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.
Shego started to moan softly as she woke in an empty treatment room.
She was alone. "Hello?" Not again. I don't recognize this place.
This is Dr. Batman's office.
My doctor's name is 'Batman'? Is Robin the nurse?
No. She hates it when people ask that.
Is anyone else here? "Hello!"
Dr. Batman came in, "Shego, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were awake."
"That's okay, Doc," said Shego.
"Is it just me again?" Shego asked.
"What do you mean?" asked the doctor.
"I don't know," said Shego.
"Did the others survive?" Shego heard herself ask sadly.
"Why am I talking like this?" Shego asked.
Dr. Batman looked at her intently, "Your brothers are fine. How do you feel?"
"A little strange," said Shego.
"Their not really my brothers, though. Are they?" She heard herself ask.
"Why wouldn't they be?" asked the doctor.
"I don't know," said Shego.
"Clones," she heard herself say.
"Okay, that's gotta stop!" Shego grabbed the mattress she was sitting on to punctuate her point.
"What has to stop?" asked Dr. Batman.
A terrible thought came to mind. "What happened to the clone?" Shego asked together. It was a strange feeling.
"What clone?" asked the doctor.
"Dr. Double cloned the team," she heard herself say.
"I mean, just me," said Shego.
All of us.
Just me.
All!
"Stop!" Shego yelled, clutching her own head.
"Everyone is okay," said the doctor soothingly. "I'd like you to calm down. Can you do that?"
Shego thought that maybe the best way to calm herself was to just be quiet and breathe. Yet she heard herself say frankly, "I don't know."
"I'll get you a light sedative," said the doctor.
Shego sat alone again.
What is happening to me?
What happened to the clone? Shego felt a hatred, directed inward. You're the clone, aren't you?
Oh, God. Who am I?
How many people are here?
Huh? Just me.
And me.
I'm going crazy.
Maybe I am.
Sheela woke up on a tropical beach. It was beautiful.
"We have great taste, don't we?" said another woman.
Sheela turned and saw a green woman sitting in a lounge chair next to hers. She was wearing a green and black one-piece swimsuit. Sheela was wearing a black bikini.
"We need to talk," said the green woman.
"Who are you?" asked Sheela, annoyed.
She leaned back in her chair, "I'm Shego."
"I'm Shego."
"I know," she smiled. "Where are we?" she acted like she was addressing a child.
Sheela looked around, "The beach."
She shook her head, "This is only a dream."
Sheela couldn't deny that. "Then who are you?"
The other woman scowled, "How many times are we going to go through this?"
"What's going on?"
"I think I have an idea."
Sheela waited. "Well?"
"Remember when we were fighting?"
Sheela nearly bolted out of her lounge chair, "You're her!"
"That beam hit us," the woman ignored Sheela's outburst.
"Yeah. So?"
"That was when things started getting strange."
"What is happening to me?"
"It's what did happen. The two of us were struck by that beam," the green one reiterated her point.
"Yeah."
"Now there's only one," Shego sipped at a cocktail in a coconut.
"I'm dead?" Sheela asked nervously.
She set her drink down hard, "I am not this dense!" She raised her voice,
"We are talking in a dream because it's the only place you can talk to yourself without looking or feeling crazy."
"I'm not talking to myself. I'm talking to you." Sheela blinked. "Get out of my dream!" she yelled.
She leaned back, as though resigning herself to something, "Can't." She closed her eyes.
"Why?"
"Because it's my dream too," she said calmly.
"Why are we sharing a dream?"
"We share everything now."
"Oh God!" Sheela's eyes grew wide as saucers.
The green one raised up one finger high in the air, "We have contact!"
"I can't live like this."
"Welcome to my world."
Sheela stared at her. "Literally," she said slowly.
"Now that your little cruise down denial is over," the other woman said, her eyes still closed. "We need discuss our future."
"You are not staying!"
"Oh, and how do you plan to get rid of me?"
Sheela considered that a moment.
"Face it," Shego the green said calmly. "We're stuck together. One brain, one body, two minds."
"My life is toast," Sheela put her face in her hands.
"Agreed. Which is something we will have to learn to do, agree."
"You are an evil witch."
"True," said the green one, still sunning calmly. She smiled, "Hey, we're learning to agree already."
"I suppose you could give me some insight to the criminal mind," Sheela reasoned. "That could help with crime fighting."
"Help those clones?" Shego scowled. "No way."
"Who's in denial now? You are the clone."
"Whatever."
"Team Go fights evil. I fight Evil."
"I am evil."
"That can change."
"You can change."
"No." Sheela steeled herself. "They are my family. I will stick by them."
Shego sat upright, angry, "My family is dead! Killed so that yours could take its place!"
"That's not true. My brothers were never cloned. You can't be a year old yet."
"Either way, I'm alone."
"Stick with me, you won't be alone."
"Like I have a choice. It's your brothers I can't stand."
"Give it some time."
"Fine. But I wouldn't count on a permanent arrangement."
Dr. Batman was there when Shego woke up this time.
"Do you feel better?" the doctor asked.
"Yes, for now."
"The shock should wear off in time."
"Yeah, time will tell."
In a prison cell, Dr DuBelle's lab assistant, Alex, fumed vehemently. "I swear, Team Go will feel the vengeance of Alexander Victor Arius! Or should I say, 'Victor Arius'. No. 'Vict-Arius'. No, that still needs work..."
Years later ...
Teen hero Kim Possible was at the new Go City Bueno Nacho Grande. Her best friend, Ron was debating the future of menu selections with Hego. Meanwhile, Mego and Wego were discussing the qualifications for leadership of a super team.
Kim's 'Kimmunicator' was on and her friend was hearing about her latest adventure. "Boy, sounds like it got ugly," said Wade. "Do you really think Shego would have gone through with it?"
"We're talking about Shego." Kim became more thoughtful, "But, I gotta say," Kim's eyebrows lowered, "It was pretty easy to get that power staff from her. Sometimes, it's like there are two sides to her or something."
FIN
Twisted enough?