Author's Note: This is the second part to Raging Hearts. Most can be read and understood without reading the first part, but reading this earlier work can clarify critical plot points.


Disclaimer: Kim Possible and all characters portrayed and/or implied inside that television animated program belong solely unto Walt Disney Productions.


Pivotal Point

Annie receives her owners' signal buzzing the computer lab.

"What's the problem, Annie?" Wade inquires.

"Wade, Tim, Jim, Kim's awake and needing you three inside sickbay immediately".

"We're headed that way now," all three answer simultaneously.

"And what's your next gambit, Honey?"

"That will depend on how you answer my next question, Mama".

Anne suspects her daughter's question but asks anyway, "What's your question?"

"It's really a two-part question," Kim warns her to pay attention. "Do you wish to return unto your former life as Dr. Charlotte Anne Possible? Or do you wish to assume a new identity joining Shego, Hannah, and me. That choice is yours".

"I'm sorry baby I can't answer that without consulting your brothers," Annie postpones answering.

"Well, let me state with absolute certainty," Jim casts his vote. "I don't want to return".

"Me neither," Tim sides with his brother.

Wade didn't initially say anything. He studied the redhead's micro expression finally stating, "I'm figuring you're about to resurrect G.J. and reinstate Dr. Director".

Kim nods her head, "Yes".

"I thought so," Wade cedes. "It's what my best friend would do. I don't wish to go back either".

"Well, that settles my vote. I'll stay with my babies," Anne opens her arms hugging her boys.

"I must return," Macsen drops his head. Knowing, he's returning unto an empty life.

Kim discerns his deep sorrow. He didn't wish to return, but knew, he must. Kim's last gambit would never work without his sacrifice. "You can join us later. Call when you're ready, Uncle Macsen".

"I will," he promises, leaving sickbay.

Every Good Turn

"Alright, everyone's cast his/her vote. Where does that leave us, Princess?"

"Annie, initiate death protocol Echo Gama 4".

"Initiating now, Kim".

Annie hooks into a recon satellite beaming a covert signal into Middleton. The signal deactivates the ventilator keeping Anne's clone alive. No assistance breathing. The clone quickly goes into cardiac arrest. Alarm blare over the CCU. "Crash team Code Blue, Crash Team Code Blue..."

"It's done, Kim," Annie alerts her owner. "Doctors are working to resuscitate your mom's clone, but they'll ultimate fail".

"Good," Kim advances her plan. "Annie, release Stardust and Foxtail, and contact Doctor Lim".

Annie buzzes Dr. Lim's lab.

"Miss Possible?" He returns her page.

"Doctor, did Commander Price and his EOD specialist successfully disarm and you remove Betty Director's neural compliance implant?"

"Yes, Ma'am, we succeeded in removing the implants".

"Good," her plan could move forward. "Have the chip bagged as evidence. Wake up Dr. Director and Will Du. It's time we return them home".

"I understand, Ma'am," he disconnects, doing as told.

Back in sickbay. "What do we do now, Princess?"

"We don't do anything".

"Then who?"

"This is Stardust and Foxtail's show, Shego".

"Our clones?" Shego couldn't understand why.

Anne voices her concerns, "Aren't they dangerous?"

"Very," Kim doesn't deny that fact. "My clone's an assassin. Shego's is her muscle/bodyguard".

"What can they do, Princess?" Shego could tell Anne wanted but hesitated voicing her doubts. Her daughter's BeeBee army became overprotective since BeeBee Prime lost consciousness.

"Sell our cover story, something we can't do at this point," she reassures everyone there.

"Don't worry. They'll be destroyed before this op's over," Kim assures them all.

Tense Reunion

"Get in there," a guard shoves Dr. Director inside Will Du's cell.

He leaps off his cot backing against his bars, "Director?"

"Who do I look like? The pope?" She glares him down shaking her head condescendingly.

He glares back perplexingly over her uncharacteristic sarcasm.

"It's me, Commander".

"What are you doing here?"

Dr. Director never get a chance to respond.

Kim and Shego walks into their cell. Guards spread in every direction. Guns trained on them. "She isn't here to do anything. I'm here to return you two..."

"Return us? Where?" Dr. Director dreaded going to prison.

"Global Justice," Shego states candidly.

Dr. Director loses her temper. She'd spent a lifetime building up Global Justice. These two single-handedly trashed her life's work within a month. She couldn't bear their condescension. Dr. Director backhands Shego's clone spiriting, "I won't go to prison. I'd rather be..."

"Rather what? Be dead?" Kim's clone draws her dagger staring towards the prisoner. "Well, I'll be happy to oblige you".

"Princess, don't," Shego's clone gasps, struggling to breathe.

Kim's clone backs up cautiously, not taking her eyes off the prisoners. "What's wrong, Emmy?"

Shego's clone arches her back crying in resonating pain. Sharp muscle spasms ripple up and down her body. "We need them a... alive," she heaves to breathe, then loses cohesion breaking down into a pile of green goo.

"Oh, Shego," Kim's clone tears up glaring hard towards the one responsible.

Blood In Her Eyes

Will recognizes that bloodlust. He'd seen the same in her counterpart's eyes during Lil' Diablo. "So, what happened?" He tries to distract this unstable clone.

Dr. Director opens her mouth.

"Don't say a damn thing," Kim's clone silences the older redhead. "You even look at me cross-eyed or make any sudden moves. I'll slice your throat and return him alone".

"Shackle and get them ready for transport," Kim's clone orders the guards.

"What next clone?" Will Du inquires about their fates.

"You'd best hope I don't destabilize like my lover," Kim cautious him against trying something stupid. "If I do, before I can clear your names..."

"Clear our names?"

"I can clear you both and save your precious Global Justice," she assures the young man. "You'd best hope I last long enough".

"Or else what?"

"Chairman Marshal will send you both to Ryker's Island".

Dr. Director opens her mouth about to say something, but shuts up hearing rifles cock roundabout her, front, back, and sides.

Ryker's Island wasn't even an island period. It was a desolate stretch of Antarctic wilderness. Few knew its exact location. Prisoners sent there no longer exist, dead as far as the world knew. Executions were carried out within a year of arriving, usually by firing squad. "I don't wish to go there".

"You'd best watch her, and make sure she doesn't try something else stupid," Kim's clone glares towards Dr. Director. "She's already killed my lover".

Will Du glimpses back towards his mentor. She mouths her next question. Will asks, "Where are the Possibles?"

"Dead," Kim clones answers him curtly. "I'm the last".

"How'd they perish?"

"Dr. Vittori called me to report. Anne Possible went into cardiac arrest 2-hours ago. Doctors did everything they could. She died, never regaining consciousness. My counterpart's brothers perished while fighting Fukushima to save Earth. You'll hear the rest within chambers during your retrial".

"Retrial? I don't understand, Miss Possible?"

"Well, first off, I'm not the real Kim Possible," she corrects him. "I'm her clone. Second, Chairman Marshal hired Shego and me to bring you both to justice. Shego can no longer fulfill her obligations. She's dead. I must do this for both of us. I sent word ahead alerting the chairman. I'm bringing you two into chambers. They're there and waiting. That way, I can clear your names and save Global Justice".

Inside Chambers

A thousand questions flood his mind. Dr. Director mouthed numerous question. Will simply chose to ignore them. They rode the next 4-hours in absolute silence. He prayed under his breath his mentor didn't do anything stupid that could get them outright killed or worse sent to Ryker's Island.

Their SUV pulled up near the SSC building's back entrance. Eight guards meets their SUV with various assault rifles drawn. Six surround the vehicle, while two open the back driver's side door.

"Miss," a guard tips his hat.

"Secure the prisoners, both are still considered extremely dangerous," she cautious him. "For now. Who knows what the bosses will decree after they hear all the evidence".

"I understand, Agent Possible," he acknowledges her rank. "Chairman Marshal's waiting on us inside closed chambers".

"Good," she couldn't be happier. This mission was about over. She could sever ties with G.J. and move on. "Lead the way, SAIC Erickson," she reads his name tag.

"This way, Miss," he leads her through a maze of halls then opens Stairwell C, and starts his way upstairs, while his team shadows the prisoners every step. SAIC Erickson steps off the 6th floor, leads them down another hallway lined with offices and through the double doors at the end.

"Good to see you, Miss Possible," Chairman Marshal greets her only clone agent.

Kim could tell they were inside SSC Chambers. These people were so stuck on themselves. Their 'chamber' was an oval chamber resembling a medieval court. Walls lined with portraits of the many council members, past and present, who'd contributed the most unto their cause. The current council members sat atop a raised dais towering over the plaintiff and prosecutors.

"Good to be here, Chairman Marshal".

"Where are your brothers?"

"They're dead," she answers dryly.

"Dead? How?"

"They perished while fighting Fukushima in..." She didn't get a chance to complete what else she was trying to testify.

Questions, And More Questions

"Fukushima?" Chairman Marshal stammers, seeking clarity, as though she'd heard this witness wrong somehow.

"Yes, Ma'am," the clone's expression remains dead serious and dry.

"I thought Gemini, Drakken, and Stillwater spearheaded this insanity," Councilwoman Sanchez only proclaims what everyone else was thinking.

"No, Ma'am, they were puppets," the clone opens the floor with this declaration.

"What do you mean puppets?" Councilman Romera probes exactly what she meant. He didn't want any misunderstandings tainting their ruling here.

"And how do you know this?" Councilman Lehmann questions her testimony's reliability.

Kim's clone sympathized with both men's concerns, but answers the later first. "I know this because I'm their creation".

"Creation?" Council Marshal inquires.

"A clone," she tricks them into answering the right question. That way, she could really grab their attention and get this inquiry going in the right direction.

"We know you're a clone," Chairman Busch comments.

His dismissive tone told her. These idiots still weren't taking this serious. She shocks everyone there stating, "Yes, I am a clone. But, not just any clone. I'm G.J.'s creation code named Foxtail".

Guards didn't wait on orders. Every guard cocks his weapon taking direct aim, but waiting on their bosses' orders whether or not to fire.

"I wouldn't fire so soon, Chairman," Foxtail sneers in a wry tone.

"Omega 7 Alpha," Chairman Marshal imposes a mandatory gag order. Only she'd be questioning the clone from this point.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't have my men mow you down now," the chairman issues this clone an ultimatum.

Foxtail discerns the chairman's situation. She had mounting questions with few answers. Her sneer grows wider and scowl more menacing, "Simple. Kill me and you'll never learn the answers you seek".

From The Devil's Mouth

"Like what?" Chairman Marshal could pass up this opportunity.

"Who funded this coup? How Fukushima accomplish what he did? Why Dr. Director went rogue? What role did my counterparts, her family, her partner and his family, even their tech genius' deaths play during this coup? Where'd that cloud come from? Or, better yet, where'd it go? And those are only the pressing questions I can answer, Chairman".

"Stand down, but keep her covered," Chairman Marshal orders chamber guards.

"What do you know about this?"

"Simple," Foxtail didn't back down. "Ron Stoppable humiliated Fukushima by becoming his clan's greatest master, second only to its Master Sensei. Fukushima voiced his contempt. Master Sensei took administrative action banishing Fukushima. You know the rest. Fukushima sided with Monkey Fist. Team Possible stopped them on numerous occasions.

Their last battle costed Monkey Fist's life. G.J. and many enemies absolved our guilt. Fukushima never did, and swore vengeance at any cost. He waited many years planning every minute detail. He inherited Monkey Fist's estate and used that money to secure spies among HencCo and G.J.'s medical personnel".

"Why'd he specifically target our medical personnel? Why not counterintelligence? Narcotics? Or IT even?"

"This truth may sting your pride," she cautions the chairman. "Quite honestly, counterintelligence, narcotics, and IT couldn't offer him something his clan couldn't better. Your best IT profession simply couldn't measure up to theirs. Your medical staff, however, could do something his couldn't".

"And what's that?"

"HenchCo's doctors implanted Drakken, and G.J.'s tagged Dr. Director?"

"Why them? Why not Stillwater and Gemini, too?"

"You must understand these people's mindset..."

"And you know them?" Chairman Marshal questions her psychological expertise.

"I nor my counterpart ever suspected Fukushima's involvement. And yet, we consistently beat his pawns at every turn. I think, that feat alone proves my credentials. And besides, I'm a clone built by your people to topple governments. You saw how easily I destroyed G.J.".

"Fine," Marshal yields. "What was their mindset?"

Mindset

"Let backtrack during G.J.'s siege against SX-7 last compound," Foxtail rolls back the hands of time. "Their organization slowly crumbled around them. Top leaders tried to escape, only to be shot down and killed. Those remaining knew they couldn't elude capture. Hence, they enacted a special burn protocol. Stillwater and Gemini volunteered to go to prison.

Stillwater and Gemini first stole billions entrusting Fukushima with their ill-gotten gain funneling it through Monkey Fists old estate. In return, he promised to spring them within 3-years. Fukushima first laundered this money through the stock market and mom-and-pop shops overseas. He secured those medical personnel, I mentioned earlier..."

"You still haven't explained why implant the director and Drakken, but not the others," Marshal sighs in frustration.

"That's because you're forgetting case history, Chairman," Foxtail explains. "My counterpart tricked Drakken into cooperating with her plan. First, she revealed his newest employee, Atticus Cruz, wasn't simply an SX-7 spy, but the ringleader behind the organization, the long dead Jacob Stillwater, which inversely exposed Gemini being an SX-7 spy, too. She finally tricked him into exposing these men by faking his sidekicks death".

"That was when WEE assailed Necros, and G.J. hit SX-7, correct?"

"Exactly".

"That still doesn't explain Fukushima's in setting up this triple, double-cross".

"The hell it doesn't," Foxtail disputes that claim.

Her abrasive tone spooks a younger guard. He knew he couldn't kill her outright firing a warning shot. A 5.56-mm round scrapes past her temple. "Cease your aggression and step back," he cautions her one last time.

Foxtail discards his warning. She raises her arms high, twirling like a ballerina, and laughs louder.

Chairman Marshal could read her guards like a book. She knew, they intended on killing this clone, ordering, "Hold you fire".

"Go ahead, and kill me," Foxtail gives the guards enough justification to ignore that order. "You'd be doing me a favor! I'm dying anyway!" She laugh maniacally.

"Clone, how'd Fukushima play a role during all this?"

"Simple," she gets serious grabbing the podium again. "My counterpart did exactly as anticipated. She tricked Drakken into cooperating with her plan. Fukushima, though, never believed this. He reasoned, Shego would've never joined my counterpart unless Drakken, like Gemini, wasn't already a spy within the criminal community. Gemini worked under SX-7, and Drakken, Global Justice. He, therefore, ordered his medical staff to implant their perspective targets. Dr. Kovea implanted Dr. Director at G.J. HQ, while Dr. Grimes implanted Drakken at his own Middleton lair, as he mourned Shego's passing".

Secret Intentions

"What purpose did all this serve?"

"Several actually," Foxtail explains. "First, Fukushima didn't just blame Team Possible over his mentor's death. He blamed G.J., because Dr. Director sent them. Hence, he devised this scenario, where G.J. kills their own agent, Ron Stoppable. His death would set the dominoes into motion. You see, Dr. Director, Adamo Vaughn, and Fukushima, disguised as one of Dr. Director's bodyguards, shot Ron Stoppable in the back thrice, while he tried to protect his fellow agents against those spider-bots".

"But, Dr. Weizmann..."

"Caved under pressure from a chipped Dr. Director..."

"Are you saying she wasn't in control of her own actions?" Marshal asks point blank.

"Right here's the chip my people extracted from Dr. Director," she lays it atop her podium. "This model overrides one's will, even numbs the mind where he/she doesn't know what he/she's doing or even remember his/her action once done. A chipped person cannot form long-term memories. And the chip wipes his/her short-term memory, as a precautionary countermeasure".

"That's what you meant about her being a puppet?"

"Yes, Chairman," the clone nods. "Here's what may shock everyone here. Even I was his puppet".

"What?" Several council members violate the chairman's gag order.

"How's that?" Marshal excuses their infraction.

"Dr. Director didn't activate me by mistake, like we initially thought," Foxtail reveals her own vulnerability. "In fact, her puppeteer coerced her into strong arming DNAmy into creating Stardust and me..."

She'd been so preoccupied by this clone. She almost forgot there were two. Stardust wasn't here. Her men held this one at gunpoint. And she simply laughs. An ambush? That would surely explain her aberrant behavior, even for a clone. "By the way, where is Stardust?"

"Stardust and I went to wake up the prisoners. We intended on bringing them here clearing their names, now that we had all the facts straight. Dr. Director freaked, belting my partner. Sadly, our core matrices aren't stable. Stardust melted into goo. Here she is," Foxtail held up a beaker of green goo.

Marshal glances towards Dr. Director, 'Is this true?'

Dr. Director doesn't open her mouth merely nodding her head, 'Yes'.

No ambush. "Let's move on," Marshal let the clone continue with her story.

"Our creator, I don't think, ever suspected Fukushima's involvement. She did, however, know they'd kill her the instant we were created and operational. Hence, she implanted us with speciall engrams. That's what allowed us to become self-aware and overcome our programming to outsmart and expose Fukushima".

"That was your intention all along, was it not?"

"Not exactly, Chairman. We intended on destroying G.J. for creating then relentlessly trying to kill us at every turn. We blamed Dr. Director like everyone else. That's why I targeted her reputation and G.J., using the media as my surgical scalpel to dissect and divide its various departments. I didn't learn about Fukushima's involvement til about a week ago. He's dead, and I'm here to undo what he tricked me into doing. I was to atone my action before I dissolve".

Heart of the Issue

"How'd Fukushima die?"

"I regret to admit this truth. My counterpart's little brothers and Wade Load initially uncovered this rogue ninja being behind all this. They didn't trust me. Nor did Stardust or I trust them. Each knew we couldn't take him down without the other. So, we called a truce joining forces. Fukushia built a secret weapon, a thousand times deadlier than the Hela-Viper orbital military platform".

"What'd it do?"

"Well, Fukushima tapped into Cerro Azula's core siphoning its magma. Supposedly, his machine would black out targeted areas blocking satellite coverage and rendering all electronics useless. This black out should've lasted approximately 4-hours tops. Fukushima could do just about anything without fear of being exposed".

"What went wrong? His cloud nearly killed us all?"

"Fukushima stole Team Go's rainbow meteor fragment. That powered the magma drill using to tap the volcano's core. A machine can best understood as a fusion generator converted the magma into a super charged ionized gas. That cloud succeeded in blocking satellites and rendering electronics useless, but became so poisonously potent. It'd last well beyond 4-hours. In fact, it'd kill every living thing residing on the topsoil within 24-hours, and underground within a year, maybe two, tops".

"What cleared the gas cloud?"

"Jim and Tim Possible proposed..." Foxtail grabs her abdomen crying in excruciating pain. Her left hand dissolves into goo. She readjusts the control unit wrapped around that arm. The break down stops at her wrist leaving the forearm and upper arm intact.

"What's going on?" Chairman Marshal inquires, she could let this clone die before learning the truth.

"I've already told you. I'm dying, Chairman," Foxtail gasps to catch her breath. The pain subsides a little over time. "DNAmy limited our lifespans to 2-month. Well, we're about 2-week past that now. Do you really care about me? Or do you wish to know about that cloud?"

"The cloud," Chairman Marshal doesn't hesitate in answering.

Closing Remarks

"I thought so," Foxtail smiles. Human emotion never ceases to amaze her. "Jim and Tim Possible proposed a plan to reverse the cloud's ionic polarization field. That way, Earth's own magnetic field would harmlessly suck the cloud into outer space. Wade Load and them modified the weapon, while Stardust and I distracted Fukushima.

Unfortunately, he caught onto what we were doing and tried to attacking them. Luckily, they'd fused the laser and generator together firing a purple beam into the cloud. The burst revere its particles' ionic charge. The ground beneath them gave way. Fukushima, Jim and Tim Possible, and Wade Load along with the machine plummeted into the magma ravine".

"Who did survive this op?"

"Dr. Director and Will Du".

"What about Drakken?"

"My people disarmed his implant's explosive measures and removed the chip. We then cut him loose. The man's more a liability than an asset. Now I'm returning these two, along with this evidence," she slides an SSD drive forward. "That..."

Rippling pain shoots through her body. She snaps her head back and arches her back crying in way deeper pain. Her right foot dissolves into goo. "The drive," she fights for each consecutive breath, "it contains everything you need to absolve Global Justice against these international charges, even to re-instate Dr. Director".

"Wait a second," Chairman Marshal couldn't believe her ears, "you want her reinstated?'

"Yes," Foxtail nods. "We know, she's the best per..." Her left leg starts to dissolve. She swallows the pain breathing heavier. Sweat poured down her brow, "We know, she's the best candidate for this job. My counterpart would agree if here". She completely breaks down dissolving into green goo.

Back at home base. Kim kills the main overhead viewer. Tears swell up in her eyes. She rears her head back glaring into the heavens, "Well, My Love, it's over. I saved Global Justice, and had that vile woman reinstated".

Kim collapses on her knees. She wasn't crying in sorrow or anger anymore. True joy imbued her heart. She felt like she'd released a great burden. Her heart was free. She could love again. She then understood why he'd asked this seemingly impossible task.

Ron knew, her hatred would continue to fester til it consumed everything he loved about her soul.

Joyous tears flowed in an abundance as Kim lifts her hands and eyes singing, 'Because You Loved Me' (Celine Dion, 4th English Album, Falling Into You, released February 20, 1996, by Columbia Records and Epic Records).

Hannah came over joining in. She, too, dedicated this last eulogy unto her brother's memory.

New Beginnings

Shego and everyone else remains quiet, though there was a dry eye inside sickbay.

Kim and Hannah finish their song and stand up together. Hands interlocked and eyes beaming with joy once again.

"Well," Kim breaks the tension, "this is the start of our new lives".

"First, there's just one more thing we must do," Shego puts this party on hold.

"What'd I leave undone, Shego?" Kim thought she'd handled everything.

"What about Dr. D?" Shego inquires with some concern.

"He's done much to harm my family. Everything in me wishes to harm that little freak," Kim goes ahead and admits her animosity towards her lover's father figure. "I'm willing to forgive him. His life's in your hands. Decide what you will".

"I decide...this," Shego presses a select button on her arm gauntlet.

"Jettisoning Dr. Drakken's cell pod," Annie announces over the base's coms.

"Are you sure about this, Shego?" Kim inquires about her motives.

Shego senses the reason behind this inquiry clarifying, "I care about that Dimwit like a father-figure not a lover, but don't trust him any father than I could see him. And besides, I don't want him anywhere near our daughter. Just think about the perversions he'd be trying to teach her. You, me, or both would only end up killing him ourselves, which would cause trouble between us later. No one's worth that, don't you agree, Princess?"

Kim smiles, realizing Shego chose her over him, "I couldn't agree more". She wraps both her arms around the green woman's neck, pulls her into closer, and kisses her passionately.

"Alright you two," Annie breaks up the lovers' make-out session.

Flustered. Kim recover her composure asking, "Master Sensei, what will you do?"

"Return and rebuild Yamanouchi, Possible-sama".

"I can never be her again. My family and I must rebuild our lived starting with accepting brand new identities. If Yamanouchi ever needs me, you know how to contact me, Master Sensei. I promise I'll do everything within my power to help".

"I look forward to seeing you again. Your husband would've been proud of your actions this day," Master Sensei gather up his people and leaves the base.


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