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: Resurrection
By LJ58
11
"So, you can see, Judge Haskell," Kim smiled as she gestured boisterously to the man in the room with them, "Shego's neighbors were just overreacting. Again. She was helping me master my unexpected energy output, so I could better control the powers that saved my life when she gave me a transfusion that resulted in...well, unexpected bonuses," she concluded as no less than six police officers, and two Global Justice agents filled the sealed courtroom where they had been brought in after Shego's nosy neighbor saw them sparring, and immediately called the law.
If she hadn't known better, Kim would have thought the old woman who did the actual calling was related to Steve Barkin, because she sure did overreact to a little harmless sparring.
The judge, roused from a very nice nap since his own children were off on a trip with his wife just then, merely stared irritably over his bench at the redhead.
"All right, Miss Possible. While you've been….away, your word has always been good. Especially in Middleton. Still, if you're going to be….ah, practicing with Ms. Goe, I suggest you find a reputable dojo, or someplace more….appropriate. That said….."
The man fell silent as the doors to the chamber crashed open, and Kim groaned as she turned to see both Doctors Possible standing there, looking furious.
"Kimberly Anne," James growled.
"No big, dad. It was just a….."
"I think you'd better be quiet, dear," Ann said as they walked in, and only then revealed that Dr. Director herself was right behind them.
"Judge Haskell," the one-eyed senior agent nodded. "I just got your call. Sorry for the delay. Security issues," she stated blandly.
"Yes, well, Miss Possible has managed to smooth over the misunderstanding well enough," the judge allowed.
"Did she? Did she point out she was supposed to also be lying low so certain elements wouldn't know where she had gone after the last attack on her."
"Eep," was Kim's only reply.
"Or have you forgotten that Jack Hench recently raised his bounty on your head to five hundred million dollars."
Not one policy officer there didn't gape, or whistle.
"That's been confirmed," one of the GJ agents already present asked.
"Confirmed," Betty nodded. "Jack's gotten serious after she took out Granite. How many could do that, without even trying," she stated flatly as her single eye raked Kim.
"Dr. Director, it wasn't like I was…."
"Enough," the woman barked. "It may be belated, but you are still a de facto agent of Global Justice, and therefore under my authority. As of now, you're going into special custody. And you will follow orders, young lady, for your own good."
Kim glared now.
"Follow…..orders," she grit out.
"Kim," Shego murmured. "Calm down."
"Kim," Ann snapped, and Kim shook her head.
"I'm fine. I'm calm. I'm a freaking potted plant," she quipped, making Shego groan, and the others look at her oddly.
"Judge, how trustworthy are these officers?"
"Very," the man said without hesitation.
"Excellent, then what we say here is off the record, and will never be repeated under penalty of law. International law," Betty Director stated firmly as she eyed the men, who only stared evenly, not reacting beyond one man, who simply nodded.
"Special Agent Goe. Your report. Is Agent Possible's stability critical?"
"She's…..borderline. Right now, she could go either way, and she's so frustrated, this crap isn't helping," Shego told her. "But, there is a new development. One I will not repeat here," she said, eyeing Kim with a potent glower. "Just tell me Amy's okay?"
"Your daughter was sent home with a suitable sitter the moment we arrived. My man has assured her you will be fine."
"Not Du," Shego groaned. "Please, don't tell me….."
"Agent Du is an adequate….."
"He'll be lecturing to her all night. And guess who she'll be blaming," Shego huffed.
Kim suddenly snickered.
"Kimberly," Betty growled.
"Du? C'mon, we both know he's still got that stick up his…."
"Kim!"
"Kimmie," Shego groaned even as Ann snapped at her.
"What? He always did. You think he would have relaxed after all….this….time…."
"Kimmie? Pumpkin," Shego asked, moving quickly to catch her.
"Whoa," the redhead shook her head. "That was….weird."
"What is it," Ann asked.
"I just had this…..feeling. Like….. Like….. Move," Kim shouted, and shoved Shego one way, even as she jumped, grabbing her parents in both arms, and rolling away from where they had been.
Just as the leg of a massive robot slammed down right where they had been.
"Oh, c'mon," Shego shouted as she looked up at the robot tearing into the courthouse. "I'm retired!"
"You're about to be," a burly man wearing an eye patch like Betty's, if over the opposite eye, cackled as a tiny, hairless dog barked furiously at his side. "And my annoying younger sibling, too? This is a bonus. Kim Possible, a traitor, and a hated rival, all in one swoop," Gemini declared as his robot's other leg now stomped down, the officer, and agents all firing ineffectually at the metal behemoth. "Today, WEE shall be victorious!"
"That's a Drakken robot," Shego spat. "I thought you mothballed those wrecks," she shot a glare Betty's way as the woman moved to avoid a massive claw aimed her way.
"I knew I should have stayed home," Ian Haskell complained, running for cover as more of the ceiling came down.
"We did. Obviously, we missed one," Betty shouted back.
"Shego, you say that's Drakken's work," Kim turned to eye the robot now after ensuring her parents were safe from falling rubble.
"Yes! I'd recognize that design anywhere."
"Then I know just where to hit," Kim smiled, her hands abruptly bursting into glowing, white energies as she raced forward, rolled to avoid a claw aimed her way, then used that arm to spring up, and land on the robot's head.
Where she promptly smashed her joined fists down at the base of the monstrous construction's nape.
Sparks began to fill the air with acrid smoke, and Gemini howled as he banged a metal fist on a panel in vain.
"This is not over. WEE shall finally claim it all, you'll see," he crowed, just before a pod of some kind exploded out of the top half of the robot, and vanished into the dark skies.
"Wow, he sure sounds nuttier than ever," Kim exclaimed as she jumped clear of the falling robot.
Betty and Shego both just stared at her.
"Pumpkin," Shego said quietly. "Who just jumped onto to a giant robot without batting an eye?"
Kim looked around, the officers and agents just gaping at her.
"What? That? That was no big," she frowned.
Ann only sighed, and shook her head.
"Honestly, I've faced worse."
"You see what we're dealing with," Shego turned to Betty.
Dr. Director eyed Kim, and nodded.
"I stopped the loopy robot. What's the problem," the redhead complained.
"Take a look around, Kimberly. You tell me, was this a successful mission," Betty demanded.
Kim glanced around, and grimaced.
Judge Haskell, limping from cover, covered in plaster and dust from the shattered ceiling grimaced her way. One of the officers was helping another, as the rest spread out to check for others that might be trapped or injured. The agents were calling in emergency crews, and checking for possible gas or water leaks. If there were no true casualties, it was due to the late hour, and the fact most of the people usually present were already home.
She grimaced herself now.
The courthouse itself was likely a loss until it could be repaired.
"Not especially," she said quietly.
"It's not completely your fault," Betty told her firmly. "But, you escalated matters. You never should have been here. Even Gemini wouldn't have known you were here, or going to be here, if you had stayed quiet, and followed orders."
"How was I to…..?"
Betty, Shego, and Ann all stared at her.
Kim sighed, and seemed to deflate.
"Guess an apology wouldn't be enough," she asked, looking mostly at the judge.
"Kimberly, we don't blame you. Do you know how many times we've been hit even while you were gone? These madmen can't seem to let go of your apparent rivalry. Still, I have to admit, Dr. Director is right. Things have escalated of late. So, when are you going to get yourself cleared for action, so you can remind them to stop butting into our lives," he all but demanded of her.
Kim glanced around again.
Drawing a deep breath, her eyes seemed to glitter with energy, and Shego tensed herself, but Kim only nodded, more to herself, than not.
"Okay. Straight out, what do I need to do," Kim demanded of all of them.
"Get control of yourself," Shego said when everyone eyed her.
"I have control….."
"Princess," Shego demanded. "Look at the robot. Tell me you meant to do that?"
Kim followed the accusing finger pointed not at her, but at the fallen mechanical behemoth. She scowled as she saw the impact point where her fists had slammed unerringly into the base of the control interface Drakken built into all his designs.
She didn't have a Kimmunicator just then, but she had figured it she took it out the old-fashioned way, it would shut down the entire robotic systems. She was right. What she had miscalculated, again, was the force she had used. The interface was gone. Shattered when her fists almost tore right through the external plating to half sever the mechanical head from the blockish body.
"Tell me what would have happened it that had been a man," Shego demanded.
Kim looked pale, but shook her head.
"I wouldn't have hit anyone that hard. I wouldn't," she told her.
"Until we know that for certain, you are unfit for duty," Betty told her. "Agent Goe. We're going to have to bring you both in for….intensive training."
"Amy….."
"For now, your daughter might as well come in with us. It's obvious, knowing Sheldon, we might have inadvertently painted a target on her if that idiot realizes just who was present at your home when the authorities were called."
Shego swore.
"We'll call the boys," Ann told her. "We'll get them to set you up a security system for your place over the weekend, Anne," she assured her.
"Can't hurt," Shego sighed, knowing the Possible house was all but inviolate of late after all the tinkering those two borderline madmen had done growing up.
Only an idiot would attack that house head-on these days, which explained why no one had bothered them while Kim was at home.
"Okay. Okay, but what about my….official status? I don't want to risk losing Amy over this. That would crush her….."
"I think I can manage that," Ian told her kindly.
"And Barkin," Kim asked knowingly. "Honestly, why is he even involved? That guy is a nutcase."
"I don't think Steve will be an issue," Ian Haskell smiled slyly. "If he never hears about the special parole session to terminate your legal issues on the basis of time served, and behavior," the judge informed Shego with a smirk. "Then he can't be there to complain. Just get our girl back on her feet, Ms. Goe, and let her go after these….villains."
"With pleasure," Shego smiled now.
"Sounds like a plan. When do we start, Shego," Kim pointedly called her.
Shego groaned.
"I'm sending a transport to your house in…..forty minutes. Be packed and ready. Agent Fyne, Agent Badd, you'll escort the ladies until the transport arrives."
"And where are we going?"
"Need to know," Betty said, looking around.
"C'mon, we need to know if we should pack bikinis, or parkas," Kim huffed knowingly.
Betty smiled.
It wasn't an expression Kim cared for at the best of times.
"I believe you should be ready for anything," she told her.
"Man," Kim groaned.
"Now, before we leave, Shego," she called her, too. "Just what did you need to say about Kim," she asked. "We can talk in my transport before I leave."
"Uh, Kim, let's go. Ann, you might want to be there for this one."
"Anne," the neurosurgeon sighed. "How bad….?"
"It's….connected," she told her. "Better be ready. Kim's about to surprise all of us again."
"I'd better join you," James sighed, looking and sounding as if he would rather not.
"That doesn't surprise me at all," Betty drawled in Shego's direction.
KP
"I admit it," the somber agent said a few minutes after she closed the hatch on her private jet parked outside the nearly devastated courthouse. "That surprises me."
Kim grinned, and shifted back from the exact image of Dr. Director, in Kim's clothes, and then back to herself.
"I can do more."
"This morning, I thought she ran off. She didn't. She turned herself into a very convincing….plant," Shego told them as they sat in the jet, eyeing Kim.
"I had potted plants on my mind. For some reason," Kim grinned at Shego.
"God, you are so…..loopy," Shego complained.
"I am so not loopy," Kim sputtered.
"Completely loopy. Tell them where I found you when I woke up. Go on."
"I was….sunning."
"I do understand that energy absorption is an integral part of…."
"She was on the roof," Shego cut Betty off. "In a bikini. My neighborhood is not used to that kind of thing. At all. Which is why the police were called when Kim decided to smash me into a tree in our neighbor's yard."
"Is the tree all right," James asked knowingly.
"It….kind of fell down," Kim blushed now.
"Kind of," Shego glared at her. "You put me through the tree, you loon."
"You could take it," Kim protested.
"You were supposed to be learning to pull your punches," Shego countered.
"Okay, okay. Can I help if you excite me. I mean," she immediately blushed, "You got me excited. I mean, I mean, I was excited. Heat of the moment. I was…. I think I'll stop talking now," Kim groaned as they all eyed her.
"Are you sure the interface is holding," Dr. Director turned to James.
"It's perfect. Only whatever else she's doing, Kim must be subconsciously accessing its programming to be able to consciously alter her own physiology. Which, I'll admit, wasn't part of the plan. Then again, a lot of what we did was…..theoretical, and highly experimental," the scientist admitted.
"Not to mention borderline ethical," the agent told them all. "So, I suggest we never mention the details of this one to anyone. Ever," she stressed as she eyed Kim.
"Why does everyone always look at me," she demanded hotly. "I haven't even said anything."
"You let the judge know about Shego's role in your….resurrection," she pointed out.
"Like anyone with two active brain cells couldn't figure that one out," she sputtered. "Face it, the similar genetic sequences of our energy forms, and quantum expressions are too analogous not to be assessed on a comparative basis," she swore.
Ann blinked, as Shego just blurted, "Huh?"
"What," Kim sputtered. "It's obvious."
"Interesting," Betty murmured.
"Adrenalin," James Possible suddenly snapped his fingers.
"Pardon," Shego asked.
"Of course," Dr. Director and Ann both echoed.
"We didn't think to compensate for adrenalin surges. And let's face it, Kimmie-cub. You are one high-strung, bundle of….."
"She's an adrenalin junky," Shego snapped. "Just tell it like it is."
"Says the overflowing pot," Kim huffed, glaring at her.
"I can't believe we overlooked that," Ann told her husband.
"Can you adjust….something," Betty asked them.
"Oh, heavens, no," James told her blandly. "By now, the nannite-interface is absorbed into her cells on a….well, very deep level. Everything is….set. Kim just needs to…..find her own degree of control over it. The same way she did when she first started her fighting, and learned to control her body, and reflexes."
"I can do that," Kim cheered.
Everyone eyed her.
"I can," Kim fumed.
"Kimberly," Betty said ominously as she hit the control to reopen the hatch. "Pack your parka."
"You're kidding," Kim gasped. "Right? Right," she squeaked.
Dr. Director never replied as they left the jet, and she closed the hatch behind them, taking off once they were clear.
"She was joking," Kim turned to Shego.
Shego only sighed.
"Let's go, loony," she said, and dragged Kim toward the Possible's minivan.
"Say, I meant to ask. Where's my Roth?"
No one answered.
To Be Continued…