(A/N: Sorry this took so long! It's pretty short, but I think you'll like it.)

Slade and Shego stood together before the large screen in the main room of the subterranean lair. While she stood back, he turned on the monitor and put up on the screen that same map of Jump City. All of the little green dots were clustered on Titans Tower. "I had hoped to be on the next stage of the plan by now," Slade said grimly, "but you have set us off schedule. I am not happy, apprentice, but I believe we can still make things work."

"It would be a lot easier if I knew what the plan was," Shego pointed out. Revealing his plan had always been Dr. Drakken's weakness. If she could get Slade to explain his, she was sure that she could use it to her advantage somehow.

Slade was not falling for it. "Your performance should not be affected by your knowledge of my plans."

"Our plans," Shego corrected him. "We're still a team here. Teammates don't keep teammates in the dark about important stuff." Hearing no answer, she decided to back off and see where this conversation was going. "Okay, fine, keep your secrets. How can we still 'make things work'?"

Slade pressed a button on the control panel. A portion of the wall opened, revealing several gadgets fastened to the back of a small secret compartment. "I had hoped that the suit would provide enough assistance," he explained, "but when I realized I was mistaken, I had Dr. Drakken design a few more…helpers for you. Each one of these is a weapon designed to incapacitate one specific member of the Titans."

Shego peered at them. "Wait, so you mean Dr. D made those, like, just now?" she asked, a little concerned. "Have they been tested?"

"No," Slade replied coldly, "and if they blow up in your face, it will be counted as your fault for failing in the first place." Shego burned with rage at the insult. There had to be some way to take this madman down. She would have jumped on him right now if she didn't remember how hard he had beaten her before. Slade at least appeared not to notice her anger and unfastened a silver box-shaped device from the compartment. "This one is for Cyborg, apprentice," he instructed her. "Attach it to anywhere electronically connected to his central power cell. It will drain his battery to the point that even a child could finish him off."

She snatched it from his hand and slipped it into her belt. The fact that Slade had just insinuated that she was at the level of a mere child cut pretty deep. Still, she had to be patient. Fighting him now would be disastrous. She had to wait for him to slip up, somehow.

Slade took out a black disc. "The compound contained in this," he explained, "is one of the few substances that Raven's magic cannot teleport through. It took a great deal of work to find any of it, and your former boss only had the time and mental capacity to make one, so do not waste it."

She tucked the disc safely away in a pocket of her suit. The next item was a black gadget shaped kind of like a small gun. "This one is for Starfire. Keep it in one of the holsters of your belt. With a little help from your friend Aviarius, it can take away her superpowers in the same way that I can take yours, except," he was quick to point out, "that the power goes directly to the gem itself, and not the one holding the weapon. It cannot give back anything it takes. I am not as foolish as that, apprentice." He handed it over, his one eye watching her carefully. "That one works best in close proximity to the lair, or so I'm told."

"Gotcha," she nodded. When he had first described the nature of the weapon, she had expected to find a way to use it for herself. Now that it was clear that it could only take power away, she was not as hopeful about it.

"This last one is for Beast Boy," Slade began to say.

Shego interrupted him. "Robin," she said.

Slade straightened up to his natural, enormous height. "What of him?"

"You said that's the last one," Shego pointed out. "You also said there was one for each Titan. Robin doesn't have one."

"Robin," Slade replied slowly, "does not fall into the same category as his teammates…"

"But he was your ex-apprentice," Shego said, starting to connect the dots. No longer hopeful about finding out the plan's next phase, she knew that her next best bet was finding a glitch in Slade's personality to manipulate. If she played her cards right, this was just the glitch for the job. "You want him gone as much as the others, maybe even more. Revenge, right? Heck, even I'd want revenge if I had an apprentice who left me without permission. That's practically required bad guy protocol."

"Apprentice," Slade said in a tone warning her that she was treading dangerously close to the edge of a cliff, "you will destroy all of the Titans, and you will do so in my name. That is enough."

"Or is it?" Shego said, an evil smirk crossing her pale green face. "Yeah, I could kill him on my own. With all this stuff, I could probably do it in my sleep. But think about how sweet it would feel to hear him beg you for mercy, and end his life before your very eyes. Now that right there, that's some evil revenge. That's how a villain like you should deal with an arch nemesis."

"You have an arch nemesis of your own," Slade reminded her. "Your rivalry with a certain Kim Possible verges on a highly personal fixation."

Shego shrugged. "Eh, well, yeah, maybe a little. So what? That just means I know where you're coming from here. I'd never let anyone else destroy Kimmie. As soon as I'm out of here, she's history, and I will enjoy every minute of it. But just think about it, sli—Slade. Kimmie's mine by right, but Robin's yours. You want me to have all the fun?"

Slade took a moment to process what his apprentice was suggesting. "You intend to take Robin prisoner and allow me to finish him off, while you destroy the remaining Titans."

The plan was working. "Exactly. It's only fair. I get to destroy my arch foe, you get to destroy yours. It's a win-win."

"Or a lose-lose," Slade contradicted, "if you disappoint me once again and let both of them go free."

Shego tossed her hair. Her strategy was now simple, and she had often used it on Drakken and other villains. First, inflate the ego. Next, deny the desired scenario. Finally, exploit. "You're right, as usual. You know better than to take risks like that. It'd be easier to do away with both of them at once anyway. I don't know why I even brought it up. I guess I'll just destroy both of our little heroes instead. Thanks for letting me have my share of the fun, though. That's actually pretty nice of you, in an evil way."

Slade's single eye glared down at her. He put back the device intended for Beast Boy's destruction and took one step forward, placing himself at an uncomfortably close proximity to his apprentice. He leaned down so that his metal mask nearly grazed her face. "I am not nice," he growled. "You may be used to fraternization between master and underling, but I am not. You will bring Robin to me, and I will destroy him myself."

"Fair enough," Shego replied, secretly pleased with herself as she predicted his next move.

"And just to make absolutely certain that you do not fail me again," he said, straightening up but still looking unblinkingly at her, "you are forbidden from assassinating Kim Possible until all the other Titans are destroyed and Robin is in my hands. Maybe you'll put forth some effort this time, now that you have some motivation."

It was all too easy. He may have been an expert manipulator himself, as most supervillains are or at least try to be, but Slade was so unaccustomed to being manipulated by his own pawns that he couldn't see it when it was happening. Shego hung her head in fake submission. "Yes, master. Of course."

"Excellent," he said. He picked up Beast Boy's designated weapon again. It was a hard, black sphere with a green "S" on it. "Throw this at Beast Boy," Slade instructed, "and it will release a compound sticky enough to hold him in place no matter how many times he attempts to change form."

"'Kay," Shego nodded, tucking the ball into another pocket. "So that's it, then? I can go off and attack some heroes now?"

She started to turn around. Slade placed his large, gloved hand on her shoulder to stop her. "There is one more thing, apprentice."

"Yeah?"

"I know you are plotting something with the scientist."

Shego cackled, "Plotting with Dr. Drakken? Like any of his plots ever work!"

Slade ignored her sarcastic protest. "I saw the looks you two were giving each other at his cell. You think that the power of two can defeat the one me. I had hoped you had learned your lesson before about fighting me, but allow me to put it into simpler vocabulary for you…" He grabbed her right wrist tightly, almost cutting off her circulation. With his other hand, he turned her head to face the glowing crystal in its dock containing her powers. "I. Own. You." He let go and she stumbled back a couple of steps, massaging her wrist. "Do not forget it. You know what happens if you do."

She glared back. "No, I will not forget it."

The two villains parted ways. Silently, Shego slipped through the secret tunnels of the lair until she was certain that she was in a spot with no surveillance. Her serious glare broke into a scheming smile. She began to laugh uncontrollably, unable to believe her own luck. Not only did she now have a complete plan to overthrow Slade, but he had no idea what it was, and he was entirely falling for it! She finally calmed down to a more mild composure. "How cute," she mused. "He thinks he's invincible."

(A/N: Hm...so Shego has a plan...I wonder what it is...)