"Okay sooo... why did we have to take these two?" Ron asked as he, Dr. Director, Shego and Dr. Drakken all squeezed into the cockpit of the GJ signed shuttle. "Because. My lair, my rules. Besides Buffoon, who else was going to get you passed all my defenses?" The mad blue doctor leaned in Ron's personal space and spoke to him, plainly to annoy him.
"Dude, personal space." Ron said blankly, and pushed him back to Shego. "Enough, you two. Dr. Drakken, what are we expecting from your defenses?" Dr. Director asked as she piloted the jet.
"Hmm.. well Possible destroyed my anti-air cannons during our final encounter here. But I still have a tractor beam ahead of us, assuming it still works after so long. Your best bet would be to fly in low and land by the door, not the landing pad." Drakken explained. But little did they know, he actually didn't remember most of his traps he had set.
"Did you say tractor beam? Like... in Star Trek?" Ron questioned out of nothing but pure amazement.
"Precisely!" Drakken exclaimed back at the fact that someone finally related.
"From the video game Star Trek: Legacy!" They then both said with excitement at the same time, followed by a gleeful gasp.
"Okay, let's land before the nerds have an orgasmic melt down." Shego rolled her eyes in annoyance as she began to run the temples of her head with her pointer fingers.
"Mr. Lipsky. A word before we land, please." Dr. Director said as she prepped the shuttle to land. "Ugh... no, I wasn't the one who broke the headboard on the bed in the cell! It was all Shego!" Drakken instantly ratted our the lovely devil.
Checking her nails through her gloves for some reason, Shego immediately perked her head up and looked at him. "Oh you freaking snitch!" Shego yelled at him, her fingers now igniting into her glowing green plasma. "Listen, Drakken. Your little rogue worker bee—Eric, I want you to explain to me right now how he's functional again." Dr. Director's tone got stern.
"It's just as much a surprise to me as it was to you. When that little teen preppy queen foiled my Lil' Diablo scheme, I completely scrapped Synthodrones entirely. The fact that even one of them is still running around and thinking for themselves is beyond me. All of us watched him dissolve after that nasty rodent bit into him all that time ago." Drakken said as he crossed his arms.
"That must be some grudge he holds against you, to cause him to completely trash your lab like a fuc—
"Language, Shego. But yes. I don't understand what I did to cause him to hate me? Shouldn't all his anger be fueled towards Kim Possible? After all I helped give him life!" Drakken bright his hands in front of his face and tightened them into fists.
"Alright, enough. Is this where we're landing?" Ron shushed the blue doctor and pointed out the windshield. He was pointing at the small patch of overgrown grass right in front of the door. Since the lair hadn't been in use for so long, the care of the building had been little to none, hinting by the tall grass.
But as the black jet began to touch down in the small field, Ron noticed something wrong about the entrance. The oversized front door, was completely blown in. There was no sign of conflict of struggle, but almost a break in. No, it was a break in. He was sure if it.
"Kim's already here. We have to find her before she does something stupid." Ron quickly scrabbled to the sliding door towards the middle of the jet. "May I remind you buffoon, you're the stupid one of the relationship that still baffles me." Shego said as she stood up from her seat and followed behind.
"Ron." Betty Director said as she turned around in her swivel seat. "You said that was Kim. Look at the size of the dent in that door. As strong as she is, do you really think she could have kicked it open just like that all by herself?"
"Exactly. No one could kick down something that tough. She has to have some kind of armor on. Maybe even her Battlesuit. But that's why I'm scared. I don't know what she's going to do, but it won't be good. I'm afraid she'll—
"She's a smart girl, Ron. She'll do the right thing." Dr. Director put her hand on his shoulder, as she walked passed him and exited the jet.
"B-but how... how are you—
"Alive? It's quite complicated, really." Eric said, as he walked closer and closer to her. Each step he took, she was back step once. It wasn't just terror that flowed through her body, but also confusion and disbelief. Never before had she seen a sight like this.
"What's wrong Kimmie? You look like you've seen a ghost." He smirked, as he was finally close to cornering her against a wall. "S-stay back..!" Kim said fearfully as she became fully aware he was trying to corner her. "This can't be real! You're just a Synthodrone!" She said in disbelief, beginning to take a fighter stance.
But as soon as she touched the wall behind her, she saw Eric throw a direct punch right at her face. She quickly dodged it to the left and parried his hand away from her. She then jumped backwards to the wall, then jumped off of it with one foot. Her whole body spun as she smacked her armored leg piece clean into his jaw.
With every bit of fear she had before, it was now merged into anger of disbelief. She couldn't believe what was happening right now. She was fighting a Synthodrone that played with her heart so long ago. She didn't know if the angry fighting was over the fact he was still alive, or if its for all he had done to her. Including everything after Prom. She spent way too much money on that dress.
As she threw another fist at him, he didn't even flinch. With almost inhumane speed, he reached up and caught her fist. She stood there, stunned. Not even she could move that fast. But then his grip on her hand became tighter. She felt her knuckles start to pop and crunch as each second passed by. She loudly gasped in pain, as she dropped to one knee.
"Not quite how I imagined this, but don't worry. I'll make it last." A smug grin crawled across his face. Feeling the throbbing pain from his grasp, Kim jumped up and kicked him in the chin. He stumbled backwards and let go of her fist. Ignoring the pain in her knuckles, Kim stood back up at stared at the psycho, ready to fight.
"Whatever you did to upgrade yourself, it won't work. I'll just do—
"Upgrade?" He looked at her with confusion, then began to cackle in her face. "You still haven't figured it out yet, have you." He continued to laugh, then reached for his belt. She watched, as he pulled out a small combat knife. Thinking he was going to run at her, she instinctively changed her stance. But, he stood in the same spot.
He took off his red and grey armored glove, revealing his tan skin that matched his face. He then slid the combat knife across his forearm. Crimson red blood ran down his arm in an instant and began spilling on the floor.
Human blood.
Kim's eyes widened, as she stared with fear. Watching his human blood pour down his arm. "That's impossible... you're—
"Human. That's right. I'm no longer some pawn created by a blue imbecile."
"But.. how." Kim's voice dropped. Now that she got a good look at him, she couldn't believe she hadn't seen it sooner. It was clear his face had some age to it. He looked to be in his late twenties, possibly early thirties. He also had longer hair than before, now with a goatee. And a scar going across his left eyebrow, signaling he's clearly been back longer than she'd thought.
"Did your pal Drakken ever tell you how many goons he lost in his lab? Several." He said, as he put the glove back on without even bothering to treat the fresh cut. "He killed people?" Kin questioned loudly in shock. "Not intentionally. The idiot would leave a few things active in his lab by accident and it would eventually come to kill a few of his own men. But me... I was a different story." He stopped, as he dashed back at Kim.
He threw a sidekick right at her ribs, slamming her against the stairs. With incredible speed, he ran at her and pinned her down by the throat. "One of his incompetent workers decided to get curious and play around where he wasn't supposed to. A mix of spilled chemicals, malfunctioning wiring and Syntho Slime created a compound so strong no man could survive even a single touch." He said, and picked her up by the throat as she gasped for air.
"But that one idiot... fell into that compound. Which happened to have my Syntho Slime. He became twisted and insane for days, until I was finally the outcome." He raised his voice with satisfaction, then threw her up to the second level. She huffed in pain as she landed hard on her back.
As she slowly rolled to her side, she felt the wind of Eric speed up at her and stand before her. "The enhanced agility was just a side effect." He smirked, and kicked her with his heightened strength. The kick was so deadly it threw Kim directly into the wall, smashing clean through it.
She screamed as she felt her body fly though the solid wall, and land on the tattered tile in the next room. Her head hit the floor so hard she thought she was going to pass out. Her vision was foggy when she opened her eyes, but she was still able to make a few things out. She slowly rose her head up, and looked around for Eric.
But, that's when she saw what kind of room she was in. There were weapons, gadgets and black and blue lab jackets peppering the room. It was clearly one of Drakken's supply rooms, but Eric just hadn't cleared it out yet. Curious, the girl finally attempted to stand up.
"Yeah.. I'm gonna feel that tomorrow.." She groaned to herself and rubbed her hand along her waist. She started looking around, and saw a big blue handheld cannon-like weapon. "Don't think you can hide in there, Kimmie." She heard Eric's voice, followed but a supersonic sound. He dashed inside the room she stood in, and saw her standing there with the weapon in her hand.
"Please let this work." She prayed to herself, and pulled the trigger. The large barrel of the weapon spun quickly for a handful of seconds, then fired a large yellow beam right at Eric. It blew him straight through the wall, likely going through more than one. She threw the gun down, and kicked the door down with her bionic leg pieces.
She ran out, and turned down the hallway to follow where he went. But as soon as she started down the hallway she was met with a flying kick to the sternum. She along with Eric broke over the railing, and started to fall back to the first floor. But right before Kim could hit the ground, she grabbed his ankle and slammed him down into the tile as hard as she could.
She attempted to drive the heel of her boot into his chest, but he rolled away last second. Her bionic leg piece smashed Kim foot through the floor, creating a big gaping hole. As Eric rolled out of the way, he stared at her wide eyed. "That's new." He said briefly, before scrambling back to his feet. Kim did the same, and charged at him once again.
She threw a left hook at his face, but he blocked it and threw the exact same punch. It clocked her right in the temple, causing her to stumble back a couple feet. Eric used it to his advantage and grabbed her by the arm gauntlet. He pulled her back to him, and elbowed her in the face. She yelled as she flew back and hit the ground, all pain throbbing in her nose.
"You never understood, Kim. When you pick a side, you pick the one that is going to win." He smirked, and grabbed her by the hair. He then yanked her head up, throwing the blood from her nose all over the floor.
"A-and you never understood..." She said back, as she felt her skull being pulled. "I-I'm better than that!" She said loudly then reached up to grab his arm. The blue gauntlet on her arm, then electrified his entire body with one grab from her hand. He yelled in pain as he finally let go of her red locks.
Kim's hand dropped back to the ground as he stumbled backwards, then back kicked him in the jaw. He flew as far back as he could, and smashed into the wall.
The teen got back to her feet weakly, and wiped some of the nose blood off her top lip.
"Ron... where are you.." She huffed.