Untainted Madness
This story takes place after "So the Drama".
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible or any other characters and such and such.
Chapter 2
Drakken's Lair
It had been three hours since they had raided the U.S. Information Center and Shego was getting bored. She had finally gotten sick of Drakken's ranting and had gone to her chambers. From there, she had proceeded to lay on her back on her bed and stare at the ceiling.
Drakken had spent the last three hours working over the encryptions on the data he had stolen, leaving Shego with nothing to do.
Uhg! This is driving me insane.
Suddenly, Drakken burst through the double doors into Shego's chambers, surprising Shego so much that she was knocked off of the bed and onto the floor. As she got up, her hands erupted into green plasma.
"Drakken! What have I told you about coming into my room?"
"Uh…"
"KNOCK FIRST!"
Before Shego could toast the poor doctor, he held up his hands in surrender.
"Wait, Shego! I need you to do something for me."
"This had better be worth my time."
"Oh yes, Shego. I think this is right up your alley."
Drakken led Shego into a room with a large computer and hit a few buttons. A face appeared on the screen. The person had jet-black hair that was slicked back, and dark piercing eyes. The thing that Shego noticed first, however, was the black scar running diagonally across his face.
"This is the file we stole, Shego," Drakken said as the picture shrunk down to allow information to scroll up the screen.
"It contains the information I needed to locate where this man is being held."
"So, you want me to break this guy out of prison?"
"In a word….yes."
"And why is this guy so important?"
"For a long time, Shego, you've been my second in command. And for a long time, my plans for world conquest keep getting closer and closer to being successful. Yet, each time, my plans are thwarted by Kim Possible."
"Are you saying I'm not good enough?"
"No, of course not, Shego. I'm just saying that it might be time we got a little extra help. A third in command, you might say."
Two days later at Bueno Nacho"Have you figured out what file drakken stole, Wade?" Kim asked while Ron stuffed his face into a naco.
"I still don't get it, Kim. It looks like Drakken downloaded something, but the computer records say that nothing was stolen. Either the computer is wrong, or it's lying to me."
"What do you mean, lying to you?"
"Well, Kim, some computers contain information so top secret, that if they're ever asked about it, the computer is programmed to lie about it."
"Great. That means Drakken has his hands on a top secret government file, and we don't even know what it is."
"That sounds about right, Kim. Don't worry, I'll keep you posted."
"Thanks, Wade."
Kim switched off the Kimmunicator and turned to Ron who had finished his naco.
"I don't like this, KP."
"What is it, Ron?"
"Think about. Drakken and top secret government files. Definitely not a good mix."
Rufus stuck his head out of a box of nachos and shook his head.
"No mix. Uh-uh."
"See, even Rufus agrees with me."
"Come on, Ron. No big. I mean, how bad could it be?"
Almost as if on cue, the Kimmunicator chimed in with its almost trademarked beep.
"What's the sitch, Wade?" Kim asked as Wade's face appeared on the screen.
"Kim, we have a problem. This is bad."
Ron shot Kim an I told you so look, but Kim ignored it.
"How bad, Wade?"
"That depends. Are you familiar with the phrase, Worst Case Scenario?"
Secret High Security Government Facility - Death Valley, NevadaShego jumped, dodged, and blasted each of the laser cannons in turn before they had another chance to blast her.
This is a LOT more than a normal security system. This guy better be worth the effort I'm putting out or I'm gonna be pissed.
With a burst of plasma, the last laser cannon was put out of commission. Shego walked casually to a massively over locked steel door.
Now, if the floor plan that Drakken gave me is correct, the cell should be just on the other side of this door.
Another burst of plasma leveled the entire door. Shego found herself in one of the most lavishly decorated cells she had ever seen. If she hadn't known any better, she would have thought that she had wandered into someone's apartment. The walls and carpet were black, as was the furniture that was pread out across the cell. There was even a king sized bed and a large plasma screen T.V.
A sound coming from across the room made Shego whirl around, ready to attack. After listening more closely, however, Shego realized that it was the sound of someone whistling. Following the sound, Shego made her way to a wooden door. Pressing her ear up to the door, Shego could hear the sound of a shower running.
Great! I bust my ass to get in here, and he's taking a fucking shower.
Shego began to walk away, but before she could, the shower shut off and the door opened. Before her stood a man who looked like he was clearly not in his twenties yet. Shego unwittingly let her eyes wander and realized that the man's face wasn't the only part of his body that was scarred. There were black scars running across most of the man's body. Well, most of what she could see. The man had walked out of the bathroom wearing a loose towel around his waist.
The man noticed Shego staring and cleared his throat to break the silence and shift her attention.
"Well, I must say, I wasn't expecting company."
Shego snapped out of her self induced trance and averted her eyes, her face turning a shade of greenish red.
"I came to get you out of here."
"Uh… mind if I get dressed first?"
The man walked to his bedroom and closed the door, leaving Shego to her own thoughts. Shego went over to the black couch and plopped down onto it, staring up at the ceiling. To her surprise, the ceiling was staring right back. Or rather, her reflection was. It seemed as though the ceiling was made of a semi reflective glass.
The Prisoner
The man pulled his boots on and grabbed some of the stuff that he wanted to take with him. He stuffed the items into a black duffel bag and reached for the doorknob. But before his hand touched the knob, it stopped short.
It's her. I can't believe it's actually her.
Shego
Shego stopped wondering about the ceiling when the door to the bedroom opened and the man stepped out dressed in a pair of black slacks, a black tanktop, and a pair of black military style combat boots.
"Wearing enough black?"
"Wearing enough green?"
Shego was faintly surprised at the man's last remark. No one had ever dared to insult her sense of fashion. Well, no one except Stoppable and Possible. But Stoppable was a moron and Possible could hold her own in a fight. Shego could see in the man's eyes and saw something she hadn't seen in a long time. She felt deep in her heart that this man could back up any threat he ever made.
"Are you ready to go, yet?"
"Not quite."
"Why not?"
"I can't leave until you take care of that…" the man said as he pointed up.
At first, Shego couldn't see anything. She looked harder and forced her eyes to look past the reflection. She finally was able to see an extremely large laser cannon aimed at the man's head.
"What the hell is that for?"
"Uhhh….backup defense?"
Shego shrugged and charged a large plasma ball in her hands. She shot it up the barrel of the laser cannon, causing a chain reaction that blew up the cannon. The man looked mildly impressed.
"Alright, Shego, stay behind me."
"Wait, how did you know my name?"
"You're an international criminal and I have cable in here. Now, stay behind me."
"Why should I?"
"Well, how hard was it to get in here?"
"Medium to difficult."
"Well, let's just say that getting out should be a blast."
The man closed his eyes and focused for three seconds. When he opened his eyes, a black flame erupted from his body and then retreated as quickly as it had come. It left behind a black aura that surrounded his body.
That was way too familiar to be a mistake. That was a GO glow.
The man stepped towards the door and a dozen laser cannons folded out of the wall on the end of the hall. At his first step, the lasers began firing. Shego watched as the laser beams hit the man's body. Surprisingly, the lasers did nothing but bounce off of his body harmlessly. The man turned to Shego, letting the lasers assault his back.
"Would you mind taking these things out before my power wears off?"
With the laser cannons distracted, they were easy pickings for Shego and her plasma. She and the man walked the rest of the way out of the facility.
Shego took a remote out of the ankle pouch on herleft leg and pressed a button, disengaging the cloaking system Drakken had installed on her She-jet. As the high-powered plane faded into view, the man whistled, clearly impressed.
"Nice ride."
"Stole her myself."
"First time I saw this baby, you were using it to kick off that Lil' Diablo plot."
"You saw that?"
"Again. T.V. with cable. In the cell. I wasn't COMPLETELY cut off from the outside world."
"Oh, right. Well, it's been nice chatting, but I think it's time we get out of here before anyone else shows up."
"No argument here."
As Shego began climbing up into the cockpit, she stopped and turned around.
"By the way, what's your name?"
"Oh, you can call me Psygo."
End Chapter 2