Authors notes:

Here is the next chapter in my story. I have to warn yout that there is a wicked cliff hanger at the end of this one, but I have the next chapter done, I just need to proofread it and fix a few spots I'm not happy with. It will post in a few days.

I have to thank Zaratan. I was inspired by his "Bonnie's Curse" series as well as the collective known as GWA's work on "The Darkness Within". If you haven't red them yet, READ THEM!!! When I decided to write my own fanfiction I found myself wanting to include Shego in it. I thought long and hard about her background and found that I couldn't come up with anything that I liked better, or thought fit better than Zaratan's current background on Shego. Therefore, with his permission, I have made it my canon, up until the end of So the Drama. Thanks Zaratan!

"I can't take Kim away from her SAT's, they're crucial. The Ron Dog is going solo." Ron said with false bravado.

"Are you sure about this Ron? It could be dangerous." Wade argued.

"I can handle it Wade, what are they after? And where is my ride?" Ron quipped.

"I think they are after the new h11 terrawatt battery. It was just developed. There's no telling what kind of weapon Drakken could power up with it. As for a ride, I, Umm, can't line anyone up quick enough. You guys really should take that free car offer."

"No time for chatter here Wade, I'll take my scooter." Ron changed into his mission clothes and rode over to Kim's house. "Rufus, I need you buddy," Ron said to his pet in his pocket. Rufus popped his head out, "Where did Jim and Tim put that rocket fuel for their experimental rocket this weekend?"

Rufus saluted and scurried off into the crowded garage. He came back with a small container. "Ta dah!" he beamed holding it out to Ron.

"No time to mount rockets," Ron said pouring the contents into the scooter's gas tank. Rufus jumped in his pocket and strapped on his helmet as Ron took off for the freeway. The engine temperature kept climbing as Ron rushed to the laboratory. Ron pushed the scooter for all it was worth; it finally gave out one block from the laboratory. Ron began running when he saw the lair appear as a ramp opened, disabling the cloaking device. Shego jumped from the building next to the lair with a large cylinder in her hands. She darted up the ramp and it began to close behind her. Ron was too late to catch the ramp, but he jumped and grabbed one of the landing legs as it retracted into the lair. He was inside.

Ron was in an apparently unused maintenance tunnel in the hoverlair. It was pretty tight down here and he had to roll to his side to pull the vibrating Kimmunicator out of his pocket. "Wade?" Ron spoke into the Kimmunicator and got a fuzzy picture of his friend with a broken up picture.

"Ron? The hoverlair must be shielded. Your signal is pretty faint. I am reading a large energy signature from the center of the hovercraft. I probably won't be able to communicate with you when you get closer to it, just track your movements. You have to get to the H11 and disconnect it. Be careful, the battery is very delicate, and with the amount of energy it has stored it can be dangerous on it's own."

"Alright Wade, I better get moving before they have a chance to use it." Ron whispered nervously. He listened at the access hatch for a moment, satisfied that there was no one nearby. Drakken often employed henchmen, not to mention Shego. He took his time sneaking through the hall and was quite pleased that he had managed not to trip once. The main room of the lair was easy to find. Ron remembered fondly of the time KP and him had snuck through a lair just like this, when Dr. Drakken was trying to launch an atmosphere disrupter. They had climbed up the satellite to reach the upper level bay and Ron had broken off the gyro-thingy. The atmosphere disrupter crashed back down into the hoverlair and crashed destroying it. "Good times," Ron thought. "OK, head in the game Ron." He pulled a ventilation vent off of the wall and crawled into the shaft. After several minutes of quietly crawling he reached the place he was looking for, a vertical chute leading up near the main room. "Rufus," he whispered.

Rufus poked his head out of Ron's pocket and cocked his head. "Hnk, huh?"

"Hey little buddy, can I get you to climb up there and set a hook for me?" Ron said motioning up the chute.

"No, no, no, no!" Rufus squeaked, shaking his head vigorously. "Sorry."

"Come on Rufus, I know you can do it. The grapple gun will make too much noise if I fire it." Rufus was not swayed. "I will give you a solid pound of cheddar when we get home," Ron whispered with a grin.

"Cheese! Hnk, OK," Rufus said happily.

Ron held out his hand, little suction cup shoes lay in the palm. Rufus slipped them on and took the string in his mouth, scampering up the ventilation shaft. "Pull up the rope and set the hook Rufus," Ron whispered before he had gotten out of earshot.

Rufus scampered up to the top of the shaft, pulled up the rope, and set the hook. "Hnk, done!" he chirped excitedly.

Ron held on tight and activated the grapple gun's retracting mechanism. He was pulled up the chute with minimum noise. "Great job little guy." Rufus chattered and zipped back in Ron's pocket. He continued his crawl through the HVAC system and came upon a grate. He could hear Dr. Drakken's voice coming from the upper level balcony. A large ray gun was mounted to a platform in the middle of the room. It was more like a ray cannon. A guard stood by the doorways to his left and right, the only two exits in the room. If he could sneak around the crates stacked next to the walls, he should be able to sneak past the to the ray without being noticed. Then he could extend the platform through the roof and fly out with his backpack jetpack.

"Yes, now that I have the new H11 battery I can finally power the super sized gravatromic ray," Drakken said, rubbing his hands together, just beginning his rant.

"Hurray, now leave me alone," Shego replied, flipping through the pages of her latest magazine.

Ron removed the grate and stepped out quietly. He put the grate back on and moved close to the crates hugging the side.

"But Shego, it's uses are limitless," Drakken whined.

"It lifts stuff up." Shego said flippantly, not bothering to look up from her magazine.

Ron took the opportunity provided by their arguing to slip to the next crate. His pants caught on a nail in the crate and slipped off his hips dropping to his feet. He tripped and fell grapple gun clattering across the floor. "Aww, moldy nachos."

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Shego quipped.

"It's the buffoon, where he goes, so goes Kim Possible. Henchmen! Deal with Ron Stoppable." Drakken yelled, grabbing a scanner off of the bench nearby.

"Where's Princess at Stoppable?" Shego asked with a mocking sweet tone.

"You'll find out soon enough," Ron replied squaring off against the closest henchman. Shego turned to scan for Kim while the first henchman swung at Ron with his electric baton. Ron stepped into the attack and grabbed the man's hands, twisted his hips and threw the man into the oncoming henchman, retaining the baton. They landed in a heap and the other henchman's baton sparked, incapacitating them both.

"Lock him up and keep him guarded," Shego said still looking around for Kim Possible. She heard the familiar sound of a grapple gun being fired and turned to see Ron being pulled up to the catwalk as the rope retracted.

"What?" Shego glanced down at the unconscious guards on the floor below before turning to Drakken. "Drakken you need to hire better henchmen."

"Or just give up on trying to take over the world," Ron quipped; he had put away the grapple gun, but still had the baton.

"Shego, good henchmen are expensive. But you'll find this interesting," he said smiling as he finished scanning for heat signatures. "Kim Possible is not here, the buffoon came alone."

Shego's face set into a mask of fury, "Idiot, now I'm going to have to give you the beating of your life. Not that you didn't ask for it," Shego thought as she fired up her plasma. "Well the buffoon decided to step up into the big leagues? I am going to make you sorry for that." Shego growled. She jumped at him confidently, beginning with a straight leaping kick.

Ron blocked the kick and she landed in front of him. He attempted to take her down gently, by touching the baton to her. Shego blocked the attempt, disarming him and earning him a nice plasma burn all at once. "So much for being a gentleman," Ron started, and balled up his fists.

"Didn't you know Stoppable? Nice guys finish last." Shego feinted with a punch and when Ron leaned in to counter strike she tackled him, her hair dangling in his face.

"You hafe lufly hair, but could you pleafe get it out of my facth," Ron sputtered, getting hair in his mouth. Shego threw an elbow to the side of his head and he saw stars for a second. "OK, sowwy about the haiw wemark." She threw her head back to get her hair out of her way as she rose up to rain down fists. "Thank you," Ron said with a weak grin. He curled his legs up and pushed off of the wall next to him, rolling over on top of her, pinning her wrists to the floor.

Visions of her past flashed in her head, the mad man's leering face as leaned over her naked body. Her arms chained up against the wall. A primal scream of both terror and rage escaped her lips. Her eyes glowed green and plasma grew to envelope her arms as well.

Ron's quickly released his hands as the plasma on her arms burned him. He tried to get up but she reached up and threw her right arm around him burning his back as she tried to grab his throat with the other. "She's going to kill me. I don't want to die." His eyes began to glow blue, he grasped her left hand and rolled, throwing her off of him. To his horror she sailed over the railing and he heard the crashing of crates as he stood up. He looked over the railing. Shego was still standing, her face contorted in malice. He raced towards the gravatromic ray while she raced for the steps to the second floor. Ron picked up the electrical baton as she rushed towards him. He held it out in front of him ready to defend himself when he remembered what Wade had told him, "Be careful, the battery is very delicate." He threw the baton towards at the battery inserted in the ray cannon, praying that it would hit. It struck the gun handle end first and bounced in the air as Shego lashed out at him kicking him into a crate and shattering it.

"No!" Drakken yelled, running for the door.

Pain raced through his body, he was bleeding from numerous cuts. His whole body began to glow a little as he stood up trying to catch his breath. Fury lay plain upon both of their faces. The baton fell over sideways and electricity sparked onto the battery, damaging the outer coating. The machine began to throw sparks and smoke.

Drakken turned at the doorway, "Shego we have to go, it's going to explode!" Drakken pleaded.

Shego leapt at Ron again and swung wildly, leaving herself open. Ron ducked and drove his fist into her stomach. Shego gasped as the breath left her lungs, the pain bringing her out of her frenzy. She threw up her arm to block a high kick that Ron threw at her but was a little too slow. He blew through her defense, throwing her into the wall. She slumped down to the floor wincing, the plasma gone from her eyes and hands. The machine began to shake and pop. Dr. Drakken ran from the room. Ron looked over at the machine, "Aww, man.." he said. "Coming here alone was a really bad idea." He looked at the doorway just to his right and down and at Shego, nearly out on the ground. He dropped down over Shego, covering her, as the machine exploded, throwing lightning bolts as the battery disappated it's energy. One flew towards them, hitting Ron.

Shego cringed as Ron threw himself on top of her. His eyes and body glowed brightly for a moment as the shockwave and debris washed over them, but she was surprised when the crates and Ron's body took the brunt of it. The blue nimbus surronding slowly dissipated and she found herself staring into his warm brown eyes as the light faded from them.

Wade was monitoring Ron throughout the fight. He could not see or hear anything with the Kimmunicator; there was too much interference in the center of the lair for that. He was monitoring Ron's vitals. He could tell when Ron was getting close from his increased heart rate. He knew things had not gone as planned and Ron was fighting when his temperature, heart rate, and blood pressure skyrockets. He was still optimistic though; Ron would pull through. Truth be told Ron was better at solo mission then Kim was. But you had better not say that to Kim. Wade's heart skipped a beat when he saw Ron's respirations stop for a half a minute when Shego knocked the wind out of him. Tears began to fall from his face onto his keyboard as Ron's vitals slowed and lowered, finally stopping all together.

"No.." he whispered. Oh Ron.."

Authors Notes: Please don't hate me, or hurt me. Especially the not hurt me. I will update in a few days.

I have noticed a few discussions on the properties of Shego's 'glow'. There is a general concensus that it is not actually plasma or fiery, that is more of a force. I decided to have the Team Go powers based on the unique radiation from the comet. Therefore the burns Ron suffers are a type of radiation burns.