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Kim's Location Unknown

Kim turned the wooden blue handle with her mental will because she did not possess a recognizable form. A tunnel of light slowly turned the interlocking structures of the door. The door opened and a gust of wind gushed out of the door and seemed to weave itself around her. Then just as suddenly, everything stopped.

Places and Memories began to encompass Kim's entire being. Battles with Drakken, Encounters with Shego, family outings, fighting Dr. Killigan, fighting DNAmy, Monkey Fist, and many more, all who were captured by the red head. The memories played around Kim as if watching a big screen movie surrounded by energy of brilliant light. A panic of distress was coming over Kim, as memories continued to surround her.

"Stop, Stop, the memories!" Kim was going crazy with the constant flashes of her past.

"Stop." She panted desperately, she was getting exhausted and emotionally drained.

A second later, and she collapsed in a heap on the ground.

Forest Spirit's Domain

A spirit of great authority and knowledge looked down at Kim's scene with interest.

"Hmm, seems we have a new youngling." The spirit whispered.

The spirit watched curiously, as the young redhead came to her senses.

Shego's Jet

Shego awoke with a start. The landing gears were engaging, and Shego had to steady the impact. The gears were pulled back swiftly, bringing the large jet to a halt. After a groan and several curses later, Shego came out with her trademark catsuit.

"So Kimmie's in a temple that looks like someone knocked over Jenga Blocks. Great." She said with a lack of enthusiasm.

Still, Shego pushed her hair back in a ponytail, and pushed her tired body into the collapsing temple. Carefully, Shego watched her footing as great piles of debris flew around her. Shego began to get worried, because she could not find a trace of Kimmie's presence after hours of searching. Not only was there not an indication of Kimmie's presence, but rather there was not a trace of a living inhabitant. Her eyes did not see the tell-tale signs of visitors such as track marks, scruffs on the ground, or bent flora to indicate the presence of any visitor. The only indication she had that something had gone wrong was the soft melody from her jumpsuit that indicated when Kimmie was in immediate danger or distress.

Shego figured that maybe the heroine had just gotten herself out of the predicament her melody had responded to, so Shego started heading home. Just as Shego started to turn away, something glittered and caught the young villain's eye causing her to inch forward. She probed the object suspiciously, the object was such a deep red that Shego's eyes were attracted to like an enchantment. Her hand slowly swept across the deep red gem. Within seconds, Shego was swallowed by a suffocating darkness. A large white light freckled with inconsistencies of red was all that was left in Shego's absence.

Kim's Location

Sleep vanished from the innocent face of the redhead she awoke.

"Where am I?" Kim asked groggy.

Kim felt like she had been asleep for days. Kim's legs were sore, and her arms showed stress and fatigue.

When Kim's gaze adjusted, she saw a sight she could not believe. A forest of magnificent beauty was before her. Butterflies fluttered in the daylight stricken tress, while deer were gallant in their strides, as the birds tweeted with a magical harmony, and everything felt so peaceful. Kim felt completely at ease, but she was losing the remaining fragments of her memory as she began to regress into the carefree atmosphere.

When Kim finally snapped out of it, she had lost a sense of time and place.

Kim tried to think as the clouds fluttered overhead. "Who am I? Do I live here?" Kim asked thoughtfully. Kim's mind was completely a mess, and her brain was trying to constantly remember, but nothing was clear to her. Luckily, she was still able to rationalize. She had just lost a sense of self and identity.

A figure massed with a swirling red approached the frail redhead. "Hello kid, why don't we go play in the forest. Yes, come on be a good girl." He suggested with a glint in his watchful eye, as his smile turned into an evil smirk.

A branch suddenly broke, and a massive shadow surrounded the two. A big bird came sweeping down as a torrent of dust went flying.

"Hoot, Oohoo," An owl swept down to attack the red figure.

Kim was hesitant at approaching the Red Figure, but he was the first thing she had seen speak in a long time. She ushered forward to the swirling entity of red light. She was tempted to go with him, and perhaps learn of this place, but a rather large bird stopped her footsteps.

The owl screeched, then whispered in the ancient language.

"Red one, this child is under my protection until her, "Battle of Wills. She is not ready to be put to your tests. She has not even started her trials. This child needs rest, because she has endured many hardships."

The owl stared directly into the red figure's swirling form.

The red figure responded.

"Oh, wise one. What do you take me for? I am merely hoping to guide this child toward a safe place."

An smirk slowly making itself clear on his newly adorned features.

"Yes, but I am the master of this domain and therefore she is mine." The owl quipped.

Kim stood and watched with wonder.

The red figure had taken the form of a giant red dragon. His tail swept aimlessly from side to side, as his giant head screamed danger and power, his jaw had piercing fangs, and his body armor flanked scales. Everything about him screamed predator.

Kim stood back, scared for the danger the red figure posed. She closed her eyes hoping the dragon would go away, but when she opened them a red serpentine eye stared cunningly back at her.

A deep roar emitted from the dragon's throat, and then it spoke.

"Sssss, The Shild is mines. Ssshe is ready for tesssts to begins. Obeys lowlys owlssss." He spread his mighty jaw.

The owl wise in his ways, crept slowly contacted the Ancient One. The owl could protect the girl, but only momentarily. The red one had power that rivaled the ancients and was a forbidding opponent.

The owl knew a few spells that would hold and confuse the Red One for a few moments, he slowly flew in clockwise circles chanting a language only the spirits of the forest could understand. The spirits heard their guardians cries and gradually lent their voice. The forest began to become alive, but only those truly in tune with nature could see it. The red one was oblivious. Kim however sensed a brief signal of distress, but then snapped back to her current dilemma.

Side Note: Sorry for the lack of update. Thank you for the reviews.

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The authoress