Kim Possible and Street Hawk: Diplomatic Immunity p 11
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, Street Hawk or Robocop. Wish I did though.
Diana's New Face, Suit Delivery and Juntao's Demand
The next morning in Detroit, Kim has her morning sickness, as usual. When she gets out, she and Ron then get ready to make a new face for the Diana-bot, as they had come to call the shell. Robocop knocks on their bedroom door and Kim opens it.
She says, "Good morning, Commander. How are you feeling today?"
"I've been better, Kim. How's Ron been doing? He's been somewhat subdued since he got here. I guess all that work as Street Hawk has started getting to him."
"Not really. The sitch with China and the Sho-Da-Kah is starting to make him angry. He's wanting to kick their butts so bad, it's making me want to join him. But, since I'm pregnant, I can't do much of anything except watch the man I love fight the crazy criminals."
"I know that feeling, Kim. In any case, I've got the body on the handtruck. Would you like me to bring it in for you?"
Kim smiles and replies, "Please and thank you." Robocop chuckles as he steps back out into the hallway and brings in the body of the former BeeBee robot. Kim smiles as she examines the suit on it.
"Brand new, sir?"
Robocop nods and replies, "Since she worked in an office before she died, I figured it'd be a good idea to keep her looking professional. The original bodywork is under the suit, so she can sleep without it being on."
Diana then swirls out of the data port and says, with a grin, "I bet you'd like that too, wouldn't you Alex? I really wouldn't mind if you did. Matter of fact, I'm flattered."
She turns to Kim and says, "Kim, you're looking radiant today. Did you get a new manicure?"
"No, but I'm having another baby. Hopefully, it'll just be the one. I'm surprised I had the triplets the first time out." Diana smiles wistfully and sadly at the same time.
Kim catches this and asks, "You never got to have any children, did you, Diana?"
"No, I hadn't Kim. I was hoping to meet the guy of my dreams once I had gotten myself established in my position. Of course, Mallardo ruined all that when he and Chip Chaykin killed me. Just to get my brain for Metronet. Those guys were savage jerks, that's for sure. Before I died, I wanted to at least have two children. A boy and a girl. But, that won't happen now. My original body was destroyed, eliminating the chance for any children with my genes."
At that, Diana starts sobbing and fades into the Net.
Ron clenches his fist in angerand says, "If only there was something we can do for her, Kim. Other than naming the child after her if it's a girl, I got nothing."
Kim smiles and puts her palm on Ron's cheek, saying, "You've got a good heart, Ron. We'll give Diana some time to regain her composure. In the meantime, naming the child after her if it's a girl is not such a bad idea. I'm afraid that's the only thing we can do. As she grows up, we'll tell her all about her namesake. Hopefully, that'll give Diana some closure at least."
Robocop nods and clenches both of his mechanical fists, thinking of the day he died.
(Flashback)
"I got this problem see. Cops don't like me. So I don't like cops." Doing a noise from an old and obscure movie, Clarence Boddicker moved his shotgun along his arm until he fired, destroying Murphy's gun hand.
As Murphy screamed in pain, the goons allowed him to get up. When he was facing them, they opened fire, shredding his armor and him, severely.
His screams and cries of pain only egg them on as they continue firing. Shortly, they had run out of ammunition, leaving Boddicker to finish the job. Boddicker raised a Desert Eagle and fired it into Murphy's forehead.
Robocop snaps back to the present and says, "I know what it's like to witness your own death and see those responsible for it. I also know the desire for closure and vengeance very well. It happens when you're lying there, be it on a Hospital Operating table or out in the field. I'm sure your predecessor felt the same way, Ron. The desire for Justice, closure and peace."
"I'm sure he felt the same way too, Commander. Norman sure felt the need to dish out some retribution on the jerks that killed Jesse Mach. And boy did he dish it out. According to the news reports, three of them were nailed with a .44 magnum Desert Eagle while the leader of the bunch got a 9mm slug in his head. That one, I saw happen. Basically, it was a judgment. A death penalty, long belated. And also, the guy disrespected Jesse's memory and good name as Street Hawk."
Robocop grimaces as he says, "Remind me not to get on Norman Tuttle's bad side. Ever. By the way, how is he doing?"
Kim smiles as she replies, "He's married now and they are expecting a baby. They're about four months along. I think Norman's actually looking forward to having his own child. I just hope he has enough ingredients to satisfy Jane's cravings."
She then sighs as she adds, "If only Will Du didn't pull that idiotic stunt. Perhaps then Norman's dream would have come true."
"What dream is that, Kim?"
Ron grins and replies, "To have a Street Hawk in every Police Garage. Of course, some Sand Hawks and War Birds would be quite helpful as well. But, for now, we're a special arm of Global Justice. Any sitch they can't handle, they call on us. With Kim on Maternity leave from Sand Hawk duty, it's gonna fall on Jesse's daughter to pick up the slack."
"Jesse had a daughter? Did he get to meet her before he died?"
Kim shakes her head no as she replies, "At the time of Jesse's death, her Mother was in China. That was where Jessica was born. I'm sure you heard about the extraction of Lily Mach."
"I did. That was good work. Please tell Bonnie and Hirotaka I said the same thing. I'd like to meet Jessica and Lily sometime. They sound interesting." The teens nod and chuckle as they get to work.
Ron brings out the sizer and calls out the measurements to Kim. She then checks the box for the right materials. Upon finding them, they start making the face of a woman long dead, in order to give her soul new life.
For two hours, they work. Robocop brings up her OCP identification picture and the teens use it to reference with.
Once they're done getting the appearance established, they gently slip the mask onto the robot's head after removing the rear headplate, cutting a hole in the back so the headplate holding the synthetic hair can fit through it.
Carefully doing the synthetic hair to eliminate the possibility of bald spots, they are able to fully recreate the face of Diana Powers.
The teens step back from the body of the robot and compare it with the monitor's face picture.
Ron sighs and says, "We did the best we can. The pixels are old and mask making is an art. Hopefully, it'll pass muster and appear life-like enough."
Robocop nods in agreement and says, "Diana."
She comes swirling out of the data port and gets a good look. Ghostly tears falling from her holographic eyes, she looks upon a face she hadn't seen for so long. Her own, exact and precise. Right to the date of her original body's death.
Sobbing softly, she turns to the teens and softly says, "Thanks, guys. Is it fully ready?"
Ron grins, nods and softly replies, "Take it for a test drive, Diana." Kim nods in agreement and Diana shyly giggles as she swirls into the robotic body.
The eyes on the robot then start glowing blue and soften slightly. Taking some cautious steps, Diana moves the robotic body off of the handtruck and goes to the nearest mirror. Taking a hand and putting it to her new face, she softly smiles and somewhat winks at herself.
"Hello, beautiful. Never thought I'd see you again. It's been so long since I saw myself last." She then turns and walks toward Kim and Ron, wrapping them in a soft hug which leaves them speechless.
Pleased with the amount of control on the robot's servos, she nods and says, "Thanks again, Kim and Ron. You've made a soul truly happy again."
Turning her attention to Robocop, she walks over to him and says, "I've wanted to do this ever since you saved me from that soul-killing virus." Without further ado, she gives Robocop a soft kiss on his lips.
When she comes away, she adds, "Thank you, Alex Murphy. Thank you for being a good friend and confidante. I don't know what I would have done if I didn't make it without you in my corner."
"It was my pleasure, Diana." He then returns the kiss and wraps his arms around her, causing her to lift her foot off the ground.
Both machines are deep in their embrace and kiss when Kim and Ron leave them alone. Both teens leave the room and close the door, giving the two machines some peace and quiet. They both then start making their way to their room.
Pondering as they walk, Ron says, "You will never see a more beautiful or stranger sight."
"I agree, Ron. Yet I can't help but wonder if you said that before."
"Doubtful, KP. If I did, I'd remember it. How are you feeling? Feel up to a smoochfest?"
"Ron! Just you wait, you nut! Get back here, you!" She then starts chasing her husband through the house, laughing all the way with Ron laughing as well.
When the couple reaches their room, Kim giggles and says, "I believe you were saying something about a smoochfest."
Ron nods and opens the door, saying, "The smoochfest awaits, my dear." Still giggling, Kim walks into room and is hugged from behind.
She then starts to moan when Ron puts his gentle hands on her still slender belly. Her moans intensify when Ron gently puts his hands on her breasts and caresses them softly.
"Do you like that, Kim?"
"Oh yes, very much honey. Just keep being gentle. I've just started to feel tender this morning."
"You got it, KP." At that, the couple necks passionately after Ron closes the door.
Down the hall, Bernice is thinking that she should try to talk to Ron and Kim before they go back home. Maybe they can be friends, especially after all that her son had tried to do.
An hour later, Sheila is looking over the paperwork from the other night. She sighs as she fills in the circumstances of the destruction of the Interceptor before she can be issued a new one.
Sheila's glad she had recovered her strength enough to come into the Station. Suddenly, a delivery guy comes in with a large box on his back.
"A little help here, please? This is heavy as heck. I got a delivery for Commander Alex J. Murphy. If he's not about, is there anyone that can sign for him?"
Sheila chuckles as she gets up and replies, "The Commander should be here about noon. That's thirty minutes from now. In the meantime, I can help you with that box. You take one side and I'll take the other. I'm guessing these are the suits that were ordered."
"I reckon you're right, ma'am. The supplier is in D.C. Other than that, I have no other details." Chuckling, they both maneuver the box into the Squad Room. When they get the box settled, Sheila notices the guy's single and grins, deciding to play matchmaker.
"Hey Davis. Why don't you take him into the Break Room and see if he'd like some refreshments. After all, all that hard work must have drained him quite a bit. What's your name?"
"Sagara. Luke Sagara, ma'am."
"Luke, meet Elizabeth Davis. Why don't you two get better acquainted with each other?" Luke and Davis nod and go into the Break Room together. Next thing everyone knows, Ching Juntao comes into the Squad Room with a group of well-dressed men.
Sheila smirks and says, "Well, hello there, Mr. Juntao. Are you here to turn yourself in or just to make more trouble than what you're worth?"
"Quite the opposite, Officer Murphy. I've come to secure your services for the action in Cadillac Heights."
"For what purpose? Those people legally live there."
"Not any more. The property is being taken by force in four hours. So I'll need thirty Officers in Riot gear, ready to storm the neighborhood and throw the people out. I can make it worth your while."
"Throwing people out of their homes is no work for a cop! Are you stupid or just plain deranged?"
"Neither. And if you know what's good for you, you will do exactly as I say."
"What makes you think I will?"
Juntao smirks as he replies, "I've read your file, Shego. I know that you were once a heroine gone bad. I am also a member of the most respected organization in the world. The Sho-Da-Kah."
Sheila smirks right back and retorts, "Big dreckin' deal! The others already know about my past. And I already know about your connection to that criminal organization. A friend of ours found the information on your asses. For someone that's supposedly from an enlightened society, you're rather dense. Anyone ever tell you that? If not, then I'm the first."
Drawing her Sig, she then snarls, "Get the fuck out of this Station and our country, you dipshit Diplomat."
Priming it, she smiles sinisterly and adds, "You have five seconds to get out, asshole. I suggest you start running."
In fear for his life, Juntao runs out the door. Or rather, through it. The only thing in the doorway is the wood, broken into the shape of a human. His entourage calmly walks out, shaking their heads at his behavior.
Looking at the door after the other men had left, Sheila quips, "Well, at least he took it well." At that, the other Officers with Sheila start laughing at her quip. Sheila joins in the laughter and starts to shake from the case of the 'sillies'.
Suddenly, they hear a familiar voice. "Why is there a human-shaped hole in the door for the Squad Room?" Robocop steps into the door with a slight scowl/smile on his face. Sheila briefs him on the situation and shows him the delivery.
"Excellent timing, Sheila. It's time for an early Christmas. Let's see the manifest." Sheila pulls it out of the sleeve and hands it to him.
If cyborgs were able to drop their jaws, Robocop would have dropped his and it would have broken through the floor.
"A hundred armored suits? That's more than enough for this force. I wonder who and why they sent this many." Robocop examines the fine print and chuckles.
"What is it, Commander?"
"A little side note, Sheila. No big deal." Within the fine print is the wording, 'Please accept these armored suits in this size order. I saw the order form and altered it. Your friend, Wade Load. P.S. Kick ass and don't bother taking names, Detroit Police.'
At that, they open the box and start pulling out the suits. Various sizes are included, allowing for a good fit on whoever wears it. They then go into the locker room to change.
Sheila stays behind to ask, "The order was hacked, wasn't it, Alex?"
Robocop nods silently and she says, "Good news all around. My thanks and the thanks of the others go out to the hacker." She then bolts into the locker room.
Davis and Luke come back to the Squad Room and Davis asks, "What'd we miss, Commander?"
"Our new suits have arrived. The others are already suiting up as we speak. There should be one in your size still." Davis nods and checks the suits for the right size. Finding what she's looking for, she bolts into the locker room.
Inside, Sheila is peeling off the jumpsuit and developing a theory. Bulky in size, it may fit over the armored suit as she doubts the badge would go into the suit.
Once she's dressed down, she slips herself into the suit. Once it's on and zipped, she moves around and finds herself pleased with the fit.
"Like a glove. A good fit without being totally snug. Now, let's test my theory about the jumpsuit Uniforms." Slipping the jumpsuit on, she's pleased to see that her theory is proven correct.
She then says, "We can wear the jumpsuits over the armored suits. Pass it on to the guys."
Pondering to herself, she gets a grin and thinks, 'If the residents of Cadillac Heights want to fight for their homes, they can use our old armor. Hopefully, the Splatter-Punks won't be having armor-piercing rounds on them at all.'
When she comes back out of the Locker Room, she tells Robocop her idea for the old vests. Robocop likes the idea and elects to prepare a suitable battle plan that both the residents of the Heights and the Police can use for success.