This is chapter 7, it is slightly longer than chapter 6. (Disclaimer: see other chapters) Its gonna be quite a weird chapter, because I'm extremely weird today. Its just a warning.

Anyway, I always appreciate reviews, so thanks, and I am really sorry about taking so long to update, but I have school, and tennis club after school, and I am very lazy. So.. Yeah..

'Blood feeds the war machine

as it eats its way across the land

We don't need the feel the sorrow

No remorse is the one command'– Metallica 'No Remorse'

Kim opened her eyes, and reached for her neck. There was no blood, it was just a dream..

She sighed deeply and pulled a pillow over her head. She closed her eyes again for a moment, and growled angrily into the pillow. She desperately wanted to disappear from the face of the earth.

But seeing as to how that was almost impossible, she'd just have to cope with reality. A few minutes of debating with herself, she decided that she might as well get up and shower, seeing as to how she was still in yesterdays rain soaked clothes.

Rummaging through her drawers for some clean clothes, she randomly pulled out a pair of black cotton shorts and a green tank top and left it on her bed. She sighed and looked out the window, watching the rain hit the glass in uneven intervals. Snarling angrily, she pushed the thoughts that were running through her head aside. Today would be different, she would relax, or at least try to.

Walking into her dreary and dimly lighted bathroom, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her emerald eyes practically glowed in the darkness. Once she was undressed, she turned on the water to the shower. The water beat down onto her back, gently massaging her tense muscles. Despite the relaxing feel of the water, she couldn't help but feel tense.

She wrapped a towel around her body and squeezed the excess water out of her silky red hair. She opened the door to the bathroom and walked back into her room and got dressed. Lightning flashed as she pulled her tank top over her head. She decided to go downstairs to make herself something to eat, she grabbed her communicator and walked out of her room.

When she got downstairs, she went directly to the refrigerator to find something edible. She put the communicator on the table, and ran a hand through her disheveled hair. Upon opening the door, she looked to the uppermost shelf, and seeing nothing to her liking (leftover meatloaf and a few cans of coca cola), she kept searching. She furrowed her eyebrows in disgust (something mold-like had started growing on the third shelf, Kim remembered that it was the twins science project from school, when they were in third grade, that is.) and decided that she should stay on the safe side and make herself a sandwich.

After she made her sandwich, she put it on a plate and took it and the communicator to the living room, where she sat on the couch. She took a bite out of her sandwich and put it back on the plate. When her moment of hesitation passed, she picked up the television remote and pressed the 'on' button. She slumped down on the couch in a lazy stupor. It was 12 o'clock, and she was flipping through the channels and she stopped when she saw the news.

She sat up, paying complete attention. There was a reporter on the screen outside of the Center of Neurosciences where she fought Shego earlier. In the background there was video footage of the fight, in blurred fragments. The thoughts flooded back again, and she shut off the tv angrily. She lay back down on the couch and rested her eyes for a moment...

And soon she was back asleep again...

'BEEP, BEEP...BEEP!'

Kim groaned, and lifted her hand up to rub her closed eyes. She had no idea that it was now 11 o'clock at night.

'BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!'

She rolled over on the couch, and buried her head in one of the pillows. The loud and obnoxious beeping was soon replaced by Wade's frantic voice.

"KIM!"

She stopped moving around because she thought that she had heard something. She cautiously opened one eye and waited.

"KIM! Kim! Please wake up! There's an emergency!"

She sat up, her face contorted into a look of shock. She turned to face the table and she picked up the communicator.

"Wade? What is it? What's wrong?" she said, almost panicking.

"They're back, at the Center!" Wade was typing on his keyboard as fast as he could. "You have to get there, now!"

She stood up dizzily, she gripped the edge of the couch for support. As soon as the swirling feeling in her head ceased, she started running up the stairs to her room.

"Alright Wade.. Send someone over as soon as you can."

She put down the communicator on her bedside table and got out her mission clothes. She changed within a matter of three minutes.

"KIM!"

"Yeah?"

"Please.. Be careful.."

She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled.

"Don't worry, Wade.. I will.."

To be Continued...