Villain's Retreat Part 7


Shego could scarcely see anything and she knew the exits would be blocked, it would be easy to use her powers to set an illumination, but it would be like painting a big red target on them, or rather a neon green sign. The point was to move away from where they had been quick, so with some vague recollection, she began moving in a zig-zag of tables until she felt the long refreshment table. She ducked under, yanking Drakken with her. She didn't know what enhancement Dr. Botox's monstrosities had and something told her that they had to be able to see in this fog. She heard a thud and Drakken give a slight growl, do I have to narrate everything.

"Shego," he whispered in annoyance and Shego felt for his face to cover his mouth and instead clearly hit him in the eye, "Seriously."

"Shh," said Shego as she moved closer to him to whisper, "We have to come up with a game plan."

"Hitting my head was one of them," he snapped back in a whisper.

"I can make it the plan," she snarked back, she shook her head, she needed to focus, "There's no telling how many there are, three for sure."

"Of what?" asked Drakken and her breath hitched, he hadn't explained her... whatever they were. Henchmen?

"What are you two on about, seriously?" came a whisper next to Drakken, Shego yanked him away from it instinctively, her alert on high, and she recognized the voice of Ed, "Guys?"

"Eddie," hissed Drakken, obviously just as startled, "What is wrong with you."

"Why are you hiding?" asked Shego, her chest pounding.

"Seriously?" said Ed.

"Seriously," came both Drakken and Shego at the same time.

"I thought Global Justice was raiding the place, aren't they?" asked Ed, "Green, can you turn on the lights or something, seriously."

"So they find us," came another voice, Shego's hand flared slightly and she rolled her eyes.

"Of course it's Dementor and Eddie," scoffed Drakken, he looked at Dementor's raised brow and looked to see he and Shego were still holding onto each other, he scooted away from her, "It's not Global Justice."

"Another lover quarrel curtsy of Green and the limping Babe from the Bonfire," said Ed with a raised brow and a smirk, Dementor shushed him.

"Lover's quarrel?" asked Dementor, he smirked, "This sounds interesting."

"There are no lovers anything," glared Shego, she'd blast them both but it would give away their hiding place, something hit the table and she cut the glow.

"A man can dream," came Ed's voice, "Right Cuz."

"Ow!" came Dementor followed by shushing, "Who kicked me?"

"I was aiming for Eddie," said Drakken, but he sounded pleased regardless.

"I'm going to aim for you all," muttered Shego under her breathe.

"I mean that would explain somethings," said Dementor, probably to Ed, another "Ow. I'm not the blonde mullet king."

"Dude," came Ed's voice, then, "I'm so rocking that nickname, seriously."

"I hate all of you," muttered Shego, she swallowed hard, they needed a way out.

"What did I do?" asked Drakken with a low scoff.

"I'm sure she has a list," came a female voice, there was sudden movement, "Shego, it's..."

"I know who it is... how do you know who it is? Cleopatra?" asked Shego as she recognized the voice.

"Henchwomen," came the reply, there was a shift and Shego stiffened as Drakken fell against her slightly, "Sorry."

"If it's not Global Justice who is it," said Dementor.

"Dr. Botox," said Shego, expecting confusion, but she heard Ed's breathing become silent.

"Are you shitting me?" asked Ed under his breath, "That chick's still alive."

"I have heard this name before?" asked Dementor, "She was infamous in my homeland for her facial reconstructing of identity changes."

"Well THEY are alive, and their identity reconstructing needs work," said Shego, there was movement and Drakken shifted again.

"Cuz, seriously, why didn't you tell me that loon was around," came his voice far too close to Shego's face.

"Not the time, Eddie, we need an escape plan," said Drakken, he sounded even closer and his breath was on her shoulder, Shego shifted so her shoulder rested against Drakken's.

"Why would Dr. Botox come out of hiding then," said Dementor.

"Shego," came Cleopatra, "Dr. Botox wants her DNA for genetic research."

"Thank you for throwing me under the bus," hissed Shego, her chest pounded and a surge of panic moved in, it was like advertising her to the wolves, everyone gets out if she gets handed over, she felt Drakken's hand touch her shoulder over his own, "Are you plotting this too or claiming ignorance."

"I had no idea the last time," the hiss was barely audible, "I didn't even know who Dr. Botox really was. I thought they were a wealthy doctor with a valuable painting that I needed. I was just framing you."

"Cause that's okay," said Shego, suddenly a delayed argument had finally surfaced, under a table while fighting occurs above no less.

"You're one to talk, you were double-crossing all of us just because you had some point to prove to yourself that you could work alone," said Cleopatra, "You threw out the Villainess rules and went rogue. We just took the hint."

"Took the hint?" snapped Shego, her hand ignited, Cleopatra's eyes were narrowed, "Letting someone take the fall for a painting theft is far different than leading them into the trap of a mad-person."

"I did not know who he really was," Shego knew she was probably being truthful but that didn't take the edge off the memory or the fact of what was going on in the room.

"How did they find us this time?" asked Shego, "Someone had to notify them, perhaps someone who was doing her usual game of seduction to get ahead."

"She has you there Babe," said Ed, Cleopatra's narrowed eyes and expression shifted to shocked as she glanced at Ed and then to a nodding Dementor and back.

"You know what, I'll take my chances out there," said Cleopatra as she slid out under the table angrily.

"Babe," whispered Ed as he cringed and then followed after here.

"We need to make a break for it," said Drakken, he glared at Dementor.

"Don't glare at me, nein, do you think I would hand over someone to Dr. Botox for my own hide?" asked Dementor, they both raised their brows, he shrugged, "Okay, fair enough. But I have heard the tales, and it's different if you know the person. Perhaps if we create a diversion."

"Do tell," came a hollow voice of one of the altered Henchwomen as they curtain lifted and the fog came in.

"Jigs up!" yelled Dementor, who pulled out a gun and fired as Shego and Drakken dove out the other side, it was barely see-able.

The black mist had faded slightly, but the Henchwomen were still keeping everyone on their toes, Shego wasn't sure where they were dodging, she heard a chair being tossed and a yell from Ed, if he was the one being hit or the one tossing, she couldn't tell. Shego was having trouble keeping her hands lit and tossing them blindly was not helpful to anyone at the moment. She knew Drakken had stayed close by, but in the fades and light, it was clear there was more than three of Botox's Henchman now. She caught a glimpse of the comedian, a thin gangly man, near the fur-coated figure of Botox, the fog was thickest towards the speakers. Shego narrowed her eyes, this was a set up for sure. No wonder he wasn't funny, it was a ruse. A streak of light shot near them, and a Henchwomen dropped, the sparks were most likely Cleopatra's staff. Another blast.

"Shego, we need to find the exit," it was Drakken, his voice was muffled as if he was covering his face, she glanced at him to see he was, blood trickled down his hand.

She was about to respond when she saw movement and sent a wailing blast towards it, the comedian flew into the stage, the smoke became darker behind the stage and the mist settled even more. Shego sent another blast, killing what was left of the fog machine. Shego could finally see the fighting, a relief for sure. At some point it appeared DNAmy had been involved in the fight but was out on the ground, Dementor's laser lay on the ground where Ed and he stood back to back fighting the Henchwomen, Cleopatra was shooting blindly, something sticky on her head from whatever weapons the Henchwomen were using, obscuring her vision, she may have even shot Hermes, who was on the ground where he'd taken out one of the Henchwomen with one of Duff's clubs, who was standing on a table batting away.

Shego saw a fist flying towards her face and kicked one of the Henchwomen back, sending a solid blast through a darkened doorway, Drakken was doing his best fighting with one of the Henchwomen, but wasn't fairing the best. She watched as the chips on their heads seemed to glow and the ones on the ground got back up. She glared.

"Android monsters, much," groaned Shego as she shot a blast again, aiming for their heads, it did nothing but seem to power them up, "My powers are useless, I think it's making them stronger."

"Then don't blast them!" yelled Cleopatra as she tried to pull tar off her face, "This stuff is starting to burn."

There was a rushing sound from where Drakken had been, and white fog hit Cleopatra and one of the Henchwomen, who dropped. Shego looked to see a confused Drakken holding a fire extinguisher before smirking and firing at more Henchwomen. It was a delay for sure, but if it did anything, it seemed to slow them down. Shego's attention could turn to see where Dr. Botox has gone, but they were nowhere in sight. There was a hissing sound near the exits and the final fading of the fog showed a lot more people unconscious on the ground. Shego glanced at the exits, no wonder they had stayed and fought, the exits were blocked, meaning no one else could get out. Pink ooze came through and suddenly the doors began to melt away.

Shego was distracted enough that she felt a sudden kick in the back, sending her to the ground. She kicked back upwards and it landed into the guy of one of the Henchwomen, but barely made them stumble. She blasted them back and cringed as she watched it recharge them. However, it had not more time to attack as a bright ball of light hit the Henchwomen and sent them to the ground. Shego looked at the exit, Carmella stood there with some sort of pink spray can, Pandora stood next to her holding a flare gun. The remaining fog burst around the glowing light in the back of the room.

"Global Justice is here, get out now," said Pandora, glancing over her shoulder, "Now."

"Grab and go guys, grab and go," said Carmella in a frantic voice as she yanked up an unconscious figure of what looked like Hench and Cleopatra's wrist and began darting out.

"Shego?" asked Drakken as he glanced to the exit, she nodded and looked to grab anyone who was on the ground.

Villains they may be, and on any occasion, they would just bail, but this was a Villain's Retreat and it would kill any future favors they might need to casually leave other's to a Global Justice raid. She looked around as others at least grabbed one person or tried to stumble out themselves from hiding places. She watched Drakken hesitate before helping Pandora grab Hermes. Shego didn't get much time to grab Adrena from where she coughed on the ground. An arm grabbed her neck and a sharp pain shot through her arm as the skeletal hands dug into the side of her face.

Shego felt a numbing tingle shoot through her and the dizziness of blood loss all at once. She heard a shrill scream in her ear and was let go as blood hit the ground, a vile spun with it, her own blood in its contents. There was a lot of movement and dashing as the Henchwomen reacted to Dr. Botox. They had been the one to grab Shego, and take a blood sample it seemed. They clutched their eyes as blood trickled out, Shego saw Drakken next to her now, his small toothpick shooter held out towards where Dr. Botox had stood. There was the sound of running and Shego felt her wrist grabbed and Drakken and she dashed out the door as the sound of Global Justice arriving faded in the background. While she picked up the pace to their room, her mind fell onto the vile of her blood that had rolled out of her sight in the commotion of movement.

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