CNN Breaking News

Anchor: "Ongoing coverage of the hostage crisis in Paramus, NJ, we learned the assailant is the international terrorist Shego, her real name unknown. Her known associate and employer is international terrorist Dr. Drew Lipski alias Dr. Drakken."

At an undisclosed location, the blue skinned Drakken, torn between his hatred of both women, switched off his television. "I hope they kill each other."

Anchor: "Shego recently escaped from the Rikers Island penitentiary after murdering a correctional officer and evading detection by wearing her clothing."

At Middleton High, students blankly stared at classroom television monitors. Their resident hero was in the most extreme of dangers.

Anchor: "Officers who entered have neither reported nor returned, with no confirmation as to whether they're hostages or deceased. A young, self-employed crime fighter by the name of Kim Possible took it upon herself to confront Shego. We must reiterate that there is no updated status of any person inside the mall."

Meanwhile, Dr. Tim Possible saw the coverage, rushed back to their residence and found Ann curled up, crying on the couch. They sat in each other's arms while they helplessly viewed the events occurred on the screen.

Garden State Plaza

Kim temporarily evicted herself from danger, but Shego's venomous words still permeated her very psyche. Several yards away, she landed on level two, abandoned her grappling gun and limped away to find cover. Suddenly, bursts of green flames furiously struck the ceiling around her because Shego blindly projected her powers.

Kim clumped forward, considering herself lucky Shego could not yet see her. She stopped at the sight of a moving pair of legs protruding from a CVS entrance. Having reached them, the teen girl saw that it was a S.W.A.T. officer laid face down.

"Oh, thank God. He's alive." She turned him over, then gasped aloud at how his helmet, gear and uniform were melted and grafted into his skin.

"Please, help me! She's gonna kill us!" The officer was barely intelligible.

"I'll get you out of here. You'll be fine." Though based on his appearance she questioned such an assurance. "Officer, please, where are the hostages?"

Kim then shrieked in pain as back was pounded by intense heat, melting her shirt and charring her skin. She leapt into the pharmacy for cover.

Shego stood yards away from that CVS entrance. She strolled forward, hands aglow with flames which could be considered beautiful were they not so lethal. "I'm not gonna play with you here. I engineered the energy field to compress when my brains want it to."

Kim ripped open some diapers and blotted the excess blood. The store was large and she heard how Shego was relatively far away. So she quickly ducked into another aisle.

"I know you heard how I'm gonna squish the old farts and housewives into loser stew." Shego saw the living officer on the floor and with a green burst of energy obliterated his head.

Kim popped open and took a long swig from a two liter bottle of Coke. After testing the bottle's weight, her proverbial light bulb went on.

Shego's fuse dwindled. "You have three seconds to decide, one, two..."

A shower of plastic bottles, toys, garbage pails, pretty much the entire CVS inventory bombarded Shego.

"The fuck is this?" Shego slapped aside the incoming debris at first, then zapped the varied projectiles. "I've had enough of this shit!"

Kim read that comment as an open, found rubbing alcohol, wrapped it in paper towels and chucked toward the entrance. Since so many harmless objects were previously incoming, Shego aimed and fired. The bottle exploded and spewed ignited fluid in her direction. Shego let out a most ragged yell as the inflamed contents splashed all over her.

There was Kim's second beacon. While Shego fervently patted out flames and rubbed her eyes, Kim shouldered her midsection and smacked her into the railing. Kim sent a solid right punch to her jaw and drew blood. Shego, recovering from the chemical fire, staggered to her right. The teen slammed fists, elbows and feet onto her multiple times.

Shego had powers plus hatred. In one motion she grabbed Kim by her shirt and tossed her over the ledge.

Kim Possible, a cheerleader, usually knew how to land without risking injury. But she crashed atop a brand new automobile. Her impact indented the roof and cracked the windshield. Kim struggled to remain conscious while lying on her charred back.

"Who do you think you are, you filthy cunt?" Shego said while landing atop the car hood and loomed over her. "I'm gonna kill you so dead, the worms are gonna bid for your corpse on Ebay."

END OF ROUND 4