Author's Note: Hope everyone has been enjoying my story writing. I am mainly just experimenting with who likes what best. Put simply, I'm writing different varieties of stories to see what I get the most feed-back on. I'm really happy with all the good reviews I've gotten for "Shego and I." Anyway, I think I've blabbed enough. TO THE STORY! Enjoy!
Hit
by Lil' Slugger24
Chapter 5
Shego woke up in a cold sweat. She was having the worst nightmare prior to waking. In her dream, Kim was killed and she found herself to be mourning over the loss of life. She was evil, she wasn't supposed to feel anything. Especially if it was for her enemy.
She tried to fall back to sleep but failed. She got up and did her morning ritual of getting ready for the day ahead. She then went downstairs to find the doctor laughing at Saturday morning cartoons.
"Ahem." Shego said loudly.
"Shego!" the doctor said, surprised. He quickly changed the channel to something more gory. "What are you doing up?"
"Couldn't sleep. Strange dreams."
"You usually sleep till noon." Drakken said. He was trying to keep the subject off of his TV watching.
Shego went into the kitchen to make some breakfast. A knock was then heard at the door. She went to answer it. Upon opening the door, she saw no one was there. She looked down and saw an envelope sitting on the placemat. She picked it up and took it inside.
Drakken rushed over to her and snatched the unmarked letter. "I'll take that." he announced. He opened it and read it quickly. His face lit up upon finishing it.
"Letter from mama?" Shego cooed teasingly.
Drakken grumbled. "Shego, you need to stop. Your words hurt like a bee sting. Don't you care about my feelings?"
"Let's see, uh, NO!" Drakken jumped back. "I'm evil and don't care about anything. I don't feel anything. Get that through your head or I'll shove my fist through it for you!"
Shego stormed off, leaving Drakken standing dumbstruck. He quickly brightened though as he looked at the letter. The mafia had agreed to the hit and sent to notice. It was only a matter of time until Kim Possible was out of his hair for good.
Shego was angry. She didn't want to hear anything about feelings. Her dream made her seem soft-hearted which was not the case. She slammed her fist into the wall and made it crack in multiple places. 'I can't feel...' she thought, 'I can't feel...'
She went to the gym to release some of her frustration. 'I can't feel...' she continued to think while benching over 200 pounds.
Ron was walking to Kim's house. He wanted to see her. After their ordeal of love from the previous day, that was all he thought about. He rounded the corner and walked dreamily to his girlfriend's house. he walked up to the door and knocked. He didn't notice the black sedan that sat across the street.
"Who's this guy?" Tony asked his partner.
"Don't know." was the reply. "Her squeeze?"
"Maybe..." Frankie and Tony sat outside the Possible residence in their black car. They were staking out the area to find out the best time to kill Kim. They were taking note of everything that happened. They didn't want to screw up because of the boss' warning.
They were going to have to eliminate all those who posed as a threat to their operation. That meant the boyfriend was also a target. They took a mental note of this and decided that when the two parted, they would kill the blonde boy.
"Don't you think this is wrong?" Frankie asked Tony.
Tony was shocked. "You ain't goin' soft like the boss, are you?"
"No I just mean that they're just kids."
Tony understood how his partner felt. Though they were bad people, a kid does nothing to the mafia. "Forget about it. We don't care about those punks. We're gonna do this hit and that's final."
Frankie nodded. He figured that now was not the time to go soft. Tony started the car and slowly started to follow Kim and the blonde boy.