I don't own these characters. Okay, wait, I do own Trin, Shin, Tatsu, and a little fellow by the name of Booker, who is new to the universe. Everyone else belongs to Disney, though.
A/N: For this to make any sense, you might have to read Memoirs of the Malcontent, at least chapters 8 and 10. You'll know why certain characters are pissed at other characters if you do.
Underdogs
1: It's Fun Until Someone Gets Hurt
Drakken worked in the dull, grey laundry room in the maximum-security prison, where he was locked up in. He was stuck there, unless Shego ever decided she was bored with being retired and came to break him out. Of course, he had no idea Shego was retired. He had not been able to keep up with her, as she had not kept in contact with her.
Drakken was not sure what happened to Shego. He could not remember much from the day that Global Justice took him into custody. He had been in jail for almost a year now and was not going anywhere… or so was the plan of those on the side of justice. Others had different plans.
Four rather large inmates, sized like his biggest henchmen, included Drakken in on their escape plans doing something so classic it had to work. They escaped through the laundry chute. Drakken could not believe they fit down the thing, but it was wide enough for all of them to go down individually and they landed in a pile of clothing that had to be sent out of the prison. There was no laundry truck waiting, but they found something that was just as good.
They managed to steal a garbage truck that was nearby collecting the trash. They overpowered the workers and left them bound by the dumpsters, tied with bed sheets. Drakken was impressed with the smooth getaway. He was curious as to why the men took him along with their escape plan, but chalked it up to them either wanting to use his genius later on in a scheme or them thinking he might snitch on them. They really had no choice in taking him. He guessed he would be going his own way once they made it far enough.
Drakken began mentally making plans now that he was free again. First, I have to find Shego. How dare she not come get me?! He would give her a piece of his mind for not breaking him out before anything else. He had sat in jail for almost a year thanks to her. He was willing to bet she was on vacation or something, too. Typical Shego. He let out a heavy huff. He would give her an earful when he found her. He obviously was unaware of what happened since Global Justice arrested him so many months ago, but then again, he tended to be oblivious to most things that did not involve his own plotting.
When the truck came to a halt, Drakken was about to go on his way. He found out at that moment he certainly would not be doing that. Just as he was about to stroll away, one of the large men grabbed him by the shoulders and dragged him into a warehouse. The others walked in behind them.
"Wait, where are you taking me!" Drakken demanded loudly, trying to sound strong, but there was a quiver in his throat. He knew he could not do anything against the four men without Shego or without any bits of technology.
The men did not answer him, but a couple more of them took hold of Drakken as he started flailing, trying to get away from them. His struggles did nothing, but tire him out and he worked up a sweat, clothes stuck to him, and he panted in hopes of catching his breath. They went deep into the warehouse and then they went into a secret tunnel. It was hot and humid, but they did not seem to care as sweat dripped down Drakken's ponytail. They marched down the channel with Drakken yelling all the way.
"Where are we going? Where are you taking me? What's going on?" Drakken hollered at the top of his lungs, but he did not get any answers. It did not fill him with confidence that no one told him to be quiet. That meant there was no one around to hear him scream.
They ended up in a dimly lit, plain room where two men sat, playing cards at a small rounded table. One was a rather fat man with another, very large and muscular man standing by him, as if standing guard. The other man playing cards was an average looking fellow in a tan suit with an ebony goatee and short, greasy black hair.
"Here ya go, boss," one of the fugitives said while the others dumped Drakken onto the floor not too far from the card table. Drakken groaned upon impact and thought he might bruise.
"Good going, guys. Go do your thing now," the ebony-haired male told the four fugitives. The prison-escapees left the blue doctor on the hard, cold cement floor.
"Now, what is going on here?" Drakken hollered, flailing his arms from his spot on the cement. He did not get up, fearing they would just plant him on the ground again and they might be rougher a second time.
"Doctor Drakken, so good of you to join us," the fat man said with a smile that could be described as cordial, especially considering the scientist felt he was being kidnapped. It was a little weird.
Drakken blinked as he realized who the large man was. "What the? Big Daddy Brotherson? What do you want with me?" His cerulean face scrunched up, twisted as he puzzled over what such a big shot might need with him. He was not sure if their paths had ever crossed before, even though he was aware of the information dealer.
"Doctor Drakken, I'd like you to meet my partner for this current venture. He goes by the simple name of Bane," Big Daddy Brotherson introduced the pair, slowly motioning to the man sitting across from him.
"Bane? That's it?" Drakken asked as he picked himself up from the floor. He studied the man, trying to figure out if he might know him from somewhere. It would be easier to trust him if Drakken could determine what level of criminal he was, even if Brotherson was vouching for him. The man was a complete stranger to him. The name was not even familiar.
"That's all you need to know," Bane answered, trying to sound sinister as he spoke. Most around could tell he was forcing it out, but Drakken brought it.
"Okay, well, what do you two want with me?" the blue-skinned scientist inquired.
"We want you to help us get revenge on a common enemy we all have," Big Daddy Brotherson answered, folding his hands in front him as if he was about to make a deal. He tapped his fingertips together.
"Kim Possible?" Drakken guessed. He knew the teen busybody had ruined all of his best plans whenever she could, so he would not put it passed her to ruin everyone else's fun when she was not in his business.
"No, Trin Possible," Big Daddy Brotherson corrected the scientist. Bane frowned at the mention of that name and fury flashed through his eyes.
Drakken frowned right along with Bane. Trin Possible, perhaps the second most annoying person he had ever met with the last name Possible. He could still feel the pain of her kicking him in the balls. Thanks to her, he could not even recall much of what happened that day because she started abusing him when she got free from her ropes. The most he recollected was intense agony in his lower regions. The woman was ruthless and merciless in a way he never imagined a Possible could be.
"What do you want me to do?" Drakken inquired in an interested tone. He would like to teach that Possible a lesson she would never forget.
Big Daddy Brotherson snapped his fingers and his bodyguard pulled out a folder from inside his jacket at lightning speed. The bodyguard handed the folder to Drakken. The scientist opened it and studied the documents inside.
"We're thinking if you combine that technology, we can all have a good time at the expense of Trinket Possible," Bane commented.
"Not to mention Shinichi Toriyama," Big Daddy Brotherson grumbled with disdain in his voice with an equal amount of hatred in his eyes. Those damned kids had made a fool of him and he was not going to stand for it. They would suffer.
-8-8-8-8-
Spring Break, it was probably a blessing from the vacation gods, especially when there was good weather. Shin was pretty sure sometime in the distant past, the clouds parted and some blond, surfer-looking god with golden skin and wavy hair declared that from that moment on there would be a time known as "spring break" where everyone was allowed to act completely and utterly stupid and it being spring break justified such behavior. Of course, there were other times like that on the calendar, but spring break also included fun in the sun, wonderful tanned bodies, and the occasional interesting shark attack if they vacationed in the right spot.
Right now, Shin began setting himself up on the beach. His usual four lovely, semi-insane cohorts were supposed to meet him down there. He did not see how they could turn putting on bathing suits into a half-hour long activity. He had managed to put on some bright orange and yellow swim-trunks in less than a minute. Now, his question was: how was it that something he could do in about thirty seconds took the ladies thirty minutes? He could only guess they got sidetracked.
"That's what I need to do, get sidetracked," Shin muttered to the breeze with a bit of a lusty smile as he walked through the near-white sand. He scoped out a few guys playing volleyball not too far away, but they could wait. He should get comfortable first, do what he wanted, and then go get crazy with heavenly bodies.
He put his beach chair up a few feet from the beautiful blue-green water and hung his towel on the back of the chair. He kicked off his black flip-flops and jumped into his chair, looking to tan even more than he already had, even though he felt his golden-brown complexion could make even a surfer god jealous.
"I look damn good this complexion," he muttered with a grin.
Shin glanced around, noticing some girls checking him out. Shin had attracted attention the moment he stepped onto the beach, which was something he was used to. Even though he was short for a guy, he was muscular to make up for that. The cuts in his muscles were well-defined and practically begged to be leered at, seemingly requesting to be touched by curious, longing fingers. It helped that his skin had a glow to it now. He hoped to catch a few guys looking, so he could work on "getting sidetracked" later. He would definitely look into the dudes playing volleyball and maybe he could play with them.
Shin got lost in a daydream and started smiling goofily as he thought of wanting hands roaming his chest. He closed his eyes, licked his lips, and sighed. Yes, he was definitely going to work on getting "sidetracked," especially if he was left alone long enough.
"I'm shocked you didn't blow up the beach in the few minutes you had alone," he heard Shego remark from behind him, interrupting his dirty thoughts.
"I was just wondering the best place to set the charges," Shin replied with a boyish smile on his face as he opened his eyes to turn his attention to her. Thanks to that daydream, he was certain he would find a guy to occupy his time with when he got the chance and start a series of different explosions.
Shego laughed. "I wouldn't put it past you."
Shin continued smiling while Shego set up a chair next to him. He glanced over at her, seeing she had actually chosen an emerald modest one-piece bathing suit. He was surprised by that, thinking Shego was the type to flaunt it. He would not hold it against her since she definitely had sex appeal to flaunt. He was all for it when it got them free drinks at clubs.
"Are you getting greener?" he asked, an ebony eyebrow arched. He leaned over for a better look. She was, in fact, the same color as she had been before they arrived. How was that even possible? Their first day there, he had tanned walking from their hotel to the beach.
"I don't know, are you getting darker?" she countered in a bit of a snippy tone, letting Shin know that he was approaching a sensitive subject. But, the word "sensitive" was only barely in his vocabulary, which the former thief was aware of. He might just keep going on about her skin tone and she might have to castrate him.
"You know you like me when I'm chocolate. After all, girls love chocolate," he remarked with an irksome smirk. If he spent a couple of days in the sun, he was well aware he would end up a nice, deep brown, like rich clay. He found it funny he typically tanned darker than his mother.
"Keep it up and I'll make you melt in my hand," she countered and she let a little green flare dance around her fingers. He continued on smiling like the goof he was.
"Shego, don't mind Shin. You know he's just being annoying for the sake of being annoying," Kim reminded her girlfriend as she came over to set her own chair up next to the ex-sidekick.
"I'm not being annoying. I'm just wondering if while getting greener she goes through photosynthesis," he teased, grinning now.
"Shin," Shego growled like a very upset tiger.
Shin recognized the noise. She had used it once before when he dared to ask Kim if Shego tasted like mint. Kim had not looked amused by the question, but Shego made that noise. He was pretty sure Shego punched him after that question, but considering the fact that he understood it was rare for a person to recall what happened just before going unconscious due to skull trauma, he doubted he would ever know for sure. He would consider Kim hit him if only she was not a total sweetheart to him most of the time and she would have apologized for knocking him out completely.
"C'mon, Shego, you know I'm just messing with you. Don't think nothing about being green. Your stuff is hot as hell," Shin assured her with a sincere smile. He was not looking to ruin their spring break and he really did not want to hurt Shego's feelings. He liked her well enough, thought she fit in with them, and she made Kim happy. He could not ask for more.
Shego scoffed, but she was pacified by his words, especially since she believed him. Shin had a way about him, like a gleam in his eyes, which seemed to make him trustworthy when he wanted to be. She finished with her chair and moved to help Kim out. It was then Shin realized their little crew was missing two key components. He looked up and over his chair, but he did not see his evil twin or her lover.
"What happened to the harpy? She stuck underneath a mechanic? Or should it be the other way around? Do I really wanna know that much about them?" Shin mused aloud, a finger against his chin as he thought on it.
"They're coming. They were having a little tiff," Kim replied, dismissing whatever was going on with her sister and Tatsu with a flick of her wrist, as she eased into her seat, close enough to her lover to feel her body heat. Shego pulled out items from a bag she and Kim brought for their little relaxation time.
"About?" Shin asked, even though he could guess. Tatsu was probably putting up a fuss about an outfit Trin was trying to put on her. How predictable, he thought.
"Tatsu doesn't want Trin walking around in a skimpy little bikini," Kim answered with a bit of a laugh. She thought that was too cute, even though she and Shego had had a similar argument with her losing out somewhat. She was outside in a pink and orange bikini, not the one she wanted, with a matching sarong wrapped around her waist. She had not thought the argument was cute on her end. But, then again, it was probably best. Had she worn what she wanted, Shin and then Trin would have got on her case about it.
"Oh," Shin said. Well, that would have been his next guess. Always something about clothing when it came to his evil twin.
Shego and Kim turned their attention to each other for a moment. They took each other's hands for no reason other than the fact that they were together. Kim sighed, happy for a moment of rest. Between school and being a hero, the redhead was starting to get worn out. She guessed it was a bad idea to take seven courses just because Trin had done it throughout her undergrad career. Shego told her that she needed to step out of Trin's shadow and the blond Possible was in agreement with that. After all, she had taken that many courses without having to do the hero thing Kim did. Kim was starting to agree. Live and learn.
"Oh, I think I hear Satan coming," Shin hummed after a couple of minutes.
"You must have 'annoying bitch' radar," Shego remarked because she did not hear a thing.
"Kim must have the same since she can hear you coming a mile away," the half-Japanese young man quipped.
"No, her mouth is just that big," Kim chimed in, earning a chuckle from Shin.
Shego frowned; she did not need it coming from two ends now. Before Shego could make a comeback, Trin and Tatsu came over with their beach gear. They did not look like a couple that just had a "tiff" since they held hands as they came over. Tatsu was out in a violet one-piece swimsuit while Trin wore a thin yellow hoodie over her bathing suit. They set themselves up on the opposite side of Shin. He was not really interested in what they were doing until Trin slipped out of her hoodie.
"What the HELL is that!" Shin hollered in horror, pointing at his evil twin's back. From his reaction, a passerby might have thought that she had a giant, deadly, ugly bug on her back.
"What?" Trin inquired, sounding rather bored. She expected the irksome young man to make an "ass" remark since he was pointing in that direction and that was just like him.
"That!" He grabbed Trin by the hips and pulled her closer to him.
Tatsu snarled as soon as he touched her girlfriend, thinking Shin was being a jerk and going to grope Trin. He showed that was not the case by putting his finger right on the thing that freaked him out. The mechanic smiled while Trin's face was just perplexed and getting closer to outraged. Shego and Kim looked on, knowing some decent drama was coming.
"I thought everyone knew about that," Shego muttered to her girlfriend, keeping her eyes on the scene that was about to unfold.
"I guess everyone's not Shin," Kim replied in a low tone.
"Seriously, what the hell is this thing?" Shin demanded to know, jabbing the blond in the back with his index finger.
The thing that had Shin's attention was a tattoo on the small of Trin's pale back. As far as he knew, it was quite new, even though it was clear it had been there for a while. He was also bothered by what the tattoo was. She had a fierce eastern dragon on her back, cutting evenly across the base of her spine going almost to her sides. It was baring its teeth and showing its three claws on each hand. He found it looked oddly feminine despite the viciousness of it.
"When the hell did you get a tramp stamp?" Shin inquired, sounding rather upset with his evil twin. How dare she go get a tattoo and not tell me? They were evil twins!
"I got it for Tatsu's birthday," Trin answered, moving from his hold sharply.
"You got a tattoo for Tatsu's birthday?" he echoed in a baffled tone. What kind of sense did that make after all?
Trin sighed. "Yes, I got a tattoo for Tatsu's birthday," she said almost as if she was being sarcastic, but she clearly was not.
Shin was about to say something, but he could not figure out what he wanted to say. He knew he wanted to yell something, but he did not know what that something was. While he was trying to figure out what exactly needed to be said, Tatsu reached out and took Trin by the waist. She pulled the blond over to her and rested her hand where the tattoo was.
"Best birthday gift ever," Tatsu muttered, caressing the small of Trin's back. Shin's face turned bright red and he looked like he wanted to spit fire on Tatsu.
"I've got get you one of those," Shego said to Kim. Beyond knowing both Shin and Trin's reaction to that would be priceless, there was something about knowing Kim was committed enough to her to wear her name or a symbol of her on her skin. Sexy.
Kim rolled her eyes. She was pretty sure that was one thing she would not do because her sister did it. She could not see herself with a tattoo, especially one like Trin's. They figured Trin got a dragon on her back because Tatsu's name was Japanese for dragon. So, Trin pretty much got Tatsu's name permanently etched into her body, like saying she belonged to Tatsu. It did not seem like something the older Possible would do, but there it was, staring at anyone who glimpsed her back.
"You done freaking out?" Trin asked her male counterpart, her tone as bored as always.
"Um… no! You've got a damn tattoo of a dragon pretty much on your ass crack! What the hell is wrong with you?" Shin demanded, glaring at her.
"You'd think she tattooed it on his back from the way he's acting," Shego remarked, speaking to Kim.
"No, I think he'd cause a scene to the point we could charge money if she did that," Kim replied with an amused smile.
Shego had to concede that point, smiling too. "That would probably be a real fight between them. We'd make a fortune." What would I have to do to get Kim to get a tattoo on her back, preferably one that read "Shego" in flaming green letters? She was going to have to talk to Tatsu later on to find out how the mechanic convinced Trin to do such a thing, something they all knew was out of character for Trin.
"There's something wrong with you if anyone at all," Trin said to Shin in her usual monotone voice, which did not help him rein in his temper.
"While that is true, that doesn't explain what the hell this thing is on your back. Why the hell would you do this to your body?" Shin inquired.
Trin did not bother to answer him for two reasons. One, she suspected he was being his usual over-the-top, overly dramatic self. Two, she did not have to explain her actions to him when it came to what she did with Tatsu and he should know that by now. Shin frowned at being ignored.
"What the hell!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, throwing a tantrum in his chair, flinging sand around them.
"Hey!" Kim and Shego moved out of the way of flying grains, putting a little distance between their chairs and Shin.
Trin did not say anything to him and he quickly lost the ladies interest to better things, in their opinions. Shego decided to rub sunscreen on Kim and Tatsu was doing the same to Trin. Shin huffed and then screamed again before standing up and storming off.
"The hell is his problem?" Shego inquired, speaking loud enough for Shin to hear without considering his feelings at all, something he would have done in her place. "The damn thing's on the bitch's back, after all."
"Shin probably looks at it as she's slipping away from him just a little bit more," Kim replied, having the decency to speak lower than her girlfriend, so the fleeing young man did not hear.
"I knew he'd act like this. That's why I didn't tell him about it in the first place," Trin grumbled.
"Don't let his attitude spoil the day," Tatsu told her lover, whispering in her ear just because they were so close to each other.
"I won't. But, he's always such a damn baby over things. God, he acts like I married you and moved out of the country without telling him," the blond huffed, her body tense even though her lover was working on her with magic fingers while covering her in much-needed sunscreen.
"Well, you do pretty much have her name stamped on your ass. He knows it's got to mean something," Shego pointed out.
"What I have done to or near my ass is my own business, not his," Trin countered. She had gotten the tattoo as a surprise for her baby, showing a level of deep commit without buying a ring. It did not mean she was going to abandon her evil twin anytime soon, or anytime at all for that matter. He would probably kill himself and a bunch of other people if she took her eye off of him for too long and she would not be able to live with that.
"That's true, so try not to mention your flat ass anymore for the rest of the day while I'm here," Shego snorted as if she was deeply offended.
"You mean this ass?" Trin had the nerve to aim said body part at Shego.
The green-skinned woman wasted no time in smacking Trin's rear-end as hard as she could. Trin grimaced and knew that she had a big red hand print on her butt now. Shego laughed while Kim shook her head. Kim looked at Tatsu and they agreed with their eyes that they could not take their girlfriends anywhere.
"Keep that up and we might think there's something going on between the two of you," Kim teased her lover and her sister, hoping that would get them to behave.
"Like hell!" the two pale women declared as if they were just hit with the worst insult. They actually looked disturbed by that idea. Kim could not help laughing while Tatsu sported a small, amused smile.
-8-8-8-8-
Shin scowled as he walked off toward an open market. He was not sure where he was going, but he knew he was pissed and he needed to put a lot of distance between him and his evil twin. He could not believe his harpy had the nerve to go and get a tattoo of a dragon on her ass for Tatsu's birthday. Why not just go out and marry her already!
"She might as well tattoo 'Tatsu's bitch' on her forehead. What the hell, man?" he muttered while kicking up some dust with his left foot.
Honestly, Shin was not sure why he was so upset. He knew he was not going to lose Trin and he was used to sharing her with Tatsu. Still, he was pissed and was quite content with being that way, so he refused to analyze it. He was so set in being angry he was not watching where he was going. He bumped into someone, knocking that person to the ground and also getting the person's ice cream smeared on his bare chest.
"Ow," the person muttered as he hit the pavement.
"Oh, sorry about that," Shin apologized as he leaned down, offering a hand to the young man he knocked over.
"No, it was my fault," the young man said in an adorably low, almost shy sounding voice. He climbed to his feet, showing he was shorter than Shin. He was not particularly muscular and that was clear from the sleeveless white t-shirt he wore along with the tan cargo shorts. He had chocolate hair with two bangs pushed to the sides of his face that went down to his chin. He also had on spectacles over his practically shining onyx eyes. Adorable was the one word Shin could think fit him perfectly.
"Dude, I think that one was all me considering the fact that you're the one who ended up in the dirt," Shin commented.
"No, but I got you with the ice cream," the young man pointed out, staring at Shin's wide chest.
Shin could not help chuckling to himself because he knew the look in those onyx eyes that were glued to his torso. He smiled, thinking it was about time for him to get sidetracked. When was the last time I was in the company of someone so freaking adorable, anyway? I should bask in it while I can.
"Yeah, you did. I tell you what, I'll accept your apology if you let me buy you some more ice cream," Shin offered with a charming grin.
The young man smiled. "Sounds good. Well, I'm Booker."
"I'm Shin." The pair then walked off together.
-8-8-8-8-
Drakken was parked at a workbench. He was intent on his work, looking through a mounted magnifying glass as he took a thin work tool to his invention. He then looked up while pushing away slightly from his desk. He started laughing.
"Trin Possible, your worst nightmare is about to come true!" Drakken cackled.
-8-8-8-8-
Next time: the vacation comes to an end and the group returns to Middleton to find things amiss.