Warning: If you don't like girlxgirl pairings, then I suggest you leave now. There's nothing here that you will enjoy.
Notes:I'm sorry for the long delay. Classes and exams have left me unmotivated to write anything lately, but I'm back for now. And to all those who have reviewed, THANK YOU! And a notice for this story: I was origianally going to end this arc in this chapter, but after looking it over I decided the story would flow smoother if I milked it out a bit more. So yea, just so you know.
Also, I'm looking for someone to beta read my stuff. Having someone else edit my writing would make the updating process a lot faster.
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Kim Possible or any characters associated with the show.
The Shot Heard Around the World
"The Reaping - Part 7"
Ron rubbed his neck tiredly as he leaned against a stone column while watching Kim and a group of agents hovering over a table covered in maps and blueprints. Based on information gathered from various agents throughout the city and on the intel that was given to them from their bases before they lost communication, they concluded that the endless wave of robots were originating from Go Tower. Kim ignored the small pang in her chest when the thought of Go Tower instantly made her think of a certain ex-hero who was currently MIA.
"I think the best course of action would be to position our teams in a circular formation throughout the city with Go Tower at the center," said one of the agents. " Then we steadily move inward, that way we pick off any stray bots while taking out the source."
Kim shook her head as she tapped a road on the map.
"We can't afford such a drawn out battle. We need to end this quickly. The fastest way would be to focus all our resources on a single point of attack. This road here takes us straight to Go Tower, so-"
"Ms. Possible!"
Everyone around the table snapped their heads up. Ron looked over to the person who had called Kim out and his eyes widened when he saw the beat up looking agent.
"Finally. You're quite a hard person to track down," Mark Ponder muttered as he pushed his glasses further up his nose as he approached the congregated group of agents.
Kim observed the man's messy brown hair, ragged G.J. uniform, and tired gray eyes. It looked like the man had had walked through hell. She quirked an eyebrow when the man straightened himself out, puffed out his chest, and strode up to the table.
"The names Ponder. Mark Ponder," Mark said in what he hope was an impressive Bond like tone.
The agents around the table just looked at him like he had a screw loose. He visibly deflated and gave a weak wave.
"I'm Special Agent Ponder, R&D specialist. Dr. Director sent me to Middletown base to, uh, lend you a hand," Mark said while looking straight at Kim.
Ron's eyes widened as he quickly hobbled over to Kim, who had gone stiff at hearing Mark.
"Hey! Glad for the help! Welcome to the team!" Ron said cheerfully while wrapping his arm around Kim's shoulders and giving her a squeeze.
"Yeah, glad for the help," Kim mumbled as she forced a smile on her face.
R&D had always been Wade's domain within Team Possible. The fact the her superior had gone over her head to replace her friend didn't settle well. She had bigger things to worry about, however.
A wide smile split Mark's face.
"Glad to be here! And just in time, it seems."
Kim looked on curiously as Mark took of the backpack he was wearing and settled it on the ground.
Mark winked at her as he unzipped the bag and pulled out the object that was inside it.
"This, my friends, is the answer to all of our problems!"
Ron and Kim blinked at the object he was holding.
In his hands was a metallic sphere, about the size of a basketball.
Mark hesitated a bit before answering.
"I was at Middletown base before I was sent here. Agent Du let me use whatever was scavenged from Wade's house, and well, I came across this blueprint on Wade's computer that he must have been working on...."
Mark gulped when he met Kim's suddenly intense olive green eyes. Ron contemplated stepping in to break up the tense staring contest, but the rigid set of Kim's shoulders sent shivers down his spine.
Kim closed her eyes and took a deep breath, before letting it out slowly, relaxing her body.
"...After we take care of this situation, you and I are going to head over to G.J. headquarters and have a long talk with 'Dr. Director'," Kim said evenly, her eyes flashing when mentioning Betty.
Mark looked confused for a second before comprehension and sorrow filled his eyes. Kim quirked an eyebrow at the sudden shift.
"Ms. Possible.... I guess you didn't hear what's been happening while you've been here," Mark said softly, his face grim, as he ran a hand through his hair.
A sinking feeling filled Kim's gut.
10 times 10 equals 100.
Shego slowly limped her way through the abandoned department store, her battered body barely covered by her cat suit which was in tatters. She leaned heavily on a metal pole that she was using as a makeshift crutch. After hours of evading and fighting off Go bots, she had managed to escape into an empty Smarty Mart.
The capitol of Georgia is Atlanta.
Shego kept her eyes trained ahead of her, focused on getting to the pharmacy. She tried her best not to notice her seriously injured left leg. Especially the way that her fractured shin bone was sticking out of the skin.
The square root of 16 is 4.
Shego hobbled over to the pharmacy counter and stared at the locked door with exhausted, pain filled eyes. Raising a finger, she squeezed her eyes shut and barely managed to engulf her finger in plasma. It instantly went out when coughs racked her body, blood escaping her mouth and splattering the wall. Never before in her life has the need to just give up and cry like a baby been so tempting.
Suddenly, the pole she was using snapped at its base. With cry of surprise and pain, Shego crumbled to the ground. She was still and silent for moment before her shoulder's shook as she tried to contain her sobs of frustration.
2,4,6,8,10,12....
Shego shifted her left leg slightly, which she instantly regretted.
"FUCK!" Shego cried out as she clutched at her left leg, unable to ignore the blinding pain any longer. And it wasn't just the leg. She was positive that she broke at least three ribs and had multiple sprained muscles. Not to mention the very possible chance of internal bleeding...
"F-fuck.." Shego sniffled as she laid on her back, staring at the dark ceiling with tear filled eyes, clutching at her leg, tears of frustration and shame rolling down her dirt streaked face. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so helpless and weak before.
Shego's head lolled to the side as blood dripped out of the corner of her mouth, sniffles occasionally escaping her. Shego new that she must have punctured something internal. It was only a matter of time before the internal bleeding finished her off.
"D-dammit," Shego groaned, as she stared up at the dark ceiling. "Just make this pain go a-away."
She didn't know who she was pleading too, and she didn't care. The pain slivering through her body was unbearible.
I've always appreciated that Hego is so resolute in believing that I'm not completely evil.
Shego's sniffles subsided as a calming feeling filled her stomach and a small smirk crossed her face. Leave it to her pain-in-the-ass conscious to offer her the mercifully relief from the pain.
Despite being an attention whore, I missed the days when Mego and I use to team up to knock Hego off his high horse.
Numbness started to replace to blinding pain. Instead of worrying about what that meant, Shego just smiled and closed her eyes, a few stray tears sliding down her cheeks.
I regret that I didn't spend as much time with the Wegos. I'm sure they'll grow up to be amazing heroes.
Shego slowly opened her eyes and stared wonderingly into the darkness. Her entire body felt numb, and she could feel unconsciousness creeping up on her. She desperately reached for that state of darkness, anything that would take her away from her suffering body.
It...felt nice...REALLY nice...when I hugged Kimmie.
Shego's eyes started to close as she recalled hugging the redhead after the incident with Wade.
Just being around Kimmie...is like bathing in the summer sun.
With a soft sigh, Shego closed her eyes and felt her body relaxed as numbness spread throughout her system. Her mind was filled with thoughts of the young hero who was her rival and now, her newest friend. Before darkness claimed her, she imagined she was back at Middletown base, hugging Kim in that empty room. Except, instead if ending the hug when she was feeling better, Kim pulled back a little before raising her head and standing on her tip toes to gently press her petal soft pink lips against Shego's luscious black ones. Only hesitating a second, Shego tightened her arms around the redhead and deepened the kiss, hungrily drinking in the taste that was purely Kim.
"Anti virus?" Ron looked at Mark blankly.
Mark sighed in aggravation while pinching the bridge of his nose.
Kim's lips twitched as she noticed Mark's reaction to Ron. It was something Wade had done many times when Ron failed to understand a simple concept.
After getting over the shock and disbelief that Betty Director was currently in intensive care, fighting for her life, and that Team Impossible, an elite G.J. team, had gone missing, Mark had begun explaining the device.
"Lets see if I understand what you're saying," Kim began, leaning over the map covered table. The other agents, Ron, and Mark looked at her curiously.
"You're saying that the Go bots are basically the result of some kind of virus like entity, and that the core of this virus is at Go Tower."
Mark nodded, a smile crossing his features. He still couldn't believe he was working with the Kim Possible.
"And you believe that at the core of this 'virus' is a device like this sphere here," Kim gestured to the metallic shere that was resting on the table. "And this sphere here is designed to counteract this virus?"
"Exactly!" Mark said excitedly. "After I saw the initial blue prints to the 'Humanoid Replicating Virus' and what it did, I instantly recognized that what has been happening in Go City must have something to do with it."
Ron still looked confused as he scratched his head while a dark look filled Kim's eyes.
"But didn't you say Wade was still working on it? Why would it be in Go city?" Ron looked quizically at everyone around the table.
"When Wade was attacked..." Mark trailed off, looking wearily at Kim. He made a mental note to stop mentioning the boy genius. It seemed it was still a sensitive issue for the red head. He also decided it would be a bad idea to clairify that whoever made the virus didn't use Wade's blueprints.
The plans Mark had found were incomplete. They were basically an outlince with a few worked out formulas. He estimated that it would have taken Wade years to figure out all the complex mechanisms and physics need to be able to produce a virus that could make hundreds of complex robots out of seemingly nothing. Whoever made it was most likely a league higher than Wade in smarts. A fact that Mark decided wasn't wise to tell Kim.
He wasn't even too sure if his device would work. It was based primarily on one of Wades theoretical concepts on an "evolving anti-virus". Basically, once it hooked up to a viral core, it would automatically adjustits own schematics to counter and take over the virus.
"It doesn't matter, for now anyways," Kim eventually said, pushing back her dark thoughts. "It doesn't change the fact that to use this thing, we have to make it to Go Tower."
The table was silent for a moment.
"I don't know," one of the other agents said. "We barely have the power to just hold back those bots...I still say we need to withdraw from Go City. What with Dr. Director lying on her death bed and with the disappearance of Team Impossible. Not to mention our loses are steadily increasing... If we leave, we can resupply and come back with a better startegy now that we know what we're dealing with."
"I am totally for that," Ron said hopefully, turning pleading eyes to Kim.
Kim frowned at the the thought of admitting defeat, but she had to admit that the odds right now were stacked heavily against them. There was this small voice, however, telling her that doing so would mean abandoning Shego. Just thought of it pulled at her heart.
"On the other hand," Mark began while stepping in front of Ron, making sure his begging features weren't seen by Kim. "We can have all the forces retreat while a small team stays behind. If we can just get a small team to make it to the core and activate this device, we could reprogram the virus so that the Go bots work for us. If we convert the Go bots, we can have them assist us in anyway we want. We could have them help repair the damage they've done, search for those who are MIA-"
"What?" Kim said loudly, startling everyone around her.
"Er, looking for people who are MIA...?" Mark said carefully.
Ron stepped around Mark and saw the deep look in Kim's eyes as she stared blankly at the map on the table. Particularly at a certain alley...
Ron wasn't sure how he felt about Shego being a motivating factor for Kim willing to risk their lives in the city, but he did owe the thief his and Kim's life...But they were talking about lives here. Was Shego's life really worth that much? Was she worth the sacrifice? Surely Kim would realize that the smart decision would be to leave the city, regroup, and try again. Abandoning Shego would be a more cost effective than trying find her in this hellhole of a city. The odds were just too heavily stacked against them this time.
"Kim."
Everyone turned their eyes towards Ron.
Ron gave Kim what he hoped was a comforting smile.
"I think the motto 'Any thing's possible for a Possible' applies to this situation."
Like abandoning Shego instead of committing suicide!
Ron watched as Kim blinked as comprehension filled her eyes. Except instead of a somber realization, he saw that familiar gleam of determination.
She beamed a smile at her friend, and Ron couldn't help but feel he would regret his words.
"Me and my big stupid mouth," Ron muttered as he sat in the back of a Global Justice truck, which was currently heading out of the city. Despite his best efforts to stay, Kim forced him to leave the city with the other injured agents since he was next to useless with his injured ankle. He couldn't believe that he had helped Kim make the decision to stay and that she would force him, her best friend and boyfriend, to retreat like a coward and wait to hear the fate of the girl he loved. Sure, he was dead on his feet, but he was positive that Kim needed his emotional support. He was just thankful that she agreed to take Rufus with her.
Ron sighed dejectedly as he watched the passing landscape.
"Shego....is she really that important to you, KP?" Ron whispered.
Softly singing an old folk song, Yori watched the clouds outside the airplane pass by.
She didn't think about the fact that she no longer felt her spiritual connection to her Sensei.
She didn't think about how she had this gut feeling that it would be the last time she saw the Yamanouchi School.
She didn't think about the fact that one of the worlds greatest weapons against evil was sitting in a bag in the compartment above her.
She didn't think about how she was going to meet the young man who had managed to stir her heart before breaking it when he chose another to commit to.
She didn't think about this oppressing feeling in her soul, telling her that things would only get worse.
No, she didn't think about any of those things.
She just listlessly watched the clouds pass by while humming an old folksong, telling herself she wasn't thinking any of those things.
to be continued...
AN: Yeah, I was planning on having Tyson unveil his plan, but it just felt too soon. So I'm going to hold back for now. But yea, I'm looking for a beta reader to make the editing process go faster. So let me know if you're interested. Read and review! I'll keep updating, I promise!!
And no more previews people. I'm constantly changing my mind about things, so I decided previews were pointless at this point.