Shego wasn't sure about what she was about to do, but she had to if she was ever gonna get a ride to Tokyo in enough time to take the next step in her plan. She dialed the number by memory, having had to give it out several times in her life. The line rung twice, just like it should have, when the voice picked up. "Yeah, who is it?" The female voice on the other side of the line was agitated. Shego had to agitate the woman more if this was gonna work. "It's your fan club, who do you think it is?" The other side of the line let out an angry howl, then followed, "Just who are you that you think you can imitate me? Tell me where you are, NOW." Shego smiled; she new herself too well. She gave the other Shego directions to her location, and in minutes a jet screamed to a landing not five feet from her. Out of the cockpit leaped a very angry looking Shego in her jumpsuit, with skin its rightful pigment, her hands glowing green. The Shego from the future knew she had to play this just right.
One swing; green Shego missed. Another swing, another miss. This time, she hurled a green fireball, but it was stopped dead by another pair of glowing green hands. The green Shego gasped at what she was looking at; this girl's hands were glowing green just like hers, and they even stopped a full power fireball being hurled at her. Both the girl's hands unlit, and they stared each other down for a few minutes. The Shego from this time spoke first, "So who are you, with my powers?" The future Shego answered plainly, "I'm future you. I can't explain why I'm here, just that I'm gonna help you take over." The first Shego looked confused, when the younger-looking one's bracelet beeped. As Shego held up the bracelet to find out what was wrong, a holographic image of the older Drakken appeared.
"SHEGO! You were SUPPOSED to wait and listen to what I had to tell you! Do not, under ANY circumstances, meet with your past self! Who knows what kind of dire conse...quences..." Drakken's rambling was cut short when the snickering of past Shego became loud.
"Is that who I think it is? Not that I buy into you being me from the future or anything, what with you looking younger, but at least he looks the part." Saying that, she broke into a hard laughter. The elderly Drakken simply sighed, and continued, "The worst case scenario of you two meeting could be that you both get blinked out of existence, like you were never born. It looks like I can rule THAT one out though." The past Shego stood up again, regaining her composure to ask, "So if you are future me, what's up with your skin? And why do you look like some teenager?" Drakken again interrupted, proudly showing off his inventions. "This, is the juvenat..." He was cut short as future Shego found the hang-up button. "Simply put, he built a youth machine, and I guess he added skin color to it or something. I'm pretty sure you didn't wanna hear him ramble on for an hour about its brilliance."
"Yeah, that sounds like Drakken. So if you're future me, what's the deal with calling me out here?"
"I need a lift to Tokyo, and you need to be there in a few minutes anyway. Just drop me off wherever."
The past Shego lifted an eyebrow as the future Shego climbed onto the plane and grabbed hold of the wing. "Well, are we going?" The past version of Shego decided that if this was the future version of her, she'd be able to hang on, and if not, it was just some stupid kid splattered on the ground. No sweat off her back. She took off and flew for Tokyo, the plan to capture Nakasumi-san quite solid, so long as teen hero Kim Possible didn't show up.
Okay, thats chapter 4. I'm gonna stop for tonight (I know how the whole story is gonna unfold, or at least the outline of it; I want to make sure I get it all written before I lose the inspiration for it, but since its 4 in the morning, I figure I should stop.)