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 XXXIV…
Five thousand feet above a secret United Nations' island prison fortress…Unlisted in any government file, never entered in any database…
And if you think you've heard of it somewhere and just have been telling friends so, beware that knock at your door in fifteen minutes…That girl is not a pizza delivery person.
"There it is…" Bortel pointed out the copter window…Avair looking to see the massive fortress.
"All this…An uncharted island perpetually shrouded in fog, walls thirty feet thick…An electronic radar barrier…A small army and fleet." Avair shook head.
"Und…A highest-tech, utterly classified force field that I helped to design…The true barrier…Within…Ja, all to hold…The Throwback…My…Er, our…New ally."
Uh…Avair pondered. "Cyrus…Suppose he doesn't care to deal?"
"Then…He stays here…But he'll deal." Bortel beamed.
"This is a top security area…" the radio on the copter dash crackled… "Reconfirm yourselves or be shot down!" Two jets swooping by…Pilots clearly ready and willing to fire.
The fourth check…Avair sighed. And we're to get this maniac out of here, how?
"Ja, hello. Dr. Cyrus Bortel and Dr. Alan Avair, to perform our routine check? Clearance 'Delta-five-oh-oh-nine-Tango-seven CB'."
"Clearance confirmed…Proceed to coordinates for landing…Any deviation from course and you will be shot down! Have identification at hand on landing!"
"I hope the ends justify the means…" Avair sighed.
Shego eyeing wall of Bortel's reception room…
Yeah, nothing like spending the day blankly staring at a blank wall…Really focuses the mind.
On what I'll do to Dementor when he gets back and we know what's what as to his plans for Kimberly…
Patience, girl…Dementor had a reason for not leaving me in a cell to be certain…There's gotta be a camera or henchguy at peephole round here watching me.
The Throwback…Hmmn…Seems I've heard that name…
Well, college football, sure…I'd a crush on that dork Johnny Flemming…Flaming Flemming…
Not only for his flamboyant throwing style…Which would have been ok, sure, if he hadn't picked me to be his cover girl for the year.
Way to build a shy girl's self-esteem for a year and then crush it down into mashed pulp, John…
Well, he's a TV star now…Hardly a candidate for Bortel's new super ally.
"Ma'am…?" Voice in her head, via implanted receiver… "The Boss says it's ok for me to check in, Bortel will be expecting it and this is too well encrypted to break if he detects the signal. Uh, Barclay here, over. "
I can't reply, you idiot…she fumed a bit.
"I guess you can't talk, uh…Just to let you know…Kimmy's still with Ronald, the buffoon? But there's a little problem we're worried about here. Uh, over."
"Maybe I should tell her…" Sally's voice… "I think we should leave it to the Boss…" Walter's, uncertain… "I think we oughta…" Barclay…
Shego, blinking…
What the ….?
Oh, God…No…She wouldn't have…Evil as she is…Not my little Kimberly…
Oh, why didn't I have that talk with her like Drew said?!
Ron…Stoppable…You have just made it to the top of my enemies list.
Calm, calm…Lets keep it professional…Blank look…
Besides…Gotta be fair, our little minx probably pushed pretty hard…
But…HE didn't have to go along.
"She's in love, ma'am…" Barclay, after brief discussion, difficult to hear. "We mean the real thing, the whole shebang…She was ready to spill the beans to him just now."
"What!"
Uh…"What, Dr. Bortel? Are you there? Dr. Drakken's people are trying to contact me…" hastily…
"She's heard us…" Barclay's voice…
"Ma'am, it's true…" Sally cut in… "And the Boss is so worried for her…I don't think he expected this…And she's…Oh, ma'am…She's so sad…It's the real thing, ma'am."
In love, Possible's full heart…And pure evil…Loving us…And that kid…And understanding, now, what that has to mean, in the end….
Wanting me dead…And wanting to love her mommy…And not hurt daddy….
Mrs. K saw it, warned us. And I know all too well what the end must be…
Of all schemes to succeed…Only wildly beyond our hopes…This has to be it.
Oh, God…What have we done, Drew?
"Barclay?..." Drakken's voice now… "Are you in communication with Mrs. Drakken?...Shego? Oh, right, don't answer, sorry…Attention, people, emergency meeting in the main hall, five minutes, all non-surveillance staff. Barclay, you join us in the hall but leave my line to Mrs. Drakken open, we'll trust the encryption will hold. "
Red alert siren buzzing a moment later…Henchstaff pouring into the hall…
"Sweetheart? Sorry I wasn't the one to tell you…" Drew, audible sigh… "It's true…Shego, she's transcended beyond any parameters I set…Our little girl has grown up and is in love. And I've no idea how to save her. "
"Oh, Sheila, what have I done?"
Potential, assuring Ron she was just having a blue…Dad would appreciate the secret pun…Moment…Had let him take her to the Possibles'.
Well, score one for full emotives…All systems check out, field test…
Daddy, why didn't you warn me I could feel like this…?
…all too successful.
Still…She gave Ron a hug, releasing him gently… "See ya…Thanks."
...I am what I am…Kim Potential Drakken…
Never knew how much "potential", eh, Dad?
"Kim?" Dr. Mrs. Possible gave her a worried look. "Did it go ok, today?"
"Absolutely…Mom…" she nodded…
"Got a line on the guys pulling the latest heists, no major injuries…"
"And Dr. Drakken?"
"Looks like he and Professor Dementor are battling it out over something…We'll see."
"But you're ok…Kim?"
"Copacetic, Ma…Thanks." Grin. Pat.
He trusts me, the idiot…He loves me…Oh…
Seven days' life has not prepared me for this…
But Dad's in love…He's squared it with his nature. Sure. And so can I…I'll just…
He'll hate me when he learns everything…He'll have to…It's his nature. Whatever happens to the Kim cicle, there'll never be a place for me. She went up the stairs, passing her father's closed study, pausing instinctively.
There's no place for me anywhere…Not here with the stiffs…Not with Ron…Not even with my real family. Cause I'll hurt them, all of them, sooner or later…It's my nature, even if I'd rather be dead…Rather never have been born…Than hurt all these people I can't help loving…And hurting. She stared at the study door…
"Your dad's still at the lab, Kim." Dr. Mrs. P noted, watching her from the bottom of the stairs.
Yeah…I imagine he is…
But at least he always keeps a fleet of drones on me…And is never too busy to talk to me.
Poor kid, original me…Wan smile…
"Kim? If you need to talk?"
Mom, who is not my mom, I'm a clone who's betrayed and defeated your daughter, lied to you, and much as she longs to be loved and held and give love as well as receive it, must eventually destroy everyone she loves, including the only thing close to a mom and dad and beloved mate she's ever likely to have…
Nope, I don't think so…
"Nah, Mom, thanks…" wan smile back to the worried face… "I'm fine, really…"