BLUE WASTELAND

A Kim Possible Fan Fiction Oddity

By Psychedelic Leviathan

(KP is owned by Disney.)

a/n: My brain is fried and when it is fried then my abilities like decline or something. But hey, if your looking for read about Drakken laying waste to things then you'll like this chapter.

Oh yeah. And Creative Artist did a drawing based on this fic. Check it silence was broken by Drakken walking in the door. He wiped the sweat from his face and waved to Kim. "Kimmy! I'm back! Well for a little bit, things are busy right now. Sorry very much."

"Drew?" Kim asked. "I was wondering when you'd get home?"

"Kimmy? Whose that?" Drakken asked as he regarded the sullen looking brunette. She looked familiar. And her face was streaked with tears. But Drakken was lost in the bio chemical orgasm of the pump. He did not notice her tears much at all. Even though he had left the grounds of HELL'S GYM his mind was back there. And aside from an immediate task all he was thinking of was his next workout in the iron pits.

He felt bad for not thinking of Kim as much, but he had an important mission of his own to take place tonight.

"That's Bonnie." Kim said. "She's a...friend of mine. Shego's minions have sacked Middleton. She's a refuge."

"Well okay." Drakken shrugged his sweaty shoulders. "I wasn't going to stay long anyhow." He nodded towards someone outside. Bonnie watched as the largest human being she had ever seen ducked his dark head and stepped in next to the former mad doctor. "Me and Irvy have got some stuff to do anyways."

"At this hour?" Kim asked. It was almost midnight.

"Yes." Drakken said.

"Are you going to commit a crime?" She asked. Kim knew what the answer to this was, but she felt like talking to Drakken since he was almost never at home anymore.

The giant spoke. "Only one against those who deserve it." He adjusted his glasses. "Shego has got to be stopped Kim Possible. Or do you object to this?"

Kim looked at Irv. There was something strange about him. It was probably just a visual thing, the sharp contrast between his chess club glasses and his Roman Gladiator's physique. "Its not like I could stop you anyways in my current state." She said. "What are you two crazy boys going to do?"

"A lesson in respect." Irv stated. "Those bastards think its so cool to terrorize people weaker then they are?" He pulled himself up and his mountainous frame shivered with a trembling force. "So we're going to see how they like it when someone bigger and stronger then they are shuts THEM up for a change." Almost no one heard him inaudibly add: "With weapons that go boom..."

"And we're gonna break some stuff." Drakken smiled.

"Well...yes. But that's not the main thrust of this attack. Its aimed at THEM." Irv told his blue disciple. "Anyhow Kim Possible...we are off."

"Your not going to pick up any of Drakken's equipment?" Kim asked.

"No." Drakken said. "Hell Gym's is providing the weapons for this." He pointed to the door with a turn of his blue head. "Come on Irv. Raiding times awasting'." They exited the room. "I'll be back soon Kimmy." He said from outside. A minute later the squealing of car tires was heard as the two psychopaths took off on their self created mission.

Kim and Bonnie were now looking at each other again.

"Your friends are interesting." Bonnie noticed verbally.

"Well only Drakken's my friend. Irv is his associate in male stupidity."

"What exactly are they going to do?"

"Knowing Drakken it's some kind of grand liberation of the human race from evil thing. Drakken is only good at the abstract, he's rather pathetic at the details. His glorious fight back against Shego will probably just end in some petty vandalism or them throwing rocks at a building."

"And this is the guy whose our last hope or something?"

"Not very re-assuring is it?" Kim sighed. "But technically yes he is."

"He looks different then on TV. Did he get a haircut?"

"No. Nothings different about him that I know of."

But Bonnie had been asking a question she already knew the answer to. The difference wasn't really the hair, though it was even longer then it had been in the past since neither Drakken nor Kim had gotten a hair cut in a while. It was the body. The self inflicted punishment and the drugs were effecting a visible mutation in the blue man. Kim had noticed it too, but then she had never been an admirer of macho types. Drakken's flabby body had silently (at home anyways) begun morphing into one larger and stronger then before. Bulges of blue sinew were now materializing in his arms and legs. His neck was thicker. And even his chest was different, it was no longer totally flat. Kim had been repulsed by the transformation...but Bonnie thought it was more then somewhat alluring. She wondered...what would it be like to be with a BLUE man? His bizarre skin hue gave him a sort of exoticism...at least to Bonnie anyways.

"Yeah." Bonnie lied. "I must be seeing things that aren't there."

"Middleton really screwing you up that bad?"

"Yeah. It must be that." Bonnie was pulled back into her depression by mention of Middleton. It reminded her of the horrors taking place there since Kim had been knocked out of action.

"Well, back to Middleton."

"Do we need to talk about it? I want to go to sleep. It was a long trip."

"Bonnie. You were crying."

"So what?"

"You should talk to me about it."

"Like you really care."

"Oh please. I let you come here because I No concern for your well being."

"Well...okay." Bonnie pouted weakly. She wasn't crying anymore, but looked like she could do so again quite soon. She slumped over and sat next to Kim. "Kim basically there is no Middleton anymore. Its as messed up as the rest of the country. Shego's evil supermen are everywhere. They can't be killed. They can't really be stopped. Shego came into town after she broke your legs, she was looking for your family so she could capture them. She wanted insurance against you in some way. I guess she's still afraid of you, even though your so hurt.

They came into town and those bastards tore things up. They looted and pillaged and did whatever they wanted. They killed loads of people, I can still remember watching them do it. They shot some of their victims, but others they drug into the street and beat like dogs. And still others they tortured as according to whatever their depraved desires were that day. They crucify and they burn. Its like the medieval times they'd tell us about in school. Only with the Inquisition you could cut off one of their heads if you got lucky.

They knew who I was and they captured me. They did things to me to try to get information about you. But no amount of pain can take out a secret that someone doesn't honestly know. Though I know I told them a bunch of lies in the process because I was hurting and I wanted to STOP..."

Bonnie seemed to wince at the memory and she quivered. She looked downward.

"Bonnie...what happened to you?"

"Kim...they HURT me. They would hit me, and not let me sleep or eat. And when that didn't work they would do other things."

"I'm not sure if I should ask. But maybe you would feel better if..."

Kim wasn't allowed to finish her sentence. Bonnie had an emotional eruption that was a cross between homicidal rage and suicidal anguish. "They fucked me Kim! Goddamit don't you get what I was so directly hinting at? Those bastards ravaged me...they made me bleed and hurt and GODAMM..."

Bonnie's rage was spent up in those few short seconds. She folded like a card house in an earthquake and began moaning away tearfully. Kim had suspected such things from her earlier tone, but it was always terrible to have such fears confirmed.

"Bonnie...I'm so sorry...God..." Kim rambled. "That's horrible..."

"Kimmy...hurt them...hurt them badly..."

"I can't."

"You'll get better!"

"Bonnie..."

"Whose going to stop Shego? Your the only one who can!"

"I can't beat Shego."

"You have too! Otherwise even more people will be hurt!"

"I can't. The villains are too powerful. And even if they weren't...I'm all washed up."

Bonnie's mood did another dramatic turn. "This is about MY life you selfish bitch! No one else but you can stop that psycho woman from hell!"

"Don't you think I tried that already?"

"I never thought you'd be a quitter!"

"Bonnie. They killed my best friend. They'll kill me too."

Bonnie's latest hurricane force blast of wrath died down rapidly. "Why will they kill you?"

"I can't do it alone. And Ron was the only partner I ever had."

"What about Drakken?"

"Me and Drakken working together to fight someone...its just too weird an idea to contemplate."

"Well there's obviously some existing chemistry going on between the two of you."

"What in the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"I've seen the way he looks at you. You say he's pre-occupied with his newfound male bonding, but I don't think that's entirely true Kimmy."

"Back off Bon Bon."

"You are so in love with Drakken. I saw how desperate you were to talk to him when he came in here. And he is obviously going retarded for you right back. I haven't been here long, but its just so there that you can't help but notice it."

"Hey Bonnie..."

"You pressed to find out what was wrong with me despite me not wanting to say anything. I feel I should be able to speak too."

"Well okay." Kim said fearfully.

"What's wrong?"

"You've never really liked me before now."

"So?"

"On the phone, I knew Drakken wouldn't care if you came here. Hell he's used to transients of various kinds. Its how he met Shego in the beginning."

Bonnie wasn't sure what Kim was going after. "So what does that mean?"

"I wasn't sure if I wanted you here. I was afraid too Bonnie."

"Why? Your Kim Possible."

"Kim Possible with two broken legs. I was afraid you might take advantage of my injury to well...torture me." She squeaked weakly.

Bonnie's face went back to lamentably sad. "Kim...that hurts."

"You have wanted to see me hurt before."

"I wouldn't want to KILL you or anything. I just didn't like you because you were better then me at things. All the things that would have gotten me noticed."

"You don't hate me?"

"No. Secretly...I really liked you Kimmy."

Kim was perplexed at this revelation. "Um...okay?"

"Yeah. There...I said it." Bonnie smiled gently through the bitter tears. "I like you Kimmy."

Kim was then engulfed in an almost savage hug. She hadn't felt this uncomfortable in along time...no make that ever. Her pretty green eyes rolled back into her head and she weakly returned the tremendous hug. Kim looked down and saw that Bonnie's face was completely blessed out. Her eyes were closed and she had a freakish, almost demented smile on her lovely face as she hugged Kim. Kim wondered now if hugged was in fact the correct term. No it wasn't at all. The correct term for what Bonnie was doing was know as 'groped' or 'fondled' or 'perverted.'

It was then Kim finally had a realization about the dark haired girl. Enlightenment usually came swiftly for Kim Possible, she was a highly intelligent individual. But in the case of the Bonnie situation it had taken longer, most likely because her brain was so wracked with various emotions regarding the destruction of Middleton.

But it was clear to her now.

Bonnie was insane.

And not just slightly insane. Not the wimpy functionally insane that myriads of people quietly had. This was the real deal. This girl was deranged, twisted as an LSD'ed out pretzel and clearly should not be let outside of the house. Kim had witnessed her moods change every two seconds between the most extreme polar opposites of nuclear wrath and weepy despair. She had blasted Kim for being unable to save the world and then she had tackled her in a full body hug. Kim saw Bonnie's dark eyes open and stare into her. And in them was sparkling madness.

"Are you sure your not going to torture me Bonnie?" Kim asked fearfully.

"No Kimmy." Bonnie grabbed her again. "We're going to best friends. I'm going to make it up to you, for all of the mean things I did. And we're going to ve the best of best friends cause I love you so much now."

Kim did not like this level of desperation at all. Bonnie WAS going to torture her, even if she wasn't fully aware of the fact that she was doing it. She had to tell herself that this was the result of trauma, but that didn't help too much as Bonnie was still crushing her lungs.

"Okay Bonnie. We can try that." Kim stated with terrified optimism. She wished Drakken was there to save her from Bon Bon. Where the hell was he anyways?

"I love you Kimmy. You saved my life."

"Um...thats nice Bonnie."



"So what happens if Shego's guards see us?" Drakken asked. The blue psychopathic adjusted the re-amped gattling gun on his repaired war armour. Irv checked to make sure his disturbingly big automatic weapon was loaded.

"We throw acid in the lead one's face and run before they can shoot us." Irv said. "Or if we really have too then we blow their ass up. And while we're on the subject...always care an extra vial of flesh searing acid. Its one of the cardinal rules of HELL'S GYM missions."

"The rest of them go on missions."

"Some do. Mainly we just do random anarchist stuff against the man. And right now the man is Shego. Well figuratively speaking. This will be a standard demolition job. And as always if we are caught or killed the meatheads around the way will brag about our actions and give us mad props."

They crept towards the group of henchmen that had been hanging around the cluster of buildings that Shego's minions had constructed fairly recently out in the New Mexico desert. Neither Drakken nor Irving knew what was inside of these creepy warehouses, but whatever it was they planned to blow it into a million pieces.

"Lets roll out homeboy." Drakken nodded.

"Yeah. Lets break stuff."

"NOT SO FAST MORONS." A loud voice rumbled from behind.

Drakken saw that a number of the green clad men had been on patrol for spies or saboteurs. And they had succeeded.

"Don't call me a moron you goddamn moron." Drakken retorted with more emotion in his voice then logic in his head. He then raised the weapons arm of his war Armour and a torrent of steel slugs penetrated the man, blasting him in twain and spreading his blood and guts across the landscape.

"You said it dawg." Irv said as a couple of the henchmen tackled him.

"Irv!" Drakken yelled. He wanted to help but a bunch of henchmen were coming up the ridge and he had to do whatever it took to stop them. "Alrite you green bitches...make my bed. Oh wait that's no good. MAKE MY DAY...PUNKS!"

Drakken then delivered on his bold statement. He had in addition to repairing the war Armour given it's offensive firepower a significant boost. The powerful gattling gun was now disturbingly violent, capable of firing hundreds of rounds every couple of seconds. Drakken tore the minions up, rotating on his right foot to create a 360 degree circle of total annihilation as the slugs shredded human flesh. He heard the infernal screams of the henchmen as they were exploded into reddened shreds of thoroughly dead humanity.

Irv pulled out the acid and soon the henchmen who had overtaken him were reeling in agony as their eyes and then faces melted from the chemical assault. It was then a simple matter for him to take out his weapon and blow them to pieces. He shot up two of them. Then he strangled a third who had been staggering around screaming from the acid attack. Then he pulled out a Rambo knife and not so cleanly gutted the fourth.

"Well that was pretty off the heasy." Drakken smiled as he blew the smoke off of the gun.

"Damn." Irv laughed. "That's one slick piece of work there."

"Just another testament to the genius of my mind." Drakken said. "Science can kill anything these days."

"I know. It can kill things, it can clone things, it can orbit shit. Hell I'll admit it. Science is cool."

"Lets go trash their base."

Drakken flew towards the base while Irv picked up and began to carry some powerful explosives forward. A number of armed henchmen tried to intercept him but their weapons failed to bring him down. He laughed as he lay waste to more of the goons with another burst of rapid fire. He was destroying them so easily that it was becoming a kind of bad video game.

Drakken then switched the weapon arm from a gattling gun that was now running out of ammunition to his anti-personnel and high power missiles. A line of red light extended from the missile rack to the main building in this Shego base. Happy that he was properly lined up to launch he pulled the trigger.

There was a terrible explosion as the biggest of the warehouses went up in a flash of light and flame. The tank killers had done the job properly and in violently fun fashion.

That's when a missile when streaking by Drakken's head. He saw that from the blazing ruins of the warehouse had emerged a large robot almost a hundred feet in height and vaguely humanoid. That wasn't the most advanced thing Drakken had ever seen but it looked well armed enough to get the job done on him. Drakken saw the errant missile turn around and began chasing him.

"Goddamn heat seeking crap!" He yelped. Drakken then countered by switching his weapon arm back to gattling gun. The missile began to close the distance on him. He fired a burst of rounds that hit the heat seeking missile and knocked it out of the sky.

Drakken had just enough to time to see that more missiles were coming straight for him, the giant weapons platform discharging volleys of missiles from it's mechanical shoulders. "GAH!" He yelled firing in vain at them. He destroyed several of the incoming objects, but not enough.

Drakken would have been able to fire another clip but the robot fired a blast of blue light energy at him that nearly vaporized him outright. The thickness of the beam had been so great that he would have been fully engulfed by it, not one atom would have remained intact. He just narrowly avoided this fate.

Though he had evaded the huge death beam he saw that the robot was powering up for another massive blast. And that the heat seeking rockets were now closing upon him. He knew well that his suit could resist personal weapons, but not missiles. Drakken shot up all but one of the incoming missiles.

And that one got through struck the front of his weapon arm with an explosion that almost dropped Drakken from the sky. Though he was not killed since it hadn't struck his body he was now in a very bad position, he had nothing with which to fire at the steel behemoth.

The engines of his war Armour were badly damaged and he had barely enough left to get back to the ground without falling like a stone and being either killed or paralyzed. Drakken descended fairly quickly and wound up on his back. Though he was not hurt directly the war Armour was busted up pretty badly.

Drakken looked up to see the robot advancing up him. It wasn't going to shoot him, it was going to step on him. Drakken knew he wasn't going to be able to strip off the war Armour in time. He was a dead man. The machine raised up it's foot.

And then with an explosion it toppled backwards. An explosion had crippled it's right leg. Drakken could see a man jumping off the side and running away from the collapsing giant as fast as feet could run.

"HOLY SHIT MOTHERFUCKER!" Irv stammered. "DID YOU SEE THAT?"

"HELL YA!" Drakken yelled in excitement as he watched the huge machine fall in crippled fire. It's lights went out as it crumpled to the ground and it's mechanical life was ended. "HELL YA!"

"GODDAMN!" Irv hollered in ecstasy as he watched the colossus fall and the base burn. "YOU TALK ABOUT BREAKING STUFF...BUT MOTHERFUCKER WE BROKE STUFF!"

"BUSTED SHIT UP!" Drakken yelled back as he got to the mechanical feet of the badly damaged war Armour.

Then he saw Irving's expression become sober again. "Holy fuck." The tall man stated. "Drakken...look."

The fragments of the henchmen were slowly regrouping into piles. The piles were becoming legs, or arms, or torsos, or even heads of men. Despite Drakken's having unloaded around ten thousand rounds into them they were very much still living.

"This is too fucked up for even me." Drakken stated. "This is Terminator shit."

"Lets get out of here." Irv said wisely.

They headed out to there truck which they had parked a mile away from the battlefield. They both wanted to blow out of there as quickly as possible.

"But Drakken lets not loose sight of one important thing." Irv said as he turned the key to the truck. "We kicked their ass and we won. That base of there's is gone from the face of the Earth now. And whatever they were building, we broke it. WE WON DAMMIT."

"We won." Drakken said stupidly. It was a fact that hit him like a stack of bricks. He had never won in anything before in his entire life. This was quite scary.

Drakken was finally home at 2 AM. He walked in to see Kim Possible still awake. "Kimmy?" He asked.

"Drakken. Your back?"

"In the flesh."

"Take me to the bathroom NOW."

"Oh...right."

Drakken listened to Kim talk from outside of the door. "Drewie...I think it may have been bad to bring her here. Bonnie seems somewhat well demented."

"Who isn't around here?"

"She wants to be my best friend. And this is coming from a girl who hated me just a few months ago."

"Well you'll have a best friend. That's more then I have."

Drakken carried her back to the couch and set her down gently. Drakken finally noticed that Bonnie was sleeping on a sleeping bag right at the feet of Kim's couch.

"Its creepy." Kim said.

"She's just traumatized and looking desperately for someone to cling too. I know, I've been there before. Many many times."

"Okay. But you'll stop her from hurting me right?"

"You know I wouldn't let anything happen to you. Well...anymore."

"You swear it?" She said with fearful eyes.

"No one in the world is going to hurt you again. If Shego herself comes through that window trying to cut you, I'll kill her dead." Drakken comforted her with his abnormally confident words and took her trembling hands into his.

Kim looked into Drakken's face. "I'm scared at night. Ever since I got hurt, anyone can hurt me if they want too."

"No one can hurt you. Not with me around."

"Do you promise?"

"I do promise." Drakken said gently as he drew closer to her. Kim liked the warmth that his now masculine body provided. It was so cold in the desert at night. Drakken looked into Kim's unbelievable eyes and felt as if he could stare stupidly forever. "You'll never get hurt again."

That was when it happened, a moment Kim Possible never would have thought of in a million years.

Drakken was kissing her.

And not weakly either, but passionately and warmly. She put her arms around his muscular back and they made out with a hotness.

They separated and Kim came up for air.

"Wow." Kim smiled breathless.

"I've wanted to do that forever." Drakken smirked. "Your so pretty that it's insane."

"Am I more pretty then Bonnie?"

"Yes."

Kim went for what she wanted to know. "Am I more pretty then...Shego?"

"Hell yes you are."

There was another moment of silence. Drakken then ran his fingers through Kim's hair. "Get better Kimmy. We're gonna need you to fight alongside us when things get ugly later on."

"Okay. Goodnight Drewie."

Drakken turned out the lights and went to his room. Kim lay awake in the darkness blushing ferociously and smiling wonderfully. Her life made even less then ever, being stuck in between the love of a blue man and a somewhat scary dark haired girl. But right now it was all good.