I don't own these characters, except for Trin, Shin, Tashawna, and Mr. Bane. Everyone else as you know belongs to Disney.
6: If it isn't one thing…
Shego and Kim could not believe their luck. They had run into another lot of henchmen as they ducked into a large room in the warehouse after Shego figured out that they could use it as a shortcut to get the main baddies that they wanted to get their hands on. The room filled with henchmen the moment that they stepped in there. It turned out that the room was a lounge.
Usually, the couple would have some smart-aleck or sarcastic comment to say something when they ran into the room full of henchmen. They were not in their usual moods, though. They just wanted to get through the waves of useless bodies and get to the meat of the matter. If things go anymore annoying, they might be just as bad as Shin and Trin when they reached the masterminds of such a terrible scheme.
"This place is starting to get on my nerves," Kim growled in anger as she kicked her leg out to break through a pool stick that a henchman was using as a weapon. Her foot went easily through the weapon and continued on to his jaw. His jaw shattered almost as easily as the pool stick had. Little by little, Kim was subconsciously letting go of her usual restraints.
"It's only starting? Well, I always knew you had more patience than me, pumpkin," Shego remarked with a scoff as she flipped over the pool table in the corner of the room. She grabbed a couple of pool balls on her way over. As she landed, she plasma-charged the spheres and flung that at two men coming at her.
The men hollered in pain as the flaming pool balls connected with their shoulders. They were stopped dead in their tracks and had to drop to the floor because of their agony. There was no way that they would be able to use those arms again for a while.
Shego then ducked another pair of men coming at her from opposite sides. They collided with each other and then she took the opportunity to punch them both in places that no man enjoyed. As they fell to the ground, she hopped back up, scanning the room to check on Kim before more men came her way.
Kim was holding her own, of course. She was dodging a lot of broken pool cues, all kicked in half by her. She was getting out of the way fast enough to cause those going after her to hit each other. Under less serious circumstances, she would have found their antics funny and had some smartass comment to go with them, but she did not feel much like talking now.
It was probably better that she was letting them hit each other. Sure, they were going after her viciously and whacking each other with that intent, but it was nothing compared to what she might do. Her rage was growing, which meant that her control was slipping.
The more time ticked away and they did not get any closer to Drakken, Brotherson, and whoever else they were working with, the angrier Kim got. Soon, she was not content to let the henchmen just hit each other, but she added to those injures. She went at them with the intent to knock them out as fast as possible, not caring about the injuries that she inflected. She stopped short of killing them, of course, but she was coming closer to the point where she might be leaving some of them with permanent problems. Bones certainly were being broken by that point, but she could always do worse if she got the urge.
"How many of these guys are there?" Kim practically howled in a fury as she lit into one man's abdomen with lightning fast punches. It felt like he was being stuck in the gut by small cannon fire.
"I think they're just pouring in here from the outside," Shego realized since it did seem like no matter how many men they put down, there were still more coming in. It was only making the couple more upset, especially since the skill-level of the fellows was not improving.
"Got any ideas?" the redhead asked while keeping her attention focused on taking down the flood of bad guys coming at her. Hitting them was only adding to her blazing ire, which just meant that she hit each man harder than the last.
"I got a couple," Shego replied as if it was nothing while making sure to take down her own amount of henchmen.
The pale woman, still around the pool table, took a hold of the large recreation table. She began pushing it to the other side of the room, looking to clear a path and also to force the door shut. A few men did not get out of the way fast enough and were trapped between the front door and the pool table. Shego sucked her teeth while continuing to shove the table between the door and punishing the captured men.
"You guys are in my way," she growled and pushed the table viciously against them, causing them to pass out from the pain. The door was forced shut too thanks to the table and bodies.
Kim kept everyone away from Shego as she went to work. The former thief used her plasma to seal the door closed, melting the hinges together and melting the door handle against the wall. That was one opening that they would not have to worry about anymore, but that begged another question.
"How the hell do we get out of here?" Shego wondered aloud while looking around the room. There were no windows and she hated considering that they were going to go through the vent. Based on the information that Shin and Trin had been able to get, it might be a tight fit for her to climb into a vent.
"Shego, why are you just standing there?" Kim inquired, sounding slightly outraged and curious while continuing to beat down the remaining henchmen in the room.
"I'm trying to figure out our next move since we're a bit off plan here," Shego replied with a slight attitude because of her lover's tone. She then turned her attention to the wrist computer that she was wearing to see if she could find a different route for them to take now.
"Got anything?" Kim huffed, still fighting with the few men standing.
Shego decided to ignore the attitude that she was getting from her girl, knowing that it was not her that Kim was pissed with. "Apparently, we were going to have to go through a wall anyway," she answer, seeing the alternative routes that were mapped out in the computer.
The pale woman charged her hands as much as she could and she ran at the wall to the left of her. She growled as she punched through the thick wall, actually hurting her hand a bit. She hissed and then got to see that she just opened up a passage to another room with more men.
"This just gets better and better," Shego sighed as those men came at her, looking for trouble in her opinion. She would oblige them, especially since she had some anger that she wanted to vent now that Kim seemed to be getting snappier as time went by.
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Trin was still trying to tangle with Doctor Director in the bland, narrow hallway. The mind-controlled woman had already managed to slow Trin down, keeping her from locating her family. That was enough to enrage Trin, but she did not blame Betty. She also did not blame the older woman for all of the insults that she was hurling at Trin.
Despite the unusual understanding that Trin was allotting Betty that did not excuse the fact that the blonde woman was in a spot of trouble. Betty destroyed her wrist computer, which was doing more than holding her map of the hideout and keeping off camera. It was also keeping the traps all around her from going off.
"Damn it," the farsighted female cursed under her breath as she fell back to avoid being burned by a laser.
Trin then had to fall back into a series of flips as the hall was filled with motion sensing lasers. She found out that they were not keyed on to her movement in particular, though. The traps were not controlled from what she could tell because they were firing at Doctor Director just as much as they were aiming at her.
"Oh, this is just great," Trin muttered to her, watching Betty charge at her, ignoring the lasers that were hitting her, filling the hall with the smell of burning cloth and flesh. "This woman's going to lose her other eye at this rate," the graduate student commented in a tired tone.
The blonde managed to make it around a corner, safe from Director for the moment, but she still had lasers to worry about. She had to move rapidly as a laser shot out at her from the ceiling. As she was settling her footing, Betty came around the corner, aiming to hit Trin with her stun weapon on her wrist. Trin moved out of the way of that, but was burned by a laser from the side.
"Screw this," Trin said to herself. She was done playing around because there was no way in Hell she was going to meet her end in a dim, ratty hallway of some rundown warehouse. She flung three thin needles at Betty.
Though Betty was a zombie for the most part, she knew to dodge Trin's attack. The blonde groaned; she figured that Betty might not care about the traps, but since they were fighting, she cared about any assaults from the blonde. Trin was not about to let up and neither was her current enemy.
Lasers continued to rain down on them and Trin continued her backwards flight, making sure to keep Director away from her. She let a few more needles fly and one clipped Betty right in the neck. The one-eyed woman's movements almost instantly began to slow down, which left her to be cut up by the lasers.
"Perfect," Trin mumbled sarcastically. "You're lucky I need to go back that way and I don't want to here Mini-me's scolding." She could almost feel the disappointed look from her little sister if she did not do something to help the leader of Global Justice right now.
The farsighted woman dashed forward, grabbing Doctor Director. Trin had to take a bit of a beating as the drug that she hit Betty with slowly took affect. By the time that Trin made it to a safe area where she had kept the security system shut down, Betty was unconscious and Trin had a bloody nose. She knew that was the least of her worries, though.
"You got us both burned pretty good," Trin said to knocked out Betty Director. Her skin was scratched up with sizzling marks and one of her favorite outfits was in ruins. It was better than the alternative, she supposed.
Trin went into her pocket and pulled out a small yellow jar of what most might have mistaken as lip gloss. It was actually balm and she smeared the almost clear goo on her few burns, which were mostly on her arms. Betty was sporting more wounds than she was because the leader of GJ had not been trying to dodge the lasers. She had to open Betty's GJ uniform to get all of the burns.
"You've got the nerve to be hiding an impressive figure in these hideous clothes," the blonde remarked as she inspected the older woman's wounds.
She made sure that she got each one of Betty's many injuries. She also took a moment to clean the cut that she caused on Betty's cheek. She put a small bandage on that wound; one could never be too safe, after all.
"All right, you rest here and by the time you wake up, everything she should be back to normal and you won't even know what I just did," Trin said to the unconscious woman.
The blonde left Betty in what seemed to be a safe place to her since no traps were going off. She was going to have to brave those lasers again, but she did not even think about that. She just wanted her family back.
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Shin was not totally sure what he wanted to do with himself. Running and crying seemed like a very good idea; in fact, his brain was ordering him to do that right now. It certainly beat the idea of what his enemies seemed to want him to do, namely fight against his mother.
How was he supposed to raise a hand to the woman that babied him through out his life? She was the woman that made him feel like he was the greatest thing since life was created. She cuddled him, even now, over every little thing. She knew when he needed a hug and was never opposed to giving him one. She never made him think for a moment that she never wanted to have him despite the way that he had been born. She almost never seemed disappointed in him, despite the things that he did. She always made him feel loved and knew that there was nothing in the world to fear as long as she was around. How in the hell was he supposed to fight her!
"Mommy, you're not yourself right now. Please, just move out of the way," Shin begged, hands pressed together and everything. He was prepared to drop to his knees to implore her to just get out of his way without a fighting having to occur. There was just no way that he could do fight her and he knew that based on the way his body was trembling, his teeth were chattering, and his eyes were ready to pour out all of the liquid in his body for tears. He was scared to death that he might actually have to touch his mother in a violent manner.
"I can't do that, Shin. I need to teach you a lesson, little man. I need you to stop being so bad," Tashawna replied with a bit of a growl.
"Mommy, don't," he pled, tears welling up already.
The half-Japanese male did not even know what to brace himself for. His mother had a number of different attacks that she started out with; he had seen plenty of them in training. He hoped that she was not packing a gun because shots certainly would be her first assault. He supposed that it was a good sign that she was abducted from home because she did not wear or even keep her guns in the house; it stemmed from a fear that when he was younger that he would one day find one of her guns and shoot himself or a Possible child.
Tashawna charged her son, which led him to believe that she did not have a weapon on her. It was rare for her attack at close range at the start of a battle. He avoided a straight punch by jumping back, but she was not done yet.
"You know, you're a horrible son!" Tashawna screamed in a furious tone, which stopped Shin dead in his tracks.
The half-Japanese young man had never heard such words from his mother and the way that she said it led him to believe that she meant it for the moment. He then reminded himself that she was under the influence of mind-control and emotional manipulation. She did not mean it, he assured himself. That turned his brain back on just in time for him to realize she was throwing something his way. Shin could not move in time and was caught in the shoulder by three small throwing knives.
"Damn it," Shin growled from the pain as the blades lounged themselves into his body. He grimaced as the sharp pain coursed through his body.
"I never should've had you," Tashawna stated firmly as she let some more knives fly. It sounded like her words were set in stone.
Shin managed to dodge those knives and had to jump back again as his mother came in for a close up attack. His instincts did not even order him to fight back. His fight-or-flight command was now stuck on "flight." All he could think about was that he needed to get away. He needed to get away from her hurtful words because even if she did not mean them and she had no control over what she was saying, she was still his mother. His beloved mother.
"You've been nothing but a disappointment to me," Tashawna said as she chased after the fleeing Shin, throwing all sorts of bladed projects at him as he bolted off. "You cost me my parents and family and then you have the nerve to turn out gay! How am I supposed to have a family now?!"
Shin tried humming to himself to block out her voice as he ran away. He did not want to hear any of that. He was starting to distract himself now, though. He ended up getting caught in the leg by one of his mother's throwing knives because he was not paying much attention to her weapons now that he was trying to block her voice.
"Ah!" Shin cried out as the knife stuck into his calf.
"You're nothing but a useless waste of flesh! You've taken my youth and you always want more! 'Gimme, gimme, gimme.' You're such a worthless, selfish brat!" Tashawna yelled as if those words came from the heart.
"Mommy, please, stop!" Shin implored her as tears crawled down his cheeks. The tears had nothing to do with the fact that he starting to resemble a pin cushion. Why did it have to be his mother? Anyone else, he might have been able to take, but not his mother.
Shin just needed to run, he told himself. He needed to escape those words, he needed to escape her. He tried to keep reminding himself that his mother was being controlled and manipulated. His brain and emotions did not seem to be buying it, though. His feelings were being torn and shredded like chopped vegetables. He feared that if things went on long enough, he was just going to collapse, which he knew would be horrible. His mother would end up killing him under the influence of the mind control and when Kim and Shego came through, as he knew they would, his mother would go back to normal and be quite aware of what she did to her only child.
"Okay, now is not the time to be a crybaby, Shin," he ordered himself as he thought about how his mother would feel if she killed him. Well, to hell with that!
Shin refocused his mind and started paying enough attention to where he could dodge the throwing knives. He turned around to face his mother, knowing that it would be best to just keep her where he could see her. He needed to keep an eye on her anyway. After all, what if she got hurt in all the madness that was going on?
"Oh, you're going to turn around and be a man for once in your life? I thought you'd keep crying and running like the little coward you turned out to be. You have no idea how ashamed of you I am," Tashawna practically spat.
"If that were true, you'd have said it to my face a long time ago, Mommy," Shin replied. He considered that maybe he could grapple with her and end up holding her up until someone figured out how to free her of the band's control. It was the best idea he could come up with, especially to make sure she did not hurt him anymore and she did not get hurt.
Shin guessed that his idea was easier in mind than in body and he was right. Trying to grab a hold of his mother was like trying to grab hold of a muddy eel. He also had to watch her with her knives, which he was certain she was carrying plenty of, even though he could not see them. Well, he could see the one that she was holding in her hand anyway. She was trying to stab and slash him several times through out the tangle.
"This woman is freaking dangerous!" Shin shouted in his mind as he was on the defensive once again. If he even tried to touch her, he was pretty sure that she would slit his wrists with the precision that she was wielding her knives. He could see why his father married her.
Shin did not give up his struggle. He did continue to back off for a while before going in again, hoping to grab his mother. When he could not take hold of her Tashawna put him back on the defensive while still screaming all kinds of insults about him, but he was finally able to block those out.
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"The girl is on the move again," Bane reported to his two cohorts. He was still manning the main console, watching the monitors.
"How'd that vile woman make it passed all of those traps!" Drakken shouted in disbelief. He threw his hands up to the ceiling a huff. He wanted to tear his hair out; that girl must have had more lives than a cat!
"They're resourceful like demons. What's the status report on the two unknown elements in the compound?" Brotherson inquired.
"The men keep assuring me that they can handle those two. It's just two women, they said," Bane replied.
"Yes, but they're probably two women that showed up with those two evil creatures. Keep me up to date with what's happening with them. Do we know where they're headed?" the obese man asked.
"Nothing so far. They're moving without a pattern from what the men can tell. They're not headed toward the pawns and they're not going to help those demons. So, we don't know what they're doing just yet."
"Fine, as long as they're not ruining the fun. Can you get a picture on that boy yet? He's probably in tears by now if our intelligence was correct." Brotherson did not doubt the facts that he had helped Bane dig up, but some of the things he did leave to Bane alone and he was finding that was not the best idea he had ever had. He hoped that the two-bit hood had not managed to screw something else up in his brilliant revenge.
"I'm trying, but nothing's coming up. We should send in the next pawn for the girl. She's getting a bit closer to her demise and we should probably open a few wounds before she gets there," Bane pointed out.
"True. And Doctor Drakken, try not to set off any more traps. We don't want to kill them yet," Brotherson told the cerulean scientist.
Drakken rolled his eyes. He was not there to play games with that demon girl. He wanted her gone, so he could get away from his present company and move on with his life.
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Trin rounded a corner, thankful to have run out of the range of plenty of lasers. She was a bit tired now, having dodged so many light weapons. She was pressing forward, moving mostly from memory. She could remember the map that they had and she hoped that would carry her to her family. She also hoped that she did not run into anyone else being controlled because she did not want to see who else they put those horrible wrist bands on, but her wish was not answered.
The blonde made it to the end of the hall and saw one of the worst sights that she could think of. Her eyes went wide and her mouth was dry for a moment. The first thing that she did was laugh because there was nothing else that she could do.
"Not you too, baby," Trin said in a low, sorrowful tone as she stood face to face with Tatsu and the mechanic was wearing one of those thin wristbands.
"Prepare to die, bitch," Tatsu growled. Her mouth turned downward in a dangerous scowl and her eyes completely white, but still seeming to hold all of the anger in the world.
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Next time: Shin still fighting his mom, Trin versus Tatsu, and Kim and Shego come across one last guest.