"When did this happen, Wade?" Kim yelled to the communicator as she dragged Ron through the halls of Middleton high.
"About twelve minutes ago! Drakkens islands alarms started blaring and all of Drakkens henchmen just started running around the island like crazy!" Wade was flaping his hands around, trying to portray the chaos.
"Maybe the GJ are running an operation..."
"I already checked. All their operations are being conducted elswhere. They're sending one of their infiltrator jets to pick you up."
"T.I.?" Kim tried another one.
"They're on vacation."
"Maybe they're conducting fire drills?" Ron shrugged, already following Kim on his own.
"I don't think they would be in so much of a panic in case of a fire drill, Ron."
"I would!" Ron shouted out as their voices were consumed by the sound of a landing GJ hypersonic aircraft.
The hatch opened up and both, Ron and Kim, sprinted onto the jet.
"How quick can you get us to Drakkens lair?" Kim asked while putting on a helmet.
The pilot smiled, "How quick can ya blink?"
"Move! Move! Move!" Shego shouted through the megaphone, " Those bombs won't defuse themselves!"
Dexter watched the whole commotion from afar, while carefuly examining the islands layout.
"Those few charges got them running like bad they don't have the slightest idea of what's coming." mused the commando as he observed the chaos in front of him,"On the other hand, maybe that's a good thing."
His eyes caught a high-speed aircraft rocketing through the sky. It slowed down, apparently, to drop some paratroopers.
Dex brought up a monocular to his right eye. Only when the lens focused did he realise that he's holding his breath.
"Possible." sighed the soldier,"What are the odds..."
Suddenly he realised the danger.
If Kim gets to Drakken before he does, she will, no doubt, learn about the 'Can'.
"Damn. I've got to hustle." said the soldier to himself as he kicked off towards the lair,"Hope they'll be too busy to notice me."
"Hey, Frank! I found one!" shouted one of Drakkens henchmen.
"Where?" his collegue stuck his head out of the bushes.
"Down here! Look!"
The two carefully walked up to the device. It was beeping silently.
"You know anything about disarming bombs, H?" Frank asked.
"Relax. I've cut through more wires than a hobby-store rat." assured the guy.
"How come?"
"Used to fix TV's" H explained.
"TV's?" Frank turned almost pale,"It's a bomb, Hillary!"
"TV's, bombs, hair-dryers. Same thing." calmed 'the expert'," You just have to break the circuit and you're home-free."
He positioned his pliers on an exposed wire.
"I don't think that's the right one." someone said.
Frank and Hillary slowly looked up from the bomb. There was a strange guy standing in front of them. He was dressed in black combat gear and wearing a black facemask, his eyes covered by imossible to see through glass goggles. Didn't seem to cause any problem to the stranger, though.
"Who are you?" Frank asked, wrinkling his eyebrows.
"New guy.", the strange type replied casually, "Came to see Doctor Drakken for a job interview."
The henchmen exchanged glances, then shrugged.
"You know anything about explosives, Rookie?" Hillary inquired.
"Oh, yeah! Used to work for the postal service."
"Can ya help us out?" Frank shrugged.
"Sure," said the rookie, kneeling down," Cut the yellow wire, then the red wire, then the blue one. Simple."
Hillary did as he was told. The beeping stopped.
"Thanks, kid. We owe ya one." Frank said, breathing his lungs out in relief.
"Can you tell me the quickest way to Drakkens HQ?"
"Sure. There's a staff elevator at the foot of the mountain. You'll need a password to use it." Frank explained.
"And the password is?"
"3557"
"I trully thank you." nodded the new guy and turned towards the mountain, "Question."
"Yeah?" Hillary and Frank shrugged.
"Does Drakken have some sort of personel selection program or something?" asked the 'Rookie'.
The henchmen looked at each other, puzzled.
"Not that we know of." Frank shook his head.
Dexter turned around, throwing a shock charge at the two, knocking them out.
"He realy ought to."
"I'll have to include this in the after-action report," Dex gritted through his teeth,angrily looking at the elevators speaker that constantly played the notorious 'elevator tune'.
The small box was slowly moving up, but the cheesy music made it seem even slower. Dexter sighed.
"I can't take any more of this."
He pulled out his silenced pistol and fired a round into the speaker. The only sound left was the operation of the lifting mechanism.
The commando holstered his weapon, picked up the ejected casing from the floor and started twirling it around for it to cool.
"Come on already," he grunted. The elevator was really taking it's time. His too.
BING!
The door opened.
"Finally," Dexter sighed in relief,"Hope I'm not too late."
In front of him were Shego and Kim Possible, frozen in their fighting stance. Drakken and Ron, locked in a struggle for the 'Can'. Everyones eyes were on the elevator. So much for stealth.
"Just in time," frowned the soldier, "Just in time."