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A Fan fiction by Six-string Samurai.
Loudness Between Shadow & Light
"These look familiar?"
Chapter 6 - Contact we made (part 1)
Fighting the urge to glance down at the obviously empty spot on the collar of her cat suit, Shego just gave a faint nod toward the device Kimmie was giving a curious twirl. "Yeah…your point?"
The glasses stopped spinning between Kim's fingers. "I want to know what it does," she held the pair of glasses up, looking at the other woman through the empty frames. "That's my point."
"Well, you'll just have to wait for Dr. D to rise and shine, if that's the case. I do the heavy lifting; he does all the brain work. Come on, you of all people should know that by now," the green tinted woman gestured at the comatose scientist. "And that's probably not going to happen any time soon, by the look of him."
"Shego," the redhead lowered the frames, "cut the bull, and give me the sitch." Kim gripped the device, lightly in one fist.
The thief rolled her eyes. "I still don't recall you signing my paycheck, princess," then she frowned, folding her arms. "I'm not your dial-a-nerd, so stop talking to me like I give a damn about what you want. I could care less, and there's not a single thing you can do about it," she paused, putting a hand to her chin. "Unless, you want to try and make me," smirking, Shego brought her hands up, awash with power. "I'm game for that. I still owe you for that cheap shot you pulled."
"If that's what it's going to take," Kim stepped over to the couch she'd originally woken on, and put the device down on the middle of the cushion. She cracked her knuckles.
"Say, whatever happened to that side-kick of yours, Kimmie? Doesn't he usually show up a lot sooner?" Shego said aloud, wondering if it would give the redhead any pause as they slowly started circling one another.
It appeared that Kim didn't even need to think about it, as she replied almost the moment the question left her opponent's lips, "Ron? He's at a family reunion for the weekend."
"Thought it was weird when you showed up without blondie in tow."
It was the redhead's turn to shrug, "I'll deal."
"Guess you'll have to," with that Shego lunged, burning claws reaching out to keep the teen on the defensive.
Kim chose to sidestep the swipe instead of backpedaling, and snapped out a roundhouse to try and catch the woman in the midsection as she passed. All her foot met was air when Shego used her forward momentum to dive over the extended leg.
Tucking into a roll, the thief twisted around even as she came to a stop, getting her arms up just in time to ward off Kim's follow up axe kick. Trapping the descending leg, Shego pushed up hard forcing the teen into a hasty back flip or risk getting shoved on her ass. She rose, unwinding as she did, thrusting out her heel to back kick the redhead as Kim landed.
Eating the blow, Kim felt the air crush in her chest as she was sent stumbling backwards clutching her stomach. Trying to suck in a quick breath, she whipped her arms back up, realizing she had perhaps a second's respite before clashing with Shego again.
"Come on Kimmie, what's the matter?"
Not bothering to answer, Kim took a half-step back as the other woman darted toward her again. This time, instead of sliding to the side, she stood her ground, leaning away from the first few lit fists that missed by inches. The heat from the near strikes warmed her cheeks as she kicked out low, nailing the side of Shego's leg with her shin with two short hard hits.
The taller woman quickly shuffled her stance to get her throbbing leg out of the way. Hissing a breath through her teeth, she let a bit of plasma out with her last punch to get Kim to back off. The redhead just ducked the sizzling bolt and pressed the attack, with a few sweeping kicks and tried to slow Shego down with a knee to the thigh, which the raven haired woman narrowly avoided. The miss turned into another snap kick toward her ribs, and Shego dropped her elbow down hard to tell Kimmie to watch it.
Kim backed off this time, rubbing at her shin with a scowl. The break didn't last more than a few breaths, and the two clashed together again, the redhead throwing sharp elbows and knees to wear the stronger woman down.
In return, the comet powered woman landed several scorching hits on the hero, leaving scathing burns on her left arm and shoulder when Kim tried to nail her in the head with a hasty strike.
A few more fast and furious exchanges and the two were beginning to show signs of slowing. The teen looked the worse for wear, but that was mostly due to the sorry state her mission gear was in. Her pants were scorched in places, and the left side of her purple tank top was hanging off her in smoldering threads where Shego had been working at introducing the girl's ribs to her lungs. "Tell me what Drakken's up to, Shego."
If Kim looked bad, Shego appeared to be weathering the damage a little more internally. She stood half-crouched facing off against the teen, clearly holding most of her weight on her back leg. She held one arm close against her side, protecting ribs that had taken one too many bony elbows. "Why? Haven't had a workout like this in ages. What's the rush?"
The red head make a huffing noise in her throat, "That how you're going to be? You just have to be difficult, don't you?"
"Excuse me for not rolling over and taking one for the team. I thought you would have figured out by now, I don't like to play that way," the taller woman grinned, despite a cut that Kimmie had opened up on Shego's bottom lip. "Dr. D is checked out for the night, and the pants-less wonder isn't here to muck things up. We've got all night to finish this. Isn't that what you wanted?"
"I see," Kim nodded to herself apparently coming to some kind of decision. Her gaze snapped back up to focus on Shego with a startling sharpness.
"Huh," the green tinged woman almost lowered one of her arms in spite of the situation. "That thing did do a number on you, didn't it, Pumpkin."
"You really do need me to beat an answer out of you," Kim balled a fist, ignoring the twinge in her burnt shoulder. "Good. I think it's better this way, in the long run. For both of us," she paused when she saw that her rival was giving her a semi-ludicrous look. "We both get what we want," Kim informed the thief. "I can't really argue with that."
"Uh, whatever you say," Shego readjusted her stance when Kim tensed back up. "Game on?"
Kim didn't bother replying and simply leapt.
The raven haired thief lit her hands and made to sidestep the fist that flew toward her head. The sudden move forced her to put undue weight on her injured leg, and she stumbled, barely avoiding a string of attacks before she could recover her mistake. Swatting away a kick aimed at her side, Shego leaned back, scoring a rent along Kimmie's leg as it passed by with the tips of her claws.
Apparently it wasn't enough to dissuade the teen as the redhead used the force of Shego's push to spin around and whip her other leg up and around, forcing Shego to raise her arm up or take a heel to the chin. "Hey, watch it with those things," she opted to stuff the kick and jammed her forearm hard against Kim's calf so she didn't get cracked in the head the same as her boss.
Kim felt Shego's arm twist against her kicking leg, going for a grab, so Kim bent her knee and twisted her body hard in the opposite direction she'd been spinning in, letting the force of the torque pull her pivot foot off the ground and back up toward the green woman's other side, squeezing her legs together in a scissoring motion. "Stop yakking and fight Shego!" Kim tightened up as soon as she felt her free leg catch the side of that pale neck.
Shego urked as the redhead's other leg snaked up above her guard and closed tight against the side of her throat. Her vision fuzzed briefly from the impact loosening her grip on Kim's right calf.
Caught in the force of the spin both women hung in the air for a moment, before crashing hard to the floor.
The teen was the first to recover, and rolled over onto her side to get better leverage as she crossed her ankles to secure her hold around Shego's throat. She continued to squeeze, and Shego started turning a lighter shade of pale. Kim kept it up, even as her rival got her hands up, clamping onto the legs locked around her throat, power flickering to life with tendrils of plasma that burned and scorched. The redhead bit her lip and forced herself to hold on, the burning weakening with each passing second. She squeezed all the harder to end the pain, one way or another.
A/N: Added the end of the fight since it didn't work as a continued scene for the next part.