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Claimer: Krista Ruthie Stoppable is my OC. If you want to use her, please ask. Krysta-L (aka Krystal) was created by StormChaser90 and used with permission. If you want to use her, please contact him for permission.

After All This Time: Revenge

Chapter 7

2 Days Later

Remote Arctic Lair, Location Unknown

Krystal felt a pinch and a sting in her arm as she was injected with the thick, green liquid. Her benefactor had been able to create a special compound which would halt her cellular decay. Apparently, Dr. Drakken had acquired unusual abilities after an accident in the lab which drenched him in a chemical capable of producing mutant plants. The evil scientist was able to harvest an element from his own powers which would help keep her alive until they were able to find a cure.

She sat motionless as the injured Dr. Henderson scanned her body. The device beeped, and the researcher studied the image on the monitor for a moment before speaking. "The cellular decay has been stopped, but the damage to her organs remains. She is weak. The decay can't be held at bay forever. She will die unless something more is done."

Drakken paced around the captive scientist, the gears in his head turning. "But what can be done?" He had just gotten hold of the weapon that would bring his greatest plan to fruition. He wasn't going to let it just slip through his grasp. He faced the man, scowling. "Any suggestions, doctor?"

Henderson opened his mouth to speak, then closed it again. He never was good at poker, and his hesitation told the villains that he knew what would work, but was holding back. Drakken's frown deepened. He turned his back on the scientist, speaking in a low, menacing voice. "Doctor, may I remind you that you are alive and sheltered here because of my good graces? Your situation can change if I am not pleased." Shego, who had been standing by and watching the proceedings with interest, took the hint from her boss and ignited one of her clawed hands, taking one threatening step towards their captive.

Henderson gulped and took one step back. "There is one solution that may work."

"Go on," Drakken urged.

Henderson looked between the villains, then back at Krystal. "Her organs are damaged, but the rest of her body is viable. If we were to replace the damaged organs with functioning ones, I believe she would live and even regain her strength."

The gears began turning again, Drakken's excitement growing.

"But there's a catch."

His giddiness dampened as quickly as it had begun. "And what, exactly, would that be?"

"Because of Krystal's unique origin and creation, finding a match for her organs will not be easy. The match needs to be perfect, or it won't work."

Drakken began pacing once again. "And how might we find such a match? We can't exactly put her on a waiting list, now can we?"

Henderson hesitated once again, but quickly continued after seeing the look Shego gave him. "There is only one person who I believe would be the match that Krystal needs."

Drakken was growing impatient. "Well?!"

"… The one she was cloned after. Krista Ruthie Stoppable."

A slow smile crept across the mad scientist's face, so cold Henderson could nearly feel a chill in the air. Like everyone in the world, they had heard about the hero's daughter – kidnapped at birth and raised in an orphanage for nearly a decade. When Drakken found out, he was so pissed that he hadn't thought of it first that three of the henchmen landed in the hospital for a week. Perhaps this was their chance – their opportunity to take revenge in the most cruel, unexpected way.

"Well, why didn't you say so?"

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2 Days Later

Psychiatric Intensive Care Unit, Middleton General Hospital, Middleton, Colorado

"Please don't go, Mommy! They're coming for me, I know it. Please don't leave me here alone!"

It broke Kim and Ron's hearts to hear their daughter so terrified and to leave her during her most vulnerable time, but they had to attend the briefing at Global Justice. The agency had uncovered critical information that needed to be shared with them both.

Kim smoothed back her daughter's hair as Ron patted her back. "I know, Sweetie, but we'll only be gone for a few hours. And you won't be alone. Grandma Anne is working tonight, and she'll check in on you every half hour. Dr. Director sent some of her best guards to keep you safe, too. You'll be alright, I promise." It took everything she had to detach herself from her daughter, but finally Kim was able to stand. Ron kissed the top of Krista's head and stood, too.

"We'll see you soon, Kiddo," he said as they backed out of the room.

Krista's heart pounded faster as she watched her parents go. Though she had only known them for a year, she had grown attached to them. She felt safest when they were there. And now they were leaving her alone. A buzzing sound grew louder in her ears. The tips of her fingers began to tingle, and her breathing became uneven.

She hated being alone.

Krista covered her ears, pulled her knees up to her chest, and shut her eyes tight, trying desperately to drown out the buzzing that had quickly grown into a dull roar. Her face began to tingle as tears trickled down her cheeks. Her head spun, dizzy with the sudden onset of panic. She pulled in deep, ragged breaths in an attempt to calm herself.

She stayed in that position for what felt like hours. Eventually, the buzzing died down, and she was able to think clearly again. Her hands dropped to wrap around her legs, her head on her knees, as she hiccupped out the final few sobs.

"Well, someone's a bit of a mess, huh?"

Krista whipped her head up and looked around at the sound of the unfamiliar voice. Her eyes landed on a figure in the shadows leaning against the wall by the windows. The figure, a woman, had her arms crossed over her chest, watching her. She stepped into the light, smirking. "Do you want to finish your meltdown, or can we get going?"

White hot fear streaked through Krista's stomach as she sat, frozen, staring at the green-and-black clad woman. "Wh-who are you?"

The smirk turned into a menacing grin as Shego stepped closer. "I'm your worst nightmare."

Krista's heartrate increased again. She trembled as she pushed herself as far as she could against the headboard of the bed. "N-no! Stay back! P-please!" Her tears began anew as she started to hyperventilate.

Shego rolled her eyes. "Oy, not this again, kid. I don't have time for this." She retrieved a syringe from the holster at her ankle, approaching the trembling blonde once more. Krista barely had time to react. Her fear kept her frozen in place a moment too long. By the time she tried to dive away from her attacker, Shego had grabbed hold of her arm, keeping her in place. Krista tried desperately to pull away, to free herself, anything, but the villainess's grip was too strong. Her eyes widened as Shego stuck the needle in her arm. She felt something cold rush through her veins. Her vision began to swim and her muscles weakened. Only one thought crossed her mind before darkness consumed her.

They found me.

A/N: Sorry this is such a short update, but I wanted to get another chapter out. Look for the next one soon. Thanks for reading.