I'm No Genie- Chapter Seven

Rating: M

Pairing: KiGo, Mo/Rach

A/N: ... So chapter Seven... Yay? *Thinks about it, then shrugs* Eh, maybe. I'm not sure. We finally get to see what the Ring does, and another entry from the black book Kim found. A start to Mo and Rachel's relationship. Which will be explored in its own little story. I'll probably be starting it soon. I'm just not sure if I should place it under 'Kim and Shego' or under 'Monique' for chacaters.

Eh, I'll figure it out.

Don't own the show. Pointless to sue, don't got money.

Enjoy. ^^

"Place Shego's necklace in your hand."

I looked up at Rachel with a frown. The bar was empty except for the woman who had been sitting next to me the whole night. Those were the first words out of Rachel's mouth and it made even Shego frown in confusion, and don't ask, but I don't know how I know that; I just do. I decided to trust her though and took the necklace off, placing it on the palm of my left hand; the one that had Shego's mark.

I watched as Rachel pulled a needle out of a drawer and prick the pads of all my fingers. I winced at the pain, but before I could protest to her doing it, she curled my fingers into a fist, and made sure that my blood touched the necklace. I have no idea what she was doing, but I heard Shego letting out a groan, as if she was in pain; and I felt an electric current go through me.

"Ow!" I pulled away and opened my hand when the pain went away, "What the hell?"

"I'm slaughtering her in the worst way possible when I'm free. What did she do?"

I flexed my hand before putting the necklace back on. I was inclined to agree with Shego, if I could I would do the same.

"I connected Shego's powers to you."

"WHAT?"

I flinched at the sound of Shego's scream in my head. Oh, I was so going to have a headache after that.

"That's fucking impossible to do with me in this damnable thing."

Can you stop now...? Please Saiem?

"Sorry... I'm still killing her, its gonna be worse this time though."

I relaxed my body and looked at Rachel, "Explanation please?"

"It's not unheard of to bond to a significant other. It happens every so often. As long as Shego is in that necklace, you can use her powers... Not as good as she can, but close. I bound you to her by placing your blood on the surface of the jewel."

I looked at Monique, "You catch any of that?"

"Yes. Why?"

"I couldn't hear her over the scream of rage in my head." I answered honestly. Shego was growling right now, and I couldn't tell if she was pissed, furious, or just down right blood thirsty; and Rachel was the main course.

Shego started cussing, and I winced when she started flipping through all the languages she knew while doing so. I tried my best to ignore her as I listened to Mo explain in simple terms what had happened. A thought came to mind and I held up my hand, I thought about the dream I had with Shego about the comet hitting her and her brothers, then thought about what power she could have gotten from it.

A green flame came to life around my hand and I waved it around carefully. I lifted my other hand and another one came to life. I went into one of my stances and did a few moves before returning to Rachel and the others at the bar. I kept my hands raised as I looked at them.

"Any idea what it is?" I asked in general.

"Looks like plasma to me." Rachel said, reaching over to touch it. The tips of her fingers got burnt and she pulled back to look at them. I was confused as to why she didn't cry out in pain, and remembered that she had been whipped just like Shego; they were probably use to not showing any emotion.

"Burns like fire though." She murmured, rubbing the tips of her fingers together. She shrugged and washed her hands in the sink behind the bar and turned back to us, "I guess you just figured out what that comet did."

"How'd you know that?"

"I was there. The green from the plasma is the same color of green that was on the comet."

I watched as she started moving around and doing stock for the place. I extinguished the plasma and looked at my hands. They didn't look any different then before. The pale scar left from Shego healing me was still there. I traced it with my fingers as I stared at it.

"It'll never fade."

"Huh?" I asked, looking at the woman next to me. She nodded to my hand.

"It'll never fade." She moved her short sleeve shirt and showed a small scar that was twisted into a little C, "I got hurt one night, my guardian healed me. It has yet to fade and it's been six years."

The word guardian got my attention and reminded me of the book I found in Germany, "Guardian?"

"An immortal assigned to watch out for me from the Angels."

I stared at her as if she had grown two heads. She chuckled at my expression and motioned to Rachel, who was now glaring at her angrily.

"What the hell Sami!"

"Hey, she asked!"

"Arg... I swear if Cyn wouldn't kill me for it you'd be dead."

"Hello! An explanation would be lovely." Mo said, stopping them form arguing more. I'm grateful she intervened, I don't think I can speak just yet; I'm still confused.

Rachel sighed, "Immortals leave marks when they heal someone besides them self. They pour an equal amount of water on every part of the wound, place their hand on it, and heal it. The first letter of their name is then gently embedded into the skin where the wound was." She glanced at my hand, "What happened to make her heal you?"

"We were rock climbing, Monique's line broke and I had to grab the rope to stop her falling. I got a nice amount of rope burn from it and Shego made me go to a stream so she could heal it."

She nodded and gave a very quick glance at Monique before going back to work.

"Hey now," Mo stated, "You have more to explain."

"About twenty years after Shego was placed in the necklace, two divine beings... Or Angels, if you want to call them that... Came to the ruling class of our kind. Me and another slave were in the room next door. The door to the room was cracked open ever so slightly and we heard the Angels telling the men that they had to release us from our slavery. The men refused and they laughed at them, saying that it would be their own demise. They gave them a warning that we would revolt, and we would win if they didn't let us go.

"Me and her set it all into motion, and two years later we were free again. The ruling council is half men and half women. We are, 'begrudgingly' considered equals to Men of our kind. The divined beings came back and decided to make our women Guardians. Every woman is classified as 'Guardian' and then there's the levels... 1, 2, 3, 4, etc. Their is a group of women who monitor them all. The Angels decide what people need protecting, give the list of names to the monitor in that area, and then we decide which Immortal protects which human."

"So you monitor them all?"

"Yes and no. I'm a senior, and a leading role in the higher ups. But even I have to watch a human every so often." She looked up for a minute, then back at me, "If Shego gets out of that necklace, she'll be assigned a person to guard as well."

"Is it only women you guard?"

"The majority is, but we do protect men too."

She fell silent again, and we all sat quietly. She looked to be thinking about what else to say, but couldn't figure out how to word it. The expression she made was funny, and I couldn't help chuckling.

"Oh, hush." She said, glaring at me.

I smirked right back at her, "Yeah? And if I don't?"

"Not even Sai will be able to save you."

"Please... I'll kick your ass if you touch Kimmie."

I laughed at Shego's angry growl in my head and grinned at Rachel, "Shego's saying otherwise."

Rachel growled at me playfully before reaching into her back pocket and pulling out a piece of paper. She preceded to ignore us for a few minutes as she read over the thing.

"Ok Sam. Time to go home. Cyn's outside." She said a few minutes later. She glanced at Mo and I and motioned to a door off to the side, "There's rooms you can have up the stairs. I'll be up in a few and I'll help you figure out what the rings means."

"I'm shooting her..."

Ok, this I have to know. Why?

She didn't answer; only grumbled and went silent again. We went through the door and up the stairs, quickly finding a room for ourselves.

I watched them walk out of the room silently. Knowing Saiem, she was probably planing my death for ordering what she considers hers. Well, ok, what her subconscious considers hers. She hasn't realized it yet, but she had marked Kim the moment she had kept her from dying. So yeah, I'm probably gonna be dead soon.

Maybe if I'm lucky, I can get to know Monique a little better first. Mm... That was a thought to look forward too.

The note had confused me. Usually they just have names of humans and I get to assign them. Today had both mine and Sai's name on it with who we had to protect... Which was Kim and Monique... Um...

Yeah, so back to the topic at hand.

I finished my routine check up of the bar before heading up to deal with my newest guests. They were sitting in the main room where all the rooms connected to, a small box and book on the coffee table in front of them.

I spent the next three hours talking to them about the ring. It was a special one made by the Angel's to help our kind find things. I know it sounds confusing, but all you have to do with it is place it down on a map; it'll move around and stop where it needs to. Kind of like how some witches scry for people, though in this case, it'll show you a place your suppose to go instead of a person you're suppose to find. After I explained it, I used my powers to make a map of the world, when the ring stopped, I enlarged that area and let it repeat itself. I had to do it a few more times, but we found out that it was a place located about an hour away from Kim's house.

"What does that mean?"

"That means that where the ring wants you to go is Sai's mansion."

Kim glared at me and I shooed them off to get some sleep. Sai should be able to explain it to her anyway, she'll just have to inform Monique in the morning. I told them I would stay up and work on the book they found while they slept. Begrudgingly they went to their rooms and I set about reading the book.

Entry twenty,

They whipped me today. They found out about me not doing as I'm told and they whipped me. Then they sent me off for training. By the time I got back to her, she was asleep. I couldn't bring myself to wake her, so I sat by her bed and watched her all night.

They told me to always put her needs first, yet when I do, they whip me for it. I don't get it, I really don't. She had asked me to get something for her; and by doing so, I had to put my mission on hold for an hour, maybe more. To be honest, I don't really care, as long as I get to see her everyday. She has fast become my world and I would do anything to see her smile at me.

She woke up a few hours before dawn, saw me, and smiled brightly. I wish I deserved such a smile from her, she tells me I do, but I don't truly believe her. I mean, why would someone love me? A cold blooded murderer who doesn't care about anyone else...

She pulled me down onto the bed and wrapped her arms around my waist. My back had been bandaged, so she didn't feel the wounds, nor the blood. I had to hold back a wince though. I didn't want her to know what had happened today, she would cry if she found out and I hate seeing her tears. She started placing kisses on my neck, telling me how much she missed me and how much she loved me. What happened next I will not say, but it was very pleasurable for her, that I can assure.

I frowned at that entry and read the next one. It sounded as if the author had been an Angel. Unlike us, they weren't aloud to fall in love with Humans... Hm...

I placed the book back on the coffee table and went over to the bookshelf I have placed against a wall. I had all sorts of books, from Angels to immortals, and even several human fiction. I looked through the Angels and the immortals, hoping to find something that could help me out. I was only there for a few minutes before I heard a door opening and felt myself being pressed into the shelf in front of me.

"Wha-?"

I felt hands moving my shirt up and tracing the scars on my back. Arms soon wrapped around my back and a cheek nuzzled into the skin between my shoulder blades. I turned my head and looked over my shoulder to find Monique holding back tears. My heart clenched at the sight.

"Monique?"

"I'm sorry. I had a dream... I had to see if it was true. Now I know what Kim's been dreaming about for the past week."

She released me and I turned to face her. She was looking at the ground and I had to gently grab her chin and force her to look at me.

"It's ok. It was all in the past. What do you mean, you know what Kim's been dreaming about?"

"She told me she's been having nightmare's and dreams about Shego's past. That's all though."

"Mm, Sai told me the same when we talked earlier. I want to think its The Call, but I'm not sure."

She looked at me confused, "The Call?"

I moved us back to the couch and sat down next to her, "The Call, basically it's our souls calling out for our supposed other half. It's only a myth though, no one knows if its true or not."

Monique nodded and leaned against me, silently staring at the coffee table in front of her. I was tempted to reach up and stroke her cheek, but I held back, she seemed to be out of it and I didn't want to startle her. I let her stay like that and went back to reading the book. Eventually she fell asleep, snuggled into my side.

I stood on top of a hill, Shego was standing next to me and we were watching the construction of a mansion. Ok, wait. Would it be called a mansion or a castle?

"At the time a Castle."

I chuckled, "Thanks Saiem."

I heard her sigh, "Are you always gonna call me that when no one's around?"

"Probably. Why, don't like it?"

"Not really."

"Well to bad."

She growled playfully at me and we slowly walked towards the castle that was now finished. We walked in the front door and watched as a family started to get settled in the place. In fast forward we watched as years flew by and soon we watched as two men walked in and demanded all the women. When the other people in the room protested, we watched as the men were slaughtered in front of the women. Then the women were chained and dragged out of the castle.

"The little girl crying was mother."

I looked at the girl who was curled up in her mothers arms, "Was your grandmother immortal at this time?"

"Yes."

"How did they put the collar and cuffs on her?"

"Pain drains our defenses, makes our skin weak and vulnerable." She sounded rather angry and I had to fight not to pull her into my arms.

We walked around the castle and eventually we found ourselves in the basement, where a tomb like crypt was placed directly in the middle of the room. One wall had jewels embedded into it, and they gave off a glow and a light show that fell onto the top of the crypt.

"Any idea what's in there?"

Shego shook her head as she traced the cover. We had established that some of the dreams I've been having were farther in the past then when Shego was born, but this one confused me even more then the last one. The one with Shego's father having wings that only we could see.

Shego came back over and stood in front of me. She traced my cheek and started up her humming. She kissed my forehead as I started to wake up.

I groaned lightly as I opened my eyes, "I wish you wouldn't do that." I grumbled, standing up and stretching. My dreams where the only time I got to feel Shego's actual touch, and I wanted it to last as long as I could.

Shego stayed quiet, but I knew she had heard what I said. I left the room to find Rachel sitting on the couch, one arm wrapped around Monique's shoulder, and Mo curled into her side. They were both asleep, so I let them be and left the bar to get some food for us all. I ended up going through the drive-thru and bought two orders of the same meal that Mo liked, along with my own. When I got back, I placed the bag with their food in front of them and sat in the recliner, grabbing the book and reading some more of it as I ate.

I didn't like having to wake Kimmie up, I knew how she felt. But I had gotten a glance at the time from the clock next to the bed, and figured she had had enough sleep. I ignored her comment and stayed silent as she went and got food. It's really surprising that you can buy breakfast at nearly two in the afternoon.

I stayed in my own thoughts for the majority of the day as Princess read the book. I'm hoping that my home has some clues that could help us. Have I mentioned that I really want to be back in my own body? I have? Eh, well, sorry but it's the truth.

My feelings have been shifting more and more in the past two days. I finally figured out that I don't want to lose Kimmie. I'm afraid though, I don't know if she feels the same or not. I'm been true to my word and haven't been probing around in her mind and emotions. The only time I have done that is when she sleeps, that why if it's about my past, I'm there with her.

I'm starting to think that my father wasn't really my father. The dream with him and my mother in the field proves that, but I can't help wondering who that is. Plus, now I have questions regarding Rachel and Mo, and the information my friend had given us about Angels and Immortals.

I'm starting to think that there is a lot more to this all then what I previously thought.

I'm not liking this one bit.

A/N: Once again. Don't really got anything to say...

Oh, wait! I almost forgot to add this.

I'm starting to get a writers block... not on this story, but in general. Idea's would be lovely to get. Any pairing, any show, any rating, any genre. Story or one-shot, it doesn't matter. Just need some help. Thanks. *Smiles slightly*

Hope you Enjoyed. ^^