Disclaimer: Don't own ANYTHING! 'Cept my computerand plot... Wait scratch that... I don't own my computer... But I do own the plot. (who reads these anyway? Just curious...)

Shego stared at the ring on her finger. The perfectly cut emerald glistened in the moonlight. Oh how she loved the feel of it. The ring had almost immeadiatly felt like part of her hand.She smiled again and turned. Walking wasn't so bad. She was invincible anyways and didn't feel weary. She waltzed right into the Eastside Museum. Invisbility had its perks. She crept into the camera main office and turned all the switches off. She smiled, so far so good.

Up the winding stairs she slinked. Past the rickety dinosaur bones and mummy cases. Soon she saw it. The saphire reflected and refracted the moonlight. Shego lifted the ring from its case. She slipped it into her pocket and lept from the window without a sound.

About five minutes after Shego's departure a tall slim woman ina slinky black outfit crept into the Gem room to find her prize gone. Shego had beaten her to it yet again.

The woman heard a noise. She spun around din time to catch the beam of Kim Possible's flashlight. She froze in terror as the teen hero advanced. The woman lunged but was aprehended by a secruity guard. Defeated; the woman let them handcuff her for interrogation.

"Did you get it?" Drakken asked excitedly.

"No. I decided to let you live out your mortal life and continue my regin forever," Shego said monotonously.

Drakken looked put out.

Shego laughed.

"I got it... I got it..." she said pulling the ring out of her pocket.

Drakken looked like a kid opening Christmas gifts.

"With this ring," Shego said thrusting it at him. "I now pronounce you an immortal."

Drakken slipped on the ring. He lept for joy and began to do something out of the ordinary; fly.

"What is you're name?" Kim asked the woman.

Falcon Hawk, but I'm not going to tell you that. The woman thought.

"Felicity Harris," she said with some difficulty.

"Have you seen Return of the King?" Ron asked.

"What kind of question was that?" Kim snapped.

"A good one!" Ron protested.

Falcon took advantage of the heroes spat and crept away.