Disclaimer: This story is based upon characters created by Bob Schooley and Mark McCorkle for Disney. If you recognize the characters, they aren't mine. I will never make any money from this.
Getting out of the tower was easy. Swimming the cold bay was a little harder. But none of it mattered. Shego was angry. She needed information. There would be no help for anyone that lied to her.
Shego made her way back to DuBelle's lab. Alex was in the foyer when she arrived. She grabbed him by the collar, "Where is he?"
Alex tried to smile, "Hi, Shego. He's out. He has a meeting. If you have those samples, his lab is open."
"I'll wait for him there." She reluctantly let go of him and walked in.
DuBelle's lab was indeed open. Shego looked around at his equipment apprehensively. It was definitely medical equipment. But was it for healing? Had she really survived the battle that killed her brothers? Was it all a lie?
She looked at the tank she woke up in. The doctor said it was for the convalescing of unconscious patients. It also looked like a sensory depravation tank - or a womb.
This is insane.
Right by the tank was a computer with wiring coming from it like medical sensors, but different. A label read 'skill enhancement'. Another read 'information integration'. Like memories.
She began looking through files for anything about her. Anything about his research that she might understand.
Why was she torturing herself? Why not just ask him? He's not a liar like Team Clone. Is he?
There. Progress reports on her condition. No mention of fractures. No bruising or bleeding. No surgical history. The reports seemed most concerned with ... growth. There were charts comparing her progress with that of some generic child. It was comparing hours and days with - weeks and years!
Then she found papers on his ongoing research. It was genetic research.
She slammed the papers down and leaned on the desk with both hands. She felt sick. She was going to chuck mall food right there on his desk. It couldn't be true. She couldn't be a ...
"Shego?" Doctor DuBelle walked into the lab. "Do you have any samples?"
He wanted blood samples. He'll do it again. "No."
"Did something go wrong? Why have you returned?"
She swallowed something vile and stood up.
He then noticed what she was doing at his desk. "Shego, those files are confidential."
"So a patient can't read her own files?" She said heatedly as she walked up to him.
"Some of my research is very sensitive. It's not ready for release."
She grabbed his throat, "You mean your cloning research?"
He tried to respond, but he could not summon the air with which to speak.
"You made a clone, didn't you?" She glared into his eyes as she squeezed lightly. "Not just any kind of clone, but an evil clone."
He grabbed her arm, but was already too weak to fight her as she lifted him off the floor.
"You made me," she brought her other hand up as well. Her hands began to glow. One burned him while the other pressed in with force beyond her strength.
"And I AM EVIL!" she yelled as his neck was burned, compressed and even stretched simultaneously. She held him like that until his burning, misshapen flesh began to smell. Then she dropped him and turned her attention to the equipment of the lab.
"She could be anywhere by now," said Hego.
"Well, she wouldn't have escaped if you guys had come immediately when I called," yelled Shego who was wearing her official uniform again.
"Focus, people!" barked Mego. "My invention will find her."
"How?" Shego looked at her purple brother with one raised eyebrow.
"This scanner can track the Go Glow," Mego said proudly. "It's like the one on the door, just with greater range." He turned on the screen. "See?"
"It's a bunch of colored dots in a box," said Hego.
"That's us," Mego beamed.
"So where is she?" asked Shego, still skeptical.
"Well, this is just Go Tower," Mego explained meekly.
"Can we see beyond the Tower?" Shego was obviously getting more annoyed as this went on.
"I think so," Mego adjusted the controls. "I just hope she's still in Go City."
Shego made a loud sigh at the ceiling, "Fat good this thing is!"
Shego was about to leave when the twins spoke up.
"There she is!" they pointed together at a green dot on the map.
"Let's go, Team Go!" shouted Hego.
As they ran out, Shego realized it was getting harder and harder to stand Hego's lame puns.
Alex was still outside birdwatching when the 'Go Car' pulled up. He was naturally worried, particularly since the clone had arrived just a few minutes ago. Could they have followed her?
It could just be a coincidence. They might be here to investigate a nearby mugging or a litterbug.
As Team Go ran into his building, Alex knew that idea was not just lame, but wrong as well.
After watching the super team storm in, Alex decided he'd better do something or his work could be destroyed in some sort of climactic battle. He followed the way they had entered, wondering what the main door to the lab had ever done to them. He then hurried into his section of the lab. He was releived to find his equipment still in tact.
Alex could already hear the sounds of battle from elsewhere. He didn't want his research to become a casualty. It would take much too long to pack up.
Then his gaze fell on his 'Reductor Ray.' Dr. DuBelle had commented it would be a good weapon as it is. Alex picked it up and prepared to defend his laboratory.
Hego could hear the sounds of equipment being wrecked as he ran through this strange lab, flanked by his team. Shego's evil twin was here somewhere.
Shego ran past him toward the room that the sounds were coming from.
"Shego, wait!" Hego said pointlessly.
She was too determined, forceful, angry. "Stop right there, Witch!" Green energy was visible immediately even from where Hego stood, though considering her opponent, it was hard to say who had fired first.
"She needs help!" cried Wego as they ran into the room, multiplying as they went.
Hego went to say something, but stayed quiet because she might need support fighting herself.
Mego stepped up next to him. "Should we go in there?" he asked with concern.
Hego was about to answer when he was startled to see Mego shrink to half size. The startling part was that he did not glow when he did it. He also looked as surprised as Hego.
They both turned to see that Mego had been struck by a beam of some sort from a device held by a skinny, hook-nosed man.
He glared at them, "Leave these premises or be reduced to so much meat product!"
"It looks like we have our own problem here," said Hego.
It was then that Shego was somehow launched through the doorway from the other room, still grappling with her twin. They landed on a table, smashing a set glassware in the processs.
Mego charged the lab assistant, who fired the weapon again. Mego shrunk again, still running at them man. When Mego reached Alex, he grew, holding his fist up high for an enhanced uppercut.
Alex was thrown back, but remained conscious. He raised his arm and aimed the strange weapon at Hego this time. Hego dropped down spread eagle on the floor. The strange, uneven, wavy rays passed over him and struck the two green women that were wrestling, half on and half off the lab table.
They both moaned sickly, as space itself seemed to warp. Those watching at that moment never did forget the sight of the two women being misshapen, though they will always wish that they could. No one, including Alex, completely understood what happened to them. The only thing certain was that when the travesty was complete, only one woman remained.
"Sis!" cried Wego as they ran up to her falling form. "Are you okay?"
She didn't move.
"Shego!" they cried again together as they knelt where she had fallen to the floor.
Her body lay still. She only breathed.
Wego stood up angrily and held hands. "What did you do to our sister!" they yelled.
Wego then multiplied again and again. Soon they looked as though they may fill the room, each pair still holding hands.
Alex fired at them repeatedly. He could not miss them; they were so thick as they advanced. Each time the strange beam struck a pair, they became a single boy, who simply became two again in response. This continued for a few minutes, but to Alex it seemed like years.
Eventually, the army of angry first-graders stormed over him slowly. They knocked him down, took his weapon and pummeled him angrily until he offered no more resistance, and then just a little more.
Hego and Mego could only watch.
Hego later took the broken lab assistant to the police, while Mego and Wego took Shego to the team's personal doctor.
"She seems to be in shock," Dr. Batman said as she examined their unconscious sister. "But I'm not finding any injuries. What happened?"
"We're not actually sure," said Mego.
"First she was fighting herself," said Wego quickly.
"Then this strange beam hit her," said his twin.
"Then it was just her!" said the first Wego.
"Why are they sounding more confusing than usual?" Dr. Batman asked Mego.
"We've had a very confusing day," Mego sighed.
"Well, anything you can tell me would be useful," said the doctor.
Wego then got bored. "Come on," Wego said to his twin.
"Let's go find Robin!" finished the other as they left the treatment room to seek the fictional sidekick.
"I wish they would stop that," the doctor gritted her teeth.
"They're just kids." Mego blinked. "You must have expected that sort of thing when you decided to specialize in mutative medicine with a name like 'Batman'." He thought a moment; "Would you prefer we call you by your first name?" Then he did a double take, "Hey, what is your first name?"
The doctor's eyes were very dark, "Never mind."
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