Kim Potential…
Summary: A desperate Dr. Drakken has sensibly reviewed his Files of Past Plots to find the most effective weapon yet used on KP and improve it with unexpected results. Ron and company find they have a new partner.
Disclaimer: No infringement intended.
Part XXVI…
Main Gallery of the State Archives and Arts Center…
Through which a hastily retreating Professor Dementor was being pursued…
By a somewhat cautious…Hey, inclination to evil includes healthy sense of self preservation…Kim Potential…
And I know Dementor didn't go to all the trouble of setting up this little meetup just to run away…
"Cyrus?!...Gotta tell ya, I'm not inclined to walk into the whatever you've got waitin'!..." she halted before a row of portraits of prominent state leaders…Positioning herself behind a statue of the first governor of the state…
Gonna be nice when every place like this starts off with giant portraits of Dad and me…
"Cy?!...I can wait all day, if you like…" she called again… "Come on out, we're alone now…Your boys'll keep Ronnie busy for a few yet…"
Cut to shot of Ron in main foyer racing about, desperately…The three goons in pursuit…
"Very well…My dear…" Dementor called from the back of the room… "So ve are alone…You vish to haft der little talkfest?...Suppose ve start mit der honesty?..."
"Fine…Sure, I'm working with Drakken, if you like…" she replied… "But it's an independent choice…"
"Certainly…" Dementor, friendly tone… "A young lady can change her life course if she chooses…"
"Hey, Shego did…" Potential noted… "And maybe I'm tryin' to get Drew on the straight and narrow by encouragin' a friendly relationship…"
"Oh, he must have used drugs and hypnotherapy plus attitudination…" Dementor hissed to the five goons hidden behind him…
"So…Miss…What ist it you vish of me?..." he called…
"Tole ya…Surrender and lets see if you get a break…Still a heroine, Cyrus…"
"Ve mentioned 'honesty', Miss…" he called back, mock hurt tone… "I know you are now motivated to want a bit more dan der applause of a grateful public…"
"And just how do you 'know' all dis, Cyrus?..." mocking tone…
"A little birdie todt me…One who has been following you closely dese past few days…Especially since he videod you at dear Drew's new lair…"
"Oh?...But as I told you…Friendly relationship…"
"Indeed…Very friendly…Along mit other very strange if subtle changes in you, my dear…Come, I know Drakken purchased attitudinator technology…Tell me how he 'modified' you?..."
"If he did, why would I betray him?...Cy?..." she cooed…
"May I point out that dis is not your normal behavior?...Knowing me guilty of a crime yet making no move to capture me?..."
"Just being a little smarter, Cy…Not wishing to walk into your trap or whatever…By the way, just how many guys do you have with you back there?..."
"Very cute, Miss…But ve both know I'm right…Come, tell me…Are you a slave or can you act for yourself?..."
"If I were lickin' Drakken boots, wouldn't I lie?..."
"I'm a gut judge…I'll take the risk…Come, if you are a free agent, lets talk…I may have something of interest to offer the new you…"
"Starting with the Moldavian Crown Jewels, perhaps?...I do like jewels…"
"By all means…A pretty young lady should have pretty things…So…"
A crown rolled her way across the gallery…
"Hey, that's no way to handle a priceless imperial coronet…" she called…Moving just out from behind the statue…
"Und…So…Fire!..." Dementor called…A goon racing out, firing a ray on her…Striking her briefly…
"Attitudinator?...Nice…" Potential grinned, hurrying back behind the statue…
But my little birthing session left me immune, thanks Dad…
"Gee, I feel all Demented and henchgirly…" she called, mockingly…
"So…Old Drew proofed you against further adjustment…" Dementor replied…Calmly… "Wise of him…He's improved with the last prison term…"
"If you like…Though I like to think I've an incredibly strong will…You wanna rethink surrender, now?...Or have you got something left?..."
"Oh, most certainly…" Dementor called… "But for that, I vill need more study of you…Boys…!"
Four goons emerged from behind various statues, hurling objects…Which on impact, mildly exploded, releasing white clouds of sweet-smelling gas…
"Nice…" Potential called, via speaker in the suit-projected helmet… "But my battle suit has an automatic response to that sort of thing…And it's compliance chip-proof in case that's your next trick, Cyrus…"
"Admirably camouflaged, that suit…" Dementor, pleasantly… "But the gas also camouflages as well as induces sleep…Grab her!..."
She whirled as two goons, breathing masks in place, lunged for her…She leaping…
Two miles outside Capitol City…A small forest parkland…
"There…" Shego pulled binoculars down… "In the parking lot…"
"How many?...And is Dementor with them?..." Drakken asked, anxiously…
"I didn't see him…About ten with Avairius…We'd better wait on calling in the fellas…"
"If Dementor's not there…" Drakken, carefully…
"Right…We may have been set…"
"Up?..." A red-tighted goon politely noted, gun in hand…Several more behind him, likewise armed…
"You fellas may just as well give it up!..." Ron called, dodging and racing away yet again from the three in pursuit…
"He's a slippery eel…" one noted to her comrades…Smiling at the frowning Ron…
"But kinda cute, in his way…"
"Come on, guys!...You know how this always ends!..." Ron tried… "But thank you…" he noted to the female goon…
"Don't mention it!..." she called back…Waving the other two to move in on either side…
"You're just postponing the inevitable!..." he called… "KP already has Dementor in the sack by now…"
"We'll see, cutie…!" cooing call… "Take him!...Don't break him unless you hafta…!"
Whoa!...He looked for the exit to the street…Blocked…Likewise the doors to the gallery…Ah, emergency stairway exit…He raced over…
Locked…Uh-oh…
Darn…Sure wish I coulda brought Rufus…It's not half as much fun without someone to make clever remarks to as one dodges the henchpeople…
"Looks like you'd better be the one to give it up, kid…" the female goon leader grinned at him as the three faced him, cornering him… "Come on, now…The Professor wants you alive for bargaining purposes but we can hurt you a little if necessary…"
Hmmn…Kimmy will be pleased Dementor's promoting women…He always seemed the hench-man kind of villain…
"What's that?..." he pointed behind them…
"Kid…Are you kidding…?" the female leader frowned at him…As the other two looked…
Whoa…The others backing a bit…
As another suited team of henchthugs poured into the foyer from the main entrance…
Hmmn?...The female staring at the sound…
"Professor!..." she cried into a radio in her fist… "Drakken's people!..." She raced for the gallery entrance, her comrades at her heels…
I'm saved by Dr. Drakken?...Ron blinked…Watching the Drakken team chasing after them…
Barclay pausing a second to give him a thumbs up…
Well, he is our Kimmy's guy after all…