I do not own any Disney characters named herein, and am only borrowing them to tell a nonprofit tale meant for entertainment purposes only.

Kim Possible: Super-Girl

By LJ58

10

Jim and Tim walked into the house just ahead of Kim as Kim paused, looked around, and told her brothers, "Arm the house, boys. We have assassins around us," she told them as the night sky began to lighten since it was near dawn.

"Assassins," both teens gasped, looking back at her as she shut the door. "Not just spies?"

"Assassins," she said. "They're pointing weapons our way now, looking for a shot, I'm guessing. I'm just surprised they didn't try when we showed up."

"Aren't you going to…?"

"We let them start the trouble," Kim told them, firmly eyeing the door. "Then we'll finish it."

"Right. Smart," Tim nodded as Jim yawned.

"Well, I'm crashing. I don't know how you keep going these days, but I'm beat," Jim told his sister who was watching them arm the house's more offensive defenses.

Just in case.

"I guess I just have more energy lately," she commented blandly.

"Think Justine will be okay at the lair," Tim asked her.

"It's not a lair," Kim muttered, rolling her eyes. "Besides, Annie is there to watch her, and I'm sure the both of them will be fine."

Her brothers eyed her, and one finally asked, "Okay, we have to know. What's really going on? Because what you did? What you've done," Time went on when Jim just stopped the stereo-speak to shake his head.

"No way is that just another power-suit," Jim finished.

Kim eyed them as they stood in the middle of the living room, and sighed, shaking her head.

"It's not," she finally told them.

"So, 'fess up," Tim said, eyeing her. "How are you pulling off these big-time heroics? Because even we can't figure out how…."

"Sit down. If you can wait about crashing, I'll tell you everything," she told them. "If you are going to be part of the team, you need to know everything. It might even help."

"So, will it work for us," Jim asked, eyeing her as the boys dropped onto the couch, and eyed her as she stood there still in her alleged power-suit.

"First, this isn't a battle-suit. It's just the excuse I'm using right now to distract some morons out there that are still hounding me."

"So, GJ only thinks you have a new suit, but….?"

"Things have gotten a lot more complicated since I was first stomping out Drakken's lame plots," she told them, and walked over to drop into a chair facing them. "Just let me start at the beginning. My beginning."

"I think dad gave us that talk," Tim smirked.

"He did," Jim frowned. "When?"

"When he suggested education could be more fulfilling that girls?"

Kim rolled her eyes.

That did sound like their dad.

"Guys, what I'm about to tell you isn't common knowledge. This is need to know, and no one else needs to know."

"Especially GJ," they guessed.

"That's the thing. I think someone already suspects, and that is why so many people are shadowing us lately. It all started before I was born," she finally said, and her brothers frowned.

The boys gaped as she spent the next twenty minutes putting her life in new perspective for them as she told them the truth as she learned it. Without mentioning a few details they did not need to know. Like Kal's fortress, or even the confirmation that the Watchtower really was still up there in orbit over a unsuspecting planet.

"Whoa," Tim finally remarked, and Jim just stared quietly.

"So, you're not really our sister," Jim finally asked.

"Of course she is," Ann stated firmly as she came down just then, Shego at her side, though both women were wearing robes just then.

"Mom," all three greeted her.

"Shego," Kim frowned. "When did you….?"

"You'd better listen to her, sweetheart," her mother told her. "She has something you need to hear."

"And since you apparently just tipped off the twin-terrors," Shego smirked their way, "I guess it won't hurt to let them hear what is facing you just now. Especially since they could be caught in the backlash sure to come."

"What backlash," Kim scowled.

Shego sighed, and sat down as Ann went on to start breakfast.

"You know I've been doing a little pro bono merc work for the authorities as part of my parole," she told her.

Kim nodded, which surprised the boys, since even they didn't know that fact.

"Well, the Pentagon just sent me out on a new mission. One that is likely going to burn us all."

"What is it," Kim asked warily.

"Kimberly," Shego called her formally for a change. "The Pentagon wants you and Wade, and your tin girl, too, dragged in like yesterday. If you won't cooperate, I'm supposed to….bring you in by any means possible."

"Really," Kim murmured as her brothers glared, and looked less than weary just then as something began to show in their narrowing gaze.

"Of course, by now someone likely thinks I have either got caught, or more accurately that I turned on them. Either way, there is no way I could hurt you, Princess. Even if I could now. I'm not even sure my comet-powers would match you these days. Not from what I've been hearing."

Kim sighed, and eyed her.

"You don't have to worry about that," she said, and glanced at the boys. "I still trust you, and I know that you're my friend."

"So," Shego asked after she relayed all she had to Ann earlier. "What now? Because I'm kind of stuck here, too. And the moment I move, you're not the only one in their crosshairs, too. Not after this one," she grimaced.

Kim studied her for a moment, then eyed the boys.

"While the rest of the team isn't here, I think they will accept what I'm about to offer you."

"Offer….me," Shego asked. "Look, Kimmie, I was just tipping you off. Okay, and I'll admit I was hoping you could get me out of town before one of Drake's black ops goons took me out trying for you."

"Like they could," Jim snorted.

"Hey, still trying to keep my nose clean here, guys. I start fighting Feds, and how long do you think my official freedom would last," Shego demanded.

"Long enough," Kim told her. "Okay, here's what I'm thinking," she said, a growing anger in her eyes making them flash brilliantly. "First, Shego joins Team Possible."

"Spankin'," both boys grinned as Shego yelped, "What?"

"Think about it," Kim told her. "First, you show the public you are not only reformed, you're joining us in helping people, rather than stealing from them. Second, it gives us the right to defend our team member," she added.

"You do know I pretty much burned a lot of bridges when I left my heroing behind," Shego told her. "I don't much trust left for the system, or it for me."

"I trust you," Kim told her firmly. "I know you can be trusted."

"But…."

"I know," Kim nodded firmly.

"Doy," Shego sighed, and threw up her hands as she eyed the boys. "Is she still like this?"

"Always," the twins told her.

"Okay, genius? How do we handle the Pentagon? Because I can tell you now, we aren't going to be able to ignore them. Or openly attack them."

"Hmmmm. Actually, I do have an idea. First, we need to call Wade, and brief Annie."

"Annie," the boys asked.

Kim's smile was unnaturally sly to Shego's thinking when the redhead nodded.

"We're going to do the last thing they expect."

"Which is?"

"You'll see," Kim told Shego. "Boys, alert the team. We're going to need to plan this one carefully."

"Hoo-shaa," they grinned, neither all that tired after all.

~O~

"You couldn't have let me use my jet," Shego groaned as Kim carried her through the sky, looking more pale than usual as Kim flew down to land in front of the Pentagon in full view of the guards and civilians present as the noonday sun shone brightly over the city that day.

"They could stop even your jet before we got near this place. They can't stop me, or see me coming," Kim told her, and set her down. She turned to the nearest Marines, nodded, and said, "We're here to see General Drake. Pronto, guys."

"This way, Miss Possible," one of the men said, and turned to lead them inside without looking back to see if they followed.

Considering that two more Marines followed behind them suggested they were being cautious, or were just more confident than she knew they felt.

And she could sense their emotions by now, as her empathy was obviously still growing.

That was something she was going to have to come to terms with, too.

Her strength, and physical abilities were one thing. After all her experiences with mad science, and even Team Go, she had an instinctive grip on her physical powers almost from the start. When her mind started opening up of late, and doing things that surprised even her, she realized she was going to need to do something about controlling what might still be inside her.

Just now, however, she needed to do something about a certain overreaching general who had too much time on his ambitious hands.

"Inside," the first Marine told her, and knocked sharply on the door, before simply pushing it open.

"Miss Possible, sir," the man announced without entering the office where the burly, but still fit senior officer sat listening to whatever the colonel beside him was reporting.

Both men looked up as Kim walked into his office in costume, and Shego walked in beside her.

"All right, what is going on," the still sandy-haired older man demanded as his blue eyes narrowed on Shego.

"You wanted Kimberly here, old man," Shego quipped. "She's here. I'm just here to tell you I quit."

"Quit?"

"Yep. I'm done. Finished. Got a new gig. A better one, I'm thinking."

"If you think you can just walk away…."

"Wait outside," Kim told her with a nod at the door. "This won't take long."

Kim walked over to him, and looked down at the man, and smiled. Very thinly.

She tried to overtly use her empathic abilities for the first time purposely, and was not too surprised that things didn't quite come to her as easily as anything else. Still, she did manage to feel a frission of anxiety from the man.

"General, you know who I am..."

"Someone stepping very close to a dangerous line, woman. You are interfering with….."

"No posturing," Kim cut him off. "I'm here to make a statement. Just that."

"Is that a fact," Thaddeus eyed her with his best glare. One that still made hardened soldiers under him shudder.

Kim didn't bat an eye.

"You know by now that Team Possible has been reformed as an independent agency."

"We do not recognize…"

"Annie, our android friend, is just one member. So is Shego. Now."

"Do you even know what you are…?"

"I'm only giving you this meeting since you tried so hard to get my attention, sir. So, do me the courtesy of listening," she said as the colonel standing near one side of the desk stared hard at her. Just stared.

She let him.

"I'm listening," Thaddeus spat.

"I know you're after me, and Wade. I know you want Annie for some misguided notion that someone gave you, thinking she could be made into a weapon. She's can't. Now, I'm not threatening you. I'm just suggesting you back off, and remember we're all one the same side."

"Are we," Thaddeus growled.

"Oh, for….! Don't tell me you're one of those idiots that think the Lorwardians did something to me? Do you know how long ago it was I fought them? Look, I'm only going to say this once. Get your people out of Middleton. They're scaring the neighbors, and annoying us."

"Or," Thaddeus snorted, making no protestation the men were there on his authority.

"Or I arrange for them to take vacations," Kim told him. "Long ones."

"Is that a threat?"

"No, General Drake. However, I do want you to understand, that if anyone…. I stress, anyone attacks a member of my team, we will defend them. Now, good day. I still have a job to do."

"I was given to understand you were still unemployed," the man smirked now.

Kim simply eyed him, and then walked out.

"I thought she would have slammed the door," Colonel Boxer remarked.

"Yes," Thaddeus murmured. "It looks like the woman is far more daring than we suspected. We may have to push things further than expected if we are acquire Wade or his technology to aid us, and this nation."

"Actually, sir, I was studying her suit pretty thoroughly while she was here."

"And?"

"I don't think it was a power-suit, sir."

"Then….?"

"I'm familiar with the original Centurion Project , sir. I don't believe that outfit of hers is anything like it. I believe that our young genius has somehow empowered her with something beyond human abilities from all we've been seeing. It supports our earlier suspicions he has been experimenting on the meta-gene himself."

"I see. That makes it all the more imperative we get that boy under our guidance at once."

"And Agent T? It is obvious she jumped ship, as it were."

"We'll deal with her in time. For now, let's focus on neutralizing Possible, and her band of willful children before they stir things up beyond our control."

"Begging your pardon, sir, but….how?"

"Take the parents. We can use them as a lever, and once we have the team neutralized, I'm sure we can encourage the others to come in without issue. In fact, you might want to bring in Stoppable's family, too. He has been far too willful of late, too. It is time to bring all our assets in once, and for all," the general nodded firmly. "I don't want to leave any rogues out there to create problems in the future. Bring them all in, and do it now."

"I'll send the orders at once," the colonel nodded.

~O~

Arrow, son of the first Green Arrow, sat at the monitor station, wishing he was back on the streets where he belonged, instead of watching for trouble from afar.

To his way of thinking, watching for global threats might be fine and good, but the big guys tended to ignore a lot of the brushfires out there troubling the little man far too often. His dad had been right about that one all along.

Still, he couldn't deny that the League gave him backing, equipment, and aid he had definitely needed more than once in his own campaign after his usual enemies.

He just hated sitting around watching monitors when he would rather be doing something. Especially when nothing ever seemed to happen whenever he was on duty.

He was just thinking that very thing, when an alarm went off, and he looked down at a monitor to see an open panel in Hangar Four.

Gaping, he started checking monitors in the area even as more alarms went off, and he realized the Watchtower was detecting an intruder on the station that was moving fast. Even as he tried to pinpoint them, he wished someone were here rather than just the usual support staff.

This late in the day, however, he was likely the only hero present, or awake.

He grimaced as he instinctively reached for his bow when he realized the motion sensors had the intruder moving directly toward the command center. Even as he turned, he belatedly realized someone was already standing there.

"Uh, hey. I was looking for Kal-El. Superman," the smiling redhead in blue and gold nodded at him as he fumbled with his bow as he stared at her.

"You're….?"

"Kim Possible," she nodded again.

"How…? How did you get in here?"

"Oh, I flew. I knocked, but no one answered. Hope you don't mind I had to find my own way inside."

"Own….way….? We're in space," the superlative archer sputtered. "Since when did you fly in space? How did you fly at all? You….."

"I'll take it from here, Arrow," a grim voice suddenly cut in, and they both turned to see the darkly clad detective men called the Bat. A man that looked younger than Kim had expected him to be as she eyed him.

"I'm looking for…"

"He's not here. He went on a diplomatic mission in another galaxy," Batman told her. "Follow me. You, back to work," he growled at Arrow. "And shut off the klaxons before you panic the staff."

"Fine. Fine," he said, shutting off the alarms. When he turned again, both of them were gone.

"No one tells me anything," he grumbled, but tracked the pair on the monitors even as he did.

~O~

"Have a seat," Batman all but ordered as he led her into a wide room with a large, oval table. She glanced around, then walked over, and pulled out a chair.

"I really only came to ask…."

"I know why you're here. Just as I know you infiltrated the Pentagon earlier. Did you find the information you were hunting?"

Kim eyed him, but couldn't seem to read him at all.

He had no apparent expressions. His tone was flat, and gave nothing away. Nor did her sporadic empathy seem to offer anything. The man was a literal blank slate that revealed nothing.

"No," she finally declared.

The Bat simply sat down across the table, eyed her, and then slowly nodded.

"Look, if Kal isn't here, I should…."

"Your request was not unanticipated," he said, his right hand moving, and tossing a small packet across the table at her. "Against my better judgement, the others approved it."

"What…?"

"Your team has been granted provisional League status as an auxiliary team under our authority. We won't be guiding you as a rule, but if we do call you, you are expected to respond."

"I would answer anyone that called for help," she grumbled as she pulled the packet over, and opened it to find seven laminated cards with League credentials embossed over the IDs already made out for her entire team. Including Annie, and Shego.

"Wow. You guys are good."

"We have been doing this a while," the seemingly ageless detective remarked curtly.

"Right. So…?"

"Just understand you also have a greater responsibility with that authority," Batman told her as he cut her off as she put the cards back into the packet, and closed it again.

"What's that mean," she sputtered.

"It means, woman, that you do not hack the Pentagon, or interfere in international affairs were foreign sovereignty is involved," Batman spat.

Kim tensed, and glared at him.

"Are you talking about us joining that rescue mission earlier this week?"

"We do not get involved in politics. Ever."

"I didn't get involved in…."

"The locals think you did. You pointedly attacked, and robbed…."

"A band of guerillas who were looking to profit from misery. Do you think I would stand there and overlook that," she demanded, rising to glare back at him.

"I know your record, Possible," Batman shot back. "You're impulsive, tending to jump without forethought, or planning. You're often naive, and overly idealistic, and at times you can be your own worst enemy," he declared.

"And you're a jerk. Yet some people still seem to like you," she shot back, scooping up the packet.

"One last thing," he added when she would have stormed for the door.

"What," she glared back at him.

"Don't let your people try hacking our systems. That would be a bad idea," he said in a grim tone.

"I haven't even told anyone about this place. Just like I haven't told…."

"You told Jacobs that Kal-El's fortress was on the moon."

"I was misleading him," she huffed.

"Do you know that NASA is now prepping a shuttle flight for the first time in years to try to reach it?"

"Well, aren't they going to be surprised," Kim huffed. "And disappointed."

Batman eyed her in silence for a moment, then drawled, "I'll be watching you, Possible."

"You do that, jerk," she huffed as she walked out on Batman.

"Wow," she muttered as she headed for the hangar where she had come in through an access port. "For such a supposedly good guy, he really is a jerk."

Arrow, listening to every word from the monitor station almost choked on his laughter as he watched her leave, even closing the hatch behind her before she flew away.

To Be Continued…..