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 5A man with gold hair, wearing a black jumpsuit with gold lines running across it, slipped through the security field protecting the priceless Go diamond. Before he could get to the diamond, however, a security guard came around the corner and pointed his weapon at the man.
"Freeze!"
The man held up his hands and slowly turned around. As the security guard approached the man, the man held his hand forward and clenched his fist. The security guard dropped to his knees, clutching his head. Suddenly, the security guard's head exploded, painting the floor with blood and brain meat. The man simply laughed and turned back to his task.
"Another one J-Go?" asked a voice from the shadows. J-Go turned around just in time to see a S.L.A.M. gauntlet-covered fist fly into his face. J-Go went flying into the far wall. Psygo landed on the museum floor, dropping into his powerful fighting stance.
"How many are you going to kill before you've had enough, J-Go?"
J-Go stood up as his body began to glow with gold energy.
"I'm going to kill as many people as I want Psygo. And do you know why? Because I can. Because I have the power! Because I am a god among men!"
"Oh please. You're no god. You're nothing but a piece of scum who got his hands on some power."
J-Go's face contorted from pure anger and he held his hands up, the gold glow around his body focusing down to his hands. Before Psygo could attack, he was thrown back into the wall by an invisible force. Since his power was activated, he couldn't feel a thing but he cursed himself for not remembering to watch out for J-Go's telekinetic powers.
"Hey, Leego, I thought you were gonna be watching for those blasts for me," Psygo yelled into the room. A man with long orange hair and a cloth tied over his eyes stepped out of the shadows.
"Sorry, Psygo. I got too distracted while I was watching the fight."
"Yeah, well, don't get distracted again."
"Alright, I wo… Look out!"
Psygo jumped to the left as the wall where he had been standing was blasted apart. Leego ran to the right as he sensed another blast headed his way. The wall behind him crumbled as well as the blast hit. A man in white jumped out of the shadows and grabbed Leego. Before he could protest, the both of them faded into the shadows. Psygo continued to dodge the blasts that J-Go was throwing at him.
"Good work old man. If J-Go can't see Leego, he can't hit him."
Psygo stopped for a split second, giving J-Go all the time he needed to focus and hit him with a large telekinetic blast. Psygo went flying into the support beam of the museum. As he stood back up, the old man and Leego reappeared next to him. The ceiling had begun to crumble due to all of the damage that had been done to the support. J-Go stood back and laughed.
"Hahahaha! Well, Psygo, looks like you've got a big decision on your hands. You may not be hurt by this, but they will," J-Go pointed at the old man and Leego.
"So what are you going to do? Save the team or get the bad guy. It's your choice."
The wall behind J-Go blew outward and J-Go ran out of the hole left behind. Psygo was about to give chase when the ceiling began to collapse. Psygo looked back at the old man and Leego and ran back to them. The old man and Leego watched helplessly as the ceiling collapsed. Before it could crush them, however, Psygo caught the ceiling and held it up using S.L.A.M.
"Get out!"
"But what about you?"
"I'll be fine. Can't be hurt, remember?"
The sound of police sirens hit their ears as the old man and Leego looked back at Psygo.
"I'll be fine. Now get the fuck out of here!"
Leego and the old man ran out of the hole left by J-Go just as the ceiling collapsed in on Psygo. The police cars surrounded the destroyed museum, followed by tanks. Both the old man and Leego noticed that this was not right.
"What the hell are the police doing with tanks. It's like they knew exactly who they would be dealing with and came prepared." Leego noted.
The ruins of the museum began to move. A large portion of the rubble lifted up into the air with Psygo underneath it. As Psygo threw the rubble off to the side, the tanks brought their main cannons down to aim at him. Psygo dropped down into his fighting stance and prepared to square off with the authorities. Suddenly, the black aura surrounding his body dissipated.
"Uh-oh. That's not good."
Psygo jumped into the air as the main cannons fired. The large cannon bullets missed but Psygo was still caught in the blast and thrown fifty feet away, unconscious.
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Psygo suddenly woke up, sweating. He quickly looked around the room, realizing that he was still in Drakken's lair.
Dammit. I thought I was done with this stupid fucking dream.
Psygo put his hands to his head and breathed deeply, trying to calm down and regain his composure.
"When am I gonna stop having dreams about the past? Wait a minute. What's that smell?"
Psygo noticed that something in the lair smelled delicious. He got out of bed, got dressed, and went into the kitchen of the lair. Drakken was already up and cooking breakfast.
"Hey, Dr.D, what's cookin?"
"Oh, it's Saturday and I always cook a big breakfast on Saturday morning. It's a long standing tradition in my family."
"Awesome. Where's the fridge?"
Drakken pointed Psygo in the right direction as Shego walked in. Psygo soon realized that Shego was not a morning person. Her hair was completely messed up and her eyes were almost closed as she made her way to the coffee machine. Shego poured herself a cup and sat down at the table. Psygo grabbed the orange juice and poured some for himself, then sat down at the table next to Shego. Drakken laid out a plate in front of each of them. Psygo looked at the breakfast and the breakfast looked back. Two eggs, half a piece of toast and a strip of bacon were laid out on the plate in the shape of a smiley face.
"You're kidding."
"What's the matter? Is it not cooked enough?"
"Oh, no, it's fine," Psygo said as he started eating the eggs. Shego took a sip of her coffee and seemed to perk up a little. Psygo decided to start in with a little business.
"So, Drakken, have you ever considered being a behind the scenes guy?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, kinda like Wade for Kim Possible. You could take care of the technical stuff while me and Shego take care of the action."
"Hmm. An interesting idea."
"Think about it. All you'd have to do is help us out with anything technical AND you wouldn't have to worry about getting your butt kicked by Kim Possible."
"Wait. Then how would I take over the world?"
"Well, I wanted to talk to you about that too. I really think you should shift focus for a little bit. Maybe you should focus on stealing first. After that, maybe we could try the whole take over the world thing."
"I'll think about it. It might be good for me to take a break from taking over the world."
Drakken had finished his breakfast while they were talking. He picked up his plate and took it over to the sink. While he was washing his plate, Shego had finally woken up and had been wondering what Psygo was up to.
"So, what's with the whole change of career thing?"
"Well, he's obviously not very good at taking over the world. I figured that he should try something that he's actually good at."
"And that would be?"
"Technical stuff."
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Kim's houseKim lay on her bed, trying to figure out Drakken's plot. Something about the break-in at Wade's house was wrong but she couldn't tell what it was. Then, it hit her. Kim took out the Kimmunicator and called up Wade. Wade's face appeared on the screen.
"What's up Kim?"
"Wade, about that break-in that happened yesterday. How did Drakken know where you lived? I don't even know."
"I suppose Psygo told him."
"And how did Psygo know?"
Wade visibly began to sweat.
"Uh… maybe he…uh … tracked my signals."
"Wade, I know for a fact that you have never been traced before."
"Oh, fine Kim. He knew because I used to work for him."
Kim had not been ready for that.
"When was this?"
"About three years ago. I did for him what I do for you now. Except, back then, I did things a little less legal."
"So, if you used to work for him, then why does he hold such a major grudge?"
"Because I ratted him out for my own freedom."
"Really?"
"The last place he was going to before he got captured, I tipped off the police and warned them of his powers. He got caught and put in jail, and I was allowed to go free because I helped the police."
"Wow. I suppose he's got a reason to hold a grudge then. I don't know WHAT I'd do if one of my friends got me put in prison."
"I suppose you'd be doing exactly what he's doing."
Kim turned off the Kimmunicator and put it away. She lay back on her bed and started thinking again.
"Now all I have to do is figure out what it is he's doing."
End Chapter 5
Author's notes
Just tying things together folks. Hope you're enjoying the story so far. Please review.