Author's note: Welcome to chapter 2! This part takes place after Kim leaves Drakken's lair destroyed in Mad Dogs and Aliens. Enjoy!
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"But next time, you're mine."
"We'll see about that."
We will see. Shego thought as she walked down the many stairs to get to the beach surrounding the lair. She had no intention of helping princess win. She just wanted to prove that the stupid alien isn't better than she is. She snapped a piece of the railing off and reduced it to a pile of ash with her plasma. That moment kept replaying itself over and over in the villianess's mind.
"You see Shego? Warmonga is better than you!"
Shego clenched her fist as she continued walking. She was debating on whether to help Dr. D or not. He didn't help her. He actually tried to prove her wrong. Nobody messes with her pride, unless one is looking to have one's ass kicked, and that's just what happened to him. But wait... He got the glass out of her side. If he didn't care, he would've ignored it, and then after... He touched her cheek. She was pissed that he did so when he thought she was unconscious, but Shego had to admit it. That was the first affectionate touch she's had since she left for college. Not that she cared about that! Shego shook her head to get her mind straight. Unfortunately, it did the opposite.
She wobbled unsteadily on the staircase, and she had to grab for the railing. She sat down with a grunt. Grimacing, she reached down to her side. Oh, shit, she thought. Her cut had reopened. I guess being thrown against the ceiling and falling 50 feet isn't good to do when you have a fresh laceration on your side. She pulled her hand away and saw how much blood stained her glove. She glanced down at her jumpsuit and noticed a large red stain covering most of her side and thigh. She scowled as she felt another pull at her consciousness. I should probably go find him. He probably won't help me because I didn't help him, but there's nothing much else I can do. She hoisted herself up and slowly continued down.
~D/S~
"She is so fired!" Drakken screamed in between spitting out sand. He pulled himself up onto the beach. He had to rest for a minute. I don't believe anything is injured. He thought as he took note of himself. I was lucky to land in deeper water... Lucky...
Lucky would've been if Shego hadn't put up such a resistance to working with Warmonga. Lucky would've been winning with his new sidekick. Lucky would've been Shego having emotions. She obviously didn't stay to look for him. She probably went back to her spa, or as he so loving deemed it, "her land of hairless apes." Drakken chuckled to himself. With nothing injured and enough energy found he decided to head back to the lair.
He kicked a seashell. I should just send her a text message saying she shouldn't return. He considered. He could just send all of her stuff to Go Tower. That's evil, because then she would have to go there to pick up her stuff. Perfect! Then of course she could just return and clobber him. He could move! He could move into a lair with incredibly high security and a huge body guard!
Wait, Shego was the best there was. She could handle any body guard without even breaking a sweat. He hadn't meant to say that Warmonga was better than her. He was just so caught up in the moment! The more he thought about it the more he realized that Shego was probably better. Sure, Warmonga was strong, but Shego was stealthy and not nearly as incompetent. He would be a fool to fire her, that is, if she wanted to continue working with him. He held his face in his hands as he walked. Yes, he probably looked ridiculous, but he could because it was his island and he was the only one on it, or so he thought...
"Oof!" The next thing he knew his face was in the sand.
"What the hell?" He lifted his head and glanced menacingly over his shoulder expecting to see a tree branch or a rock he could throw into the ocean. Instead he was met with Shego's limp form. Her head was facing away from him; sand was matted in her hair. He scooted over to her and turned her in his arms.
"Help... me..." She said her eyes were barely open. Even in the coming night he could see how pale she had become. He tried to adjust her to a better position, but when he grabbed her side she cried out in pain. It was a noise foreign to him because it was the same voice that had mocked him all of these years, but it was pain-filled, weak, and almost fearful. He glanced at her face. One quick thought bounced through his head. What if I left her here like she left me? This thought was quickly repressed when she opened her eyes fully.
"Please..." she begged. She grabbed onto his lab coat collar, "please..." Her eyes then rolled into the back of her head and fluttered shut. Her grip slipped and her hand fell limply to her side. Drakken then lifted her, supporting her back with one arm and her legs with the other, and carefully carried her back into the broken lair.
Author's end note: I hoped you like it so far. I believe there will be only one more chapter, and then I'm on to my next story. I will only update if I receive reviews.