A/N: And I'm back to present chapter 3 of Dimension Detention. I seem to be getting more views than reviews still, but hey I'll take what I can get. Thanks to all who have read and reviewed, and thanks to all who have just read. No thanks to those who haven't done either -.- XD Anyway, I have to say that I never expected the story to go in the direction it is, but I'm content to let my muse control it for now. Avatar makes an appearance very soon :). I'm sorry if I was vague on the description of anything, or if anything I said was confusing or misleading.
To Jendy: This is a femmeslash piece, meaning there will be romance and possible sex between consenting members of the same gender. I am sorry if this offends you, and I hope you will continue to read and review this piece in spite of that. Also in answer to what exactly Kim whispered into Shego's ear... well Shego is a professional thief... Bonnie did steal and read one of Kim's diary's over the school intercom... Kim.. well she can hold a grudge, and basically she asked Shego to return the favor to Bonnie grins evily
To Guest: I wish you had given a name so I could thank you properly, and I'm sorry I didn't describe the Kimmunicator as I probably should have. But I hope in spite of that you enjoy yourself along the way, and I thank you for your continued support :)
To Dinkleburg: Ahh Dink ya finally made it XD. Thank you for the compliment, and I am sorry I did not do much with the piloting, but I would rather be vague and have criticism for that than butcher something I respect as much as people who can pilot an aircraft and embarrass myself by attempting to write something I know nothing about XD. It's good to see your name in my reviews though :)
Disclaimer: Chances are, if you recognize it, I'm too broke to own it. All rights to anything recognizable in here go to the geniuses who created them, and I have nothing but the utmost respect for all of you. But I do have a bone to pick with Disney regarding the topic of femmeslash and alternative lifestyles... j/k Disney please don't sue, I'm too broke to give you anything.
Chapter 3: Dreams, Visions... and Toph?!
Darkness. It surrounded Kim, wrapping her in a blanket of fear and restlessness as she got to her feet. Her eyes opened but the darkness did not cease. She tried moving, finding she could walk as she put one foot in front of the other. Slowly, carefully for she could not see, she made her way forward. She could hear a river rushing nearby and she tried moving in that direction. As she made her way along, the world gradually began to show itself to her. There was indeed a river, some strange looking deer that looked like a cross between a rabbit and a mule deer drank from the river in abundance, not disturbed as she made her way through this unfamiliar territory. She had no clue where she was, only the pressing feeling in the back of her mind warning her that someone she cared for was in danger. Her pace quickened, running now through this vast land, but never seeming to get far. She found herself trapped, running forever towards the end of the river but never getting closer. She heard a voice in the distance, screaming out a name that Kim had never heard before, screaming for someone named Katara to save them. She didn't know why, but upon hearing this, her pace quickened even more as she broke into a full blown sprint, running towards the woman screaming what she now vaguely knew was her name. The river grew into a violent roar as she ran, moving in time with her frantic sprinting, raging as waves as high as herself rose and crashed. The sense of needing, the feeling coursing through her veins that screamed she had to protect this woman even at the cost of her own life grew. She could see figures in the distance, shadowy at best dragging a bound and beaten woman along behind them. She ran faster, now sending the waves of the river at the figures, not bothering to stop and notice that she herself was controlling the raging force of nature beside her. As the waves crashed on them, the continued on undisturbed, as the water seemed to go straight through them. Still the woman screamed for her, and she absolutely refused to quit. She sent wave after wave, but to no avail as the figures got farther and farther away. Before they disappeared around the corner completely, she could see clearly the face of the woman, and what she saw broke her. The face of a once strong and proud woman beaten beyond recognition. Gone were the milky white eyes she loved staring into, gone was the lopsided grin that both sparked love and adoration in her, as well as being an infuriating nuisance. In their places were eyes so swollen they couldn't be opened even with clamps. The lip split, teeth missing and blood pouring from every available opening. She barely recognized the tortured woman in front of her, the sunken cheeks as if she had been starved for days, the cuts opening on her face from being dragged without mercy along the ground she loved so much. The woman in front of her was not the same warrior she had fallen in love with, but despite the horrible state, this woman still appeared as the most heart wrenching sign of beauty she had ever seen. The bile rising in her throat made itself known, and she dropped to her knees. The contents of her stomach came up and reintroduced themselves to the world, her breathing coming in short ragged bursts as she vomited violently. The world around her began to fade, and darkness once again overtook her. She could hear someone calling in the distance, the voice faint but growing. "Kim... Kim wake u... wak...up..." Before she completely left the realm of darkness one word flashed violently in her mind, a name that made her heart race and the images of the bruised and beaten woman appear unhindered in her mind. One word that made her absolutely desire death, but gave her meaning at the same time.
TOPH!
Kim's eyes shot open as she bolted into a sitting position. She did not take in the fact that she was awake, she simply screamed out the first thing she could think. "I HAVE TO FIND AND SAVE TOPH!"
Kim looked around wildly, as if ready to stand bolt from her position. As she took in her surroundings she realized that she was not anywhere near the river as she had been before she came to. Instead she saw Shego sitting above her, a concerned and worried look in her eye. Joss and Bonnie stood not too far away, silently conversing, though what about she had no idea. She looked back to Shego, her eyes questioning. Her throat was sore and it felt like a sledgehammer had just been taken to her skull. She did not know what happened, but for some reason everyone around her looked deathly worried, no one had moved a muscle since her rather abrupt awakening. She held out a hand to Shego, silently requesting aid in standing, as she did not trust herself to be able to rise to her feet. Shego took it gently, helping the young heroine rise, that worried look never leaving her eyes.
Kim ran her tongue along her lips, wetting them before attempting to speak. "Shego... what, what happened?" Shego looked down and away, silently composing herself as she prepared to answer Kim's question. She took in a breath, and let it out shakily, almost appearing frightened. When she rose her eyes to meet Kim's, Kim saw emotions there she had never seen before, worry, concern, fear, anxiety... and one that Kim couldn't quite put her finger on. She knew the emotion, she knew it well, but a name for it just would not come to mind.
"Kim, the plane went down. I don't know what happened exactly, but as we were flying the nose of the plane just exploded. The entire front was ripped away and you were slammed pretty hard into the back wall. I... I wrapped my arm around you.. hoping that maybe, maybe I could save you by taking the impact for myself. Kim... you could have died." Shego whispered, low so only Kim could hear as uncharacteristic tears appeared unhindered in her eyes, flowing freely down her cheeks. "I don't know how we survived, any of us... but we made it. There's bad news though. Nobody knows where we are. None of the land around is familiar, and we appear to be no where near Middleton. And Kim... your left arm... it's completely shattered. You won't be able to use it at all." As these words left Shego's lips Kim looked down at the indicated arm. It was indeed shattered, hanging uselessly at her side. The pain was unbearable as she tried to move it, and she gave up quickly on the notion as a particularly blinding wave of pain forced her to one knee. But the words Shego had spoken before registered in her mind. 'I... I wrapped m arm around you... hoping that maybe, maybe I could save you by taking the impact for myself'.
Kim's eyes went to Shego as she realized it, but Shego had turned from her, furiously wiping away the tears in her eyes, unwilling to be weak, even then. She slowly rose to her feet, fighting against the pain as she loosely embraced Shego in a one armed hug. The woman she had thought hated her, the one she thought wanted her dead, had tried to save her. By risking her own life, willing to take the impact that would have left her dead for herself, sparing Kim's body in exchange for her own. She knew nothing of Shego's motives,but the gesture sparked undeniable hope in her, increasing as Shego whipped around and wept into her shoulder, no longer caring about how she appeared. She cried freely as Kim rubbed soothing circles on her back, silently reassuring the older woman that she was alive, safe and in her arms. Shego's body shook with the force of the tears coming free, Kim's body shaking right along with hers as tears appeared in her own eyes and rolled free. Bonnie and Joss had long since walked away, content to let the two women be alone in their moment. They did not understand what was happening, but both knew that this was not something the should intrude on.
Shego was whispering words that were indiscernible, but they were meaningless. Nothing she could have possibly said would have mattered, nor done justice to the fact that her Pumpkin, her Cupcake was alive, not only alive but holding her, comforting her in their shared moment of weakness. The stayed this way for gods only know how long, just holding each other and weeping into each others shoulders. Shego was the first to pull back, but she dared not let the other woman go, in fear that she would disappear from her life, fear that the woman she held was only a mirage, an illusion created out of delirium and her desire to see Kim alive and well. She took in the sight of the woman she had reluctantly fallen hard for, the fact that she had nearly lost her less than hours ago really driving the fact home for the moss hued villainess. She slowly untangled herself from Kim, putting a few steps between them, before asking the question that was plaguing her mind since Kim's rather abrupt awakening.
"Princess... that name you said, well screamed when you woke up... what... what was it?" Shego's eyes held genuine fear in them, as if she was anxious to hear the answer, but extremely scared to as well.
Kim took in a breath, wiping her eyes before answering. "It was... Toph... Toph Bei Fong"
Shego's heart sunk as she looked at her Princess, her thoughts racing. "Yeah, Princess... I was scared you'd say that."
A/N: This chapter was physically sickening for me to write, I legitimately emptied the contents of my stomach as I pictured in my mind the images of Toph, bound, beaten, and tortured. The scene between Kim and Shego I tried to put what I felt when it came into my head into word, but I still don't feel as if it did it justice. There's no words to describe the possibility of someone you love dying in front of you, and being helpless to stop it. My grandmother on my mom's side died in my arms and I remember the hopelessness, the sinking darkness and overwhelming pain it inspired in me. I fear I will never find the words to do those feelings justice, and I defy anyone who can to try. This is probably the most emotional piece I have ever written, and I truly hope it is appreciated. It took a lot of effort on my part to even be able to write it. I don't know when the next update will come, if it will be hours, days, weeks. After this chapter I just feel drained, and I feel I need to get myself in order before attempting to write chapter 4. Anyways, please, review. It would mean the world to me, and I'd truly like to thank the ones who have read and reviewed this piece for your support, it means more than you will ever know. I hope the scenes depicted inspired emotion in you as they did in me. Until next time, The TableThrower signing off.