AN: thanks to all who reviewed the last chapter. This chapter's rated M for language and a bit of blood.

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters in this story except for the ones I made up.

Into The Darkness

Chapter 2

Kim sat strapped into her seat on the small, 4-person chopper. Her thoughts were only on her mother's safety and the number of ways she could inflict pain on Shego before it could be considered sadistic. Ron sat next to her, trying to reassure her that everything would be ok. She knew he was talking, but didn't care at the moment.

"Thanks for the ride, Mr. Hossley." Kim said, trying to keep her mind from the thoughts of what her most dangerous foe could be doing at this moment.

"No problem, Miss Possible. Least I can do to apologize after you almost got killed last time you used one of my choppers."

"So not the drama. It was cake to get into the pilot's seat from outside and yank the cord on Drakken's control box. Simple matter to land after that. It was one his better attempts though."

At that moment, the Kimmunicator beeped.

"Go, Wade."

"Kim, got the specs on your mom's captors. There are only ten of them, not including Shego. They're spaced out along strategic points in the ER. Weapon signatures indicate MP5KA4s, Belgian P90s, and the ever popular Uzi, but there's something weird as well."

"What is it?"

"Well, thermo-induction scans show your opponents all have body temps in the 40's and 50's. It's like there's no body heat at all."

"What do you mean there's no body heat, Wade? Every person alive has body heat." Kim said with a confused look on her face.

"Unless they're not alive, KP." Ron interjected, a look of fear crossing his features. "They might be zombies… or vampires." Ron stated, now looking very scared at the prospect of facing undead creatures.

Kim merely scoffed at this notion. "Ron, I think you need to lay off the 'Zombie Madness' games for a while." She said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice before turning back to the Kimmunicator. "Thanks for update, Wade. Kim out." The screen clicked off and she pocketed the PDA-like device. 'Vampires, please.' She thought incredulously as she turned and looked out the windshield, seeing Middleton General Hospital rise over the horizon. "Our stop's coming up, Ron; get ready." Kim said, unbuckling her full-body seatbelt and slipping on a parachute.

A few minutes later on the hospital roof…

"I'm serious, Kim. No body heat? What else could it mean besides an army of undead?" Ron reasoned. Kim had to admit that she was stumped on that one.

"I don't know, Ron, but we don't have time to worry about that right now." She stated flatly. "Right now, all I'm worried about is getting inside and making sure my mom and the others are safe. Now, be quiet and stay alert." She said as she removed a grating from an air duct and slipped inside. Ron followed immediately. A few minutes later, they were prowling through the third floor, looking for a way down to the second. It had been very quiet since they landed and it was just a bit unnerving. 'I suppose with only a handful of henchman, Shego can't afford to have patrols on this floor.' Kim thought, trying to keep her mind occupied. Ron pointed out an elevator, but Kim shook her head. "That's exactly what we need, Ron, to announce our presence to Shego's goons."

"Listen before you criticize, KP." Ron said more than a little curtly. "We call the elevator, and then get on top of it before it stops again."

"Then they would probably think that someone had pressed it by accident or something." Kim's face broke into a grin. "Where'd you come up with that, Ron?"

"Saw it on Batman Forever last night." Ron said with a smirk as they went to set his plan into action.

One level down, the two posted guards stood looking bored as they heard the elevator ding its way down to their floor. They turned around, readying their weapons to ventilate whoever was inside. They never got the chance. One swift sword stroke and the two guards dropped where they stood.

Kim and Ron waited for the telltale sign of footsteps into the elevator, but they never came. Ron poked his head out of the trap door in the elevator's ceiling to see absolutely nothing but a couple of dust piles.

"It's alright, KP." Ron said as he dropped silently to floor and opened the elevator door again. They walked out, checking for other guards that might have been drawn to the sound of the elevator's bell.

"Why would there be two big piles of dust in front of the elevator?" Kim wondered out loud.

"Search me, Kim." Ron said, equally puzzled.

"It doesn't matter. We've got to get to mom and the others. Let's move." Kim ordered, slipping back into mission mode.

"What's Drew sent you after this time, Shego?" Mrs. Dr. Possible inquired, looking up at her pale, plasma powered captor. "There's nothing in this hospital that would be of use to him."

"I swear, death wishes must run in the Possible Family," Shego said menacingly. "Kind of like obliviousness. For one thing, I dropped Drakken like a bag of dirty laundry six months ago. For another, why do I always come back? You're a smart woman, Dr. Possible; you must be able to figure that much out at least." Shego grinned contemptuously.

"You want another shot at Kimmie." Dr. Possible said matter-of-factly.

"Ding, ding, ding! What do we have for her, Johnny?"

"You must be a glutton for punishment, Shego, to keep coming back time after time, only to be beaten down time after time by Kimmie-cub."

"You're probably right, Dr. Possible." Shego said as grin big enough to show her canines split her face.

As their exchange ended, Kim and Ron burst into the OR. "Shego, you stubborn bitch, let my mom go right now."

"Such language in front of the maternal figure, Kimmie. You were raised better than that." Shego said with a big, shit-eating grin on her face. "And what about the other hostages? You wouldn't let them die, would you?"

"Don't be thick, Shego." Kim spat, "You know what I meant."

"And you know that words aren't the way to get what you want in this world. Especially with me. You have to fight for what you want." Shego said sagely.

"Then let's hurry up and get this over with." Kim said, taking her stance, "Ron, get the hostages to safety."

"Will do, KP."

"And now that the pleasantries have been taken care of…" Shego said before lunging at Kim, who caught her by the wrists, rolled onto her back, and tossed Shego through the swinging doors and out into the hall, leaving Ron to deal with the two remaining thugs.

"Now, guys I'm sure there's a way to settle this reasonably…" Ron stopped short, having to leapfrog over one of the henchmen, who had just tried to spear him. "…and peacefully." Ron finished after he regained his balance. "Guess not."

"Be careful, Ron." Mrs. Dr. Possible warned, still struggling with her bonds.

"Not to worry, Mrs. Dr. P, I'll have you guys out of here before you can say 'Naco Night at Bueno Nacho'." Ron reassured her before taking a defensive stance against the henchman.

Kim had dodged several strings of attacks, many severe enough to separate her head from her shoulders, without being able to land a decent blow herself. She dodged another fire filled punch, parried a kick to her ribs, and said: "You don't know when to quit, Shego," before throwing a kick to Shego's midsection, which was easily parried.

"Neither do you," Shego retorted as she threw a left then a right, both of which Kim caught before headbutting her long-time adversary.

"Got that right," Kim said triumphantly, looking down at the dazed, emerald clad villainess.

"You may not know when to quit, but I'm going to teach you, starting right now." Shego stated as she flew up, hands aflame, and grabbed Kim's chest.

How do I…

Get through one night without you

Kim would've been shocked and embarrassed if she hadn't already been focusing on the weightlessness she felt as she flew through the air. She landed on the reception desk and fell to the floor, dazed and in an extraordinary amount of pain. What had Shego done to her? It felt like a surge of electricity had passed through her body.

If I had to live without you…

What kind of life would that be?

Kim tried to get up because she knew Shego wouldn't give her a time-out, but all she could do was drag herself over against a nearby wall. Through the spots in her vision, she could make out the familiar green and black outfit. It was coming closer.

Oh, and I… I need you in my arms, need you to hold

You're my world, my heart, my soul

If you ever leave

Baby, you would take away everything good in my life

"I'm really gonna enjoy this now." Shego said breathily into Kim's ear so there could be no mistake. Shego leaned down and licked Kim's neck like she was going to kiss it. As she moved in, she suddenly felt a sharp pain on the back of her head. Someone was pulling her hair.

Without you…there'd be no sun in my sky

There would be no love in my life

There'd be no one left for me

"I'm pretty sure KP doesn't swing that way, Shego." Ron said smartly as he yanked on the mass of raven-black hair, pulling Shego away from Kim.

"Ron!" Kim called out relieved.

"Be with you in a sec, KP." Ron said as he turned Shego around and delivered one well placed kick to the small of her back, sending the plasma-powered villainess crashing against a shelf of supplies. Ron then bent down to check over Kim's injuries. "Can you move at all, Kim?" Ron asked as he helped her sit upright.

"Yeah, it's getting better, Ron. I think it was some temporary paralysis so Shego could do whatever she was going to do."

And I…baby, I don't know what I would do

"You mean something like this, Princess?" Shego appeared from behind Ron, holding his neck. "Ah, ah, ah, one false move and the sidekick gets a pretty, new harp." Shego said as Kim tried to move to stop her.

I'd be lost if I lost you

"SHEGO! PUT THE BOY DOWN!" A new voice called from down the corridor. Though the spots were gone, Kim's vision was still slightly blurry, but she could see a great, black form striding purposefully down the corridor. Her vision cleared more and she could tell the figure was actually a tall, black man decked out in black leather with a veritable arsenal under his long trenchcoat. Behind him were two others: a tall Caucasian man with a full beard, dressed in a caramel-colored leather jacket, white t-shirt and black pants, carrying a very large, three-barreled shotgun, and a short, sinewy, brunette woman in a tank top and jeans, carrying a complicated looking longbow.

If you ever leave… baby, you would take away everything real in my life

Shego looked very distraught at the three people coming down the hallway at her.

"Shit, goddamn Nightstalkers ruin all my fun." She said in a very angry tone. "At least I get one swell consolation prize." Shego said very evilly as she turned around to face Kim, who had managed to get to her feet by this time, but was still holding on to the wall for support. "Watch this, Kimmie. My gift to you for so many interesting battles." Shego stated before she sunk her teeth into Ron's neck.

And tell me now

How do I live without you?

I want to know

Ron screamed as he felt Shego's fangs break his skin and begin drawing blood.

"RON! NOOOOO!" Kim screamed as she tried to get to him, save him, do something, anything but stand there and watch. The man in black and his partners broke into a run, and upon seeing this, Shego pulled her blood soaked fangs out of Ron's neck with blood still spurting out of the puncture wounds, blew a kiss to Kim, and said: "Later, Princess; thanks for the meal. BTW, he's coming with me. He's still good for a couple of pints." With that, Shego turned tail and ran, jumping through a window and down onto the ground below.

How do I breathe without you?

If you ever go

The man in black ran past, yelling for the other two to take care of Kim, who was, by now, back on the floor with tears filling her eyes. "Ron…" was all she would say, over and over again.

How do I ever, ever survive?

How do I, how do I,

Oh, how do I live?