A/N: There are some changes and additions near the end of the chapter, so I hope you find them interesting.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible. It belongs to Disney and its creators. If it was in the show, I don't own it. I am not doing this for money, only for fun and practice.

Claimer: Krista Ruthie Moore is my OC. If you want to use her, please ask.

Chapter 7: Since When?

Denver, Colorado, December 27, 7 A.M.

Drakken sat at a desk in a hotel room, looking over the information in the file. This was his greatest plan yet. And all the information he needed was now at his fingertips.

Operation: Repossess

Drakken now knew, after reading the file, what this company was all about. On the outside, it seemed as if it was just a normal business that sold stocks, paid close attention to the stock market, and was in constant competition with other businesses. But another side-business was carefully and very well-hidden beneath.

The people that worked there were black-market vendors. And the CEO was the company's founder and leader. According to the file, you name it, they sell it. Their main office had been transferred overseas eleven years ago to avoid scandal in the United States.

Shego looked over Drakken's shoulder at the file. "So what's the plan again?"

"When the CEO's breakfast is over, we grab Mr. Thomas Moore and hold his for ransom," Drakken explained simply.

"Why do I feel like we've done this before?" Shego asked.

"Nng… Third time's the charm." Drakken continued flipping through the file. The project's schedule, the employees involved, the owner's family…

"Wait." Shego stopped Drakken on the 'family' page of the file. "The CEO has a kid?"

Drakken squinted at the page. "It appears so. Why?"

"Why grab the CEO when he has a kid? I guarantee he will pay much more money to get his precious daughter back than what his company would pay if we just took him." The wheels began turning in Drakken's head. That could work.

"Okay. New plan. Find out where Krista Ruthie Moore will be during the breakfast. Make sure she's alone. We don't want anyone stopping us before we can even start the plan," Drakken said.

Shego opened their laptop and typed Krista's name into the database. A few entries popped up, but one caught Shego's eye immediately. "Dr. D, check this out." Drakken looked at the computer screen and squinted at the words on the website.

Congratulations to Krista Moore for winning an exclusive interview with up-and-coming artist, Theodore Black!

The announcement was on a website for the photography museum where the CEO's breakfast was being held. Drakken smiled evilly.

"This just keeps getting better and better!"

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Denver, Colorado, December 27, 12 P.M.

Krista walked among the exhibits of photographs, thinking she had died and gone to Heaven. She got her artsy side from her mom. Her mom was always praising some new work of art or obsessing over a new photograph in her Photographers Monthly magazine.

She was completely engrossed in a photograph that seemed to be taken in a helicopter above the New York skyline when someone tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around to face one of the tour guides in the museum.

"Excuse me, are you Krista Moore?" the tour guide asked. Her long brown hair was pulled in a side ponytail, and a bright red headband held her bangs back.

"Yes," Krista replied politely.

"I was just contacted by Theodore Black. He has a family emergency he needs to tend to and was wondering if you could do the interview right now," the tour guide informed her.

"Sure," Krista replied. She followed the tour guide to a room near the back of the museum. Krista entered and the door was closed behind her.

The room was small, but it had two doors at opposite ends. The only furniture was a small table and two chairs. The room was only about half the size of her own bedroom.

Krista sat in the chair facing the door she came from. She sat there for a few minutes, going over the questions in her mind. Finally, the door opened, and a figure walked through.

But he was blue. He did not look like the picture she saw on the website.

"Um, are you Theodore Black?" Krista asked nervously.

"No," the man stated plainly. Krista stood up, sensing something was wrong. She inched her way towards the other door in the back of the room, but stopped when she heard it slam. Krista whipped around, and saw another strange figure. She had long, jet-black hair, and was wearing a green and black jumpsuit, but her skin… was pale green.

Krista was starting to panic. "What's going on? Where's Theodore Black?"

The man took another step forward. "He's a little… tied up at the moment." He got closer, and Krista began to see a gap near the doorway. A few more steps, and then she broke out into a run toward the door. Her hand was on the door handle when a green flame burst next to the wall. She froze mid-turn. When she faced the two figures again, the woman's hands were glowing.

"Wh-who are you people?" she asked, her voice shaking.

"That's for us to know, and you to find out," Drakken said, sounding like a whiny kid on the playground. Krista slowly began to reach for her cell phone. But apparently she wasn't slow enough, because the man motioned for her to hand it over, and when she hesitated, the woman with the glowing hands stood next to him and gave her a glare that said, hand it over or you're dead meat. Krista reluctantly gave the man her cell phone, and before she knew it, her hands were being tied behind her back, and she was being pushed out the back door.

This was definitely not how she planned this vacation.

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Outside Middleton, Colorado, December 27, 2 P.M.

Drakken and Shego watched a security monitor as Krista paced in her small cell, obviously freaking out. She looked familiar, and they couldn't place where they'd seen her before. Then something clicked in Shego's head.

"She looks like Kim Possible and her buffoony sidekick," Shego said. Drakken squinted at the screen. He saw it too: the green eyes, the blonde hair, and the freckles. She definitely didn't look like the CEO in any way. He had dark brown hair and blue eyes, and when they had found a picture of his wife, she had the same shade of brown hair, and she had brown eyes. Was it possible…?

The two villains quickly did a web search on their database. An adoption file popped up. The drop-off date was December 18 eleven years ago. And the name was none other than Krista Ruthie.

"So the kid is adopted," Shego observed. "Wonder why Possible gave her up."

Drakken wasn't listening, though. He was too busy sending out a ransom email to the CEO, ordering two billion dollars for the safe return of his daughter, Krista Ruthie Moore.

Shego sighed and stared at the screen for a moment longer. It definitely wasn't like the world-famous hero to give her kid up for adoption.

Wait a second…

Shego quickly typed something into the database. There it was. The article that had caught her attention eleven years ago.

The Unstoppable Team Possible Mourns The Loss Of Their Newborn Daughter

Hmm, Shego thought. If this is their daughter, then we're not the first to kidnap her. Shego smirked as she realized the stakes were just raised a whole lot higher.

Seems like the kid has a lot darker of a past than she bargained for.

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