This story is kind of AU. Basically, the invasion never happened.

Also, I do NOT own Kim Possible, or any of the characters. I am NOT getting paid for this. Also, any people or places mentioned are coincidence, as this is a work of fiction.

As stated before, I do have a permanent Traumatic Brain Injury, so there may be spelling mistakes, and things may not flow correctly.

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Drakken, after swatting at nothing for a good minute, turns back and looks at Shego.

"Why, I'm going to break her. And not just emotionally, but physically too. I think a broken leg or 2 will make sure she can't go anywhere soon."

Shego growled at him.

"Oh, my dear Shego, that's not even the best part!" He grinned and then stage whispered, "I'm going to impregnate her. She'll give me one or two children, and then I'll kindly remove her head from her body!"

"NO!" Shego screamed in rage. "You will keep your fucking blue worm away from my Kimmie! I'll fucking kill you!"

Drakken just smiled.

"Just imagine. The world's greatest hero mixed with the world's greatest genius! My children will bring about a new age of supervillains, and there will be no Hero that can stop them!"

Drakken cocked his head to the side in thought.

"I wonder if she's a virgin?"

The figure in the shadows, slipped into the room, and hid in a shadow that a flickering lantern caused.

Shego's vision went black with rage. Her body started shaking.

Drew looked at the puddle of sand starting to boil.

"Well, I figure I have about 2 minutes before you boil all the water out, and escape. So, I believe this is where I bid you adiue my dear Sara."

"Goddamnit Drew! That's not my fucking name!"

Drakken looked confused.

"But when I did a background check on the name Go, the only female name that came up was Sara. So that has to be you."

"No, you blue nitwit." She seethed, "Sara is my mom. My name doesn't even start with a damn S!" As her vision started to return, a thought came into her mind.

"Drak, if this really is the last time we will see at least tell me why."

Drakken chuckled.

"It is quite simple Shego. You refused to become my lover."

Shego's plasma and rage winked out, as she was in shock.

"Drakken, you do know how old I am, right?"

Drakken waved his hand in the air. "20 something."

"Exactly. I'm 20. So why in the FUCK would I date someone that's more than twice my age!" She yelled out.

The puddle of sand started to boil with renewed vigor.

Two minutes my pale ass. I'm getting out of here now, and then I'm removing your head from your body you sick fuck!

Drakken paused, and looked surprised.

"People do it all the time. And so what if I was a quote on quote Father Figure to you. You should've paid me back by at least giving me your body. Especially since I know it's bullshit that you had someone you were waiting for."

Drakken started to walk towards the stairs.

"It's a shame I never got to taste that forbidden fruit, but I guess I'll just have to settle for Kim Possible." He started laughing maniacally.

Shego exploded out of the now dry sand, whipped around, and was dead set on killing that blue monster that dared to hurt Kim Possible.

Drakken just smiled, stepped on a hidden pressure plate, and waved with his middle finger as 4 pieces of grooved stone slid together to form an intricately locked door.

A huge slam was heard as the 4 pieces locked together, never to be opened again.

"FUCK!" Shego screamed, as a blast of plasma harmlessly burned the door.

The figure in the shadows, moved further into the room.

After 20 minutes of useless plasma, and screaming obscenities about Drakken, Shego finally slumped down underneath of a light.

Spent and out of breath, she covered her face with her hands. "Fuck me." She groaned.

She let her hand fall, and she felt a thick liquid like substance on her hand.

Startled, Shego jerked her hand away. She then peered at the ground, and what she saw thoroughly confused her. She turned her hand over, and there was a quarter sized red stain.

Shego sniffed the substance, and a coppery note filled her nostrils.

"Blood? What the fuck is fresh blood doing down here? And only under this light."

The figure in the shadows silently cursed. Goddamn period! Of all the things to forget to bring, it's extra tampons. These makeshift ones aren't doing shit.

Shego and the shadowy figure suddenly heard what sounded like singing coming from a set of stairs to her left.

Shego cocked her head to listen to the tune. Singing? But that's not possible… Then again, Anything's possible for a Possible.Shego laughed at the phrase that pissed her off for so many years.

"Guess the Golden Man is calling for me."

Shego wiped the blood off of her hand.

"Well, if I truly am going to die here, I might as well make the most of it, and have an adventure"

Shego stood up, grabbed a lantern, and started down the new set of stairs.

"Besides, if I'm going to get out of here and rescue My Kimmie, sitting around thinking of ways to make Drew suffer won't help either one of us!"

Even though it's rather fun to do.The figure in the shadows thought to herself as she silently followed Shego. She could sense traps hiding in the walls.

Shego seemed to have a natural ability to sense traps too, as she was sidestepping obvious traps. Steps that would open into a pit fall. Tripwires that would send poison tipped spears into her. Anything that would be in a cheesy adventure film was present.

That is until she entered a massive room, and hit a hidden tripwire with her breath.

A dart, no bigger than the size of a thumbtack flew from a hidden crevice in the wall.

Shego's hand flew up to her neck as she felt a slight pinch.

"Wha tha fuuu." She started to slur drunkenly. She could feel everything slow down around her. She knew that whatever had hit her was a sedative of some kind. Luckily her plasma powers would burn it off. Unluckily, it wouldn't be fast enough.

Suddenly, two loud clangs were heard.

The shadowy figure could sense two massive crossbow bolts shooting towards Shego. And with her pretty much incapacitated, the figure knew she was done for.

Not on my fucking watch! I didn't come all this way to lose her to some fucking crossbow!

The figure darted out from the shadows. She knew she had only seconds to save Shego. She leapt off the ground, grabbed Shego in a leapfrog motion, and shoved her to the ground. Her head ended up near Shego's waist, but she didn't have any time to think on the precarious position.

Shego felt a weight land on her shoulders, and she got shoved to the ground. For the briefest of a second, she saw a flash of brown. Then her head smacked against the stone, and she was out like a light.

The shadowy figure watched as the two bolts struck the ground, creating an X, right where shego was drunkenly standing not half a second before.

The figure let out a sigh of relief.