Two Lives Made For Violence: Chapter Eleven: Little Adventurer
Ron heard the sound of a gun's safety switch flicking off,
"Undercover Agent Veronica, Global Justice. Your under arrest you slimy son of a bitch."
Ron froze considering his outcomes he killed one of his targets, he would die. Leaving the other one to live, so he took the little logic he had and surrendered, dropping the sword, he put his hands behind his head.
"We've had our eyes on you two for a long time now." Veronica said, taking the ropes and tied Ron's hands together, just as Ron was about to give a snarky response, a solid object was bashed against the back of his head. He fell to the floor like a sack of dead cats.
Now to deal with Hego, who was now just still as a statue.
"Y-Y-You're an agent?" He stuttered
"That's right big boy, now you want to come and get into the nice shiny cuffs? Because if you do, maybe there will be some sort of 'mind control' to blame this on, for the media's sake, not yours."
Hego's brain refusing to grasp the concept that he had failed, he just seemed to be in a distant gaze, not aware of the cuffs being placed on his wrists, if he had been fully aware of the situation he would kicked a wall down and bolted.
But he had failed… how? They had thought of every possible outcome that could happen! If Kim Possible joined up with Shego, if Drakken had tried to interfere, if there was a witness, but never a GJ agent…
THIS IS ALL RON'S FAULT!
As Shego watched through cracked glass, the scene unfold to her, she realized how she felt like she was fading, memories were starting to crack and shatter in her mind, from when she was younger and the crack seemed to spreading throughout her entire brain.
Eventually, her vision shattered into a million pieces…
After Veronica had called for backup
"You guys better get out of here." Veronica said, more to Kim than the unconscious Shego. Nodding Kim went over to Shego's body.
"Shego?"
No response, Kim slapped Shego's face lightly
"Come on Shego! Wake up!"
More slaps, but Shego didn't even flinch. The woman was slightly paler; it was as if she was dead.
"Veronica!" Kim called, the woman came rushing to the red heads side.
"What's wrong with her?"
Veronica started applying pressure points on the older woman.
"Shego? I'm going to cut the flow of blood from your brain" This would result in a sudden jerk of the body.
Placing two fingers on either side of Shego's neck, Veronica jabbed the veins in Shego's neck.
All that amounted to was Shego to get a nose bleed.
"Shit," Veronica cursed, pinching Shego's skin in an upwards direction, the blood flow then continued back to the brain- a brain that wasn't really working! "Kim, I can't do anything right now. But call in your team to pick you two up, send me the coordinates of Shego's location; I'll keep GJ from entering here for a while."
"How can I trust you? You blatantly lied to Shego about the nurse act."
"She may have been insane, but I'm positive she knew something was up. Now go." Veronica ran out the room.
Kim went for her communicator that had been in her pocket, for an ultimate change, the communicator had survived.
"Wade I need the quickest exit out of here."
"Ok, we'll be there ASAP." Wade responded,
Literally ASAP really was ASAP in Wade's case, within minutes the sound of a loud engine was heard, dragging Shego by her arms, Kim managed to get the older woman onto the helicopter that was at the back.
God Shego weighs a fair bit! Kim puffed, giving the thumbs up to the pilot; they were soon in the air. Shego still in whatever coma like state this was.
Back at GJ
"Agent Veronica?" A woman asked, turning round Veronica's eyes met with a woman, about the same height as her, but blonde hair.
"Yes?"
"Dr. Director will see you now; she wants to ask you some questions about the mission."
Oh boy…
Walking into the office, she couldn't help but notice the 'no excuses' atmosphere in the room (Like a head teacher who won't accept a single excuse! Even if your nana died!) Veronica kept her composure and walked up to the big desk.
"You wanted to see me Dr. Director?"
"Ah yes, Veronica take a seat." Doing what she was told, she still had the urge to run out of the room.
"Now, we need to discuss some things, like how did Shego and Kim Possible escape?" Betty asked, raising an eyebrow.
Think! Woman! You're meant to specialize in under pressure situations!
"Shego managed to blast her way out, dragging Kim along with her where Drakken was waiting outside for them."
I see a decrease in your next pay check! Veronica said in her mind.
Betty sighed, she was going nowhere with this one.
"Theoretically, if I gave you my word that what was said here, would have no affect on anyone else, would you have had the same thing?"
"Theoretically, if you had said that, I would have said fuck off. But that wouldn't be at all professional." Veronica said boldly. Betty nodded.
"Would you have said anything else?"
"I could provide evidence to prove Kim Possible and Shego innocent."
"What evidence?"
"I said I could I never said I had any evidence. Yet." Veronica added.
"Dismissed. Oh and Agent… keep that comment to yourself."
Nodding, Veronica left the room.
Back at Drakken's lair
As soon as the victim's body had been thrown off the cliff, the empty space on the gurney was soon replaced by Shego, all types of tubes connected to Shego and a computer of some sort next to her.
"What's the matter with her?" Kim asked desperately to Drakken, the only one there with the title Doctor.
"I don't know! I'm not a brain surgeon!" Drakken replied, Kim froze.
"No, but I know someone who is."
At The Possible house
An older version of Kim came down the steps, determined to find out who the hell was banging on her door at this time in the morning.
Anyone else would have brought a shot gun with them, but Anne had been through the teenage years with Kim, and she had picked up a few moves, mainly the disarm and stomach blow.
Opening the door, she wasn't all that surprised to find Kim at her front door.
"Kimmie what's wrong now?" Instead of getting an answer she was dragged into a car.
"I'll explain on the way there! And wake up your medical brains! We're gonna need them!"
Kim drove quickly on the way back to Drakken's lair, soon at an airport, then another landing bay, and then a quick climb up a mountain.
"Wait so let me get this straight, all those murder's were based off Shego's imagination?" Anne asked, entering the lair.
Kim nodded
"But they were pulled off by Ron and Hego?"
Another nod
"But Shego had nothing to do with it?"
"She gave them the idea, not intentionally, but yes the murders were based off her imagination."
"So they then tried to mind control her, but she passed out before the mind control was activated?"
"I actually don't know when she passed out, passed out you end up waking up, but so far she's as awake as a dead person, but breathing."
"Ok, I'll do a brain scan, and we'll see what we've got."
End of conversation, but Anne had so many questions. Like: How come Ron joined evil? Since when did Kim care about Shego? And when was Shego labeled insane?
But this situation required her attention more than her questions.
Shego was currently in her usually black and green cat suit, drenched in blood, but you could still see the Shego trade mark on it.
"Drakken?" Two doctors might help "Have we got the equipment to perform a brain scan? Safely?" Anne added.
Nodding, Drakken punched in some controls on the keyboard that was near the table, two sliver rectangles slid upwards, both facing each other and Shego's head in between.
As Drakken input more controls, a green beam started to appear between Shego's head, the two silver sides started to scan all of Shego's head.
Multiple pictures were then printed out, Anne took a brief flick threw them all. Easily telling what was wrong. Sighing she turned to her daughter
"Good news or bad news?"
"Bad news."
"Her prefrontal Cortex is completely fried."
"Meaning?" Kim asked
"If she wakes up, she will not even know who she is, like a severe case of amnesia; also her personality would be changed drastically, and basically if we wake her up we're destroying the Shego inside there." Anne said, pointing to the lifeless body.
"The good news?"
"Her powers have put her in a type of coma, a result of the mind control or the prefrontal cortex being destroyed? I'm not sure."
"Well it's definitely not the mind control, because we've been through that before, and she kicked Drakken's butt because of it."
Drakken was about to argue, but decided against it.
"So what can we do?" Kim asked
"Keep her hydrated and warm." Anne said sadly.
In Shego's mind –
Oh god not this again!
Yep, here we are… So how's you?
I'm frekkin peachy! Nothing like not feeling your own body to cheer up the Monday blues!
Ok, no need to start shouting. Besides I've got some good news and bad news.
Oh fuck my life!
I'll take that as good news first. The good news is, you're not mind controlled and you're not dead.
The bad news?
I'm getting there! The bad news… well your prefrontal cortex is crapped out.
So I'm not dead because?
Because the brain can function without that part of the brain, well the body can live without the prefrontal cortex… but your mind can't.
And this means something to me?
If you want to be you, then yes. But don't worry, thanks to a special healing factor, sub consciously you can fix it!
Oh yeah? How?
You have to re live all your broken memories that make you who you are.
What? How the hell do I do that if I don't have them anymore?
Well you re live them, only a vast majority of the memories are broken, but every memory has a starting point.
So what do I have to do now?
Doy! You remember your first memory and work your way up!
Every single memory? But that will take me… however old I am now!
Don't worry, not all of them, just all the ones that make you who you are, oh and wipe out the mind control nanites while you're at it. Good luck!
Wait-
But it was too late, as Shego all ready started to feel a lot smaller, and a child like room started to appear around her.
I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm going to go along with it anyway.
Placing one foot into the middle of the wooden bar, and the other foot in the one next to it, the little toddler started to work her way up the cot, soon at the top she placed two little hands and gripped the wood, letting her legs swing over the cot, she released her grip. Her balance failed her on her landing as she landed on her butt, thankfully cushioned by the nappy.
Getting up again, the little toddler walking into the upstairs hallway, quickly grasping the concept of walking. She soon faced a tall gate, looking through the bars, stairs led to below whatever there was. She wasn't tall enough to jump for the top, but she wasn't far off. Looking round her eyes set on a grey plastic bin, it looked strong enough. Putting the bin against the toddler gate (a gate that stops babies going down the stairs, just sayin) Shego placed her feet on the bin, and then managed to pull herself over the gate, when she reached the other side, she tried to work the bin up between the bars, but her fingers got confused with what her brain was ordering them to do.
Damn bloody toddler fingers! Why can't you do a… what's the word again… uck? Yeah why can't you do an ucking thing right?
Giving up with getting the bin over to her side, she let herself slide down the steps, ignoring how the impact of the stairs had on her arse.
Eventually Shego arrived at the bottom of the stairs, she found that this gate was a bit lower than the one she had just done, so on the second step, she tried to jump her little toddler body over the gate.
It didn't go very well.
Her foot caught on the gate, as her head hit the floor.
Loud shouting could be heard, Shego couldn't tell what they were saying, it was all like an alien language.
Two people started to come down the stairs, a man and a woman, both in grey. The woman was starting to shout at Shego in the strange language, but the man seemed to be trying to calm the woman down. The man said a word that Shego liked the sound of,
"Little Adventurer"
She replayed the two sounds in her head over and over, loving how it sounded. It even tasted like mystery and fun!
The man was a good height; he had snowy white hair and really blue eyes. The woman was almost the opposite, dark hair, deep brown eyes and was about three inches smaller than the man.
The woman seemed to be raging at the toddler, but the man just picked up Shego and ruffled her short brown hair.
END OF MEMORY RE-CREATION
BACK IN DRAKKEN'S LAIR
"Drakken have you seen this?" Anne asked, showing a new scan of Shego's brain.
"The prefrontal cortex… it's… its reforming?" Anne said in disbelief
It was true, compare it to the last scan of Shego's brain, the prefrontal cortex had showed no brain activity going on in the prefrontal cortex, mainly because it had been bruised terribly, but the purple was starting to fade away, and there was a tiny blue dot showing activity going on in Shego's mind.
"I'll go tell Kimmie." Anne said, rushing into the room Kim had said she would be in.
Anne wasn't all that surprised to find Kim in Shego's room; it was black and green style. (What else screams Shego?)
Kim was looking at a row of pictures, half of the disintegrated, but the last two survived. Shego as Miss Go and Kimmie, both pulling faces in the second last one, but in the very last one, were two genuine smiles from the women.
"I wonder why she kept these." Kim asked,
"Oh Kimmie, you know I can't answer that. But I think it's time for one of our mother daughter chats."
"I do kind of need to tell you something."
"Kimmie, I may be old, but I can definitely tell you and Ron are over. Unless you decide to give him a second chance, I'd tell you you're an idiot and leave you to it."
"Pfft! Second chance! Ha! After what he's done to me? I don't think so." Kim exclaimed, suddenly hoping she hadn't dropped the ball too much there.
"Ok, no need to shout. So you and Shego huh?"
"Working together?" Kim asked, not really sure what her mother was getting at. Anne raised an eyebrow
"Riiiight… working together, let's go with that. Oh I need to call your father, tell him I don't think I'll be home for dinner."
"Right, here ya go." Kim said, digging the communicator out of her battle suit- she had to get changed at some point of the day!
Dialing the number, Anne waited for James to pick up.
"Honey? It's me, listen I've run into some trouble work- wise so I'm positive I won't be home for dinner tonight… or tomorrow… So there's left over's in the microwave. Oh and honey there should be a letter for me arriving soon, if the post code is N-E-E-T-N-A-I-B-S-E- L (READ BACKWARDS) then don't panic I can deal with it when I get home." Kim could only raise an eyebrow at the post code, but passed it on and continued to look at the pictures of her and Shego.
"Now Kimmie if you want to come and see Shego, we think there's been an improvement." By the time Anne had blinked Kim was out of the room.
Ok, hope your all with me so far… because see this whole chapter? I never planned for this to happen… I think I just made this story a bit longer than planned… oh well.
Who got the little 'post code' joke? If no one… I'll go insane!
Oh BTW Sunday is my day off (trust me not my choice! Friends and family drag me out of the room!)