Where Did It Go Wrong? Ch. 4

One month before Amy's disappearance-

Blaring sirens awoke Drakken from his slumber. A pair of hands roughly grabbed him by the arms and dragged him across the room. They threw him into another cell. Drakken blinked, then rubbed his eyes. Turning around, he saw it was a rather large cell, full of the other inmates.

"What's going on?" Drakken asked, flicking sleep from his eyes. None of them spoke, too intent on what was happening outside the cell. Search dogs were sniffing eagerly about the cells, and a guard with gloves was searching the inside of a cell. "What's happening?"

"Are you daft man? The Possible lass escaped," replied Killigan. Several of the guards were on the roof, measuring a hole in the titanium encrusted steel that was part of the roof. "She won't get far though, unless she had help. You think it was that lassie that tags along with you, Drakken?"

"Shego? Why on earth would she help Kim escape? Are you mad?" responded Drakken. Killigan shrugged, then turned to Monkey Fist.

"You're the one with the touch of brain fever, blue boy," Killigan shot back.

Day of Amy's disappearance-

Though it wasn't as pronounced as when Kim Possible had escaped, there were signs of the search for Amy. The prisoners recreation time was limited, and a few more guards escorted them to and from their cells. In the recreation area, the guards went about their usual patrols, with some random ones dabbled in for good measure. Drakken and SSS were almost on the receiving end of one of these random patrols, had Monty not intervened.

"So, you see, with your unlimited amount of money, and my ingenuity, we could build a laser that... hey!" Drakken exclaimed as Monty grabbed the paper with the plans and stuffed it down his shirt. A guard passed by, nodding to them as he went. Monty sighed. "What'd you do that for!"

"To keep him from seeing this.. this... would you call it a plan?" answered Monty as he returned the stolen page. Strolling off, he paused to take a look back at the duo, then returned. "Say, Drakken, doesn't Shego usually break you out by now? I mean, she escaped a long, long time ago, before Possible even got here. She usually either breaks you out at the same time, or at least a week later. And it's been months."

"I know as much as you, Monty. She'll come," stated Drakken. He then muttered to himself as Monty returned to his punching bag. "I hope."

Present-

Amy sighed as she heard yelling from across the hall. They were at each other's throats once again. Amy tried to return back to her work, but became when worried when several loud thuds hit the wall. There was a flash of green from beneath the door, and then silence. Now utterly terrified, Amy watched as a limp body was thrown out. She jumped, startled, as a voice spoke to her.

"Take care of her. And don't let her die," the voice ordered before the door was slammed shut. Amy catiously approached the thrown body. Brushing back the raven black hair, Amy gave a soft gasp at Shego's appearance.

Three long scratches were etched into her face from just before her eye all the way down to her chin. Blood was dripping out of the back of Shego's head, and her left leg was situated at an odd angle, surely broken. Shego's suit had been burned through at her stomach, and there were burn marks across it. One extremely long scratch crossed from her right shoulder down and over the burns, ending at her knee on her broken leg. Both of Shego's eyes were developing black rings around them, and her nose was mashed in. Shego's bangs were singed, and her suit was torn in several other places, all showing bruises.

Heaving with all her might, Amy carefully lifted Shego up into her arms, then slowly made her way to the bed on the other side of the room. Who would do this to their own sister? Horrified, Amy didn't answer her question. Laying Shego softly upon the bed, Amy checked her pulse. It was weak, but there was one at least. Amy gathered up her courage, then approached the door that Shego had been thrown from. Knocking loudly, Amy jerked back in surprise as the door opened almost immediately.

"What!" demanded the voice. Her green eyes glared at Amy, and a lock of black hair dangled down over her shoulder. The rest of her was shrouded in shadows, or the soft green light from the lamp in the room.

"Um, I need some gauze and bandages...," Amy began, but the woman cut her off with a point of her finger to another doorway. The woman sharply told her everything Amy needed was in there. Thanking the woman, Amy almost welcomed it when the door was slammed in her face. Hurrying across the hall, Amy entered the room and grabbed what she thought she would need: gauze, bandages, disinfectant. Returning to Shego, Amy was relieved to see her still unconscious; it would make her job easier. Amy quickly slipped off Shego's jumpsuit, then attempted to remove a black and green band around Shego's wrist. Resigning to the fact that it wouldn't come off after a few minutes of struggling with it, Amy gingerly treated Shego's wounds. Amy then covered Shego with a thick green blanket, and gave a shriek as Shego's hand came up and grasped her wrist.

"I need to talk with my sister," Shego stated, then released Amy. Nodding, Amy cautiously edged towards the door once again. She jumped back as it opened, the door hitting the wall.

"You," the woman said, pointing at Amy, her hands lighting up with green flames threateningly. "Go in there, and don't come out until you hear three knocks on the door. Got that?" Amy shook her head quickly. "Then shoo." Turning to her sister, the woman grinned evilly. "How do you feel, Shego?" The thud of Amy shutting the door echoed in the hallway. Shego glowered at her sister.

Shego replied," That was low and you know it, Kigo."

TBC.

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Disclaimer: I don't own K.P. and Co.

A/N: Well, I hope you all like the little spin I put on Shego's sister using the name Kigo. I hated doing that to Shego, but it had to be done. Sadly, we're not quite done seeing abuse to Shego, but it will be much less physical.