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Shego continued the fight angrily with a vagary spring on top of Andrea-Lynn. She was so heartless! All she cared about was the damn entertainment portion of this battle! She looked somewhat pleased that Rufus had been caught dying on camera! Shego bashed her hand across her face. The blonde looked overwhelmed by Shego's uproar. Andrea-Lynn had never been head on in battle before. She squirmed around trying to knock Shego off of her while still looking pretty for the camera. "You think this is funny don't you?!" Shego demanded as she kicked Andrea in the knee. Andrea-Lynn guffawed. "In a way . . . Yes!" The stunt-girl felt pain surge through her knee and she patted it with her neatly manicu . "You know for a while, I was merciless and wicked like you. But now I realize that people like you are just going to be miserable all their lives!"
Kim took on Monkey-Fist once again. Only this time the anger that was harboring inside her was more powerful than anything Monkey-Fist could conjure up. Kim grabbed his arm and twisted it quickly. Monkey-Fist screamed. Kim had just broken his arm! Without any trouble! Monkey-Fist put his arm behind his back. No matter. "I can beat you with one arm!" Kim's eyes lowered to little slits. "We'll see." She challenged. Kim charged into his stomach. Monkey-Fist's eyes widened in shock.
Meanwhile Ron angrily approached Senor Senior Senior. His usual calm brown eyes were flamed with viciousness and extreme hostility. He wanted to see Rufus' assassinator moribund. Ron normally wasn't violent but he wanted to see this man maimed. His face was going from mournful, to scornful to bitter and brutal.
Scarlet grinned and choose her victim to be the defenseless Duff Killigan. Killigan was suddenly startled to have alertness that he had nothing to protect himself with. Nothing at all. Slowly he backed away from her, he bumped into a wall, Scarlet-Rose was getting closer, and closer.
Drakken was left to no one. There was only one other. The heart of the immorality stood in front of him with a twisted look planted on his ugly face. Drakken found a smile coming to his lips. He wasn't a fighter either but he found himself making an exception. Drakken remembered when Shego had told him all these useless fighting tips. Now they all played back through Drakken's mind and made themselves useful. "Aha!" Drakken shouted providing Dementor with a distraction. Swiftly, Drakken delivered a kick to his knee, Dementor's weak point. Dementor quavered at big, tall Drakken. He was hovering over him ferociously. Drakken smirked. He could see the sweat forming on Dementor's forehead. He, Dr. Drew Lipsky had actually intimidated someone! Drakken punched Dementor hard in his face. 'That should leave a bruise.' Drakken thought to himself gleefully.
"Please get off of me!" Andrea-Lynn gasped as Shego pushed her hands hard down on her neck slowly deteriorating her air. Shego laughed and replied, "Never." Andrea-Lynn's eyes widened and she tried to think of something fast. Andrea-Lynn forced her knee into Shego's stomach. Shego jumped away quickly and gagged for a second. Just in time for Andrea-Lynn to stand back up and fight.
"You do realize I'm going to have to kill you for this, don't you?" Ron hissed irritably pacing around Senor Senior Senior. The man quickly reasoned with him, "You really wouldn't attack an elder would you?" Ron looked thoughtful for a moment. The he sneered, "Yes, in a case like this, I would!" Ron slammed the withered senior into the wall. The senior could see Ron's misty, suffering eyes.
Drakken furiously stepped on Dementor's foot. Not the greatest move. The little man jumped up and down, cursing to himself. Drakken laughed and tripped him off his other foot and moved in a bit closer. Drakken could spot tears forming behind Dementor's eyes, "Baby." He scuffed.
Killigan panicked, he didn't know what to do! Here an experienced attacker was coming towards him. What weapons did he have but his hands? His hands were inadequate, raw in this field of painstaking combat. Then an idea shot through Killigan's mind and he grabbed a his golf club and remembered that everyone had a caveman's instincts. Scarlet's mind flashed in panic before Killigan thrust the golf stick at her. She dodged it swiftly, and cried, "Help me!"
Drakken saw what was happening to Scarlet and chose to stop tormenting Dementor. He rushed over to Scarlet to help her fend Duff. Dementor got to his feet, his legs quaking from that horrific experience. As soon as he had composed he thundered, "Stop!"
The whole room paused like a picture. Shego's leg inches away from Andrea's head, Drakken clutching the club, Ron staring menacingly at the senior, and Kim standing on top of an obviously beaten Monkey-Fist. Dementor gasped, "I surrender."
Drakken's mouth was the first one to drop open. That --- he would have never expected. Everyone dropped their attack, confused. Shego lit up inside, finally. "Drakken, Shego . . . you owe me nothing, Scarlet you mean nothing to me, Ron, Kim . . . be free." His voice was dull and cheerless. Kim knew they could pull it off! Only at a great cost. . . Ron's sobbing could now be heard. Everyone knew he was going to eventually break. "Ron Stoppable --- I'm sorry about you're . . . pet." Dementor said gravely. "His name was Rufus." Ron corrected him looking once again at the mole-rat. Scarlet whipped off her hat and fanned herself. It was all over.
"So why don't we make peace and shake on it?" Dementor pleaded holding out his hand for anyone. His other hand rested behind his back. The group looked at each other. Ron nodded and went close to Dementor and took his hand. The hand came up and down a few times; Dementor lowered his eyelids to slits and then promptly pulled Ron into a headlock. In his other hand, was a gun. Ron watched in horror as the gun was pulled towards his head. Everyone gasped and Dementor just cackled evilly.
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(Notes: Oh no! What will they do now?!)
Shego continued the fight angrily with a vagary spring on top of Andrea-Lynn. She was so heartless! All she cared about was the damn entertainment portion of this battle! She looked somewhat pleased that Rufus had been caught dying on camera! Shego bashed her hand across her face. The blonde looked overwhelmed by Shego's uproar. Andrea-Lynn had never been head on in battle before. She squirmed around trying to knock Shego off of her while still looking pretty for the camera. "You think this is funny don't you?!" Shego demanded as she kicked Andrea in the knee. Andrea-Lynn guffawed. "In a way . . . Yes!" The stunt-girl felt pain surge through her knee and she patted it with her neatly manicu . "You know for a while, I was merciless and wicked like you. But now I realize that people like you are just going to be miserable all their lives!"
Kim took on Monkey-Fist once again. Only this time the anger that was harboring inside her was more powerful than anything Monkey-Fist could conjure up. Kim grabbed his arm and twisted it quickly. Monkey-Fist screamed. Kim had just broken his arm! Without any trouble! Monkey-Fist put his arm behind his back. No matter. "I can beat you with one arm!" Kim's eyes lowered to little slits. "We'll see." She challenged. Kim charged into his stomach. Monkey-Fist's eyes widened in shock.
Meanwhile Ron angrily approached Senor Senior Senior. His usual calm brown eyes were flamed with viciousness and extreme hostility. He wanted to see Rufus' assassinator moribund. Ron normally wasn't violent but he wanted to see this man maimed. His face was going from mournful, to scornful to bitter and brutal.
Scarlet grinned and choose her victim to be the defenseless Duff Killigan. Killigan was suddenly startled to have alertness that he had nothing to protect himself with. Nothing at all. Slowly he backed away from her, he bumped into a wall, Scarlet-Rose was getting closer, and closer.
Drakken was left to no one. There was only one other. The heart of the immorality stood in front of him with a twisted look planted on his ugly face. Drakken found a smile coming to his lips. He wasn't a fighter either but he found himself making an exception. Drakken remembered when Shego had told him all these useless fighting tips. Now they all played back through Drakken's mind and made themselves useful. "Aha!" Drakken shouted providing Dementor with a distraction. Swiftly, Drakken delivered a kick to his knee, Dementor's weak point. Dementor quavered at big, tall Drakken. He was hovering over him ferociously. Drakken smirked. He could see the sweat forming on Dementor's forehead. He, Dr. Drew Lipsky had actually intimidated someone! Drakken punched Dementor hard in his face. 'That should leave a bruise.' Drakken thought to himself gleefully.
"Please get off of me!" Andrea-Lynn gasped as Shego pushed her hands hard down on her neck slowly deteriorating her air. Shego laughed and replied, "Never." Andrea-Lynn's eyes widened and she tried to think of something fast. Andrea-Lynn forced her knee into Shego's stomach. Shego jumped away quickly and gagged for a second. Just in time for Andrea-Lynn to stand back up and fight.
"You do realize I'm going to have to kill you for this, don't you?" Ron hissed irritably pacing around Senor Senior Senior. The man quickly reasoned with him, "You really wouldn't attack an elder would you?" Ron looked thoughtful for a moment. The he sneered, "Yes, in a case like this, I would!" Ron slammed the withered senior into the wall. The senior could see Ron's misty, suffering eyes.
Drakken furiously stepped on Dementor's foot. Not the greatest move. The little man jumped up and down, cursing to himself. Drakken laughed and tripped him off his other foot and moved in a bit closer. Drakken could spot tears forming behind Dementor's eyes, "Baby." He scuffed.
Killigan panicked, he didn't know what to do! Here an experienced attacker was coming towards him. What weapons did he have but his hands? His hands were inadequate, raw in this field of painstaking combat. Then an idea shot through Killigan's mind and he grabbed a his golf club and remembered that everyone had a caveman's instincts. Scarlet's mind flashed in panic before Killigan thrust the golf stick at her. She dodged it swiftly, and cried, "Help me!"
Drakken saw what was happening to Scarlet and chose to stop tormenting Dementor. He rushed over to Scarlet to help her fend Duff. Dementor got to his feet, his legs quaking from that horrific experience. As soon as he had composed he thundered, "Stop!"
The whole room paused like a picture. Shego's leg inches away from Andrea's head, Drakken clutching the club, Ron staring menacingly at the senior, and Kim standing on top of an obviously beaten Monkey-Fist. Dementor gasped, "I surrender."
Drakken's mouth was the first one to drop open. That --- he would have never expected. Everyone dropped their attack, confused. Shego lit up inside, finally. "Drakken, Shego . . . you owe me nothing, Scarlet you mean nothing to me, Ron, Kim . . . be free." His voice was dull and cheerless. Kim knew they could pull it off! Only at a great cost. . . Ron's sobbing could now be heard. Everyone knew he was going to eventually break. "Ron Stoppable --- I'm sorry about you're . . . pet." Dementor said gravely. "His name was Rufus." Ron corrected him looking once again at the mole-rat. Scarlet whipped off her hat and fanned herself. It was all over.
"So why don't we make peace and shake on it?" Dementor pleaded holding out his hand for anyone. His other hand rested behind his back. The group looked at each other. Ron nodded and went close to Dementor and took his hand. The hand came up and down a few times; Dementor lowered his eyelids to slits and then promptly pulled Ron into a headlock. In his other hand, was a gun. Ron watched in horror as the gun was pulled towards his head. Everyone gasped and Dementor just cackled evilly.
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(Notes: Oh no! What will they do now?!)