Paper Hearts


Mission 2: Knowing your Allies and Foes


Kim Possible teen-hero and spy walked down the corridors of their nearly empty school. It was a Friday and almost everyone in the school wanted to go and have a party. And speaking of parties, Adrena Lynn had officiated one tonight.

Kim for one really did not want to go, but because a chance came up to finally track down Adrena Lynn, she had to. Besides she thought she was going off track. Her mission was slowly blurring behind her mind, especially when some unexpected and personal things happen. Kim shook her head, she's a field agent and she knows personal affairs are not a good thing when on field.

It was two days after the incident at Miss Go's house and Kim hadn't quite recovered yet. She still turns red as her hair when the certain English teacher walks up to her and simply whispers naughty things. Kim continuously debates on her head, to not get attached, and she was hell bent on doing so, the only problem was how. How would she avoid the problem if she was required to report to it every day? She did not know. She just did not know. Or maybe I should just let someone else take the job?

Kim Possible sighed. This was no time to ponder about petty things. She wouldn't sacrifice the mission for her selfish thoughts.

"KP. You alright? You've been in a daze" Ron's voice broke to her reverie.

"Oh, yeah. So not the drama"

"You sure?"

Kim nodded in response.

"Alright. By the way KP. I've got news from the medical ward in you know where" he whispered the last part of the sentence.

"Yori? Is she awake?"

"… yea. I'm glad she is. I-" Ron's eyes shifted to the floor, his worried feature struck a nerve on Kim, making her gut turn and tumble.

"I know Ron, you're my best friend. I can see what you have there." Kim pointed to his heart. "You care for her deeply… yet you risked her"

"I know. I still chose the mission over her. I-"

"No Ron. It's not about-"

"Is not about what? It's pretty clear what I did. I'm stupid; I'm scared. I can't even risk everything for her. I should've been the one on that bed Kim. I was supposed to be the one hurt, not Yori. I'm pathetic!"

The bell rang once again; signaling the final bell before the school closed, and startled both. Ron started to walk away from Kim, his head turned down, anguished and hurt at his realization and regret. Not a word spoken.

"I- Ron! Wait!"

Ron continued to walk away, never daring to look back at his best friend.

Kim sighed, how would she put it in words? She just can't bring herself to be a hypocrite to her best friend. If anything did happen like that. Would she be able to choose between a mission and a trivial love?

[9pm Adrena Lynn Manor]

The music was blaring loudly from the windows of the house. Students and commoners filled the abode, booze overflowed and chips passed around. People continued grinding their bodies with each other, a typical party as Kim described.

The party continued on for hours, and Kim was getting bored. If not for spying, this was not her idea of a Friday night out. She might have been spending it saving some persecuted people or villages on the other side of the world but Global Justice did put her on this mission and they made it clear that they can only tolerate some of her "on-whim hero business". She can't afford to go to those missions, not now or Global Justice might have questioned her about her oath. The oath she took that made her this way, a spy, a dog on a leash. Kim hated it but she had no choice, she can't choose from the choices presented to her. She had to keep what happened then, she can't forget about her plan. About her own justice.

The teen hero blew on her red locks, sighing afterwards. She had enough of the waiting and it was time to lure the prey out and get the hell out of there. She was done thinking, because she knew thinking might make her crazy even more. She can't afford that. She had business beside this. I think I have to check on Wade's insight about what happened last year and make him snoop into some Global Justice Top Secret Files.

"Snoop around GJ?" she chuckled. "As if I'd get something out of that" Kim pushed herself off the wall she was leaning on when she spotted the deranged white haired girl.

"If she's throwing a party, why would she be a spy for that corrupted maniac Drakken" Kim said to herself. "I don't know what Global Justice is up to anymore" Kim continued to stride towards the teen star. Adrena Lynn, stunt artist, television star and the only girl who can say freaky in every of her sentences. Weird.

"Hey" Kim called out, her voice clearly rung above the blaring music in the living room.

Adrena Lynn was standing by the kitchen counter with some jock in front of her, a beer in hand. She looked a bit woozy, no offense, but two hours had already passed since the fun started. Might have drunk a whole case of booze. Kim wrinkled her nose in disgust as she smelt the beer from the woman before her.

"Oh, yea. Hey…uh?" the girl called Lynn started "Do I know you?" she added with a laugh.

"Oh yeah, hey, Lynn. I'm Kim, remember the girl you bumped at the training center"

"Fre-eaky~ was it just a coincidence or this is some miraculous encounter" she replied, a bit slurred to Kim's hearing.

"Yeah. Freaky right, you're popular so who wouldn't remember?"

"Why thank you, never thought I had some fans here" she chuckled, pushing the big jock off of her. She went towards Kimberly, her eyes blinking with a mischievous glint.

"Well, freaky as it sounds, do you… um.." she bit her lip. "Like to get my autograph?" winked the white haired star.

"Uh, yeah, cool. But I don't have a pen with me, you know…" Kim stopped glancing around the party, only finding that every one, well almost, was a drunken wreck. "… party." She nervously chuckled, making sure that the stunt maker was taking it, well, as a sign. Damn, I act good. Kim felt a hand on her hips and a blast of boozed air enters her nostrils, she knew the prey had taken her bait. A little too well, she supposed.

"Uhmm" Adrena Lynn slurred "I have one in my room?"

"You do? Well what are you waiting for?" chuckled Kim.

"Ain't going there alone, darling" the actress winked, as she passed by Kim, swaying her hips as she went around the dance floor and towards the stairs. Kim gave a heavy sigh. If not for work, I wouldn't be in here.

So Kim went up to Adrena Lynn's room and found herself pinned on the closet wall. Her thighs tightly pinned against the well decorated wall, her hands on her neck clawing at the hand that found them interesting. Her breath, as well, had been caught in her throat.

"So, dear, what are you up to?" Adrena Lynn's eyes slit like a cobra, her breath tickled Kim's skin, daring the red head to make a move. But Kim was smart, especially when a knife was closely lingering by her gut. "Did some goodie-two-shoe organization send you here? I told you, I ain't on any business right now"

"So, I thought. You might have been doing something in this party, cocaine maybe?" Kim replied, her eyes, directly searching Lynn's foggy gaze.

"Fuck cocaine, haven't they learned I changed from the last time they sent me to a mental ward" She tightened the grip on Kim's throat. Kim gagged, her hands still desperately clawing away the hands that found her throat. "I ain't doing anything illegal. I ain't playing on the other team. I'm not playing for him."

"You sound as if you're hell bent serious" the hero managed to choke out.

"Fuck it Possible. Yea I know who you are. Someone gave me a heads up on you"

Emerald eyes lit up, then narrowed at the words that left Adrena Lynn's mouth. "Who gave you the information" It was not a question; it was a statement, demanding the answer. The actress let her hands fell on her sides, her eyes shifted to her left then around the room. As if cautiously checking her surroundings before she let out dangerous information. Adrena Lynn sighed and dropped her knife. It clattered quietly on her carpeted room.

"Funny, you don't know who he is"

"I know who he is. I need confirmation. I need to know where that monkey duke is at"

"I don't know about you, well. I know you're quite slow. I bet your friend's on him now"

"What are you trying to do, Lynn? You said you're not playing anymore, but why do you have information about this. What the hell is going on in your deranged organization?"

"That deranged organization you're talking about, it's getting stronger, more uncontrolled from the previous year you've encountered them. We're on a run; those he doesn't want to play are on the run"

"Who's he Lynn?"

"Don't make me say it. He's dangerous, and he's using villains like that Miss S-"

"What. Do you know about Miss S?" Kim grabbed the girl by the arm and vice-gripped to let her victim know she was serious. Kim searched Lynn's eyes. There was fright, lots of it. Who the hell was that guy? Why is Adrena Lynn so afraid of him, of them? Will this be the same as the others? Or was this all just a plot to tip me off. Kim heard a gasp, but suddenly realized that the girl she had a hold on was slowly slipping, falling to the floor. Thud.

"My, My… what a very dramatic reunion Lynn, never thought you'd fall asleep as soon as I came in, you rat" Kim's eyes scanned the surroundings, she knew that voice, that chuckle. It was mind nerving, it was screaming to her and she wanted to know where it came from. Kim's brows furrowed at frustration, yet she kept her senses keen. She knelt down and checked for Adrena Lynn's pulse. Finding a faint beat, she heaved a relived breath. She did not find killing someone justice. It was just so sick.

"Show yourself, why did you attack her? She's your ally!"

"A rat? An ally? She's better off dead. But I don't dirty my hands" the voice chuckled, now the owner decided to drop in. And a kick was sent to the agent's abdomen.

Kim heaved for air, after she had hit the wall, hard. "Could you not give a very painful entrance?"

"No can do, Princess. Ain't my thing" A punch landed on Kim's cheek and blood started to drip form her newly cut lip.

"That hurt, but I do return favors" Kim got to her feet and kicked the villainess on the chin, multiple punches and swings were passed back and forth, left and right as they dodged their best at that small room. Pillows ripped, the walls holed, books flying and scattered. It was mayhem if anyone would see it but none of them mattered for the two.

"What do you want? And why did you took out Adrena Lynn?!" Kim kicked and swigged as Miss S ducked. She back flipped away from the red headed warrior, thinking that distance was a nice thing for a conversation to start out.

"A rat needs to be exterminated. I'm only a proxy for dear old boss" she snapped her fingers and then green flames lit up. "Can't let him do the dirty work himself can he?"

"But, why not kill the girl?" Kim continued on with her defensive stance.

"I told you, I don't kill. Just not my thing Pumpkin, besides, my manicure might get broken"

"No guns?"

"Please. I'm more deadly than guns" She threw her green ball of flames at Kim's feet, setting the girl off balance. Kim picked herself up quickly and started to converse again. She was just about to open her lips to ask when the raven headed villainess spoke.

"Who are you working for, now I bet that's your next question, but sorry I can't tell you" she smirked.

"Then why are you working for them?"

"Well Doy. I'm just evil." She just laughed and then she was gone, plummeting herself out the three story window. Kim dashed up to the window sill and looked below only to see no trace of the woman she had encountered.

"Damn it!" she kicked the wall, and she gave a yelp. This is no time to get pissed. No time to get pissed Kim. Kim could only groan at her conscience. She needed to aid the fallen suspect first; she walked back to Adrena Lynn, still finding that the girl was in fact breathing. She picked up her Kimmunicator and dialed the only person she knew could help at the moment.

"Hey"


[2 am]

She can't believe that someone had the nerve to call her at two in the morning. It was bad enough that she did not get a proper rest that evening and now she's sitting at her living room, a coffee mug resting in between her hands, tending to two teenagers who might have gotten into a brawl.

"So what happened. Why is she like this?" the owner of the pad questioned, sipping her coffee.

"It's no big-"

"It's big when I get involve, Princess"

"I'm sorry Shego, but I can't think of anyone who might help us, well mostly her" she pointed to the unconscious Lynn.

"Then why not the hospital surely they'll get her treated, this is a house not a medical ward" she huffed.

"But, teach. How will I explain she's been drugged? I might go to jail for having drugs on me even if I don't use them"

"Isn't that your problem, you kids shouldn't be wandering off this late anyway…" Shego looked at Kim's eyes intently, she just needed sleep and she did not want to tend to her students since its way pass class hour. But something struck her, and it was annoying the hell out of her.

"What the fuck are you doing, Pumpkin! Stop that!" Kim's eyes grew wider, lonelier as if she was about to cry, her lips pouted and quivered, almost pleading.

"Fuck, damn it! Just stop that. I'll let you stay. Just stop what you're doing!" Shego turned away and continued to sip her coffee with mutterings of damnation in it.

"Yay!" Kim jumped with joy. Shego let out a 'hmp' as a response to Kim's enthusiastic energy. A thought came across Shego, why would this kid still be hyper after a brawl that hurt her that much? She asked herself, noting Kim's unusual marks of struggle. Shego sighed. This was the right thing to do for the moment.

"I better tend those wounds you acquired, your neck's bruising. I'll check on whitey there later after I tend you" the English intern teacher stated and went off to the bathroom to get her first aid kid. "Does it hurt?" she stopped her actions and turned, addressing Kim, oddly with concern. Kim gave a confused look. What hurt? Shego noted it and pointed to the direction she was referring to. Kim's mouth formed an 'O' and held her neck. Lightly.

"A bit… " Shego's eyes softened at the girl small response. The teenager looked down on her gripped hands. Shego knew when to leave it be.

"Well, get some ice in the fridge. I'll get the kit" her eyes, keen on Kim's own as if she was silently conveying the message that Kim owed her an explanation, a very detailed one. Kim could only touch her neck in nervousness and clear her throat as she felt it drying very quickly on her impending doom. She only had two options, she had to lie or tell the truth.

[Next: A Truth or Lie] TBC. Review.