Orvil smiled feverishly as he wiped the sweat from his brow, careful not to knock his glasses to the floor. Before him, on his desk, lay a fragment of the Go Comet. The shard, only a half-inch in diameter, illuminated the room. With great care, Orvil lifted the shard off the table and placed it over a small lit flame. Slowly it began to melt, the multicolored drops falling into a vial.

When the shard was no more, the test tube filled with multi-colored goodness, Orvil turned the burner off and took the vial. Taking a needle syringe out from his desk, Orvil poured the liquid comet into it. Looking at the needle, Orvil smiled.

"A toast to science."

Orvil jammed the needle into his arm, injecting the liquid into his bloodstream. He winced in pain for mere moments, only to smile.

"Success or failure? Let's find out..."


Professor Dementor could finally relax. After all, things were finally going his way. Shego was currently being strapped into the Go Cannon, her hands being locked into the weapon. He finally had the power source required to use such a machine.

"Isn't it lovely, Drakken?" asked Dementor, turning to confront the bound and captured mad scientist. "For the longest time, Shego has been the one thing that you had over me, yet here I stand with my very own former super hero as a bodyguard, and your former super hero benefiting my designs."

Drakken said nothing, looking away.

"Yes," continued Dementor. "Wallow in your failure. I don't know who sent you or why you'd even care to try and stop my goals for noble purposes, but I don't care. You've done your job, helping to bring my plan to fruition. And when the world is witness to the power of this weapon, it will all fall into place. I shall own this world. Not you! Me!"


Hego said nothing as he locked in the gauntlets around Shego's wrists, securing her hands inside the Go Cannon's generator. His job completed, Hego turned to leave, only to be drawn back by unexpected words.

"Why are you doing this?"

Hego turned to face his sister. "If I told you, nothing would be right."

"What are you talking about?"

Hego walked away, leaving Shego in unanswered silence.


"Well, Drakken, I think it's time I left you to sulk in silence. I have a weapon to test."

Dementor smiled as he made his way to the Go Cannon, sitting down in its control booth, the wicked grin spreading from one side of his face to another. Quickly, he flicked several switches and the machine began to hum to life.

It was then that Shego could feel it begin. Her hands, still encased in the Go Cannon, went numb. The sensation was brief, however, replaced with the feeling of pins and needles. Shego shook her head, feeling her body's energy come alive under the machine's powers, only for it to be siphoned away and converted. A wave of nausea swept over her as the procedure was completed.

Filled with the power necessary to complete it's sole purpose for being created, the Go Cannon fired. From its dreaded maw came an unearthly force. Tenfold the size and power of any blast Shego herself had mustered, the beam tore through wall after wall, leaving behind nothing but the burned edges of metal.

"Excellent!" Dementor laughed, powering down the weapon. "And that... that was merely on the lowest setting."

"You got what you wanted!" Drakken suddenly shouted. "Now, I demand you let my mother and us go!"

"Mother?" said Dementor, slightly befuddled.

"Remember?" Hego whispered in his ear. "You lied about holding her hostage."

"Oh, right," Dementor replied. "Well, Drakken, I have some... amusing news for you."

"What?"

"I never held your mother hostage."

Drakken's eyes flared with rage. "What?"

"Once again, old friend, I've managed to trick you. Not hard at all, really."

"How could you lie?"

"Oh, come on!" Dementor screamed. "I'm a bad man..."

"Well, I'm more badder than you!"

Shego looked at Drakken from across the room, raising an eyebrow in the process. "More badder?"

"Don't start with me, Shego! I'm on a roll! I'm so more badder than you... I stole a wheelchair!"

Dementor bit his lower lip, his hands rolling into fists. "And I'm so more badder I got a badge from the Boy Scouts saying I was more badder than you!"

"That was lame," Drakken replied. "But nonetheless... I'm so more badder than you that I'll go back on my surrender." Drakken grinned. "Shego?"

"With pleasure." Shego's hands lit up with energy, this time of her own accord, and she tore through the frame of the Go Cannon. Free at least, she smiled. "You really didn't think you could hold me if I wanted to be free, did you? All bets are off."

"Thugs one through twenty-two, attack!" Dementor shouted.

Shego braced herself as the mass of gray suited men came her way. She fired off a blast that knocked a half-dozen of her adversaries back and knocking them out. The others stopped.

"Let's see," Shego mused, her confidence and bravado booming as usual. "In less than a second, I just took out nearly half of you boys. Do you really want to go down this road? Is it really worth it?"

Thug Ten spoke. "Well, our paychecks come in this weekend. It would only be fair if we worked for them."

"Have it your way." Shego fired off two more large-scale blasts, taking out the rest of the thugs.

"Good help is so hard to find, isn't it?" laughed Drakken.

Dementor was quick with a retort. "Ah, but its always one-of-a-kind. Hego!"

Hego said nothing. He powered up and ran at Shego, looking her dead in the eyes. "This how it was always meant to be, sis. You fighting me for the good of all."

Shego returned his stare, their eyes deadlocked. "I told you once... I'm evil. I'm not doing this for the good of all... I'm doing this for me."

Shego fired off a blast at her brother, but he was ready. Slamming his fists into the ground, Hego quickly pulled up a slab of the flooring and used it to shield himself, the blast simply dissipating against the metal. Reacting on instinct, Hego hefted the slab of flooring up and flung it at his sister.

Prepared, Shego back flipped up and over the projectile. Landing once more on her feet, she leapt at Hego, a spinning kick catching him square across the face.


Drakken and Dementor watched intently as the fight progressed at a rapid pace.

"I have no time for this," Dementor hissed as he pulled a gun of some sort from his red vest. He took aim at Shego.

That was the last straw for Drakken. Still shackled, he nonetheless slammed himself shoulder-first into Dementor, throwing his aim off. The gun fired, the laser blast merely striking the far wall.

"How dare you..." Dementor said, now aiming his gun at Drakken. "How dare you!"

Drakken backed away. "Shego!"

Quickly an emerald energy beam collided with Dementor's hand, throwing the gun far and across the room.

"Blast it!" Dementor howled, rolling up his sleeves, his hands balling into fists. "I surmise we'll be doing this the old fashioned way, Drakken. I know I could beat you with one hand behind my back, so you having both hands tied should make this all the easier!"


Shego ducked around one of her brother's punches and drilled her fist into his ribcage in return. Shego heard something crack and her brother stepped back.

"Such a shame invulnerability never was included with your super strength," Shego said as she caught Hego across the face with a right hook.

"Shego!"

Caught by the voice that had uttered her name, Shego turned to find Drakken at the mercy of a Dementor. Quickly, Shego fired off a plasma burst that tore the gun from Dementor's hands.

"You should never have taken your eyes off of me, sis!"

Before Shego knew it, Hego crashed into her and, gripping her around the neck, slammed Shego against the wall.

"Now," Hego hissed, his grip tightening as he slammed the back of Shego's head against the wall once more. "This is where the hero pulls a deus ex machina and saves the day!"

Her head aching, Shego vehemently answered back. "I told you! I'm the villai--" Shego's eyes went wide even as she was slammed against the wall a third time. "Wait... I get it now."

Hego paused. "What are you talking about?"

Shego smiled, ignoring her pain. "I know why you're doing this."


Drakken gasped in pain as Dementor's fists continued to rain down on his face. With his hands still tied behind his back, Drakken could make little offense- save for the occasional kicking of Dementor's shins. That, however, was going nowhere.

Which was why Drakken had spent the last minute or two of his beating trying to get his hands free.

There is one way... Drakken winced at the thought.

His hands still bound close together, Drakken grasped his right thumb and ripped it out of its joint. He screamed in pain, but did not lose his window of opportunity.

Dementor was taken aback. "Now surely I haven't been hitting you hard enough to garner such a response..."

Quickly, Drakken slipped his right hand from its metal prison. "No, no, of course not. By the way, Dementor, did I mention to tell you how much your lying about kidnapping my mother set me off?"

Drakken swung his left fist at Dementor, the strip of metal Hego had used to imprison Drakken still upon it, knocking his fellow madman out.

"Nobody messed with my family... or pretends to... and gets away with it," Drakken said as he dusted off his blue coat. He then shoved his dislocated thumb back in place. Again, he screamed. "Mommy!"


"What are you talking about?" Hego rasped, still holding his sister against the wall.

"I have to admit," Shego replied. "It was quite a clever ploy. You went bad so I'd go good again, right?"

Hego looked away. "Yes. You left Team Go because I drove you crazy. I could see that much in your eyes back at that Possible kid's house. I figured if I joined your side of the world, my presence would annoy you so much again you'd go back to Team Go just to get away from me again."

Hego's grip all but vanished, leaving Shego to land on her feet.

"I guess I was wrong," continued Hego, looking away. "You really are evil."

"I'm... I'm sorry..."

"You should be!" Hego shouted, his voice suddenly raising by several octaves. "Do you have any idea how your leaving messed up our family?"

"I..."

"The twins grow more withdrawn with each day, Mego grows depressed at the mere mention of your name and I... I... I disbanded the team."

Shego looked away, her arms wrapped around herself, her hands gripping her elbows in an attempt to seal herself away from the rest of the world. "I knew all that."

"And you didn't care, of course."

"Of course I cared!" It was now Shego's turn to snap. "Do you think I wanted to hurt you all? Sure, yes, you all had a habit of driving me a bit crazy, but that doesn't change the fact that you're all my family!"

"That explains why you attacked us at Aviarius' lair the last time you were in this city."

Shego was taken back by Hego's sarcasm; his attitude was beginning to mirroring her own. "Even after I resigned, told you I enjoyed being evil, you didn't just move on. I had to prove I wasn't worth worrying about. And I did... I read in the papers about you bringing Team Go back together after that incident at Aviarius'. You'd finally forgotten about me and moved on."

Hego shook his head. "That's not true."

"Oh, I think I noticed," Shego replied, her sarcasm biting as well. "This whole 'If I go bad, she'll go good' incident kinda proves that one."

"It's not just that... The twins and Mego- in his own way- still miss you. They voted to keep the Go Tower's entrance set to recognize your Go Team Glow so you could come back if you wanted. So did I, to be quite honest."

Shego turned around, keeping her back to her brother, trying desperately to hide the stray tears that slowly made their way down her face. She closed her eyes and wiped them away. "Let go of the past, please..."

Hego placed a hand on his sister's shoulder. "It's not the past I want back... just my family."

"The team is better off without me," Shego said, turning around and knocking her brother's hand away. "It was your idea we use our powers for good! And like a good little soldier I did, each and every day! And you had to correct me constantly! 'Oh, you shouldn't have been so rash in that fight with Nogo. A hostage could have been hurt.' 'Sis, pick up the pace or Aviarius may get away.' 'C'mon, we can't let Countdown get away or the city could suffer.' Do you have any idea how much pressure was on my shoulders?"

"The weight of the world was on all our shoulders--"

Shego cut her brother off. "Yes, but at least you could stand it! I wasn't cut out for that line of work! One little mistake, one failure, and someone would have died because of my faults!"

"So you leave us to work for a guy out to take over the world?"

"Hey, look at the world," Shego shot back. "Drakken doesn't have a hot track record of success. At least now the pressure is gone. I fail, I accomplish nothing, and the world is better for it. And he and I can do nothing but fail!"


Across the room, Drakken tried desperately to shut out the conversation between Shego and Hego, but it was too late.

"And he and I can do nothing but fail!"

Drakken stopped listening, forcing himself to ignore the remainder of the conversation taking place between Shego and Hego. He slumped down to his knees, felling. I know... God, I know... All I'm good at is failure...


"And you know what? I'm happier with Drakken's failures than Team Go's success. Even with each failure and every moment of anger between us, he and I get along... God knows on some fundamental level the average eye can't see. Hego, I'm happy. Why can't you be?"

Hego slammed his fist into the wall, his super strength tearing through it like paper. "Because I miss my family!"

Shego's claws lit up with energy and she tore through the wall with her fist as well. "Oh, look at me, I can ruin a wall with my anger. Move on!"

"I can't!"

Shego put her hand on her brother's shoulder, much as he had done to her earlier. "The Hego I knew was too strong to be ruled by his emotions this badly. Please... move on."

Hego closed his eyes. "All right."

Hego hugged his sister, tears rolling down his eyes and over his mask. After a few minutes, he let go.

The moment gone, Shego returned to her old self. "All right, now I have a question that still needs an answer: Why did you give the government the Go Comet?"

Hego, no longer evil nor broken down and miserable, his heroic stature returned, answered. "It was the only way I could keep Team Go alive. After our debut, I was working at Bueno Nacho when I was approached by some secret agent women with an eye patch. She told me that she knew everything about Team Go, and that if I didn't give her the comet, she would make it her life's mission to shut us down. I had no choice."

"An eye patch?" Shego's eyes went wide. "Doctor Director lied to Drakken and me..."

"What?"

"Global Justice started this project, and they sent me and Drakken in to clean it up for them!" Shego body shook with rage, her hands lighting up involuntarily with power. "She used us!" Shego bit her lip, attempting to reel herself in. Finally, she was able to come under control again. "One last question, Hego."

"Yes?"

"Professor Dementor always abided by the Super Villain Handbook... and I know you wouldn't have done it. So why were all those scientists dead?"

"We don't know. Dementor surmised it was done by some intruder. Still, I have been wondering... we haven't heard of any intruders save you and Drakken; you two only showed up long after the hostages were killed."

"And we abide by the handbook, anyway."

Hego looked away for a moment. "Thing is, if they were killed by someone already here, the only question left is: who benefits?"

"Who benefits?" Orvil answered as he stepped out of his lab. "That would be me."

"What are you talking about?" Hego asked.

"I transferred to this little lab with the sole purpose of experimenting on the Go Comet," Orvil replied, a vicious grin spreading across his face. "But, thanks to my being the newest blood, I was always last in line while the other veteran scientists had their crack at the comet. And then my silver lining appeared... Professor Dementor. While myself and my fellow colleagues were held hostage, I managed to slip free from my bonds and blindfold and kill the henchmen on guard. Then I proceeded to kill the other scientists. Afterwards, I simply slipped back into my blindfold and bonds, leaving everyone to think an intruder had perpetrated the deed. When Dementor couldn't unlock the secret of using the Go Comet as a power source, he had no choice but to turn to the one scientist still alive: me. That's how I benefit from those deaths."

Shego was next to speak. "Why the sudden interest in the Go Comet?"

"And here I thought you were the smart one," Orvil answered. "I wanted power, your powers. And I've finally gotten it!"

Orvil's body came alive with energy to prove the truth of his statement; first blue, then green, moving onto red, and finishing with purple.

The glow faded away and Orvil continued to speak. But I should tell you... it's not some sudden interest I decided upon only a few days ago. No... I've wanted this power of yours for years. You didn't really think Aviarius was smart enough to come up with a scepter that could transfer your powers, did you? The scepter was my creation, my first attempt to harness your powers. Aviarius had no idea that I'd rigged the device to my specific DNA sequence. In a matter of time the powers he had stolen would have abandoned him and come to me... if not for that Kim Possible brat destroying the scepter before the process had become complete. And then, to find out that the radiation of the Go Comet wasn't what it used to be after all these years, that merely being in its presence with no protection wasn't enough to gain power, was another in a long line of annoyances. But it was no matter. I merely had to inject the comet's liquid state into my very bloodstream. In the end of ends, success is mine. Success... and much more."

Orvil smiled, his body once more coming alive with energy. This time, however, there was no blue, green, red, or purple. Shego and Hego's eyes went wide as the newfound energy was revealed.

"Black, white, yellow and brown," Orvil said, the ugly grin staying plastered across his face. "My tinkering on a small fragment of the Go Comet led me to this. I managed to isolate the specific energy, the Go Energy if you will, and I was able to alter its spectrum of color. And with each new color comes a new power. In only a day I've managed to create double what was originally there. Imagine what I could accomplish in a year's time! Imagine what I'll be like after more research when I give myself another injection!"

Hego knew it could not go on. "You've killed for this--"

"Yes, yes," Orvil interrupted him. "And I'll kill again and again for this power. In fact... I think I'm going to go and paint the town red with blood before I continue my research. Starting today, this planet has a new order and a new god. And it's time they learned."

Orvil looked up and fired an emerald blast of energy, Shego's power. It tore through the lab's ceiling and through several feet of concrete and pipes. Daylight fell down the newfound hole.

"You know, it's funny," Orvil said quietly. "My favorite color was always yellow, and as a child I always wanted to fly. Amusing, is it not?"

Orvil came awash with yellow energy and he slowly hovered off the floor. Then, like a shot, he flew up and out the damaged ceiling, right into Go City.