Spooky Angel: Ratigan and Basil actually are real Disney characters. Great Mouse Detective, actually. Just altered.

            "So that's the Dimens-porter", Basil mused. "It looks a bit, well, clunky."

            The device was comprised of a large, silver metallic ring that was supported on an ascending platform with stairs. There was a remote that was attached to a pipe, through which the wires were threaded. Think the Stargate, only lacking in the Egyptian motif.

            "Well, it is", Shego replied. "Most of Drakken's stuff usually is. But at least it works."

            Just then, the Kimmunicator beeped. Shego sighed. "Wade again?"

            "Has to be", Veeken replied. "No one else has this number." She activated the Kimmunicator. "Wade?"

            "I did an analysis of the plans for the newer version of the Phoebus project that Drakken made, and you probably won't like what it does."

            "So?", Shego asked. "I usually don't really like the stuff that Drakken makes. Anyway, what does it do?"

               "According to the designs, it's supposed to be like the original Phoebus project, only, instead of giving the person hit by the beam extreme intelligence, it gives the person accelerated fighting skills."

               "So, it doesn't take Sherlock Holmes to deduce what happened. Drakken creates this device, intending to go after Monkey Fist intending revenge, and decides to test his fighting skills first before he actually does attempt revenge. That's easy enough to comprehend", Ratigan thought. "So, as Ron would put it, everything's hakuna, right?"            "Nope", Wade said, shaking his head. "Remember how the effects of the first Phoebus project wore off after awhile?"           "I do seem to recall that", Ratigan mused, while Rufus nodded his head in agreement.

               "Well, that fault has also appeared in the version Drakken created."

               "Does Drakken know of this fault?", Basil asked.

               "Knowing Drakken", Ratigan replied. "Probably not. So, if Drakken doesn't know about this problem, and he thinks the effects are going to last a lot longer than they really are… Uh-oh."

               "What do you mean by 'Uh-oh'?"

               "Then if Drakken doesn't know about the time limit of the device, that means in he's in serious danger", Veeken finished.

               "So we have to track Drakken down before he gets himself hurt…or worse", Basil said.

               "Precisely", Wade replied. "Actually, it shouldn't be hard. I can recalibrate the DNA tracker so it can locate Drakken's trail. But you'll have to go into other dimensions to follow it."

               "No problem, then", Shego said, pushing the red button on the remote. A light-blue energy portal appeared in the ring.

               "So, how are you going to track us when we're in another dimension?", Veeken asked.

               "With these", Ratigan replied, pulling out four blue-colored watches.

               "Watches?"

               "No", Shego replied. "They're tracking devices disguised as watches. It's one of the few of Drakken's creations that actually works."

               "Actually works?!", Basil exclaimed, gulping audibly.

               "Don't worry, it's done it before, so I doubt it's going to spontaneously combust this time."

               Meanwhile, Basil took Ratigan aside. "Are you sure we can trust her, Ratigan?", he asked.

               "I'm not sure. But I don't really think we have much of a choice."

               "So, are you ready to go?", asked Shego.

               Basil and Ratigan looked at each other, both trying to hide their unease.

               "Ready and willing", Veeken interjected.

               Rufus hopped into one of Veeken's cargo pants pockets as she stepped through. Basil stepped through next, passing an uneasy glance at Shego. Ratigan was last, glancing back at Shego. "I might never see her, or anyone, again", he thought. But he shook the thought from his head. "Well, it's too late to turn back now." He stepped through the portal.

               To be continued…