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 LIV…
Whoa…Barclay, Walter, Sally, assorted Drakken henchthugs and synthodroids watching the main viewscreen at Chez Drakken…
The droids naturally a bit downcast watching 535's sad end…
Such is the life of a synthodroid…
Still, a sacrifice for the greater good, namely our Creator's little girl…
"We better warn the Missus…" Sally urged. "It won't do for her to show just now…"
"Not sure just where she is, her jet's shielding is pretty good." Barclay noted. "I'll have to do a general broadcast."
"No…" Sally shook her head… "Use 535's frequency, her…Its…Link to the Boss…Shego must be monitoring…"
"But…" Barclay gulped…
"He'll be madder if she's really killed by the Throwback on landing…Quick!" Sally, anxiously.
"There She…Goes…" Walter noted, watching the green-and-black suited body fall into the water…
She will be remembered with honor, one of the human henchthugs noted kindly, patting the droid next to her.
"Boss…Shego…Better play it 'Shego's dead, oh no!'…" Barclay, hurriedly to his headset microphone… "Ma'am?! Really recommend you pull back!"
"What?" Drakken, trying to listen, while maintaining poise…
"Shego…" Avairius, equally shaken at the tragic sight… "No…" And the new Miss Possible's little flying pirouette of victory.
"What is going on here?" Dementor, staring… "Vas that Ms. Go und Ms. Drakken?"
Potential descending toward the deck, cautiously eyeing below…
Oh, God…Dad…Don't blow this…
Not sure if I've got enough fuel to haul you and Ron away…Even if I could get to you both in time…
"Repeat, play along 'Shego dead, oh no!'…" Barclay urgently.
Hmmn?
Hmmn…Shego in cockpit frowned…
Well, my double's been creamed, eh?...Slight grin…
Bet that was cathartic, sweethearts…And I do mean both of you…
"All right, Barc…I'm pulling up…I'll follow close in…For now…" she told her mike.
"Well done, Barc!" Walter patting…Sally beaming…Walter glancing round.
"Stopped her, guys!"
Faint cheers…Uncertain…
"Good thing!" he explained… "But…" he eyed the downcast droids… "Lets have a moment of silence for our fallen…"
"Sister…" Sally hissed. "They go with the last gender taken."
"…Sister, 535…" best Vader tones… "She has given the last full measure of devotion."
Bowed heads…
Barclay…When I have a moment alone…Drakken thought, trying to listen while keeping attention on his new "partners".
I left strict orders not to let Shego leave…
Though, to be honest once the chip failed, there really wasn't much hope of that…he reflected.
"Drakken…" Avairius had come over… "I don't understand…Why did your clone turn on Shego?" he eyed Drakken's rather absorbed face. "Drew?" a rather kind tone, the surprised Drakken noted….
"Hmmn?...Oh…"
Oh, right…Oh, no…
"Oh, dear Lord…What has she done?!"
"Merely proven herself a worthy ally, friend Drakken…" Lindendon's voice…
"Dad?" Potential, just set down…
"Really sorry about EStM…Inevitable, ya know?" she eyed his face…
"Oh, Kimberly…" he put hand to forehead…
"She killed Shego?" Dementor hissed to Avairius…Nervous glance at Potential now hugging Drakken…
Dad…I just killed Mom…Slight jab to side… A touch more…Something?
"Oh, Kimberly…!" Drakken pulled back, shaking head. "How could you?"
"Kinda a test, Dad…" Potential shrugged. Sudden beam. "Passed with flyin' colors, though. Eh, Colonel?"
"Most assuredly…" Lindendon bowed graciously.
"A test?!..." Avairius gasped…
Uh…He caught all eyes on him, even Drakken staring…
"Uh…She was valuable, what a waste!"
"Now, now, friend Avairius…Your concern for utility is admirable…" Lindendon, soothingly… "But I'm sure the doctor has her DNA stored somewhere, eh, Doctor?" he eyed Drakken.
"Well…"
"Problem solved, then." Lindendon beamed.
"What?" Potential glared. "I just killed her, at emotional risk to my relationship with my dad and you wanna bring her back…?"
"Certainly…As friend Avairius noted, her genetic material is of great value...Now, my dear…" he eyed her pout…."Well, when you're young and Evil you don't always understand these things, eh friend Drakken?" friendly nod to Drakken.
"I…" Drakken, a bit genuinely startled…
Knew The Throwback had a terrible rep but…
"They were married, Daddy's taking it a little to heart…" Potential noted calmly… "Dad, you knew it had to break one way or the other sooner or later...But I want you to know it was for you."
"I can heartily endorse that…" Lindendon nodded. "Your daughter made exactly the right, Evil choice and rescued what she cared about versus…Well…No offense to the dead, friend Drakken."
"He knows how I felt about StepMom…" Potential shrugged. "But that's a guarantee for Dad and Ron, right?"
"Married?" Avairius, blinking…
"Ach, my…" Dementor, a bit perturbed.
"Of course, dear…Your father is a worthy ally…As for your little friend from your previous life, I always keep my deals…And, Drakken? …Truly, condolences…But surely your process can deal with memory recovery…Assuming it was the real Mrs. Drakken?" Lindendon beamed. "No chance you were giving us a twofer, doctor?" friendly grin.
"Dad…?" Potential staring. "You wouldn't pull that on me? Cloned Shegos?"
"Well, dear…" Lindendon, indulgent look… "You realize we do want a troop of Miss Go's and hybrids for our new race…?"
"Brain-dead maids and mindless plasma-firing cannon fodder who take orders without question, sure…" she frowned. "But not fully functional StepMoms…Dad?!"
"Drakken…I…" Dementor, clearly shaken…
"Professor!..." the henchthug commander had come to them, pointing anxiously at a parachute now descending to the deck.
A green and black parachute…
"Oh, crap!..." Potential frowned.
"Dad!" pout…But a warmth within…
Mom…
But immediately a slight inward chill…
Oh, Mom…
I mean I get it…Glance Drakkenward, he trying to maintain noncommittal expression to puzzled look of Avairius, frown of Dementor (damn it, Drew, you had me going), shrewdly triumphant look of Lindendon…
Dad can't handle tragedy…Another five of introductory acting 101 and we'd've likely been in trouble…
But…Oh, Mom…
Bad idea…Bad idea…
"A true pity, Mrs. Drakken, the destruction of your clone…A work of art…" Lindendon smiled at Shego across the round table of the main cabin round which he, she, Drakken, Dementor, Avairius, and Potential all now sat.
"I'd loved to have examined it in detail if Miss Drakken hadn't disposed of the corpse."
"Didn't want to upset Dad…I wasn't let in on things…I never am…" frown.
"Dear girl, parents sometimes must keep secrets…And it only enhanced my appreciation of your performance…Dr. Drakken, you have unleashed true Evil in its purest and most irresistible form…" Lindendon raised a champagne glass… "I salute you as one of the new elite!"
"Thanks." Drakken raising glass. "Just felt it would be more impressive with two models."
"And I just love to be cloned…" Shego, smiling brightly. "Though I promise…This one is the real thing…Maybe…" grin as she sipped.
"Now there is a delightful point. When does it become impossible to distinguish human clone from original?" Lindendon
"Telomerase analysis…" Dementor noted. "Time-consuming and requiring an early DNA sample or at least a comparative analysis over time but a sure test. The clone can't help but show a lack of telomerase degeneration…"
"True enough…" Drakken nodded. "But you must admit, a very difficult procedure…Even young Wade, brilliant a little support fellow as he has been to Kimberly, didn't consider it worthwhile. And by the time such an analysis could be run, our clones could be anywhere or in unstoppable numbers."
"Speakin' of –stoppable…" Potential wiped lips. "Dad, is it ok? I wanna take Ron his dinner…EStM, you wanna throw me in and do the leer?"
"I'd love to, honey…" Shego noted. Drakken giving slight wave…
"If you require any threatening back up?" Lindendon, politely.
"Mom…EStM's…All the menace we should need for now, but thanks…" Potential nodded,
A relieved if somewhat desolate, eyeing Drakken's warm glance Shegoward, Avairius catching the beam in Shego's eye at that hastily corrected "Mom…"
So…They're a family…The blue twerp's gone and created himself a family…
Well, come on, birdman, lets not delude ourselves…It's really her. She always did love him…What else could have kept her running back to him, plot failure after failure? And now he's given her the daughter she always longed for…
You lucky so-and-so of evil…He eyed Drakken who was now beginning to sketch out his cloning process in vague but grandiose terms to the other "partners", even Dementor listening appreciatively.
And you poor, poor doomed fool….