Kim, Ron (with Rufus in his pocket), and Jinx moved quietly up to the door of the warehouse.
Ron tried it, and as expected, it was locked.
Jinx tossed a hex bolt at the doorknob, and with a rusty clink the door creaked open slightly.
"Man, that's handy," whispered Ron.
"Shhh..." whispered Kim, and led the way inside.
They found themselves in a corridor lit by dim, blinking flurescent lights. Some thirty feet down the corridor was another door, which was open, and they could see still another door, which was closed, past it.
They crept quietly along the corridor, alert for traps, but found nothing. Looking in the open door, they found a room with several crates sitting haphazardly around. They were dusty, and obviously hadn't been disturbed in a long time.
Once they were all inside, the door behind them suddenly slammed closed.
"Uh oh, not good," said Ron.
"Jinx, can you..." said Kim, but was cut off by a loud hissing from above.
"Gas!" said Ron, and immediately all four were gagging.
Ron and Kim fell unconsious where they were, and Rufus staggered out of Ron's pocket to collapse near him. Jinx managed to make her way over to a crate, and fell between it and the wall.
The gas quit hissing, and all was silent for a few minutes, then a hum as the gas was sucked out of the room. The third door opened, and Drakken and Shego entered.
"Perfect," grinned Drakken, and picked up Ron.
Shego picked up Kim. "What about Stoppable's rat thing?" she asked, pointing at Rufus with a foot.
"Seal the door behind us, and it can stay here and starve," answered Drakken, and they made their way back into the main part of the warehouse. Behind them the door slammed closed, and a clack as a lock fell into place. Silence decended.
KPKPKP
A humming sound woke Jinx, who sat up holding her head. It seemed to be coming from everywhere. She sat up and staggered from behind the crate, where she found Rufus at the locked door.
"I can guess what happened," she told the mole rat, as she picked him up and put him in her cargo pants pocket. She took several deep breaths, which made her feel better.
"Uh huh. Ron? Kim?" he asked.
"We'll find them," she promised. She turned to the door and hexed it. The hinges gave way, and the metal door tilted and fell to the floor, making a loud boom as it did. The humming sound got louder.
She stepped out into the main floor of the warehouse and looked around. There were wooden crates everywhere in the dim recesses, but the main attraction was the giant robot in the open center. It was thirty feet tall and painted yellow. It was also the source of the humming.
Then she saw a sight that made her gasp. Kim, still unconsious, was chained spread-eagle across the "chest". Her head slumped forward. She moved to the side, and saw Ron in a similar state across the back.
Her eyes flashed pink for a moment, and she fought herself to stay in control. This would have to be handled carefully.
Shego, having nothing to do while waiting for the robot to warm up, looked down into the warehouse, and saw an unfamiliar pink thing. She was sure it hadn't been there a few minutes before. Then it moved.
"Doctor D, we've got company," she said.
"Well, take care of it," Drakken said, irritably, "The final checks are nearly complete."
"Roger that," said Shego, and climbed out the hatch. She took several leaps, and landed neatly in front of the intruder.
Jinx took a fighting stance, but Shego looked puzzled. "Wait a minute. I know you. You came out of nowhere in that warehouse a couple of months ago."
"That's right," answered Jinx.
"So instead of joining me, you went for the wrong side," she smirked, "You on Possible's team now?"
"Sure am," answered Jinx, her stance never wavering.
"Tell you what," said Shego, crossing her arms, "Since you're new, I'm going to give you a one-time-only offer. Turn around and walk away, and I won't have to hurt you."
Jinx shook her head. "Don't think so. I never deserted my teammates when I was a villian,
and I'm not going to start now."
"Your funeral," Shego shrugged as she took a fighting stance, "What was your name again?"
"Call me Jinx," was the answer.
"Okay, Pinky, let's see what you've got," said Shego, and lunged toward her, only to be stopped when a hard fist slammed her in the stomach, followed by one across her right jaw.
Her head snapped to the left when it connected.
Shego backed away, stunned. Then she spat out a glob of blood. "NO ONE has EVER drawn blood from me before!" she said, getting angry.
"First time for everything," Jinx shrugged.
Shego opened her hands, steel-shredding claws at the ready, and lunged again, taking a swipe at Jinx. Jinx rolled away, and the claws struck a support beam, tearing a large chunk out of it.
"Whoa," said Jinx, looking at the damage.
"Better believe it, Pinky, 'cause it's about to happen to you," said Shego. She leaped at the pink-haired girl, who dropped and threw up a leg, which caught Shego in the stomach, and threw her upside down into a crate. Shego caught herself with her hands, and nimbly summersalted back onto her feet.
"Okay, kid, you've had your shot. Now the gloves come off," said Shego, even madder, and her hands were suddenly wreathed in green flame.
"Ooohhh, pretty," commented Jinx.
For some reason absurdly pleased, Shego paused. "You really think so?"
"Yeah, I do. But if you use your power, I get to use mine," she answered.
Shego looked skeptical. "And what 'power' would that be?"
Jinx's eyes started glowing pink, and she grinned. "Come and find out."
Shego created a ball of hot plasma, and threw it at Jinx. The other girl responded with a hex bolt that hit the plasma dead on, and jumped to the side. The ball continued on until it struck a heavy chain against the wall, and melted it. There was a rattling sound from above, and Shego looked up. She jumped just in time to avoid being killed by a large hoist that the melted chain had released.
As Shego recovered her balance, Jinx moved her arm like she was throwing a softball sidearm,
and a series of hex bolts flew from her fingers. Shego saw them and jumped straight up, her strength allowing her to go some ten feet in the air. The bolts passed under her.
She landed, grinning. "Missed, Pinky; have to do better than that."
"What makes you think I was aiming at you?" Jinx grinned back.
The sound of wood splintering behind her made Shego turn and look. The wooden crates that the bolts had hit were splintering, cracking open. Out of several fell heavy machine parts.
Some slammed to the floor and lay there, while others rolled around. But out of one poured ball bearings. Lots of ball bearings, a quarter-inch in diameter. They spread out all over the floor between the combatants.
"You've GOT to be kidding me," muttered Shego, as the crate emptied itself.
She turned back to her opponent, who stood there watching her with a smirk. "Okay, Pinky,
whatta ya got for this?" She held out her hands, and created a wall of green plasma, that she pushed toward Jinx. "Gonna be hard to avoid that!" she added.
Jinx looked around, quickly, and spotted what she needed. She hexed the bottom one of a stack of pallets, which immediately crumbled. The pallets above it tipped over, and landed in front of Jinx, just in time to be met by the wall of plasma. The plasma burned the pallets, but dissapated in the effort, leaving Jinx untouched.
"Starting to see why I'm called 'Jinx'?" she asked.
Shego, looking surprised, responded, "Yeah. Not bad at all."
"SHEGO!" came the voice of Dr. Drakken. "Quit playing around, and let's go. We're ready!"
Suddenly two huge panels in the roof above the robot moved aside. The whine in the air began to rise.
"Coming, Doc!" she called, then turned back to Jinx. "It's been fun, Pinky, but gotta go!
Next time!"
She leaped onto the robot, and with a few swift moves was back inside the control cabin.
Jinx started to climb over the burnt pallets when the whine grew much louder, and smoke and flame burst from the robot's feet. It took off with increasing speed through the roof.
Jinx turned and ran back through the corridor they had come in through. Outside she could see the robot flying off. She didn't dare hex it in the air; Ron and Kim could be killed if she made it fall.
There was nothing she could do. She had failed to protect her teammates. "Darn it!" she said, and Rufus popped out of her pocket. He looked at the receeding robot.
"You get 'em!" said the mole rat.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, Rufus. I hope you're right," she answered, as the robot disappeared in the distance.