Undisclosed location, three months ago
"Behold Shego, for this will be my masterpiece," Dr. Drakken gushed and set down an outline of his latest scheme in front of his employee
"What's a four letter word for, 'I don't give a flying fuck?'" His female hire rolled her eyes while she perused a crossword puzzle.
"Your indifference will change once you witness the rampaging Statue of Liberty," he boldly stated.
"I'll despise myself in the morning but this I gotta hear." She set down the newspaper, stared at the oblique, technological illustrations and took a hard glance at her boss.
"This will animate any object that was built in man's image," he proudly announced. "What's better to control than one of the largest in the world?"
"Christ the Redeemer, the one in Rio, is much bigger." Shego suggested.
"Too religious. As I was saying, this will enable the statue to generate usable limbs from their fixed structure, making them virtually alive!"
"You're serious about this," the clawed woman groaned.
"As serious as a fat man's heart attack," Drakken answered her doubt.
"I couldn't help but notice Ghostbusters 2 on your Netflix queue."
Drakken only grimaced at her remark, gathered up his plans and marched away. Shego menacingly smirked.
Paramus sewers, now
Ron Stoppable trekked through the river of sewage to help his best friend Kim Possible. Unfortunately, Wade could not boost the signal of the radio any more, making Ron on his own. Because of the stench, Ron vomited every few steps. Rufus ducked into his pocket to avoid the spew.
"We're going in circles. I swear to God, we're going in circles," Ron snorted as he sloshed on.
Rufus popped his head out and got a more familiar scent. The little mole rat crawled onto his shoulder and tugged on his ear."Bueno Nacho. Bueno Nacho. Bueno Nacho." Rufus chattered out.
"Hey, easy on my lobes. It's not the time for snackage," Ron scolded.
"No, no, no," Rufus said, and pointed at a ladder just up ahead.
Ron reached that ladder leading to the surface. "Up there?"
Rufus nodded in agreement,
"Well, better to go up than stay in this hell hole." Ron climbed the rungs toward the circular cover and pushed through into the light. He gasped deeply for fresh air. He emerged in one of the mall's loading docks, not a person in sight. "We're in the mall? We're in the mall!"
While Rufus jumped for joy, the radio crackled to life with Wade's voice, "Ron, Ron come in!"
"Wade, where the hell did you go?" Ron tapped the button to transmit.
"Are you inside the mall yet?"
"I think so. Rufus smelled a Bueno Nacho and led me here."
"I had no idea his olfactory senses were that acute."
"We gonna find the hostages or not?"
"Yeah, I've still got the energy cage's coordinates."
As Ron meandered towards the main shopping area, a female shape traipsed through the rafters, and stalked her prey.
Opposite end of the mall
Kim Possible threatened another person's life for the first time. She was unsure why she said it, but it could not be taken back. Kim and Shego stared each other down inside the store.
"Nice words, Kimmie," Shego said, then spit out bits of skin. "But no matter what you say, no matter how hard you try, you—"
With an unexpected flash, Kim snatched up a ten pound barbell with her left hand and jolted towards Shego. Their tempestuous collision prompted them both to grunt aloud. Shego wrapped her arms around Kim's thin waist and pushed them toward another large pane of glass. They penetrated the glass that again rained over them like a waterfall. The shards slit open Kim's forehead and though blood trickled into her eyes, she still retained the barbell. Kim pounded her weighted fist into Shego's skull. Kim repeatedly did so until Shego finally loosened. Kim shoved her away. "My best friend is a pro wrestling fan, stupid. I paid attention!"
She used the weight to augment a punch to her brow. Still, Kim's timing was off as she aimed for the nose. Shego staggered back several feet and then fell across the smooth floor. The villain then lifted her head, wiped off the mixed blood smeared on her face, and licked it off.
"Oh, God, that's gross. Your reign of terror has to end, Shego," was Kim's decree.
"I'll concede how your, 'I'll kill you' bullshit surprised me." She regurgitated chunks onto her jumpsuit, then laughed in the same, sinister tone as earlier. "But you're not me. Wanna know how?"
"I don't give a shit," Kim tersely answered.
Shego chuckled and then said, "Fuck you, bitch, I'll tell you anyway."
All this time Shego had been intently scrutinizing helium balloons near a kiosk, Kim also noticed a glint of silver at its base, curiously leaned back, noticed a pressurized tank of helium and then noticed Shego firing up her claws. Her eyes widened as she began a diminished run away from it.
The fire swelled in Shego's hands, even her eyes had green flits. She expended it at the kiosk onto the helium tank, causing a gigantic, spherical explosion of fire, smoke and debris. The detonation shuddered and crumbled the mall foundation.
Shego climbed to her feet and the completion of her thought had manifested itself to the next sentence.
"Because I'm RUTHLESS!"
END OF ROUND 7
