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Chapter 3: Drakken's lair
The next morning Kim woke up very early; it was still quite dark outside and a low fog hung over the terrain.
Reluctantly, Kim got up to walk the last part to Drakken's lair and whatever waited there for her.
When she finally arrived at the road in front of the lair, she considered going down the road and hoping for a car to come by so she could hitchhike. But the road looked deserted and barely used. Kim rejected the thought, knowing she needed help sooner than that she would reach civilisation.
She limped the last couple of yards towards the entry, her heart racing and with a nauseous feeling in her stomach, and got ready to press the doorbell.
She froze; she couldn't do it, she just couldn't give the control over her live away and be at the mercy of Drakken.
Kim stood there for several minutes, unsure of what to do and a little puzzled by the fact she still hadn't been noticed.
Suddenly she heard footsteps coming towards the door and in panic she jumped in a couple of thick bushes that stood near the side of the door.
The door opened and Kim saw Drakken and Shego walking out, followed by a large group of henchmen, all carrying luggage bags.
Kim just started to wonder what they were up to when a tour bus rounded the corner and Hank Perkins stepped out.
"Good morning everybody, as you can see the bus is ready. Please step in, you can put any bags in the luggage compartment. And please use the bathroom if you have to, because we have a long trip ahead of us."
Shego looked quizzically between Hank and Drakken, then she shrugged and got in the bus. Soon all the henchmen had stuffed their bags in the luggage store of the bus and got in. Shortly after the bus left, leaving a flabbergasted Kim.
"So… day trip for the henchmen," Kim mumbled to herself, "well, easier for me to get in."
First she tried the door, which was firmly locked.
Kim looked around; the lair setup looked like the basic 'Drakken's lair' setup so there should be some easy to open ventilation shafts at the backside.
She got around the lair and, as she had guessed, Drakken still lacked the foresight of securing ventilation shafts.
Kim grabbed the grappling hook and attached the rope. After a couple of tries she managed to hook it firmly to the grate. Now the hard part came, normally she could use the strong grappling gun motor to pull her up, this time she had to climb by hand.
Though the climb was only a dozen feet, Kim was exhausted when she managed to get to the top. Hardly having anything solid for over two days had considerably lowered her strength and stamina.
Kim didn't have much trouble opening the grate and soon she was crawling through the narrow shaft, which was a lot harder with a broken leg.
She opened one of the grates inside the building and quickly looked around to make sure nobody was left behind to guard the lair, when everything seemed save she carefully lowered herself to the ground.
She looked around to where the medicine cabinet was most likely to be and, realising she had left her makeshift crutches outside, she crawled to the bathroom.
Her first guess had been right, in the bathroom was a large medicine cabinet stuffed with all kinds of disinfectant, painkillers, bandages, burn treatment and, most importantly, penicillin.
Kim carefully removed the splint and the parachute bandages and then, grinding her teeth against the pain, thoroughly cleaned her leg with disinfectant.
She picked up the bottle of penicillin and filled a syringe, not sure of how best to apply it, she decided to inject close to the infected wound, hoping the effects would be more immediate. after that she applied new bandages to the wound and reapplied the splint.
Kim left the bathroom in order to find something that could work as a crutch, after searching a couple of rooms she found what appeared to be Drakken's workshop and quickly spotted a fairly large container with all kinds of junk, it seemed to be a garbage bin for failed inventions and scrap metal.
She found a couple of steel tubes just over 3 feet long that seemed strong enough to lean on and walk with, the only problem was that there was nothing to cover the bottom part of the tubes so every time the tube hit the stone floor a loud THUNK echoed through the room.
Kim searched further through the container hoping to find more useful stuff and saw something that looked like a pair of glasses broken in half, she picked it up and saw it had an on-switch. When she switched it on it appeared to be night vision goggles, at least the left half of them.
"Badical," Kim decided it could be useful later and put the goggle in her pocket.
Kim then went back to the main room where she had seen the usual large screen and the control unit, hoping she could get the communications working and call for help.
After twenty minutes of trying to get past the password, and terribly missing Wade for that, Kim heard her stomach starting to rumble.
Leaving the communications, she limped to the kitchen. In the fridge there was a quarter gallon of milk left and some sausages and cheese, and in one of the cabinets stood a half eaten box of cookies, all in all it was pure heaven for a starving Kim.
After having downed most of the milk, a good portion of the cookies and all the sausages and cheese, Kim started to feel very drowsy.
Thinking that a couple of hours of sleep wouldn't hurt as it had appeared that Drakken and Shego would be away for the whole day, Kim settled down on the couch in the main room and almost immediately fell asleep.
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A/N: I hope you liked this chapter, the story writing is going pretty well now so next chapters should come quickly.