BLUE WASTELAND

A Kim Possible Fan Fiction Oddity

By Psychedelic Leviathan



a/n: I'm weak from being sick, so that's why this took so long to appear.

"Well Shego, I see you've once again failed in your mission."

"Don't you dare order me around. You may be a mad doctor too, a better one even, but my days of taking orders from ANYONE are over."

"Fine. But that doesn't change the fact that you failed." Professor Dementor glowered. "Shego we need that plutonium for our combined scheme."

"Well then get me some help."

"Your new super goons aren't enough? And weren't there ten of them when you went out?"

"Yeah. And they all came back. See?" She pointed towards the three green and black uniformed stranglers, who were now marching back into the evil camp. The bio regenerative powers instilled in them by the combined genetic warping of Dementor and DNAmy had made them virtually unkillable.

There had been of course a few downsides to such experimenting. A few of the henchmen had begun to mutate in horror show fashion, sprouting scales, gills and additional arms and legs. But none of those henchmen were still included in the operation. DNAmy was making them her personal bodyguard for the new evil campaign.

A tall British man in a black outfit jumped into camp. "Don't worry Shego. Reinforcements have arrived for our evil legion. And we don't mean no monkey business." A couple dozen monkey ninjas now followed Monkey Fist back into camp.

"Oh yes, the wide and wonderful world of puns. How funny." Shego sneered with a snotty attitude.

"And I should just take my monkey army back to Africa?"

"No." Dementor interjected. "Don't you do that. We're almost in position to launch our biggest attack ever."

"I still don't get how we're going to get past all of Uncle Sam's goons." Shego said. "There must be thousands of soldiers in that place."

"That's where those things come in." Dementor grinned as he saw that DNAmy's mutant army was finally arriving. Gigantic monstrosities with tentacles for legs, multiple eyes and numerous mouths that jutted out of each side of their armored bodies. Their forms were a chaotic confusion of teeth, tentacles, wings, horns, slimy tongues, eyes and other horrible features that made up their bodies. They would drive men mad from just from looking straight onto them. These entities roared in a grotesque fashion that was equal parts war howl and disgusting slurping.

They were so horrorific to behold that even Shego had trouble keeping down her lunch. She turned almost as green as her outfit while Monkey Fist gave out a mad giggling as he ran his simian eyes over the abominations. A number of the henchmen puked all over themselves. The only one not terrified was Dementor as he was an insane mad scientist and had been warned ahead of time of what to expect.

"What are those things?" Shego asked loudly, trying to raise her voice above the inhuman cries.

"DNAmy's being reading some Lovecraft lately." Dementor smiled. "We will attack quite soon."

"These creatures are both sick and wrong."

"Completely and absolutely. That's why they will be instrumental in attacking the army's positions. While the assault spawn keep the soldiers tied up we will be free to get to the nuclear fuel we need for our plan."

"Yes...the plan."

That was of course the reason why Shego was working with fools like Monkey Fist and why she had been working with Drakken until it became obvious that he wasn't going to pay off. Power and wealth were big things for someone who had grown up poor. And evil was attractive to someone who had spent so many years around her idiot hero brothers. She would love to see their reaction to when this master plan to enslave the world would pay off. And she knew it would.

Because already it had been shown that little Kimmy wasn't going to mess this up. Shego and ten of the super thugs had been more then enough. Now she would be pitted against a legion of villains and an even bigger number of goons. Shego liked this idea. She was going to see little miss perfect drug through the mud and kicked in the head long before she even took over the world. And then when the opportunity was right she would teach the brat an everlasting lesson in respect.

This was going to be fun.

The dawn was coming up.

"Alrite men, women and things...MOVE OUT!" Dementor yelled. The great horrors of the assault spawn lurched forth from evil base towards the enemy encampment with a terrible cluster of sounds. Then the villains and their henchmen followed the slimy tracks, making sure not to step in any the acidic goo lest it melt them.

Drakken stood outside of school. Kim Possible hadn't been around yesterday to give him his daily self defense lesson. She liked beating on him so he wondered where she had been. Drakken was starting to get quite bored from waiting around.

He felt a heavy shadow fall upon him, a husky breathing ensued. He turned to look up and was greeted by the slurred word "Faggggot." It was Carlos again.

"Well well if it isn't the neighborhood tub of lard?" Drakken laughed back at the local bully. He had long since lost all fear of him.

"You got lucky punk. I want a re-match."

"Do you really need a beating that bad?"

"Your going down little man."

Carlos tried to grab Drakken but he moved too fast. The blue man then kicked the bully in the right knee cap, causing him to fall over like a chopped tree. "TIMBER!" Drakken yelled stupidly as the profane jerk fell upon one knee, then collapsed entirely as the left leg feebly attempted to hold up his mass of flab.

"You got lucky again man lover." Carlos groaned. "Owww."

Drakken stepped over the prone behemoth to get a better view of the school. He saw Ron walking with Kim, who was...nursing a black eye? Drakken knew something bad had happened immediately. Not just something bad but something that rowed against the very tides of fate. As he got closer he saw that the black eye was not alone, her legs and arms were bruised. There were some very obvious cuts. This could only mean one very impossible thing...somebody had beaten Kim Possible and beaten her bad!

"Kim Possible..." Drakken began. He then cut himself off when he realized that the next words out of his mouth would have been: 'AH HA! THIS PROVES YOUR NOT ALL THAT!' He felt an amount of concern that overpowered the desire to see his enemy shamed. "...are you okay?"

"Do I look okay blue boy?" She retorted angrily.

"No not really."

Kim's face looked downward. "Sorry I snapped at you. I haven't felt like myself lately."

"What happened?"

"I don't want to talk about it out here." Kim said. "Ron...can I talk to Drew alone?"

"Um, I guess." He said. "Come on Rufus lets go get some nacos."

"Yeah!" Rufus agreed. They walked off, Ron wondering why Kim wanted to speak to Drakken by herself and a little bit envious. Then he remembered that it was Shego who had done those things to Kim and she probably wanted to talk to Drakken about Shego. Maybe Drakken knew some embarrassing secret about her or something. That would make sense. Anyhow Ron had some money in his pocket now that Carlos was no longer beating him up for it everyday, so he could afford to get some nacos. Ron went on his merry way.

Drakken saw Kim Possible walk up to him, he felt a little nervous though his brain wasn't sure as too what was causing it.

"Kim Possible?"

"Just Kim. We know each other now."

"So what exactly do you want?"

"We need to go somewhere with less people. I don't want to have to deal with someone like Bonnie right now."

"Don't you have pom pom girl practice right now?"

"Barkin excused me for having been...well beaten within an inch of my life."

They walked away from the school and headed towards a nearby park where that was largely deserted. They were alone save for a few senior citizens who couldn't really hear anything anyways. Kim sat down on a bench and gestured for Drakken to sit down, which he did with a degree of uneasiness. The blue man looked over at Kim was a degree of concern. Kim looked at him sadly, though it must be stated that was a different kind of sadness then the type expressed in her manipulative pout. She looked positively desolate as her fiery hair hung almost motionless in the slight breeze. Kim looked down at her hands glumly.

Drakken was now fully worried. "Kim Possible..Kim...what's wrong?"

"Drakken your used to loosing all the time right?"

"At this point...yes. Though I did enjoy a delightful victory over the local bully."

"Well I'm not used to this. I'm supposed to be perfect, I'm not supposed to loose or fail ever."

"Kim why won't you tell me what happened?"

"Shego and her goons happened. She somehow made your old group of henchmen really good. And they just crushed me." Kim whimpered a little bit.

"Those obviously couldn't have been MY henchmen Kim. She probably bussed in a couple of minions from some legitimate villain and then dressed them up as my henchmen."

"Is that supposed to be funny?"

"I'm sorry. But I'm just not very witty. Or bright for that matter."

"I know."

"You not supposed to agree with me when I talk like that. Unless of course we're still enemies."

"No Drakken we're not. In fact I think we'll be even better friends now that we have something in common."

"What's that?"

"Shego."

"Yes." Drakken then clenched his fists in rage. "The evil one!" He grumbled in frustration. "Shego thinks she's all that! But she's not!"

Kim smiled at him. "Is that right?"

"Kim Possible is all that! But never Shego!" He smiled at her.

"Do you mean that?"

"Of course I do. Shego doesn't have half of what you got! Your a better fighter then she is definitely, you have more brains then she does, you have the buffoon, your much prettier then she is..." Drakken rambled.

Kim noticed that. "Drew? Did you just say what I think you did?"

"What? About the buffoon?" He said absentmindedly. Drakken said plenty of things that he was unaware of.

"No you said I was...prettier then Shego."

"Oh." Drakken smirked uneasily. "Well yes, you are." He then looked down right away and crushed a stick with his foot.

"Um thanks." Kim said. "That's a pretty big compliment. Shego's a pretty girl, despite everything else she does in life."

"Yeah. She sure is. Which made it even harder to separate from her."

"But didn't she leave you?"

"You are a stickler for details Poss...Kim."

"I'm observant. Its part of the whole hero thing. Though I wasn't very heroic last night."

"Sure you were. You had no chance against Shego and those super goons. But you tried anyways."

"No. Trying doesn't mean doing. They still got away." She said sadly.

"Sorry."

"Drew how did you handle loosing at so many things in life?"

"I've found that having a sense of humor goes a long way. And a positive outlook in the face of being doomed by your own stupidity."

The Kimmunicator beeped and Drakken saw Kim stand up and then make some conversation with the computer genius whose name Drakken did not know.

"I gotta leave right away Drew. Shego...she kind of succeeded in her evil mission."

"Oh? Right now?"

"Well yeah. I just have to get Ron first."

Ron began to run off but then doubled back and ran up to Drakken.

"You forget something?" He asked.

Kim's eyes rolled upward and her face became slightly red. "Drew?"

"What?"

"Do you think I'm...prettier then Bonnie?"

"That ho bag? Of course!"

"Thanks."

Kim ran off again, leaving Drakken by himself on the bench.

The evil legion had succeeded! The assault spawn had broken through the enemy defenses and lead the way into the base, devouring everything in their path. Many had been killed by artillery fire, but that was okay. Monkey Fist was a very close personal friend of DNAmy and very easily could convince her to create more of those things quite easily.

(A/n: This is where your supposed to go "eww" that such a mental image. I know I did when I wrote it.)

The villains had captured several nuclear warheads that they were loading up into their black supersonic jet. This would be critical for their plan.

"Well finally we got this done." Shego said. "We've been out here for days."

"Yeah lets flee this hole. Presently and immediately." Dementor told Shego right before he was knocked down and out by Kim Possible, who had swung into him on the rope attached to her grappling hook.

"Kim Possible." Monkey Fist stated with profound boredom. "I never would have guessed."

"Well at least you don't flinch annoyingly every time. Unlike Drakken." Kim said.

"Oh yes." Shego said. "The evil buffoon."

Ron Stoppable then fell out of the sky next to Kim.

"Ouch." Rufus stated from his pocket.

"Did you miss with your grappling hook again?" Kim asked.

"Um...no." Ron said.

"Well Kimmy, I assure you that this wouldn't miss." Shego smirked. Kim had been distracted with trying to see if Ron was alright and she was rewarded by being kicked in the head by Shego. As an old saying once went, no good deed ever goes unpunished.

Kim then began to fight with Shego. She kicked at Shego who feinted backyards, leaving Kim with nothing but empty air. Kim chopped at Shego who countered with her hands. Shego then punched Kim square on the chest, driving her backwards. Kim wasn't sure what was going on. She had always been able to handle Shego before, but something was wrong with her. Shego was much faster then she had been in the past, not to mention stronger. Shego grinned evilly and grabbed Kim by the throat, the teen hero saw those horrible claws being raised for the kill.

"Good bye preppie." Shego sneered at Kim.

Shego was then taken down from behind. Ron had cut her down at the knees, tackling her from behind. This allowed Kim to pull herself back up.

Shego was not happy with that at all, overtaken by wrath she grabbed Ron by the scruff of the neck and tossed him through the air. Then Shego began to advance upon him with death on her face. She was going to show the buffoon who was boss, on a permanent level.

"Um Shego...you don't want to do that." Ron stammered. "Cause see I'm flying right now...angel dust and everything so just keep it real and no one gets hurt."

Shego promptly leveled Ron with a jumping kick straight into his gut. He collapsed and hit the floor. This completely incensed Kim, who took Shego down from behind with a roundhouse kick to the head without caring that such a thing was cheap at all. No one was going to hurt Ron like that!

Shego was floored by the blow, Kim Possible had given Shego her absolute very best blow to the head and the black haired vixen was nearly knocked out. Kim ensured that she was fully knocked out when she grabbed Shego by the neck and kicked her solidly in the jaw. Shego's vision was blurred with explosive pain and she was knocked out just like that.

Kim would have kept whaling on the woman who would have cut Ron's throat but she was then attacked by the rest of the evil legion. Monkey Fist's foot grazed the side of her head as she saw him coming straight at her without fear. She punched Monkey Fist but soon was struck down from behind by a group of about a dozen Monkey Ninjas. When she turned to fight the hairy little bastards she was grabbed from another angle by Professor Dementor's musclemen and a couple of the green and black super henchmen. It was a swirling mass of anarchy and rage that engulfed the lone heroine and sucked her into it's hard fisted depths. For every kick she could get off she was drilled at least ten times. They hit her everywhere. Kicking her in her face, driving a boot into her back, an elbow to the side of the head, a kick driven into her knee caps, a brawny henchman arm coming from behind to choke her thin neck.

The battery was relentless. The skull, the leg, the arm, the chest, between her legs, the knee cap...no part of her was not savagely beaten by all of those evil hell spawn. Kim Possible was attacking them with a primitive fury at this point, more the rabid dog then a girl. But she was swamped by them and they drug her down and defeated her.



Cold penetrated her as she lay in some unfamiliar bed.

"She's not dead." A voice stated.

Kim Possible opened one eye, the very act of which was quite fatiguing. She hurt all over, a mass of punished flesh and whining bone. She became aware of a great deal of dried body.

"What happened?" Kim asked.

"You got outnumbered. Listen Kim Possible...we have some bad news for you."

"What happened?" Kim repeated.

"You friend was also beaten on like you were. But he wasn't as physically tough and didn't fare so well."

"What do you mean fare so well? I'm barely alive."

"Which is much better then what happened in the fight to him. I'm sorry, but the skull and the ribs can only absorb so much before they cave in."

Kim was shocked, what she had always feared since the start of taking her friend along on missions...it had finally happened.

"Do you mean to tell me? Ron? Hes..."

"Yes. We're sorry, but no one on Earth could have revived him after that beating."

Kim Possible broke down and for the second time in two days she cried. But yesterday's pain could not match that of the horror show moment when one knows that their life has been irreversibly changed. There were moments of trauma in everyone's life that you would never forget as long as you drew breath and this was one of them. Kim Possible cried in agony at how her life had been shattered to pieces.

"Ron..." She whimpered primally.