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
30
"Princess," Shego said quietly as she walked into the study where Kim was studying maps. "You okay," the still unsteady woman asked as she stood in front of Dana who still looked broken and miserable.
"It's my fault," Dana said. "I'm so sorry…."
"It's not your fault. It's this so-called Baron's. When I find him…."
"How? If Bets and Jack don't know this guy, how will you….?"
"He already made a lot of mistakes," Kim said, still eyeing the maps she was studying while the computer ran a complex series of formulae across it. "The biggest was launching that damn portal bomb at us. Wade tapped into the NSA satellites, and we're tracking its flight path. When we backtrack the trajectory, we'll have him."
"He may have already left…."
"Oh, no. He hasn't left. This guy seems more than egotistical to me. He's all about huge gestures. Well, I'm about to return the favor."
"M-Mom…."
"Dana," she sighed, turning to face her only then. "I don't blame you. I don't, sweetie. Only I need you and Shego to do something for me. It's serious, or I wouldn't ask."
"You got it, Princess," Shego said. "What do you need? Backup?"
"Of a sort. Those leeches are low-level preternaturals fused with our blood. Which means everyone that was bitten and died will rise."
"Monique…."
"As leeches. You guys need to go make sure every victim is cremated. All of them. GJ is too short-sighted at the best of times, and some families may not be able to….accept the truth. Make sure they don't rise as monsters," Kim told them. "Make sure….Monique doesn't…."
"You can count on us, Kimberly," Shego said, her expression more than solemn.
"Don't you….?"
Even before Dana finished, the computer chirped, and she turned around to eye the final coordinates.
"Meanwhile, I'll be demonstrating why you do not mess with Middleton," Kim said so coldly that even Shego was taken aback.
"Just be careful, mom," Dana told her. "He could have something else ready…."
"What he thinks he can do is not even close to what it will take to stop me," she told the younger blonde as she rose from her seat, scooped up one of the maps, and headed for the door still wearing her mission clothes. The special set that let her transform.
Kim didn't even look back as she left, and the sound of the Roth taking off at high speed rattled the windows as she departed.
"I'm worried about her," Dana admitted.
"So am I," Shego admitted. "How about we go make sure she has one less thing to worry about, though. Because she's right. Those idiot cops are the kind to overlook things until they leave another mess. We'd better go make sure her friend rests in peace."
~KP~
"What have you got on this place," Kim asked Wade as she flew through the night sky, heading for a small volcanic island southwest of the Hawaiian Island chain.
"Well, it's nameless and supposedly uninhabited," Wade told her as he studied the satellite imagery he broadcast to her console on the Roth's dash. "It's less than five miles in diameter, and supposedly only showed up about two years ago. No one has bothered visiting beyond a few geologists, and it's supposedly a barren rock in the middle of the ocean."
"That's all you have?"
"The magma pool in the crater makes any kind of scanning next to impossible, Kim. Sorry. No way to even guess what might be waiting, or where."
"Guess I do this the old-fashioned way," she said.
"Be careful…."
"Just keep checking. This guy came of nowhere. Find out who he is, and what he wants. More importantly, find out what he likes. Who he likes."
"Kim…."
"He's going to pay, Wade. Don't argue, he's going to pay. For Middleton. For stealing my blood. For….her," she seethed, and her eyes flared again as she now flew over the dark ocean below and stared with such fury Wade was afraid she was about to lose control.
"Kim, you have to know Monique wouldn't want…."
"Don't you dare," Kim said so quietly the words almost went unheard. "Don't you dare invoke her name. Not to me, little boy. Never to me," she spat at him. "Now find his secrets," she demanded before she snapped off the communicator on her console.
Kim eyed the dark panel a moment, and then looked out at the darkness beyond her dash.
"How far, Annie," she asked the AI in her car's systems.
"We are twenty-two kilometers out, Kimberly, and closing."
"Good," Kim smiled, and it was a chilling toothy smile.
~KP~
"Do I have to ask," Shego commented as she walked into the room where a coffin was entering a heated furnace meant to destroy biological samples.
"I can guess why she sent you two," Betty said and glanced at four urns on a nearby table. Six more sat empty and waiting. "As you can see, I chose to oversee this task myself. I….owed it to her. None of us saw this one coming, and I don't have to guess Kimbera is going to take this badly."
"Let's just say I doubt she's bringing back prisoners," Shego admitted.
"I saw the footage of her fight when she arrived on the scene. Hardbed is still trying to stoke the fires of panic over her apparent nature after that one."
"He'd better keep his mouth shut, or she might visit him next," Dana remarked far too blandly for anyone to doubt the emotion in her just then.
"I sent Agent Du to instruct him on harassment and its consequences," Betty told them.
"So, how are you covering this one up?"
"Bio-weapons. Diseased clones created to attack Kimberly and try to undermine her support base. Which is why we had to immediately incinerate all victims. Just to ensure they didn't spread the bio-weapon somehow. Naturally, you helped with that scenario by incinerating all those things from the start."
"Glad to help," Shego said. "Did you already….?"
"That silver urn is Robinson. We cremated her first as one of the coffins on a roller suddenly thudded.
"Some of them are starting to wake up," Betty said as Dana gasped. "So we made sure Kimberly's friend went first so she wouldn't….unduly suffer."
Two of the agents in the room eyed the coffin that thudded with a grim glance. Then the door to the furnace dropped, and the roar of the flames inside became audible.
"Did you guys find Camille," Shego asked after looking away from the door.
Dana was still eyeing the urn that held Monique's ashes.
Which was when she looked toward Betty, and said, "I have a message from mom."
"What is it," the one-eyed agent asked her quietly.
"You have to seal the urns. Permanently. If so much as a drop of blood were to reach those ashes, they might still rise. You have to ensure they are sealed, and never opened."
"I see. We'll arrange it," she told Dana. "Although I don't doubt most of them are going to the cemetery to be housed. Their families… Well, they…."
"And Monique's parents," Dana asked.
"Her family wants her ashes. After we ensure they are….safe. The biological cover, you recall."
"So, the families supplied the urns?"
"How did you guess," Dr. Director asked her now, seeming to compose herself after a moment.
"They're all pretty simple. Plain. Only Monique's urn…."
Dr. Director nodded. "They wanted the best."
"She was a special woman," Dana said. "I feel sorry for her. And mom. She… She's going to miss her a lot."
"So, Camille," Shego asked when they all fell silent again as the roar of the flames gradually faded.
"Believe it or not, she walked into a regional headquarters earlier today and gave herself up. She didn't even try to offer excuses, and just confessed to crimes we didn't even know she pulled."
"Mom."
"Kimmie," Shego said at the same time Dana spoke.
"So, Kimmie let her live."
"It seems she can't remember what she did regarding that theft from Wade's lab. The entire incident seems to have been wiped from her mind."
"Definitely mom," Dana said.
"Dr. Director," Ron said, walking into the room to join them just then. "Just checking in. We did a complete sweep over Middleton, and there were no more of those things to be found. My own people are watching the survivors, but it looks like they aren't going to be affected by their wounds since they didn't actually die."
"They'll be fine," Dana told him. "Because they didn't die, the leech won't have a chance to grow in them, so they'll live normally. Just watch anyone that does die from their injuries. I think I heard a few were pretty bad."
"They were, but they're pulling through," Ron told her. "So it looks like they'll be lucky."
"We're just keeping them quarantined all the same for now to back up our contagion story," Dr. Director told her.
"Smart," Shego told her.
Which was when another agent came into the room just then and set a new urn down. He then took an empty one, and walked out, saying, "Whenever you're ready, send the next one."
Which was when that particular box thudded again.
"Send it," Betty told her men as they eyed the box.
The furnace door opened, and the agents quickly rolled the box down the conveyor to shove into the furnace.
The screams sounded almost at once.
Ron grimaced and noted Dana's eyes were brimming with crimson tears.
"You can go. We have this, Dana," Ron told her.
"Mom….wanted us to make sure they were all burned. I can't leave. I….I owe it to her. And to them," she said, eyeing the other coffins in line for cremation.
"Kiddo, something even Kim will tell you, is not even the best can save everyone. Not every time. Trust me on that, and don't blame yourself for this."
Dana's expression was still miserable.
"It gets better," Ron told her quietly.
"Does it? Does it really?"
"It does," Ron assured her. "It really does."
Shego didn't argue, even if Dr. Director only stared grimly at the furnace as the screams finally faded.
To Be Continued….