The steel doors to the control room suddenly burst inward, tearing from their hinges and making a loud boom as they landed. Henchmen scattered, trying not to be under them.
The five members of Team Possible strode in. Yori with her fans ready, Ron with the Lotus Blade. Tara and Bonnie were ready for anything. Kim had turned off her plasma.
It was a large room, filled with communications equipment, and monitoring equipment for both the CeCe factory and those in the field.
Dr. Drakken walked out of his office on the level above the main floor, and rested his hands on the railing. He leaned over towards them, and they looked up at him.
"Come in, it's open," he said with a grin. "I might have known that twenty thousand CeCes wouldn't stop you."
"DRAKKEN!" screamed Kim, catching sight of him.
"That's my name, don't wear it out! Welcome to Shego's Legacy!" he said with a flourish.
"I'm going to..." started Kim through clenched teeth, then stopped. "Wait. What did you say?"
"I said, welcome to Shego's Legacy," replied Drakken.
"You named your lair 'Shego's Legacy'?" asked Ron.
"Why yes, I thought it appropriate. It's MY take-over-the-world scheme, but I chose Shego as a theme for it," he answered.
"Dare I ask why?" asked Kim in a dangerously calm tone.
"To secure her place in the annals of history. After this she will be hated and feared for the rest of eternity," he said proudly.
"You sick, twisted..." said Kim, but couldn't continue, the bile threatening to reach her throat.
"Oh, come now, Kimberly Ann, she was a supervillian. What better way to honor her memory?"
he asked, reasonably.
Kim turned red in the face, but though her features twisted, she couldn't make a sound.
"What I want to know is, how could you afford all this? I know your assets were confiscated last time we captured you," said Ron.
"Ah, a good question from the buffoon. The answer is, I had a little help in that department.
And here is my financier!" he replied.
A figure in the shadows stepped forward. To Kim and Ron, it was familiar, and proved to be someone they knew when he stepped into the light.
"Ah, Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable! My old foes! It has been quite some time since we last met! You are well, I trust?" said the old man, leaning on his cane.
"Senor Senior, Senior!" said Kim. "Should have thought of that. Where's Junior?"
"Junior, pfah! He is at home. He refused to have anything to do with this scheme. I fear he just doesn't have the makings of a villian," replied Senior, in a sad voice.
"At least one of the Seniors has shown some good sense," said Kim.
"A matter of opinion, and one I disagree with," said Senior.
"Is that it? All questions answered? Anything else before we get down to business?" asked Drakken, looking down at them.
Kim looked at Drakken, and scowled. "Yeah, I have a question. What's happened to you? You've never killed anyone before!"
"Oh, yes, about that. After she was gone, I discovered that Shego had been holding me back. By insisting that nobody be killed in one of my schemes, of course they failed! It was all her fault! Now I can reach my full evil potential!" he laughed.
"I am sorry, Drakken-san, but once again, you have failed. Your army outside has been defeated, and Global Justice has arrived as well," said Yori.
"Who's she?" asked Drakken, "And those other two? Although that one with brown hair looks familiar..."
Bonnie scowled, then looked embarrassed. She had been part of The Ron's posse when he had the naco royalty money, and had betrayed him like the rest.
"Members of Team Possible, that's all you need to know. And you won't know it for very long," said Kim, her voice almost a growl.
"Oh, now that I have to disagree with!" he snapped his fingers, and suddenly they were surrounded by henchmen carrying automatic and semi-automatic weapons, all trained on them.
"Goodbye, Kim Possible, Ron Stoppable! It has been good to know you. I have not met your companions, but I am sure they will keep you company in your next life!" said Senior, giving a mock salute.
"Real guns?" asked Ron, "That's new."
"Yes, buffoon, no more knocking you out and tying you up. Just killing you and getting rid of a major thorn in my side," replied Drakken. "Ready? Aim..."
Team Possible took stances. They turned on their force fields, and waited. The power drain from them meant they didn't have long.
"FIRE!" shouted Drakken, and Senior covered his ears, while watching eagerly.
Gunfire ripped through the control room, all of it aimed at the five heroes. The force field robbed the bullets of momentum, and they dropped to the floor. No ricochet meant nobody could get hit by accident.
They split up, heading for the surrounding henchmen. Yori suddenly vanished, putting the stealth mode to work. Ron, Tara, and Bonnie proceeded to charge through the men with little difficulty, slicing through weapons with the Lotus Blade and grabbing guns and smashing them, or twisting the barrels to uselessness with enhanced strength.
Kim just stood there, ignoring the fighting, and looking up at Drakken and Senior. She was finally letting the rage out, and by their suddenly worried expressions, they could tell.
"You want to know what Shego's REAL legacy is? I can show you!" said Kim, having to shout over the noise of fighting.
Green flame burst out around her entire body. Drakken stared, wide eyed.
"Th- that's impossible! She's dead!" he said in a faint voice. "How can you do that?"
Kim gave an evil grin. "That's for me to know, and you know the rest." She started walking forward toward the ladder that led up to where the villians were.
"Men! Stop her!" shouted Drakken, pointing at Kim.
The red-suited henchmen turned and started towards Kim.
Kim stopped, and turned up the temperature of the plasma.
The henchmen came to a dead halt ten feet from Kim. The raw heat from the flames prevented them from getting closer. She turned it up some more, and they started backing up to get away.
Drakken and Senior could feel it from their position some twenty feet above her.
Nearly as one, the henchmen threw down their weapons, and made for the ruined door. The other members of Team Possible let them go, knowing they would be captured soon enough. The temperature in the large room continued to climb.
"Okashira, turn down the heat! You must not damage the controls!" said Yori.
Hearing her, Kim turned it down, but did not otherwise acknowledge Yori. She walked forward to the ladder, and started climbing.
"Oh, no," said Drakken.
"Perhaps we should leave now," said Senior.
"No. Not this time. I will be rid of Kim Possible," he said. He reached in the folds of his blue lab coat, and pulled out a pistol.
Before he could even get a good grip on it, it was swatted out of his hand. A white-suited Kim Possible grabbed him, and slammed him against a wall, feet off the floor.
"You... monster. You murdering monster. Five million people dead because of your mad scheme. Never again. I'm going to do what I should have done years ago," said Kim. Her face showed the rage she had been holding in.
Drakken was terrified, and sweating bullets. He tried to protest, but couldn't find his voice.
Kim held him against the wall with her left hand, and drew back her right. Bright green flames with black highlights burst out around it. Kim bared her teeth. "You killed all those people. You killed Ron's parents. You killed my family. It ends here, and now." Her right hand closed into a fist.
Ron, Yori, Bonnie and Tara had arrived by that point.
"Kim, don't do it. He's beaten," said Ron.
"I haven't even touched him yet," said Kim, softly, and the flames grew brighter.
"You must not do this, Kim-chan. It would change you forever," said Yori.
"K, it isn't self-defense, now. He's helpless. It would be murder," said Bonnie.
"Kim, please, I don't want to lose you to the darkness," said Tara.
Kim's chest began to heave, and she took deep breaths. Her fist wavered, and Drakken's expression changed to one of faint hope. Her grip loosened a bit, and he slid down the wall several inches. Tears appeared in her emerald eyes.
Suddenly she screamed, as loudly as she could, and swung her fist forward with all the strength she could muster.
Seconds later, Drakken opened his eyes and looked to his left, and saw Kim's fist buried up to the wrist in the stone wall, green flame still licking around it, scarcely two inches from his head. He promptly fainted.
Kim pulled her hand from the wall, and threw Drakken to the side, where he lay in a heap.
Beep beep be-deep!
Kim pulled out the Kimmunicator. She keyed it open, but did not say anything.
"Kim! I have good news!" said Wade, "I've re-established contact with Global Justice!"
Dr. Director appeared on the screen. "Good work, Kim! I wanted to let you know that your and Ron's families are safe! They are here at GJ headquarters. We picked them up not long before the CeCe attacks began. That's what I was trying to tell you on the phone."
"Thank you," said Kim, then turned the unit off and returned it to its pouch. She turned to Ron, and buried her face in his chest. The tears began.
Senior heaved a huge sigh of relief and said, "I surrender."