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Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, just the storyline and my characters.

Ron was in a definite state of disbelief. "Shego? What are you doing here?" Shego glared at him, but came over and sat down next to him on a pillow. "I'm hiding. Now, to poke you with questions too, what are you doing here?" She swept her gaze around the abandoned factory.

"Is Kim here, too?"

Ron's insides crumbled. "No. She made it very apparent that she no longer wanted my help in anything." Shego's expression softened at his somber tone.

"That can't be true."

She protested. Ron shook his head in disagreement. Rufus sighed. Shego stroked her chin thoughtfully. "How about this. If I come out of hiding and help, will you, too?" Ron grimaced. Shego sighed. "Well, I see that you're on a path to villainy. I guess I can help." Ron's face brightened. "Cooleo!" He hugged Shego, who blushed. They both settled into a comfortable position in the pillows, and slept.

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Drakken wasn't doomed. Shego would save him; at least, that's what he hoped.

"She won't save you."
Drakken looked up, startled out of his thoughts. The sinister villain sneered at Drakken. "I've made sure of that." Drakken glared at the villain. "My dear, she's never going to want to see you again..." Madame Satana cooed. Drakken shuddered. The woman and her assistant were more horrifying then DNAmy. She had an evil pet bird. Zeries flew to his mistress's shoulder, who petted him, and melted back into the shadows as if she and the shadows were one. Drakken sighed. He wondered what she had done to Shego.

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Shego woke to Ron's head in her arms, and she smiled. What had she done to deserve this nice yet horrible punishment? Ron stirred in her arms, and sat up with a yawn. "G'Morning, Shego. Beauty rest has been taken, I see." Shego blushed, and then remembered what had happened and curled up into a ball, pushing Ron away. Ron noticed this.
"Are you okay, Shego?"
He asked with worry. Now normally, Shego was tough. She didn't close up to people. But this...This was horrible. She gulped, and turned to face him.
"I don't know where Drakken is, but...He-h-he..He r:ped me."

Ron's jaw dropped.

"No! He wouldn't! This is Drakken we're talking about! Are you sure that it wasn't someone else?"

Shego gave a numb nod, and started to cry. Ron reluctantly put his arms around her, and she sobbed into his arms.

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A lump moved under its covers. Red hair stuck out from the safety of the comforter. Kim groaned, and sat up in bed. She hadn't had such bad sleep since the time when she and Ron were little, and had watched a scary movie marathon the entire night. 'Don't think of Ro-No, don't even think of his name.' She fell back onto her feather pillow with a soft thump! Beep beep bee-beep! Kim took out her Kimmunicator. "

"What's the sitch, Wade?"
Wade seemed to fidget in his chair. He cleared his throat, but the words still came out hard as stone. "I know why Shego wouldn't help to find Drakken," he said hollowly, "because he—there--there is clear evidence that he raped her." His voice became evenmore hoarse. Sheena fell back onto Kim's bed with a soft gasp, and Kim covered her mouth with her free hand.
"No..."
She said slowly. Wade nodded to confirm it. Kim slumped back further into her pillow that no longer felt so inviting. A woman's worst fear, that was—never to see life again in the same way as before the ordeal. Sheena shook her head. "Shego, how did you survive?" She whispered to herself. Wade frowned.

"We're not sure that she did, actually. The tracking device on her green suit has been deactivated. GJ is working on locating her coordinates, but for now, we'll just have to deal."

Wade explained sadly, "Wade out." The Kimmunicator's screen went blank, and all was still for awhile. Kim stole a glance at her bedside clock. It read 11:00 AM. She had really had a bad night. Time to face the day. She dressed in her mission clothes. They were going to be busy. She met Monkey Fist and Sheena downstairs eating breakfast. Monkey Fist was eating bacon, pancakes, and eggs. Monkey Fist finished up, and cleared his throat. "So, what today, Kim Possible?" Kim nodded.

"Wade, do you have any idea who kidnapped Drakken?"
She asked hopefully. Wade grinned and nodded.

"It's...Okay, don't burst out laughing, but the villain is...female."
Kim gaped at the screen.

"Whoa."

"Whoa is right. She's also descended from a long line of witches. Kim, she's lived since the Salem witch trials, when Ann Putnam was accusing everyone! She's about three hundred and fourteen years old, approximately!"
"Wow."
Kim commented. "Where do you think that she could be?" He sighed.

"We don't know her exact whereabouts, but we think that she's in Canada, near Charlottetown."

"Thanks, Wade. Bye!"
Kim turned the Kimmunicator off, and shook her head. "We're heading to Canada."

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