Tian Cai

By mkusenagi2

The story concept © 5-19-2006
All Marvel characters are © Marvel Comics.
Kim Possible and other Disney characters
are © Disney Co.

Level 4: Jian (Mage)

Part III

From Sheila Goble-Baux' Diary…

Little did we realize that that piece of 'Cold War BS' would cause so many problems…

It… caused us to lose it…

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05-06-2006
Somewhere in the Caribbean…

Dr Drew T. P. Lipsy, known to the World as Dr Drakken, surveyed his abandoned lair once more…

'Soon… Kim Possible, SHIELD, HYDRA, and the World will be a ruin… and I owe it all to her!" he grinned as his love walked in and glared at him.

Eldritch green plasma flared from her hands. "It's time."

"Yes it is. Tell them to turn up the Grid. The circuitry will do what I could not…" he grated.

"Destroy Team Possible." She purred as she strutted towards him.

"Yes and our rivals." He said.

"HYDRA, Strucker… and him." She growled as she bit his throat.

"Yessss. A bit at a time." He purred as his blood ran.

"Yesss." 'My Shego.' He thought in bliss.

---

05-06-2006
Northern Bohemia
The village of Lovosice
Czech Republic
The Chalet of
Sheila Goble's
Boudoir
2200 Hrs

Sheila was poring over the data that Jenkins had 'acquired' from his contacts…

'Hmmm. Someone's been tinkering with the old Grid the Sov's laid down… they've been testing the psychotronic effects… everytime there's been a flash riot… Moscow, St Petersburg, even here…' she reached for a new folder… 'Someone's been breaking into DARPA's facilities…' her eyes bugged. 'the hell! Green Plasma!'

"BUM! BUM! BUMP!" "Oh GOD!"

"HEY!" Quiet. 'Love 'em…! Something's wrong… feelin' edgy…'

"(Giggle!) Sorry!" was heard through the wall.

'I could use a dose of that right now… I like it when he gets furry…' she thought with a grin. 'I need to talk to her… about that… he's been changing like she told me when we've been…' she frowned in thought. 'I wonder if…? Nah…' she pored over the graphs. 'I hope it's not affecting… others… I'll call John and 'Thena. Maybe they'll be able to…'

"NO! I DON'T WANT TO… THAT WAY!" Kim said.

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"Turn it up." Drakken commanded in his new lair.

"Yes Sir." A lackey replied.

---

Jenkins sat outside a hidden bunker and waited…

'Soon I'll get to the bottom of this. These stations were nothing but trouble back then. I'm surprised they shut 'em off… heard the casualties were high… Made their Supersoldiers go off their nut…' He thought as the guard change commenced.

He scythed through and began to set charges.

'Hope I'm not too late…'

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Sheila stood in Kim's doorway.

"What's going on here?" she asked as she took in…

Ron.

7' of…

Ron…

Looking like Hanuman…

Standing next to her bed…

Covered in golden fur.

And Tumescent.

Sheila hid her smile. ('Yum! Gold fur this time!') She gazed at Kim's alabaster shoulders…

Satin began to slide down her left breast…

Coral peeked out…

"Sheila… I can hack a lot… but this is too weird…" she said. "If you want to do the freak…"

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"The Levels are maxed Sir." The lackey told Drakken.

"Good." He rose. "Notify me when the bioforge is operational. I have work to do."

"Yes Sir."

'Excellent.' He thought while he walked to his quarters. 'The fools will pay for what they've done…' he thought as he entered, stripped, oiled down, and secured himself to their bed. "Begin."

Madame Hydra stepped out of the shadows and activated her plasma.

"With pleasure." She purred.

Lackeys hurriedly scuttled by their quarters as blood ran and screams of unholy pleasure were heard.

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In the Early 1960's a theoretical physicist named I. N. Valenkin discovered how to open cracks into pan dimensional space using ET junk the GRU had scavenged.

So it was discovered that communications could be sent via the cracks. Monies were secured to build a communications grid that was foolproof. Soviet supersoldiers such as Omega Red were wired in with the belief that they'd be easier to control.

What he didn't know was that he's distorted the fabric of Spacetime enough to effect those that used it directly as a power source.

Mutants such as Omega Red were on the borderline and began to become psychotic.

The Grid was shut down. Valenkin was shot in Siberia.

Papers were hidden.

The Grid lay fallow.

'Til now.

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"WAIT A SEC! I'M a FREAK!" Ron howled.

Something rose in him.

"NO! … I mean…" Kim moaned. 'What's going on… head…'

It lashed out at Kim.

"I can't believe this… after what we've seen… and done…" Ron began to glow.

Hanuman protected her via The Dream as best he could…

Sheila staggered as if she'd been slapped! 'Guys. WAIT! Something's wrong…'

The link tore… along with that which was called Zorpox…

They were exposed… flaws and all…

Zorpox.

Sheila's rape, depraved twisted humiliation, a flicker of a family secret.

Kim's dark views of her partners… and of Humanity.

These things were exposed and died.

"Ron. She's right… something's…" the Dream warped.

Kim flared. "Goddamnit! Can't think… get away!" she shoved past them and ran into her bath.

"Ok I will!" he roared before barricading himself in his room.

'I DON'T need this… or either of you right now…!' Kim screamed through the link.

Sheila pulled away…

Ron shut down…

Kim…

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Jenkin's charges went off…

But the damage was done.

---

The Dream snapped back.

Realized what she'd done…

What they'd done.

She…

Couldn't feel them.

And he was gone.

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The Blue Area of the Moon

Uatu the Watcher's home…

The Chintamani Stone turned black…

Fractures ran through its matrix.

For the first time in Eons…

The Watchers feared for their safety.

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The Pit.

"Those FOOLS!" Mephisto howled from the Pit. "They'll destroy us ALL!"

A presence was felt in the pit…

One that made it bleaker still…

"It is time." The Essence said. "To send the Envoy."

"But…" Mephisto wailed.

"NOW!"

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05-06-2006
Condor 1/SHIELD Helicarrier flagship
Hovering over Triskelion HQ
Special Agent Al Evan's
Quarters
2345 hrs

"Al!" "BAM, BAM, BAM!" "SIR You NEED TO COME WITH US!" Al heard as he was shocked awake from his well earned slumber.

'Now what?' he thought as he rolled out of his bunk and padded to the door. 'I told Dugan the Room's fine.' He picked up a welder and opened the door…

What stood before him was…

A naked, furry Maj. Stoppable.

10 Guardsmen.

And a crowd of onlookers.

"Ah man! 'click!' Stand down Sgt. I've got it." Al said as he pocketed the welder.

"Are you sure Sir?"

"Yeah." He said as he dragged Ron inside. "You guys have something to do right?"

"Yes Sir!" they cried as they scrambled to evacuate the corridor.

"So what's so scary about this guy anyhow?" one guardsman asked the Sgt.

"He's one of the Old Man's guys. Don't ask." He groused back. "Don't bother with looking up the data on this either… it's gone."

"Right."

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"What the heck's going on?" Al asked his guest.

"I don't know. It's gone. The Link. KP rejected me…" Ron babbled.

"Ok. Let's try this again. What happened? Slowly." He said as he placed the welder on a shelf. "Sorry. It's a Celestial welder… I think." He rummaged through his fridge. "Brown Cow?"

"Ok…" Ron said as he reverted to normal.

"Get a change on. They'll be ready when ya get back."

"'k." he fumbled through Al's closet 'how could I think that? KP… she'll probably never want to see me again… and Sheila's pissed too I'll bet. Can't blame 'em… It hurts inside… powers… what we saw…'

Al reached inside… and looked at Ron… 'Hmmm he'll heal. Dang it! Gonna have to tell Nick to scrap the Grid… I'll just nudge him a little.' He shifted his world line 'position' and let fly… 'HYDRA goofballs…'

Ron looked up as Al handed him a mug of Brown Cow and sat in his lounger. "Dude, ya gotta relax… how long have you known her?'

"All my life." Ron mumbled.

"Cool." 'Here goes.' Al chose the hardest line and took that 'position' "So if she never took ya back she'd have a good reason right? What'd ya do if she left? Would ya still look out for her?"

"Yeah. Sheila too." Ron peered at Al over his mug. "You did something… what was it?"

"It's called trying ta help…" 'Gotta watch it' "HYDRA did some things to me when I was younger… Quit dodgin' the question."

'HYDRA!' Ron quailed.

"What if she found someone else?"

"I'd have to deal with it…"

"Good answer." Al rose, placed his mug in the sink and entered his bedroom. "Ya can have the other room. Crash here 'til you guys get it together."

End Part III