Kim and Ron climbed out of the water. Ron shook himself like a dog as Kim wrung salty ocean water out of her chestnut hair.
Neither of them noticed when one of the shadows under the outside ring of trees, several meters away from the agents, slid away from the other shadows and disappeared into a patch of thick, many-colored flowers and vines.
Shego hadn't been able to hear what Kim Possible and her friend were saying, so she didn't know they were desperate enough to seek her assistance. But she had been able to judge that they couldn't get the Kimmunicator either. As the female villain slid down the tree to report this to her employer, a black-shoed foot smashed into the back of her head, and she dropped heavily to the ground, her injured leg crumpled beneath her.
There was another flash of movement as five, sand-colored fingers reached out and touched Shego's forehead. For a moment, they took on the pale ivory color of her skin, and then came a torrent of memories.
"Shego, get down from there!" called a tall 14-year-old boy with unruley red hair that stuck up. (despite his valiant efforts to tame it) He leaned out of a treehouse window, looking up into the branches of the large oak tree.
Above him, a 10-year-old girl hung upside from one of the thicker branches, using nothing but her legs to hold on, for her hands were occupied with a copy of the book Half Magic. The book was also turned upside down, and the girl seemed perfectly content to stay hanging from the tree. Her thick black hair hung below her like a cape. She yelled back, "Come up here and make me!"
Mego groaned with exasperation, "I'm supposed to be baby-sitting you, remember?"
"I don't need a babysitter!" came his sister's snippy response as she turned another page.
"Fine, fall out of the tree and break both your legs, okay with me." the teenager muttered, turning away from the window sulkily. In the corner sat a 13-year-old boy with a swirl of hair the same midnight-black shade of Shego's mane. He was pouring over a Social Studies textbook held in one hand, and filling out several homework sheets with the other.
Hego advised, "I think Mom and Dad will want Shego and the twins returned intact if you want your pay." His brother grimaced, then reluctantly turned back to the window.
"We want to climb too!" insisted a pair of 4-year-old twins. They also had dark red hair, although more easily tamed then their elder brother's.
But Mego didn't spin around and inform them that there was zero chance of that happening. He just stood at the window, dumbfounded. Wego and Tego bounced over to the treehouse window to see what their brother was staring at, and even Hego looked up from his homework. From outside, there was an exclamation of "Whoa!" from Shego, and she dropped her book, which fell onto the roof of the treehouse. (she also very nearly fell off the branch herself) All 5 siblings watched as a ball of multi-colored light screamed towards them. As the comet hit, there was a burst of light, a rocking explosion, and then there was darkness.
The mysterious stranger was puzzled. These weren't the type of memories it was supposed to find. It searched deeper into the captive's mind, looking for the answers.
A great green serpent rose up from the floor, its scales glistening as it materialized from thin air. Behind the enormous snake, a dark-haired man wearing green cackled shrilly. Above the man's head, a floating black orb glowed with a dark aura. The snake's fangs dripped with venom.
An older Hego, perhaps 18 or so, shouted, "Go for the eyes!"
Meanwhile, Mego stood on a ceiling rafter. He smirked as the snake reared up cobra-style and lunged at him, its yellow fangs snapping together only a few feet from his legs. The 19-year-old goaded the snake as it stretched to its full height in effort to get to him, "Come on, you overgrown caterpillar, I'm right here."
In it's determination to eliminate the prey that stood so boldly only a few feet from reach, the serpent failed to notice the 16-year-old girl in black and green who quickly scaled a pile of empty crates, then reached the top and sprang towards the monster's head. She landed in between the eyes, and as the snake tossed its head in an effort to get rid of her, she blinded the serpent with two swipes of destructive plasma.
Above the girl, her brother took a flying leap off the rafter and slid down the serpent's back. "Yeah-hah!" he crowed in giddy triumph. Shego followed him down the slippery slope of scales, and they both landed smoothly on the other side of the room.
As the snake flailed madly, blood flowing from what had once been it's eyes, two boys, aged 10, jumped out from behind a generator. The two became four, and the four became eight, and the eight became sixteen. All of these sixteen formed a circle around the serpent, each duplicate (as well as the two real twins) calling out to it. The snake spun, turning from voice to voice. It's sense of smell told it that the prey was all around it. The prey, the flesh, was everywhere! But where?
The snake lunged blindly, and slammed straight into the wall, the two twin copies it had been going after disapearing. All the other duplicates vanished, and the real Wego and Tego cheering. The snake lay defeated, with half of it's long body through the wall.
Meanwhile, while his siblings had been slaying the serpent, Hego and the Snake Charmer were sparring, the fight pretty evenly matched between Hego's crushing blows and the Snake Charmer's snake-strike agility. The black orb hung in the air between them, waiting to be taken by the winner. But Shego, having left the giant serpent to her twin brothers, launched into a series of hand springs that brought her near the duel. On the last landing, she used the momentum for a bounce that took her over the fight, snagging the orb as she passed. The teenager clenched her glowing fist around the orb, and it crumpled to dust. "Knew gymnastics would come in handy some day." she remarked.
The snake villain rounded on her in fury. "You little-" Seizing the opportunity, Hego dropped him with a heavy skull smash, and with his usual Labrador Retriever grin laughed, "Snake that, you villain!"
All 4 of his siblings narrowed their eyes. Shego commented, "Yeah, you really need some help with the punch lines."
No! No, these memories were all wrong! The stranger was supposed to find someone with memories of a goofy sidekick/friend, a naked mole rat, Middleton High School, crime-fighting, and a Mexican fast-food restaurant. Though this girl did remember fighting villains, the memories had showed a recent about-face turn, the subject turning from a hero to a villain herself. And the girl knew of a sidekick and his pet, but only vaguely, they held no real importance to her. With frustration, the stranger followed these memories of the sidekick in hopes of finding memories of another girl, the girl it was supposed to find.
The villainess slashed madly with bright green streaks of burning plasma. Her foe, a 16-year-old with chestnut hair and a determined expression, grabbed her arms and threw Shego down the aisle of the plane they were fighting in. There was a splintering of wood as she crashed straight through a door and into a navigating screen. The pilot shouted, and she silenced him with a light blow.
The secret-agent teenager leapt through the remains of the door and unleashed a rain of punches that Shego deflected.
The stranger stopped the memory and searched Shego's mind for information on the teenager. Kim Possible, the mind told him with hatred. A constant source of annoyance and the very reason (in Shego's opinion) why they were all in this impossible island predicament. The stranger knew the female was wrong, that the near plane crash had all been part of the Source's plan. But that was not important.
With satisfaction, the stranger removed its hand from the unconsious 21-year-old's forehead. It had learned all it needed to know.
Author's Note: Sorry again if I kept anyone waiting. If you're wondering about the Source...well, you'll just have to keep wondering. Several of my coming KP fics, along with this one, will all be linked by the Source (I already have the next one planned out). So until then, readers. Until then.
Random KP Quote Of The Day:
Ron: You know, for someone who can disarm a Doomsday device you seem to be having major mixer issues.
Kim: Ron this machine hates me.
-Two To Tutor
Neither of them noticed when one of the shadows under the outside ring of trees, several meters away from the agents, slid away from the other shadows and disappeared into a patch of thick, many-colored flowers and vines.
Shego hadn't been able to hear what Kim Possible and her friend were saying, so she didn't know they were desperate enough to seek her assistance. But she had been able to judge that they couldn't get the Kimmunicator either. As the female villain slid down the tree to report this to her employer, a black-shoed foot smashed into the back of her head, and she dropped heavily to the ground, her injured leg crumpled beneath her.
There was another flash of movement as five, sand-colored fingers reached out and touched Shego's forehead. For a moment, they took on the pale ivory color of her skin, and then came a torrent of memories.
"Shego, get down from there!" called a tall 14-year-old boy with unruley red hair that stuck up. (despite his valiant efforts to tame it) He leaned out of a treehouse window, looking up into the branches of the large oak tree.
Above him, a 10-year-old girl hung upside from one of the thicker branches, using nothing but her legs to hold on, for her hands were occupied with a copy of the book Half Magic. The book was also turned upside down, and the girl seemed perfectly content to stay hanging from the tree. Her thick black hair hung below her like a cape. She yelled back, "Come up here and make me!"
Mego groaned with exasperation, "I'm supposed to be baby-sitting you, remember?"
"I don't need a babysitter!" came his sister's snippy response as she turned another page.
"Fine, fall out of the tree and break both your legs, okay with me." the teenager muttered, turning away from the window sulkily. In the corner sat a 13-year-old boy with a swirl of hair the same midnight-black shade of Shego's mane. He was pouring over a Social Studies textbook held in one hand, and filling out several homework sheets with the other.
Hego advised, "I think Mom and Dad will want Shego and the twins returned intact if you want your pay." His brother grimaced, then reluctantly turned back to the window.
"We want to climb too!" insisted a pair of 4-year-old twins. They also had dark red hair, although more easily tamed then their elder brother's.
But Mego didn't spin around and inform them that there was zero chance of that happening. He just stood at the window, dumbfounded. Wego and Tego bounced over to the treehouse window to see what their brother was staring at, and even Hego looked up from his homework. From outside, there was an exclamation of "Whoa!" from Shego, and she dropped her book, which fell onto the roof of the treehouse. (she also very nearly fell off the branch herself) All 5 siblings watched as a ball of multi-colored light screamed towards them. As the comet hit, there was a burst of light, a rocking explosion, and then there was darkness.
The mysterious stranger was puzzled. These weren't the type of memories it was supposed to find. It searched deeper into the captive's mind, looking for the answers.
A great green serpent rose up from the floor, its scales glistening as it materialized from thin air. Behind the enormous snake, a dark-haired man wearing green cackled shrilly. Above the man's head, a floating black orb glowed with a dark aura. The snake's fangs dripped with venom.
An older Hego, perhaps 18 or so, shouted, "Go for the eyes!"
Meanwhile, Mego stood on a ceiling rafter. He smirked as the snake reared up cobra-style and lunged at him, its yellow fangs snapping together only a few feet from his legs. The 19-year-old goaded the snake as it stretched to its full height in effort to get to him, "Come on, you overgrown caterpillar, I'm right here."
In it's determination to eliminate the prey that stood so boldly only a few feet from reach, the serpent failed to notice the 16-year-old girl in black and green who quickly scaled a pile of empty crates, then reached the top and sprang towards the monster's head. She landed in between the eyes, and as the snake tossed its head in an effort to get rid of her, she blinded the serpent with two swipes of destructive plasma.
Above the girl, her brother took a flying leap off the rafter and slid down the serpent's back. "Yeah-hah!" he crowed in giddy triumph. Shego followed him down the slippery slope of scales, and they both landed smoothly on the other side of the room.
As the snake flailed madly, blood flowing from what had once been it's eyes, two boys, aged 10, jumped out from behind a generator. The two became four, and the four became eight, and the eight became sixteen. All of these sixteen formed a circle around the serpent, each duplicate (as well as the two real twins) calling out to it. The snake spun, turning from voice to voice. It's sense of smell told it that the prey was all around it. The prey, the flesh, was everywhere! But where?
The snake lunged blindly, and slammed straight into the wall, the two twin copies it had been going after disapearing. All the other duplicates vanished, and the real Wego and Tego cheering. The snake lay defeated, with half of it's long body through the wall.
Meanwhile, while his siblings had been slaying the serpent, Hego and the Snake Charmer were sparring, the fight pretty evenly matched between Hego's crushing blows and the Snake Charmer's snake-strike agility. The black orb hung in the air between them, waiting to be taken by the winner. But Shego, having left the giant serpent to her twin brothers, launched into a series of hand springs that brought her near the duel. On the last landing, she used the momentum for a bounce that took her over the fight, snagging the orb as she passed. The teenager clenched her glowing fist around the orb, and it crumpled to dust. "Knew gymnastics would come in handy some day." she remarked.
The snake villain rounded on her in fury. "You little-" Seizing the opportunity, Hego dropped him with a heavy skull smash, and with his usual Labrador Retriever grin laughed, "Snake that, you villain!"
All 4 of his siblings narrowed their eyes. Shego commented, "Yeah, you really need some help with the punch lines."
No! No, these memories were all wrong! The stranger was supposed to find someone with memories of a goofy sidekick/friend, a naked mole rat, Middleton High School, crime-fighting, and a Mexican fast-food restaurant. Though this girl did remember fighting villains, the memories had showed a recent about-face turn, the subject turning from a hero to a villain herself. And the girl knew of a sidekick and his pet, but only vaguely, they held no real importance to her. With frustration, the stranger followed these memories of the sidekick in hopes of finding memories of another girl, the girl it was supposed to find.
The villainess slashed madly with bright green streaks of burning plasma. Her foe, a 16-year-old with chestnut hair and a determined expression, grabbed her arms and threw Shego down the aisle of the plane they were fighting in. There was a splintering of wood as she crashed straight through a door and into a navigating screen. The pilot shouted, and she silenced him with a light blow.
The secret-agent teenager leapt through the remains of the door and unleashed a rain of punches that Shego deflected.
The stranger stopped the memory and searched Shego's mind for information on the teenager. Kim Possible, the mind told him with hatred. A constant source of annoyance and the very reason (in Shego's opinion) why they were all in this impossible island predicament. The stranger knew the female was wrong, that the near plane crash had all been part of the Source's plan. But that was not important.
With satisfaction, the stranger removed its hand from the unconsious 21-year-old's forehead. It had learned all it needed to know.
Author's Note: Sorry again if I kept anyone waiting. If you're wondering about the Source...well, you'll just have to keep wondering. Several of my coming KP fics, along with this one, will all be linked by the Source (I already have the next one planned out). So until then, readers. Until then.
Random KP Quote Of The Day:
Ron: You know, for someone who can disarm a Doomsday device you seem to be having major mixer issues.
Kim: Ron this machine hates me.
-Two To Tutor