I do not own any characters named herein from Disney, and am only using them for a tale meant for entertainment purposes only.
Kim Possible: Possibly Strange
By LJ59
11
The Elder was still sitting in shadow despite the fact the sun had long since fallen by the time Kim and Shego returned to his house.
"I expected you sooner."
"I had a nap," Kim shrugged. "Long day. Longer week. I would think you wouldn't want me to slip up in….anything, right?"
"And why would we possibly care if you slipped, or not," Edward huffed, sporting a very obvious bruise on the side of his jaw.
One Kim knew still looked fresh.
She glanced over at Shego, who only shrugged.
"Well, you wouldn't want me to miss a tail, or something, and lead the wrong people here. Would you, Junior," she called him.
"You will not call me that," he almost shrieked. "I am Lord Senior to you, you...Norm."
"Calm down, my son. I have long felt that Miss Possible is far more than Norm. While she may deny it," he said, holding up a hand when Kim started to protest. "It is obvious that you are not one of us, but you are hardly…Norm. That said, I have heard….marvelous things about this cure of yours. I would know more before I address any of my people. Tell me, is Shego really cured? And what of the Dravens?"
"Ask her."
"It's been almost four days now, and not one drop, old man. You tell me. Could anyone else manage that, and still be standing here without wanting to rip your idiot son to pieces?"
"Father!"
"Be still," the Elder sighed. "Go, summon Henry. Now," he ordered.
"Yes, father," the man actually sulked. Then paused to glare at the two women before stalking off.
"His mother was a Norm. A passing fancy. Unfortunately, he did not inherit her spirit. Or my brains," the older man declared after the door closed behind the man.
"It happens," Kim shrugged. "So, what do you need to know that Shego hasn't told you?"
"Everything. You are well known for your honesty even in the face of adversity, Miss Possible. On your honor, would this cure of yours help my people? Would it truly end the thirst that plagues us?"
"I'm sure Shego told you, but Wade would have scan each subject to tailor the serum to their particular metabolism. Just a she did for Shego, and the Dravens. Once done, though, he is more than confident that it will end your…..affliction. Just as it has theirs."
"I see. And long-term effects? Because I am concerned myself, and I know many will ask. Will it end our advantages? Our strengths? Our….immortality?"
"Honestly, even Wade doesn't know. Human genetics are still fluid at best, and even he cannot predict the long-term effects in something like this case. Especially on someone who might have already lived a longer than usual life span."
"Like Thaddeus?"
"Well, so far, he seems quite normal. No real consequences beyond the ending of his blood-thirst, or his UV sensitivity. If anything else comes out of that, you can be sure Wade is still watching him."
The Elder nodded at Kim.
"I see. And what of reports that Shego now has some manner of…..solar-based power? Was that because of his serum?"
"No. It was because of Shego," Kim replied before Shego could open her mouth. "As I told you, every metabolism is unique to the individual. Somehow, Shego's physiology used the excess UV rays that once plagued her to empower her cells, rather than destroying them. In turn, she can vent those energies, and in fact, needs to vent them, or they can become….just as painful as before. Right, Shego?"
"What she said," Shego nodded at the redhead, knowing she had just downplayed the fact that the Nerdlinger had given her some serious cosmic might with his potion. Something they all agreed that no one else needed to know.
"I see. Very well. I'm going to ask you wait for word from me before doing anything else, Miss Possible. Including offering your….cure to any of our people. I would not deny them a chance to truly live, you understand. But I favor knowing that none of them would…..suffer after the fact."
"I understand. And all you have to do is ask, and Wade will be more than happy to help anyone that wants the serum."
"And if we asked for samples? For my own scientists to study?"
"Uh, then we might have a problem. Wade doesn't really trust anyone. Not even Global Justice. He has rules about anyone taking his work after a certain scientist tried to use his dimensional-viewer as a weapon. Now, he disseminates with care, but he won't surrender anything. You understand," Kim smiled. "After all, we both know this serum could conceivably turned into a weapon to be used against you, or Norms. Something neither of us want."
"As you say," the Elder smiled. "Very well. I shall consider, and watch. Until such time, if it comes, I ask you continue to remain silent. Even if certain members of higher authority demand otherwise."
And if that weren't a blatant reminder this guy had eyes everywhere, Kim didn't know what it was.
"As I told Betty myself, when I give my word, it's done. I don't break my promises," Kim told him. "Ever."
"That is very admirable, young lady. You remind me of my first bride."
"An honorable woman," Kim smiled.
"A shrew, and a harridan," he admitted with a strangely fond smile. "Did she say you would suffer, you would suffer. Still, she had her….soft side."
"I'll take your word for it. Will that be all? I do still have work to do."
"Yes. I'm certain. I will tell you this, Miss Possible. A certain Austrian recently flew into town. A man of your acquaintance, I'm told. He recently stopped by to visit Jack Hench on his way to Middleton."
Kim and Shego both shared a grim look now.
"I won't ask how you know, but I appreciate the warning. I have been expecting him."
"Indeed. I wish you better fortune than your last encounter. Until another time, Miss Possible," he said, making a motion of dismissal.
When they left the room, they found Henry standing there with Junior.
"Ladies. I do believe I'm to be your…..guinea piglet, I believe they call it here of late."
"Uh, you mean, guinea pig," Shego asked with a smirk.
"Indeed. The Master wishes to see firsthand how your cure works. I volunteered to try."
"We'll have to scan you first. Can you step out to my car," Kim asked, not bothering to admit her 'watch' could scan him right on the spot.
Shego smirked at her, but said nothing.
Henry merely nodded, and followed them outside, Junior remained behind, declaring, "You will certainly not be scanning me with any of your…..woman's tricks," he huffed.
"Issues," Kim asked Shego as they headed for the Roth parked out at the curb.
"Oh, yeah," the green-skinned woman declared.
"I won't ask," she sighed as Henry followed in silence.
"Smart."
Kim only smiled.
"You know, for once," Shego drawled.
"You just have to push," Kim sighed.
"It's part of my charm."
"Or so she often claims," Henry drawled as they reached the car, and she opened the side door.
"Wade, you up?"
"You know me, Kim," the dash-com lit up as Henry merely arched a single brow at the device on the car dash. "What do you need?"
"I need you to scan Henry, and tailor an anti-serum for him."
"Right. Just stand there for a minute," he told the older man, and Henry merely eyed Kim.
"Just what is this…..scanning?"
"Done," Wade declared from the dash.
"Done," the gaunt man frowned.
"How does he look, Wade," Kim asked.
"Okay. Okay. Indicators are positive, and everything looks…..as expected. I can have a viable serum for his metabolism in…..four hours. Where should I deliver it?"
"Four….hours," Henry blinked. "That's all?"
"Well, give or take," Kim smiled. "Send it to the usual place," Kim told Wade pointedly. "I'll pick it up, and deliver it myself later."
"As soon as possible, if you don't mind," Henry asked, a faint smile on his usually dour face. "Er, to settle the Elder's mind, of course."
"Of course," Shego drawled, but said nothing else.
"It takes six to ten hours to be effective, and after that, you should be fine," Wade declared. "Anything else, Kim?"
"Yes," she told him. "I just got word that Dementor is definitely in town. He stopped off at Hench's on the way over, and may already be here."
"Then he's being sneaky, because I haven't found him yet. I'll double my watch, and see what I find. Be careful," he told her. "And, you are still wearing…..it?"
"Naturally," she told him.
"Good. You may need it if Hench is definitely backing Dementor this time."
"Definitely," Shego agreed.
"I'll be in touch," Wade said. "Good luck, Kim."
The dash went dark, and Henry eyed her.
"I have to ask. How did a child find a cure that all the world's greatest minds have dismissed as possible?"
"Maybe they weren't really looking," Shego asked Henry.
Kim and Henry both looked at her.
"What? It had to be said. I started thinking….."
"You," Henry drawled.
"Funny. Look, some of these guys are pretty old. And pretty powerful. Maybe some of them don't want to let go? Get it?"
"That makes sense," Kim had to admit. "Still, Henry, you can tell the Elder that while Wade has found an anti-serum, it's not something I'd force on anyone. Volunteers only. He has my word."
"I'm certain that will make him much relieved, Miss Possible. Good evening, ladies. And, do be careful. Even I've heard of this dreadful DeMenz character. Quite the sociopath."
"Yes. Yes, he is," Kim agreed as Henry turned to head back inside.
"And he's the type to hide behind others, and sucker-punch you," Shego asked as they climbed into the car.
"Oh, yeah," Kim nodded, frowning for a moment.
"Then, if he's after you, he'll likely be headed right for your house."
"I'm not worried about them."
"But…?"
"After that last home invasion, the Tweebs finally finished their new home-security system. You couldn't get into our house now without….. Well, their permission."
"We got in okay," Shego huffed.
"Exactly. I can tell you, they saw us coming a mile off, and let us in. Anyone else," Kim smiled as she started the old Roth that rumbled with life when the key turned. "They might be in for a surprise."
KP
"Dr. Director, we have a positive sighing," Will's voice shouted over her radio as she flew toward Middleton, intending to personally find, and take the answers from Wade herself this time after every physical they subjected the Dravens to proved only that they had strange incisors, but were otherwise human.
Completely, normally, human.
After their confession, which pointedly mentioned nothing of vampires, or secret enclaves, she had little choice but to turn them over to the Upperton authorities for trial.
Still, she was certain she knew what they were. Or what they had been. They were the key to her own mother's murder so long ago. To Shego. To the madness she had slowly pieced together after years of clandestine work to keep anyone from ridiculing the 'ghoul hunter' again.
And Wade had the key that would finally let her strike back at the real monsters in the night.
She had not even gotten near Middleton when Will had broken in on the private channel.
"Who? You sighted who?"
"Dementor," Will exclaimed. "He's attacking Possible right in the middle of the street in front of her own home!"
"I'm on my way," she said, and increased her speed even as she banked from her original heading, and headed on a direct course for Kimberly's house.
Hoping she arrived in time. Even she recalled the last time Kimberly faced that madman alone. She almost didn't come back. She almost didn't survive. There was no telling what the madman planned this time if he was confident enough to attack Kim at her own house.
KP
"Gott in Himmel," Dementor howled as his first wave of Henches slammed into a shimmering dome of some sort that repelled them with static blasts severe enough to leave the nine men laying very unconscious in the street.
And twitching like they were still connected to a live wire.
"How is this possible," the shorter than average madman huffed as he stared from the armored van where he stayed safely hidden, his finger brushing the trigger on the altered weapon he held that would end Shego's threat, and presence for good.
And likely make it very easy for him to take out Kim Possible once, and for all.
This time, he would not leave her to suffer, either. He would do what he should have done the first time. Take her head as a trophy, and show the entire world that no one could defy Professor Dementor. This time, the ultimate victory would be his.
Along with fifty million U.S. dollars.
And anything else he wanted.
For who would stop him once he had rid himself of that redheaded brat that didn't know a proper woman's place?
"Fall back, you idiots," he shouted over his radio when another three men risked the invisible dome that became visible only when someone tried to advance on the house.
Even as he shouted, he heard the shrill whine of powerful turbines, and looked around.
"I know that sound," he murmured, even as the small, ridiculous looking conveyance Possible used lowered itself from the sky.
"Flying cars," he sneered. "How absurd," the man wearing the helmet over his bearded face sneered.
Still, he waited, even as his remaining fourteen men rushed to attack the two women that jumped out, and rushed forward to meet them.
He watched, astonished at how smoothly the redhead moved.
He ignored Shego.
He already knew that woman was unnatural. Almost as unnatural as Possible.
No, the real threat was Kim Possible. Still, once he dealt with her new ally, she would fold easily enough. Especially once he used his modified projector on both of them. This time, he really would be killing two birdies with one ray.
He shoved the van door open even as the men began to fall, and flicked the arming switch.
The barrel began to glow, and he smiled at the humming sound even as he targeted Shego, who had her back to him.
Then he fired.
The blinding blast struck Shego full in the back, and for a moment, even he couldn't see her beyond the faintest of silhouettes as the blast of super-intense artificial UV rays lit up the night. And squarely hit the green witch that should have stuck to her shadows.
Shego howled, and when the ray faded, Shego was on her face, completely still, her seared, charred coat literally smoldering from the heat of the beam that had encompassed her.
"You're turn, fraulein," he chortled as Kim turned to Shego, concern on her face even as Dementor proved once more he was a master of back-stabbing.
Kim took a step toward him, but he only laughed, and pulled the trigger again.
To Be Continued…