A/N: Okay! This is the new chpt 11! I moved the other one because I was kindly told it didn't quite fit where it was. I still recommend reading it, because it does pertain to this story and is just a sidetrack and a different perspective. Take it as insite on things Shego is oblivious of at current time. I might add to it if I deem things need a second perspective. Eh, that is, if I can pull it off ;P lol

I hope this chapter suits better then the last, seeing as the POV now remains fully with Shego. Also, most of you have already read the other chpt, so you kinda get the small gap in time between this chapter and the last.

Anywho! Sorry its a few days late. On with the reading! -salutes-

I clutch my small gift behind my back, watching uneasily as the mist slowly recedes from the suns glare. Kim had run back inside for some reason, claiming she forgot something.

After I'd picked her gift last night, I'd spent the rest of my time trying to figure out the best time to give it to her. During breakfast, I'd been constantly arguing with myself over just the right way to present it to her. And now, I can't decide if my gift will be worthy enough.

Crap-tastic. I hate holidays. Especially the lovey dovey one that have you second guessing yourself until the very moment they open their gift and their eyes light up… if they light up…

Dang it! I'm doing it again!

I irritably stuff the small package into my backpack. There! Now the stupid thing won't bother me so much! Throwing my hair out of my face, I turn to find Kim barreling out the door.

"Ready!" She grabs my arm as she passes me and begins dragging me away down the dirt road.

"Hey! Whoa! Slow down speedy! Are we late for something?"

Giggling, she glances over her shoulder at me. "Nope! I just can't wait to climb that cliff!"

I chuckle. "Wow, that excited are we? You do realize that climbing that thing will probably take most of the afternoon, right? We might be late for dinner."

"That's why we brought snacks! And I grabbed this!" She pulls out a rolled up blanket. "In case we get cold!"

I burst out laughing at her face splitting grin and hyper bouncing up and down. Her energy is still brimming by the time we reach the bottom of said cliff we are to climb. She grins up at it, hands on her hips.

"This is going to be so much fun!"

Scratching my head, I follow her gaze up the rocky wall with a small frown. "Don't we get enough of this on missions? I mean, don't you wanna do something else instead? Something implying being lazy and doing nothing all day?"

She laughs and throws her arms around my neck. "Aww come on! We did that yesterday! Today we need some excitement!"

"Yesterday consisted of a massive water fight that left us both breathless," I retort with a smirk.

Her cheeks turn pink as she slugs me in the arm. "Oh hush! That was all your fault anyway!"

"My fault?!" I exclaim, stepping back in feigned shock. "I believe you were the one to throw me into the lake first." I cross my arms over my chest and lift an eyebrow.

"Well, you shouldn't have been standing there."

"Oh, now you're gonna get it!" I roll up my imaginary sleeves. She yelps and starts clambering up the cliff face. "Oh no you don't! Get back here!"

Giving chase, I begin scaling the rocky wall as well. She keeps ahead of me quite well, laughing the entire way. I send up a few threats here and there while still giving chase. I don't know how long it takes, but before I know it, we're crawling over the last ledge and slumping to the ground in exhaustion. Breathing raggedly, I allow a moment of respite from the chase, considering we both need to catch our breath.

I glance up at the afternoon sun, amazed we'd used the entire morning without realizing it. I flop onto my stomach and peer over at Kimmie, who's flat on her back with her chest heaving up and down. As if she can feel my eyes on her, her head rolls to the side so she can look at me. Her smile is dazzling.

"That was fun."

I roll my eyes. "You're the only person I know who would call that fun."

"You didn't have fun?" She pouts at me.

"Err…" I grab a nearby pebble and manage to weakly toss it at her. "Shut up. Next time we play a game, I'm ruling out the mountain as an obstacle."

She giggles. We smile at each other for a few moments.

She sighs then rolls onto her stomach and begins dragging herself closer to me. She flops back onto the ground with her head falling right next to mine. She reaches out and begins playing with my hair. "Happy Valentines Day." She scoots closer and kisses me on the nose.

Blushing considerably, I reach out and take her hand in mine. "Happy Valentines Day," I murmur.

She smiles impishly and pulls something out of the rolled up blanket. She sets a small package wrapped in red paper in front of me. Breath catching in my throat, I blink back tears. I gingerly take the small thing and begin unwrapping it.

"Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the… FLOOOOOOR!"

Kim and I both jump. I growl as I dig in my pocket for my communicator.

BOOOOOM!

The ground shakes violently. Rocks bounce around as a large cloud mushrooms up from the forest below. Kim and I are instantly on our feet and staring over the cliff's edge into the forest below.

"Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the… FLOOOOOOR!"

I slap my forehead, having forgot about my call. I pull out the device and hit the button. Wade's panicked face pops up on the small screen.

"Shego! Run! It's Drakken!" he shouts quickly. I hear Ron yelp in the background. Before the dark skinned boy can say more, the connection is cut.

"Shit." I slap the device onto my wrist and begin unzipping the bottom portion of my backpack. Kim unrolls the blanket and pulls a device out of her pocket. She hit's a button on the device, causing it to flare out into a box filled with lightweight metal poles. She begins constructing a glider. As soon as the frame is set up, she pulls the blanket over it and seals it into place with a special gel Wade had given us.

While she's doing that, I finish pulling off the bottom of my backpack. I slip four objects into my pockets and attach one to my belt. I then pull out a small pair of shoes. Kicking off my hiking boots, I slip into the shoes. After I'm finished with that, I pull out one last object, a small little box with five pills in it. I stare at the box for several seconds before popping one into my mouth with a wince.

Noticing the action, Kim quirks an eyebrow at me with a frown. "What are those?"

"Not illegal drugs," I tease. I begin packing my boots into my backpack. Still alert to her gaze on my back, I grunt and explain. "They were given to me by Wade. They're just an energy booster of sorts. It boosts my plasma energy just a bit. I only take them in emergencies."

Her frown deepens. "And this is an emergency?"

Finished stuffing my boots into my bag, I straighten up and look her in the eye. "When Wade is that panicked, it's an emergency."

Nodding with understanding, she hefts the glider into the air. "Ready?"

I move under the glider and grip the rail next to her with a smirk. "Aren't I always?"

Before she can retort, I take off running. We both run straight off the cliff and find ourselves soaring through the air.

"We aren't running, right?" she asks loudly to be heard. I snort.

"Run? I don't run from fights, not anymore."

She gives me a sidelong glance at the last part of my answer, but she doesn't comment on it. Instead, we both focus on the column of smoke rising from the forest.

"Do you think Drakken knew where we were at?" she hollers.

"No," I shout back. "I think the fight got too out of control and they somehow managed to wind up here."

"How can you tell?"

"He wouldn't have bothered with Wade and Ron."

She nods absently.

Damn the luck. Interrupted on my vacation! Just for that, Drakken's earned himself an extra thrashing. Especially if he brought those darn pesky BeBes. Sighing to myself, I assist Kimmie on guiding the glider in a tight spiral towards the ground.

"On the count of three!" I shout. Kim glances at me. I point to the trees below. "They're our pillow!"

She winces at the thought of the scratches and bruises that are to come from such a venture. She slowly nods her head, shooting a dark glare at the trees. I laugh to myself before marking my target.

"One!" I begin counting. Out of the corner of my eye I can see her tensing for the fall. "Two!" Carefully steering the glider, I get it as lined up as best as I can to one of the taller and more fuller looking trees. "THREE!"

Instantly we both let go of the glider. Freefalling to the tree, we crash into it's needle covered limbs. Branches and needles slap at me as I fall. I spread myself out in hopes of catching myself on a sturdy limb. The loud sound of breaking branches and hiss of the pine needles brushing our skin fills the air. Three fourths of the way down the tree, I finally halt my descent, nearly jerking my arm out of my socket in the process.

Glancing around quickly for Kim, I spot her several feet above me hanging over a branch on her stomach. She groans, slowly pushing herself up so she can stand on a lower branch. She rubs her sore stomach.

"Next time, lets find a clearing."

I grimace and rub my throbbing shoulder. "I agree." Another explosion rocks the ground. "Come on, we need to hurry."

We both climb down the tree. As soon as our feet hit the ground, we take off running towards the source of the last explosion.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"

WHAM!

Kim and I stare in horror as Wade's body crumbles to the ground after hitting a tree at full impact. Dashing to his side, we assist him in sitting up as he coughs up a little blood.

"Damn… it…" he hisses. "I told you to run."

"I don't run anymore." I stare back at him when his eyes lift to mine. He sighs.

"Damn you. You're too heroy now… Ain't got the brains to run when you're supposed to."

I smirk at him and help him to his feet. "As if you're one to talk."

He chuckles dryly. Wiping away the blood from his mouth, he squares his shoulders and prepares to counter attack.

"Ron's doing alright, but whoever Drakken's hired help is, she's damn good."

"She?" I ask. I snort. "He seems to like female bodyguards."

Wade grins. "I can't blame him."

I roll my eyes. "Come on play'a, we have a villain to stop."

Exchanging glances, all three of us take off running. We split up, veering off into three different directions. The sounds of battle get louder the further we go. Kim and I take up flanking positions while Wade bursts out into a clearing just in time to catch Ron before the blond smashes into a rock.

"Damn she's good," mutters the blond. He shakily gets back to his feet. "I'm starting to wonder if even my monkey mojo will do any good."

"Hey now," Wade pats him on the back. "Don't give up! We're heroes. The good guys have to win!"

"We didn't in your time," blurts Ron. He slaps his hand over his mouth as Wade's face darkens. "Man! I'm so sorry! I wasn't thinking!"

Instead of getting the dark skinned boy to wither, Wade puffs up his chest and looks squarely at the approaching woman. He spares Ron a reassuring glance. "Trust me Ron, if there's anything more to keep this hero from losing, it's knowing full well what the consequences are if I do."

The woman stops to look them over with a smirk.

"You have a lot to say for someone who's losing." The woman is wearing a Noh mask, effectively hiding her face. The mask is of a demon or devil. It's white with a gaping red mouth and golden fangs. A yellow white mane surrounds it as well as gives it a mustache. It's gold eyes flicker eerily in the sunlight, its two horns protruding from its head. A black catsuit with a white hakama cover her voluptuous body. Last but not least, she has on a white hood and cowl, but no cape of any sort.

"I'm just getting started," remarks Wade, rolling his shoulders.

The woman flicks a solid white samurai looking sword into a ready position. It is like no sword I've ever seen. Though samurai in shape, it has odd markings and blemishes that a real sword wouldn't. It also is one whole piece with no bindings and without any seeming mental. It's ivory color reminds me oddly of bone…

Before I can contemplate it further, she and Wade are charging each other. He easily ducks her blade, rising to send a fist up towards her chin. She flips away and dashes forward with her sword point aimed for his gut. He dodges to the left. Before he can counter attack, the woman whips the sword around for his neck. He leans back and watches as the sword nearly grazes his nose. Using the momentum to his advantage, he backhand springs and lands in a crouch. He rockets himself forward and lands a solid punch to the woman's gut. She grunts and staggers back.

"You're fighting style… I've not seen it's like," she comments coolly.

Wade watches her carefully as they circle each other. "My style is a mix of my own and someone else's, someone you'll have never met."

The woman chuckles, voice throaty and seductive. "Oh really? Why is that?"

"He doesn't have a reason to fight anymore," he replies.

I internally wince. Yes, the man he's talking about will never have a reason to fight now. We'd changed everything on him.

"Oh? And why is his reason to fight suddenly diminished?" continues the woman.

"As Shego would put it, the dead side of forever stole it."
Without another word, both of them strike simultaneously.

As the battle continues, with Kim, Ron and I all on the edge of our seats in case he needs help, I allow part of my mind to wander back to the man Wade spoke of.

I shake my head.

The man had been a living legend in our day. He had been a nobody, someone with nothing interesting or spectacular about him. He was a small time thief just out to make it through one day to the next. And then all hell broke loose. Suddenly, his petty crimes were magnified by tenfold and he became as hunted as the rest. His family was taken from him as well. Bent on revenge, he went into hiding and began training himself. After years of studious precise work, he created his own technique.

After that, his thieving expanded. He suddenly went after high officials and priceless mechanical and medical breakthroughs. Anyone who deemed themselves the law was his target. He was one of the toughest and dangerous criminals of our time. His fame was astounding, even managing to slowly outclass Wade's and my own work until I stormed GJ.

Having little physical prowess of his own at the time, Wade relentlessly pursued the man to train him. Finally, he broke down. Wade was his first and only student.

I don't know his real name. No one did. But everyone knew his assumed name. He was called, Daemon Kage. There was actually a time I considered sparing with him to train myself. Unfortunately, I never got the chance.

I draw my attention back to the fight. Wade is holding his own, and the woman seems to be disturbed by this and is upping her speed and tactics. Face a mask of concentration, Wade keeps pace with her.

"SHEGO!" bellows Drakken, drawing my attention. "I've found you!" With a cackle he swivels some device towards my hiding place.

Shit.

I dive to the side as a beam of energy slices through the tree I'd been hiding behind. I roll to a stop and rise into a standing position.

Drakken smirks darkly, his beady eyes barely concealing the man's slipping sanity. "Now it's time I finally ruin you."

My eye twitches. I've heard that line before.

I throw my head back and laugh. It causes Wade and the woman to momentarily pause in their fight and Drakken, Kimmie, and Ron to edge away slightly. As my laughter slowly dies out, I fix my gaze on Drakken. He frowns, shifting uncomfortably.

"Go ahead…" I challenge him. "Go ahead and try and ruin me…" I don't realize it, but my own eyes fill with my loosened hold on insanity. He shrinks a little under my nearly snarling grin. "Just try it."

My hands ignite with nearly blinding green plasma as I step forward…