"ETA to target three minutes," The pilot called back to the occupants of the troop bay. "Prepare to jump!"

Team Possible had been at the head of their share of GJ teams on operations and had done many an aerial insertion. As the "senior officer" as it were, it fell to Shego to prep them. The reformed thief jumped to her feet and motioned for the troops to stand up and begin equipment check. Helmet-mounted AN/AVS-6 goggles descended, bathing her surroundings in a bright green light. Parachute was firmly secured. Safety straps were secure. Tools and equipment were in their holsters and strapped to her torso. Everything was set and the focus shifted to the red signal light next to Shego's head. When they were over the drop zone, the light would change to green and 126 highly trained commandos would descend towards the Earth under silk canopies. Grinding of metal on metal began ringing through the troop bay, creating a massive whoosh of air as the seal within the bay was broken. Suddenly the red light went out and the green light under it ignited.

"HERE WE GO!" Shego bellowed over the rushing air. The pale green brunette took off down the two rows of troopers, eyes on the open hatch. With a giant leap, the ground beneath Shego's feet. No matter how often she and her Kimmie did it, skydiving was a breathtaking experience. For the twenty seconds of the descent, the reformed villain was weightless; the only sound in her ears the roaring of the wind. There was a loud ZIP and the pitch black parachute billowed outward, the straps digging into the older woman's shoulders. The entire facility was on display during the trip down. Watchtowers were manned and search lights were roaming the open ground between the trees and the complex. A slight grunt escaped the seasoned warrior's lips as she hit the ground but was quick to recover, activating the mechanized crank that retracted the parachute back into the pack. No idea who thought of it but the techs at GJ were having themselves a good day when that had been thought of. Troopers began dropping around her. A perimeter was quickly set up and per protocol, the company sharpshooters fell in towards the commander. Targets were assigned and Accuracy International AW sniper rifles began popping off rounds. If both landings occurred according to plan, Du and his company should be following suit on the opposite side of the facility. Through the optical function of the helmet mounted goggles, Shego watched as sentries began falling like sacks of potatoes

"We've got a two minute window before the motion sensors in the woods pick us up," Ron appeared beside the older woman. "We need to get inside."

"All units, eyes are down," Shego broadcast through her headset. "Repeat, eyes are down. Move to insertion points. Operation is a go!"

The search lights were mechanized and contained motion sensors but with the guards down, WEE was effectively blind. The various squads in the company made the sprint across the open terrain and pressed themselves up against the walls of the building. Team Possible brought up the rear and pressed up against the wall with the rest of the company.

"Wade, we're ready to make our insertion," Wade's face appeared on Shego's Shegophone. "Are you ready with the cameras and sensors?"

"My computer virus is primed and ready," He'd only been given a few hours' notice but the tech whiz was particularly proud of this little masterpiece. "For the duration of your stay, you guys are the veritable 'Invisible Man'."

Troopers took up positions around the front gate, ready and eager for an insertion. The greatest disadvantage in a situation like this lay with the initial insertion. Shego's company would effectively be forced to bottle neck in the doorway. But all indications were that they still had surprise on their side, making the risk relatively small. The hacking program built into all of Team Possible's communicators did it's business to the key pad and Shego had to remind herself to praise ol' Wade. Seconds were counted down and guns were leveled and ready.

There was a whoosh of air as the steel door slid up. A hail of green plasma bolts burst from the gate, followed quickly by 250 highly trained commandos.

KPKPKPKPKPKPKP

"Take up defensive positions," Ron barked, jumping over an incapacitated WEE guard. Progress was slow but steady and the company quickly found themselves outside their intended target. There was only one way in or out of the room and WEE was rapidly becoming wise to what was happening within their walls. That meant that Ron and 240 troopers had to keep a secure route of escape while Shego and her ten techs began looting or destroying any information they could get their hands on. "You two with the generators keep to the back. We can't risk them being damaged." Ron turned to the company communications sergeant. "Have we got our surveillance cameras up and running?

"Cameras will be up and running in two minutes sir." The sergeant's eyes never left his wrist computer but the confidence in his voice was obvious.

"Right," Ron added. "Calibrate sensors to pick up high levels of electrical radiation. We will NOT let the wicked witch of the west catch us off guard."

"Will do, sir."

"Shego, defensive perimeter is up," Now the real work began. "We'll give you as much time as we can. Get started on those hard drives."

"We're working on the encryptions now," Shego's voice crackled over. "We should be inside in about five minutes."

"Have you heard from Du?"

"They've started laying charges. Still no sign of Electronique though."

KPKPKPKPKPKPKP

True to her word, Shego's team had cracked the encryptions and now had complete access to the building's mainframe. GJ could handle the secret projects but Shego began running queries on the Attitudinator, the Moodulators, and anything involving her and Kim. One way or another, this would end tonight. The Moodulator project up on the list; still listed as experimental despite its rapid use over the last few weeks. Good news in that regard since it meant that literally everything associated with it was within these memory banks. Once they blew the data banks, and providing they could apprehend Electronique, all traces of the devices would be eliminated.

Her beautiful and utterly brilliant wife was a wonder. Her hunch was dead on. WEE had indeed purchased an Attitudinator from Hench Co and were successfully able to modified it. While still unable to completely replicate Electronique's original creation, Gemini's scientists had at least succeeded in modifying the original machine to reverse what Electronique's had done, despite having Electronique here to assist them. Betty Director would be relieved. No risk of potential sleeper agents.

That left anything involving herself and Kim. Deep in her gut, the older woman just couldn't swallow the fact that she and her wife were only a piece of the puzzle. "A skillful liar will tell his enemy the truth and then convince him it's a lie."

"Excuse me ma'am," One of the techs stepped up and pulled Shego out of her mulling. "We've gotten everything we can out of these. Time to begin setting the charges."

Even if there WAS something to find, at the rate she was going Shego wouldn't find it. The console went dark and Shego began laying her charges on the data banks. Laying the last one, she wiped a bead of sweat from her brow. The temperature had been rising slowly for the last two minutes. Wait…"rising"? To keep the data banks running at peak efficiency, logic dictated that the room would be air cooled. If WEE had deactivated the air conditioning, the servers would've overheated before GJ could recover anything useful.

Without warning, a violent explosion rocked the room, blinding everyone in the room and collapsing the floor beneath. Shego couldn't have fallen far but blinding pains shot through her athletic body as she landed. With her enhanced healing abilities, Shego Possible could handle pain but not even SHE could suppress a scream of pain. Through the dust and debris, a jagged and bloody piece of rebar had pierced through her shoulder, sickeningly close to where the joint was supposed to be. The dust began to settle and techs began to rise…until an all too familiar silhouette appeared in the dust.

"I have been waiting," A heavily affected Russian female voice rang out. "For a long time, Miss Go."

Massive electrical charges began building in the Russian villain's palms much the same as plasma would from Shego's. Each of the slowly rising techs was blasted with a massive bolt of electrical energy. The sickening smell of burnt flesh became thick in the room. The pain emanating from her shoulder was all that kept Shego from vomiting. A plasma ball, even a meager one…she COULDN'T sit back and let this creature do this. Dear God, let Ron or some of the other commandos have heard the explosion.

"For many years, I had believed that I could read a person," How could a voice be dripping with such hate? "But never did I expect this of you. Never did I expect that the mighty Shego would sell her soul to the forces of darkness, succumbing to the vilest Sin and bringing forth an abomination from Hell! By all the powers in Heaven, my brother and I will bring down the wrath of the Almighty on you!"

Was this really happening? Electronique was not only homophobic but somehow religious? The villain was going to lecture her on…wait…Brother? Shego took another look at the woman standing before her. Focusing solely on the face, ignoring all of the technological enhancements…and then it hit her! How could all of them have been so blind? Igor Chuikov! The old adversary she was looking at was the sister of Igor Chuikov. How could GJ have missed this?

"But it will all be over soon," Electronique raised a foot and stepped on Shego's wounded shoulder, shifting the piece of rebar around in the wound and forcing a scream from Shego. "Soon you, that bitch who shares your bed, and the mongrel abominations you've produced will be sent to the Hell that you came from!" A massive charge began building and a hand was leveled at the wounded hero.

All of a sudden there was a flash of light and the electricity surrounding Electronique winked out. Had someone detonated one of the EMP generators? Was help on the way?

Electronique let out a cry of frustration and begin searching among the rubble and charred bodies. "No matter. I'll take care of you the way Igor had wanted in the first place, the way he will be taking care of your 'partner' and offspring in a few hours!"

Chuikov wasn't here? And he was on his way to Kim and Gracie? The rebar wouldn't give and Shego's legs just wouldn't come free!

A pistol was leveled at Shego's forehead. The click of the chambered round was deafening. "God's justice be done."

Please, not like this! Please, just one plasma pulse. Please God, just let me see my wife and daughter. Let me save them!

There was a cackle of laughter, a ring of gunfire, and a splatter of guts across the room.

KPKPKPKPKPKPKP

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" Ron roared over the gun battle the commandos were now engaged in. There was a roar from the mainframe and the halls shook as if in an earthquake. "SHEGO? SHEGO, DO YOU COPY?" The absence of a response was like a knife to the heart. Orders were passed and Captain Ericson took command while the blonde monkey master ran to the aid of his comrade. Whatever had happened seemed to have jammed the door. With all his might, Ron hammered, shouting for anyone within to answer him. The only noise that could be heard was the pounding of flesh on metal. As if to add insult to injury, a static shock jolted through Ron's cheek. Wait…static? "You, breach the door," A nearby commando began setting up a breaching charge. And thank the powers that be that the EMP commando was standing right next to him. "DETONATE THE GENERATOR!"

The breaching charge burned apart the door and Ron rushed in, stopping just short of the massive hole. The entire floor had been blown apart! Below him was Shego, a massive chunk of rebar through her shoulder. His worst fears confirmed, Ron could see Electronique, gun in hand, and ready to fire. There was no hesitation. A Smith & Wesson revolver was unsheathed and a round was fired. The shot rang true and the bullet exited out the back of her head, brain matter proceeding to follow it.

There was a crunch of metal on metal as a grappling hook was fired into the wall. All that mattered was getting to the wounded Shego. They'd gotten Electronique. It COULDN'T end like this after they were so close.

"Shego," Ron cried, clearing away the ruble over her body, taking special care to avoid the wound in her shoulder. "Shego, please be ok." Commandos not involved in the firefight began taking in the scene playing out below them. "I NEED A MEDIC DOWN HERE NOW!"

"Chuikov…Gracie and…Kimmie…going to hurt…"Shego groaned, her vision failing but still fighting to remain conscious.

"DAMN IT; I NEED A MEDIC DOWN HERE!"