Chapter 4: Allysin Gets Involved

A/N: I hope you all don't mind that Shego's got a "human" side,because someone's got to argue with Drakken's stupidity on this one. Now back to Allysin... Oh, and I realize that I took Drakken's "I often have that effect on people; can't imagine why" line from Cardinal Richelieu, Tim Curry's character in Disney's version of The Three Musketeers, the one with Kiefer Sutherland and Charlie Sheen. Took me sticking my head in the sink to wash my hair to realize it (don't ask), but there it is. I didn't write it, Disney, please don't sue me. I realize that people have stopped reviewing, but even if nobody is reading it anymore, I want to finish posting it. I really hope you have enjoyed it, though.

AT THE SAME TIME
THE POSSIBLE HOME

Allysin fixed herself a snack and sat down in front of the TV. Ron was away at a Bueno Nacho conference in the nearby town of Weston, and so he had left Allysin under the watchful care of her maternal grandparents. Allysin had been using this as an opportunity to learn more about who her mother was. But as the Doctors Possible were at work, and her uncles Jim and Tim moved out and married, Allysin was alone this Friday afternoon. She was surfing through the channels when she heard a faint "beep-beep-beep-beep." Luckily, it repeated its beeping until Allysin could reach it. It was her mother's Kimmunicator, which Allysin now took with her almost everywhere. She pressed at buttons until the screen turned on.

"Hey, Kim," Wade said automatically.

"Um, I'm not Kim. Who are you?" Allysin replied.

"I'm Wade. Allysin? Is that you?"

"You were my mom's friend, weren't you?" Allysin asked.

"Yeah... " Wade trailed off.

"So, what's up?"

"Never mind. I can't..."

"I wanna help, if I can."

"I don't think so. I can't let you put yourself in danger. Your dad would kill me."

"Please?" Allysin stuck her lower lip out in a perfect copy of her mother's pout, her green eyes large and pleading.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Wade muttered. "Dr Drakken is doing something wrong. Not just bad, 'cause it is bad, but it is so wrong. My sources tell me he's escaped and is trying to raise the dead. Shego's been seen sneaking around Middleton Cemetery. Earlier tonight, she was seen hanging around your mom's grave."

Allysin thought for a minute. "OK Wade, I need you to get me there."

"I told you, I can't let you do this."

"And I told you, yes you can. I think I can help."

"How?"

"My dad says I look just like my mom. You even called me Kim. What if Drakken is trying to raise my mom from the dead, which would be pretty cool, if he weren't probably trying it for something evil. If he succeeds, my mom comes back, kicks his butt, comes home, we'll all live happily ever after. If he fails, I'll show up, he'll think I'm my mom, I'll kick his butt, and we'll all live happily ever after. Dad's out of town, so he won't even know I'm gone."

"And when he finds out?"

"I'll deal with him. You get me to Drakken's hangout."

"All right. I want him gone as much as anyone else, so I'll get you a plane. And for future reference, Drakken calls his hangouts 'lairs.'"

"Thanks, Wade. You won't regret this."

"I may be already."

EARLY THE NEXT MORNING
DRAKKEN'S LAIR

Shego returned with her cargo and unknowingly passed Allysin, who waited behind a rock near the entrance and slunk inside behind her. Inside, Drakken tested the re-animation beam, which produced no result.

"Blast! This was supposed to work!"

"Are you sure?" Shego asked. "Looks to me like it wouldn't heat up a bag of popcorn."

But Drakken wasn't paying attention. "Maybe if I..." he mumbled to himself as he adjusted random knobs and such and tried again, once more to no avail. "Double blast! I guess it's back to the drawing board. Maybe I'm forgetting something." He called to one of his goons. "Take care of her," he commanded, motioning to the deceased. "I'm going to try again later." The goon complied.

All this time, Allysin watched the goings-on from behind a stack of crates, taking great pains to keep from being seen and to keep from crying at what was being done to her mother's still-lifeless form. She waited for Drakken's goon to pass her, still trying not to cry. She waited until the goon left and dried her eyes before making her move.

"It's a shame, really," Drakken complained. "It's a shame that I didn't get to destroy that bothersome Kim Possible. And it's a shame that I can't get there-animation beamto work now to bring back Dr Lindwurm."

"Sorry, Doctor," Shego offered. "But I've got to ask." Her voice took on a weird tone. "What would you have done if it had worked? With Kim Possible, I mean."

"She denied us the pleasure of doing away with her ourselves fifteen years ago, so I'd probably ask her some questions for research purposes, and then kill her all over again. Why do you ask?"

"Well, I'd say here's your chance!" Shego directed Drakken's attention to across the lair, where Allysin stood. She was wearing Kim's old mission clothes from high school, which matched the ones Kim had been buried in fifteen years earlier.

"Oh, my goodness..." Drakken sounded scared at first, but then excited. "It worked!" He started dancing happily. "It worked! It worked!"

"Yeah, you wanted me, you got me," Allysin said, hoping her feigned confidence would both match her mother's personality and hide the fear that was creeping up her spine. "Now what?"

MEANWHILE
WESTON CENTRE PLAZA CONVENTION HALL

As Ron headed in for another day of seminars and conferences, his cell phone rang. He answered it, "Ron Stoppable."

"Ron, it's Wade." Wade's voice was tense, but Ron didn't sense it.

"Hey Wade, what's up?"

"We've run into a bit of a snag."

"Who's we?" Ron was beginning to hate where this was headed.

"It's not you exactly, it's..." Wade dreaded finishing the sentence. Ron had become rather protective of his daughter where his past was concerned, and admitting to getting Allysin involved was something Wade was not ready to do.

"Is it Allysin? Have they found her?"Ron asked desperately.

"No, I did. You know I've kept Kim's website up this whole time as a memorial, right? Well, I got a heads-up from someone that Drakken's escaped, and last night, Shego was seen lurking around Middleton Cemetery with a handful of goons."

"What would she want there?" Ron mused.

"Ron, they've taken Kim." Ron stopped stock-still and looked like he was about to run, or start screaming at Wade through the phone line, but Wade stopped him. "Now, before you start yelling, I might as well give you some more to yell about. I was going to forward the message to local police, like I've been doing, but I accidentally contacted the Kimmunicator, which I'm assuming you gave to Allysin."

"Yeah, I did," Ron said tersely, mentally kicking himself for it. "I never figured someone'd try to contact her on it."

"I'm really sorry about that. Anyway, she convinced me to tell her what was wrong and get her to Drakken's lair..."

Anything else Wade might have said was cut off by Ron's yelling. "YOU DID WHAT! You sent my daughter to who-knows-where so she could get killed like her mother was! How could you!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, okay! Now, I need your help. I've been keeping surveillance on Allysin through the Kimmunicator, and Drakken thinks he actually raised Kim from the dead, which, of course, he didn't. Anyway, he's bound to find out sooner or later that she's not Kim, and she'll be in big trouble. That's why I need you."

"You need me to convince Drakken and Shego that she's Kim," Ron predicted, already heading inside to prepare to leave.

"If it comes to that," Wade replied. "I'm afraid, though, that by the time you get there, your job may simply be to save her."