"I have new plans for you, Jaime," Finch said after he had escorted Shego back to the door. "It's not very wise to let there be another person willing to take over the world. While you're at Drakken's lair, play the sidekick with Kim Possible. After I've finished my business, you may let her go—that part follows as planned. But you'll go with her and take out Drakken's lair, hopefully with him and Shego inside, as you leave."
"You want me to kill them?" Shi asked.
"That or leave them stumbling around the wreckage hopelessly," Finch told him. "Why is it always with the killing, Jaime? You don't look like a bloodthirsty monster."
Shi laughed. "I was trained as an assassin, Mr. Gray. It's what I do."
The next day he drove once more to class, knowing that someone in Finch's hire would take the bike home, and set up the volleyball nets. He was halfway through helping a kid spike it properly when the ceiling caved in on them.
"Hug the walls!" he yelled as red suited goons dropped in about them. Trust Shego to make a flashy entrance. The students scrambled to do as he said, although Possible moved to the front as he took cover for the walls as well. He growled with frustration and grabbed her arm as he ran, shoving her towards the wall and spinning.
"Jaime, Jaime, Jaime," Shego purred as she dropped to the ground, sauntering over to him. "Did you really think you could outsmart us?"
Already the goons were surrounding him, pointing spears with red glowing ends at him. He had a feeling that they would hurt when they touched him. "Actually, I kinda did," he said as the goons lunged towards him.
Waiting until they were inches away from him, the tips of the spears brushing against his skin, he moved, dodging the spear and smashing his fist into the goon's face, careful not to go full force. Before that one hit the ground, he back-roundhoused a second goon and kneed yet another in the gut.
Reminding himself that he was supposed to lose this fight, he took a smack to the gut, and another to the head, the force flinging him backwards into the wall, his head cracking against it with a sickening thud. Slightly dazed, he slid to the floor, landing on his stomach.
He was pushing himself off the ground when a pair of green boots landed in front of him. "Ah, how cute. Grovel," Shego spat, playing the villainess to the hilt, and kicked him in the face.
He was just seeing Possible lurch into the rescue when everything spun and the world went black