Kim was pacing and mumbling incessantly outside the space station, she was nervous, but it had nothing to do with the upcoming mission, she had battled Drakken so many times it was like a hobby. No, she was nervous because HE was coming, he went with her on every single mission before this one, but now she wishes she hadn't called him.
"Hey Kim," Ron greeted her, his yellow-blond hair being tousled by the breeze. Kim's heart pounded against her rib cage, she felt as if she was going to faint.
"Hey Ron," Kim said trying to be smooth, but there was a slight tremor in her voice that gave her away.
"Kim what's up, you sound nervous," Ron said, his heart racing. 'Why is Kim nervous, Kim is never nervous. Is it that she wants to break up the team an never see me again,' he thought frantically.
"I'm not nervous," Kim said quickly. 'His eyes are so trusting, I can tell him, it's no big. I'm Kim Possible right, I can do anything,' she thought to herself, knowing she would choke at the last minute.
"Hey Ron, can I tell you something?" Kim started, but was cut short when the director showed up.
"Ah you must be Kim Possible," he said taking Kim's soft hand into his sweaty and wrinkled one. "And you must be the sidekick, Ron Stoppable, if my data is not wrong, which it never is," the man continued not bothering to properly greet Ron.
The man looked more like a villain than a scientist, he had beady black eyes, tousled brown hair, and a look about him as if he hadn't slept or eaten for a week.
"So what was it that was taken?" Kim questioned, breathing a little easier now that she didn't have to tell Ron.
"A special genetics machine, able to transfigure any creature into anything you wish. It could turn, oh let's say, a naked mole rat into a dragon," he told them.
"How?" Ron said looking down at Rufus who had popped out of his pocket full of curiosity.
"Through special genetics, you could add reptilian DNA information, turn on and off switches that we once thought were but myths," the man's eyes became frantic and passionate, "Miss Possible it is imperative that you find my machine, put in the wrong hands it could be used for total world destruction.
"Imagine it if you will, millions of genetically mutated animals made into mythical monsters. Dragons, Hydra's, Goblins, Ghouls, nothing would be off limits. No one would be able to fight against them because they would be indestructible, if the person were to find the right genetic code," he finished panting.
"You've got it. I just need to know what it looks like," Kim told him. He pulled out a sketch of the machine, handed it to her and told her to keep it.
The machine looked like a tiny toy ray gun, "But it is powerful, you set the tip to the temple of the creature you want to mutate. You pull the trigger, and the computer one would hook it up to would show a mapping of the creatures DNA. Then one would type in the genes they wanted to add, and pull the trigger again.
"From there the gun would inject tiny censors that would find the designated genes and alter them. The creature would then pass out and in about a week, depending how many mutations you made, one would have an entirely new creature."
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"Well, I have to hand it to you Dr. D I think you actually might have done it this time," Shego said her hand on her hip, hovering over Dr. Drakken and his recently stolen machine.
"You bet your patootie I did it this time Shego. This machine will surely help me conquer the world," he said and preceded to tell the details of his plan.
"First we will find a subject of which will mutate into a dragon with skin like steel, and the ability to project fire through it's mouth and nostrils. Then I will clone that to make hundreds of them, then I will find another creature and make a Hydra, with eight heads, and whenever you cut one of them two will sprout in it's place.
"Now all we need is a test animal, I believe we should use a naked mole rat. Don't you think Shego?" Drakken finally concluded, Shego's eyes were half closed and glazed over.
"Huh, what?" she said removing herself from her state of litharge, "Oh yeah naked mole rat." She thought for a moment, then a malicious grin curled her features, "I know exactly where to get one."
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A/N: Wow do these things have a knack for getting away from you, this was supposed to be a one shot story, but it evolved and now well I'm on Chapter Two. I hope you enjoy, and if you like it do tell, but if you don't, well, you know the saying. 'If you can't say something nice don't say anything at all,' I'm tired of holding my fingers over the speed dial to the hospital when I read my reviews. Anywho, this chapter is a little less romantic if you haven't noticed, but trust me things will heat up, so I will have to change the rating. Ciao Traci