I do not own any Disney characters named herein and am only borrowing them to tell a nonprofit tale meant for entertainment purposes only.
Kim Possible: Vamped
By LJ58
18
Professor Dementor stood before the radio waiting on news regarding his demands.
His plan was genius. This time, he could not fail.
He had noted that Kim Possible, whatever she was now, had not been going out on missions any longer. Only that annoying buffoon of hers was still trying to stop anyone, but no one had actually seen Kim Possible in some time other than on newscasts. Which suggested they were keeping her locked up. Understandably after all he had heard from the survivors of that idiot's Gemini's attempt to exploit the transformed adventurer.
Still, of late his mother had cut him off, and it was getting harder and harder to manage his usual gambits. He needed money, and he needed a lot of it to settle certain matters. So he played clever, sending in men to steal a nuclear missile from under the very eyes of the idiots who wouldn't know security if it were spelled out for them.
His gambit was to claim to seek power, and a sizeable payoff. He counted on them trying to stall him with a payoff, and he could take the cash and run before anyone could find or stop him. That ended his financial issues, and might even give him a degree of power if the Americans caved. Considering of late that was all they did, he was smiling in anticipation.
Only time was passing, and no one was calling to arrange the payoff or the transfer of power. No one was calling at all.
"So, they think to ignore Professor Dementor? They think to deny my genius," he demanded as the clock passed noon, and he pounded a fist on a button as his Henches gasped in horror. "They will be learning better!"
Only nothing happened.
"What? Where is the whoosh, and the boom? Why is there no whooshing and booming," he demanded of someone as he looked around the blimp's control room.
"I….don't know, Hans," Myron told him.
"Nein with the Hans, you fool. I am Professor Demen….."
"You are about to be a greasy spot on my highway," Kim said, bursting into the command deck of the blimp he thought camouflaged with the best stealth-tech currently available.
"Kim Pozzible! How? It is being daylight. Do not bite me," he wailed as she stomped toward him, she looking vampiric again just then in spite of the daylight.
"Why would I bite you, Dementor," she sneered. "You'd probably taste terrible. Oh, we already got rid of you nuke. Killed your stealth-cloak, your engines, oh, and your blimp now has a leak. Noticed a lack of….height lately," she sneered at the mad dwarf.
"She's right. We're going down, sir," a Hench said uneasily as he turned from the controls to look around frantically.
"Now," she said, walking over, grabbing him and lifting him from his feet with surprising ease even for her. "Let me explain a few things so even you understand them. Listening?"
"I am suddenly being all ears," the man whimpered, staring from behind his trademark helmet.
"Good. If you try anything this stupid again, I will find you. Got that?"
"Ja…."
"And then no one else will ever find you. Understand," Kim demanded as she bared her fangs at him.
"I am suddenly thinking of retiring," the man whined.
"Good," she quipped and flung him aside as soldiers rushed the command deck since they had just landed inside a military base. "Remember this moment, Hans. You won't get another chance. Colonel," she nodded at an officer she knew. "He's all yours."
"You have our thanks, Miss Possible. Again. Need a ride back?"
"No. We have a ride coming," she smiled. "Appreciate the offer, though," she told him as Ron and Yori joined them even as a dark Roth Coupe flew down out of the sky as a GJ jet that had brought them to intercept the blimp landed nearby. The Roth, though, had been summoned by the remote Ron had given her on their way to the mission.
"Dad let you use it again," Kim grinned when he gave her the key.
"Well, mostly he let me bring it to you," Ron grinned. "The boys even added specially tinted windows. You know, just in case."
"Right. Let's head back in. Dr. Director will be wanting this report. And she'll want to know about the nuclear missile. I need to check on Dana, too," she said pointedly.
"Speaking of the missile, where is it," another officer asked as they followed the men off the blimp. "It's not on board…."
"Oh, I have it," Kim smiled and held up a small metal dart. "I used a shrink ray on it, and then we caught it when the loon tried to launch it. Isn't science wonderful," the redhead smiled.
The officer gaped as Kim placed the tiny nuclear missile into his hand before she jumped in the car with her friends to fly away, the GJ jet right behind them.
"The general is never going to believe this one," he said as the colonel came up behind him as men dragged Dementor and his men to jail.
"It's Kim Possible, lieutenant. He'll have to believe it," the younger officer was told as he held out his hand, staring in horror at the small missile.
~KP~
The wrap-up had been faster and more thorough than any of the four men expected when they had suddenly found themselves surrounded on all sides by grim agents in dark sedans, and even two jets that flew overhead, moving to cut them off.
Before they could credit it, they were arrested, dragged to jail, and that freakish lesbian thing had been freed and taken to one of those jets to be carried away.
Now, James Sanders sat in a small room with lawyers they had quickly called, and faced consequences not one of them had expected when James swore he had to do something after learning his daughter was still calling that unnatural girl, and even going to see her.
Only the detective and the prosecuting attorney across the table was just looking at the papers before him, eyeing the four men, and their lawyers, and then shook his head.
"You actually want to take this to court," the prosecutor asked them blandly.a
"She's a freak," one of the men spat, his lawyer hissing at him.
"Worse than a freak. She's one'a them lesbian things," Ben Rolland swore. "Totally sinful. Besides, her mother gave us permission to conduct a long-overdue intervention with that girl," he declared imperiously.
"She," the lawyer for prosecution declared, "Is a decorated Global Justice agent despite her youth. Reports indicate she had a minor exposure to the same elements that affected Agent Kim Possible. Possible is apparently a close personal friend of your victim, and you just admitted to kidnapping a GJ agent with intent to harm her? Now, kidnapping aside, you're looking at five major felonies and a handful of misdemeanors. So I'll ask again, do you men actually want to take this to court?"
"What kind of deal can we get," one of the lawyers asked who worked for Amy's father.
"Plead guilty, and we might get away with probation. Monitored probation more than likely. You try facing a jury with these charges, and I can promise you at least fifteen to twenty, with the ire of a lot of very upset GJ agents who are not happy you hurt some of their own while you took one of their own while she was on a mission."
"Don't they know she's one'a them gays," another man sputtered.
"Let me put this in English, gentlemen. They don't care, sir. Most of them have open minds and genuine brains. Now. Who wants to make a deal, and who wants to go to jail for the next twenty years," the detective smirked.
James Sanders cringed, and said, "We'll deal," he said.
"Right. Sanders. There's also the invasion of privacy charge on you."
"What?"
"You cannot bug, trace, or hack anyone's electronics for your own purposes, sir. Even if it is your adult daughter. That is stalking. Understand," the detective asked.
"Oh," he murmured and looked down. "So, I'll deal."
"James!"
"I got a family to take care of, Allen. I can't go to jail. You know Myra can't work, and we still have two other kids to raise."
"I'd consider this a learning moment, sir," the prosecutor told him. "Or you will likely end up driving all your children away. Now, gentlemen, anyone else wants to see reason?"
In the end, all four men caved.
~KP~
"Even Amy's dad bargained," Dana grinned as she reported the details she got from Allen Briggs who had debriefed her.
"I did hear that he was the first to fold," Kim grinned. "Guess even he can learn."
"Well, he is the sole support for their family. He was probably thinking of his wife and children since Mrs. Sanders can't work since she's kind of messed up after a stroke."
"He should have been thinking of all his children from the start," Kim huffed. "I just don't understand some people. Nothing should matter more than family."
"You'd think," Dana sighed as she eyed Kim as they prepared for bed once they got back from Kim's missions and Dana's debriefing.
"So, have you talked to your mother of late?"
"She won't talk. She thinks….I'm lying. You know, about the job, and stuff," Dana sighed.
"I have a friend with GNN. I think we can angle your story a bit to let you have some fame of your own," Kim smiled.
"You'd do that?"
"For you, sweetie. No big. I'll just make a call before we stretch out, and by tomorrow, everyone will know what a hero you are, too," Kim promised her.
Later that evening, even Dana was surprised when the reporter on the screen speaking of her abduction and rescue described her as a decorated GJ agent who had already helped save the world several times at the side of the famed Kim Possible who had been undercover of late, and only thought dead as part of that covert mission.
Dana almost cried as she listened to the report at Kim's side and hugged her friend close as she realized how the story made it seem she was the one that had been more heroic than she had felt at the time.
"Hey, don't downplay your own skills. If you hadn't triggered that active beacon after you used their own cell phones against them our team might not have found you in time. That was really clever," Kim praised her.
"Well, they were kind of dim," Dana admitted. "It's not like those….really bad guys we faced."
"Fortunately, most bad guys really are just that dim. It's just the rare few like Gemini that proves they really are that evil," she admitted somberly.
"Yeah. Think mom will see this," she finally asked as the story on her ended.
"I'd bet on it," she smiled, knowing Ben had been repeating the story all day at her request. Just to rub a few local noses in it, as well as ensuring Dana's mother saw the story.
They never heard from Dana's mother.
To Be Continued….