Chapter 15: Cross-World Trip

The following day, Shego and Drakken had been up since 10 am with packing and checking the aircraft. They were about to leave when they suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Shego, where's Rosalind?" Drakken asked, he stopped right in front of the main doors.

"She's coming, I think." Shego replied, not really sure but hoping.

"Sorry if I kept you waiting." said a familiar voice, but softer.

The villains turned behind them, and to their surprise was their hostage. She seemed overheated, and yet attractive somewhat. Her hair looked a bit limp, her cheeks were pink, and her eyes were a bit hazy; you really couldn't tell if she had make-up on. She wore a dark blood-red tube-top with a black lace criss-crossing in the front, a black mini skirt with a huge slit on the side, and black high-heeled sandals with straps that wrapped around up to her knees.

"Where did you get that outfit?" Shego pointed, in partial shock and envy.

"My mother sent up some clothing for me since I don't have that much with me." Rose smiled proudly, pulling on her black backpack. "I haven't been shopping since 9 days ago." She said this toward Drakken and he felt really unresponsible.

"All right, come on." Drakken waved off the comment. "We have a ten hour flight ahead of us to the convention."

They left the mansion and climbed into the aircraft, then setting off into the air toward the Villain Convention, back into the un-Pokemon regular World.

Rose didn't know how much of a change she'd go through in another world; more brighter and tanner in color, slim figured, and looked slightly younger in her adult years.

"Wow, so this is what you look like in your world," Rose awed, not believing her own eyes. "I feel like I'm 17 all over again!"

"Yes, get use to it." Drakken grinned down at the young adolescent. "We'll be staying at the convention until Saturday."

"So tell me about the other villains," Rose said, curious in wonder. "I know too much of you and Shego."

"Let's see... there's Monkey Fist." Drakken began to list off.

Monkey Fist?" Rose giggled. "Must like monkeys."

"He wants to rule over monkeys, or said something about Mystical Money Powers." Drakken corrected. "He's an actual English nobleman and knows Tai Shing Peh Kwar, he's a master at that."

"Which would mean Monkey Kung Fu?" Rose asked. "I know the Marshal Arts are very popular back in the Pokemon World, but I've never heard of Monkey Kung Fu. I kinda guessed since the monkey-part is similar to the Pokemon Aipom."

Drakken had almost no idea what she just said, but agreed somewhat. "Yes, I suppose. Anyway, there are other villains besides Monkey Fist."

"Now is that a made up name like yours to cover up an original birth name?" Rose asked, still confused.

"Yes, Rosalind. His original name is Lord Monty Fiske, does that answer your question?" Drakken grit his teeth, annoyed that he was interrupted.

"Oh wow! An English Lord, and he's a nobleman, too! Does he live in a castle in England?" Rose's eyes widened in pure amazement. "I've always wanted to go to England, does he have an accent?"

"SILENCE!" Drakken yelled, a slight breeze blew through Rose's hair. "I told you as much as I knew. May I continue on?"

Rose nodded wordlessly, holding back a cry.

Drakken walked toward a window, looking out at the world below pass by slowly. "As I was saying, there are other villains that might be at the convention. Monkey Fist I know, and another..." He shuddered in thought. "DNAmy."

"I won't ask about her." Rose said, tensing the dislike. "She seems to scar you for some reason, it's not important."

"Right, anyway." Drakken continued. "Duff Killigan is another villain. He's Scottish and a rogue golfer... and where's a kilt."

"It's native for Scottish men to wear kilts and their favorite musical instrument is the bagpipe." Rose said, knowing her culture.

"And there are two more villains." Drakken added. "Well, just one that considers himself a villain. He wants his son to take responsibility and learn ways of villainy."

"Father-son bonding, that's nice." Rose nodded and smiled. "So who are these villains, Drakken?"

"The wealthiest billionaires, Señor Senior Senior and Señor Senior Junior. They live in a huge mansion on their own private island, and I think they're Spanish-speaking... or was it Latin."

Rose laughed, she found it funny that Drakken would confuse himself on known information. "That's okay, I'll probably know all about them during the convention. I just hope they don't think I'm a spy for Kim Possible, or think I'm gonna blow the secret of their private villain convention."

"You're completely harmless, Rosalind. These villains wouldn't dare tough property belonging to another villain. Monkey Fist has his monkey ninjas and knows Monkey Kung Fu, Killigan has his exploding golf balls, the Seniors have their expensive machinery, DNAmy has her laboratory, and then..."

"I have nothing to worry," Rose was relieved for once. "Cousins wouldn't dare touch their own blood, isn't that right?"

"I guess," Drakken replied confused and unsure. "But it's strange that I'd never think of you as a relative."

"You learn something new everyday and you have to face facts." Rose said. "You'll be married to Shego, and we'll be cousin-in-laws!"

"She's got a point there." Shego spoke for the first time that whole flight.

"The pilot speaks!" Rose laughed. "How come you're flying the plane and not Drakken?"

"He lacks the knowledge of direction, something that I have but he wants." Shego practically ignored her Boss/fiancé glaring at her in the background.

Hours later, the beautiful daylight had turned to pitch-black nighttime, Shego kept charge of flying the plane since she knew where the location of the Villain Convention, Drakken had contacted the private hotel were the Villain Convention was held and made reservations for their arrival. Rose had fallen asleep, there was really nothing else to do anyway.

§To Be Continued§