Unstoppable

Disclaimer: Kim Possible belongs to Disney, I'm not making any money out of writing this fiction so please don't sue me for my lunch money.

Chapter Nine: Heroes

"Why must we fight?"

All morning he had fidgeted with this or that. Adjusted straight pictures and wiped clean countertops. Several sweets sit on the kitchen table, the frosting on each one slowly running into a melted mess. A fly sits on one of his cakes that had looked lovely when he first finished decorating it.

Shego looks at the melting symbols of Drakken's inward grief. She has her concerns, knowing he is fully aware of what will happen once they get in Zorpox's way. It is a frightening thought indeed…though it would be less so if she were not tethered to her emotions so much right now.

"That is what heroes do." Shego recalls once being a member of a super hero team, back when she cared so much about people she did not even know.

"Despite our current view on life…we are no heroes." Drakken sighs. "We…are thugs, capable of the worse wrongs this world can offer. We are incapable of doing any good when once we defeat this madman, I will be trying to kill Kimberly?"

He asks another question. Lately he has asked quite a few, each more desperate than the last. Drakken's timid voice rings in Shego's sensitive ears. He is frightened. Shego gently pats Drakken on the back and softly utters some words of comfort. Her smile is warm and her gentle touch is enough to shake him of his timid fright.

"Despite of what will happen in the future, Kimberly needs us now. That is all that there is to know at this point. We are her only hope."

Drakken takes in Shego's words. She is the one that will be doing all the saving…his participation will only bring Shego discomfort. After all, she will have to protect him and help him up when he falls and cover his mouth when he accidentally blurts something out while they are being stealthy. Drakken is not very good at anything besides science…and he dropped out of college for that.

Deep down, there is something more to his uneasiness. That same feeling he knows that Shego knows whenever she risks her neck to save him or make his meticulous plans work. A fear that every mortal fears now and again. One that cannot be escaped because it comes sooner or later without fail. Drakken is afraid to die, but even more afraid to see Shego die for him.

"At the least, she needs you." He admits, his self esteem in shambles and his voice but an ashamed whisper. "I must admit my own weakness Shego, my friend. If this madman is to be defeated, it will not come by my hands. You and Kimberly are the worlds only hope…I can't do this." Slumping his shoulders, Drakken sulks as he heads for the garage door.

Drakken is not the best equipped fighter or the award winner for most common sense. But, he has always been with her and been there for her when she needed him most. Whether he was aware of it or not, she and he looked out for each other and knowing his life was in her hands, Shego found herself driven to keep him where he would always be safest…her care.

"I know you can do this Doctor D, you have to…I can't go without you."

"I don't want…" His eyes begin to water as he chokes out his feelings. "I don't…I…I don't know what I'd ever do if I lost you." He closes his eyes as if ashamed to admit it.

Shego looks at this man who has just opened up his heart to her. The attitudeinator may have changed her from bad to good but it did not take away her feelings. Drakken could never tell her this if he were his usual self because he would be afraid of her reaction.

She would never tell him how she thinks she feels because of her pride. Right now, Shego has no amount of pride that could keep him away from her. Zorpox is still out there and he knows Drakken and Shego are the earth's only defense. Drakken's capability is nothing compared to his knowledge of Ron.

"Drew." Her hand finds his broad shoulder. "I would never leave your side." Boldly, she moves her hand up and cups one side of his face. "Everything will be fine, I promise."

"Either way…we still have to go. At one time or another if I don't go he may still come after me…you?" Her sparkling ,wet eyes are a definite answer and he closes his eyes to think.

"You shouldn't be so afraid, Doc…because…"

It came so unexpectedly. The soft, sensual pressure on his lips. His cheeks lit on fire before he even knew what was going on. Dark eyes open slowly to see two pale green eyelids fluttering thick lashes and strands of raven hair contrasting against the creamy, slightly pink cheeks of his longtime partner. Her hand guides his mouth to hers.

"We'll be together."

He smiles as she gently takes his tiny feminine hand in hers. The two previous super villains head to begin their search and rescue of one previous adversary, Kimberly Ann Possible.

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The white dress she adorns flows with every one of her feeble steps. More and more of her seems to fade away the deeper she goes into the twisted castle but for her life she cannot stop walking. Step by step she makes her way to the highest room of the tallest tower. Her eyes are open but empty. Kim's arms dangle at her sides as her shifting feet seem to glide.

Unlike her, his beloved who had been slowly finding her place, he knew where he was since the day he was capable of consciousness. Gargoyle like stature and glare makes this freckled face boy look like the madman he is on the inside.

His hands are clasped behind his back as he gazes out the dark window. Lightning crashes just outside, and briefly his blue complexion can be noticed. The dark silhouetted madman remains still, even as Kim enters the room.

Her hair put up in a high ponytail and her figure slimmed by the silk white gown. A fading candlelight peeks into the dark room where Zorpox lurks. He resembles a dark count awaiting his victim for the night…except in this dream, Kim is always the victim.

Everything starts spinning. Kim looses her footing and stumbles to the floor. She knocks a vase over and it shatters on the cold ground. Zorpox whips his head around, his eyes a haunting yellow. Kim grips the floor in an attempt to stop moving. As the world slows down, Kim begins to make out a figure leaning down to her.

Zorpox holds out a bouquet of flowers, a slickly masked kind smile falsely edged on his blue face. Raising one eyebrow, he urges Kim to take the flowers. Very softly she takes hold of them.

"Ow."

The pain is dull and watered down, but it is still there. Kim stares at the prick and watches the red bead of life emerge from her pale skin. Transfixed by its rich color as the rest of the world is engulfed in shades of gray, Kim barely notices her body falling.

Red hair whips through the air wildly like fire as she descends down the dark tunnel. Silence breaks as she hears his laughter, his voice coldly echoing through the stillness. Kim closes her eyes and holds her breath. She awaits the real world with a calm and quiet dignity as she falls through a wall of crystal glass.

"Do you have to make everything so dramatic KP?"

That voice. So sweet, honest, kind…so caring. Fingernails digging into the carpet, Kim pries her eyes open and forces her body up. She hits the ground with a hard thud as her weak arms give out. He so tenderly scoops her up in his arms and carries her to the bed. Kim's eyes pop open as he drops her suddenly onto it.

She bounces once, then her weak body lies back on the cool cover and her eyes slowly flutter as if to close again. Something wet hits her face. Kim opens her eyes, blinking as a few cold drops of water are sprinkled onto her forehead. She nearly drown as suddenly an entire cup-full is poured onto her face.

"H-Hey!" she slaps her hand to her eye and wipes some of the liquid off. "What's your damage?"

"Oh if only you knew." His voice is sullen and melancholy. "If only you understood what I go through everyday when I cannot tell you how I feel."

"Oh…" Her lips part as does her curiosity. "That's so sweet. But, who are you?"

He whips around to look at her. Questions he never thought he would have to answer. Not ones asked so honestly anyway. Zorpox scratches his head and rubs his chin as he eyes Kim and her large innocent eyes. She hardly looks evil at all. She looks…naïve.

"I'm your boyfriend." Not a lie, he wants to be as honest as he can with her.

"Oh, my boyfriend? But you're so…"

Her voice trails off, but he knows the rest of that old line. Tensing his shoulders, Zorpox grits his teeth at the shallow comment. His neck cracks. Biting his lower lip, he puts on a pleasant smile as he distracts himself from harsh words by twiddling his thumbs.

"And you're so beautiful, talented and perfect…I know." Zorpox says this in a soft, adoring voice and his sincere explanation seems to convince her as she meekly smiles. "KP, you seem to have a little amnesia."

"I must…" She taps her bottom lip thoughtfully. "Everything's so hazy…but I can vaguely recall mom, dad and…you." Her eyes seems to flicker as she must get a hazy picture of them in her mind…and she smiles with a blush on her face.

He feels his heart skip a beat. The way she says it, like remembering him is the most important thing in the world to her. He cannot help but blush slightly as well. Kim notices the pink hue on his face and attempts to start a conversation before the silence get too…awkwierd, is that the correct word? Seems so.

"So…uh, where are we?"

"My base." He comments, a little more professionally. "The location where me and you are riding this world of a terrible disease for the greater good." Of course in his mind he means himself.

"What disease?"

"Obesity." Placing his hands behind his back he begins to pace the floor. "We are eliminating the public choice to go out to eat and become obese by taking over the companies that sell them their junk."

"Sounds awfully farfetched."

Zorpox only lets his eye slightly twitch as a sign that he is lying.

"We're two college bound teens and we…fight obesity?" She places her hands on her hips as she sways them to one side.

Despite how cute she looks doing that, Zorpox must focus on getting her to believe him.

"Kimberly. There is a bigger, better picture here." His words slipping off his tongue like a fresh dew of honey. "We are an unstoppable force. No villain in the world can defeat us. Together we can do anything…this is our plan to take over the world's conglomerate. We take over Bueno Nacho, and then everything else, governing it and making the world a better, brighter place. Establish control before some halfwit villain does. Don't you see?"

"Is that right?"

"It's destiny. You and me…fighting to make this world a better place." His hand holds fast in the night, with his shimmering brown eyes.

The shadows around the two still bodies cover them like a blanket. Silhouetted like a modern tragedy, the two figures stare into one another's eyes. This place is no earthbound ground. It separates their souls from the rest of the world. Everything else…is nothing.

He smiles, softly for once as her tender gaze meets his without hatred or regret, with neither fear nor contempt but…love. His eyes close as he feels her arms wrap themselves around his own. Why had he ever wanted her to be evil?

If he had known her sweet innocent love could melt his heart like this, he would have bonked her on the head days ago.

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Okay...it has been quite a while huh? Sorry for the delay...but haven't been in a writing mood. I do not know how many people actually read this story...which makes me sad. Thank you though, to those who read my work and bug me to write more. I hate it when people do not finish their stories so at the least i'm going to finish all the ones I have yet to complete...including You Got Jacked!, my freakazoid fanfic that nobody reads and my other xiaolin showdown fic I cannot quite recall the name of it. It's been too long! Waa! so much writing to do, I hope someone still cares about my stories, i'm so old. Anyway...I know this chapter is short...but the next chapter will be ridiculously long as I plan to have it conclude the story. Send me some reviews of encouragement on this chapter and I may update quicker.