Bad Moon Rising
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A Kim Possible fanfic.
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A grizzled face from the days of my youth
Where is Zog?
Taught me to behave in a manner uncouth
Where is Zog?
How to kill child, how to raise dog
Somebody tell me where the hell is Zog?
Where is Zog? , by GWAR.
Chapter 13
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By Zombie Boy.
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They went wheels up from Travis AFB in late afternoon, the C-5M Super Galaxy from the 60th Air Mobility Squadron leaving black sooty trails in the late afternoon California sky. Seated on the passenger deck, Shego scratched the back of her neck and felt very out of place.
"Ron fits in better than I do." she thought, glancing over at where Ron was sprawled out in his seat, fast asleep.
The reason for Shego's discomfort was the fact that she and Ron were dressed in flight suits with the insignia of the 353rd Special Operations Group (353 SOG), as a Corporal and an Airman, respectively.
Their destination was Kadena AFB in Japan, home of the 353rd SOG. Along for the ride and helping their cover was a detachment from SEAL Team 10, headed by a 1rst Lt Mitchell.
When they had arrived at Travis AFB, the gate they had arrived at the sentry had just waved them through, without even checking their ID's and directing them to a parking lot. There they had been picked up by a MP Hummer which had dropped them off at a hanger where they had been met by The Prince and 1rst Lt Dennis Mitchell.
Both men had briefed them and had given them their cover materials while their luggage was stowed in a pallet-
"Hey!"
Shego looked up to see one of the SEALs seated across from her leaning forward.
"What?" asked Shego.
"You okay?" You're looking a little green there." the SEAL said.
"That's normal for her, Simpson." the LT yelled back at him.
"I know that, Sir." Simpson yelled back at his superior. "I mean, even for her."
"Actually-" Shego started to say, but stopped as a wave of nausea hit her. "Oh crap."
Scrabbling around, she dug out a barf bag and got it open just in time.
"Whoa!" Simpson said, reeling back as Shego threw up. "What the hell is with you?"
Taking a breather, Shego gave the SEAL a baleful glare. "I'm pregnant, okay?" she said. "Give me a break."
"Oh." Simpson said. "Wait, you're doing this pregnant?"
Shego nodded and retched again.
"Hard core." Simpson said, approval in his voice.
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They arrived in Japan the same day, thanks to the vagaries of crossing several time zones and the International Date Line, the time change completely fucking up her internal clock and the resulting jet lag not helping with her condition any.
When they left the base, Ron and Shego found themselves with the dilemma of trying to find transportation. Ron initially wanted to rent a bike, but Shego ... "dissuaded" him from that choice in favor of something four wheeled and with the option for her to lean back and get some sleep.
In the end, Ron ended up renting an Accord and they began driving north to the Yamanuchi. Shego leaned her seat back and closed her eyes. When she opened them again it was six hours later and they were in the mountains.
"What the-" she said, sitting up in her seat. "Where are we?" she asked.
"About an hour from the Yamanuchi." Ron answered, then his brow furrowed in thought. "Or is it ten minutes ... I can't remember..."
Shego gave Ron an exasperated look and readjusted her seat back.
"You're not sure?" she asked.
"Well, I haven't seen any road signs for a while, so while I have a general idea on where we're going, I don't know precisely where we are." Ron explained.
"This thing came with a GPS." Shego said.
"They're not on any official maps, or in any government databases." Ron pointed out. "They're a ninja clan. They don't exist."
"D'oh." Shego said, smacking herself in the forehead. "Of course. Your spawn's making me lose my edge."
"The kids not even out of the first trimester and you're blaming me for what it's doing?" Ron asked.
Shego crossed her arms and leaned back in the seat. "Might as well get started early." she said. "Besides, it's got me for a mother. I'm sure you'll get plenty of chances to blame me for shit it's done."
Ron snorted in amusement, then straighten up in his seat as they came around a bend. "Oh, hello." he said as a turnoff leading to a gravel road came into view.
"What?" Shego asked as he started to brake.
"Here's our turn." Ron explained, pointing to the gravel road.
"Are you sure?" asked Shego, not seeing anything that identified what was up the gravel road.
"Pretty sure, yeah." Ron said. "That's a Yamanuchi sign post right there." he added, pointing at three large rocks grouped together about ten feet from the edge of the road.
"That's just three large rocks." Shego said, sparing a glance.
Ron stopped the car for a moment so they could look at the rocks. "Shego, take a look at them. You notice anything odd about them?" he asked.
Shego gave them a close look for a few seconds, then shook her head. "No." she said. "What's so important about them?"
"They're river polished." Ron explained. "We're up in a valley. All the rocks around here are broken off and weathered by exposure to the elements."
"What the- you're right." Shego said, realizing that what Ron was talking about was true. "I never even noticed."
"Exactly." Ron said, taking his foot of the brake. "That's the idea. Very few people would notice that, and those who did, it would just be a minor curiosity. They really wouldn't think about something like that being out of place."
"Ninjas." Shego muttered. "Always up to something."
"Exactly." Ron said.
"Would you please knock the all knowing routine off, please?" Shego asked, an annoyed tone in her voice. "It's really annoying."
Ron snickered.
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At the end of the gravel driveway they found an unassuming house, with a small garage and the look of being occupied, but no one was home at the moment. Parking under a tree, Ron and and Shego got out as the front door opened and a boy stepped out, about eight or nine, with an unruly mop of hair that Shego inexplicably wanted to take a comb to.
The Boy said something to Ron in Japanese, and he responded in the same language. Shego, not knowing a single word they were saying, could only stand there in bewilderment as they talked.
"What's going on?" Shego asked when the conversation stopped.
"I didn't recognize him." Ron explained. "He's from another clan. He's staying here while his father and grandfather are out of the country."
"Oh." Shego said, and walked over to the boy. "Hi. I'm Shego." she said to him, holding out her hand.
The boy cocked his head to one side and said something to her in Japanese. Shego stood there for a moment, hand out, before the boy realized what she was doing and tentatively took her hand.
"Na-o-ta." the boy said, thumping his chest to indicate it was his name and to emphasize the syllables of it.
"Naota." Shego said, careful to pronounce his name correctly. "You don't speak English, do you?" she asked him.
"No, he doesn't." Ron, who had been digging their bags out of the back of the car told her. "That was one of the things I asked him."
"Oh." Shego said as Ron shut the hatch on the car and walked over to where she and Naota were standing. "So he's the welcoming committee?"
"Nope." Ron said, handing her bags to the boy. "He's here to carry your bags."
Shego gaped at the child was slinging her bag around his shoulder."He's just a kid!" she protested.
"He's ninja, Shego." Ron told her. "Odds are, he's more dangerous than you and I put together." he added as the boy started walking to the house. "Sensei sent him here specifically to carry your bags and guide us in."
"I can carry my own crap!" Shego argued as they followed the boy.
"I know." Ron said. "Look, just let him do it, okay? This task was assigned by Sensei and he'd lose face if you didn't let him carry your luggage."
"Are all ninjas this way?" Shego asked.
"Pretty much, yeah." Ron said, and nodded at the boy lugging the duffel bag ahead of them "His clan particularly so."
"His clan- he's not Yamanuchi?" Shego asked as they headed into the house.
"No. He's Hagakure." Ron explained. "They're allied to the Yamanuchi. I'll explain when we get up there."
"You'd better." Shego said. "Because this is getting weird, and this is from someone who used to work with Drakken."
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The house turned out to be a front, with a hidden door behind a bookcase concealing a tunnel leading into the mountainside that the house was built into. The tunnel was just over seven feet high and about six wide. They followed Naota into the tunnel and closed the bookcase behind them.
Shego was not looking forward to trudging up a long, dark, dank, tunnel, but her fears about walking turned out to be unfounded as the the tunnel led to a platform next to a set of tracks with a very old but very well maintained looking train sitting on them.
"A train?" asked Shego. "They have a train?"
"Yeah." Ron said, tossing his bags on the train. "This is a service tunnel. How do you think they get stuff in and out?"
"I never thought of that." Shego said as she sat down on the car closest to the engine. "Where'd they get this thing anyways?"
"I have no idea." Ron answered. "I know that this tunnel is pretty old though. I think it predates that house by a couple of centuries."
"Huh." Shego said, looking around at the rough hewed stone all around them. "I wonder how they dug this..."
"Probably by hand." Ron said as the train started forward with a small lurch. "They've been here for centuries."
They rolled forward into a tunnel not much larger than the one that they had entered into at the house, and they were obliged to duck down slightly to avoid hitting their head's on the walls and ceilings.
There was lights in the tunnel, incandescent spaced every twenty feet or so providing light to see what was going on. They rode this way for about ten or fifteen minutes before they came to a cave, about sixty feet long and forty feet high. Waiting for them on the platform was an ancient looking Japanese man who was barely five feet tall along with a young Japanese woman who looked to be about Ron's age.
"Sensei! Yori!" Ron exclaimed, hopping to his feet.
"Greetings, Ronald." the old man who Shego figured was Sensei said, his voice surprisingly deep and strong for a man of his age.
"Hello Ron." the girl said sweetly, giving him a bow. Shego had just laid eyes on the girl, but instantly felt a dislike for her.
The old man then turned to Shego and gave her a bow. "Greetings, Miss Shego." he said.
"Hello." the girl said, polite, but not friendly.
"Hi." Shego said as Ron helped her up.
"Oh, I see how it is." she thought as she eyed Yori briefly. "Don't even think about- wait."
Confused, Shego stood on the platform as Ron and Naota retrieved the luggage.
"Why am I jealous?" she thought, confused "Is it because I feel something for him, or-"
she placed a hand on her belly.
"Are you all right?" the girl asked.
"I'm fine." Shego said automatically "I'm just thinking about my baby."
"Baby?" The girl said, then her eyes widened in surprise. "You're-"
Shego gave a slight nod and looked over at Ron. A look of shock flickered over Yori's face, then she composed herself.
"I ... see." she said. "Congratulations."
"Thank you." Shego said.
Yori gave her a slight bow and moved off to stand on the other side of Sensei. Shego watched her out of the corner of her eye and couldn't help but smirk. "I think I just put wrench in little miss Ninjette's plans there..." she thought, then her smirk was replaced by a scowl. "Am I falling for him though? Or is it just the hormones?"
Shego looked over at Ron for a moment and pondered the possibilities. "Though, I will admit, he is a good lay ..."
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After they had gotten their luggage dropped off at their room, Naota lugging Shegos luggage all the way there (a feat which had her impressed- the bag was almost as big as he was) they went to what she figured was Sensei's office.
Shego and Sensei got themselves situated while Ron lagged behind at their room for a moment, saying that he had to get something. Shego had wondered what it was he was grabbing, but didn't have time to think too much about it, because Sensei started peppering her with questions.
After about five minutes, Ron came in dressed in a white cotton kimono- a yakuta, Shego recalled for some reason- with another one rolled up under his arm and kneeled down next to Shego.
"Are you planning on going to the baths with Shego, Stoppable-san?" Sensei asked.
"Baths?" Shego thought while Ron shook his head.
"No, Sensei." he said. "You remember when I called you, I told you that there had been some new developments?" he asked.
Sensei nodded once and stroked his beard. "Yes, I do remember you telling me that." he said. "I assume it has something to do with the way your aura has changed?" he asked.
"Something like that." Ron said. "Shego, could you move over a bit please?"
"Move over- Merde!" Shego swore as clicked in her brain as to why Ron was carrying a spare robe under his arm.
As Shego quickly got out of the way, Ron took a breath and slowly exhaled, closing his eyes as he did so as willed himself to change-
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-Sensei leaned forward as Ron's aura started to fold in on itself and expand at the same time, before suddenly retreating back into his body, his muscles bulging and knotting as his body changed-
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-there was the sound of cloth ripping and then the world flooded his senses as he inhaled again and he could smell everything in the room.
Ron opened his eyes and saw the world had gotten smaller. Looking down, he saw that his arms were now covered in blonde fur that had electric blue accents whenever the light hit it.
Looking to where Sensei was, he found him still sitting where he had been, with a very... surprised look on his face.
"Oh, my." he said. "Now, that I was not expecting." he said.
"Yeah." Ron said sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck. "I'm a werewolf. We both are." he added, motioning at Shego.
"Oh." Sensei said, looking over at where the green skinned woman sat. "Most unexpected, indeed."
"Yeah, no kidding." Shego commented. "Just for the record, I ain't planning on changing like showoff here." she added, jerking a thumb at Ron.
"I think it would make things rather crowded in here if you did." Sensei said, nodding at where Ron's head was inches from the rafters of the ceiling.
"Huh?" Ron said, and looked up at the ceiling- only to smack his snout on a beam.
Shego snickered as he let out a canine yelp and covered his nose. "Good one, Ron."
"Ow." was Ron's response. "Anyways, this is part of the reason we came to you." Ron said. "Drakken is the one who infected us, and we need your help in finding him."
"I see ..." Sensei said. "That, I believe we can assist you with."
"Plus, I was hoping that you cold help answer a few questions about my... condition." Ron added.
"That..." Sensei said as he stood and looked at Ron "Might be a little bit more difficult. But first, to your first question. Yori!"
At his summons, the door to the room slid open and revealed the kuonichi kneeling on the hallway floor outside. When she looked in and got a look at Ron her eyes went wide, but quickly regained her composure.
"Yes, Sensei?" she asked.
"Go find Naota-kun and have him start looking for the Doctor." Sensei told her.
"I'll help." Shego said. "I got a rough idea on Ron's hacker buddy's search went cold, and he can start from there."
"An excellent idea." Sensei said with a clap of his hands. "No need to search ground that has already been covered."
"Basically, yeah." Shego said as she got to her feet."C'mon, Ninjette. let's go get the kid and get to work."
Yori looked a little surprised to have the green skinned woman accompany her, but issued no complaint and they left. As soon as the screen door slid shit behind them, Sensei turned back to where Ron was still seated and put his hands together.
"Well, Stoppable-san, shall we get started?" he asked.
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Several hours a triumphant and tired Shego stepped into their room and slid the screen shut behind her.
"You look happy." Ron said, her arrival having knocked him out of the introspective meditation that he had been engaging in.
"We got him!" Shego said with maniacal glee, her eyes shifting to yellow green. "That blue motherfucker is in Kansas!"
"Oh." Ron said.
"Oh?" Shego asked, arching an eyebrow at him. "We just found the guy who cursed us with lycanthropy and killed your best fried and all you can say is "oh"?"
Ron ran a hand through his hair and looked up at his green skinned roommate. "I just got through making some very … interesting discoveries with Sensei." he explained.
"What kind of discoveries?" Shego asked, caution in her voice.
"Well, I figured out why it's interfering with my MMP and vice versa." Ron said.
"And that is?" Shego asked.
Ron leaned back on his hands and looked up at the ceiling. "You know how we're just evolved monkeys?" he asked.
"Yeah, I remember it being covered in science class a few times before I fell asleep." Shego said with a nod.
"Weelll... from what Sensei is able to determine, lycanthropy is just a template overlaid the human original, metaphorically speaking." Ron explained. "The MMP apparently thinks that it's an enhancement, and that's why I haven't been having any trouble with it."
"Huh." Shego said. "That explains why you have that blue crackle in your fur."
"That's what Sensei said." Ron said, sitting back up. "So, we have Drakken's location."
Shego nodded, the mania returning to her eyes. "Like I said, he's in Kansas, on an old farm." she said.
"Huh." Ron said. "Last place I would have ever thought to look."
"That's what I said." Shego said and flopped down onto the futon with Ron. "So, now comes the fun part: figuring out just how we're gonna kill him."
"Well, that's something I can get behind- whoa!" Ron said as Shego pushed him backwards onto the futon.
"But before we do that, there's something else I'd like to do …" Shego said, a lecherous smirk on her face.
"Before we begin..." Ron said, holding up a forefinger "I'd just like to point out that these walls a literally paper thin, and the whole school will hear us."
"Well, crap." Shego said.
Ron felt a pang of guilt as he watched her visibly deflate, and wondered what to do -then inspiration struck.
"Hey." he said, sitting back up.
"What...mmmmm..." Shego started to say before his lips met hers. "What about the noise?" she asked when they broke for air.
Ron just gave her a wink that said 'trust me' and slid his hand up her shirt and started feeling around for the clasp of her bra. Shego smiled and pulled her t-shirt off for him.
"Oh, it's in back..." Ron said as he shifted his hands.
"It's tricky for girls at first too,,,,: she told him, her voice husky.
The tip of her tongue peeked out from between her lips as Ron's fingers found the clasp and his fingers undid it with a twitch. Shego felt her breasts shift and lower as their support gave way, and she shrugged it off, revealing her breasts and the already erect nipples.
Cupping one in his hands, Ron bent his head to one and his hand to the other, teasing the nipple with his tongue while his thumb and forefinger teased the other. Shego sighed in pleasure and started pulling at the back of Ron's shirt.
Reluctantly breaking away from his ministrations of her breasts, Ron straightened up and raised his arms so Shego could lift his shirt off of him going to her knees as she did so. As she tossed his shirt into the corner, Ron slapped both hands on her hips, getting a startled 'oh!' from Shego.
Slipping his fingers into her waistband, Ron slid his hands around to the front of her jeans and undid the button before pulling gently on the fabric, the zipper parting easily.
Chewing on her lower lip with nervous tension, Shego watched as Ron unzipped her jeans and then pushed them down, taking her panties with them.
Thumping back onto the futon, Shego leaned to one side as Ron pulled her jeans the rest of the way off of her. As he tossed them aside, Shego took the opportunity to reach over and undo Ron's belt.
With practiced ease she had his jeans undone and now it was Ron's turn to be divested of his trousers.
Sitting back up, he pulled her close to him and into a kiss.
"Here..." he said in a low voice "This way."
Reclining back, he pulled her with him and Shego found herself spooning next to Ron, his hand sliding along her hip to her belly and down-
"Aah!" Shego said, her eyes going wide as his fingers found their mark. "gently..." she whimpered as they began to move in a slow circle.
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Shego gasped and clapped a hand to her mouth, stifling the moan of pleasure that lodged in her throat as Ron started to dig deeper into her, nibbling on her earlobe and whispering lewd things as he probed deeper into her-
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A handful of the futon knotted up in her left fist, her right hand clamped over her mouth, desperately trying to keep any sound from escaping, Shego's eyes clenched shut as the tension built and built, Ron's fingers doing wonderful things as she felt the first spasms that signified that she was reaching her limit-
"I'm..." she gasped, daring to pull h hand away for a just a moment. "I'm gonna..."
"Gonna what?" Ron whispered.
"I'm gonna... c...c...cuuu-" she slapped her hand back at the last instant as she felt her whole body spasm.
Shego's whole body shook from the force of the orgasm for several long seconds before finally subsiding. Shaking slightly, Shego relaxed and let her hand fall away from her mouth, taking deep panting breaths as post coital thoughts popped and flashed through her mind like flashbulbs.
"How was that?" Ron asked in a low voice as he pulled his fingers from her wet, hot, core.
"That was... wow." was all that Shego could say. "Of course, as soon as I can move again you know that I'm going to return the favor."
"I can't wait." Ron said, nibbling on her collarbone.
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Authors note: And now begins the endgame. On a completely unrelated note, lemons are the most difficult thing I have ever had to write, that's why you don't see them in my work very often.
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