Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible
Okay, I see you all liked the last chapter; that's good. What makes me all the happier is that Shego2Drakken likes this story better than the last; that is not meant to be sarcastic, it shows I'm improving. Being one of my toughest critics, I'm glad she approves. Anyway, I realize that Aeris background is still a mystery, but if I told you everything right away, where would the suspense be? Besides, most series on TV always have the characters talking, or remembering something, that no one in the audience understands, until they explain it later on. Trust me on this.
*~* flashback
*~*~* dreamscape
The Assassin: Nemesis
Chapter 3
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"So, he cares for this person more than anything?" Quetzalcoatl asked Aeris.
"Seems that way," she said pouring herself a drink. "He protects her, they are always together."
"Except when they sleep," the god said thinking out loud. "That is when we should take her. What did you say her name was again?"
"Bonnie."
"Such a crude name."
"Yes."
-----
At the moment, the person in question was walking to her summer job, at her mother's flower shop. Bonnie still hated her mother, but this was her only source of income, and with things to pay for, such as car insurance, it was a lifesaver. She sighed when she reached it, and saw her mother behind the counter. Who she saw in front of the counter surprised her slightly. Shego stood in front of the counter, reaching into her wallet to get some money. Taking a deep breath she pushed the door open and stepped inside.
"I'm here," she said.
"Oh, hi Bonnie," Shego turned to look at her. "I didn't know you worked here."
"Well, I do."
"Bonbon, please, don't be so rude to the customers," her mother scolded. "Samantha and I were just talking about her brother, why haven't you invited him over for dinner?"
"Mo-om, can we not talk about this now?" she whined.
"What, all I want to know is why I haven't met him."
'There are several reasons,' Bonnie thought.
Shego picked up on this and said, "I'll talk to him for you, Miss Rockwaller, but I can't make any promises."
"Thank you, Samantha."
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"Sarah, time for your bath," Nate said walking into the living room. "Where is she?"
He walked through the house, looking in each room as he went. As he searched for her, he wondered if it was right to ask Shego to get him some flowers to give to Bonnie. Having no eye for such things, it would have been a disaster had he gone, plus he really didn't feel like meeting Bonnie's mother. Sure they had been going out for a while, almost seven months, but he still didn't want to meet her. From the vibes Bonnie had been giving off when she spoke of her, it didn't help matters much.
"We have plenty of time for games Sarah, but now is not the right time," he called out. 'Man, I should kill them just for leaving her here, but I'll leave them to Jinai.'
He opened his door, and looked around the room, seeing nothing he decided to look deeper. There she was, under the bed, one of her favorite hiding spots. Walking forward, hearing her catch a breath and hold it, he grabbed the foot of the bed and lifted it right up.
"Found you, now come on, it's not gonna be that bad," he reached with the other hand to pick her up. "I promise Sam didn't use all the hot water this morning."
"O-okay," she slowly crept out from under the bed.
"I know, I know, there's nothing worse than a cold shower or bath, but when you live with her, it's inevitable."
*****
Aeris and Quetzalcoatl walked down the halls of the Dark Council's HQ, having gotten a call to come. They both had a feeling that this was something that wasn't too important, but it gave them something to do. Upon entering the room, they saw an estra figure standing off to the side, a the handle of a sword could be seen poking up over his shoulder, his eyes giving off a blue glow.
'Great, this is just what we need,' Aeris thought with a sigh, 'someone else to look over our shoulders.'
"Quetzalcoatl, we feel you are moving too slow with your assignment," the center figure said.
"Your point?"
"We have decided to give you some help, our top operatives," he said gesturing to the figure in the corner. "This is Chaos, he's our best."
"I still don't see your point. Why should we need any help from you, or this weakling over here?" Quetzalcoatl jerked his thumb at Chaos, whose eyes seemed to flare a little at that remark.
"Be careful who your pointing that at," Chaos said as he stepped forward.
"Looks to me like it's right where it should be, don't you think so Aeris?"
"I don't know and have no opinion," she said with a slightly amused smile on her face. 'But if he's supposed to do as we say, he might actually come in handy.'
'You're right about that, he could be useful,' he thought back. "Fine, we'll accept this small bit of help, just because we're obligated to under our contract."
"Good, we're glad you agree," the one to the far right said.
*****
"I'm not going," Nate said as he pulled the flour from the cabinet.
"Why not?" Shego asked from the table.
"Because, I have to make dinner here," he fished out a measuring cup and scooped out the flour. 'One cup, two cups, two and a half cups.'
"Oh please, anyone could make pizza."
"That last time I let you cook, you burned everything, and we ended up getting take out."
"Come on."
"Sam, no, I will not go over there," he grabbed the yeast from the fridge and measured out two teaspoons.
"Again, why not?"
"Too many memories."
"Of what?"
"Of what happened to her when she was younger. I've been there once before, and I don't care to go again."
He then popped the vat in the breadmaker and set it to make the dough. In quick, fluid motions he reached into the cabinet, pulled out a glass, and turned on the faucet.
"What happened to her?"
"I...can't tell you, I promised."
"I understand."
"Go ask Sarah what she wants on her pizza."
"Okay."
He downed the glass of water in one gulp, and placed the glass in the sink. After that, he sat at the table, and picked up the paper, seeing that another two people had gone missing. The problem with them no longer having their souls was that he could no longer sense where they were, plus, if he suddenly found them, he would be blamed for it. That was usually the way things would go in times of paranoia.
"Pepperoni and extra cheese," Shego said as she entered the kitchen.
"And you?"
"Pepperoni, extra cheese, mushrooms, peppers, bacon, sausage, onions and some garlic," she ticked off each of the toppings on her fingers.
"We're out of onions, mushrooms and bacon."
"Whatever, the usual I guess."
"Right. I gotta call Bonnie," he picked up the phone and was about to dial when it rang. "Hello?"
"Nate, how are you, how's everything going?" Erica's voice floated in through the receiver.
"Hey Mom, everything is fine," he said.
"Really, you don't sound fine, are you sick?"
"No, just a little stressed, that's all."
"Okay, is Sam there?"
"Yeah, here," he handed the phone to Shego, who grabbed it and started talking.
*****
Late that night, at the Rockwaller residence, a figure floated outside of Bonnie's window, in the pouring rain, watching her. The rain stopped just above her head, sliding down the side of an invisible shield. Aeris quickly passed through the wall, and extended her nails. She jumped on the figure in the bed, ripping tearing, slicing at anything she could get her hands on. Once there was nothing left she realized all she'd sliced were a bunch of pillows.
"DAMMIT!" she screamed throwing a shredded pillow at the wall.
"Is someone in there?" Mrs. Rockwaller asked as she opened the door.
Aeris lunged at her from the bed, wrapping one, clawed hand around her throat, the other poised, ready to be jammed into the woman's skull.
"Where is she?" she asked through gritted teeth, her bright red eyes flaring.
"W-where is wh-who?" Mrs. Rockwaller stammered.
"There is no use playing dumb, but if you insist, there are other ways of getting my answer," her eyes narrowed as her poised hand was pressed against the younger (but older looking) woman's head. The next moment it passed through her head, and slipped out the other side. Mrs. Rockwaller fell to the floor, dead. "That's where she is."
*****
"Well, that isn't good," Nate said as he looked at the scales, which dipped just a little bit more. 'Chaos must have come back, why can't they ever just stay dead.'
Three knocks to the door snapped him out of his reverie, and he went to open the door. Opening it, he saw Bonnie standing there, soaked from the rain.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he asked grabbing his trench coat off the rack and throwing it over her.
"I had a bad feeling," she said and stepped inside, walking to the couch.
"Suun sereniad," Nate waved his hand at the door.
"What was that?"
"Just in case you were followed," he jumped over the back of the couch to land next to her. "It's an old spell, but still quite effective. Evil can't enter unless it's invited."
"Thank you."
"No problem."
"Nate?" she asked leaning against him.
"Yes?"
"I'm glad you didn't come tonight."
"Why?"
"Mother was in one of her more bitchy moods," she said with such distaste that Nate felt his mouth go dry. "She just kept going on and on about how I'm a failure."
"Drunk?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I suppose we'll just have to go there tomorrow and talk to her," his ear nearest to the door quirked as he heard a motorcycle pull up. 'Dammit, why now?'
"What was that?"
"I'll be right back," he said getting up and looking out the window on his way to the door. "Stay here."
"Kay."
He got the door and opened it, making sure he had his pike firmly grasped in his hand. He had something new to show Chaos, and he was sure that the assassin would be not so pleasantly surprised. The rain poured down, but he could clearly see the headlight of the black motorcycle.
"So, we meet again," Chaos said swinging his leg over the seat.
"Can we just get this over with?" he asked swinging the shortened pike out in front of him, but a different transformation took place. Instead of the pole extending, the blade began to extend, three, four, five feet long, while the handle grew another six inches.
"Swords it is," the dark assassin grinned and pulled his out. "Just for the record, I won't fall for that same trick twice."
"We shall see."
Chaos, instead of charging, jumped back on his bike and revved it up. He turned it straight at Nate, and took off, holding his sword out in front like a lance. Nate saw what he was doing, and knew what to do about it.
'The young ones are always so predictable,' he thought as the bike sped towards him.
At the last second he rolled to the side, and swung his sword out, slicing the motorcycle right down the side, and taking off Chaos' lower legs in the process. Yeah, I know, kinda like when Morpheus sliced the SUV down the side, but believe me, I was planning this long before I saw the movie. The blue-eyed terror swore and pushed himself off the bike before it could crash. When he landed on the wet pavement, his legs grew back, pants and all.
"Whoops," Nate said shrugging.
"I liked that bike," he said through his teeth.
"Boohoo for you."
'Well, he seems to have improved,' Chaos thought.
"Hey Chaos, how do you feel about Tartarus, think it's nice this time of year?"
"What, what do you mean, what's Tartarus?"
"The pit of lost souls, didn't Cheron tell you that much?"
"You mean the ferry boat driver?"
"Who else crosses the river Styx?"
"Uh."
Nate put his head in his hand, for someone who had been wandering the banks of Styx for gods know how many times, he sure knew very little.
"Forget it, you'll find out when you die."
"But I'll just come back."
"Not when I'm through with you."
"Would you look at the time, I gotta go," Chaos said looking at his watch, and then vanished.
"Good riddance," Nate turned and walked back to the house.
*****
"I take it you both failed?" Quetzalcoatl asked the two standing before him. "Never send a boy to do a god's work."
Chaos stared back at this person who claimed to be a god, but all he had was a pair of wings. Who was this person to go around saying that he was a god, when his energy was so low a baby could have beaten him.
"The girl should have been easy prey for you, Aeris, what went wrong?" he stepped up to the jet black girl, staring her right in the eye.
"He must have warned her, it is the only way she could have been prepared," she said looking away.
"And you, what's your excuse?" his feral eyes turned to Chaos now.
"Why the hell should I tell-" he didn't get very far in his threat as Quetzalcoatl latched his, now dragon, hand around the assassin's throat and lifted him off the ground.
"I will not have someone whose energy could barely fill a thimble think that he has the balls to presume to speak back to me with such an indignant tone," he hissed and then threw Chaos aside, and through a wall.
'Who are these people?' Chaos thought as he stepped through the hole, the puncture wounds in his neck, from the spiked scales on Quetzalcoatl's hand, sealed up. 'I'm probably gonna need some help on this. Good thing I have my own group to order around.'
"Now we know that the girl is at his home, and she is still our main target, mind you," Quetzalcoatl said. "Aeris, I already know that you can move through the shield, and Chaos can easily keep Kul occupied. You grab her, sedate her, and bring her here, then we will proceed with the plan."
"Right," she said and looked over at Chaos. "Think you can handle that?"
"Yeah, yeah, just make sure you don't screw it up," he retorted.
Aeris threw her head back as trills of laughter sprang from her throat.
"Me...screw this up," she said between fits of laughter. "You crack me up, kid."
"Who are you callin' a 'kid,' you're not much older than me," he stepped past her.
"I'm about fife-thousand years older than you," she placed her hand on his shoulder, and pushed by him.
'Somehow, I don't think they're getting along,' Quetzalcoatl thought with a smile as he sat down. 'Oh well, it doesn't matter.'
*****
Morning came and light shone down through the window, right on Nate's face. Not being one to sleep with a light on, his eyes slowly opened. Memories of the previous night floated into his mind, what he'd done, and what he'd done after that. There was a weight on his chest, and, after moving the green trench coat, he saw Bonnie's head nestled against him.
"Her mother," he said looking at the sleeping girl on top of him, "she's dead."
Being sure to be gentle and not wake her, he lifted her off him and turned so he was sitting on the couch. He looked at the floor and saw that his pants and tank top had been discarded during the night, and he was clad only in his boxers, his heavily scarred body was revealed. Bonnie stirred, making slight sounds of frustration as her arms seemed to be trying to fend off something.
"Her memories," his hand slowly wandered onto her forehead. "I know she told me specifically not to look."
"Then you shouldn't," Shego said coming down the stairs, but stopped when she saw the condition he was in. "Rough night?"
"You could say that," he turned to look at her.
"Aeris?"
"No, someone we haven't seen in a long time."
"You mean Chaos?"
"Yeah."
"You kill 'em?"
"No, he got away."
"It's not like you to let a target get away."
"I do if I know they're coming back. And let's face it, Chaos is basically a boomerang between life and death, he'll just keep coming back. Unless..." his eyes opened wide in realization. "I know where I can find the answers."
"Where?"
"I'll be back," he grabbed his pants and started to pull them on. "Tell her I went to find some answers. No 'playing' with her while she's asleep."
"Aw, you always have to ruin my fun," she crossed her arms and pouted.
"Just call Kim, I'm sure she's just as horny as you," he picked up his tank and threw it over his head then went for his boots.
"You're right, I'm gonna do that right now," she went to the kitchen for the phone.
'I can't ask Wade, he wouldn't know, Rinon might know, but she's unreachable at the moment. I'll just ask Aki, she'll know for sure,' he thought as he grabbed the two large shotels from their stand. 'It's either that, or try to beat it out of his friends.'
"Where are you going?" Shego asked as he turned the doorknob.
"Aki's, I'll be home by noon."
TBC
There we go, third chapter all done. I hope Chaos doesn't mind my making Quetzalcoatl and Aeris act like that towards him. You must see how people who are used to having no help react to having someone placed with them, against their will no less. Especially when it's someone less qualified for the job. But ignore that last sentence, just ranting over a project I have to do with the class idiot. Anywho, it'll all be over in a few days. I have a different method of killing Chaos in mind, none of that live by the sword, die by the sword. It all has to do with a little...shit, I shouldn't be telling you this. Forget that last sentence. That's all for now, see you all real soon.
Okay, I see you all liked the last chapter; that's good. What makes me all the happier is that Shego2Drakken likes this story better than the last; that is not meant to be sarcastic, it shows I'm improving. Being one of my toughest critics, I'm glad she approves. Anyway, I realize that Aeris background is still a mystery, but if I told you everything right away, where would the suspense be? Besides, most series on TV always have the characters talking, or remembering something, that no one in the audience understands, until they explain it later on. Trust me on this.
*~* flashback
*~*~* dreamscape
The Assassin: Nemesis
Chapter 3
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"So, he cares for this person more than anything?" Quetzalcoatl asked Aeris.
"Seems that way," she said pouring herself a drink. "He protects her, they are always together."
"Except when they sleep," the god said thinking out loud. "That is when we should take her. What did you say her name was again?"
"Bonnie."
"Such a crude name."
"Yes."
-----
At the moment, the person in question was walking to her summer job, at her mother's flower shop. Bonnie still hated her mother, but this was her only source of income, and with things to pay for, such as car insurance, it was a lifesaver. She sighed when she reached it, and saw her mother behind the counter. Who she saw in front of the counter surprised her slightly. Shego stood in front of the counter, reaching into her wallet to get some money. Taking a deep breath she pushed the door open and stepped inside.
"I'm here," she said.
"Oh, hi Bonnie," Shego turned to look at her. "I didn't know you worked here."
"Well, I do."
"Bonbon, please, don't be so rude to the customers," her mother scolded. "Samantha and I were just talking about her brother, why haven't you invited him over for dinner?"
"Mo-om, can we not talk about this now?" she whined.
"What, all I want to know is why I haven't met him."
'There are several reasons,' Bonnie thought.
Shego picked up on this and said, "I'll talk to him for you, Miss Rockwaller, but I can't make any promises."
"Thank you, Samantha."
-----
"Sarah, time for your bath," Nate said walking into the living room. "Where is she?"
He walked through the house, looking in each room as he went. As he searched for her, he wondered if it was right to ask Shego to get him some flowers to give to Bonnie. Having no eye for such things, it would have been a disaster had he gone, plus he really didn't feel like meeting Bonnie's mother. Sure they had been going out for a while, almost seven months, but he still didn't want to meet her. From the vibes Bonnie had been giving off when she spoke of her, it didn't help matters much.
"We have plenty of time for games Sarah, but now is not the right time," he called out. 'Man, I should kill them just for leaving her here, but I'll leave them to Jinai.'
He opened his door, and looked around the room, seeing nothing he decided to look deeper. There she was, under the bed, one of her favorite hiding spots. Walking forward, hearing her catch a breath and hold it, he grabbed the foot of the bed and lifted it right up.
"Found you, now come on, it's not gonna be that bad," he reached with the other hand to pick her up. "I promise Sam didn't use all the hot water this morning."
"O-okay," she slowly crept out from under the bed.
"I know, I know, there's nothing worse than a cold shower or bath, but when you live with her, it's inevitable."
*****
Aeris and Quetzalcoatl walked down the halls of the Dark Council's HQ, having gotten a call to come. They both had a feeling that this was something that wasn't too important, but it gave them something to do. Upon entering the room, they saw an estra figure standing off to the side, a the handle of a sword could be seen poking up over his shoulder, his eyes giving off a blue glow.
'Great, this is just what we need,' Aeris thought with a sigh, 'someone else to look over our shoulders.'
"Quetzalcoatl, we feel you are moving too slow with your assignment," the center figure said.
"Your point?"
"We have decided to give you some help, our top operatives," he said gesturing to the figure in the corner. "This is Chaos, he's our best."
"I still don't see your point. Why should we need any help from you, or this weakling over here?" Quetzalcoatl jerked his thumb at Chaos, whose eyes seemed to flare a little at that remark.
"Be careful who your pointing that at," Chaos said as he stepped forward.
"Looks to me like it's right where it should be, don't you think so Aeris?"
"I don't know and have no opinion," she said with a slightly amused smile on her face. 'But if he's supposed to do as we say, he might actually come in handy.'
'You're right about that, he could be useful,' he thought back. "Fine, we'll accept this small bit of help, just because we're obligated to under our contract."
"Good, we're glad you agree," the one to the far right said.
*****
"I'm not going," Nate said as he pulled the flour from the cabinet.
"Why not?" Shego asked from the table.
"Because, I have to make dinner here," he fished out a measuring cup and scooped out the flour. 'One cup, two cups, two and a half cups.'
"Oh please, anyone could make pizza."
"That last time I let you cook, you burned everything, and we ended up getting take out."
"Come on."
"Sam, no, I will not go over there," he grabbed the yeast from the fridge and measured out two teaspoons.
"Again, why not?"
"Too many memories."
"Of what?"
"Of what happened to her when she was younger. I've been there once before, and I don't care to go again."
He then popped the vat in the breadmaker and set it to make the dough. In quick, fluid motions he reached into the cabinet, pulled out a glass, and turned on the faucet.
"What happened to her?"
"I...can't tell you, I promised."
"I understand."
"Go ask Sarah what she wants on her pizza."
"Okay."
He downed the glass of water in one gulp, and placed the glass in the sink. After that, he sat at the table, and picked up the paper, seeing that another two people had gone missing. The problem with them no longer having their souls was that he could no longer sense where they were, plus, if he suddenly found them, he would be blamed for it. That was usually the way things would go in times of paranoia.
"Pepperoni and extra cheese," Shego said as she entered the kitchen.
"And you?"
"Pepperoni, extra cheese, mushrooms, peppers, bacon, sausage, onions and some garlic," she ticked off each of the toppings on her fingers.
"We're out of onions, mushrooms and bacon."
"Whatever, the usual I guess."
"Right. I gotta call Bonnie," he picked up the phone and was about to dial when it rang. "Hello?"
"Nate, how are you, how's everything going?" Erica's voice floated in through the receiver.
"Hey Mom, everything is fine," he said.
"Really, you don't sound fine, are you sick?"
"No, just a little stressed, that's all."
"Okay, is Sam there?"
"Yeah, here," he handed the phone to Shego, who grabbed it and started talking.
*****
Late that night, at the Rockwaller residence, a figure floated outside of Bonnie's window, in the pouring rain, watching her. The rain stopped just above her head, sliding down the side of an invisible shield. Aeris quickly passed through the wall, and extended her nails. She jumped on the figure in the bed, ripping tearing, slicing at anything she could get her hands on. Once there was nothing left she realized all she'd sliced were a bunch of pillows.
"DAMMIT!" she screamed throwing a shredded pillow at the wall.
"Is someone in there?" Mrs. Rockwaller asked as she opened the door.
Aeris lunged at her from the bed, wrapping one, clawed hand around her throat, the other poised, ready to be jammed into the woman's skull.
"Where is she?" she asked through gritted teeth, her bright red eyes flaring.
"W-where is wh-who?" Mrs. Rockwaller stammered.
"There is no use playing dumb, but if you insist, there are other ways of getting my answer," her eyes narrowed as her poised hand was pressed against the younger (but older looking) woman's head. The next moment it passed through her head, and slipped out the other side. Mrs. Rockwaller fell to the floor, dead. "That's where she is."
*****
"Well, that isn't good," Nate said as he looked at the scales, which dipped just a little bit more. 'Chaos must have come back, why can't they ever just stay dead.'
Three knocks to the door snapped him out of his reverie, and he went to open the door. Opening it, he saw Bonnie standing there, soaked from the rain.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he asked grabbing his trench coat off the rack and throwing it over her.
"I had a bad feeling," she said and stepped inside, walking to the couch.
"Suun sereniad," Nate waved his hand at the door.
"What was that?"
"Just in case you were followed," he jumped over the back of the couch to land next to her. "It's an old spell, but still quite effective. Evil can't enter unless it's invited."
"Thank you."
"No problem."
"Nate?" she asked leaning against him.
"Yes?"
"I'm glad you didn't come tonight."
"Why?"
"Mother was in one of her more bitchy moods," she said with such distaste that Nate felt his mouth go dry. "She just kept going on and on about how I'm a failure."
"Drunk?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I suppose we'll just have to go there tomorrow and talk to her," his ear nearest to the door quirked as he heard a motorcycle pull up. 'Dammit, why now?'
"What was that?"
"I'll be right back," he said getting up and looking out the window on his way to the door. "Stay here."
"Kay."
He got the door and opened it, making sure he had his pike firmly grasped in his hand. He had something new to show Chaos, and he was sure that the assassin would be not so pleasantly surprised. The rain poured down, but he could clearly see the headlight of the black motorcycle.
"So, we meet again," Chaos said swinging his leg over the seat.
"Can we just get this over with?" he asked swinging the shortened pike out in front of him, but a different transformation took place. Instead of the pole extending, the blade began to extend, three, four, five feet long, while the handle grew another six inches.
"Swords it is," the dark assassin grinned and pulled his out. "Just for the record, I won't fall for that same trick twice."
"We shall see."
Chaos, instead of charging, jumped back on his bike and revved it up. He turned it straight at Nate, and took off, holding his sword out in front like a lance. Nate saw what he was doing, and knew what to do about it.
'The young ones are always so predictable,' he thought as the bike sped towards him.
At the last second he rolled to the side, and swung his sword out, slicing the motorcycle right down the side, and taking off Chaos' lower legs in the process. Yeah, I know, kinda like when Morpheus sliced the SUV down the side, but believe me, I was planning this long before I saw the movie. The blue-eyed terror swore and pushed himself off the bike before it could crash. When he landed on the wet pavement, his legs grew back, pants and all.
"Whoops," Nate said shrugging.
"I liked that bike," he said through his teeth.
"Boohoo for you."
'Well, he seems to have improved,' Chaos thought.
"Hey Chaos, how do you feel about Tartarus, think it's nice this time of year?"
"What, what do you mean, what's Tartarus?"
"The pit of lost souls, didn't Cheron tell you that much?"
"You mean the ferry boat driver?"
"Who else crosses the river Styx?"
"Uh."
Nate put his head in his hand, for someone who had been wandering the banks of Styx for gods know how many times, he sure knew very little.
"Forget it, you'll find out when you die."
"But I'll just come back."
"Not when I'm through with you."
"Would you look at the time, I gotta go," Chaos said looking at his watch, and then vanished.
"Good riddance," Nate turned and walked back to the house.
*****
"I take it you both failed?" Quetzalcoatl asked the two standing before him. "Never send a boy to do a god's work."
Chaos stared back at this person who claimed to be a god, but all he had was a pair of wings. Who was this person to go around saying that he was a god, when his energy was so low a baby could have beaten him.
"The girl should have been easy prey for you, Aeris, what went wrong?" he stepped up to the jet black girl, staring her right in the eye.
"He must have warned her, it is the only way she could have been prepared," she said looking away.
"And you, what's your excuse?" his feral eyes turned to Chaos now.
"Why the hell should I tell-" he didn't get very far in his threat as Quetzalcoatl latched his, now dragon, hand around the assassin's throat and lifted him off the ground.
"I will not have someone whose energy could barely fill a thimble think that he has the balls to presume to speak back to me with such an indignant tone," he hissed and then threw Chaos aside, and through a wall.
'Who are these people?' Chaos thought as he stepped through the hole, the puncture wounds in his neck, from the spiked scales on Quetzalcoatl's hand, sealed up. 'I'm probably gonna need some help on this. Good thing I have my own group to order around.'
"Now we know that the girl is at his home, and she is still our main target, mind you," Quetzalcoatl said. "Aeris, I already know that you can move through the shield, and Chaos can easily keep Kul occupied. You grab her, sedate her, and bring her here, then we will proceed with the plan."
"Right," she said and looked over at Chaos. "Think you can handle that?"
"Yeah, yeah, just make sure you don't screw it up," he retorted.
Aeris threw her head back as trills of laughter sprang from her throat.
"Me...screw this up," she said between fits of laughter. "You crack me up, kid."
"Who are you callin' a 'kid,' you're not much older than me," he stepped past her.
"I'm about fife-thousand years older than you," she placed her hand on his shoulder, and pushed by him.
'Somehow, I don't think they're getting along,' Quetzalcoatl thought with a smile as he sat down. 'Oh well, it doesn't matter.'
*****
Morning came and light shone down through the window, right on Nate's face. Not being one to sleep with a light on, his eyes slowly opened. Memories of the previous night floated into his mind, what he'd done, and what he'd done after that. There was a weight on his chest, and, after moving the green trench coat, he saw Bonnie's head nestled against him.
"Her mother," he said looking at the sleeping girl on top of him, "she's dead."
Being sure to be gentle and not wake her, he lifted her off him and turned so he was sitting on the couch. He looked at the floor and saw that his pants and tank top had been discarded during the night, and he was clad only in his boxers, his heavily scarred body was revealed. Bonnie stirred, making slight sounds of frustration as her arms seemed to be trying to fend off something.
"Her memories," his hand slowly wandered onto her forehead. "I know she told me specifically not to look."
"Then you shouldn't," Shego said coming down the stairs, but stopped when she saw the condition he was in. "Rough night?"
"You could say that," he turned to look at her.
"Aeris?"
"No, someone we haven't seen in a long time."
"You mean Chaos?"
"Yeah."
"You kill 'em?"
"No, he got away."
"It's not like you to let a target get away."
"I do if I know they're coming back. And let's face it, Chaos is basically a boomerang between life and death, he'll just keep coming back. Unless..." his eyes opened wide in realization. "I know where I can find the answers."
"Where?"
"I'll be back," he grabbed his pants and started to pull them on. "Tell her I went to find some answers. No 'playing' with her while she's asleep."
"Aw, you always have to ruin my fun," she crossed her arms and pouted.
"Just call Kim, I'm sure she's just as horny as you," he picked up his tank and threw it over his head then went for his boots.
"You're right, I'm gonna do that right now," she went to the kitchen for the phone.
'I can't ask Wade, he wouldn't know, Rinon might know, but she's unreachable at the moment. I'll just ask Aki, she'll know for sure,' he thought as he grabbed the two large shotels from their stand. 'It's either that, or try to beat it out of his friends.'
"Where are you going?" Shego asked as he turned the doorknob.
"Aki's, I'll be home by noon."
TBC
There we go, third chapter all done. I hope Chaos doesn't mind my making Quetzalcoatl and Aeris act like that towards him. You must see how people who are used to having no help react to having someone placed with them, against their will no less. Especially when it's someone less qualified for the job. But ignore that last sentence, just ranting over a project I have to do with the class idiot. Anywho, it'll all be over in a few days. I have a different method of killing Chaos in mind, none of that live by the sword, die by the sword. It all has to do with a little...shit, I shouldn't be telling you this. Forget that last sentence. That's all for now, see you all real soon.