(Notes: Hey welcome to the fan fiction! This is basically about what
Shego's childhood was like, why she loathes Kim so much, and how she was
brought to Drakken. I hope you guys like it and I hope the rating won't
cause you too many problems. Don't forget to review! Ciao!)
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"How is it lame?" he whispered. Shego wanted to tell him that the whole thing had to be re-written from scratch. "You can do better," She raised an eyebrow and challenged him, "Or maybe. you can't." Drakken was on his feet in rage at this point. "Shego! I demand you be more. respectful!" Shego stuck out her tongue, "Shego! I demand you be more respectful!" she mimicked in a deep scratchy voice. "Are you --- mocking me?" Shego bit her lip thoughtfully, "Gee you think? You really are a genius!" Shego looked back out the window, infuriated. Sometimes she was a little unreasonable with him, she'd admit that, but the man was just useless.
Drakken's face was serious and his tone was deep, "You're just a girl. A stupid, ugly, show-off girl." Shego's relaxed hands became tight fists. She turned around to him with absolute rage in her eyes. She said through gritted teeth, "I hate you." "Pardon?" Drakken folded his hands pleased that he had hit one of her sore spots. Shego stomped over to the door and her hand almost crushed the door knob with absolute rage. "I HATE YOU!" She shrieked tears flowing from her eyes like waterfalls. Drakken's heart leaped and he walked up to her, "Wait." Shego lowered her eyelids just before she slammed the door in his face. Drakken collapsed to his knees and looked very tired.
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Shego had left the lair to isolate herself in the surrounding woods. She was tired of this, all this stress and pressure. She was done sobbing and reflecting on how she got herself into this mess called life. She hated life, her job and everything. Shego looked up at the sky again; nature was so peaceful and giving. It was the only thing that was beautiful in her closed and controlled life. Always she felt like she was on puppet strings and someone with more authority was the puppeteer; in this case, it was Drakken. It easy to see why she was always attempting to take control; especially since she obviously was smarter than Drakken. Drakken was just in denial.
Shego's mind drifted as a cool breeze kissed the back of her neck. She cradled her knees and closed her eyes. Everything around her vanished, and she reminisced back to her childhood. Starting with the day her life went wrong.
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| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | "Must you be so negative all the time Shego?" Drakken inquired throwing down the clipboard with his latest plot on the floor, more doubt and rejection by his assistant Shego who was wandering aimlessly around the room. "I'm not being negative, I'm being honest," She told him profoundly, "Your plot sucks." Drakken narrowed his eyelids, "Don't I determine that?" His voice was raising, "It was my OPINION." Shego's voice was raising as well. Drakken threw himself back into a chair, "Well what's wrong with it?!" he demanded in frustration. "It's lame." Shego moved over to the window looking out at the sky, the clouds becoming a heavy shade of gray. "It's clouding over." She commented absently touching her fingertips to the cool glass.
"How is it lame?" he whispered. Shego wanted to tell him that the whole thing had to be re-written from scratch. "You can do better," She raised an eyebrow and challenged him, "Or maybe. you can't." Drakken was on his feet in rage at this point. "Shego! I demand you be more. respectful!" Shego stuck out her tongue, "Shego! I demand you be more respectful!" she mimicked in a deep scratchy voice. "Are you --- mocking me?" Shego bit her lip thoughtfully, "Gee you think? You really are a genius!" Shego looked back out the window, infuriated. Sometimes she was a little unreasonable with him, she'd admit that, but the man was just useless.
Drakken's face was serious and his tone was deep, "You're just a girl. A stupid, ugly, show-off girl." Shego's relaxed hands became tight fists. She turned around to him with absolute rage in her eyes. She said through gritted teeth, "I hate you." "Pardon?" Drakken folded his hands pleased that he had hit one of her sore spots. Shego stomped over to the door and her hand almost crushed the door knob with absolute rage. "I HATE YOU!" She shrieked tears flowing from her eyes like waterfalls. Drakken's heart leaped and he walked up to her, "Wait." Shego lowered her eyelids just before she slammed the door in his face. Drakken collapsed to his knees and looked very tired.
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Shego had left the lair to isolate herself in the surrounding woods. She was tired of this, all this stress and pressure. She was done sobbing and reflecting on how she got herself into this mess called life. She hated life, her job and everything. Shego looked up at the sky again; nature was so peaceful and giving. It was the only thing that was beautiful in her closed and controlled life. Always she felt like she was on puppet strings and someone with more authority was the puppeteer; in this case, it was Drakken. It easy to see why she was always attempting to take control; especially since she obviously was smarter than Drakken. Drakken was just in denial.
Shego's mind drifted as a cool breeze kissed the back of her neck. She cradled her knees and closed her eyes. Everything around her vanished, and she reminisced back to her childhood. Starting with the day her life went wrong.
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