AN- I am SO sorry it took this long to put up this chapter. Three things hit me at once. 1- I discovered online gaming forums, 2- Honors Physics is pure brutality, 3- A bout of crippling laziness. I will TRY to stay more current.

Chapter 8- You Thought the Daughter Was Tough

The three women glanced at each other the minute the H.P.A. official had drawn the gun, so by the time she was firing they were already moving.

Springing to their respective sides, Shego and Kim each went for the closest agent. Alex simply manifested a shield of roiling black energy and threw it at the woman. The bullet disintegrated as it passed through the dark energy, the H.P.A. agent screaming as it continued on its course, dissolving first the gun, then the agent's hand. Alex smirked in a rare show of satisfaction and rushed past her cousin to engage another agent.

Shego continued to take down her first opponent, but Kim paused in horror mid-punch to look in horror at Alex's handiwork, who was now on her knees gripping a stump. The woman simply staring at it in terror as blood began pouring out, her body numbing the pain as she began to fall into shock.

Luckily for Kim, her opponent was also stunned, a good thing too since her pause had left a potentially fatal gap in her defenses. With a blink the redhead realized what she was doing and with a mumbled apology to the man, who was still staring in shock at his teammate's fate, finished her punch, which knocked him cold.

By this point Shego had knocked a second agent cold while Alex had sprung forward to attack another. The agent grunted in fear as the black energy surrounded her hands and he had to backpedal quickly to avoid the fatal power. Kim was about to engage the last when a shot rang out, causing concrete dust to fly up from where it hit near her feet.

"Sniper!" Kim cried, diving for cover behind one of the jets wheels. The woman who was still gripping the stump of her wrist laughed, "You'll never escape, we have you surrounded!"

She finally let go and released her hand to touch a mike at her ear, "Agent Fields, radio Beta squad to come in, you may fire at will."

The voice that came through the mike was not Agent Fields. "Which one of you is Will? I bet it's this one," a shot rang out from a nearby building and a final agent who had been aiming his pistol at Kim, cried out as the bullet the gun to fly from his hand.

The woman was still staring in shock as the voice came again, "About Beta team, well they have been dispos-, excuse me, they are indisposed at the moment," the man on the other end laughed, "and Fields was kind enough to lend me his radio."

The shock was too much for the female agent and she slumped backwards off her knees to a prone position. The last standing agent cursed, and began to run as he cradled his hand. Shego snarled and put him down with a well aimed plasma ball.

From one of the hanger rooftops a dark figure jumped. Holding a snipers' rifle, his hands positioned ready to bring it back to bear easily, he strode forward giving the green woman a little nod, "Shego, its good to see you."

Shego smiled and nodded, "Likewise Ken. Who are these bozo's? I thought one of you were going to meet me here."

Ken's smile faded a little bit, "Yeah, Crystie was going to meet you."

Shego raised and elegant eyebrow "Was… what happened to her."

Ken gestured around him "That sniper, Fields I think she called him, he shot her…a clean headshot"

Shego shook her head angrily "Damn it, I liked Crystie. Well how did you come to be here Ken?"

Now Ken smiled grimly "Isabel sent us too watch her back, this group of human swine have been giving us trouble for a while now, but we didn't expect a sniper"

Kim, as this conversation had been going on, had walked over to the unconscious H.P.A. official with the missing hand. She winced seeing Alex's "handi"work, and began to wrap a tourniquet around her arm to stop the bleeding.

Shego saw what Kim was doing and she stormed over, her temper practically radiating of her in waves "What the hell do you think you are doing Princess!?"

Kim looked up in bemusement "Helping this woman" she grunted silently as she tied the last knot on the tourniquet "help me carry her, she's lost a lot of blood"

"Kim" her voice had gone ice cold "they've already killed one of ours today, not to mention the ones they already have killed"

Kim began to lift the woman, who was much lighter than she had suspected "I know, but we can't just leave her here to die."

"Kimmie, put that scum down now!" Shego snapped viciously.

"No, I can't just leave her here t-." but she was cut off by a green fist to the jaw. She hadn't even seen Shego move.

"Kim Possible, I am your Alpha and you will obey me" Shego said, her voice filled with a fury Kim had never heard before. Kim picked herself off the ground, her inner panther screamed in hostility at the green bitch who had struck it.

The redhead got nose-to-nose with Shego, though she had to rise on her tippy-toes to do it "I. Don't. Care." She said pausing briefly after each word.

Shego blinked at the younger woman's defiance. Quietly she said "You don't want to get in a fight for superiority with me, not yet."

"Shego" Kim growled, barely restraining her inner beast, which was growling for Shego's throat "I have striven my entire life to help those in need, I help everyone in serious danger…including my enemies!'

"Kim, let me spell this out to you" Shego spat, losing control again "Hospitals ask questions, and these bastards deserve to die, they were going to kill you!'

Kim's lip curled derisively "I don't care, but it's very brave to kill defenseless people"

Shego's eyes widened in rage She sprang forward and gripped Kim's shoulders "Defenseless? DEFENSELESS!! No these people went down fighting, they didn't think about bravery when they killed Crystie…from 100 yards away"

Kim brought her knee up and into Shego's stomach, who coughed and fell back. She sprang up and both fell into defensive poses before a voice cried "Enough"

Ken walked forward with his hands out to placate the two of them "Ladies, this is not the time or the place, any matters of superiority can be taken care of in front of Isabel"

Alex stepped up with him "he is correct, they may have a backup team coming as we speak, and we have to move."

The two continued to glare daggers at each other "fine" Kim said, and Shego just nodded.

The group hurried away, and as they made it to a road, two unmarked black sedans pulled up. A tall man in khaki shorts got out and waved "Hey Shego, Ken, over here."

Shego nodded curtly and said "Hello Carl" and entered the second sedan. Alex went to the first and got in the passenger seat.

Kim looked between the two thoughts- she did not want to be near Shego or be alone in a car full of strange meta-humans. Ken gently took her shoulder and steered her to the second car.

Ken got in first so he was sitting between Kim and Shego. The two were blatantly ignoring each other.

Ken sighed, it was going to be a long trip

Kim stared pointedly out the window fuming. She could not believe Shego had actually hit her. She had thought they were connecting: And here I thought we were beginning to make a connection, she mused, Maybe even... argh! It doesn't matter anyway.

Shego herself was at once angry and regretful. This was her fault, while the Alpha inside her screamed for her to put Kimmie into her place, she realized she had not been a good teacher. She had been teaching how to deal with her new power and she had neglected to properly inform her cub of what was expected.

She remembered what Edward had said with a sigh "Shego, I respect you and Kim now, but you must beat that naiveté out of her. In your world, it will get her killed for real."

She realized he had been right, but Shego had not had the heart to corrupt the little redheaded teen. Now it was costing them both. She glanced over at Kim who was still staring out the window and she grimaced in apparent internal pain. Ken looked at her and raised a single eyebrow and made a little "do it" gesture.

"Kimmie… I..., I'm sorry," Shego finally managed to say past the roaring beast inside her who was still telling her to take the panther out and beat her senseless.

"Well" Kim stopped and looked at the green woman "Thank you for apologizing...."

"Not for hitting you" Shego quickly amended.

Kim's face which had just begun to smooth away from anger began to cloud again so Shego quickly put up a hand.

"Kim I am apologizing not for the hit but for not telling you beforehand about the law of the pard" Shego noted her slightly confused glace "Though there are many technical laws only one really matters, obey your Alpha. Not obeying is a challenge to my authority and that makes me look weak."

"But" Kim began, but Shego once again cut her off.

"Princess, in Lycan society, power is everything…and weakness destroys that image. If you are weak in a pard you are shunted to the lower levels, subservient to everybody else. "Weakness will get you killed"

Kim was silent for a minute before she looked up with a frown "That's horrible"

Ken answered to Shego's surprise "It may be, but it is the game of chance we play. It is the game of power and supremacy. You must win or you will die"

Shego looked at Kim's slumped shoulders regretfully; the redhead seemed defeated at the revelation. "That doesn't mean that you need to become a cold-blooded killer, like Edward" she looked out the car window "My mother is widely known as the most successful leopard-lionne, and she only kills when she has too. That's the key; all you need to understand is that you will eventually need to kill, if you can come to grips with that fact, you'll be fine"

Kim nodded "thank you for explaining…I…I'll need to think about this"

Ken grinned and rubbed his cheek into the redhead's shoulder "Don't worry Kim, your pard will be there for you"

Kim smiled at the young dark-haired man "thanks"

Eventually Kim curled up in the seat pressed into Ken and they both fell asleep, their inner animal comforted by the touching and proximity. Shego half-smiled and looked out the window again, feeling a tiny bit jealous.

Middleton, H.P.A. headquarters

Monique rolled her eyes in annoyance. She had no idea what the hell she had been thinking joining up with an organization she knew nothing about.

She had been still pumped full of adrenaline from the attack, who can blame her? It wasn't every day that your average run-of-the-mill Joe got assaulted by a were-animal in their own home.

So she had agreed on impulse…and on instinct. Her family had a long line of people who cared about the general populace. Her father was a policeman. Her grandfather had been a CIA agent during the Cold War. On her mother's side her great grandfather had fought with distinction in the Rangers at Point-du-Hoc among other places.

So perhaps it was genetic, or perhaps her Id had decided it was time for her to help the world. Regardless of her reasons, she had made a commitment and she was going to stick to it.

At the moment she was sitting in the Middleton H.P.A.'s underground base. Specifically, alone in a meeting room. Being the only one present puzzled her. She was the only one present, which puzzled her. Before, when she had been in a room like this, she was there with other trainees, either learning about the enemies or tactics on how to deal with them.

She was in the understanding that she was actually getting an assignment of some sort, which was odd. She had only been part of the organization for a couple weeks and she might be ready for assignment, though something didn't see quite right.

Before she could dwell on that fact, Director Tanner walked in and sat down at the long conference table.

"Ms King, tonight we are sending you out on a training mission" he sat back and smiled "We arrange missions for all new employees, but you will be a special case"

"Special, Sir?" Monique asked.

"Yes since most of our experienced agents are on assignment we have brought in someone to teach you on this mission."

"Who?" Monique asked with a raised eyebrow.

"A man named Edward; I don't know his surname, so don't even ask. He is a mercenary who specializes in the hunting of supernatural beings."

Monique's brow was furrowed and she looked Tim in the eyes "Sir, why am I getting this special privilege?"

"Ms King, you are one of the most promising employees I have seen in several years" the older agent smiled benignly "You seem to have a knack for this sort of thing."

Monique raised an eyebrow in interest, though she did not fully agree with her boss.

"So what is my mission?" Monique asked.

"Well Ms King, you are to assist the mercenary Edward in eliminating a small coven of vampires in the outskirts of Middleton, your primary objective is to learn and survive."

Monique just nodded, she didn't really have any questions, it was self-explanatory.

Tanner looked at his watch and a small smile tugged at his lips. "Monique, could you please get that pencil on the table behind you?" he asked pleasantly.

Monique quirked an eyebrow, suppressing the urge to roll her eyes. She turned and her heart nearly stopped. She gulped violently, but she covered it with a short cough. Standing before was a man, about five foot nine" with short blond hair.

His eyes were covered by dark sunglasses and he smiled disarmingly and held out a hand for her to shake. While his demeanor seemed friendly, inside he coldly analyzed the young black girl in front of him. She seemed well muscled, fit, and unless he was mistaken, intelligent.

That being said he still didn't know what in Hell's name he was doing babysitting this young woman, even if they went on a mission. It seemed to be a waste of money for the HPA, and it was a LOT of money.

"Hello, my name is Edward" he said flashing his smile even wider.

"I'm Monique" and she shook his hand firmly. Hey, she thought, if he's not offering last names, why should I? Let the boss tell him!

Edward nodded. At least she had a firm handshake he mused. Suddenly Tanner stood up "Ok, I will leave you two alone. I expect the mission over by the morning" and with that he walked out of the room.

Monique was rather shocked, that's it? Not only was she going on her first mission, but she was going in with a minimal briefing.

Edward circled around the table and clicked on a hidden button, it brought up a map on the projector. It was a two story house "This is the target. Inside is at most three vampires, and up to six human flunkies."

Monique nodded, flunkies were not the same as servants. These were just a couple of creeps helping the vamps out. She had been taught that in basic training.

Edward looked at her coolly "This is all the information available."

Monique did a double-take "Wha...? Really? No layout, no visual identifiers?"

Edward smiled grimly "Nope, this is all they told me. I assume they want to see how you do without good intel. I think you're too green, but if they wanna pay, it's none of my business." After a few seconds he said "Come with me"

"But my gear-" Monique began but Edward interrupted her.

"You won't need it, now come on" and with a swish of his trench coat he walked out of the room.

Monique blinked several times, then got up and followed him out. He was her commanding officer for this mission, and if she wanted to live she had better listen to him.

She hurried out to catch up with the man, who always stayed several steps ahead of the young woman because of his headstart. As she finally reached the elevator he held it open with a small smile playing about his lips. He didn't say anything but he thought, Hmm, she can keep up with me to a degree. Thats an improvement.

He moved back and leaned against the wall, as Monique entered the elevator. He watched Monique intently over his sunglasses. Monique tried her best to ignore the stare, but it was pretty tough. She could feel the assassin's eyes, and it sent shivers down her spine. No matter how the man acted, she knew that if he wanted, she would be dead. He could kill her without a second thought, easily.

Before either could ponder the other long, the elevator let out a small ding, signaling that they were at their floor. Monique moved fast to distance herself and the assassin, subconsciously wanting to give the man some room. Edward, slightly amused by the girl, remained impassive.

The two walked through the office, then to the parking lot. Edward led the way to an unremarkable white car. He moved to the trunk and popped it open with a deft flourish. He motioned for her to come and look.

Monique eased over and looked into the trunk. She blinked and looked again "You weren't lying when you said I didn't need my gear." She was looking at a Trunk absolutely filled with weapons. She turned to Edward "Is this legal?"

Edward grinned "Some of it. Take your pick"

Go City

The car pulled up in front of The Ebony Moon, a very exclusive club. Kim, who awoke with a start and awkwardly removed herself from Ken's shoulder, looked outside and did a double-take "Err Shego, why are we at a club?"

Shego looked over and raised an eyebrow "Its where the pard is" at Kim's incredulous expression she smirked "What? Do you think we all meet in back alleys and abandoned warehouses?"

Kim shook her head no and got out of the car, Ken followed her. Kim felt her hackles raise slightly as she approached the club doors behind Shego, her new lycan senses were tingling at the concentration of so much power in the air. Whenever she was around Shego or even Alex, she could smell the actual build-up of energy. From the feelings she was getting there must be a lot of… supernatural beings. She caught up with Shego who was standing at the opaque double doors.

The redhead suddenly felt an extremely warm and comforting arm envelop her shoulders. She immediately relaxed and looked up at Shego who whispered "Relax Princess, you're under my direct protection and nobody in there will mess with me"

Even though she was still vaguely upset at the older woman, Kim accepted the comforting happily. It just seemed whenever she was pressed up against the older woman, everything would be okay.

Shego pushed the door open, and two bouncers marched forward. They were big guys in leather and chains, both at least a foot taller than Shego. So it was more surprising for Kim when they recognized Shego nodded their deferentially, stepping back with their gazes lowered.

Kim looked at Shego, who shrugged "In Lycanthrope society whoever is the biggest badass is the boss, and believe me Pumpkin...I'm a badass."

The teen blinked then said "But then your mother is-"

Shego nodded "Yep...a bigger badass than me" she cleared her throat quickly "Just because I never decided to dispel that myth."

Kim rolled her eyes but said nothing. One of the bouncers pushed the secondary doors open, and Kim almost gasped at the sight. The room was huge and dark, with a strobe light flashing around the room. The music was rhythmic. One could feel the notes in their chest.

Shego ignored the revelry, pushing her way into a back room, ignoring the "Reservations Only"," sign Kim found herself in another room, this one quieter...filled with booths and a bar instead of a dance floor.

Shego marched right up to the largest of the booths and sat down. Ken glanced at Kim and whispered "Relax, Isabel doesn't bite... well, not often"

Feeling less than comforted, Kim walked up and sat next to Shego. Across the table a woman sat inthe shadows, who leaned forward, letting the light caress her skin.

Shego must have been cloned from her mother Kim thought idly. From her Jade eyes to her vaguely exotic chiseled features. The only differences were that Isabel's hair was a dark ebony without green highlights and her skin, though pale, was a normal human shade, caucasion to be precise. Of course another difference made itself clear as she extended her hand to Kim and smiled.

Her canines were longer then most humans... in fact they were sharp.

"Ah, Kim Possible, I have heard a lot about you"

AN- Buh buh buh, next time more good stuff. More with Ron, Monique and Edward attack the vampires and Isabel has a good talk with our heroines.

Id- The part of your subconscious mind that demands immediate gratification, according to Freud.

Rangers- I believe you all are familiar with the US army Rangers. I apologize for a slight historic inaccuracy; I do not believe that there were any African Americans in the Rangers…Creative License.