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"Ugh." Kim groaned and buried her head in her arms. Duff Killigan had escaped from prison again. You can't keep a bad villain down, even after you save his life. Ron sipped a King sized Slurpster, staring at the picture of Duff Killigan on the screen of the Kimmunicator, shivering. "Mad golfer," he stated. "How are Drakken and Shego holding up?" She asked, trying to keep on a lighter subject. "Oh, and…" Wade stopped for a minute, and coughed.

"Drakken is believed to be dead."

He then covered his ears. "What?" Ron asked, clearly thinking that Wade was joking, or was wrong for the first time. "I've scanned the latest videos of their 'lair', and Drakken was there, his wrist oozing blood. Shego has yet to be found. I'm scanning for her readings…Here!" Shego's face appeared on the screen. "Yeah?" she snapped. Kim was taken aback. "Um, yeah…Shego, did you know that Drakken is believed to be dead?" Kim covered her ears, waiting for an explosion. It didn't come. "Tch. Who cares?" Kim, Ron, and Rufus couldn't believe their ears.

"Shego, are you okay?"

"I don't like Drakken at all anymore. Leave me alone!"
Shego disappeared to reveal a stunned Wade. "Wade, are you absolutely sure that Shego was not being controlled, wasn't a clone, and that that was the real Shego?" Wade typed some more, and shook his head. "That was the real Shego, guys. Something's wrong. I'll call in a ride for you to go to Drakken and Shego's last hangout. We'll see what's really going on." "Thanks, Wade!" Kim shut off her Kimmunicator, and turned to Ron. "This is serious. We'll have to go to the lair and check it out now." Ron frowned, and pointed to his plate of nachos. "Aw, Kim! I need more nach—Hey!" Ron was dragged outside and into the awaiting helicopter.

Shego snorted. Drakken was faking this. He couldn't be dead, and even if he was, she didn't care. Drakken had gone to the ultimate worst: He had cloned her, and had tossed her out of their lair in the middle of the hottest part of summer, paying no attention to her feelings. She lay back in her chair, and closed her eyes, and also shivered. It was a good thing that she was in a hotel. Maybe this was a good time to call in Sheena. She picked up the phone, and then crossed the idea out of her mind. I can handle it by myself. I am Shego, huh?

Kim called up Monkey Fist. He was having tea. "Kim Possible! I did nothing!" Kim rolled her eyes.
"Don't be so paranoid, Monkey Fist. We just wanted to know if you've seen Drakken the past few days. He's been cloned, the clone was murdered, and he's missing. Shego doesn't seem to be taking this very hard. Anyway, have you seen him?" Monkey Fist thought about this for a moment. "I don't believe I have. It's been getting quite boring around here with no villainy…" Kim shot him a warning glare. "Monkey Fist…If you even think about going evil again…" He raised his hands in defense. "I wouldn't. And no, I have no idea where Drakken is. Call Killigan, he might know. Or that odd cousin of his." Kim grimaced. It was majorly weird that Drakken was related to Motor Ed. She called him up from prison. He hadn't been around when all the villains had been united to save the world, so he was still partially evil, and entirely insane. Motor Ed seemed quite annoyed that his nemesis was calling him.

"Dude! Red! Why are you call'in me? What'd I do this time, seriously?"
He asked in that drawl, or slang that he always seemed to use. "You didn't do a thing. We might take a year off that sentence if you tell us if you know where your cousin Drakken is." He paused. "All I know is that this other new villain dude has been around, and seems pretty smart, so, maybe he's, like, exchanging ideas or something, y'know?" Kim gave a slight grin. "We'll take two years off that twenty year prison sentence, how about that?" Ed shrugged. "Whatever, Red, seriously." She rolled her eyes at this, and turned to Ron, who was eating the free on flight peanuts like there was no tomorrow. "It's time to go, Ron." He frowned. "But—" She snapped on his parachute, and pushed him out first. "Thanks for the lift again, James."
"It is no problem, Kim Possible, after your friends Ron, Sheena, and you saved the world near evil Dementor's lair!"
Kim grinned at this. "No big for any of us." She strapped on her parachute, and dove out after Ron, who was in a sleeping position. He then blinked. "Kim, since when has Drakken built another army of robots?" She stared with suspicion at the army, letting out her parachute and Rons. "I don't think that he did it. This could be a clue." They floated to the ground, and hid behind a tree so she could call Wade again. "What's up, Kim?"
"Has Drakken recently built another army of robots? And did you hear Motor Ed talking?"
"No, and yes. I'm gonna find out some info on this new villain. As much as I hate to admit it, Motor Ed was right. The new villain is pretty smart. There aren't any security beams or anything around the perimeter of the building." "Thanks, Wade!" She clicked off the Kimmunicator, and just shook her head. "Can this day get any weirder?" She wondered aloud. Ron poked Kim in the shoulder.

"Uh, KP, y'know, I'm going to have to agree with that statement, 'kay?"

The robot army had been activated, and were firing off lasers. She pulled Ron out of the way, when suddenly, he was gone. "Ron? Ron, where are you? Stop fooling around!" A cloud of dust had formed everywhere, and she dodged a robot's oncoming blow by an inch. She did a front handspring to the doors of the lair, and shut them with a metal scrap she saw near the doorway, breathing a sigh of relief, when she remembered Ron. "I hope that he's okay…" She muttered to herself. The lair looked pretty normal. There was a living room, two bedrooms, a kitchen, a bathroom, and…a computer room? She wandered in, and scanned again for DNA prints. One showed up, and she transferred it to Wade. "Wade? Who's finger prints are these?" He typed quickly, and looked at his screen, apparently puzzled. "Wade?" "Yeah?"
"What is it?"
"Um, Kim. Those aren't exactly human finger prints…Have you checked the rest of the lair?" "Not really…" The Kimmunicator got down on wheels and roamed about the lair, scanning about. "It looks like Drakken was kidnapped, and was cloned with a lot of clones. The clones do the person, er, being's dirty work. Shego could have been tri—Hey! Get off! Ow, mmph!" Kim grabbed the Kimmunicator off the ground. "Wade? What's going on? Wade!" The screen went blank. "This is majorly weird." "Yeah, it is. Kim, I thought that you were my friend." "Ron? What?" Ron strolled into the room, apparently angry. "What, Ron?" He pushed her aside, and walked out the other door. "I heard that you called me a stupid sidekick the other day." Kim gulped. She hadn't meant to say it that way. Ron had been a bit clumsy on their last mission, so that's what she had called him. It must have been recorded on her phone, which Ron had been carrying for her. "Move out of the way, Kim! Adios!" He stormed out of the room, and she hurried after him once she stuffed the broken Kimmunicator in her pocket. "You'll need a plane home, you know!" "I'll walk for all I care!" He yelled back at her, and disappeared into the cloud of smoke. "Ugh. What a day…I need to go to desperate measures to find out what is wrong with the world today!" She also stormed off, finding a pay phone and calling in a favor, cranky the entire time. Once on the plane, she borrowed the pilot's cell phone, and called the people she never dreamed that she'd be calling in this kind of situation.

Author's Notes: Sorry if it's rushed…Who's Kim calling? I'll tell you who's right next chapter!
Sasha: ::Snores::
Gryfffinrose: Hey! My stories aren't that boring!
Sasha: ::waking up:: Are so!
Gryfffinrose: So not!
Sasha: So so!

Gryfffinrose: Ugh! This is a useless argument! ::Throws dinner at Sasha::
Sasha: Food fight!!!!!
(Other Safety Precaution Note: If you get splattered, I suggest that you use Windex on the computer screen. That is all.)