I do not own any Disney characters named herein and am only borrowing them to tell a nonprofit tale meant for entertainment purposes only.
Kim Possible: Gifted
By LJ58
17
Two days later, Kim was still waiting on word from the school that was now reviewing all her tutoring sessions, and tests. She spent more time working with Shego and worked out harder than ever after learning through trial and error that Shego's new force field let her fight her head-on without worrying about being burned if her plasma flared involuntarily.
The boys were gleeful about that discovery but now wanted to know if someone could actually replicate her power.
She had yet to let them test her with that goal in mind. She felt they did enough. Especially after they turned their home into a sealed fortress practically overnight. When they had gleefully demonstrated the new house security system designed to protect, or assault attackers, even their mother just shook her head and went on to work.
"Can you get that," Kim shouted at Shego as the phone rang, the pair of them the only ones in the house just then.
"And you can't because….?"
"Busy," the redhead grinned, watching the gymnastics video with careful attention as the slender brunette on the screen spun wildly from the hanging rings.
Shego rolled her eyes, and shot the redhead a scowl, but headed for the phone.
"Possible residence," she announced, figuring it had to be for the doctors, who weren't home, or someone complaining about the twins, who were still holed up in their bedroom/lab just then doing whatever was in their head now.
"Listen closely, Miss Gordeaux or your brothers will pay the price for your defiance," a low, mocking tone spat.
"What," she sputtered.
"Listen," the voice snapped. "We know who you are. We know why you are in Middleton. You will pay heed to us, or you will regret defying us. Or rather, your brothers will pay," the voice mocked. "Now, listening," the speaker demanded.
"I'm listening," Shego snarled, promising herself that someone was going to pay if this was a joke, or not.
"Bring the specimen…. That is Miss Possible, back to the DARPA lab where she escaped. Do it at once without notifying anyone. Failure to comply means your brothers suffer. For so long as we allow them to live," the voice mocked. "The clock, need I say, is ticking," the speaker quipped, and hung up.
Shego stared at the phone as the line disconnected, and then looked over at Kim still staring at the video she was studying.
"Princess," she murmured. She sat there like a little princess, so sure of her world now that she had found her place in it. So sure nothing could hurt her now.
On impulse, Shego hung up the phone and pulled out her own cell phone. She dialed Marty's number, but couldn't get anyone to answer. She frowned and noted there was no answering service either. She frowned and hung up. After a moment, she tried calling her parents, and there was still no answer.
She frowned, and hung up, and eyed Kim.
"Kim, we have a problem."
"What is it, Shego," Kim turned from the television now in spite of her interest, which told Shego how much the girl did listen when it mattered.
"Someone took my brothers," she told her. "I can't get them to answer their phones, but that call….? They claim they have them, and if I don't bring you back to that lab, they'll….."
Kim's green eyes shuttered, and she scowled as she rose to her feet, fists clenched, and green plasma fluttering.
"You have your watch," Kim asked her, green eyes flitting toward Shego's wrist covered by a stylish green blouse.
"Yeah. Been wearing it since the boys handed it over. Just in case," she told her, yet to reveal something she had been wondering about, but knowing now was definitely not the time.
"Then let's go get your family," Kim told her, a look of fury on her face.
"Kim…."
"You already lost one brother because of me," Kim surprised her by saying. "I won't be the cause of you losing more of your family. Besides, I'm not the same scared little girl they think I am any longer," she smiled. "Am I?"
Shego considered Kim's martial skills that had been growing exponentially of late and smirked.
"Kimmie, I think we may both shock these clowns. But are you ready for what we might have to do," she asked quietly, knowing Kim still had issues with her powers.
"For this, I'll make an exception. Besides, I do have a lot more control these days," she added. "So, just one question…."
"Yeah, we had better leave your family a note."
"Actually, I was wondering if we should call that Director woman. Do you think this could be that Gemini guy?"
Shego frowned at that, and then slowly shook her head.
"I don't get that megalomaniac vibe from this one. I think it is some of those researchers trying to play god again, and they think we are the type to just roll over, and play dead when they threaten us," Shego admitted.
Kim's right brow rose, a habit Shego knew she had picked up from her mother when she was there to hear the boys' latest excuses.
"I do have some experience with these guys," Shego reminded her. "This one feels….like amateurs. Not madmen."
"Oh, they're nuts. If they think they can just stick me back in a cage again, they are definitely mad," Kim said in a low, grumbling voice.
"Right. So, ready to go?"
"We'd better use ANI this time," she told her. "She can fly us there in no time," she reminded the dark-haired woman.
Shego, who had learned her car could actually fly now and had a robotic AI now running the systems the boys were still upgrading, was still less than trusting. She had a lot of bad experiences with robots in general, and overly complex systems in particular.
"Maybe we should….."
"This is for your brothers, Shego," Kim reminded her. "Let's go get them," Kim told her.
"Right. And let's not bring in the Cyclops. Her kind tends to overly complicate matters, too. You can bet they wouldn't want you going anywhere near that place, and they would probably try to make me stay away, too."
"Well, that's not happening," Kim grinned now, her fists relaxing by then, and she just gestured to the kitchen. "Should we bring lunch?"
"We'll stop on the way back. Either way, I don't see this taking long between us," Shego said in a harsh tone of her own.
"Got that right," Kim grinned and reached for her jacket. "Let's go get them."
"I'll write that note. I get the feeling it'll be best coming from me."
"Not going to call?"
"They'd only say no, too," Shego shrugged.
"The boys would probably offer to come with," Kim grinned.
"Oy, they would, wouldn't they," Shego realized as she scribbled a fast explanation on a tablet, and left it propped near James' chair.
"They would. So it would best not to let them know just yet. They might get hurt," she pointed out.
Shego wondered if she even realized just how dangerous those two boys could be yet. Unlike Kim's careless attitude of late, she listened when Ann complained of the twins' building anti-gravity devices, laser turrets to bedevil the neighbor, or their dogs, and trying to build robot armors to play whatever games were in their minds.
Apparently, just launching rockets had become passé for them.
Five minutes later, the pair were in her car, and Kim activated the AI by just calling her. Six minutes later, Shego was holding tightly to the wheel as the robot-drive lifted and propelled her car through the sky at high speed on a rendezvous with whoever was out there.
Kim just stared out her window, looking gleeful.
~KP~
"Crash reports movement, ma'am," Will told Dr. Director as he simply walked into her office without preamble this time.
"Define this movement."
"Apparently, the brothers were doing more than anticipated to Miss Gordeaux's vehicle. It just launched like a VTOL and flew northeast. Yes, she and Miss Possible were both inside. We're rechecking recent incoming calls, and trying to find out a motive, but they took off in an apparent hurry. Crash split his team to pursue, but wanted to know if you wanted to intercept."
"I see. Vet those calls, Agent Du, and get us a possible motivation, although I could guess. Meanwhile, have Crash keep the rest of his team in place, and watching the secondary targets. This could be a diversion to make it easier to take hostages," she pointed out.
"Understood. I'll relay your orders at once, and hopefully we'll have something from records by the time I return to command," he nodded as he turned to go.
"And, Du?"
"Ma'am?"
"Prep two strike teams, and prepare them to launch. Wherever they land, I have the feeling we need to be there," Betty told him as she rose from behind her desk, and strapped her own weapons' belt around her slender hips.
"Right away," he nodded and turned to go.
~KP~
"Do we have any idea why everyone is suddenly moving about so erratically," Gemini demanded of his Beta as he watched the multiple monitors set up via his new fly cams that were based on insects with tiny spy cams built into them.
The devices made spying on certain targets much easier than the usual conventional means, and unless someone caught on, it gave WEE an edge in gathering intelligence for the moment. Gemini had already suggested whoever betrayed his latest innovation would not live to regret it. Only he promised they would regret it before they were allowed to pass.
No one doubted him.
"We have a patch on the….enemy's files, sir," Beta reported. "Someone just coerced Shego into bringing Possible back to the DARPA lab she broke out of earlier this year."
To their surprise, the one-eyed man only chortled as he sat back idly stroking his trembling pet.
"Orders, sir?"
"We wait, Beta," the man smiled. "For this is a rare opportunity," he smirked, noting the monitor that showed the two women in the car flying toward their apparent enemy. "Not only do we get to see our potential Alpha in action, but we will also find out just how powerful she can be when allowed to act willfully."
"I thought we already knew that," Kappa asked, the newest man in that post looking confused.
Not one man around them in the command center groaned.
They wanted to, badly, but they didn't.
"Kappa," Gemini smiled.
"Sir," he asked.
"It is evident you know nothing of strategy or tactics. Go to Section Five for your new assignment. Now," he growled.
Gemini switched on another monitor, watching the chagrinned man leaving, going down several halls, and every man there grimaced as the newcomer stepped into a hatch with a large Roman numeral five on the door.
The moment he closed the hatch Gemini pushed a button on a nearby console and smirked as the loud sound of something flushing filled the air, and the aborted scream announced Kappa-Nine being launched into the ocean, over ten miles below the surface.
The men stood grim and silent and waited for their leader to speak again.
"Well, now that the imbecile is gone, prep a team for our next operation. Once this likely to be trivial matter is dealt with, they will likely feel safe, secure, and that will be the perfect time for us to move. Have we secured the data we require for a viable target?"
"Sir," Beta dared speak. "After extensive monitoring, it seems that Possible appears to have affection for all of her family, and the Gordeaux woman. However, opportunity suggests that the mother or brothers are the best targets as the father does work in a highly secured location."
"I see," he murmured and eyed the monitors around him again.
"It is obvious," he declared. "Get our people in place. We will take our target on my command. We just have to be in place, and exploit their own weakness," he smiled. "Now, let us watch our future operative in action," he smiled as he noted the unlikely transport now settling to the ground not far from the apparently less than abandoned lab. "I wager this should be….informative, so keep that fly on the ladies, Gamma," he told the man in charge of communications.
The man swallowed and wished he had been off-duty today. Even he knew Gemini could be creative with his punishments when he felt thwarted. Or even accidents happened. He kept the fly focused on the women and prayed nothing happened as they climbed out of the vehicle, and then kept it close as they moved toward the sealed metal hatch obviously replaced since her breakout.
To Be Continued…..