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 XXXIX…
"So Wadeo, the details?..." Potential, standing near the car bearing the phony museum staff, Drakken team members Sally, Walter, and synthodroid 535, eyed a nervous Wade…Who mopped brow.
"This is big, Kim…What do you know about this Colonel Lindendon, Marlon Lindendon?"
"The flying guy?...Famous pilot, right."
"His better days…And have you ever heard of a guy called, The Throwback?"
"Football player? Is he at Middleton?"
"Colonel Lindendon's alter ego…Whole persona since he turned evil, I guess…Have a look…"
Image of hulking LIndendon, in rage, on screen…
"Ok…Tres hulk mode…But isn't he dead? Or extremely old now? Is this about his son or daughter, out to avenge Dad?"
Cause I could get into that…
"Unt-uh…" shake of head. "The Throwback is very much alive…And was, until forty-six minutes ago, held in a high tech maximum security UN fortress behind a super-secret, ultra high tech force field barrier."
"Barrier gone poof? And this Colonel flew the UN coop?"
"Killed his way out, more like it…Casualties are still coming in but there are over 5000 confirmed deaths…And they expect they just haven't found all the pieces yet…"
"So the UN wants Kim Possible?...Nice, so we drop Operation Drakken vs Dementor and…"
"Not exactly…" Wade eyed her… "This guy had help…Someone who knew the force field system very well…"
"Cyrus Bortel…I suppose Ron's told you about my suspicions about him?" Potential, repressing a touch of smugness…
Yeah, tech geek…The girl put it together and nailed the sob down…Though I must give credit to Twinie who guessed but hated to think anything bad about the kindly old fart.
Coward…Never saw my dad pulling that kind of phony persona, for any length of time outside the requirements of a mission…
"You could have be right about him, Kim. But of course we still have to rule out a synthodroid or something in Bortel's place. And I'm beginning to wonder about Drakken's stolen biologic equipment…"
"Yeah?"
"It would be the sort of stuff the Throwback would want…He's been obsessed with passing on his traits to offspring…An army of offspring…"
"You think Dr. Drakken would help a Nazi clone an army of Nazis?" Potential, anger in her voice…
"Kim?"
Ooops…That word…And watch the loving daughter-defensiveness, girl…
"I mean…It's not his style, Wade…He's evil but not Evil, capitals…And he prefers to run his own show. I'd say Bortel is our man."
"And Drakken's team showing up at the archives? Coincidence? Or maybe he wanted you to believe Dementor was at work here…It could have been a droid doing the Professor as well…"
"You're entitled to your opinion, natch…I say it's Bortel…And he was the only one who fully understood the force field, had access…"
Actually, I'm rather flattered the boy thinks so highly of me as a criminal mastermind…Drakken thought, listening…
"I can't believe that nice old man could have been Professor Dementor all along."
"I didn't wanna believe it either, Wade…Still, if he designed the force field and you gotta wonder about all those weapony/mind controlling things like the compliance chip and all…Wade…" sly look, smile… "You're not defending old Cyrus 'cause he praised your design of the Kimmunicator that time, are you?"
"That was nice of him…But I'm just considering all options…Could even be Drakken/Dementor/Throwback as a team…Just trying to confuse us at the archives."
"Could be, I guess…" Potential nodded. "Well, sounds like we better focus on the immediate, major problem and consider the junior allies later…This new guy…" she brushed back hair. "What's his deal?"
"American traitor, Nazi, kinda ultra strong and super smart thanks to treatments, just about every kind of treatment. Inclined to rage and mayhem…Big time…When angry due to treatments…Believes he's destined to rule the world as a Superior Being and all that Nazi jazz he picked up from them. He also has the ability to alter his molecular structure from liquid "terminator-style" to solid carbonite and knows his fighting stuff. And if he does have a partner in Bortel or just controls him somehow, he has a major industrial/research lab complex/factory network behind him now. Or even Drakken could provide him with some support, though not as good…
Some of us spend our lives dedicated to our Evil work, others to filthy coin, kiddo…
Plus mucho global connections whom he can blackmail and has, in the past. And…There's a reason he's called 'The Throwback'...And it's not due to his prowess on the football field…"
"Oh?..."
"Racist, sexist…I mean KKK, Nazi, kill them all, gas the kids, old folks, disabled, enslave the rest, and put our women back in the kitchen…Not our usual good ole 'I wanna rule the world to prove how smart I am or cause I'm scared by letting other people run it' run-of-the-mill world conqueror."
"Nice…"
"Kim, they say he really enjoys hurting and humiliating women…His wife betrayed him when she found out just how crazy and evil his notions were and he blames all women. As in, stop in the middle of a big, decisive battle to hurt them, hate."
"So avoid fighting him in dark alleys…" grin…
"Kim…Avoid fighting him, period. No one wants you to take him on, just to try to get a line on him and observe while we let the UN assemble a team…Army, Air Force, Navy, Gos, and other assorted heros…It'll take that…They may even do what they did last time they fought him and offer amnesty to certain supervillains who help out."
"Check…Line, observe…" she nodded…
"Kim?..." stern look…
Kimberly…Listen to the fine young man…Drakken eyed his screen… Anxiously listening via Sally's microphone and camera held at car window and 535's sensor link.
"No death wishes here, Wade…" smile. "Have you told Ron yet?"
"He's patched in…And wants you to go home and stay there…"
"You mean exactly where this clown Lindendon will come looking for me? If he decides a teenaged girl is worthy of his steel…I don't want my family in danger…"
Well, frankly…I could bear up under the loss of the stiffs…But I know Bortel or whoever and his new boyfriend won't be looking for me there…
And I guess I wouldn't really like to see the stiff mom hurt…No…And after all, it's a respect thing…I'm the one to do any hurting of the Possible family, my stepguys.
"I've already thought of that and arranged for them to be taken to a safe location…You'll stay at the house so it won't look suspicious and we can concentrate part of the monitoring and defense effort on you in one place. He has other potential targets…Old enemies, government leaders and scientists…We're protecting them as well…"
"I mucho prefer action to reaction, Wade…What about checking Bortel Labs?"
"The UN's preparing an assault…"
"That could take days…Why don't I go over, right now, and see what's what…"
"I don't think you should go in alone, it's too likely to be either the right place or better yet, a trap…Bortel knows you've guessed, Ron said."
"Yeah." Sheepish tone. "I guess telling him I knew wasn't the smartest way to go…"
"You go in alone, we lose you…" Wade eyed her. "This isn't Shego or Dementor's thugs or Drakken's droids you'd be fighting Kim…Even with the battle suit, the odds are stacked against you. "
"I'll just survey…Pull out if I find anything. I could just go in as lovable Kim, checking on Dr. Bortel…"
The hell you will…Drakken…
"He knows…" Wade began… "If he really is…"
"But he won't wanna admit it if I give him an out…So I just claim it was a ruse to bring Dementor out, he pretends to buy it. He'll have things covered but I'll sniff something out…He likes to play the cautious game."
"That may be Dementor's style…It's not the Throwback's…"
"These guys learn patience in prison…Look at Drakken…" she smiled.
Keep telling her, Wade, you dear voice of reason…Drakken… We do not go into the Throwback's lair alone.
"I won't go chargin'…Just a friendly 'Everything, ok'…"
"We have a recon team already, Kim…" Wade sighed. "And no offense, but I told the UN people we approved their going in…We'll help out in the assault if they can use…"
"We?..." Potential, annoyed…
"We as in you…Sorry…"
What am I sayin'?...Thanks, Wade…Slight gulp…
Methinks I'm getting to live my role too much…she blinked. We are Drakken, we are self-preservation…
Yep, a nice, honorable out…Bein' realistic…And tomorrow back to school with my honey…Who will doubtless applaud my new found, hard-headed practicality.
Doubtless…Yeah…
Oh, marvelous, brilliant boy…And not all that much younger than Kimberly in age…Certainly much older mentally…Drakken thought, beaming at the file reference image of Wade displayed next to video feed on screen.
Not that I'd interfere in Kimberly's romantic life…But if she should have the good sense to go for brains over…
Whatever the hell the buffoon has…
"Well, if they think so…" Potential began…Trying to put on a disappointed tone…
Image of falling Shego…
Mom…?
Oh, God, Mom…
"Uh…Wade? What recon team?"
"The best, sorta…And really well-suited…"
"Who?!" urgently, staring at the screen…
Oh, Lord…Drakken eyed image of approaching jet on feed from drone 37 in position near Bortel Labs…
My brothers-in-law…To the, right, rescue…