Disney owns, I don't. Nuff said! I'm sure some of you may have noticed I posted a new story… an X-men Movie story, called Generation X. Do not worry, my focus is still on KP and the gang, but when I read it going through my files I thought I'd give it a chance to thrive, since I had never posted the first 3 chapters I had written. It will keep getting updated, but nowhere near as frequently as this one!

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Redemption – Endings and Ultimatums

Shego just felt numb. She had been stabbed, Drakken had been beaten and tortured to within an inch of his life, and now the twins were dead, and they had to commit her brother, Henry, to a hospital for delusions, all within the span of a few days. She couldn't even feel the rage right now, an emotion she was all too familiar with. She was just so tired. She just wished her father could have still been around, so that she could crawl up into his lap again, and he could hold her like when she was little. He could stroke her hair and tell her that everything would be all right, and she could just fall asleep, knowing she was safe. But he was gone, and she had no one she could turn to with this. She thought of Drakken in a father figure type way, but they definitely didn't discuss things like that. She never could talk to her brothers to begin with. She had no boyfriend, hell, no regular friends for that matter. In fact, the only person she even felt comfortable talking to was one of her arch foes, and that was definitely not a healthy thing to be doing.

She had stood outside the door to her brother's room in the hospital for ten minutes now, building up the courage to go in. Ron placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, not saying a word. He had been there the entire two days, even skipping school, to help out. He had worked with her brother Michael, who had been surprisingly strong through the whole thing, to plan the funeral and make all the arrangements that needed to be made. Now, it was the day of the funeral, and she had been asked to check if Henry was well enough to go.

Taking a deep breath, she opened the door. Her brother just looked up at her and smiled. Closing the door behind her, she moved to sit in the chair by his bed when he spoke.

"Look guys, our sister Susan has come to visit!"

Shego flinched, both from what he said, and the fact that she hadn't been called her birth name in a very long time. She sat down, and looked over at him.

"Henry, how are you feeling?"

"Oh, I'm doing good Susan. Fighting the good fight, you know! How does your fight against evil prevail?"

Shego just shook her head. "Don't you remember? I went evil!"

He just laughed. "Oh come on, we know it was all an undercover thing, trying to root out evil at the source! You always were the resourceful one, you know! I'm just glad you can visit every now and then without blowing your cover. Will and Wendell here were so glad you could visit, and help us get our powers back!"

Shego just looked uncomfortable as she looked at her brother. "Henry, the twins aren't here."

"Sure they are, they just got new powers, like when you started to be able to throw the fire from your hands! Their new powers involve invisibility! But I also got special sight, which is why I can see them and no one else can!"

"Henry… I just came to see if you were well enough to come to the… funeral."

All trace of amusement left his face at that. "Susan, whose funeral? Who passed away?"

"Henry, you know who its for! Will and Wendell's funeral!"

His face took on a look of consternation, as if he was trying to process something, but then he just laughed. "Oh guys, your sister is playing a very mean trick on us. Not even a very good one with both of you standing right there!"

Shego just cast her eyes downward. "I… should get going. You get better soon, Henry, all right?"

"You bet! I'll be back and fighting the forces of darkness in no time!"

Shego rose to her feet, and opened the door, but his voice stopped her.

"Susan… thank you for coming to visit me… it means a lot to me!"

She just nodded and stepped out into the hall. Ron rose to his feet when he saw her. "He's not coming?"

"No, he's not."

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"… we come to celebrate the lives of two individuals who left this world far too early. William Jonathon Go and Wendell Bradley Go, better known to the world as the Wegos, were heroes in every sense of the word, giving of their own time and energies to help make the world a better place for everyone. It was in the commiseration of those duties that they gave their lives, trying to protect those unable to protect themselves. Today, we honour them as we commend their bodies to the earth…"

Shego hardly heard a word that was spoken. All she could do was look at the two small coffins before her. Despite the short notice of the funeral, a great number of dignitaries attended, standing at the front on the other side, as if they knew her brothers. It made her sick! Michael stood to one side of her, a few tears running down his cheek as the ceremony progressed. On her other side stood Ron, standing vigil like some kind of guardian angel, hardly having left her side in days.

It was the reporters outside the cemetery, cordoned off by the police, that bothered her the most, trying to make a spectacle of something that should be a private affair. She knew that normally she would have gone through the lot of them, frying cameras and beating them to a pulp, but she just couldn't move, couldn't stop staring down at the boxes that would hold her youngest brothers for all eternity.

She couldn't stand her brothers, quite often hated them at times, but that didn't mean she wanted them dead, that she didn't love them!

She never noticed when the ceremony ended, only realizing how long she had been standing there when the attendants lowered the coffins into the holes. Looking up, she saw only three people remained with her; her brother Michael, Ron, and Bonnie.

When the attendants finished lowering them, the silence was finally broken.

"I'm coming with you!"

It was Ron who responded first. "Mego, are you sure? Shouldn't someone stay to take care of Hego?"

"The doctors can take care of him! I want a piece of the bastard that did this!"

Ron saw the determination on his face, and just nodded. Taking Shego by the arm, he led her away, followed by Mego and Bonnie.

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"How were they able to get there so fast! The amulet should be hiding my presence!"

Fukashima cringed, feeling the anger emanating from Monkey Fist. "I am not sure? Perhaps Drakken survived, gave them some way to track the amplifiers?"

Monkey Fist glared down at his apprentice, fury evident in his eyes, before he turned away. "It matters not. There are but two components left to gather for my plan, and they will not stop me in accomplishing my goals! Are the additional amplifiers done yet?"

"Yes, my Lord! The scientist we captured was very motivated to complete the work. He had no trouble working with the designs you took from Drakken."

Monkey Fist smiled. "Good, then we have no further use for him, do we? Dispose of him and his family!"

"My Lord… you want me to let them go?"

Monkey Fist whirled on his apprentice, anger clearly showing on his face. "No, you fool, I want you to kill them all!"

Fukashima cringed again. "Even the children?"

"Yes, even the children! I could always find another apprentice if this task is too difficult for you?" With the groveling Fukashima showed him, Monkey Fist started to smile again. "Oh, and you have my permission to kill them quickly. After all, he has done his job and earned some small measure of my mercy. Now leave me to my meditations!"

Hurrying as quickly as he could while still showing respect, Fukashima set out to perform the task assigned him, regretting ever associating with Monkey Fist in the first place.

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Ron walked through the quiet halls of Go Tower. As he entered the lounge he saw Bonnie sitting on the couch, knees tucked up to her chest, as she flipped through channels on the TV. Ron sat down beside her, and grabbed the remote from her.

"Bonnie, we need to talk."

She looked over at him, confusion evident. "OK, what about?"

"I… think you should go home."

"Why, did we forget something we might need?"

Ron just grimaced. "No Bonnie. I mean you shouldn't come with us to face Monkey Fist."

Bonnie just snatched the remote back from him. "Nope, I'm coming with you!"

"Bonnie, I'm being serious! The power he's throwing around, you're going to get hurt!"

"And so could you! So could Shego and Mego!"

"Yeah, but at least we have powers to back us up!"

"Ron, I'm going, and there's nothing you can do about this!"

"Bonnie, this isn't your fight!"

Ron fell off the couch, the force of the slap driving him to the floor. When he looked up, he saw Bonnie glaring at him.

"Not my fight? NOT MY FIGHT? You know damn well this is my fight just as much as yours. In case you've forgotten, he tortured me… used me! He may not have killed anyone I know, but he's still killing people, and you need all the damn help you can get to stop him right now!"

Ron just looked up at her. "I just don't want to see you get hurt!"

"Then I'll just have to make sure I don't, now won't I!" and with that, she sat back down, flipping through the channels on the TV, ignoring Ron as he picked himself back up. He looked at her, saw the determination in her face, and realized that there was no way he was going to win this argument.

"Bonnie, I'm sorry. I know you have as much a stake in this as the rest of us. I'm just scared that you'll get hurt." Ron paused briefly as he sat back down. "I just wanted to protect you!"

Bonnie sighed, lowering her head. When she looked up, Ron could see the compassion on her face. "Ron, I know. But you don't have to take on the responsibility of protecting everybody by yourself, that's too much of a burden to carry on your own! That's what friends are for, to help carry that burden with you. So, what do you say? We protect each other?"

Ron just smiled. "Wouldn't have it any other way!"

"Good! Now get out of here! Agony County is coming on, and you always talk through the show while I'm trying to watch!"

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Ron made his way down to the gym, hoping to work out some of the tension he was feeling. When he got there, he found Shego hitting a punching bag at the far end of the room. Ron noticed immediately that she wasn't exactly working much, almost in a half-hearted manner. He walked over to the matt in the middle of the room and started stretching.

"Hey Shego, feel up to a little sparring?"

Shego spun quickly, not realizing someone else had entered the room. When the question sank in, she just nodded.

They began lightly, just throwing a few punches that were easily blocked, and then Ron decided to step it up. He allowed a bit of the power to flow into him, and upped the speed he was fighting at. He forced Shego to increase the pace, hoping to get her going a bit more. She faltered briefly, but matched him, and he knew it was time to have that talk with her he had been planning.

"So Shego," blocking a couple punches, "you haven't been yourself lately. Something bothering you?"

Shego ducked under the kick aimed for her head. "I don't want to talk about it."

Ron threw a couple more punches. "Come on, talk to me! How are you feeling?"

"I said that I don't WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!" The punch that came next had about twice the strength she had been throwing, telling Ron that he was beginning to get through.

"Well, there's a bit of the fire I was looking for!" Ron threw a leg sweep that she easily jumped over. "I mean, I was starting to wonder if you even cared anymore if Monkey Fist got away with this!"

"I told you, I'm gonna make the bastard pay!" Her shots were coming in harder now, as the anger began to build up.

Ron knew he was pushing her, but he had to snap her out of the shock she was in. He knew the only way would be force her to confront the emotions she was bottling up, but he didn't know if he liked what he was going to have to do next. "But I'm not feeling it!" Ron threw a couple of kicks, followed by a roundhouse punch. "Where's the anger I know you have? Do you even care that he killed your brothers?"

"Shut up!"

"I mean, you haven't cried about it, so you must not have cared about them!"

"SHUT UP!"

"I mean, you didn't even cry when they lowered their bodies into the cold, hard ground!"

"I SAID SHUT UP!"

With a final shot, Shego knocked Ron against the wall, and started beating on his chest, though with nowhere near the strength she had been using earlier. "Shut up… just… shut up…" Tears started pouring down her cheeks, and Ron just grabbed her in his arms, pulling her close. "Oh God, it hurts… hurts so much… they shouldn't be lying there…" All strength left her legs, and Ron gently lowered the two of them to the ground, holding her close, stroking her hair, trying to sooth her.

"It's all right… let it out… it will be all right, Susan…"

They stayed like that for over an hour, until Shego, exausted, passed out in his arms.

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Shego awoke the next morning in her bed, a bit confused as to how she got there until she remembered the events of the night before. She felt completely embarrassed that she had broken down like that, but at the same time felt better than she had in a long time. Showering and changing quickly, she made her way to the kitchen, feeling hunger setting in strongly. She found Ron in the kitchen, going through the refrigerator.

"Find anything edible?"

Ron jumped, which wasn't a very good idea when his head was still in the fridge. He yelped as he smacked his head, rubbing it vigorously as he withdrew from the fridge, looking to see who had surprised him.

"You're up early."

Shego glanced over at a clock, noticing it was only six in the morning. She just shrugged. "I… wanted to thank you for last night. I needed that." She reached into the fridge to grab an apple, taking a bite. "But if you ever tell anyone about that, I will hunt you down like a dog, castrate you, and then snap you in half!"

Ron just smiled. "Fully understood!"

Both turned when they heard a familiar beeping from Ron's pants. He grabbed the Kimmunicator quickly, activating it.

"What's the sitch Wade?"

"We have a hit on Monkey Fist! He's in Japan!"

Shego just frowned. "We'll never get to Japan in time to catch him, even with the jet!" That was when Shego noticed that Ron had gone completely white. "What's wrong?"

"Wade, please tell me it's not…"

"I'm afraid so Ron. He's at Yamanouchi!"

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Author's Notes – You know, I thought I would at least get smacked around for offing a couple of kids, but no one has complained so far! Geez, it's a good thing I upped the rating, because if that doesn't invoke response, I will have to make sure the next one does!

I'd like to thank the following people for their reviews;

ron-sama – Email hasn't been updating me on anything, so I didn't get all your reviews till they updated on the site. The radiation equation Drakken mentions is an actual thing. The value for T is based on actual fact, but the value for A was completely made up on my part, as I have never heard of mystical items, nor scanned for an energy frequency from one. I took a higher than normal number to base the figure on, as normal frequency levels tend to fluctuate only as high as 90 in this equation. I assumed that mystical properties would cause an enhanced state of agitation, thereby resulting in a higher frequency than currently exists. I would have explained that further in the story, but who really wants to hear that!

Worker72 – You are right, I completely blanked on that. If I had just shown Tara dancing with Mankey, it wouldn't have been an issue. Never even noticed, I was just throwing in names for Monique's dates. My bad! Just to clear up, the guy Monique groined at the dance was NOT Mankey, just some faceless student. Also, my God… rose coloured glasses? Are you serious? Granted, most of the stuff I've put them through has been emotional, but it takes me killing two kids to get the glasses off? I mean, I figured I did that with Kim's coma! Well then, you'll like the next death!

MrDrP – I promise… no Aviarius! EVER! As for pulling a Lear, that might be a bit much! I'm only… thinning the herd so to speak. Oh, and about those Yamanouchi guys you had backing you up…

I would also like to thank Marcie Gore, Matri, mattb3671, and Campy!