To DreamQueen110: That sounds painful. I've actually had that happen before. Don't worry. You'll find out very soon why Drakken wants the body of Steve Verruckt's father's uncle's brother's fourth cousin, once removed.
CHAPTER TWO
Kim and Ron made their way through the rafters of Drakken's latest hideout. For some strange reason, he had stationed himself inside an old theatre in Columbus, Ohio. Maybe he liked that here was a high ceiling over the stage. They weren't sure. All they did know was that Drakken had taken out the seats in the audience and replaced them with his typical lab stuff. Drakken was milling about the lab, humming to himself, busily attaching electrodes and IV tubes to what was very obviously a human cadaver.
"Okay," Ron said, 'that is officially sick and wrong!"
"Ron!" Kim hissed, but it was too late. Ron had uttered these last three words a little too loudly, and the theatre was designed to make all sound carry very far.
Drakken stood upright. "I heard that! I know you're here, Kim Possible! Somewhere, out there…"
Her cover blown, Kim now figured that there was no harm in dropping down and facing Drakken head-on…except for one small glitch. This latest lair was in a theatre, so the ceiling was easily thirty-five feet high. She could probably have survived a fall from that height, but she didn't want to take any chances. So, the most logical option was to slide down the ladder that she had used to get up there in the first place. She did so, and emerged from behind the heavy black curtain, to find Drakken standing over the body on the table.
"Ah, there you are, Kim Possible. I'm glad you could make it, because you a re about to see a feat that has never been attempted before! I will infuse this man's body with the DNA of the most powerful creatures on Earth, thereby making him into my most powerful minion ever!"
"Most powerful? What about Shego?"
"Shego is powerful, yes, but she seems to get really testy for some reason whenever I call her a minion."
"Wait a minute," Ron said, coming out from behind the curtain. "You're going to make him one of your minions?"
"Yes."
"But…he's dead!"
"I know."
"You've done some pretty bizarre things in the past, Drakken." Kim said. "The brain switch thing, the army of retired people, the Killer Bebes. But trying to reanimate the dead? That's just not possible!"
"Not
possible?" Drakken scoffed. "I'm an evil genius! I can do anything!"
"Hey! That's my line! You can't use that!"
"Besides, he's not technically dead."
"What?"
"That's right. He's only mostly dead."
"But…the coroner thoroughly examined him, and he was more than merely dead, he was really, most sincerely dead!"
"Trust me. I know dead when I see it, and this man is only mostly dead."
"Yeah," said a familiar icy voice. Kim whirled around to see Shego drop from the ceiling, hands ablaze. "If he was all dead, all we could do is go through his pockets and look for loose change."
As though on instinct, Kim and Shego immediately began their routine of vicious hand-to-hand combat. Meanwhile, Ron went over to Drakken and tried to stop him from initiating his plan.
"You're too late, buffoon!" Drakken shouted, as he pulled a lever on the main computer console. The machine began to hum. The electrodes began to spark, and juices began to flow through the tubes.
"What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do!?" Ron shouted. Then, "Oh!" With that, he pulled the lever back the other way. The machine shut off.
"What?" Drakken sputtered. "Tha…you can't do that!" He pulled the lever back towards him, causing the machine to come back to life.
"I think I can." Ron said, shutting it off again.
"No you can't!" Drakken turned it back on.
"Yes I can!" Ron turned it off.
"Can not!"
"Can too!"
"Can not!"
"Can too!"
"Can not!"
"Can too!"
This continued for a while, growing progressively faster, until finally, the lever broke off in Drakken's hand, so that the machine was permanently switched on.
"Ha! I win!"
The body on the table began to convulse. His features distorted in very freaky ways. His mouth and nose bulged forward, and his ears became large and conical. His legs grew longer, and six-inch claws sprouted from his fingers. His eyes snapped open. They were no longer human eyes, but instead looked more like the eyes of a bird of prey. Kim and Shego stopped in mid-fight as this new monstrosity sat up and got off of the table.
"Yes!" Drakken shouted. "He…is…ALIVE!!! Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!!!"
Kim found herself unable to move. Fortunately, Shego was experiencing a similar feeling. Both were thinking the same thing: No way. Drakken actually did it! He brought the dead to life!
Creepy enough for you? Just wait. It gets worse.
