Well I can tell people have been eager for the next chapter in this story. And here it is, the next chapter in Kigo 300. I must say I was not expecting the reaction to it that I got. I plan on do a chapter once a week cause i am working on another story too. If however I get enough of an outcry to have chapters up sooner then I will post them. Another note the italic words are like from the narrator like in the movie. I'm going to try to keep that same feel about the story. Well here it is the next chapter in Kigo 300. Please R&R thanks.
Rated M for strong language, strong sexual content, and strong graphic violence.
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with the Kim Possible universe. I just own the plot of this story and I'm doing it for the hell of it.
Kigo : 300
Chapter One
Shego gripped onto a spear in her right hand, her green eyes looked up to the cliff above her. In her left was a torch. It flickered as a wind gusted by kicking her hair up. Her cape swirled around her body as another gust shot by. The spear stabbed into the ground and the torch was sat on a rock next to it.
Walking forward she started to climb up the cliff in front of her. Her fingers gripped the rocks tightly. She pulled herself up, digging her feet into a crevice. Pulling herself up higher some rocks gave away. Her hand slipped and she growled in anger. Looking up her eyes focused on the ledge above her. Digging her feet in she launched herself up to the next ledge.
She grabbed the rocks and looked up as some more gave away above her. The wind swirled blowing her cape up over her head. When it cleared her vision she started climbing more. She made her way higher up the cliff wall. When she came up to a ledge she looked to see a man standing there gripping onto a double ended torch.
"Welcome Shego, we have been expecting you" he said revealing rows of gruesome teeth. His skin was covered in warts and other lesions. His skin has a grey color to it. His right ear is pointed and misshapen while his left ear looked almost nonexistent. His left eye was a milky color showing he was blind in that eye. He wore a tan colored cloak that hid the rest of his decrepit form. He was an Ephors, Sparta's highest priest.
The Ephors, priest to the old Gods. Inbred swine. More creatures than man. Creatures whom even Shego must bribe and beg. For no Spartan leader has gone to war without the Ephors' blessing.
Shego looked at him as he turned and walked up a path. She climbed up, groaning as she got to her feet. She hated making that climb. She looked down the path he took before following it. She followed the man into a temple. In each pillar were flickering oil lamps. Four more men wearing cloaks like the first one stood around. Each looking as decrepit as the first. One motioned her to the pit of sand below them where she could talk about her plan. She walked down to the pit and looked up at them.
"The Persian's claim their numbers to be in the millions. I sure as hell hope for our sake they were exaggerating. We are facing the largest army ever assembled, and I kicked the fucking hornet's nest, I will admit that" she said before kneeling to the sand.
"Before your plan is heard what will you offer us" one said with a gnashing voice making her stop and look at him.
She stared at him before reaching back to her belt. She tugged a bag from it and threw it at their feet. Small gold bullions fell out of the bag. She watched as each of them looked at the gold and then to her with a twisted smile. Going back to the sand before her she began to draw mountains into it.
"We will march our armies north to the Hot Gates. There we will rebuild the great Phocian wall, and using the terrain of Greece herself we will funnel the Persians there. In that pass Drakken's numbers will count for nothing. Waves of their attacks will smash against Spartan shields. So many Persians will die, Drakken's army will be so demoralized, he'll have no choice but to abandon his campaign..." she started to explain but stopped when one of the Ephos started talking.
"This is August Shego, the full moon approaches" one said making her look at him.
"Sparta wages no war during the time of Carneia" another said making her growl.
"SPARTA WILL BURN. HER SOLDIERS WILL DIE AT ARMS AND HER WOMEN AND CHILDREN WILL BE SLAVES OR WORSE" she bellowed looking at the men as they looked around at one another.
"Trust the Gods Shego" she heard the one in front of her say.
"I'd prefer, you'd trust your reason" she said in a respectful tone as she looked at the highest of priest of her kingdom.
"Your blasphemies have cost us quite enough already. Plus you being a dumb ass for killing the Persian emissary will come back to bite us in the ass. Do not make it worse" the man said pointing a twisted finger at Shego who just glared at him. "We will consult the oracle" he said before turning around and walking to another room.
Shego stood up, her green eyes locked on the man's back as she walked forward. She looked as the other four walked behind her. They walked into a dimly lit room. Laying on the floor was a beautiful brown haired woman of about eighteen. She wore silk robes that clung loosely to her body. One of the Ephors opened a bronze pot revealing orange glowing coals. He covered his mouth so as not to inhale the smoke that drifted up lazily.
Diseased old mystics. Worthless remnants of a time before Sparta's ascent from darkness. Remnants of a senseless tradition. Tradition even Shego cannot defy, for she must respect the word of the Ephors. That is the law. And no Spartan, subject or citizen, man or woman, slave or leader, is above the law.
The smoke found its way to the girl and curled around her. They heard her inhale sharply as her fingers started to move. Almost as if she were possessed by unseen forces she started to rise. Her chest rose first the silk robes falling of her left breast exposing its erect nipple.
Her body began to twist and swirl through the smoke. It looked like an erotic dance as she twisted and turned. Her body bent, to the point her ankles almost touched the back of her head. She started turning her arms out and the silk robes fluttering around her. She stood up onto her toes before falling backwards to the ground. Her body was drenched in sweat and her eyes were open showing blue orbs.
The Ephors choose only the most beautiful Spartan girls, to live among them as Oracles. Their beauty is their curse, for the old wretches have the needs of men, and souls as black as hell.
The Ephors who had initiated this event walked forward. He removed his hood showing bits of stringy hair sprouting from different points on his head. He ran his decrepit black tongue up from the crook of her neck to her ear. He smiled at the sweet taste of her skin and sweat. Leaning over he placed his ear just above her mouth. She began to speak in an ancient language, the language of the Gods and only the Ephors could understand it.
"Pray to the winds, Sparta will fall, all of Greece will fall. Trust not in men, honor the Gods... Honor the Carneia" he translated before turning to look back at Shego who was standing there watching.
She had seen him lick her and she vowed that she would never let her daughters be an Oracle. If it meant her life she would kill every last one of these creatures to protect her daughters. Turning around she growled in anger and disgust as she made her way back to the ledge.
The Queen's climb down is harder. Pompous, inbred swine. Worthless, diseased, rotten, corrupt.
XX
Hours later the Ephors were doing their prayers to the old Gods. There was the sound of heavy footsteps filling their halls. Looking up they all looked to see councilwoman Bonnie walking into their chambers. Behind her was a mountain of a man. His dark skin glistened in the moonlight. A gold chain went across his face. His brown eyes looked at the priest before him as they looked up at him.
He pulled out a bag, a rather large bag off his belt. Turning it upside down he emptied it out on the floor. Gold coins fell onto the floor. They clattered on the ground and on them was the likeness of Drakken. The Ephors ran their hands over the coins, each of them had a twisted smile on their face.
"You are all in the God King's favor now. You giving Shego a false translation was brilliant" she said walking around them as they continued running their hands over the gold.
"Yes and when Sparta burns you'll bathe in gold. Fresh Oracles will be delivered to you, daily. From every corner of the empire" the Persian man said looking at them. He began to let out a deep laughter that filled the halls of the temple. He smiled deeply as he stared at them and slowly looked up to Bonnie who too was smiling.
XX
Shego stood in the doorway of her bedroom. Her nude form glistened in the moonlight. Her green skin caught the sheen of the moon. Some of her scars across her abs caught the light of the moon making them stand out against her skin. Her hand rested on the doorframe. A cool breeze ran across her body making it tingle at the sensation. Looking over her shoulder she looked at Kim's nude form laying in bed. A single blanket laid across her.
She lowered her head, the words of the Ephors had spoken stuck with her. She had to uphold the laws but in a way she would have to break them to protect them. She walked down a hall moving through it. She stopped at a doorway and looked in. She looked at her two children. Everyday she thanked the gods for them. Zeus had seen it fit to bless them with these two children.
She walked up to them and ran her hands over their heads. She smiled at them, leaning down she kissed them both on the crowns of their heads. Turning she walked out of the room. She moved back to her bedroom and looked as Kim still laid in bed. She sat down on the edge of it. Her fingers moved up her back, slowly working her way up to Kim's shoulder.
"Do you plan on finishing what your fingers started?" Kim questioned with a moan at the sensation of Shego's fingers moving across her bare skin. She looked back to see Shego sitting there looking at her. There was a look in her eyes and she could see it. She rolled over onto her back and looked at Shego. Slowly she reached up and stroked Shego's cheek. "Have those freaks on the mountain robbed you of your desire?" She questioned looking at her.
Shego just smirked looking at her as she tipped her head to Kim's. "It would take more than their words to rob me of my desire of you" she said stroking Kim's cheek.
"Then what's wrong?" Kim asked looking at her as she sat up.
"The laws I have sworn to uphold force me to do nothing. Their words have the power to set fire to everything I love" Shego said looking at her, her eyes dropping, looking away from her.
"And so this is why my wife can't sleep and is forced from the warmth of her wife and bed" Kim said sitting up fully, the covers falling off her breast. She turned Shego's head back to hers and so their eyes looked into one another's. "You should ask yourself not what a Queen should do, or a citizen of Sparta. Instead ask yourself what a free woman should do" Kim said stroking her lover's cheek. "Besides there's only one woman's words that should affect you" Kim started a smile moving across her face. "And those are mine."
Shego looked at her, she too beginning to smile as she looked to her wife. Kim's hand moved around her neck, slowly leaning forward. Their lips met in a loving and tender kiss. Shego pulled the blanket away exposing Kim's nude form. The blanket fluttered to the floor slowly. She laid Kim on her back and looked down at her with a smile.
She leaned down and kissed Kim again. Her fingers moved up Kim's body. She started rubbing her hands up to Kim's body up to her breast. She gripped onto them, squeezing them. A pleasure filled moan escaped from Kim's lips as she felt this sensation. Shego smiled as she nipped at her wife's pulse.
Kim rolled them both over and straddled Shego. Their clits were pressed together making both moan in pleasure. She arched her back and closed her eyes as the pleasure overtook her. Leaning down she pressed her lips to Shego's as her fingers curled into Shego's raven locks. Their passionate love making lasted late into the night.
XX
The morning sun shone down on a field. In it stood three hundred Spartan soldiers. Each wore their crimson war capes. Men and women stood shoulder to shoulder each bore scars from battles they had been in. They held onto their spears in their right hand while their bronze shields were on their left. Their helmets were under their left arms, like the shields they were bronze.
Shego stood in front of the soldiers looking at them. Her green eyes looked them over each looking back at her. She turned to Zita who was behind her. "Is this all of them?" She asked looking to her captain.
"Three hundred, like you asked for. All have born sons to carry on their name" she replied as they started walking down the first line of soldiers.
Shego looked at them and the first one she looked at was Betty. She smirked at her and Betty returned the smirk, her eyes locked with Shego's. Shego continued down the line with Zita right behind her. They passed many men and women. They passed a blonde named Tara. Her blue eyes looked at Shego as she walked by.
"WE ARE WITH YOU MY QUEEN, FOR SPARTA, FOR OUR FREEDOM, TO THE DEATH" she shouted after Shego making her stop.
Shego stood there, a smile forming on her face as she looked back to Tara. The blonde looked at her and smiled. Shego just nodded to her and she returned the smile. Turning she continued down the line. Zita had stopped to look at Tara before looking back to Shego. She saw her queen had stopped and was looking into the group before her. Walking up she looked to see where she was looking. Standing in the group was a young man, her son Felix. She looked as Shego turned and looked back at her.
"He is your son, he is to young to have laid with a woman yet" Shego stated looking at her.
"I have others to replace him. Felix is as brave as any. No older than you the first time you stood next to me in battle" Zita said looking to Shego who looked back at her.
"You're the best captain any leader could wish for. But a better friend, there is none" Shego said with a smile.
"My good Queen, what are you doing?" A man said catching Shego's attention.
She looked to see six councilmen walking towards them. Leading them was Bonnie, and seeing this made Shego grumble. She nodded her head to Zita telling her to prepare the soldiers to march.
"The Ephors have spoken, there must be no march" another said making her look at him.
"It is the law my Queen, the Spartan army must not go to war" Bonnie said looking at Shego who started to smirk as her attention turned to her.
"It's not, I've never issued such an order. These three hundred are my personal bodyguards" she started, lying to the people before her. They each knew it was a lie, no one dared to try to fight, let alone attack Shego. "I'm just out for a stroll, needed to stretch my legs. The army will stay in Sparta" she said with a smile looking at them.
"And where will you go my Queen?" Bonnie inquired as she glared at Shego.
"Ah, well now that you mention it I haven't really given it much thought until now. I suppose I'll head north" she replied looking at Bonnie with a cocky smirk daring her to do something.
"To the Hot Gates?" Bonnie questioned looking at her as she stood there.
"MOVE OUT" Zita bellowed catching there attention.
"What should we do?" A councilman asked looking at Bonnie.
"What can we do?" She asked staring at Shego.
"What can you do?" Shego said her trademark smirk on her face.
She continued to smirk at them as she turned to walk with her army. She gripped onto her spear and looked to see Kim and their children standing there. Kim held onto her helmet, the kings helmet. It had a long black crest of fur going over the top of it. Her one daughter, the one that looked like Kim carried her sword. Her other carried her shield over her head. Shego just smiled at them before she took her sword and sheathed it. She then took her shield and looked at her children. She smiled softly before turning to Kim.
Kim was looking at her as she took the helmet. They looked into each other's eyes before kissing each other softly. When they parted Shego felt little arms wrap around her legs. She looked at the children as they cried, not wanting her to leave. She looked at them, a kind smile on her face as Kim pulled them off of her. Shego looked at her before turning and walking down the path to follow her soldiers.
"Spartan" Kim called after Shego making her stop and look back to her.
"Milady" Shego said looking to her as she walked up to her.
Kim looked at her as she stopped in front of her. She reached up and stroked her cheek, tenderly caressing it. Her hands came back and she untied her eagle claw necklace. She looked at it before looking to Shego. Her head tipped forward and so Kim tied it around her true love's neck. She pulled Shego's hair back so it wasn't trapped under the leather cord. "Come back with your shield... or on it" she said looking at Shego who stood in front of her.
"Yes milady" Shego replied with a nod.
"Goodbye, my love" she doesn't say it. She doesn't say it, there's no room for softness, not in Sparta. No place for weakness. Only the hard and strong may call themselves Spartans. Only the hard, only the strong.
She looked at Kim before turning and walking away leaving Kim standing there. Kim lowered her head as she fought back the over whelming emotions. She looked down to her children who were crying as they clung to her. She tipped her head down before looking to the army as it disappeared over a hill.
XX
A few miles a way a collection of trees could be seen. The sun cut through the holes in the branches. Its light struck a Spartan's crimson cape. A hunchback walked out of the trees. His eyes looked down onto the capital city of Sparta. He gripped onto a shield and spear as he watched the small collection of men march.
His hand reached out to a tree nearby. Long, boney, misshapen fingers tapered down to a wide palm. He gripped onto a tree and looked at them as they marched. "Mother, Father, I will make you proud" he said softly before walking back into the trees.
XX
We march, for our lands, for our families, for our freedoms. We march.
Shego and Zita were in the front of the lines of three hundred soldiers. In front of them a man walked playing a flute. She listened to the melodic tone of it. It was meant as a way to keep the soldiers marching at a steady pace. She tipped her head down and looked at the necklace Kim had given her. A hand fell on her shoulder making her look over to Zita. Her captain and friend looked at her and offered a kind smile as they kept walking.
Shego looked up to see at least an army of a thousand Athenians marching towards them. She smirked a bit for she knew they were there to join them. She looked at the leader of the army. It was an old rival of her. He had become her friend but they were still rivals being as he is Athenian and she a Spartan.
He had a bald head and a goatee of light brown hair. His skin had a slight yellow tone to it from years of exposure to harsh environments. His shield was strapped to his back and he gripped onto a spear. He and Shego stood in front of each other. She was easily a foot taller than he was.
"Dementor, what an unfortunate surprise" she said not passing up the chance to make a joke at his expense.
"The morning has been full of surprises Shego" he said looking at her as they looked at one another. Both started to hear the Athenian soldiers murmuring to one another. They all looked on at the meager amount of Spartans before them. Shego glanced at them before looking at Dementor. "Silence" he barked back at them before looking back to Shego. "We had heard that Queen Shego herself and Sparta were on the warpath. We were eager to join forces" he said looking to her as she stood there.
"Well, if you're out for blood, your thirst will be quenched with us" she said smiling at him.
"But you brought so few soldiers against the might of the Persian Empire. I was wrong to think you would at least match our numbers" he said with a proud smirk, happy with the army that he raised.
"Oh really" she said looking at him. Her attention turned to a man standing off to Dementor's right. "You there, what's your profession?" She questioned the man.
"Blacksmith" he replied looking to her.
She just nodded before looking to another. "And you Arcadian, what is it that you do?" She said pointing at another soldier.
"Sculptor ma'am" he replied.
"Sculptor, remind me when this is over to take you back to Sparta. I'll need you to make a gift for my wife" she said smirking before looking to one more. "And you?"
"I'm a potter ma'am" he replied with a shrug of his shoulders.
"Potter, well that's a winner" she said smirking before glancing to Zita who was chuckling a bit. She turned and looked back to her army. "SPARTANS, WHAT IS YOUR PROFESSION?" She questioned with a bellowing yell as she looked at them all. She watched as they let out three deep cheers. With each cheer their spears were thrust into the air, in perfect harmony with their cheers. Turning she looked at Dementor who had his head lowered in defeat. "You see old friend? I brought more soldiers than you did" she said smirking, proud of her soldiers and proud to upstage her Athenian counterpart.