BLUE WASTELAND

A Kim Possible Oddity

By Psychedelic Leviathan And the Voices in My Head



(KP is owned by Disney.)

A/N: If your reading this then the glitch is over. Lousy stupid glitch. Anyhow FanFiction.net rules for fixing it, it probably takes a lot of time to run this site so yeah good for them. And I'll bet it takes even more money. Jeez. The glitch period and not being able to work on my stories gave me greater appreciation for the site. Props to the site for giving me a forum for my warped mind and connecting me to people who actually agree with it.

Another reason for the lateness is that I've been avoiding the internet as the parade of nightmarishly insane websites has been causing my misanthropy to increase. And the message boards...well I'm not gonna start on that.

Now lets get on with the fun. If were a guy and disturbed by last chapter then you may feel better after this. If your afraid of my weirdness, then maybe you should stay out. Cause my stories always follow an order of escalation. Like one of those vicious circle thingies.

Kim had been trying to figure out the liquid lunacy swarming around her head. Her life just didn't make sense even to her. This is where she'd want some outside advice. But unfortunately all of the outside advice around her was highly unreliable. There was Drakken...insane, there was Bonnie...insane-er, there was Drakken's muscle head friend Irv who was intelligent...but still insane. This was where she'd want Wade back. Now there was a rational thinker.

Bonnie had left the room, which was good because how creepy she was. Ever since her trauma she had been huggy happy. Kim was wondering if her lungs would survive this battering. Kim reached over to turn on the radio, hoping to get some relief from the despair which had swamped her eye sight for days. She had often become so wiped that her eyesight wasn't clear at points, it would be her looking through things or being so lost that she sunk into the core of her brain and didn't even grasp that their was an external reality around.

It was her legs. She no longer thought about walking, after a month of this she was lost. Drakken would tell her everyday that Kim Possible would have to walk again, she could do anything. Not only that but Drakken would tell her that after she would regain use of her legs she would start crime fighting again! Kim decided that Drakken was at heart a sweet man, but a very bad liar.

Kim had another disturbing thought. What if she had never really woken up on the hospital bed? What if she was actually dead? It was an unreal sensation. What if she had died fighting Shego and this was not Hell, New Mexico but a literal world of afterlife damnation?

She saw the glass eyed zombie stare of Bonnie as she came back in the room. Bonnie walked as if she had been shot and had the type of smile known normally only to the mentally retarded. Her unruly brown hair was even more disheveled. She waved at Kim.

"Kimmy! I'm back! Did you miss me!"

"You just went to the yard." Kim said quietly. She had always wanted Bonnie to lighten up, but this was going too far to the other extreme.

"What did you say Kimmy?"

"Nothing. Just a little confused."

Kim stifled some strong annoyance. This may have been the girl who made fun of her once, but that was so long ago. Nothing from the old world was left intact. And Kim wasn't going to yell at a girl who had been raped by Shego's thugs until she had lost any and all sense of self and human dignity. That was inhuman. Kim briefly wondered why Shego let her minions do that to Bonnie as she was a woman herself. But that must have been lost like everything else when Shego went mad. Kim figured that the yawning desire for power must have long swallowed whole any and all of Shego's very basic ethics.

But then...Shego had never desired power before. This train of thought didn't make any sense. Kim couldn't think of anything here, other then that Shego was as crazy as the bulk of the human race now. What had caused it though? It was like Shego had been possessed by someone ambitious.

"Kimmy?" Bonnie's cheerful and utterly depressed voice stated. "Whacha thinking?"

"Nothing Bonnie, there's nothing to think about anymore."

"Are trying to reach for the radio? Let me help you."

"I can do it myself."

"You have two broken legs."

"Well they have to heal sometime." Kim paused. "I hope."

"Oh poor Kimmy..."

She braced for another onslaught of the broken hearted girl's affections.

"...you've hurt SO MUCH..."

And lo she was right. Bonnie was on top of her again.

"...but I won't let anything happen to you."

"This almost makes me wish that you still hated me." Kim gasped. "Please Bonnie, this is nice but let me go."

Bonnie released Kim and slunk down in front of her. "But...I'm not mean to you anymore."

"No. You've changed. And I'm glad you did."

"So...why don't you like me?"

"Oh God Bonnie...don't pout..."

Bonnie was pouting in misery now. "Kimmy..." It was a sorrowful and pitiful look.

"Bonnie...it's not you. Its other stuff."

"Are you just telling me that?"

"It's Drakken...and Shego...and the world...and not being to able to do anything. Bonnie do you know what it's like to not have use of your legs?"

"No. But I know of other lands of Hell."

"I'm not me anymore. I can't do anything. It's the great reversal, from able to disabled."

"That's just your body, your still Kim Possible."

"That's ignoring physical pain as something able to change a person. And I'm surprised that you would think that way."

"Why are you saying that?"

"Your not Bonnie Rockwaller anymore either. I'm not the only one whose been trampled on."

"I am Bonnie Rockwaller. Who else would I be?"

"No your not."

"Have I been put into some else's body without my knowing? One that looks just like the old one."

"Your spirit has been destroyed."

"My spirit?"

"Yes Bon Bon, that's exactly what I mean. And mine too." Kim sighed. "I always thought human beings were tougher then that. But you break the body and then it is only a matter of time before you break the soul."

"But the soul is like inside of you."

"No its not. The mind is just us absorbing and processing things from the external world. Without the outer world, without the body there can be no inner self."

"Maybe. But...that just seems too depressing."

"Emotionally yeah. But I see no reason that the universe should be set up for our joy and happiness. The world I now think isn't there to help us, it's just there."

"Its sad Kimmy. Just sad."

"Yeah Bon Bon...it is."

"But that doesn't explain why you say I'm dead."

"The fact that you haven't lashed at me for calling you Bon Bon, that's enough for me to believe that your just a whipped dog like I am."

"Kimmy...your not a dog."

"Your right, I'm not. I'm a cripple."

"Your Kimmy. Your a hero. Your great. And someday soon you'll rise again and stop that crazy green bitch from killing us all."

"Only if you promise that you'll return to being yourself too. Bon Bon."

"What do you mean?"

"This super niceness you have, it just doesn't feel like you. Your not Bonnie anymore. They've broken your spirit."

"You want me to be a brat again? I can't do it. I refuse. Then I'll be just like the people that hurt us."

"Your attitude was hardly on the same level as them. You were just annoying, not evil."

"I was evil." Bonnie whimpered. "I was always making fun of you and other people."

"Are you going to cry?"

"Maybe." She pouted again.

"Well then, do what you need to do." Kim was overcome with pity for Bonnie's facial expression. "Its okay Bonnie, I take back what I said. If hugging everyone and everything in sight is what you need to do, then do it."

"Awwwww." Bonnie hugged Kim. "You do love me!"

"Um..."

"I'll put on the radio so you can listen to it before I go out."

"Your leaving me Bon Bon?"

"Oh yes Kimmy. But I'll be back. I have something to take care of girlfriend."

Girlfriend? Kim wasn't sure if she liked that. "Um, what kind of business?"

"Just something personal." Bonnie said with in a slow, almost mystical voice as she stroked Kim's pretty red hair. "But just in case I don't get back soon..."

Kim then realized what was going to happen. But she was too lost and limp to offer any resistance. And she half wondered what it would be like anyways. What a weird bizarro world she had been cast into.

Bonnie closed her eyes and kissed Kim on the side of the face.

"Bon Bon..." Kim sighed in surprise. "Since when is this your thing?"

"You know normally it isn't. But I just can't help it, your too perfect..."

Bonnie's lips then moved downward and then she leaned on top of Kim and kissed her squarely on the lips. Kim felt herself go numb and then electric pleasure danced throughout her skin. Kim's eyes rolled in the back of her head and her tongue would have stuck out...if not for the fact that Bonnie's was wrestling with it. She began to feel a savage passion coming over her.

Bonnie had wanted to do that for a long time. And now that she had kissed and touched Kim Possible's body, she could go on a personal revenge mission.

Pain may have humbled her, but she was not vanquished as Kim had called her. Shaken up and frightened sure, but spiritually murdered...naw. She was still Bonnie Rockwaller, no matter what had been done to her. And Bonnie knew that Kim Possible was not broken, just seriously bent. Kim would be Kim again once the casts came off and broken bones were to knit together.

They would be together then. Not just as girlfriends, but as teammates. Bonnie wasn't planning on staying weak and powerless. The assault had nearly killed her, it had terrorized her...and it had made her seriously pissed off.

Bonnie had finished strapping on the mechanical second skin. It hadn't taken her too long to figure out the how toos of Drakken's war Armour. She had after all watched him repair it after the guerilla strike mission. And he had plenty of spare ammunition lying around because he had assumed that he would need to be prepared for a lengthy battle.

Bonnie looked at herself in the suit. Her figure was slighter then Drakken's (Especially after the meathead lessons at HELL'S GYM) and she looked almost drowned in it, like a member of the scrawny freshmen football team in their much too big shoulder pads. But with the gattling gun re-repaired one would not be focused on the loose fit but rather on the weapon aimed at their heads.

Bonnie had vowed to bring desolation to them. They hurt her, it was only right that she should get to launch a counterstrike. If she had to have lost her mind then she was going make sure some other people would loose theirs. She wasn't sure if two wrongs would make a right but she was willing to experiment in order to find the answer.

The engines of the war Armour suit roared to life. She was going home for awhile. She knew that Drakken's war Armour could travel at tremendous speeds. As she had promised the leader of the resistance she would be coming back home for brief periods.

A few hours later she flew down hesitantly into Middleton. Shego's minions had the place highly cut off from the rest of the world, waiting for Kim Possible to come back in hopes of finishing her off. Shego was not wholly at ease because of Kim's survival and wouldn't be able to settle into domination until the red haired preppie hero was finished off.

Bonnie spotted a number of Shego's flying robot drones hovering over the flaming ruins of Middleton and decided to land outside of town. During the initial invasion she had witnessed those things shoot down helicopters and low flying planes with their high powered energy beams. She had never witnessed the limits to the Armour and didn't want to find them out the hard way.

Bonnie stalked quietly through the deserted streets that had once been the quiet suburban town she had grown up in. She morbidly expected a tumbleweed to blow by her any second. The only people on the streets were Shego's super thugs, but she was able to sneak past them. Drakken must have built the war Armour out of some kind of super metal, because not only was it strong but it was also so light that she could sneak around fairly well. She wanted desperately to test out the gattling gun and the missile launcher upon the henchmen she'd see, but she was going to meet up with a group of resistance nutcases. They would consolidate their forces and then do some real damage upon the occupation.

They supposedly had created some kind of chemical that could neutralize the staggering regenerative powers of Shego's super goons. It was because of this that Bonnie had decided to show up.

She arrived at their headquarters, the burned out remains of the High School. She saw the leader of the guerillas approach her and her worst fears were realized. She had been told that he was in charge, mainly for his talent in breaking things and punching henchmen. But she couldn't believe that he was the best left in town.

"Bonnie?" The tough looking blonde man asked. He was stripped to the waist with a gun ala Rambo, but there was no mistaking who it was.

"Brick Flagg? YOUR the leader of the Middleton resistance?"

"Yeah. We like resist stuff." He nodded.

"Well is it true? That you've been able to kill the super goons?"

"Uh yeah. It is. One of our science dudes figured out how to...uh..."

"Never mind. I'll just ask them myself. May I come in?"

"Like sure." He shrugged vacantly. Brick may have been thrust into the role of revolutionary, but he was still a feeble minded idiot.

They walked into what used to be the science building, except for the fact that one of the walls had been blown out earlier. There were a number of rebels sitting around and hanging out. Though many were armed the only one with the Rambo look was Brick. Bonnie saw a large blonde man alone from the rest of the group, he was working on repairing a gun. Bonnie felt that he looked familiar, but couldn't place him.

"Yo." Brick told the other large blonde.

"Hi Brick." He said with a weary exasperation. The man looked like someone who could have played football, but he didn't have the aura of a jock, nor the dumb facial expressions of Brick. "How are you doing? Blow anything up today?"

"Bonnie...meet big brother" Brick said. "Big brother...Bonnie."

"No way." Bonnie disbelieved.

That's when the brunette understood who she was looking at. It was Rockie Flagg, Brick's older and smarter brother. The one that the family didn't like to talk about, since he had dropped out of a preppy California high school to enlist in the service several years ago. It was fortunate timing from what she had been told. The next year there had a terrible massacre at a football game involving a psychopathic girl with metahuman powers who had snapped and taken out a vicious rival in a battle that killed masses of people.

Rockie was the Flagg family shame. He had never wanted to do anything that his Dad expected of him, the role of Jock thrust upon him by family pressure. He had hated being made into a conformist and preppie so much that even running away to enlist without a diploma looked better to him.

"Yeah." Rockie said with light sarcasm. "I'm real."

"Weren't you in the Army or something?"

"The Marines. And I got out two years ago. After six years of living bullshit and desert marches."

Brick nodded excitedly. "Yeah. My brother is kick ass."

"What are you doing in this hole?" Bonnie asked.

"Brick told me about how that Shego bitch enslaved everybody here. And he said he wanted my help. And you know how much I like to fight against the man. Doesn't even matter how the man is, I just hate being told stuff by others."

"So...can you kill those thugs?" Bonnie asked.

"Not only can we. But we have." Rockie smiled evilly. "We've invented this chemical that we saturate our bullets with. It negetates their ability to repair themselves and they stay dead after you blow them in half." He picked up a beaker full of blackish liquid. "It's quite useful."

"Well then. Lets crush them." Bonnie stated. "They hurt Kimmy, they must pay."

"Your right on time." Rockie said. "We're about to attack. In fifteen minutes. Just a standard seek and destroy mission though, we don't have nearly enough of the good stuff to liberate the world. Yet."

Brick raised his gun. "Lock and or load. We're gonna kick their butt. WHOOOO!" He began to get excited, trying to rally the rebels. "COME ON Y'ALL WE'RE GONNA SOME ASS!"

"So?" Bonnie asked as she pointed to Brick. "Is that why you ran away from home?"

"Naw. That was all my dad. Anyhow...you didn't come here to ask questions. You came here cause you wanted to get a little of the violence pie huh?"

"That's right. They deserve it."

"Damn right. Damn the fucking man!" The hulking blonde anarchist growled. "Well Shegos's female...but you get the general idea."

"Give me some of that black stuff. I want to find him, the exact bastard who hurt me." Bonnie said as he soaked the rack of slugs in the nasty stuff.

"LETS ROCK!" Brick yelled as he lead the assembled rebels forward. He waved his gun around and gave another: "WHOOOOOOOO!"

"What he lacks in tactics he makes up for in can do attitude." Rockie said.

The rebels filed out of the burned out old school and got ready for what was about to go down. Brick gave a nod of his head and they began to follow him. Bonnie was worried that he was going to start yelling again, but he at least seemed to understand a need to keep quiet when prowling towards the enemy.

The rebels snuck through the quiet ruins of the city to where a group of henchmen were congregating. Bonnie's blood boiled as she saw them taking turns whacking some kid around.

"I told you!" She cried. "I never even talked to Kim Possible!"

"Yeah right." One the goons stated. "Your gonna tell us what we want to know...or we can be hear all day."

Bonnie was about to roar into action when Brick grabbed her from behind and shook his head. "Not yet." He said as the rest of the rebels got into position for the attack. "Okay, nows cool. Lets kick their ass."

The younger Flagg brother sucked in a large quantity of oxygen and let loose a war whoop.

"WHOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Brick yelled as the rebels charged the minions.

"FUCK AUTHORITY!" His older brother added. "VIVA LA RESISTANCE!"

"DIE YOU BASTARDS!" Bonnie howled as she spotted several familiar figures. Well they were going to see how helpless she was now! She delightfully squeezed the trigger on the gattling gun and began plowing down the green clad thugs with salvos of fire.

A few the thugs seemingly remembered her.

"Hey Eric...its that bitch from a couple weeks ago? Remember?" One asked another as Bonnie approached.

"Oh yeah...the tight one." The other laughed.

Bonnie cut those two idiots down with a burst of fire that tore them in half. She remembered those two bastards as having been the leaders in her rape. Well now they would never be able to rape and kill anyone again, they had been utterly obliterated.

A number of the henchmen raised guns and a firefight with the rebels started. But it wasn't a very close one. The rebel force had taken them by almost wholly by surprise. Shego may have made the henchmen tougher, but they weren't any smarter.

Brick Flagg shot one of the henchmen and then tackled another. A couple tried to jump on and him and punch him into the ground but Rockie came in from the flank and laid into them with a fury. The henchmen were very big, but so were the Flagg brothers. They could maul it out with the enemy in hand to hand combat and were doing so.

Bonnie switched to missiles and then launched an anti-personal rocket into a cluster of henchmen that was about to out flank the rebels and destroy them from behind. Those minions were blown to a million wee little bits.

"BEHIND YOU!" Rockie yelled at Bonnie with wide eyes.

Bonnie was able to turn in time to see about of henchmen grab her and throw her to ground with their bulk. This was not a very good strategy on their behalf. The mechanical fist thrust into them and rended human flesh in a most satisfactory manner to the killer Bon Bon. One of them punched her in the head in the melee, causing her head to snap backwards from the impact of the fist. She was knocked down again.

Rockie Flagg grabbed the biggest of the thugs and then drilled him in the jaw with his right fist. "WANNA HIT A GIRL HUH? BE HIT BY THIS LITTLE BITCHES!" He grabbed another one of them and then brutally cock punched him.

Bonnie broke free of their grip as they moved over to concentrate on Rockie. She cocked her gun and then sprayed chemically soaked metal death all over the henchmen who were trying to gang up on Rock.

"Um, thanks." Rockie said with a small amount of fear. She hadn't hit him, but a number of the bullets had come close.

The henchmen were running now, but it was no avail. Brick was urging the rebels on to finish the job.

"We'd better get going." Rockie said. "Shego's forces will return, with tanks and other heavy stuff."

"That's okay." Bonnie smirked as he stood over and kicked some of their bodies. "I had my fun."

Bonnie flew back into Hell, New Mexico. She knew better then to hang around Middleton after that kind of anarchy had gone down. The green hell beast would be looking to severe some heads. She descended upon the back of Drakken's back up lair and set the Armour down.

Right in front of her stood the blue man with his arms crossed. "Bonnie...what the hell did you do with my gadgets?" He was stripped to the waist in order to reveal his steadily growing and sweat covered upper body.

"I needed them to kick some of Shego's minions to the curb."

"That is MY equipment....BON BON. I built it MYSELF, you are not to ever borrow it again."

"I had revenge to carry out. If you had been in my place you would have done this sort of thing too."

"Okay. But you are NEVER to use my Armour again."

"Fine. Jesus."

"And one more thing."

"What?"

"I know what you did."

"I don't follow you Doctor D."

"I KNOW what you and my Kimmy were doing earlier."

Bonnie glared in red faced embarrassment at the blue man, then went inside with a jumping demon in her heart.