Drakken impatiently waited at his computer. Sure he had to search through every registered human on the planet, but that didn't mean it wasn't agonizing. He'd in the same spot for nearly 8 hours, awaiting results from the blood scan. Sitting around his lab all day was nothing he hadn't done before, but this felt like an eternity.
The conclusion was close. Very close. He was three quarters of the way through, for the most part. Truthfully, he'd preferred this sort of solitude when he was in his lab. Having the two crime fighting twits in his lab felt only like a distraction or an inconvenience. When he was to himself, he felt the closest sense of peace he'd felt since Shego was still by his side.
"Drakken." A familiar feminine voice echoed through the stairwell of his hidden lab.
Well, a temporary peace.
His frustrated concentration was broken off, as he heard the shoes of the two children clack down his way. They turned the corner of the stone wall, clearly coming into view of the surprisingly sober blue man.
"Have you found anything out?" Kim questioned, as she approached him.
"No, but we're just about there." Drakken pivoted around in his hinged chair. They could tell he hadn't moved much since they'd left, considering the dark bags under his eyes had bags. "Dude, have you even slept?" Ron asked, stretching after such a sleepless snooze on the jet ride back.
"Not for lack of trying." He briefly responded, before turning back to the computer screen.
"I found a clue when I went to Monkey Fist." Kim informed the blue man. The clacking of his fingers on the keyboard came to an instant halt, hearing the Monkey Lord's name. He slowly turned back around in his chair, showcasing his emotional face of confusion, shock, and even annoyance.
"Monkey Fist? You went to Monkey Fist?" He said in a tone that revealed his slight frustration. "Of all the people on the planet, why in the hell would you go to him?" He asked with a twitching eye.
"Easy. I had a hunch that-
"No no no. I don't think you understand what you've just done." Drakken stops up from his chair, shakily but surely.
"Drakken, just calm down and listen to what-
"No! You listen, 'Kim' ", Drakken made quotation marks with his fingers, "You have made a grave mistake reaching out to another super villain. She knows you were there, she always knows. And what does that mean for this little plan of ours, huh? Did you ever take into thought of what she's going to do, when she finds us?" His anger began to boil so fiercely, startling even that of Kim.
"Drakken, calm down, now! You're drunk and are lacking sleep. You're going to sit back down, and listen to what I'm trying to tell you!" Kim's voice began to rise as well.
Ron just stood there. He watched in awe. He had seen his love and Drakken square off more times than he could count. But this wasn't like those times. This, was worse. Kim's anger never got the best of her, even he knew that. But with everything going on recently, he isn't surprised it's all gotten to her. Hell, if anything did surprise him, it's the fact that it took this long for her to explode. But, that didn't mean he wanted to sit back and watch.
"NO! You don't even realize it, but you've KILLED us! She will follow you here! And she will not stop until I, and the both of you, are wiped off the face of the planet!"
"We won't let that happen! If you would shut up and listen, I would tell you that he created her!" Kims voice rose even higher, echoing through the cave-like lab.
Silence.
Ron and Drakken both stared at her in awe. Nobody said a word. In that brief silence in the lab, the only sound to be heard, was the immediate alarm of the computer. It knocked the three out of their bewilderment, and turned to the computer.
"[ANALYSIS COMPLETE]"
The framed letters appeared on the monitor, with a completely full percent bar beneath it.
"Does... does that mean there's a-
"There's a match." Drakken cut off the blonde boy. The words ran colder than any tundra the two partners had ever fought in.
He slowly swiveled back around in his chair. He reached his hand up to click the final button, and reveal the identity of the killer they'd been trying so desperately to stop. But for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to press the red button. But why?
"Drakken?" Kim questioned his hesitation.
"Come on man, what are you doing?" Ron as well scolded.
He didn't answer, and he didn't move. His hand stayed perfectly still, but shook vigorously.
"Drakken!" Kim tried to knock him from his startling state. But it was no use. He couldn't help himself. He was in a state of panic, and having second thoughts.
"Dude! Just press the button!" Ron screamed right behind him.
This wasn't like Drakken. Not to mention, he was finally about to succeed in something... for once. So why was it just so damn hard for him to reveal her identity? Simple; he already knew. He may be a thundering fool, but he was not stupid. He knew how to put two and two together with all the information he had about the Rogue.
"You're hiding something.. aren't you." Kim's aggrevated tone grew hateful. Again, he didn't move.
"You don't understand..." He very quietly spoke.
He finally began to move. What the two young heroes thought as the blue man accepting the reveal on the screen, was much different than expected.
Instead of finally completing their search of the identity of the Rogue, Drakken had pressed another button. Only this one, was bright red. It began to glow as he picked his finger up from the button.
"[SAMPLE KP-20 DELETED]"
The monitor read. Everything he had, files, DNA, data, history, had all been erased. Hours and days of work from not just Drakken, but Kim and Ron as well, had been wasted.
"NO! What are you DOING!" Kim screamed in horror at the sight of all their hard work vanishing. She wanted to stop it. God did she want to stop it. But it was too late. In an instant it was all gone.
Ron was in just as much shock as she was. He thought it was finally going to be over. They were going to catch the killer, and finally put an end to it all. He has envisioned it perfectly; He and Kim, sitting on the couch in their apartment. Happily back to what they did best, without the stress or the hatred of this useless hunt on their shoulders. He was more excited than anything for it.
But the chance is gone now. The frustration began to build in him. It boiled inside of him until he finally acted without thinking.
He grabbed Drakken by the stained shirt he wore, and pinned him up against the computer system.
"Do you understand what you've done?!" Ron yelled in his face, shaking with the fiery rage.
"Listen, you two have to trust me on this one-
"Trust you? We have spent nearly a year in turmoil since this monster of a being was unleashed! And when we finally have the opportunity to find her identity, and use that to our advantage, you take it away!" Kim interrupted the blue man with her heated tone.
"You two kids don't understand how close you're flying to the sun on this one! You don't understand it now, but I am saving you from the truth! Not even you could handle what was about to unfold!" Drakken yelled back, still being pinned back by Ronald.
"This woman killed Shego! SHEGO! Your worker! Your best friend! And now you have no way of getting the Justice you deserve!" Ron fiercely replied, letting go of his shirt collar.
"You don't think I know that! You don't think I know she took away the one thing I still enjoyed, even in defeat? You don't think I've done my own wallowing? Look at me! I'm wearing a t-shirt! A T-SHIRT!" His rant made them go silent.
"Never once have I cared for you two, in the least! But this is something worse-no-something far worse than anything you've faced before. And if you keep picking at this scab, you're going to end up dead too. And there won't be any second chances this time."
He and Kim just locked eyes. She thought he wanted the Rogue dead. Hell, a few days ago she had to agree to make sure he didn't kill her himself. Why would he go through all that pain-all that suffering, just to give up right when they had their answer? He was right about one thing, she just didn't understand.
"Come on Ron." Was all the girl could say. "It's clear we wasted our time here-
FA-POOOOMMMM!
The top walls and ceiling had blown apart, toppling the stairs in the process. The stalactites and floorboards of the ground level began to cave in on the trio. Kim was blown back against the far wall, hitting the back of her head on the side of the table. The force of the explosion knocked the overly-large computer setup on Drakken, who pushed Ron out of the way to avoid the blow.
Drakken's house on the ground level, began to burn aflame. Some of which, started spreading down to the secret cave-like lab.
Kim yelped in pain, feeling the hard metal up against the back of her skull. It didn't knock her cold, but her vision was definitely blurry. All she could make out, was the bright orange color of the flames, and the flickering lights that hung from the ceiling, only being supported by one now half destroyed cord.
"R-Ron." She tried to call out, but couldn't see anything past the bright glowing flames. She had been in situations like this enough times to know her vision would clear up eventually, but she needed to get everyone out of there-and now.
As she helped herself back to her feet, she looked up at the large spreading inferno. It quickly began to eat up the smaller wooden pieces in the lab, before making its way to the large power cords. She loudly gasped at such a sight, well aware as to what will happen if it reaches the thick electrical cords. If she was to save everyone, she had to act fast.
Ron was forced back by Drakken's surprisingly strong push, impacting against one of the vertical glass pods against the wall. Glass broken into a thousand shards, some of which were compressed between the floor and Ron's heavy fall. He could feel the sharp pieces dig into his back and tear up his black mission sweater in the process, causing him to scream in agony.
It didn't take long for him to wrap his head around the situation. Yes he had glass in his back, but he was a fighter. He knew now was not a time for panic, but a time for action.
He rolled over to his side, letting the shards fall off his back in order for him to get up. He used part of the metal framing around the broken glass to help himself to his feet, but didn't quite make it very far.
As his heels touched the ground, he was again knocked back to the ground. But this time, by a powerful kick. He felt a heavy boot briefly impact against his chest, knocking the air from his lungs. He violently coughed, as he looked up at the fiery blaze in shock.
He only saw the outline of the girl. The thin but fit stature, the frizzy hair, the baggy mission pants. He was... confused. Shocked, even. What was Kim doing?
"KP! What are you doin-
He stopped. The figure he believed to be his wonderful redhead, began to slowly reach for its back. The grading sound of sharp metal along plastic and leather could be heard. But the deciding factor, was her face. When she turned to look at him, that's when he saw them.
The red eyes.
Ron loudly gasped in realization. She was here. And it was time to complete her mission.
"Wait! Wait wait wait wait!" Ron began to panic, as he knew she was about to bring the blade down upon him. He wasn't as skilled as Kim, and he'd accepted that long ago. So when it came to situations like this, she would normally be the one to bail him out. But not this time.
"Wait wait wait! W-we can talk about this can't we?" Ron began to babble, as he started to back himself up against the wall. She had no intention of speaking. She was here to finish her work, once and for all. With not only Drakken's death, but theirs as well. It would finally be the end of the journey she was created for.
She brought her blade up above her head, ready to come down on Stoppable. He may not be the brightest bulb out of Team Possible, but he was definitely skilled when it came to finding coincidences. In this case, he had back himself into the corner, feeling around the floor behind him. That's when he saw one of the power cords behind him, sparking with flowing power.
With instinct, he grabbed the cord, and jabbed it into the Rogue's leg as she attempted to slice down on him. He watched as the wires made contact with the metal clip on the buckle of her boot, instantly beginning to electrify her.
Jolts of electricity visibly ran through her body, causing her to drop her sword and scream in agony. Her feminine scream was of course masked by the voice scrambler built into her mask, causing it to sound like a haunting wail.
He quickly got back up to his feet, watcher her sink to the ground painfully. The sound of the scrambler started to overload, due to the electricity in her body and the overbearing female scream. It became a loud digital screech that sounded like something out of a horror movie he had seen.
He knew this would stall her, but not for long. He then ran away from her, straight back to Drakken. He was forced down by the large computer, only revealing the top half of his body. Ron watched him struggle as he tried to free himself from the metal deathtrap.
"Drakken, give me your hands!" Ron yelled over the rumbling flames, as he bent down to one knee. Drakken looked up at him, and attempted to reach for him. But there was too much metal in the way. He was so close to touching Ron's fingers. Off by only centimeters.
"Come on! You have to reach!" Ron yelled again, feeling the muscles in his arm tense up and stretch out as he again attempted to grab the blue man. He had no more length in his arm. If Drakken couldn't reach any further, he would be stuck there.
While Ron and Kim were both preoccupied, the Rogue lied on the floor, feeling all of her muscles lock up. Thankfully for her, the electricity generated through the broken cord had depleted. For how much she had just endured, she was surprised she wasn't dead. The amount of voltage she just took had the power to kill a grown man. Though, she had never stood toe to toe with one who could take her down.
She was angry. Fuming with rage at the fact that she was fooled by such an incompetent reject. But worst of all, she felt stupid herself. Not aware of her surroundings at the moment of taking a life. Stupid.
Her movement started to come back to her, as she used her hands to press her torso off the floor, and look directly ahead. That's when she saw him. Her mission.
Drew Lipsky.
The boy was attempting to rescue him, though not making a whole lot of progress. Her blood red eyes stared him down in full fury. With the strength she had replenished so far, she brought herself back to one knee. Finally, she could move again.
With the idiot boy trying to pull her target to freedom, she saw this as a perfect opportunity. With that bratty redhead running around, she may never get this chance again. So whatever she did, she had to do it quick. Something silent.
She was on the other side of the lab, so she couldn't do a full forced jab at the blue man. Instead, she reached in her left side belt pocket, and pulled out a small handful of throwing stars. Three of them were taken out, placing one between each two fingers. She quickly cocked her arm back, and flung them forward with great speed at the man's head.
She watched in confidence as one of three was for certain going to pierce his skull.
But to her surprise, it did not reach.
Two of the throwing stars and jabbed themselves into the metal computer components around Drakken, while the other was caught between two fingers.
Kim Possible's two fingers.
The girl stood in a squatted position, looking the killer directly in the eyes.
The two boys were stunned. Drakken watched as his life flashes before his eyes. Never before had his life been saved by her. His arch nemesis. The two throwing stars that missed him, made him tense up as they had flown by. But the third that she had caught, sure would have done the job.
Ron had finally began pulling Drakken out from the ruble, but the entire time, he looked at Kim in awe. But she paid no attention behind her. She knew he would get Drakken free, she trusted him.
"I told you what would happen the next time you got in my way." The mysterious woman spoke through her severely damaged voice scrambler, resulting in a ghostly voice.
"She talks?!" Drakken said in shock, staring at the two.
The Rogue grabbed her sword from the ground, and dashed towards Kim. Kim stood in her usual fighting stance. But one thing she learned from fighting the Rogue, is to not expect what blow she will be throwing. With her usual villains it was easy to guess what they would do next. But not this one. She had to observe, and react on time.
The Rogue had thrown a jump kick-sword slash combo in one spinning move. Kim had avoided the attack by bending backwards until her hands touched the floor, then kicking the Rogue in the jaw. The evil woman took the harsh blow, and had to take a step backwards.
Kim on the other hand used her arms to throw herself backwards to her feet. The woman was quick, so she was waiting for another blow as soon as her feet touched the ground. And she was correct; the Rogue swiped horizontally at the girl, then down at an angle. Her katana skills were no match for Kim's acrobatics.
But as Kim avoided the blows, she was too busy watching the sword hand instead of both. She had reached down to her boot and grabbed her combat knife, slicing up at Kim.
The sharp blade did only slice her mission sweater, but was only a hair away from piercing the skin. The redhead gasped loudly, and leapt backwards to gain feet away from her.
Out of the corner of the woman's eye, she saw Drakken attempt to flee the scene. She couldn't let him get away. Though how could he? His only clear exit was destroyed with the stairs.
In a rush, the woman swiped her sidearm from her holster, and began to numerously pull the trigger at the man. Each bullet that flew at him missed him by only centimeters, due to his surprisingly great speed.
But in the middle of her half empty clip, she was grabbed in a choke hold from behind by Kim. But this wasn't just any choke hold. This one grabbed both of the Rogue's arms to keep her from swiping back at her with either of her blades weapons. But as usual, she had underestimated the skilled assassin.
The Rogue's arm was pinned downwards so she couldn't jab up at Kim's face. But in one swift motion, the Rogue tossed the knife up, and caught it upside down, stabbing backwards at Kim's waist.
Kim screamed in agony, feeling the sharp blade pierce her side, letting loose of her grip. The Rogue spun around, and kicked Kim in the side of the head.
The hard fall to the ground didn't bother Kim, partially due to the fact that she went into shock after getting stabbed. Being sliced along the shoulder was one thing. But being impaled in your organs was another. She used one hand to prop herself up, and the other to put pressure on her fresh wound.
The Rogue was in awe. She knew the abilities the girl possessed, but the fact that she was still willing to fight with such a threatening injury at her age was very impressive. Though of course, she still somehow expected it. After all, they knew each other better than anyone.
Kim slowly stood back to her feet, partially shaking from the shock after getting nearly gutted. The assassin knew Lipsky attempted to escape through the hole in the ceiling that was basically Drakken's living room floor. She knew her mission. But this is something she'd not wanted to do. She had no personal gain from killing the hero duo, but her unknown hatred for the girl fueled her to kill her where she stood.
She was back to her feet. She knew they were exact fighting equals at this point, but her stamina couldn't keep up like this. Especially with a punctured side. But being the level headed girl she was, she knew what she was doing. Distracting her while Drakken finally escaped.
"Looks like you're out of time." Kim slyly remarked, showcasing her cocky grin. She didn't want to show it, but she was hurting.
"I can compensate." The Rogue briefly spike with the broken scrambler, and charged at her one last time with her sword. But this time, Kim anticipated this. She knew she couldn't stop the Rogue in her current state, so the best she could do, was the very thing she wanted to know.
The woman was fast with her accelerated speed at Kim. Halfway across the lab, and made it over to Kim within seconds flat. It was peak human condition, as Kim saw it. Whatever she was going to do, had to be to the very second. Or else... she could die.
The blade came straight at Kim's chest. The girl, now ready, leapt high into the air above the sword, back flipping with her head on inches from the Rogue's.
While in midair, she reached down, and grabbed her by the face mask. The momentum of her body yanked the Rogue back with such force, it took her feet completely out from underneath her.
The first thing Ron saw when he reentered the lab from helping Drakken escape, was the Rogue being flung across the lab. Kim landed safely on her feet, while the assassin landed with a hard thud that shook the lab. Her sword flew out of her hand and slid along the hard tile.
"Way to go KP!" Ron cheered gleefully, as he ran over to Kim's side. But as he ran to her aid, he saw her drop to her knees, holding her waist with one hand.
"KP?" He stopped right next to her, startled.
Then, he heard her moan in pain. "Kim, are you okay?" He dropped to be right next to her and placed his hand on her back. "Yea-AH! It hurts!" She screamed in pain, holding where she was impaled by the evil woman. Ron saw the blood start to run through her fingers.
He didn't know what to say. He was in shock. Hell he didn't know if she was stabbed or shot or... worse.
"Nnn..." The two heard a weak moan coming from the other side of the lab. They both looked up, and saw the Rogue beginning to get up. "Kim... she's getting back up." Ron began to panic frantically. She grabbed a hold of his shoulder, and helped pull herself back to her feet.
For the first time, the Rogue had felt fatigue. And boy did it piss her off.
"Kim, we have to go. You're in no shape to-
Ron froze. He looked down at her other hand, and stopped. It was the Rogue's face mask. Grasped firmly in her own hand. Then it hit him. He could finally see her face.
The two watched in anticipation, as the raging woman slowly got back to her feet. The woman finally stood up, and looked Kim in the eye.
As soon as their eyes met, Kim's jaw dropped. The mask in her hand, then fell to the floor.
"Oh my god.." Ron said in shock, eyes as wide as Kim's.
"It can't be.." He couldn't say anything else. His gaze slowly went from the Rogue, over to Kim's distraught face. It was like looking a pair of twins.
Kim's entire body shook. "I-it's..."
Her blood red eyes stared into Kim's soul. Her mixed brownish red hair with black highlights now covered her sweaty face. She didn't say a word, only stared at the two with hate.
"It's...
...me."