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Chapter One: Drawing the Cards

A possessing girl walked in along with her long raven refinish hair that moved side to side as she was striding. Her hip structure; so elegant. Her body; so fine. Her breasts were in perfect shape, just like her body was. She took small steps as she made her way towards the table. The table was where everyone gathered to have their meetings. The table itself was very symbolic, it represented when the group was all ears and making plans for world domination, but this time it was different. It had to be, they had to overcome victory. They must.

As she sat down she took off her silky gloves and started to file her nails. Recently, she just received a manicure and wanted to maintain the nail's features. She quickly got a light brush to dust off some of the dry skin cells that still must have been there. The other figures walked in as well. One with a very biff structure that seemed to be afraid of everything, or just seemed to be picky about his ideals. A very selfish individual indeed, and his only intention was to get back the woman he once loved. He was rigorous and angry. He couldn't help but curse within his breathe. As for the other, he was a skimpy fellow and had no drastic intentions upon anyone's behalf. But only wanted to gain some reputation of being a villain. That was his only ambition. The other biff fellow started to cry he felt that he was a failure. "I swear father," he told himself. "I will become a better villain that you will ever be! You will finally be at my mercy when you find out how your own son beat you at your own game!"

"Hold your tongue," the woman hushed. She got aggravated pretty easily especially when people constantly complained to themselves. She was about 25 years old. Long, black, thick coarse hair, with lovely blue eyes that sparkled like the river. She was in perfect shape and everything seemed to be flawless on her, except needing an attitude adjustment.

"And what do you expect me to do, eh!" he demanded. He was highly dim-witted and lived with his father on a private island. He constantly touched his hair, and always had the habit being conceited. He wore tight fitting shirts, which made his abs stick out. Even though he might be bulky, he certainly didn't have a brain.

"I think that you should just get a life already and set your matters straight! Don't go making everyone else miserable just because you can't handle your own problems!"

"Oh and you think that you have no problems. Look at your mouth for instance!" he retaliated back. She became furious as her hands began to coarse through fire. It was enraging within her, as if she were an explosive that was about to be released.

"Patience my pet," the other figure insisted as he walked into the room. "You need to save your energy and not unleash it on some worthless bum!" This man had his hair parted, and very tall. He had black eyes and slight sideburns. He looked 30, but realistically was not at that age. He had developed a time machine that he could escape to capture his essential outlook. Indeed, he always thought, it was remotely to impress someone. He wore a black lab coat, with black gloves; it had shades of dark blue. He was quite tall reaching the height of 6 feet.

She lowered her hands, and smirked at him, giving that conceivable look that he was lucky to get away with it.

The man walked between that as he sat at the head of the table, while all of them were in unison the plan was ready to be developed. All that was needed is some trickery, bait, power, mind control, and self-absorption would do the trick. If everything worked out perfectly the world would be theirs for eternity. Not even Kim Possible or other famous heroes could overcome this victory. It was too perfect and properly coordinated that it had to work.

He started to cleanse his throat as he swallowed; he caressed his hair, and felt a bit uneasy with how to start the speech. He had a well-developed figure, same small nose, and dark black hair; it was split in two sections with a part in the middle. He had some evidence of sideburns, but overall he was good looking. In good physique too especially when you are a 60 year old. The person began to speak as he flickered on the switch for the TV. The TV that was shown was hooked up to a security camera that was found in Drakken's lair. It was quite small and hidden. The television became bright with color and noticed that the two figures were in a conversation with one another. The figures all starred blanklessly at the screen.

"Shego, fetch me my wrench!" Drakken commanded as he began to fix his latest robotic invention. It was a Kimbot, which was made with the same type of metal, that responded to stress and anxiety. Basically this element would cover the whole figure and become indestructible. Refers to October 31st episode

"Uh no!" Shego answered back. "I honestly think this whole plan is going to fail, I mean you always do. I mean just give up with the gadgets and machinery."

"Shego, your words hurt. I have feelings to you know!" tears started to fill his eyes. Shego noticed that her sarcasm at times got the worst of her, so she took a deep breathe and began to explain.

"Well its not that, I mean I feel that you should go with something more conniving like kidnapping her parents, uh going back through time again, or ship that stupid sidekick to Antarctica. At least something other than your usual plans. And please don't gloat this time."

"Why not gloat. All villains do that, it's a tradition!"

"Yah, but that's how she always gets away with everything."

"I see," Drakken smirked. "Ha, and I thought I was a genius, your brilliant!" he put his hand on her shoulder, Shego was slightly flushed.

"Thank you," she added, and then snapped back. "But we really need to devise something. I just have an awkward feeling about this whole fiasco. I can't help it, but I always feel that we don't have enough privacy anymore. I mean one day I heard noises coming from the wall, as soon as I approached there it stopped."

"I see and you think that maybe someone is onto us."

"Precisely", she winked. "I do not know why or any reasons, but I feel strange."

"Strange, Shego?"

"I guess you can say so, but now lets concentrate on kicking little Kimmie's arse!"

"As I have expected, they are already onto us, perfect! We must make our presence be known," the figure explained. "And I, Draknyus, would not even let my own son get the better of me! MWAHAHAHAHA! This plan will work for sure! I CAN FEEL IT!"

"Uh, zip it." The woman said as she tightened Draknyus's lips. "I think you should hush for awhile and turn that thing off first." She insisted.

"Ah yes, you are right. I am so glad that you, my little dear, decided to work for me."

"Yah, yah. Just do it already!" Draknyus turned off the screen.

"You said our plan was going to work so it should not fail am I right?" Senor Junior asked in astonishment.

"It shouldn't because I Avarius, would not be conquered again! I will prove to them all I am strong! And I am great!" He was quite thin for a person, I guess you can say anorexic, but was headstrong on what he desired. He had orange hair, that was spiked, and a long thin nose, that hung like a shameless hook. Eyes were very black and beady. He wore a red tight suit, with a yellow belt.

"Shout your mouth already we get the point!" Alego shouted.

"Well we all know who draws the cards am I right?"

"Yes." They all answered in unison.

"Basically, Junior I want you to get a hold of the villains, and try to get Alego to use mind control on them. Alego I will install this device onto your neck and will also have the ability to become transparent as well. But most importantly, I want you to thieve their life energy from them, so you can become stronger my pet."

"Oh yes, this is getting good."

"Now let me finish," Draknyus scolded. "Once this happens Junior and Avarius will uphold all the families of the Possible's, Stoppable's, Lipsky's, and villains otherwise. I want them all to obey me. Then you do your little trickery my beloved pet. You trick Drakken into thinking you are Shego or another women otherwise who has fallen for him. Get Shego to see you two together and this shall make her become defenseless and would tear her to heart in two. As for that Junior you should be able to comfort Shego in this time of need. Then when all is well we will strike them both when they least expect it! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Uh, okay. What makes you so sure it'll work. I mean I know Shego has strong feelings for him and Drakken does for her too!"

"Please Alego, I know you have a soft spot for Drakken. So I wouldn't go there. Do you forget what happened in your childhood? She was the one that got all the attention not you. When you ran away her parents didn't even bother looking for you. They thought you were a mutant, born of such monstrosity."

"Shut up! I'll go with your stupid plan!" Alego scolded. "And I know how it feels."

"I know that's why I will always be here for you." He said as he began to stroke Alego's cheek. Alego backed away from him, still sitting on her chair. She looked at him relentlessly, but at the same time she felt comforted. Alego respected her boss because Draknyus was always there for her.

"I can't wait to get Shego back into my arms. I so longed have missed her," Senor Junior was making that dramatic pose of pretending he was holding Shego within his arms.

"And I, Avarius, will prove that I can be the strongest villain in the world!" He stood on the chair holding his staff. The group had blank expressions on their faces as sweat drops formed behind their heads.

"Lets just get to the plan shall we?"

Ron and Kim were strolling around in Middleton. Finally, it was summer vacation, a month after prom. Kim and Ron were now starting their new relationship, as they began walking holding each other's hands. Kim slightly made a jerked movement.

"What's wrong, KP?" he asked in reassurance.

"I don't know. I just feel something bad is going to happen."

DA FOOKIN END! I love Bundycoot's phrases XD oh and I hope you all liked it. Tell me what you think and the next chapter PRACTICE MAKES PERFECT should be up soon. Alia