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Kim Possible: Marvels
By LJ58
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"You should be safe enough here for a while," Kim told him as she finally landed near the Possible building after carrying Wade directly back to her own home.
Wade looked around uneasily, and shook his head.
"It's also the first place Dr. Director will think to look," he advised her.
"She won't be looking anytime soon, though. I suspect she's got a lot on her hands just now, and it may take a while for her to even consider hunting you."
Wade looked skeptical, and then looked down at the ragged remnants of his pants, which were all he wore.
"Well, I do need to clean up."
"Go in, relax, and when I get back, we'll assess how well my serum managed to alter your other side. It was only a first try, so let's not get too worried just yet."
"From what you said, it sounded like my subconscious is still in charge," he frowned. "Just…more vocal about it."
"Well, you didn't turn on me. And you were pretty focused on Viper, or whatever they were calling themselves now."
"Well, I was pretty mad at them all this time, too," Wade admitted.
Kim nodded.
"Maybe that focus is what we need to work on. We'll see," she lifted into the air, and hovered before him. "Tell the fam I'll be back as soon as I can. So don't worry, Wade. You have the Possibles on your side," she smiled as her mask slid back down into place after parting to let her talk to him.
He watched as she flew off, her rockets almost silent as her distance increased rapidly, and then he turned to eye the familiar building that had once been his home, too.
He did need to clean up, but he had been telling the truth. This was the first place GJ and Dr. Director would be looking for him, so he needed to get out, and fast. After he cleaned up, and got a few pieces of gear. He headed for a back door he could use, and hoped Kim would understand that he was going to have to use a few lessons from his own youth, and disappear.
At least, for a while.
~KP~
"Sentry, check-in," Kim called out after rebooting her Kimmunicator, and resetting their original frequency she had used for all her equipment. "Anyone online out there?"
"Android here. We are cleaning up after Shego ended this fray."
"Sting here," Bonnie's blatantly tired voice sounded. "Sounds like you did make it," she said without surprise.
"I'm fine. Has anyone heard from the others?"
"Not a peep. But our comms were offline after Electronique did something. This is the first we've heard from anyone," Sting admitted.
"Okay. I'm headed to check on them, then, if you guys don't need any help."
"We're fine. And Shego is headed that way, too," Android told her.
"I may beat her there, then," Kim grinned as she altered her course, and went suborbital.
"Don't count on it," Sting actually sniggered now. "I think the green meanie learned a few new tricks."
Kim said nothing to that as she just routed all power to her jets, and again marveled at her armor's ability to negate inertia for the most part. It made her wonder what else was part of that alien tech General Hastings had finally let her dad study back after that old UFO was finally parceled out for research. She'd love to know what else they had, but even she didn't have that much clearance.
Focusing on Ron and Brick, and realized she wasn't reaching their comms, which meant something else since distance was no factor for her satellite-based Kimmunicator. Likely they were being jammed at the source. She tried to reach Bebe, and knew someone was jamming then, because Bebe was always online.
That meant trouble if those jammers were still up, and active. She wished she could go faster, but even she had limits. She'd have to look into that.
~KP~
"Fist," the faux queen hissed knowingly as she turned to see the first pair through the door as her six guards tensed at the intrusion.
Then two of them frowned in confusion.
"Captain Sabid," the true queen addressed one of the men. "That woman is an imposter sent to destroy our land, and our world. Arrest her," she demanded firmly, and in a tone that bespoke of authority.
"Yep, she's a real queen," Brick murmured as two of the guards turned, and the other four moved to make a solid line before the throne, and the furiously scowling imposter.
"You seem to know me," Ron commented, seeing the ripples in that false face as the woman standing there showed more of a temper than expected.
"Know you! Know you! I was going to be powerful! A true queen! Leader of the witless commoners that mocked and disdained me just because I was above them!"
"Oh, boy," Brick murmured, moving to pick his spot as Bebe flanked him. "Another nutcase."
Camille Leon, disowned heiress for reasons the family had never publically disclosed, morphed back to her own, willowy, and less than attractive self, and glared at them.
"Gemini told me the truth," she hissed at them even as Patriot launched his shield, and it bounced once off a wall, and rammed into the back of one of the big guards standing with Camille.
The same one that had just backhanded both real guards, and left them sprawling out cold on the floor between them. The same one that ignored the blow to his nape as he just stood there glaring back at Brick as he and Bebe moved closer.
"They are automatons," Bebe declared. "More of the pretender's work."
"I guessed," Brick shouted, raising a new digital shield just in time to block the energy blast that still threw him halfway back across the room that came from said guard's raised finger.
"It's never easy," Ron sighed. "Your highness, I suggest you wait outside," Ron said as he began to glow blue.
The wide-eyed queen gaped as he blossomed with cerulean light as the black-skinned woman grabbed another guard's hand in a burst of speed, and ripped off the digit it was trying to point at her. Another guard slammed a massive fist into her side, and sent her flying to smash into the stone walls, cracking them when she hit. She simply stood up, and glared.
"That was your last chance to cooperate," Bebe declared, and her hands roiled with green flame.
"Who are you people," Durana cried as more guards came running, and quickly surrounded their queen since the imposter had now dropped her mask.
"Don't worry majesty," a guard assured her, five of the nine men moving up behind them now surrounding her, and escorting her out of the throne room, as the others took posts at the door, and took aim on the strangers.
"Wait! Those three," she quickly pointed, "Are our champions who came to aid us. The false guards, and that woman are the enemy. They came to destroy us!"
"They will not get the chance," the sergeant snarled, and took aim at the woman.
Even as Bebe slammed into another of the four guards ignoring the gunfire ricocheting around them, the apparent guard was torn to pieces in her deceptively small hands, and then she turned even as Ron leapt down atop another guard, the one with the managed hand, and levered his weight so he somehow flipped the tall robotic sentry up, and through the air to land hard on its face halfway across the room.
Patriot, meanwhile, was dodging blaster fire, and dancing around the room looking for an opening.
"This would be easier with KP here to help," Ron complained, his target already standing up, still ignoring the gunfire as the human guards could do little else.
Bebe continued to rip into the robot she was facing as the others focused on keeping Fist and Patriot away as the third sentry stood unmoving to protect Camille.
"Okay, time to pull out the stops," Ron growled, and his right hand began to glow even brighter. Just before he slammed a hard fist right through the robot.
Which then grabbed him, and through him across the entire room.
Had he not recovered, and turned to bound off the wall, landing near the guards, he would have hit hard enough to break bone.
"This is not going well," he complained. "I'm going to have to….."
The ornate glass high in the throne room's walls suddenly shattered, and a blazing figure slammed into the unyielding robot, shearing it in half even as two bright bursts of glittering emerald fire shot out, and decapitated two more robots.
Then the glowing figure dimmed, and Shego turned to face Bebe, asking, "You got that one, Metal-Head?"
Bebe stood up, and dropped the handful of wiring and crushed parts she held, and faced her.
"Affirmative. Your aid is unnecessary, Shego," she named her.
"Shego," one of the men rasped, and aimed his weapon again.
"Stand down," Ron shouted, spotting the man, and hearing his reaction. "She's on our side this time. As for Copycat," he said turning to face the horrified shape-shifter just staring at Shego.
"Impossible," Camille was muttering. "The plan was perfect. You had to pay," she said, her eyes now locked on Ron. "You were supposed to pay. He promised…."
"What did I ever do to you," Ron demanded as the team now closed on Camille as the guards warily formed a line in front of the queen who was daringly stepping forward now that the danger seemed over.
"You know what you did! You killed the only man I ever loved. The only man that ever saw my greatness. You have to die for what you did to him," the woman screeched.
"Uh, yeah," Patriot grimaced. "Definitely nuts."
"I am not crazy," the woman screamed, and went to her knees, bawling.
"Who did he kill," Shego asked as she walked forward, not even trying to threaten her.
"Fu….Fu…Fukishima. My glorious warrior. My wonderful paramour. He was my equal. He…."
"I didn't kill him," Ron told her. "Gemini lied. Again."
"But…."
She looked up at Ron, and shook her head as he tried to keep the utter disgust off his face at the idea of anyone kissing that two-faced traitor that had tried to kill his own to help Monkey Fist rise to power.
"Camille," Ron called her as he stepped forward. "I didn't kill him. I haven't even seen him in over three months. And I left him alive back then. If anyone, Gemini is to blame here. He's been playing everyone. And I mean everyone."
"Fuki is alive," she whimpered, her thin, lower lip trembling.
"He's alive," Ron nodded, not adding, 'And probably hiding under a very big rock.'
"Global Justice! Nobody move," came the shout as armed men flooded into the palace, and Shego turned even as a shrill whine sounded, and a red and gold figure flew in through the same window she had earlier.
Kim landed near Patriot, still carefully eyeing the wreckage around them, and asked, "What'd I miss?"
Shego just threw back her hand, and laughed.
"Is this madness finally over," the young queen finally dared to ask.
It didn't stop Shego from continuing to laugh.
~KP~
"I can't believe you missed the fight," Ron grinned at Kim as she flew the Kimminator back, Shego in the co-pilot seat watching every move.
Ron and Brick were in the rear, Camille bound, and currently huddled on the back cargo floor with Bebe standing silent vigil over the woman in case of any last second attempts to escape.
"I can't believe you just pointed at that window and it fixed itself."
"Turns out you were right," Shego shrugged at Kim. "My powers are a lot more versatile than even I realized."
"And yet you still only use an estimated fifty percent of your full potential based on my new observations. I fail to comprehend why you continue to fear your own power," Bebe declared.
"You, zip it," Shego shot over her shoulder. "I got the job done, and the danger is over, and the bad guys beat. Right?"
Kim only frowned, no longer wearing her armor, but looking ready to fight all the same.
"Right," Shego demanded uneasily when she read that expression.
"Maybe," she said. "I have to know, Shego. Just how much do you trust Dr. Director?"
"Bets? But…she's the good guy. Right?"
"I'll admit, yeah, I was blinded at first, too. She's got a very solid reputation in some circles. She's strong, gutsy, and not afraid to do what needs doing. She's got a record some retired generals couldn't match, and she's still going. I even admired a lot of her work, too, and loved her initial prospectus for both Global Justice, and her Marvel teams. Still…."
"Still," Shego prompter her as Ron and Brick just listened.
"She was ready to sacrifice all of us just to take out one guy. One guy. Yeah, it was Gemini, and he was obviously insane."
"And you're wondering if it runs in the family."
Kim shot her a sour look, but didn't comment at first.
"I get she's determined to do the job at all cost. Only she's willing to cross a few too many lines that shouldn't be crossed. You don't sacrifice your own, and write them off without even considering other options. It is not the way you are supposed to work. Not if you want to call yourself one of the good guys."
"This isn't about you getting booted, is it," Shego realized.
"No. Not even close. I even get what she was thinking there. But she was about to kill Wade, or exile him to some weird dimension after just….using him the same way Gemini planned. She didn't even pretend to consider options, or try to find alternatives to that one. She just fixed on the one ploy, and refused to listen."
"Sometimes," Patriot told her, "An act of desperation is all you can see when you let the battle overwhelm you," he explained.
"I get it, Patriot," she nodded back at him, sticking to code-names with Camille on board. "I know how things can look really bad when you fix on any one thing too long. But that's exactly why you need to stop, step back, and review all the options. Instead of just fixing on one."
"So, just what are you saying," Shego asked.
"I know you guys were wondering about me," Kim finally said as they flew on in silence, ignoring the GJ escort of four VTOL's they had. "So, here's my new plan. No, I'm not coming back to GJ."
"That's a shame. We could obviously use you," Brick told her.
"That said," Kim went on. "Dr. Director did have a good idea. She just implemented it wrong, and mishandled it."
"Yeah," Shego asked, not sounding surprised.
"Sentry is a good idea. A very good idea. Making it one more strike team for GJ, and misusing the assets isn't. We need to be more proactive instead of waiting in the wings for things to go bad. You want good PR? Then get out and do more than punch morons. I know a few Marvels on the other side of the law. Most of them are there because they don't have other options. We could help there, too, instead of just waiting for them to brerak the alw, and then putting them right back in jail."
"Now you're being naïve," Shego muttered.
"Really? I'm not talking about Crash and Bang, Shego. I'm talking about poor people who are more victims than not. Like Battalion. Even Lenny only started robbing banks because he couldn't get a job anywhere."
"Not even construction," Ron asked. "Because he would be great there. That guy is a living bulldozer."
"Unions don't like one-man crews," Patriot advised.
"Exactly. Which leaves guys like Lenny with few options. Maybe we could help them. Maybe we can show all those out there like him that there are options beyond what everyone else is allowing."
"And if they don't accept," Shego asked bluntly.
"You tell me. If you blew off Dr. Director, what are your options, Shego?"
Shego scowled now.
"See what I mean? I'm actually surprised they didn't try coming after me since I did kind of show them up at their own…."
Kim, no idiot, caught the expression on Shego's face.
"Really," the redhead asked. "They wanted to bring me down, too?"
"You were making them look bad. After this fiasco, you're going to make them look a lot worse. Still…Wade?"
"He's safe. And staying safe," Kim said mulishly.
"I'm actually glad. You're right, Bets wasn't listening to anyone. Only what can we do about that? She is the boss."
"Only because you let her be. What if she wasn't?"
"Want to explain that one," Shego asked now.
"Suppose Sentry wasn't part of GJ. Suppose we didn't even keep Sentry together at all? Suppose we had a team of civic-minded Marvels that stood for what was right, and did things above and beyond, but didn't answer to anyone like Dr. Director, or the U.N. governing council? Imagine the possibilities?"
"You mean….vigilantes," Patriot asked uneasily, already having skirted that one more than a few times.
Kim smiled slyly.
"Not….technically," she said.
"That's your sneaky look Stoppable mentioned. Isn't it? Isn't it?"
Kim only smirked.
"Oy! I'm probably going to regret this, but….I'm willing to listen," Shego finally told her.
"So am I," Ron added. "I have to say, this little experiment didn't really work out all that well considering."
"I'll say. I got outted to DeMenz, lost my apartment, and we almost let the world get blown up under our noses. Can it get any worse," Patriot grumbled.
"We haven't told Bets we are quitting yet," Shego reminded them.
"We are," Ron sputtered. "Oh, right," he blushed as Kim just glanced back at him. "So, is this going to be Team Possible?"
Kim sighed as Shego groaned, and rolled her eyes.
To Be Continued…..
