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The chapter is a little short but between suffering from writer's block and semester exams, I haven't had much time but enjoy!
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Quin groaned as she started coming to her senses. She kept her eyes closed as her ears picked up small sounds. The pain in her head was almost unbearable as she opened her eyes. For a moment, the room was pitch black, but soon her eyes adjusted to the dim lighting.
Quin put her hand to her head. Her head hurt a lot . . .more than it had ever hurt since Quin could remember.
"Ow." she groaned as she rubbed the back of her head and felt a huge bump there. "Well, that probably explains it." she comment wryly. "Where am I?"
Then it hit her. She remembered what had happened. She looked down at her wrists and ankles and saw that she wasn't bound anymore.
"How long have I been out?" she wondered.
"Long enough." came another voice. To Quin it sounded garbled, but she figured that it was her ears playing tricks on her.
And they were.
The slender figure walked toward the "room" Quin was being held in.
"What do you want Shego?" Quin asked bitterly.
Shego just looked at her. "Listen, I don't want to be here but Dr. D. wanted me to watch you and when you woke up he wanted me to take you to him."
Shego opened the door to the room. Quin wanted to lash out in retaliation, but realized that she didn't have the strength for any physical combat. Shego grabbed Quin by the arm, forcing her to stand.
Quin didn't quite have her motor skills back yet, so she fell back into Shego.
"Can you stand up by yourself or do I need to help you?" Shego taunted.
Quin gave a small snort and pushed Shego away. "No, you've helped quite enough thanks."
Shego led the stumbling Quin up two flights of stairs.
\\I didn't know that we had a basement here.// Quin thought to herself as she was roughly pushed up the stairs.
When Shego opened the door, Quin thought that she was going to be blinded. The upper parts of the lair were more lit than the basement and Quin's eyes took awhile to adjust.
In the meantime, Shego had to push Quin where she wanted her to go.
When Quin's eyes finally adjusted, Quin saw Drakkin standing there, his back turned away from her.
"Hey, Dr. D. She's here." Shego said. Drakkin turned around.
"What do you guys want?" Quin asked coldly.
Drakkin looked at Quin in the eyes. "According to the 'villain code' -"
"'Villain code'? What villain code?" Quin interrupted.
"Quin! I'm speaking here! What is with you teenagers and interrupting?" Drakkin said.
Quin rolled her eyes and glared at him.
"As I was saying . . ." Drakkin started. "According to the villain code, betrayal is punished by death."
"What?!" Quin exclaimed. "You put me in that position! It wasn't my fault!" Quin tried to launch herself at Drakkin, but was stopped by Shego.
"Let me finish!" Drakkin said. "You always liked to interrupt, you know that?!"
"Uh, Dr. D, can we just get on with it?" Shego asked.
Drakkin let out some of his frustration in short grunts before he continued. "However . . . I've decided not to enforce that penalty."
Quin looked at him with a knowing look on her face. "What's the catch?"
Drakkin rubbed his small hands together. "That's the fun part." he said. He looked at Shego. "Bring her over here." he commanded. Shego obeyed - something that didn't happen to often.
Quin was led into the room where Drakkin stored his 'newly stolen' items. The first thing to catch Quin's eye was the MiniMizer.
No! Quin thought as she realized what Drakkin was planning on doing - or at least, part of it.
"Y - your not gonna . . .?" Quin never got to finish her sentence. She was shoved into the chair under the MiniMizer and her wrists and ankles were clasped by the 'handcuff - like' pieces of metal.
In front of her, Quin saw this round, tube - like object point at her.
"I figured that this would be a better solution than death." Drakkin said.
Quin struggled against the pieces of metal that held her in the chair, but the struggle was in vain - as she already knew. The tube in front of her was lowered so that it was only a few feet away from her.
Quin continued to groan and struggle against the metal handcuffs.
Drakkin walked over to a control panel and rubbed his hands together before putting a hand on a lever.
Then he pulled it down.
The tube that was in front of Quin released this orange beam directly at Quin. Quin felt her body begin to tingle as the beam hit her. She had to keep her eyes closed, the beam was so bright - well, at least to her it was because she was directly in it's path.
She sat in that position for what seemed like hours when it really only had been like minutes. The tingling in her body went away and Quin opened one eye first, then the other, then gasped.
She was now only about three inches tall.
"What did you do to me?!" Quin screamed as she fell to the floor.
Drakkin bent over and scooped her up. He lifted his hand up in front of his face with Quin laying on top of it. "What did you say?" he asked.
Quin put her hands to her ears. When you were only that tall, everything sounded about a hundred times louder.
And to average sized people, she sounded about a hundred times quieter.
"What did you do to me you idiot?!?!" Quin screamed as loud as she possible could. "And keep it down! It hurts when you talk that loud!!"
"Sorry." Drakkin whispered. Shego threw a hard glance at Drakkin. "Anyway, we shrunk you."
"Question: why?!" Quin shouted back.
Drakkin thought for a minute. "I just did alright?! Why does everyone have to know why I do something?"
"In other words, you don't know why you shrunk me." Quin replied.
"Ah! Quin!" Drakkin grunted. "Arg!" He walked over to a small table on the opposite side of the room. There sat a jar in the center of the table. Drakkin unscrewed the top and dumped Quin inside. He didn't even bother putting the lid on . . . it was way to high for her to try to climb out of and there was nothing in the jar to help her climb out either.
Quin landed on the bottom of the jar and looked around, then up. Drakkin and Shego's faces loomed over her.
"I really hated to do this to you Quin, but I had no choice." Drakkin taunted as he and Shego walked out of the room, only Drakkin laughing at his success.
Quin watched them walked out and she leaned against the side of the jar and slid into a sitting position. She didn't know how she was going to get out of this mess.
She let her hand sit on her leg and felt something in her pocket. Quin reached in and pulled whatever it was out.
The Kimmunicator!
Quin looked around to make sure neither Dr. Drakkin nor Shego were around. They weren't.
She held this treasure in her hands for a moment.
\\I'd better use this while I have the chance.// Quin said to herself as she pushed a button and hoped that this would work.
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A signal came from Wade's computer indicating someone wanted to talk to him. Normally, this would be the signal for the Kimmunicator.
Wade turned his computer on thinking Kim must have found her Kimmunicator . . .
"Wade!" came the call, but it wasn't from Kim.
"Quin?" Wade replied. "What do you want?"
"I need help!" came the desperate reply.
"I'd say." Wade mumbled.
"No! Drakkin and Shego turned on me! They've shrunk me and I can't get out!" Quin said.
"So? That should be between you villains. Don't bother the heros for help that you claim to need." Wade replied.
"You think that this is a trap?" Quin asked.
"Ah, yeah." Wade replied as if it should have been obvious.
"Oh great." Quin muttered. "Wade, this is no joke! I really need help!"
"Well, why don't you call your villain pals and stop bothering Kim. She has enough to deal with because of you." Wade replied.
"Wade . . ." Quin started, but Wade broke the connection between the two. He flipped on his computer. Kim should be getting to her locker about now. Time to tell her about what just happened.
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"So you think that it was a trap?" Kim asked.
"Yeah." Wade replied.
"Quin wouldn't do that!" Ron said defensively.
"Ron, she threatened to blow up the hospital." Kim pointed out. "What makes you think we can trust her?"
"Well . . . uh . . . I . . ." Ron faltered. "Well, I don't know."
Kim rolled her eyes and turned back to Wade. "But what if she was telling the truth? And she really does need our help and Dr. Drakkin and Shego really did turn on her?"
Wade shook his head. "I don't think you should take that chance Kim."
Kim sighed. "I'll think about it Wade. I mean, if she really was in trouble, what kind of person am I if I don't help?"
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Will Kim decided to go help or will she think it's a trap and not go?
Well, now that you've read . . . review!
Until my next update . . .
Thanks to:
KP fan(): I'm glad you like my story.
KPKrazy400: Thanks for reviewing. I really hope I'll be able to watch KP tomorrow. hehe. Love your story. Keep it up!
alan is my friend(): My dependable reviewer. Hehe. Here's your update!
Cynthia Krenshaw: You like my lil' twist? Cool. Here's an update and thanks for reviewing!
The chapter is a little short but between suffering from writer's block and semester exams, I haven't had much time but enjoy!
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Quin groaned as she started coming to her senses. She kept her eyes closed as her ears picked up small sounds. The pain in her head was almost unbearable as she opened her eyes. For a moment, the room was pitch black, but soon her eyes adjusted to the dim lighting.
Quin put her hand to her head. Her head hurt a lot . . .more than it had ever hurt since Quin could remember.
"Ow." she groaned as she rubbed the back of her head and felt a huge bump there. "Well, that probably explains it." she comment wryly. "Where am I?"
Then it hit her. She remembered what had happened. She looked down at her wrists and ankles and saw that she wasn't bound anymore.
"How long have I been out?" she wondered.
"Long enough." came another voice. To Quin it sounded garbled, but she figured that it was her ears playing tricks on her.
And they were.
The slender figure walked toward the "room" Quin was being held in.
"What do you want Shego?" Quin asked bitterly.
Shego just looked at her. "Listen, I don't want to be here but Dr. D. wanted me to watch you and when you woke up he wanted me to take you to him."
Shego opened the door to the room. Quin wanted to lash out in retaliation, but realized that she didn't have the strength for any physical combat. Shego grabbed Quin by the arm, forcing her to stand.
Quin didn't quite have her motor skills back yet, so she fell back into Shego.
"Can you stand up by yourself or do I need to help you?" Shego taunted.
Quin gave a small snort and pushed Shego away. "No, you've helped quite enough thanks."
Shego led the stumbling Quin up two flights of stairs.
\\I didn't know that we had a basement here.// Quin thought to herself as she was roughly pushed up the stairs.
When Shego opened the door, Quin thought that she was going to be blinded. The upper parts of the lair were more lit than the basement and Quin's eyes took awhile to adjust.
In the meantime, Shego had to push Quin where she wanted her to go.
When Quin's eyes finally adjusted, Quin saw Drakkin standing there, his back turned away from her.
"Hey, Dr. D. She's here." Shego said. Drakkin turned around.
"What do you guys want?" Quin asked coldly.
Drakkin looked at Quin in the eyes. "According to the 'villain code' -"
"'Villain code'? What villain code?" Quin interrupted.
"Quin! I'm speaking here! What is with you teenagers and interrupting?" Drakkin said.
Quin rolled her eyes and glared at him.
"As I was saying . . ." Drakkin started. "According to the villain code, betrayal is punished by death."
"What?!" Quin exclaimed. "You put me in that position! It wasn't my fault!" Quin tried to launch herself at Drakkin, but was stopped by Shego.
"Let me finish!" Drakkin said. "You always liked to interrupt, you know that?!"
"Uh, Dr. D, can we just get on with it?" Shego asked.
Drakkin let out some of his frustration in short grunts before he continued. "However . . . I've decided not to enforce that penalty."
Quin looked at him with a knowing look on her face. "What's the catch?"
Drakkin rubbed his small hands together. "That's the fun part." he said. He looked at Shego. "Bring her over here." he commanded. Shego obeyed - something that didn't happen to often.
Quin was led into the room where Drakkin stored his 'newly stolen' items. The first thing to catch Quin's eye was the MiniMizer.
No! Quin thought as she realized what Drakkin was planning on doing - or at least, part of it.
"Y - your not gonna . . .?" Quin never got to finish her sentence. She was shoved into the chair under the MiniMizer and her wrists and ankles were clasped by the 'handcuff - like' pieces of metal.
In front of her, Quin saw this round, tube - like object point at her.
"I figured that this would be a better solution than death." Drakkin said.
Quin struggled against the pieces of metal that held her in the chair, but the struggle was in vain - as she already knew. The tube in front of her was lowered so that it was only a few feet away from her.
Quin continued to groan and struggle against the metal handcuffs.
Drakkin walked over to a control panel and rubbed his hands together before putting a hand on a lever.
Then he pulled it down.
The tube that was in front of Quin released this orange beam directly at Quin. Quin felt her body begin to tingle as the beam hit her. She had to keep her eyes closed, the beam was so bright - well, at least to her it was because she was directly in it's path.
She sat in that position for what seemed like hours when it really only had been like minutes. The tingling in her body went away and Quin opened one eye first, then the other, then gasped.
She was now only about three inches tall.
"What did you do to me?!" Quin screamed as she fell to the floor.
Drakkin bent over and scooped her up. He lifted his hand up in front of his face with Quin laying on top of it. "What did you say?" he asked.
Quin put her hands to her ears. When you were only that tall, everything sounded about a hundred times louder.
And to average sized people, she sounded about a hundred times quieter.
"What did you do to me you idiot?!?!" Quin screamed as loud as she possible could. "And keep it down! It hurts when you talk that loud!!"
"Sorry." Drakkin whispered. Shego threw a hard glance at Drakkin. "Anyway, we shrunk you."
"Question: why?!" Quin shouted back.
Drakkin thought for a minute. "I just did alright?! Why does everyone have to know why I do something?"
"In other words, you don't know why you shrunk me." Quin replied.
"Ah! Quin!" Drakkin grunted. "Arg!" He walked over to a small table on the opposite side of the room. There sat a jar in the center of the table. Drakkin unscrewed the top and dumped Quin inside. He didn't even bother putting the lid on . . . it was way to high for her to try to climb out of and there was nothing in the jar to help her climb out either.
Quin landed on the bottom of the jar and looked around, then up. Drakkin and Shego's faces loomed over her.
"I really hated to do this to you Quin, but I had no choice." Drakkin taunted as he and Shego walked out of the room, only Drakkin laughing at his success.
Quin watched them walked out and she leaned against the side of the jar and slid into a sitting position. She didn't know how she was going to get out of this mess.
She let her hand sit on her leg and felt something in her pocket. Quin reached in and pulled whatever it was out.
The Kimmunicator!
Quin looked around to make sure neither Dr. Drakkin nor Shego were around. They weren't.
She held this treasure in her hands for a moment.
\\I'd better use this while I have the chance.// Quin said to herself as she pushed a button and hoped that this would work.
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A signal came from Wade's computer indicating someone wanted to talk to him. Normally, this would be the signal for the Kimmunicator.
Wade turned his computer on thinking Kim must have found her Kimmunicator . . .
"Wade!" came the call, but it wasn't from Kim.
"Quin?" Wade replied. "What do you want?"
"I need help!" came the desperate reply.
"I'd say." Wade mumbled.
"No! Drakkin and Shego turned on me! They've shrunk me and I can't get out!" Quin said.
"So? That should be between you villains. Don't bother the heros for help that you claim to need." Wade replied.
"You think that this is a trap?" Quin asked.
"Ah, yeah." Wade replied as if it should have been obvious.
"Oh great." Quin muttered. "Wade, this is no joke! I really need help!"
"Well, why don't you call your villain pals and stop bothering Kim. She has enough to deal with because of you." Wade replied.
"Wade . . ." Quin started, but Wade broke the connection between the two. He flipped on his computer. Kim should be getting to her locker about now. Time to tell her about what just happened.
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"So you think that it was a trap?" Kim asked.
"Yeah." Wade replied.
"Quin wouldn't do that!" Ron said defensively.
"Ron, she threatened to blow up the hospital." Kim pointed out. "What makes you think we can trust her?"
"Well . . . uh . . . I . . ." Ron faltered. "Well, I don't know."
Kim rolled her eyes and turned back to Wade. "But what if she was telling the truth? And she really does need our help and Dr. Drakkin and Shego really did turn on her?"
Wade shook his head. "I don't think you should take that chance Kim."
Kim sighed. "I'll think about it Wade. I mean, if she really was in trouble, what kind of person am I if I don't help?"
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Will Kim decided to go help or will she think it's a trap and not go?
Well, now that you've read . . . review!
Until my next update . . .