The teens stared at the woman, unable to process what was right before them. The sight was so distressing, even their bodies had stopped shaking. They just looked at her wide eyed in silence.
The woman slowly turned to look at them, blood now running down her chin. "I..I-I.." She couldn't even speak. Her body shook with weakness, as she could feel the life force beginning to leave her body. As she tried to turn her entire nude body, she finally fell over in the snow. The snow turned crimson as she finally dropped over.
"N-no..." Kim said with a quivering lip.
"Kimmie.." She exhaled, feeling the cold wet snow on her nude body.
"No... nonoNO!" Kim's voice raises to yelling. "SHEGO!" She finally screamed, as the tears she tried so hard to fight back began to roll down her cheeks. Shego's blank face said a thousand words, her half eyed gaze staring into Kim's emerald eyes. She weakly reached up, arm shaking like a mad dog. Between her fingertips she easily pinched Kim's red locks, and stroked down them.
"A-all the years I spent t-trying to kill you..." She said hoarsely. She spit up blood on the ground right next to her shoulder after she spoke. "And I n-never thought... I'd be the one d-dying to s..save you.." they both watched her face, fade into a slight frown.
"A-and you... sidekick." She let out a brief chuckle, as she turned to look at Ron. "Of all the t-times I beat you black... and s-somehow you still managed to evade m-me.. lucky little s-shit.." She laughed again, followed by a violent fit of bloody coughing. He didn't respond however, his baggy eyes just continued to stare.
"B-but... just... why.." She heard Kim sob. She turned her head to look back at the crying teen. Her teeth were visible clenched tightly, as her eyes nearly bulged out of her head.
"I hated you.. God I f-fucking hated you. For so long I w-wanted nothing more than to see you finally b-bite the dust.." She returns to her blank face, speaking to the crying hero. "I was gonna save her... why did you—
"No. Y-you weren't... you knew as well as I d-did, you wouldn't have made it in time." Even dying, Shego gave the boy some sass.
Ron felt Kim slowly grab his hand, and clench on it with all her might.
"Damn it.. all that m-money gone... I was finally earning money for fighting the g-good fight. My f-future was so bright.." She finally felt a went tear stream down her face.
"T-then why did you save me.." Kim finally attempted to speak clearly.
Shego turned her entire head to look at the girl. That's when Kim noticed, Shego was close to crying as hard as she was. A weak smile crawled onto her lips, now crimson red.
"B-because yours was brighter..."
They froze. Hearing that sentence alone, shattered their hearts whole.
"You truly see it, don't you children." The finally heard the sinister laughter ahead of them. "As I have said before... death follows you everywhere." He laughed again, only this time harder.
When Kim looked up at him, her tears had stopped. The fiery rage brewing inside her, was unmatchable. Her eyes were beet red, with a hateful glare that no one had yet seen. As she held Shego's dying body in her arms, she felt something she had never before. She had the terrible feeling of bloodlust. Finally for the first time, she was just itching to kill. To kill him.
"Go on K-Kim... save the world..." Shego's voice finally began to fade off, as she felt she was only seconds away from seeing the true bright light. "You w-were always... m..meant... to..." She finally said. And with that last sentence, Kim felt the weight in her arms, begin to increase. The day had finally came she never thought she'd witness with her own eyes. Shego's death.
She looked from the dying body, and gasped at what she saw. The green tint of her skin, was slowly beginning to fade away. It slowly began to disappear from her feet, as more and more of her body turned Caucasian white. She didn't die as Shego. Her spirit finally left her body.. as Sheila.
When she looked back up at the demon, her eyes burnt with nothing but rage. "You.." She spoke darkly. Ron looked at her with remorse, feeling what she felt just by gazing into her eyes. The pain she felt as Shego died in her arms. He knew what she was about to do. Never in a thousand years would he want to witness what he was about to see, but he knew what had to be done. He never wished to see the sweet, caring and selfless Kim Possible act out in such brutal violence, but he wasn't going to stop her. He couldn't.
"I will fucking kill you..." She said darkly, with some of her thick red hair in front of her face.
"I'LL KILL YOU!" She screamed as loud as she could, finally jumping back up to her feet. As soon as her feet hit the ground, the Reaver dashed back at her.
She blocked his single arm, still with the bony blade extending from his hand. Grabbing his wrist and bicep, she then brought his arm up, and twisted it behind his back. He screamed in pain as he felt his immortal bones being crushed while his arm twisted. He knew it would heal, but it still hurt like a mother. While briefly incapacitated, he then took a jump kick straight into the jaw, followed by a bare fisted punch to the temple.
He quickly turned his body to try and slash at her with his hand blade, only to be evaded by a back flip over the slice. She then hopped on the wall of the mattress store next to her, and did another backflip off the torn up concrete wall. As he sliced horizontally at her again, his blades arm pierced the hard cement, now stuck. Kim then slid under her legs, and kicked them out from underneath him.
When she picked herself up, she was the glowing golden light from the corner of her eye. On the ground a few feet from her, was the ancient relic. Thinking fast, she scurried back to her feet, and finally ran back to the Staff of Anubis.
"No you don't!" The evil spirit yelled, as he finally pulled her hand from the wall. Within seconds he merged his hand back into its usual state— all five fingers intact. He then grabbed her ankle, stopping her in her tracks. He stood back to his feet, and slammed her into the same wall. She moaned in pain as she felt the side of her head smack hard against the partially destroyed wall.
He was about to plow his fist clean through her abdomen, but she rolled out of the way right in time. His fist plowed so deep into the road, but caused the street to crack and break apart.
The girl jumped back to her feet, and dropped her elbow right on the back of his neck. At the very last second, she watched him pull his hand out from the ground. That's when she felt that same energy again. The same energy she felt when the staff had spawned itself in her hand.
As the power once again ran through his veins, she stretched her right arm completely out, opening all her fingers. To her surprise, the Staff flew straight at her, impacting in her palm. She clenched tightly on the staff, and quickly changed it back into a blade with her mind.
The arm he attempted to throw a fist with, soared right toward her face. But Kim brought golden sword up in time, barely blocking her face. His wrist impacted heavily on the sharp serrated edge of the blade, completely losing his hand in the process. He screamed in agony, as he was now stuck on his knees—no hands to attack.
The sword in her hand, now changed into a massive mallet. She swung clear into the side of his face, tossing him to the ground as he screamed in agony. with her mind, she once again changed the form of the weapon, now forming a pair of sharp, golden brass knuckles.
"You know child in hindsight, I should—
"SHUTUP!" Kim screamed, followed by a hard punch to the face. "JUST SHUTUP!" She screamed again, followed by another hook to the face.
"NO MORE HOLDING BACK!" She threw a left punch.
"NO MORE DEATH!" A right hook.
"NO MORE DESTRUCTION!" A left hook.
"NO MORE SUFFERING!" Another right punch.
"AND NO MORE REAVER!" Kim finally screamed. She let him have several more punches to the face, before finally depleting all of her leftover energy. Her fists had ashy smoke burning from her knuckles, as they bled from being so burnt. They were chard black, with dark red spots in the middle. Not even the ancient weapon could protect her hands against his fiery person. She breathed heavily, as the world finally fell silent.
She stared him straight at him, looking at his now distorted face. The burning orange face, now had yellow cracks in it—getting bigger and adding more with each punch he took. He looked at her with weakness—shock and distress filling his gaze.
"W-What.. ARE.. you?" He said in discomfort and terror.
Kim's golden knuckles then disappeared, and formed back into the golden blade she had used. She stood back on her feet, and let the demon slouch in agony.
With an angry blank face, she then brought the glowing sword up to shoulder height. A small smirk, on the side of her face. After staring at him for a brief second, she finally spoke.
"I'm Kim Possible."
She then bright the blade down and plowed it right into the chest of the demon. She and Ron both watched him scream in pain, seeing the sword shank straight through his chest and exiting through his back. The large hole in his body now flowed bright yellow, illuminating almost as bright as the blade itself.
"No.. NOOOOOOOO!!" He screamed, feeling his own spirit begin to fade away. Then, a bright orange stream of light began to lift from his body. His physical form began to deteriorate, sending his evil soul off into the sky. Within a minute's pass, the entire body had turned to bright ash and lifted off into the air—never to be seen again.
James Possible had pinned a monster down by its throat, shoving it down to the ground. All around him, was nothing but the very violence that filled the city. He briefly looked around at his family, hoping to see them all whooping ass as he was. Even in his current age moving around like this wasn't too terribly hard, but he couldn't definitely tell his body was starting to age.
He looked back down at the rocking monster on the ground, struggling to escape. One of its hands was missing, draining blood into the cold snow like a water hose. And its other, was blocked by James' body. Mr. Dr. P's free hand had one of the twins' modified weapons. It resembled that of a Glock, but only to a certain extent. Only god knew where they got the pieces to build such a killing machine, but he would worry about their punishment at a later time.
He pressed the barrel of the weapon against the forehead of the beast, trying to steady it so he could pull the trigger. "Stop squirming, damn it!" He yelled, trying to keep the monster still.
But right as he was squeezing the trigger, he saw the monster's arm begin to fade away. No longer worrying about putting a bullet between its eyes, he just watched its arm in awe. His entire arm evaporated into thin air, the rest of his body doing the same shortly after. He could feel the thick body beneath him, vanish. Within seconds, the entire creature was gone.
"What the—
He questioned, as he stood back up. He turned and looked around, confused at his sight. That's when he saw all the rest of the demon creatures, vanishing like the one he fought.
Every citizen around him, was doing exactly what he had done. They dropped their weapons in shock, and began to look around. He looked at his two sons and his wife, who all casually walked back over to him—now wearing tattered clothing.
"Did... did we win..?" Tim questioned, looking up in the sky to see the evaporation of the monsters.
She did it. She finally did it. Kim Possible had saved the planet from the Reaver. With a moment like this, she felt relief. A deep sigh filled her lungs, as she felt the warm energy of the staff, change the form of the sword back to its usual state. Once it returned to the shape of its staff, the girl dropped it from her burnt hands.
She stood still, heavily breathing as she looked forward, where the Reaver had been only seconds ago.
"We... we did it.." Ron looked around, seeing peace and silence for the first time in weeks.
Kim didn't answer, but slightly nodded in agreement. But when Ron looked at her, he saw her starting to lean to the side a little bit. She was about to collapse, and he knew it.
He quickly got up and rushed to her side, holding her right as she began to fall to the ground. He felt the weight of her body pull him down, as he attempted to wrap her arm around his shoulder.
"It's okay... I gotcha KP." He said to her softly—a light smile on his face. He leaned to the other side and picked up her feet, now holding her in his arms.
"R-Ron..." She said weakly, barely able to hold her eyes open. "Ssshh. You can rest now. No need to fight it now. It's finally over." He interrupted her. "We need to.. find my family." She forced herself to stay awake long enough to see if her family was okay.
"And we're going to. But right now, you just need to take—
"KimmieCub! Ronald!" They both then heard shouting. "Well that was fast." Ron retorted, as he looked up in shock. The four missing Possible's were running right at them. But when they saw their baby girl in Ron's arms, they all gasped. Ann picked up her speed ahead of the others, now in a full sprint towards her daughter.
"Ronald! Tell me she's okay! Please tell me she's—
"Mom... I'm fine." Kim answered, turning her head to look at her mother. "Oh thank god." The mom then blessed out loud, as she wrapped her arms tightly around both teens. Neither Ron or Kim had the heart to tell her it really hurt having a hug that tight, they just wanted Ann to enjoy the moment.
"Your faces, oh my god." She looked at both of them, as she pulled off of her death gripping hug. She moves Kim's hair out of the way, and took a look at her beat up face. It was an entire mix of smeared blood, sweat and dried out tears. Her right eye had a swollen black bag underneath it, with scratches and burn makes covering the other cheek.
"You think that's bad.." She slightly chuckled, beginning to feel her energy restore. She then brought her hands up, and showed her mother and father her crispy, burnt knuckles. She gasped as she looked at them, feeling them up and looking at every inch of them.
"Kimmie... what happened..?" James asked, as he walked to his wife's side. Kim looked up at Ron, with an exhausted smile. "It's alright, Ron. You can put me down." She said calmly. He gave her a look that said "Are you sure?"
She then nodded, looking back at the Possibles.
Ron did as requested, and carefully lowered her feet back to the ground.
As she began to explain everything to her family, Ron felt a slight rumbling in his pocket. "What the heck..?" He said quietly to himself, and looked down at his torn pant leg. Then, he heard a slight scratching sound. Curious, he finally leaned over and reached in his baggy pocket. What he felt, made him jump with confusion. He felt a warm body, instantly know what it was. He gripped in to the animal tightly, and pulled it out. He revealed to be Rufus, finally busted for sneaking out with them.
"What the— Rufus! Have you been there this whole time?!" Ron said in slight anger, but mostly shock. The mole rat nodded with a nervous smile.
"Did you kill the demon guy?"
"Where is he?" The twins said back to back.
Kim sighed deeply, not wanting to acknowledge the fact about killing another being. "Yeah... yeah we got him." She finally said. "But how? This thing was a demon! And we're all mortals!" Ann said. But as she spoke, she looked over Kim's shoulder. She saw a nude, black haired woman lying on the ground.
"Kimmie... who is that?" She retracted her earlier question and pointed behind her. Kim didn't even bother turning around. She knew exactly who her mother was talking about.
"Sheila..." Ann hears quietly behind her.
She jumped at the sound of the strangers voice, causing them all to turn and face him. They turned to see the ex-mad Dr. Drakken, finally back to his normal self. He was no longer a raging, hulking monster. But instead he was the blue skinned human again, with a destroyed look on his face. They looked at him with confusion, then back at the teens.
"That... that's Shego... isn't it.." Ann said with an estranged look. Kim knew exactly what she was thinking. "Kimmie.. did you kil—
"No... no mom I didn't. Shego gave her life.. to save me." Kim came close to tears once again, with Ron grabbing on to her hand.
"No she didn't... Sheila did. Shego died long ago.." Drakken finally began to cry, staring directly at the corpse of his old sidekick. His right hand woman.
His best friend.
He walked past the family, not looking any of them in the eye. He just stopped in front of Shego, and dropped to his knees. He stared at her lifeless face, seeing no desire to look at her rare naked body. No, he just wanted to see her face. Never before had he—or rarely anybody seen the true face of Sheila. Only the lime tinted Shego.
He saw his tears hit her forehead, as he wiped them off with his thumb. He sniffed heavily, then wrapped his arms around her.
"O-oh... Sheila.." He began to sob into her.
"I'm so sorry... so, so sorry. All those years I w-wasted... never taking you seriously..." He didn't care if the Possibles were watching. He just wanted to feel her one more time. He wanted her to yell at him again. He wanted to feel the pain of one of her plasma cover fists again. But most of all... he wanted nothing more, than to hear her laugh. Evil or not. He just wanted to hear that little snicker she'd make, every time he did something wrong.
He finally wiped the tears from his red eyes, and wrapped his arms completely around her corpse. He picked her up bridal style and stood back up.
"L-let's go home Sheila.. one last t-time..." He sobbed, as the Possibles watched him walk off down the road until he was no longer seen in the snow.
Ann let a few tears loose just watching what had just happened. Not being a big fan of Shego or Drew, but this shattered her heart into a million pieces. Kim on the other hand, couldn't cry anymore. She felt dried out, and exhausted. She and Ron just watched them walk away, only wishing the duo would have had the happy ending they were searching for.