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 XXXVIII…
Potential, nodding, as on-screen Drakken completed his recap of his previous lecture…
"Wow. Quite a record…And Bortel's gone and cut a deal with this nut?"
"I'm afraid it seems likely…Shego, as I told you, is at Bortel's lab now, pretending to be under the influence of his compliance chip."
"Poor Mo…EStM, she must be lovin' that…It's the doghouse for you, dad, when she gets back…" grin at Drakken…
Wan return smile… "Just so long as she gets back…I was hoping Bortel would send her here, to steal my conversion process, as he believes it…"
"You think Bortel's gone to spring the guy? Now?" Potential, a bit anxious.
"He's gone off the radar screen, evaded my drone surveillance…If I could only locate that UN…Excuse me, sweetheart, Barclay wants me…" he left the screen.
Hmmn…Potential felt the Kimmunicator, a replacement delivered that afternoon while she and Ron had been "out", in her pocket vibrate…
"My…Possible's…Tech support is callin'…Sally, you better take this." She handed Sally the Ipad. "535?...Can you let Dad know via your uplink? We better do a little song and dance for my boy, Wadey."
"Not a problem, Ms. Possible…" "Dr. Muffley"…
"Hey, Wade? What's the sitch?"
"Kim? Where are you? Out with your parents?" Wade's face on screen.
"Nope…These are folks from the archive museum…Just giving me some info on what Dementor…And Drakken's people…Took this am."
"So I'll be home soon, honey…" Sally was addressing Ipad via mike… "Sorry, but we had to meet with Ms. Possible, very urgent."
Drakken, listening in lair, also monitoring via video/audio feed from 535 and drones 210 and 37…
"Oh?..." Wade, carefully… "Anything of interest?..."
"Besides the Moldavian Crown Jewels, just one thing…Some old statue put away and some medals belonging to some old hero guy…A Colonel who did something famous…Guess Dementor's a collector as well as mad scientist and thief."
"Colonel Lindendon's medals and statue?" Wade, a bit anxious.
"Sounds like the name, yeah…Why?"
"Kim, could you ask the folks to pull over and let us talk in priv?"
Uh-oh…Potential…Sally…Walter…And Drakken and Barclay watching in lair…On the main viewscreen of which were now also displayed in various small screens, urgent emergency broadcasts and communications calling for immediate mobilization.
Bortel Labs…Reception Room…
She also serves who only sits and waits, Shego, desperately maintaining blank look…
Thank God apparently whoever's monitoring me didn't think it suspicious that I went to the bathroom…But then, "Master" Bortel never specifically forbade it…
"Shego?" Drakken's voice cutting in, via link… "Did you get that? The Throwback has escaped, repeat…The Throwback has escaped! Time to go, darling…"
"Shego?...It's too dangerous for you to stay…Bortel's plan may be to use you as a hostage."
Nice to know someone outside the family guessed you care…
"Dr…Bortel…I'm being contacted? Should I respond?" she addressed the room…
Drew, there's no way I'm tossing our best chance to learn the maniacs' master plan…Even if we can guess the general overview, the devil's…And our little girl's survival…Is in the details…
"Awaiting your instructions, Dr. Bortel…" she blandly told the room…
"Damnit, Sheila! Get out of there or I'm sending the team in to get you out…"
Hmmn…Probably not a bad idea, Bortel might get suspicious of you waiting so long for me…
"Sheila, please!"
"Dr. Drakken appears concerned about me?..." Shego addressed the room… "Dr. Bortel? Should I answer him?"
"Dr. Bortel commands you to remain where you are and tell Drakken all is well…" a voice over the desk intercom…
Well, finally…Make a girl feel unwanted after the big buildup of being chipped and all…Then neglected all day…
She pulled cell phone, dialing… "Hello, Dr. Drakken…This is Shego…Checking in?" plastic smile to screen…
Drew, darling…Play along…
"Uh, Shego? You've been there a long while? Any problems?"
"No, alls well…Have nothing to report just yet except that Bortel believed my story and providing the files I demanded…He was just busy today, so it's taken a while."
"Well, time to come home and make a full report, Shego. You should leave right now…Tell Bortel you have to report back to the DA's office and come back."
Right…Now…
"I just need to wait for Dr. Bortel, Dr. Drakken." Cheery tone, plastic smile. "He's bringing the files very shortly."
"Shego? I prefer you come back, now, please."
Please…Sheila…
"Hello, Ms. Sculder?" the intercom crackled… "Dr. Bortel here…Sorry for the delay und the keeping you, bit of a problem mit things. I should be back in a few minutes mit the files you vanted. Can you wait just a bit?"
No! Drakken glared…
"Certainly, Dr. Bortel…" smile…
"Vonderbar…There in ten or less. Again, very sorry for the delay. Bortel out."
"Yes, Dr. Bortel…"
"Boss?" Barclay eyed Drakken, Drakken nervously drumming fingers…
"Do I tell the fellas to go in?"
"Not yet…Bortel must be…Ah…" Drakken pointed to one of the various small screens, a feed from drone 72. Showing Bortel's craft emerging from cloud cover and heading into the Bortel Labs heliport on the roof of the main tower… "Have them stand by…Sheila? They've just landed…Please get out now, while you can!"
"Hello, Dr. Drakken? Did you hear Dr. Bortel say he was coming in? I'll wait for the files he's bringing, then go…Shego, out."
The phone went blank.
"Sheila? Sheila, please…Don't make me…"
"Dr. Drakken is asking me to stay and meet with Dr. Bortel again, then report…" Shego informed the room. Settling back to blank stare.
"So, this 'Drakken' is a relative of the Drakken I knew…?" Lindendon was looking at a picture on the craft's viewscreen as Bortel secured the ship in its landing bay.
"Ja, his grandfather…"
"A petty criminal and wretched coward…Useless to me…But this one is fairly intelligent you say…And dedicated to achieving power for himself?"
"Within his limits, ja…Though he hast always lost to me in our confrontations, he is rather clever…And his recent achievement with the young lady hero is somewhat impressive…"
"Impressive enough for you to seek alliance with me, yes…"
"I'd always hoped one day ve might work together, my friend…I have spent years carefully establishing a dialogue…"
"Of course…I meant no distrust or disrespect, Professor…I merely acknowledge that the current situation has reached a point where fast action was called for…And I am grateful." Nod. "I have always appreciated the company of superior intellect. It was a genius such as yourself who first showed me my destiny as the prototype for a new breed of superior man."
"And you, Mr. Avairius…" Lindendon surprised Avairius who been rather torn between being a bit put out by being ignored and pleased to not be as yet "sized up" by the Throwback…
"…Your telepathic gift for communication with other species intrigues me…If genetic, you will be extremely valuable in our future work in enhancing the Superior Man to his full potential."
Phew, made the cut…Barely…
Thanks, high ESPer scoring Mom and Dad…And my friends…
"Might, before we go to our deliberations, we see a demonstration of your abilities? I am rather fond of eagles…A superior creature, aloof and independent…" smile.
"Glad to…Professor?"
"Certainly, my boy…Ve are secure and our guest in the office has waited, she vill happily vait as long as we require."
"Yes, that female…" Lindendon, switching images to display Shego in green and black battle suit, in battle posture, firing plasma… "I've no great enthusiasm for allowing mere women to have such enhanced abilities, it gives them ideas, even above their station…Still, if any genetic trait can be secured from her, she might be of use as a breeder in our farms."
Hmmn…Avairius thought, issuing a summons…
I suppose I could do my bit, breeding for a superior Humanity under such conditions…
Though I'd best make it clear I prefer my relationships monogamous for both partners…
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