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You String Along

Ron's response to Kim's scream was to run frantically, searching for her, although with the echoes he had no idea what direction to look. Left alone, Drakken's immediate response was to look for a place to hide. Luck favored the blue man, he opened a storeroom and blinked in surprise, "Ohh, shiny!"

"Will Dementor be at the ambush," Kim panted. She still hadn't caught her breath entirely and found keeping up with Shego difficult.

"Nah, there's a chance of being hurt. He'll leave it to underlings."

As they rounded a corner Ron ran full tilt into them.

He didn't know why Kim and Shego were together, but after helping Kim up from the floor he held her tight. "Are you all right? I heard you scream." He avoided eye contact with Shego.

Shego snickered at his question, but changed the subject. "Nice boxers, I think I liked the others better."

"Where are your pants?" Kim demanded

"Roof, I think."

"Reunion later," Shego reminded them, " Shake a leg, we need to find Dementor."

"Why is she with us?" Ron whispered as the trio continued their search. "And are you sure you're all right?"

"It didn't hurt a bit," Kim said dryly, "and I've got no idea what this is about."

"How about the shots outside?"

"Global Justice tried to rescue me. Apparently Dementor has sort of spy planted at headquarters who warned him to prepare an ambush. How did you get here?"

"I talked Drakken into coming to rescue Shego-"

"Drakken? Where is he?"

Startled at the question Ron looked around, "I don't know. He was here a minute ago, I swear."

"Should we try splitting up?" Shego asked.

"Safety in numbers," Kim replied, "We don't want him picking us off one at a time." "And I don't trust you and want to keep an eye on you."

When the firefight began outside Dementor had retreated to the security room to evaluate progress. He scowled as he watched the views from the exterior cameras on the monitor, Global Justice had sent more agents than anticipated. With the lower road blocked they would receive no reinforcements, but their defeat might take longer than anticipated. The German also wondered why he seemed to have fewer men engaged in the fight than he had ordered. He switched to the camera in the cell of Kim and Shego, and found it crowded with henchmen, only two of whom were starting to come to. "Götterdämmerung " he swore and began flipping through the various cameras in the castle, wishing he hadn't been so cheap and had installed more monitors. He finally located Kim and Shego, along with the blond youth whose name he couldn't remember, It appeared the three would reach the great hall in minutes. "Nice boxers." Dementor seized a couple weapons and hurried to intercept them.

A number of doors opened into the great hall. Dementor stood patiently behind one, waiting to hear the voices of his foes. In villainy, like comedy, timing is everything and he wanted a grand entrance.

The trio stood in the hall. Kim scanned the doorways leading from the large room, wondering what direction to take. Shego scanned the paintings on the wall, wondering what they were worth. Ron scanned for a sign marked 'Men's Room', wondering why he hadn't listened to Drakken and gone before they left.

"I still say we should split up," Shego insisted. "You can go with Ron and hold his hand, but I work better alone."

"And I say we stick together," Kim retorted, "I want to know where you are at all times."

Shego shot Kim an evil grin, "I was that good, huh?"

"What did she mean?" Ron asked.

"Never mind, we need to find Dementor."

"It's showtime," Dementor thought as he threw open the heavy oak door and confronted the three. The stocky man held a pistol on them, "Und vhy ist you looking für me?"

"Give it up, Dementor," Ron called. "The tenth navy is on its way, you can't escape."

The professor seemed puzzled, "Navy? Ve ist on eine mountain!"

"Would you believe you're surrounded by the forces of Global Justice?"

"Mien men have der Global Justice agents pinned down."

"Would you believe there's a naked mole rat in your kitchen?"

"A rat in mein kitchen! Vat's he doink dere?"

"Uh, probably cooking lunch. He's a wonderful chef."

"Der Board uf Tourism vill revoke mein landmark status if dey see eine rat!"

"They haven't revoked it and they've seen Dementor," Shego whispered to Kim and the two giggled.

"Schtop mit der laughing," Dementor commanded, "I-" There was a pulse of light, and everyone was in black and white.

"What happened?" Kim wondered aloud.

"Mein Spectrum Deleter," the Professor muttered.

"Drakken must have found it," Ron suggested.

"Drakken! Drakken ist here?" Dementor screamed.

"Well, yeah."

Another pulse of light, and the color was restored.

"I vill destroy you und find him before he zets off mein fürshlinger Nude Bomb."

"Set off the Nude Bomb, please Doctor D, I'll never ask for a birthday gift again, just set it off now." Ron thought, looking over at Kim and Shego.

Dementor tried to raise the pistol, but found it took his all his strength to move it even slightly. The other three, seeing his struggle to aim the gun attempted to leap out of the way, but found their own efforts slowed to a crawl also. Dementor recognized that his Inertia Damper had been turned on.

When Drakken switched off the second machine Dementor's arm jerked up and he fired a shot at the ceiling before losing his grip on the pistol which went flying. Kim, Ron, and Shego crashed into the floor as their efforts to leap were completed. Dementor pulled a second weapon, an odd looking pistol none of them recognized, and threatened them. "You vill-"

Anything else he wanted to say was lost as the four of them, and anything that wasn't fastened down, fell onto the ceiling.