Gemini growled as he made his way through the Global Justice air ducts. It was absolutely humiliating, having to escape by himself with no help from any of his men. His organization was in shambles. He knew because Betty, who was definitely his younger sibling by 4 minutes with absolutely no room for her ever being his older sister at all, gloated to him as he sat in his cell, missing his mechanical arm. He was lucky that he had his arm set to let him know where it was. Now he knew where his sister's precious evidence lock-up was!
Luckily for him, as solid as his organization was, Global Justice was equally terrible.
Oh, it had its bright spots here and there. But where his sister didn't have her grimy fingers was where it fell apart. He was certain that he'd lucked out again, as it didn't seem that the cameras were working quite right in this particular section of the ductwork.
As he exited the ducts, having spider climbed part of the way to avoid the obvious weight-based sensors, he took the evidence locker all in.
It would take years to build all of his resources back up, if he could even manage it. Even if he took everything here, it would be a fraction of the manpower that he needed. And good luck getting Hench to fund him. He'd burned that part of the HenchCo bridge due to all of the henches he went through. But would it have mattered? Those henches proved to be as incompetent as any others!
...this was all their fault.
Dr Drakken, Shego, Kim Possible… Those three were all involved in the destruction of his base, his men, his reputation. Their discussion all but proved it! It was all their fault that he was reduced to this! They colluded together to do this to him!
And Pepe…
It was decided. Forget his sister. She was small potatoes compared to those three.
No matter what it took, he would make them suffer as much as he was now.
A/N: That's all, folks! I'm on the fence on writing a sequel, but I will admit, I really enjoyed writing this. First multi-chapter fic I've fully finished, too! Nifty.