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Caged Up - Wrong Turn

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My heart's racing, my breath is shallowing, my tears run down hot across my face. I just shot Electronique in the back, can't believe that line about stringing Shego along worked. But fuck... I don't know if she's alive or dead... it's my fault if she's dead. If she's dead... I can't live with myself... I'll die right here and now if she died because I took so long. I drop the shotgun, it's out of shells anyway. I kneel down to Shego and check her pulse. Thank god, still alive. I try giving her CPR, try to breath some life into her. No good, she's out cold. I guess I already knew that wasn't going to work, maybe I needed an excuse to put my lips on her's. I look over to Electronique, fucking euro-trash nearly killed her! I pick up the shotgun by the barrel and hold it up high. I shot her point blank, she's bleeding but she's breathing. Damn suit of her's must be bullet proof. I'll smash her fucking head in! But I remember what Shego said before, that she wished she did things differently, that she wished she killed less people. I want this cunt dead... but Shego probably would want her to live, have her revenge when she's recovered. You got lucky, bitch. I drop the boom stick and pick up Shego off the floor. "I'm sorry Shego... I didn't want to hurt you... I'm just not strong like you. But I'll get us out... somehow."

She's limp, feels like lugging around a sandbag. But she's alive, that's the important part. Fuck, maybe I should just go outside and give ourselves up, get her to a hospital. Alright, that's what I'll do, that's what's most important, getting her medical help. The roof is three floors up and the stairs are only a few doors away. Get to the roof, get Global Justice to pick us up, they'll help Shego, we'll be locked up again, but nothing can be worse than here. Gotta hurry, that shotgun blast was really loud, going to attract some unwanted attention.

I get her through the door and man, I must've spat on a church when I was a kid because God really has a bone to pick with me. Skinheads, those fucking racist cunts are right there when I get out. Shit lot of good being blonde and blue eyed does me after booting one of them in the ass earlier. Five, no, six of them, all from before. This is bad... should've brought my shotgun with me to scare them off.

Shego's passed out on my shoulder, can't drop her, can't fight with her on me, hell, I can't fight period, not against half a dozen at once. Stairs, I'll make a break for, my only chance is to just make a quick getaway. I don't hesitate, I dash to the side, keeping to the wall just to be safe. One of them comes at me from the side, I get lucky and score a solid chop to her neck. She's up but staggering. I keep running but one of them must've been hiding around the corner. When I hit an intersection in the hallway, something trips me and I go down and make a decent cushion for Shego to land on. Fuck, this is bad. "Where do you think you're running off to? Nigger lover!"

I try to get up but one of those bitches boot me in the side of the head. It turns me on to my side, I can't feel Shego anymore. No chance to try anything, I can already feel about three of them stomping on me. Can't do anything, just curl up and wait for an opening. "Not so tough without your girlfriend and your gun, are you dyke?"

Fuck, this is bad, can't think of anyway to get out of this. "Bet you thought it was real funny when she blasted me in the face or when you kick my friend in the back, didn't ya? Common, speak up ya cunt licker!"

I get desperate, I lunge to the one closest to me and bite her ankle. She screams, it's hard but I don't let go. Not until they started beating me with something, feels like a baseball bat. Two good hits to my side cracks a rib and I'm screaming in pain. One of them yanks my head up by the hair and knees me dead center in the face. My head falls back down hard with a busted nose and no chance of escape. I can see two of them swarming around Shego, one of them lifts her arm up. "Leave her alone you Nazi cunts!"

It feels like a hot knife cut through my heart when I heard her elbow snapped out of place. I scream out and reach for her, they stab a fork through my hand. Fucking whores, just toying with me, they're going to make this last. I feel another one grab my other hand, all of them cackle while she breaks my fingers one at a time. I can't even curse at them, I'm crying so hard I can barely breath. Pain is unbearable, I want to die but it's not going to be that easy.

"Fucking bitch like you don't deserve pretty blonde hair! You should start looking more like your gorilla friends from downstairs!" They start yanking out hairs in clumps. I can't see but I feel skin rip off too, blood just dripping from every severed follicle. It goes on for what feels like forever, I can hear them working over Shego too. Damn it...

What starts to really scare me is when they started lifting up my legs. Too weak to kick free and a whole lot of bad shit can happen down there. I notice two in particular; one going away from us and one of them right between my legs with a makeshift club. She looks like she's possessed by the devil as she holds the club back behind her neck and swing it at my knee like a baseball bat. It snaps in one hit and I scream so hard it doesn't even make a sound. She does it again with my other leg and I'm chocking on my own screams and cries. They start to let my legs go but they're stopped. Oh fuck me... the other bitch is coming back with a fire ax. "Keep those whore legs open! Figure a nigger lover like her let herself get fucked by a lot of black monkey dicks. Gonna do her a favor, gonna give her cunt a mercy killing!"

Oh shit... oh shit... oh fuck me sideways with a shovel, this is how I'm going to die?! Adrena Lynn, infamous extreme stunt daredevil, killed by a bunch of redneck neo-Nazis with an ax to the pussy?! Don't I deserve something a little more dignified? Well, I guess someone, somewhere thinks I do. Suddenly, the windows started to crumble to pieces, something was coming in. Couldn't see it but it's got those girls freaked, they run off. Smoke, rising up, it's a raid. I can hear shouting and gun fire, it must be total mayhem down there. Door crashes open, on this floor, footsteps, boots, Global Justice. I guess they got tired of waiting, never did tell Mouse to listen in on that frequency, must've made them edgy when no on answered their calls.

Someone over me, can't see, pain's making it hard to concentrate. Kneeling down, red hair, well I'll be damned, Kim Possible. I see her eyes; shocked, horrified, she can't comprehend this kind of violence. I feel sorry for her... I would... if I could get over this overwhelming urge to slice her tiny tits off with a rusty knife. No... forget about it now... do what needs to be done. "Help... her... Shego... help... Shego... she's dying... please..."

I can't hold on much longer, losing my grip on reality. I can feel her hand on mine, she's trying to comfort me. Barely hear her... barely make out the words. "No one is dying tonight. Not if I can help it."

Fucking... goody goody... thank god for you... I want to say that... but I'm already out cold. Please be okay Shego... and please forgive me.