Chapter 3

"Don't move," The man said to Kim, "or Zippo here dies. Understand?" Kim nodded her head. She had never been more scared in her life.

The layout of the facility on her Kimunicator was apparently not the correct copy, as the vent they took didn't lead them directly to the science lab, but dropped them some distance from it. When Kim and Ron exited the vent system, they heard the unmistakable voice of Shego around the next corner. She was talking to someone, another voice that was unknown to her. As they neared the talking stopped and Kim caught sight of the flash from one of Shego's plasma bursts and heard fighting. Picking up her pace and preparing herself action, she rounded the corner.

What met her was totally unexpected. Instead of Shego standing over the unconscious body of some random intruder, she was being held with an arm around her throat and a knife to her jugular. In all the years of fighting with her, Kim had never totally beaten Shego; they would always trade small victories between the two of them, and that was that. But in the time it took Kim to drop from an air vent and walk to the corner of a hallway, this guy had not only avoided Shego's powers and lightening fast reflexes, but he'd managed to beat her in unarmed combat and totally incapacitate the woman. To make matters worse, he was now threatening to kill her. Kim could see that he'd already cut Shego a little, the blood being soaked up by the material of her skin-tight suit.

The guy started moving the both him and Shego in the direction of his fallen gun, then bent them both down once they reached it. Putting more pressure on Shego's neck, he sheathed the knife and picked up the gun. Standing back up, he pointed it at the latest threat, Kim. That's when he got a very strange look on his face, like he was suddenly distracted. He sighed.

"Figures he would call when my hands are full," he said, "You, Zippo."

"Shego." She replied.

"Whatever. Touch my neck."

"What?"

"Right below the jawbone. Do it."

"I am not touching you, pervert, so go get your kicks somewhere else." He cocked the gun and put it to the side of her head, "Do it." He repeated, and she finally did as he asked, reaching up with her hand and touching his neck.

"Figures he would call when my hands are full," He muttered to himself. He squeezed on the neck of the fire starter girl a little more. "You, Zippo."

"Shego." She replied

"Whatever. Touch my neck"

"What?"

"Right below the jawbone. Do it."

"I am not touching you, pervert, so go get your kicks somewhere else." The ringing of the codec was starting to drive him a little crazy, but he couldn't let go of his prisoner so that she could join her team mates over there and have him outnumbered three-to-one. He needed her to activate it for him, so he pulled the hammer back on the H&K and pushed the barrel against her skull.

"Do it." He repeated. She relented, reaching up and touching the side of his neck, activating the codec.

"Kinda busy here." He said.

"Wait, don't hurt her!" Otacon replied.

"Don't hurt who?"

"The red-head! She's on your side!"

"On my side?" He glanced over at the girl, "She doesn't even look like she's out of high school yet." The girl looked a little perturbed at that statement

"I'll have you know I am a college freshman." She said, but it was clear he wasn't listening to her

"She's a teen hero, she saves the world all the time!"

"Saves it from what, bad hair days?"

"Call me-beep me, so on and so forth! Doesn't any of this ring any bells? She's Kim Possible!

"Who?"

"For cryin' out loud man, don't you watch the news?"

"You know the answer to that."

"Right, sorry. Listen, the facility you're in is run my her main antagonist, a Dr. Drew Lipskey. Calls himself Drakken. The girl in your headlock is his muscle."

"Shego." Snake finished

"Right."

"So, she's a bad guy?"

"Yup."

"So I should put a bullet in her?" He felt the girl in his arms shudder a little at that statement.

"No, listen. She and her boss are small time stuff, mainly thefts of technology and stuff and take-over-the-world plots."

"Those never work."

"Right. She's not a soldier and I doubt she's ever killed anyone. If you killed her, it would be like you killing a civilian."

"Well, we don't want that."

"No we don't. Philanthropy has enough PR problems as it is. This clone scheme they've got cooked up is the biggest thing they've ever pulled, and you can guess who put them up to it."

"Ocelot."

"Right. Look, Kim Possible and Shego are arch-rivals, so I suggest letting them fight it out and taking advantage of the distraction to find Ocelot and stop him. Sound like a plan?"

"You always come up with the best ideas, Otacon, aside from telling me to sneak onto that tanker, of course. Nearly drowned me."

"How many times are you going to keep bringing that up?" But he didn't reply, he'd already signed off.

It was clear this guy was talking to someone. Who it was was a mystery, though. For all Ron knew, he could've been talking to the ghost of his dead cat, AwesomeFluffyPaws. But Ron did have the sense to slowly pull out his Kimunicator and discreetly turn it on so that Wade could monitor the guy for any outgoing radio waves. What did bother him was the sight of soldier boy holding a gun on Kim. For some reason that angered him more than he'd ever been angered, and that was saying a lot considering how many times they'd run into monkeys on their globetrotting missions. Ron didn't like it. Not one bit. It made him want to do something, like draw his attention away from Kim, or beat him to a pulp or something. Maybe it was time to get mystical with the powers. But before Ron could go all kung-fu simian on the guy it looked like he was wrapping up his little conversation. That's when Ron heard something that got his attention. The guy said Otacon. That was weird. Who would've figured a tough, old military soldier guy like this would be into anime conventions? That didn't make sense. Ron ruminated on this a while, not paying attention to what was happening around him, that's why he was caught completely unaware when the guy shoved Shego in their direction and took off in the opposite, quickly disappearing down the hall and around a corner.

Kim could tell something was about to happen. The guy was seemingly talking either to himself, the ghost of his dead dog, AwesomeFurryTails, or someone on the other end of a radio somewhere. Whether the other person was on this same base or not, she couldn't tell, but she could tell that this was coming to an end soon. The guy never stopped looking at her, never stopped holding the gun at her, but he didn't look as determined to kill her as he did before he started talking to AwesomeFurryTails. The hard look in his eyes seemed to lessen a bit, signifying that he'd rethought his course of action. So it didn't come as a complete surprise when the guy suddenly shoved Shego in Kim's direction, knocking them both over. Kim was too busy catching Shego to notice where the guy ran off to. She hoped that Ron had better luck, but she had more pressing matters to attend to at the moment, like the sight of a visibly shaken Shego lying on top of her.

"Are you… alright?" Kim asked hesitatingly.

Shego didn't answer for a moment, then quickly picked herself up and took a fighting stance, her face twisted into a scowl.

"I guess that's a yes, huh?"

"Shut it, Princess." And she lunged at Kim. Kim quickly twisted out of the way of the vicious attack and took up her own stance.

"Look, we don't have to do this." She said.

"Like hell we don't." Shego retorted.

"Shego, you just had a gun held to your head! You almost had your neck cut! That's bound to rattle anyone, even you!"

"I'm FINE!" She attacked with that last outburst. Kim very nearly couldn't keep up with the flurry of punches and kicks that Shego was sending her way. It seemed like as soon as Kim blocked one punch, another came in its place, every time she avoided a kick, another was there to trip her up. She'd never seen Shego fight like this, almost desperate to win. The guy with the gun had affected her, deeply. That much was clear. In a final move of desperation, Kim grabbed both of Shego's hands while they were still lit and kicked her hard in the sternum, sending her flying. She crashed against the far wall with an "oof!", then looked at Kim, eyes narrowing in anger, and launched herself again, this time with a loud battle yell. The yell did more than encourage Shego, though. It alerted the soldiers to their presence and they were already in a state of heightened alert because of an intruder. Coming upon the two battling women, the soldiers brought their AK's up and pointed them at the pair.

"Не двиньте! Do not move!" They yelled.

Shego looked at them, a little puzzled. "Hey, I'm on your side, Boris! Point that at the enemy!" she pointed at Kim. Kim looked over at her, then back at the commando's. Slowly she raised her hands and looked over to where Ron was supposed to be standing, thinking he would do the same, but it was then that she noticed that he wasn't there. In fact, now that she thought about it, she hadn't seen him since the guy with the gun ran off. Where could he have gotten to?

"Come! You, come!" One of the soldiers said to Shego, waving her in their direction. She looked over at Kim and smirked.

"Sorry Pumpkin, but it looks like this is your party now. If you'll excuse me..." And with that, she walked over to the soldiers. With AK's pointed at her, the soldiers advanced on Kim, grabbing her arms and holding them behind her back. Having guns pointed at her twice in one day was a new experience and she now had some idea of what was going through Shego's head when that old soldier had a gun to her head. It was very unnerving. She knew better than to struggle against these guys. That would end her mission real quick. So she let them tie her wrists.

Shego walked up. "This would be the part where Doc would have some really stupid scheme to get rid of you, Kimmy, but seeing as he's not really in charge anymore, I can't say what's going to happen. Fortunately, I like surprises. Well, when they're happening to other people, not me. Take her away, comrades." Whatever happened next, Kim didn't know. One of the soldiers came up behind her, raised his rifle, and hit her in the back of the head with the butt, knocking her out.