"Well would you look at that.." Shego said, smiling with her sharp teeth. Drakken heard the wicked demon, and turned around. As he began walking over to her, he saw what looked like another portal in front of her. He walked beside her, curious to see what she was staring at. He noticed it wasn't a portal, but more of a screen. The glowing yellow light around the image illuminated every crack and wrinkle in her face.

"Is it... a video recording?" Drakken questioned, confused at what ever had her attention. "That brat is trying to give the world a reason to fight." She folded her arms, watching the video message Kim Possible sent the world only hours before. "Foolish." She chuckles to herself, finally closing the small portal.

"Uhh... Master. You forget, this is Kim Possible. She can do anythin—

"I forget nothing." She quickly whipped around, speaking sternly to her minion. "She isn't anything more than a child, crying for mommy and daddy's approval by trying to help people. Pathetic. Her and that annoying sidekick of hers are just mortals. And they will break just like the rest." She brought her fist up, and clenched it tight.

"If that's the case, then why let her live this long? Why not kill her where she and the buffoon stood?" Drakken questioned. "I don't just want to kill her. For years, you and this body I now possess have been trying to destroy her. I can feel more and more of her hate, the longer I run through her soul. You and I aren't just going to kill her.." She stopped, and smiled deviously at Drakken.

"Our new army can hurt them..." She turned Drakken's attention to the now rapid waters of the fountain. The water inside was rushing so fast, it began to drench over the edges. It now has a lime green tint to it, glowing the same color as the cracks in the ground.

"But you and I... can rip them apart. Starting with their loved ones.." She put her hand on his shoulder, and raised her other hand with her sharp claws. In her palm, spawned another smaller portal. In this yellow illuminated bubble, revealed the Possible family, hiding in their basement. They both stared at the family for a moment, watching them comfort each other as they stayed silent to avoid the creatures of the outside world.

"I believe it's time we began..." Her sharp smile now wide as ever, as she clenched the portal in her hand—making it immediately disappear. She turned back to the portal, and strutted her new flame-clad body over to the stone edges of it. She then raised both hands as high as she could, slamming them down on the stone. They impacted so hard, her hands broke through most of the stone, throwing ruble in Drakken's face.

And just like that, the rushing water came to a stand still. Drakken watched in confusion, curious as to what she was doing. After waiting, he began to grow impatient. "Well? Now what-

FWOOSSHHHH

Every ounce of water in the fountain flushed into the air, breaking through the ceiling. Shego hovered through the fresh hole, and back to the surface. Leaving Drakken in the underground chamber, he sighed deeply in annoyance, and turned back to go up the stairs.

When he finally stepped foot back into the grass, he looked up in awe. She was levitating thirty feet in the air, the waters arching above her, and slamming directly into her chest. The throbbing pain made her scream in agony, but not in her demonic voice. Drakken could hear Shego's scream, and it began to frighten him. For only an instant, he felt his real self—the real Drakken, find his way out of his new monstrous, demonic figure.

As her chest began absorbing the last of the Mystic liquids, Drakken noticed her flames died out, all at once. He watched her freeze in place, before dropping directly to the ground. In shock, he quickly ran over to be directly to her bare naked body, and caught her in his massive arms. "Uhh... Sheila..?" He questioned, looking at her blank face. Her eyes were closed, with her mouth barely hanging open. "Sheila! Can you hear me!" He then began to worry.

As he was about to yell in attempt to wake her with frustration, he felt instantly terror as she reached up, and clenched his throat with all her might. "GAK!" He began gasping for breath.

"N-not... Sheila..." Her demonic voice finally spoke, beginning to arise from his arms. Her body was finally Shego once again, but her soul was still the demon who possessed the raven-haired woman. Drakken slowly dropped to his knees, beginning to feel weak.

"You will never... call me that name.. ever again." The female demon stood back to her bare feet, and finally released Drakken's neck. He dropped to the grass, trying to refill his lungs with oxygen.

As he coughed and hacked in the background, Shego began looking at her pale green arms. A smirk crawled on her face, as she clenched her sharp nails into a fist. "Finally.." The demonic voice spoke, and looked back at Drakken.

"It's time we begin the apocalypse.." She laughed evilly, reigniting her body with the glowing green flames she possessed only moments before.

"Come, Drakken." She made another portal with the circular motion of her arm, revealing a landscape of a snow covered city. "Where are we going now?" He whined, finally able to breathe normally again. She whipped her head around, and stared at him with the same grin.

"To Go City."

And with that, they both stepped through the portal, leaving it to close in the now fire-filled grasses of Peru.

Ron sat on the edge of his bed, and admired the beauty outside the window. Seeing a fresh, clear waterfall frozen solid. Every tree and every shrub were now covering in blankets of white. To top it off, there was no gusty wind or high breeze, only the soft falling snow. For the first time in the past few days, Ron's mind finally felt at peace. He truly felt the

Christmas-esque spirit piercing his soul once again.

He was so stunned at the view, he hardly paid any attention to the opening of the bathroom door behind him. Light steam began to fill the room, his neck hairs standing up at the feeling of the warm moisture. His favorite redhead walked out from the steamy bathroom, a white towel wrapped around the top of her chest. Her fluffy hair now looking thicker then ever. She shook here head, whipping the damp strands out of her face.

As she began patting her hair down and making it straighter, she looked up at Ron, who was still gazing through the window. She sat her brush down on the vanity, and walked over to him. "It's beautiful... isn't it." Kim softy spoke, wrapped her arm around his shoulder and sitting down next to him. "It's amazing. You'd never see anything like this in Middleton." Ron responded, barely turning his gaze to her.

Kim didn't know what to say. She loved seeing Ron at peace for once, especially for the times they were going through. "Kim.." His voice knocked her from deep thought. "Ya know... we've had weirder Christmases." Ron slightly laughed. "Uh... when?" Kim instantly questioned. "Okay you're right, this is definitely the weirdest holiday season I've ever had." He finally laughed, and rubbed the back of his neck.

She slightly chuckled, and laid her hand on top of his. She then leaned over, and sat her head on his shoulder. He slid his other arm around her and put it around her shoulder.

"What are we gonna do.." She finally sighed. He turned to look at her with confusion. "What do you mean?" He asked hesitantly, thinking she was hinting at fooling around. "To save the world. How do you think we can do it without this Staff of Anubis." She made quote marks with her fingers as she said the name. "Well... we'll just have to find if. You said it yourself. We can find it on our own, right?" Ron began to second guess himself. "Besides, it was in your vision."

"Ron, there's something I've got to tell you about that vision.." Kim quickly sat her head up. "The person who told me about the staff... was you." She slightly shrugged, unknowing of how Ron was going to react. "Wait, What? Now I'm lost." He looked at her with a raised brow.

"The vision wasn't a good one. It was terrible. I was in Middleton, future Middleton. That's where I ran into you. Well, it wasn't you-you, but it was still... you. You were already a grown man, still fighting the good fight to save the planet." She sighed deeply, beginning to squeeze his hand. "What else? What does the staff have to do with me?"

"You're the one who told me it was the only way to stop the Reaver. But if it doesn't really exist... then why did you tell me?" She turned her sad gaze to her boyfriend. He was at a loss for words. If he himself told Kim to find the staff... would he have a logical reason to tell her? If it didn't exists, why would he tell her about it? Was it metaphorical?

"Maybe... maybe it meant something different?" Ron tried to sound like it made sense. Clearly it was failing. "I just don't know, Ron. What if it's not real, and what if there really is no way to stop the Reaver's takeover? I wouldn't be able to live with myself if—

"Stop. Okay? Just stop. Myth or not, we can beat this thing. I know we can." He sternly interrupted her, staring her in the eyes. He sighed deeply, after seeing the outburst had shocked her. "Come here.." He said softly, pulling her into a warm entangling of his body.

"We have done the impossible. Us—as teenagers—started fighting crime at a young age. We busted dictators, a woman with superpowers, we even saved the planet from an alien invasion. KP, there isn't anything we can't do.." His tone shifted to upbeat. She looked up at him from his chest, seeing his smirk.

"You're Kim Possible... you can do anything." He finally said, putting had hand on her cheek.

She slowly lifted her head up, now even with his. Her worn and doubted look, then changed to a grim smile to match his.

"KP.. there's something I've been needing to tell you.. for a long time now.. I was going to tell you at the Christmas party, but we keep getting interrupted.."His face now glowing red, beginning to stutter in his speech.

"Ron... there's something I need to admit to you too..." She looked away from his eyes, now feeling her face warm up.

"I Uh.. Kim I.."

"Yeah..?"

Their faces now inching closer, mimicking that of when they were at the table during the Christmas party. Their noses touched, lips only centimeters away.

"I lov—

"Ahem."

They both broke away, and looked at the doorway with embarrassment. Monty was standing there, with his arms folded in his chest. "Oh come on! Why can we never finish this!" Ron then whines loudly, followed by pouting.

"I hate to interrupt your child-like romance, but I have something you need to see." He uncrossed his arms, and turned back to the hallway, walking away. Ron and Kim exchanged looks, then stood up. "Let me get dressed I'll meet you there in a sec." Kim said, and walked over to her burnt up bag.

Ron nodded, and followed Monty Fiske.

Monty walked over to the tricked-out computer at his desk, and turned the screen to face the incoming blonde teen. Ron stopped, and looked at the screen. What he saw, confused him.

It was Shego. But not Reaver possessed Shego. But from the looks of it, she had no clothes on. And she looked... frightened? Ron barely hid his attraction to the view of the top half of her breasts, and clicked the play button.

"Kimmie, listen closely because I don't have a lot of time. The Reaver is in Go City, and he plans on slaughtering millions until you come face him and his demonic army. He's already taken reign over the whole city and turned it into his own fortress. You have to destroy him, Kim... even if it means killing me to do it. I've never said this to you but... I believe in you. Now go. Save the world before he—

She stopped, staring at the camera with large eyes. Her eyes began to reignite into their glowing yellow flames, along with her hair. Not long after, her skin was once again glowing green flames. The demon Shego roared with a spine tingling scream, then stared back at the camera. Within seconds, the last thing Ron saw on the feed was her fiery arm reaching to the camera. Afterwards, it went to nothing but static.

Ron stared in horror, even after the video message ended.

"KIM!"