Shego began her criminal career in a place where countless people go to make a name for themselves: New York City. She started out as a jewel thief, raiding upscale shops and Park Avenue penthouses and selling the jewels for a hefty profit. But although her "business" got her a sprawling apartment in Greenwich Village and a Harley-Davidson (green, of course) she was still unsatisfied. The thefts were too easy; she longed for a real challenge, something that would set her apart from all other thieves.

It wasn't long before an opportunity presented itself. Shego was in the apartment of her fence Lenny for their weekly meeting. Standing in his kitchen, she watched as he drooled over the gems she had brought him. Hours earlier she had taken them from the apartment of a well-known actress.

"Beautiful, just beautiful," Lenny said as he fingered a diamond tennis bracelet. I love working with you, Shego. You have such good taste."

"Whatever," Shego mumbled.

"Why so glum, my friend?" Lenny asked. "The jewels alone are worth a fortune, but add the celebrity angle and the price doubles! We're gonna make a killing!"

"And by that you mean what, fifty, sixty grand?" Shego asked. "You know what the super villains in GO City would call that? Chump change!!"

In a fit of anger Shego overturned Lenny's kitchen table with her glowing gloved hands. Gems scattered across the floor; horrified, Lenny collapsed onto his hands and knees and frantically began scooping them up.

"I am so sick of this nickel and dime stuff!" Shego snarled. She began to pace around the room, oblivious to Lenny's rescue efforts. "Any two-bit thief can grab a few jewels! That overrated actress won't miss them at all! She'll just file an insurance claim and laugh at me all the way to the bank! I need a heist that means something, something that will force people to notice and respect my superior skills!"

"You mean that?" Larry asked as he picked up the last of the gems. "In that case, do I have a job for you!"

Now it was Shego's turn to drool. "Really?" she asked. "Do tell."

Later that night, Shego found herself perched on a ledge across from what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse. According to Larry, the warehouse was merely a cover for a top secret government lab. Word on the street was that their top scientists had developed an artificial intelligence computer chip. Named the A.I. chip, it could give any machine the power to think and act independently. Getting to the chip would not be easy, Larry warned. The chip was heavily guarded by soldiers and the finest security system tax dollars could buy. But if Shego succeeded, she stood to make millions on the black market. Shego didn't need to think twice.

Shego scanned the surrounding area with night vision goggles for any guards. Satisfied the coast was clear, she quickly climbed down the building and made her way to the back of the warehouse. She found a small window with a flimsy lock; in one fluid motion she picked it, opened the window and slid through.

The warehouse was empty except for some scattered debris; it looked as though no one had set foot in the place for years. Shego was unfazed; as a crime fighter she had infiltrated many super villain hideouts that were often disguised as abandoned buildings. Drawing from that experience, she scanned the area with her goggles for the most likely location of a secret entrance. Her eyes quickly fell upon a thermostat. Upon closer inspection she noticed that unlike the other items in the warehouse, it was not covered in a thick layer of dust. With one glowing gloved finger, she touched the thermostat, shorting it out. Immediately the floor underneath Shego dropped and she found herself hurtling down a spiral slide. Moments later she was deposited in front of a heavy steel door.

The next two hours was an exercise in skill, daring and mind-numbing patience. Shego picked locks, disabled alarms, dodged security cameras, took out a guard or two and navigated a seemingly endless maze in her search for the computer chip. Finally a door slid open to reveal the room she wanted. On the far wall were dozens of built-in storage units and a control panel. She cautiously approached the control panel and studied the many buttons. After several minutes she smiled and confidently pushed a large blue one. A drawer popped out of the wall like a piece of toast, revealing the A.I. chip.

"Score!" Shego cried, grabbing her prize. "This proves once and for all that I am the greatest thief ever! Who else could have pulled off such a…"

KABOOOOM!!!!

The door to the control room fell onto the floor in a twisted heap of smoking metal. Shego tensed herself for combat, ready to take down whatever super soldier had managed to track her down. But she was not at all prepared for who entered the room; he was blue skinned, badly dressed, and even from a distance Shego could detect a rather unique odor surrounding him. Images of all the science nerds she had tormented in high school immediately sprang to mind.

The man didn't seem to notice her as he strode into the room. "At last! The chip is within my grasp! Soon I, Dr. Drakken, will rule the world!"

"I hope you don't mean the A.I. chip," Shego said, holding it up. "Because in that case, you're gonna need a new hobby!"

Drakken snapped out of his little world and stared at her in surprise. "What?! Who are you and what are you doing with MY chip?!"

"In the order you asked, you're gonna need a new hobby, Shego, and I'm going to make a fortune selling this chip!"

"I think not," Drakken replied angrily. "I have big plans for that chip! You will hand it over right now or else!"

"Or else what?" Shego asked, amused.

"Or else…HENCHMEN ATTACK!" Drakken cried. Instantly half a dozen hulking men in red uniforms came pouring into the room; two minutes of but-kicking, bone breaking, gut punching action later they were lying on the floor in a groaning heap. The blue skinned man stood in shock as Shego fixed her hair.

"Not bad for a warm up," she said as she put her comb away. "What else have you got?"

"What else have I got? What else have I GOT?" Drakken fumbled around in his pockets as he talked. "I've got something really good! So good you'll be trembling in sheer terror…AHA!" He whipped out a pocket calculator and pointed it at her.

"Ooooh, I'm so scared," Shego said. "What are you going to do, add and subtract me into submission?"

"It may seem like a mere calculator to your inferior mind, but it's really a…powerful death ray! Don't come any closer!"

Shego merely grinned and walked towards him.

"I mean it!" Drakken cried. "Stop right there!"

"Okay," Shego said, stopping less than two feet from him.

"Okay indeed!" Drakken said with more confidence. "Everyone bows to the will of Dr. Drakken!"

"Yeah, I guess you're too much for me…BOOGA BOOGA!" Shego yelled suddenly, jumping at him and waving her hands.

Drakken let out a high-pitched scream and threw the calculator at Shego. It didn't even come close to hitting her; instead it sailed across the room and hit a button on the control panel. Red lights began to flash and alarms shrieked. Panicked, Drakken ran for the door but he didn't get far; laser cannons dropped down from the ceiling and fired at him, knocking him back.

"Stay down," Shego growled. "Those lasers are motion sensitive. I'm gonna go deactivate them!" She made a break for the control panel, ducking and dodging laser blasts. Suddenly she felt searing pain rip across her side. With one final leap she reached the control panel and hit the CANCEL button. Falling to the floor, she could hear Drakken shouting something before everything went black…