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Kim Possible: Vamped
By LJ58
38
"That's the plan, boys. I'll need you to revisit house security for the 'rents, too, just in case. It's not inconceivable they might try using you against us if they do figure out we're making a play," Kim told the twins with an infamous reputation of their own.
"You're not telling mom and dad about this," Jim asked.
"They wouldn't understand. You know how they are," Kim told them. "So, can you do what I need?"
"No big," they both grinned.
"Yeah, we have a lot of primo equipment and gear we never used since we kind of left certain phases behind to start experimenting on our new anti-grav research."
"Thanks, Tweebs. Just remember, this is super serious. These guys have been playing a dark game for years from all I learned, and I doubt they are finished."
"Until you finish them," Tim asked blandly.
"Still, if you need help….?"
"Just the credible stuff to make a go at some private research. Who knows, I might actually hit on something, too."
"Stranger things have happened," the pair said with a matching shrug.
"Appreciate the confidence," she sniffed at them.
"Hey, you're a Possible. If you can figure out something, you will. Meanwhile, make them pay. Only that offer for help stands. We have some sweet micro-drones we built we will bring over, too. They might be handy."
"Thanks, boys. I'll tell Shego to be expecting you in case I step out."
"No big, sis," they grinned. "This is our home, too, and we don't like the idea they would help attack us like that," Tim concluded.
"They'll be regretting it soon enough," Kim promised. "For so long as they live."
The pair nodded as Kim turned to go, and Jim stopped her saying, "Just don't disappear again."
"Not without letting you know first," she grinned and winked.
They both frowned, but Kim left without explaining that one.
~KP~
Kim was sitting alone in the living room, Dana off at work that evening, and Shego already having turned in when she felt more than heard the knock at the door.
She frowned and felt a surging presence for just a brief moment.
Standing up, instantly on guard, she walked over to the door and saw an innocuous woman standing there. Only it was a woman with garishly green hair and glittering golden eyes that shone in the dim light outside.
Opening the door, she eyed the woman that carried a small satchel and nodded to her.
"Might I come inside, young Kimbera," the woman asked. "I give you oath I am not here for trouble, and only wish to aid you."
"Come in. Only I'm not sure what you can do. I already told you…."
"Child, I felt your spirit crying out in pain across the aether for weeks. When I investigated, I felt compelled to help."
"How," she asked as Heras, obviously masked, stepped into the house to close the door behind her.
"Consider I've been around much longer than even you, my dear. So I know things you have yet to learn in either incarnation," the green-haired Elder smiled and set the satchel down on the table after she sat down.
"Okay. So again, how do you think you can help me? Do you know about those mortals that….?"
"I leave those simpletons to your vengeance, Child," Heras said with a dismissive wave. "I know well that some things have to have a personal touch. Even your friend Shego knows that."
"I just don't understand…."
Opening the satchel, she pulled out a small, plain urn and set it before Kim.
"What….?"
"This is your friend's true ashes."
"What," Kim grit out, her eyes locked on that plain orb as she felt a stabbing knot in her heart that had nothing to do with physical pain.
"Will you listen," she asked and pulled out a shimmering vial with something bluish inside.
"You have to know we can't raise her," Kim said in a miserable tone.
"Oh, no. As she is, even your blood would only raise a leech. A mindless drone that would only obey your commands and never be the woman you cared for and shared your heart with," Heras told her.
"So you brought her here to rub that in," Kim hissed.
"No. I brought her here for you to have the chance to decide her fate. As you and I know, raising her even with an Elder's blood only raises the beast like the one that slew her. Unless," she added, holding up the small vial. "You first mix your blood with this special elixir."
"Wait. Wait, are you saying...?"
"So, you do know of it?"
"Even Krelandra wasn't sure if it was real, or just another myth among….our kind," Kim said. "Is that truly the essence of a dragon's heart?"
"The very stuff that birthed the first Elder," Heras nodded. "Naturally, it is far more closely guarded these days, and we have let even the stories die out among mortals to end their annoying searches for immortality. Only our Council met and we unanimously agreed to share it with you and your paramour, Kimbera. Of course, you would have to arrange to mask her and educate her as you do. The choice is yours," Heras said and handed her the vial. "As are the consequences."
"Of course," she murmured, remembering part of what Krelandra, an old vampire on the very verge of manifesting as Elder herself until her death did not like about the Elders.
"That said, we do wish you the best, Child. You are the first Elder born in countless generations. We began to fear our line might truly be at an end, for as you know, even Elders die," she said somberly. "That, in case you wonder of our revealing ourselves at all, is the only reason we approached you. Baphomet, the eldest of all of us, is soon to pass. When he does, we wish you to replace him on the council."
"I still have a life…."
"His passing may not be for decades. To us, that is soon, Child. Listen, Kimbera, and know, if the Council fails, we may well return to a time of hunts and bloodshed. Is that what you desire?"
"No."
"I will not press you. Still, you had to know. It was just something not to be shared with your human companion at the time."
"Can you tell me…? Do you know if Monique would have wanted this," she asked, eyeing the vial she still held.
Heras smiled as she began to grow translucent, and fade away.
"Only you can answer that, Lady Kimbera. Only you must face the consequences whatever your action."
"Of course," Kimbera grumbled a deeply discontented sound as she sat back down, and eyed the vial and the urn before her.
Kim stared at the offerings for a very long time as the night slowly passed. In the end, she took both to her room when she headed for bed, not even close to a decision.
~KP~
Dr. Director was still absorbing the fact that Kim Possible had walked away from Global Justice, and had all but told her to kiss her posterior.
That was so unlikely the inestimable heroine she had known that she again feared that perhaps Kimbera was rising and supplanting the redhead's personality. She guessed it had something to do with her friend dying, but she suspected more was going on that she yet saw.
It didn't help that Harold's unmasking as a less than clever plotter to bring down the woman had led an unofficial trail straight to her own Ruling Council on the U.N. Board that oversaw GJ operations. Kim's fury at learning how they had actually been plotting against all of them from the start, and for decades, was so stunning that Dr. Director had been unable to react until Kimberly had already left.
She was able to soothe some fears by pointing out that only Kimberly had left, and Dana remained employed and working as an admirable and skilled young communications officer without Dr. Janos Kolowski to undermine her efforts. Ronald was still standing by, too, watching as he admitted to her that he was confused over what was going on in Kimberly's head just then.
Unfortunately, Elizabeth Director had a very good idea of what was going on in that particular head just then. Vampire Elder or not, Kimberly had always absolutely hated people that didn't play fair, or that played with her head. Come at her head-on, and she was likely to take her wins or her losses without a word.
Try playing her, though, and that temper Ronald once called her Kimness came out in full force.
Only this time it was a Kimness backed by a genuine preternatural Elder that likely loathed anyone daring to slight her.
Dr. Director understood that. She understood Kim intended to go after those hypocritical backers with or without her, and yet even she understood this was an injustice that had to be answered. Only she still couldn't read this Kimberly. She still wasn't sure what she truly intended. Ever since she had been revealed as a true Elder, and power above any known, Dr. Director wasn't sure what Kimberly ultimately intended, or how she intended to do anything.
For all the head of GJ knew just then, she might just wake up to find the entire Ruling Council dead in their beds.
Or worse.
She just didn't know, and that was what worried her. Dr. Director liked to plan. To know the parameters of an operation, and how to succeed by carrying out an orderly and disciplined mission. Which was likely what drew Will Du to her. He also knew how she liked to work. Only Kimberly….
Kimberly had never been one for following the rules. Not when they got in the way. And now she had a preternatural force within her that made its own rules.
This, Dr. Director feared, was not going to end well.
Only who would end up paying the most? That truly concerned her. Because she didn't want to see innocents go down. Nor did she want to see Global Justice tarnished, or perhaps even disbanded. Only just now, beyond finding evidence to unmask those corrupt members of the Council, she wasn't sure how to proceed.
Kimberly, though, might not care about evidence at all. Which could soon be painting a larger target than ever on her, and Dana Parker.
Ron and Shego were obviously being drawn in, too, and Dr. Director could just guess how Shego would take to being manipulated all those years ago. Just as Dr. Director couldn't help but wonder what Shego would decide after learning that she had never been the one that ordered all that monstrous experimentation and research on her. How would that often willful and fiercely independent woman react? Even she couldn't say.
It was a certainty that she and Kim were going to want blood, though.
Hopefully not literally, at least in Kimberly's case.
Only she had no clue how to manage. She knew Kimberly was not known for holding back and playing sly. Only that seemed her ploy just now. Which suggested that the still extant presence in her mind was obviously leading since Kimberly had once claimed Krelandra was a clever strategist that waged war back in her day on a scale few could likely imagine.
She might well have forged her own empire had that vampire lord Hagraat not claimed her as a bride, and ironically constrained her.
That was the problem just now. Too many wild cards. Not even an ounce of solid data.
Which was when Agent Du walked in and looked at Dr. Director.
"Yes?"
"It's started," he said blandly. "Possible just reportedly kicked Stoppable out of her house this morning, and rather loudly according to witnesses. I do believe she isn't going to delay long whatever she plans. I find it doubtful she truly intends to retreat into pure research. It's…unlike her," he declared, tailoring his report for the Council spies likely listening to every word.
"I see. Have Ronald report what set her off," he was told. "I'll try to call her again. Although of late she has not been taking any calls or visitors."
"Untrue. I did note her brothers have both been visiting regularly of late. Often bringing a lot of technology and related equipment. We aren't sure if they are reinforcing her house security, or…."
"Kimberly did say she intended to research," Dr. Director admitted. "Only she didn't say what she intended to study, or why, did she," she asked Will.
"I'll try to see if we can learn," he declared and left her office.
Dr. Director frowned all the more as she considered the Possible twins joining in the cause. Which suggested they knew everything, too. It also amplified the potential for chaos when those two were involved. She still had grown Henches and hardcore felons that ran when they saw those two coming. They did have a reputation.
Still, whatever Kim had in mind, she was obviously not delaying as Betty had mused. Kimberly was obviously charging aright into whatever she had in mind. Only the way things looked just now they wouldn't notice the direction until too late.
Not the best scenario. Not even close to the best.
To Be Continued….