Chapter 10: Violence Fetish

Summary: Fed up with Shego's attitude, Dr. Drakken enlists the help of the other villains to put Shego in her place. But, when a battered Shego arrives on her doorstep, why does Kim feel so strongly about it?

Disclaimer: I own nothing that has to do with KP. Also, while I am a fan, I do not own the song "Violence Fetish" by Disturbed (yes, that is where I got the title). Nor do I own the band, even though that would be totally badass. Speaking of, you should listen to some, right now, it'd make good background music, seeing as how I'm doing this with it blaring right now for inspiration.

Warning: The kigo-y-ness will finally start becoming prevalent here! So if you don't like two women actively falling for each other by beating themselves into pulps...why are you even reading this?

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(Standard Recap)

"Now you-" Kim didn't even finish her threat this time. Instead, she whipped around and used Ron as an unwilling meat shield from the ball of emerald plasma that her suit had just barely sensed in time. Who the fu- Kim's angry thoughts were interrupted, heck, all her mental processes were shut off as she saw her newest assailant.

There, standing in the wrecked doorway, was the cause of all this. "Put the doofus down, Princess," Shego was there, in a black and green version of the Battlesuit, standing with one plasma charged claw pointing at her, and the other on her hip.

"Now, now Princess, you're here clocking overtime. You can settle your romantic issues on your own time."

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"Geez Pumpkin, I can't leave you alone for 5 minutes can I?" Shego asked with her usual sarcasm as she extinguished her claw and let it hang loosely at her side. She looked like a large cat, totally relaxed but ready to spring and rip someone's head off at a moments notice. And beautiful in her majesty, of course that was only barely registering to Kim at the moment.

"No...NO! You can't be Her! Drakken put you in the-Your dying...You have no powers-I-You-" Kim was having trouble forming a complete sentence as her brain was rebooting, the intensity of her suit had even lessened because of it.

Good, just keep her talking,"No Pumpkin, I'm the real deal," Shego stated with all her usual confidence, as though this were just another standard mission.

Unfortunately Kim's brain rebooted in the wrong direction, and her suit started glowing as bright as ever before, "You're not real! Your just another one of Drakken's androids!"

Shego quirked an eyebrow at this, "Ya know Kimmie, I've been called a lot of things, but an android ain't one of 'em. How'd you come up with that?"

"Drakken's BeBe's...One of them looked just like you-"

"Aha! So you admit I am the real thing," Shego looked just like the cat that ate the canary at her verbal victory, unfortunately Kim didn't take too kindly to it.

"I-but...You-He-they-I-" At her confusion, her suit dimmed again, only to come back full force as she screamed, "Grrrrahh!"

"Come one Princess, stop playing with these losers, show me what you got," Shego got into her fighting stance and did the standard "come and get me" taunt by flexing her fingers. And Kim was more than happy to comply. She lunged at the pale green thief with her claws flexed and aflame.

"RRRahh!" Kim screamed in exasperation as she swiped at air. "Stay still so I can hit you!" Kim then unleashed a powerful kick backwards, where she instinctively knew Shego would be.

"Now why would I do that Pumpkin?" Shego asked as she gingerly sidestepped the, to her amazement, well aimed kick. "What are you doing here anyway Princess?" Shego asked as she grabbed hold of Kim's leg and threw her away from her.

"I'm taking our revenge against them," Kim explained as she landed. "Why, and how, are you here?"

"Our revenge? Why would it be our's? Shouldn't it be mine? What stake do you have in this?" Shego, was just as curious about this as Kim had been earlier.

"Because I-Don't change the subject!" Kim launched herself again at her truest rival, upset that her more important questions had been ignored. Well, more important in her own clouded mind anyway.

As Shego dodged, and blocked what she couldn't dodge, all with ease, she couldn't help but thank Wade. I gotta admit, the nerdlinger's pretty good.

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Betty had a plan. After she had hung up with Wade, she had checked Shego out of the hospital early. Legally. She had gone through all the necessary paperwork to have Shego placed in the care of one of Global Justice's medical teams for transport, all to make sure that Wade had enough time to do everything that Dr. Director had asked of him, which was a lot for such a small time frame.

Moving Shego along with all her life support equipment down from the third floor of the hospital down into a GJ truck was interesting to say the least. Dr. Director made sure that nothing came unplugged, and Shego was having a ball 'accidentally' getting a random tube caught to get some poor schmuck in trouble with his boss.

The drive over to the Load residence was rather uneventful. Until they were half way there, when Wade gave them an update. Apparently the boy genius had hacked Drakken's security network and was watching what Kim was doing to the unlucky villains.

"Wow," Shego breathed out, "Kimmie's pretty far gone. I actually feel bad for the Doofus,"

"Indeed," replied the alarmed leader of Global Justice. "Step on it Wallace," Dr. Director addressed the driver. We have less time than I thought. Lauren, I hope you-no, this is a job for 'Shego' isn't it? I hope you can handle it, while Shego was one of the most accomplished fighters Betty knew, she just hoped that her oldest friend was up to the task of doing for Kim what couldn't be done for her.

As they pulled up to the home of the genius recluse, and Kim's trusted webmaster, they once again had to transport Shego with all of her equipment through the more narrow household to Wade's room. They actually had an easier time, since Shego was far too somber from what she'd seen of the latest development with her Princess, Mine? Well, I guess she is technically my responsibilty now, isn't she? Shego mused.

When they finally got set up in Wade's room, the boy genius was a little offset by the number of people in his room. So, Betty ordered her agents outside, afterall, this was on a need to know basis, and only she and Shego needed to know.

"Are you all set Mr. Load?" Asked Dr. Director.

"Yeah, we just have to get it on her without killing her," Wade handed a folded black and green cloth suit to Dr. Director. Well, it looked like cloth, but when she actually held it, she could tell it was something far more suited for its mission.

When she gave it to the currently bed-ridden villainess, Shego just laid there, looking at them like they were idiots. When neither of them got the hint she said, with a little irritation, "Um, hello? Nothing on under the hospital gown? A little privacy would be nice!" At this the African American boy blushed and quickly turned around. Dr. Director just rolled her eye and stayed stock still. "Well?" asked the pale green thief.

" 'Well?', what?" asked Betty, "What are you so embarrassed about? You've got nothing I haven't seen before," she had a point there, Shego had to concede that. "Besides, you need someone to unhook you from the machines as you put that on, you need to stay hooked up as long as possible," Dr. Director further explained.

"Um," the embarrased boy genius added, "Actually, by my calculations, Shego can last up to five minutes on her own, but past that, she'll...well...be dead."

"Ha, sorry Bets, no show for you! Turn around!" Shego grinned at the blush that over came the Director's face. Sorry Bets, besides, seems you've got someone new now, Shego thought as she started changing.

It took her four and a half minutes to squeeze into the poorly tailored, skin-tight suit. By the end, she was having trouble breathing, "Um, nerdlinger? A...little...help?"

"Oh! Right! Sorry! Put this belt on and press the button on the buckle," He handed her a green utilitly belt. She did as she was told, and when she pressed the button, the suit glowed to life, and she felt like she had never even had to go to the hospital in the first place.

"Whoa, not bad nerd-boy," that was as close as Shego was willing to go to a compliment.

"Um, thanks," Wade wasn't sure if that was a compliment or an insult, but decided to ignore it for now. "That belt is the suit's battery pack, so you really need to be careful with it. It also has all the medication that was being pumped into your blood stream before and is put directly into your bloodstream. With the suit's enhanced micro-motors and sensors, you should be able to fight just as good, if not better than before. Based off of how intense your fights with Kim have been in the past, and her newly acquired...abilities, you should have about ten minutes worth of power. Just like Dr. Director asked, as you can see, I've changed the coloring to suit you better. I've also added in the same plasma power as Kim, however, that'll drain your power cells further, cutting into your time limit. Assuming you keep them ignited as you usually do, you'd probably only have like six or seven minutes,"

"Plenty of time. Let's get going Bets, I've got a Princess to save," Shego didn't have her trademark smirk on, she was completely serious, staring at one flexed claw, as though it held all the answers she needed.

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Shego was impressed. She didn't think the buffoon would be able to last this long.

Shego had arrived at the fight between Kim and her now ex-boyfriend just as Ron had decapitated her. Betty and the GJ agents were busy mopping up the carnage that Kim had left in her wake. While Shego wasn't an animal person, even she had been a little disgusted at what Kim had done to those...she was pretty sure they had been monkeys and various animals at one point.

Shego was surprised when she saw the suit shoot a tentacle out of Kim's recently lightened neck and catch her head. She didn't think that Wade had meant that the suit could do that. Though something told her even Wade couldn't have predicted that.

When Kim started pounding on Ron's shield, Wait, how did it go from a sword to a friggin' tower shield? That's not important. Shego was mysteriously pleased when Kim had started talking so fondly of her, and even more so when she broke up with Ron by choking him. Okay, my turn to step in, so she fired a burst of plasma at Kim's turned back. Only to have it blocked by Ron's beaten body, Good thing it was only intended to get her attention and not hurt her, well, show time!

You know what happens afterwards. Oh, you want more of the fight? All right:

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Kim was relaxing, Shego could tell. While Shego had been reminiscing about how she got here, she had been fighting with Kim.

Shego knew that they had to get back into their usual rhythm, she knew it would calm Kimmie, because it always put her own nerves at ease. And they were almost the same person. The only difference being that Kim had someone to save her from the darkness, where Shego didn't.

Their fights calmed Shego because she was a fighter, a martial artist, and Kim was the closest thing to a challenge she had ever come across. Only three things could calm Shego if she was irrate, her guitar, a good heist (without the bumbling Drakken along), or a fight with Kim. And she knew Kim felt the same about their fights. It was a connection that only two true martial arts rivals could achieve, and only when fighting. The world seemed to fall away, only the only one to exist was your partner in this deadly dance. You could almost read their minds, as you ducked, dodged, kicked and punched. She knew this for a fact since once they stopped their banter and just fought, Kim's suit, while still black and red, was dimmer and a lighter shade of pitch black. She also wasn't using her plasma as much.

Shego was pulled out of her reverie, as Kim ducked under a roundhouse kick and swept Shego's leg out from under her. Using her momentum, Kim was bringing herself around to bring her foot into an axe kick into Shego's gut. So Shego instead flipped away just in time to have Kim's foot leave a small crater in the floor where Shego had just been.

As both women sprung back into their respective fighting stances, each looking eerily similar to the other, Kim said, "Give it up Shego, even with your own Battlesuit, you can't possibly beat me in this new and improved suit! I mean, it's not like you could ever even beat me before!" That was a challenge and Shego, like Kim, couldn't resist a challenge.

"Pfh, puh-leez, Princess," Shego relaxed and seemed to fall asleep standing up. This irked Kim as it seemed that Shego was taunting her more than was called for and charged at her with a flaming claw, her suit gaining back a bit of its intensity. To her surprise, Shego tilted to the side just enough to not get hit. So Kim unleashed a flurry of blows, not a single one landing. Shego seemed to be in a trance as she seemed to dance around Kim's fists. Kim was about to let out a growl of frustration when all of a sudden she felt Shego's foot trying to occupy the same space as her stomach, sending her flying into a wall. Again.

As she looked up, she saw Shego stand and sort of wake up, "Kimmie, Kimmie, Kimmie. Please, you're no where near my level. I have far more experience and training than you do. Sure you know several forms of martial arts, but how many have you mastered? I've mastered at least four, and not just from the Internet and some American dojo like you, I was trained by the ancient masters in the Asian homelands of martial arts. I've been holding back by a whole lot against you whenever we fought. The only reason we're so close now is because of your Super Battlesuit, and my grave injuries and this suit. You only ever beat me because I let you," Shego explained.

She...let me...beat her? She was holding back?! That bitch! How dare she insult me like that! I'll show her she doesn't need to "hold back" anymore! Kim was rip-shit pissed. But not homicidally so, she was just enraged that the woman she had always held in the highest esteem as her greatest rival, was merely toying with her. And her suit showed it. While it was noticeably less black than before, the red was back to its original brilliance.

This, of course, was not lost on Shego, Whoops, guess I shouldn't have done that...Oh well, win some, lose some. I still got time. How much though? Shego did some quick calculations in her head, three, four minutes? Yeah, enough time...I hope. Shego's confidence waned as she saw Kim's emotional state, reflected by her suit, and heard her next words.

"You were holding back? Why Shego! What a coincidence! I was holding back too! I never thought you'd be able my full ability, so, let's just see who was holding back more, shall we?" Both of the combatants were surprised at what happened next.

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Betty Director had one of the biggest migraines of her life. And that was saying a lot, considering her job.

She had allowed Shego to go on ahead, the sooner she could get to Kim the better, leaving her and her men to deal with clean up. Which was no small task. Kim hadn't held anything back, and orchestrating it so she didn't get the death penalty for multiple crimes against humanity was going to translate to years of endless paperwork, if it could even be done. And after seeing what she did to the ninja monkeys and DNAmy's mutants, Dr. Director didn't have much hope for Kim's future. However, getting her back to her old self was imperitave, because if Shego couldn't do it...Well, Dr. Director was all out of options. She had left her men to go and see Shego's progress herself.

She got there just in time to see Shego dodging all of Kim's attacks, some of which she swore made it look like Kim had more than two arms, in a trance like state. And then kick her into a wall. Then something about having been holding back in all their fights. Now, while Betty would never claim to be a martial artist, she did know how to fight, and even she knew that if a respected opponent claimed to have been holding back on her, she would feel insulted. She didn't want to think of how Kim would feel.

As Kim climbed out of the hole in the wall, and was saying something about having been holding back against Shego in the past, Betty got a good look at the Proto-Suit. A few shades darker than black, but not pitch, with bright red highlights.

"What was it Wade had said?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(You must be tired of these, but, here's another flashback)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

While Shego was examining her claw with a most somber expression, Dr. Director started gathering information.

"Wade, how will we know that we're calming Kim down, other than the fact that she won't want to kill Drakken anymore?"

"Well, like I said, the suit undergoes color changes to reflect Kim's emotional and mental state. It was mostly put in for experimenting with what would give the highest power outputs, but never really got taken out after the tests," the boy genius continued explaining, "The suit's primary color really only goes through various shades of white, gray, and black. It represents Kim's mental state. In layman's terms, it means how dark, or pure, her thoughts are. For instance, as she is now..." Wade gulped when he thought of the things he had seen his friend doing to her enemies. "Her suit is pitch black, meaning she wants to kill whoever is in her way, and she wants to make them suffer for being there, and she'll do it. If it's just regular black, like a crayon, she'll probably just kill you the quickest way she can. Dark gray would be she'll just beat you until she's satisfied you won't be moving for a long time, but if she kills you, she won't care. And-"

"I understand Mr. Load," Dr. Director needed as much pertinent information as possible in as little time as possible, "What about the stripes?"

"Right, well, the various colors of the stripes would represent the variety of her emotions. And the intensity of the glow would be how intense the emotion is. For instance red would be anger, and bright red would be...well, homicidal rage. Pale blue would be calm, yellow is happy, regular blue is sad, dark blue is depressed, pink is love, and you get the idea," Wade thought it wise to get on with his explanation under the one-eyed woman's piercing gaze, "Obviously if Kim's still angry, her thoughts won't be the purest in the world, so the trick is to change her emotional state and her mental state will follow. Basic psychology really. But, because of the emotional feedback loop, you only need to get the stripes to just barely change and then a small comment will be all it'll take to do it. Of course, some emotions will take precedence over others, like sadness will easily give way to anger, and anger is something that is difficult to usurp without calm first. So I-"

"I can calm her down, don't worry about it. Let's role Bets, we're running out of time," Shego simply stated.

"Indeed, thank you Mr. Load, we will inform you of how this goes immediately," Dr. Director informed the boy as she followed Shego out of the room.

"Right, good luck!" Wade shouted as they left his room.

~~~~~~~~~(Yay, back to the butt-kicking!)~~~~~~~~~~~

Well, Dr. Director thought, at least she is only willing to kill now and not torture first, and she's definitely less angry, but Shego, you've only got two and a half minutes before the suit's life support runs out...Please, make it back. Holy fuck!

The profanity that Dr. Director punctuated her thought with was in response to the amazing display of martial arts she was seeing between these two women. It looked like something out of an action/fighting anime. She didn't think that the human body could do that.

Kim exploded at Shego, there was no other way to put it. One moment she was just outside a whole in the wall, the next her flaming claw was cutting Shego's hair. It would have severed Shego's face if she hadn't reacted in time. Shego bore a look of utter surprise, as though she hadn't thought Kim could move that fast. Kim, meanwhile had a look of confidence, even one of pure enjoyment as she let loose on the emerald fighter.

She went in first with a stab from her right hand and then a stab from her left, both aimed at Shego's face. Both of which Shego deftly deflected. Out of her deflections, Shego sent her own flaming fist to meet Kim's chest, which met air as Kim jumped back, curling her body to just fall outside Shego's reach. The look of confident amusement never left Kim's face, well, a smirk joined it as she grabbed Shego's outstretched arm and pulled. At the same time she brought her feet up to deliver a devastating double kick to Shego's midsection.

Shego's surprise was short lived as she had to quickly react. Her face became completely serious and focused as she caught both of Kim's petite feet in one hand, turning her whole body to move with Kim's own momentum, carrying Kim across her body. When Kim was about midway, Shego jumped up and delivered her own double kick to Kimmie's midsection. While curling her body again lessened the blow, Kim had no way of escaping the hit and landed a couple feet away, flipping to her feet and getting back into her fighting stance. While Shego used her own momentum to flip back upright and into her own fighting stance.

"I'll admit, you've definately got some moves, Princess," Shego smirked as she said this, her usual aura of supreme confidence back in full force, "But as I said, it ain't enough, lets go."

And so they went back at each other. Each pulling off moves of acrobatics that most martial artists only dream of being able to do. Betty was sure it was from the suits. Speaking of, Kim's wasn't a vibrant red anymore. It was actually rather dark, barely recognizable as red really, it looked dark red in some spots, and a deep violet in others. Dr. Director assumed that Shego's hunch had been correct and falling into their usual dance of death was actually a form of stress relief, for both of them. The black on Kim's outfit was brightening to a dark gray, and the homicidal blood lust in her eyes had all but vanished.

Betty knew it was the suits now. Kim's suit wasn't glowing, meaning it wasn't being supplied with that much emotional power, and her fighting was starting to look less and less like an action anime, and more like how she usually fought. Which was still impressive. Shego, on her part also toned down her level of skill to match Kim's, but still staying intense to keep her in the heat of the moment. Then the dialogue resumed as they fell into their niche.

"It's a shame, Cupcake, black and red really suited you, it brought out your pretty eyes," Shego taunt/flirted. And then she froze. It was brief, but being a master thief and master martial artist she had to pick out the smallest details. Betty had seen it, but thought she was just seeing things. Kim may be able to rationalize it, but the suit definitely didn't lie. For a brief moment, the gray flashed white, and the deep red flashed a radiant pink. Brief, but Shego saw. Shego also saw that it didn't last long, though the suit was infinitely lighter, and that a fist was flying towards her face. "Alright, Pumpkin, lets dance," Shego said as she launched herself, and her own punch, at the oncoming teen.

"This isn't what you want Princess, trust me. They aren't worth it," Shego said as she charged at the teen.

"Yeah? And how would you know what I want?" Challenged Kim as she continued her own charge.

And just like it would happen in a cliched TV show, both fists connected with each other. Both aflame, one red, one green, both powerful enough to send out a shockwave of air.

And send both combatants hurtling backwards. Both girls flipped and planted their feet on opposite walls of the room, coilling like springs. Only for Shego, something was wrong. She hurt, all over. As she looked down, she saw, to her dismay, that the her own suit was dimming, meaning that it was losing power. Fuck! Just a little longer! Both women launched themselves at each other again. Both intending to punch out the other. However, Shego's suit decided to give out, and she curled into a pseudo-fetal position as she flew. Kim saw it as well as Dr. Director. And they both heard Shego's scream of agony. A scream that seemed to reach Kim in the darkest recess of her clouded mind.

She didn't have time to consciously react, not that she really had been this whole time, but Kim's punch transformed into a tackle. And both women were sent tumbling to and across the floor several feet in a tangle of limbs. With them landing with Kim straddling Shego, poised to deliver the final blow. But she froze. Something was wrong with Shego. The woman who could reach her own level.

"What is it?" Asked Kim, almost in a whisper, too quiet for Dr. Director to hear, but just loud enough to reach Shego, "What's wrong with you? Why don't you want them dead?"

"Princess, Pumpkin, Cupcake, Kimmie...Kim," Shego coughed out. Hearing her real name drew Kim's attention to the now wheezing woman, and to the very dim lights in her suit.

"Kim, trust me...*cough*...I do want those bastards to pay...but killing them will only hurt you...it won't make anything better," Shego coughed out weakly.

"I-You don't KNOW that!" Kim tried to reason with her. Her suit flaring up, still off-white, but still with red highlights.

"Yes Kim, I do..." Shego was having trouble breathing, and not from the welcomed weight on her waist, the damn suit was running low on power. "Kim...trust me...I've walked the path you do now...That's how I got into being a criminal...And until you came along, I always regretted it...It weighed too heavily on my conscience...Only by fighting you could I forget the pain I experienced from what I'd done...Kim...Kimmie...don't...repeat my...mistakes..." Shego barely got that last bit out before she lost consciousness.

"Shego? Shego?! SHEGO!" Kim wailed.

The suit seemed to turn off then. It became white, and deep blue.

And all that Kim had done that day, came rushing back to her now clear mind.

"Oh God, I-I-I...Oh God!" At her final exclamation, Kim also passed out on top of the older woman.

"Shit," was all Dr. Director could think to say. Well, at least Kim's calm now, "Agent Du, go grab Mr. Stoppable and Mr. Rufus. Alpha team, begin treating and evac-ing the villains, Bravo, see to Shego and help me with Miss Possible," Dr. Director ordered as she went to pick up Kim. Even in unconsciousness, Kim seemed tormented by her recently enlightened memories.

"Send a van to go pick up Mr. Load and have them meet us at the hospital, ASAP people!"

Time, was running out.

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Well, there it is Chapter 10, and the fight between Kim and Shego. I had wanted to make it longer and more epic, but they, and Shego's life-support suit, had different ideas.

So, what's the deal with Shego's past, and her relationship with Dr. Director? Sorry guys, but no action next chapter, as everyone has too much explaining to do...and Kim and Shego need to have a serious talk. I know ya'll wanted more action, but they need to end up together at some point don't they? That and Shego needs medical attention. So no action for awhile, but don't worry it'll come again.

Oh! Before I forget, a cyber-cookie to all that guessed right. Though it really wasn't that hard was it? Meh. And I swear, I did not intend to steal anyone's ideas, I actually only recently saw a pic of Shego in her own Battlesuit, though I have yet to see/read of Kim in a black/red one. I just think it would be totally baddass.

Standard stuff: Drop a review if you liked it, or didn't...or if you have anything really, hearing from people helps a lot.

Well, 'till next time! Have a good one!