built, probably to replace Eric if Kim didn't go for him.

"Okay, so what is this thing exactly?" Shego asked, glancing at the Synthodrone.

"A prototype Syntho-Henchman that could feel emotions," Drakken explained proudly. "Eric's emotions were computer simulated but this one uses the Moodulator that was attached to you, connected to his positronic brain. Of course, he's actually designed for more dangerous tasks than normal Syntho-Henchmen."

"Oh really, and why's that?"

"Because I built him for you," Drakken said, in a matter of fact tone.

Drakken smiled at the surprised expression on her face, the young thief completely taken aback by what he said to her.

"Okay, come again?" Shego asked, still looking at the machine.

"I said, I built him for you," Drakken said, sounding very sincere. "I know I'm not good in a fight or anything but this Synthodrone was designed to take a bit of pressure off you, to act as your sidekick. He's just a little something to say 'Thank You' for sticking by me for so long. I...er...well...I even modelled some of his facial features such as his jawline after yours."

"So you...built me...a sidekick?" Shego said, a little touched by his gift. "Aw, that...that's really sweet of you, Dr D."

"Well, it was about time I rewarded you for all you done for me over the years," Drakken chuckled. "However...er...there's something you should know about it first."

"Which is?"

"Er...remember that Moodulator incident?" Drakken asked.

"Trying to forget it," Shego in a snarky voice, remembering what she 'did' during that time and shuddered at the memories.

"Well, you know how I eventually got it off you."

"Oh, you mean the time you shot me with an energy cannon!" Shego answered, in the same tone of voice. "Yeah, felt like my brain was going to explode that day!"

"Well, you see the Neural Shock Blast I used on you...er...affected the Moodulator with Neural Feedback..."

Despite not being a mad scientist, Shego was fairly bright and realised instantly what he meant, staring at the Synthodrone in shock.

"Wait a sec, that means it imprinted a copy of my personality...into that!" Shego gasped, looking at the Synthodrone.

"I had no idea it had a copy of your personality at first," Drakken explained. "I was surprised when I found it. Now of course I respect your contract and I know you stated 'No Clones', well since he is a technical clone of you, you can have the option of 'wiping' the personality from the Moodulator. I can then create a new custom personality from scratch."

Shego fell silent, thinking about that option. She did feel uncomfortable about the idea of having another Shego around the lair, but this one was a younger version and a male one too. Besides if she did wipe the personality, it would go against what she believed in. Destroying something that couldn't fight back didn't feel right to her, besides it would probably have that edge she had in the field, her natural instinct which she relied on. Looking at Drakken, Shego shook her head silently.

"No...no, keep the personality," Shego said, a smirk forming on her lips. "Beside's, having someone else like me around here could really bug you."

"Oh great," Drakken said, in realisation. "Another lippy partner in crime!"

"Alright, so can you activate Drake now?"

"No, not yet," Drakken said. "You see the personality was split into two sides. One good and one evil, I need to merge them both together into one mind otherwise Drake would be highly unstable. But since Drake has neural patterns of a human, I need something like a neuro-surgeon or something to fix him!"

"Oh, I got someone just in mind," Shego said slyly, as a name came to mind. "Come on Dr D, you know who I'm talking about."

"Er...no, I don't."

"Remember Halloween?" Shego said, trying to clue him in on the answer. "The time when we met Dr...Dr P..."

"What does James have to do with brain patterns?" Drakken asked, watching Shego slap a hand to her head.

"Oy, you can't be this dumb," Shego muttered under her breath, before speaking much louder. "I meant Kimmie's mom! The brain surgeon! What's her name...uh...Dr Anne Possible!"

Drakken smiled in realisation, the irony of having Kim's very own mother correct a defect in a henchman that would help Shego in her missions to come was just too good. Chuckling evily, he knew it was a very good choice.

"Okay, well you'll have to move..."

"Dr D, I'm in no condition for missions at the moment," Shego reminded him. "Remember, big ol' bruise on my side? I need some time to recover first!"

"Ah...yes, I forgot. You go get some rest, I'll have to hire someone for help. Maybe I'll check Hench-Co's website and find someone in the ads or something. Now do you need help going back to your quarter's?

"Nah, I'm good," Shego said, slowly leaving the command centre and going back to her quarters.

Heading over to his computer, Drakken brought up Hench-Co's website, checking the news bulletin they put up. The report was about Shego's escape, along with a few other inmates that broke out after taking advantage of the bomb, but what he noticed was that one of them was close family.

Well, I wonder if Cousin Ed needs a job, Drakken thought, chuckling softly to himself.

-RS & KP-

Middleton Hospital

The sunlight filtered through the partially closed blinds of Ron's cubicle, casting bars of light on the sleeping teen. The divider curtains gave him some privacy on the ward as other patients recovered, the sound of medical equipment and staff talking filling the air. Stirring slightly from his sleep, Ron noticed that he was not alone in the room, blinking his eyes to clear his vision as he saw two familiar figures by his bed.

"Mom. Dad," Ron said, sitting up in bed. "Wha...what happened?"

"You passed out after fighting those...Synthozoids," Dean said, trying to remember their name. "James carried you out and took you straight here. You were pretty banged up."

"It's Synthodrone, dad," Ron corrected, feeling a light weight on his lap, smiling as he glanced down. "Rufus! How's my naked little buddy?"

"Uh, okay."

"So, when can I leave?" Ron asked his parents, while petting Rufus. "I gotta get back to Bueno Nacho HQ."

"No need Stoppable," A familiar voice said. "We already investigated the basement."

Pulling aside a curtain, Dr Elizabeth Director quietly walked in, making sure she didn't disturb the other patients. In her hand was a back pack, the Team Possible logo on the side.

"Director, did you search the tunnel me and Mr Dr P found?" Ron asked, his spirits rising as she nodded.

"A team explored the tunnel and found it opened up just south of Lowerton," Director said. "We're currently conducting a search of the surrounding area. We're also checking out the computers you found in the basement, however the task is difficult due to the damage sustained. However we need your help in 'recovering' a few escapees."

"Escapees? Something tells me I am so not gonna like hearing this."

"Last night, a bomb went off at Middleton Supermax Pen. The explosion caused significant damage and several prisoners escaped, although we believe that was a distraction. On the other side of the facility, Shego escaped from her cell and we assume Drakken was the one who rescued her."

"Drakken!" Ron yelled, hearing a few patients in the ward 'hushing' him. "You mean to tell me that he managed to get by you guys, again!"

"I admit we been caught off guard," Director said, looking slightly embarrassed. "Drakken seems to be wising up and doing the unexpected to try throw us off. Mr Load said you'll be needing these."

Tossing the back pack on the bed, Ron opened it up and found a fresh new mission uniform inside, with a grapple gun and Kimmunicator. Telling everyone to leave to give him some privacy, Ron changed into his mission clothes and left the cubicle. The whole sitch seemed confusing to Ron. Drakken avoided jail with a Synthodrone of himself and replaced Kim with a decoy too. Then he busts Shego out of jail and inadvertantly caused the jail break of several other villains. Just what had he got planned in the long run?

Making his way down to the hospital lobby with Director in tow, he needed further updates on the sitch, taking out the Kimmunicator and calling Wade. The screen flickered and the young technical specialist appeared, smiling at Ron.

"Hey Ron," Wade said. "Sorry I wasn't much help last night."

"It's okay buddy, besides it was a late night," Ron said. "So what's the sitch then Wade?"

"Well has Director told you about the jail break last night?"

"Yeah, so who exactly are we going up against?" Ron asked.

"Among the list of escapees are Frugal Lucre, Chester Yapsy, Dr Fen, Falsetto Jones, Duff Killigan, Motor Ed and Jackie Oakes."

"Are you kidding me?" Ron gulped, remembering how all the times they foiled those villains, Kim was at his side. "KP was the one who took them all down! Well...except for Chester, she had 'giant bug' issues that day."

"I'm already working on tracking them down and GJ will be offering help for the mission," Wade said, typing on his computer. "Oh and they said they're gonna assign an agent for you."

The name Will Du popped into Ron's mind, wondering if he was going to be working with that arrogant agent again.

"Uh, is it Agent Du?" Ron asked.

"Not this time, Stoppable," Director said, going slightly red with embarrassment when she remembered finding the unconcious agent in the forest. Her finest agent was still out of action after making a rookie mistake, despite years of education and training.

"Okay, so who is it?"

"We're still prepping the agent on her mission," Director said flatly. "She'll meet you tomorrow for active duty at our Middleton HQ, but for now you're on your own. Your investigation will start in Lowerton, where we believe Drakken is hiding."

"I'll continue searching for any leads to Kim's wereabouts," Wade said, as he continued his operations on 'The System'. "I'll call back when I find something. Later Ron."

The screen went blank and Ron put the Kimmunicator back in his pants pocket, walking with Director and shortly arriving outside the hospital entrance. A GJ van was parked not too far from the hospital, ready to take Ron to Lowerton and begin his hunt for Drakken, unaware that another equally sinister threat was rising.

-RS & KP-

WEE Headquarter's, Location Unknown

Several WEE agents worked at their stations while their leader, Gemini, sat in his chair while looking at the footage obtained on the Diablo attack. In all his years of villainy, he had never seen such a bold attempt at world conquest and was impressed by Drakken's plan of using machines called 'Diablo's'. The machines had weaponry that could easily outmatch Global Justice and other law enforcement agencies, an invincible army that can dominate the planet in a matter of weeks, if used properly. Unfortunately the technology and information that holds the secret for creating the Diablo's was seized by Global Justice and kept under heavy guard in their Middleton headquarters.

There has to be another way to obtain what I need! Gemini thought, tightening his robotic fist.

One of his agents, Agent Omicron, entered the main comm center, looking extremely nervous after arriving back from his mission. Gemini's chair spun around and he watched as the agent made his way towards him, looking extremely nervous.

"Er...sir, I wasn't able to obtain one of those lil' Diablo's as requested," Agent Omicron said, gulping nervously. "It's just that it was so difficult because of Global Justice agents everywhere."

A loud yapping sound filled the air, coming from the small chihuahua lying on a small bed connected to Gemini's chair, resulting in Gemini making a huge fuss over his most beloved pet.

"Aw Pepe, did Omicron upset my wittle poopsy-woopsy bubbly boo?" Gemini said, making kissing noises towards his pet. "Hush now Pepe, I shall remind Omicron to not to say those words."

"Global Justice?" Omicron guessed, causing another bout of barking to erupt from Pepe.

"Hey, will ya stop already?" An agent at his command post whispered to Omicron. "Don't say those words!"

"Don't say what?"

"Global Justice!"

More yapping filled the air, further infuriating the small animal and causing Gemini to lose his temper.

"STOP SAYING GLOBAL JUSTICE!" Gemini yelled, realising his mistake and covering his pet's ears, stroking Pepe to calm him down. "Now look what you made me do with your stupidity, Omicron!"

Pressing a button on the control pad of his chair, a small seat popped up out of nowhere, right next to Agent Omicron. Unfortunately the agent was relatively new and didn't have a clue to what the chair was for, while everyone froze and watched Gemini issue an 'all too familiar' punishment.

"Agent Omicron, have a seat," Gemini said calmly, gesturing to the chair.

Omicron glanced around, noticing all the agents were shaking their heads, even mouthing 'Don't sit on it!' to him. Even more unfortunately for Omicron, he wasn't very good at lip reading and misinterpreted it as 'Sit on it!', to which he did. It was when he saw all the agents slap a hand to their head in unison that he figured it was a bad call to sit down, trembling as Gemini smiled darkly at him.

"Omicron, I'm dropping you out of WEE!"

"Are you kidding me? All for saying..."

"SHUT UP!" All the agents yelled in unison, preventing another outburst from Pepe.

"Wait!" Omicron yelled, realising he was in serious trouble. "You also told me to find out about the inventor of the Hephaestus project! I have a name!"

Gemini smiled, a smile that Omicron knew it meant he had been given a rare second chance.

Okay, better not screw this up!

"So...you learned the identity of the inventor?"

"Yessir, from Big Daddy Brotherson. Had to play some silly game to get the information..."

"JUST TELL HIM ALREADY!" Every agent yelled again in perfect unison, clearly showing practise over the years.

"Possible! Dr James Timothy Possible!"

"Possible?" Gemini asked, familiar with the name he knew all too well. "A relative to...the...Kim...Possible?"

"Y-Yeah, h-he's her father."

"You done well Omicron," Gemini said, watching the new agent relax in his chair. "So do you have him?"

"Er...What?"

"If you remembered your orders correctly, I stated that you were to find and capture the inventor of the Hephaestus Project!"

"Uh...I thought I was to find a name," Omicron said. "Besides, it was pretty difficult since the streets were crawling with Glo..."

Omicron never finished that sentence as Gemini pushed a button on the chair's control pad, sending Omicron down a down hole that swallowed up the chair, sighing now that he needed a new agent to fill 'Omicron's' place.

"ALL AGENTS, I WANT THIS DR JAMES TIMOTHY POSSIBLE CAPTURED RIGHT AWAY!" Gemini bellowed, turning his seat to face the view screens while all the agents in the room left in a mad dash. Smiling to himself, Gemini resumed watching the footage of the Diablo's, while not at all worried that his agents would fail him. With Kim Possible out of the picture, there was nothing that could stop him.

SC90's Chapter Follow Up

Another chapter up, hope you're all enjoying the story so far. Now a huge thanks to everyone who has read, reviewed and favorited the story as well as put it on alert. Jimmy1201, Sentinel103, CajunBear73, Taechunsa, AK1028, DCMysteryGirl, mineno15, RangerMarcusCole, Renting, RonAndKim and Welshboy1994, glad to see you all enjoying this so far.

I begun writing a plot draft for a upcoming story, Inescapable, which may I say a big thanks to Sentinel103 and CajunBear73 for helping me out with it. It's going to be my first attempt at writing a fairly dark fanfic and I hope others will enjoy what I got planned.

Now the return of a old OC (well my very first) will be coming soon in a few chapters time, a Synthodrone villain who will be playing a minor role in the story and along with Shego, will be providing comic relief in some parts.

Until next time then, I hope this chapter has you waiting for more. Feel free to leave a review and thanks again for reading.

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