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Lighting The Keg
"Aconasema, we don't have much longer. This maniac interrogated Shego even as we speak".
"Let me guess, he didn't get what he wanted".
"Not even with torture," Wade deadpans.
"What's his next recourse?" Kim holds her baited breath.
"He has her brothers…"
"And taking his frustrations out on them?"
"You know how frustrating she can be," Wade shrugs, not saying anything else about Shego. He knew Kim cared about the thief. "I wouldn't put it past him to carve them up if he doesn't get what he wants".
"Let's don't disappoint the man then, Ares," Kim lands her car increasing speed around the twisting and winding road.
"Annie, alert Father we'll be coming in red hot and under heavy combat mode in about 30-seconds".
"He's already inside and in position, Kim".
"Good. Now activate the AGS-17, Annie". A secret compartment opens atop the hood. The road ahead straightened out a bit. Kim takes this stretch and locked onto the mountainside firing. A VOG-30 RPG obliterates the road railing ahead.
"Kim, you're not..."
Kim cuts off her cousin ordering, "Flight mode, Annie".
That confirmed Joss' worst nightmare. She'd been gone nearly 4-years. Her cousin definitely changed during her absence. She'd become more reckless than ever.
An enormous booster appears in the car's rear. Two smaller ones materialize beneath the chassis. Wings extend out the car's sides. The boosters ignite on cue. Her speedometer quits registering as the vehicle abruptly gains speed.
Kim targets the lair's central point firing her payload. Nine VOG-30 RPGs thunder towards the mountain lair.
G-forces pins her against her seat. Joss closes her eyes, screaming in mortal terror. She doubted they'd clear that ravine without crashing under such heavy fire.
RPGs impact the mountainside in succession. Each blast proves more potent than the last, tunneling deeper into its rocky armor. The last decimates the remaining rock between her and the prisoners. Kim ejects herself, as Annie crashes the party pancaking four assailants.
Red Hawke immediately recognized her vehicles from security cams. Maybe these prisoners didn't know her whereabouts. He'd still gotten her attention and drawn her into the open. "Come get me, You Redhead Bitch," he whispers, dashing back into the shadows.
The Lamborghini skids across the main area. Kim sat behind the wheel.
Shego closes her eyes, awaiting the inevitable. She was sure the car would ram into, pancaking her. Only, it stops just short of her kneecaps, then extends a shield around them.
Hawke grits his teeth. Irate, over what she'd done. He thought he'd planned for every eventuality, and laid traps to undermine her plans. She should've been caught before reach this lair's entrance. Alas, she circumvents his countermeasures in a way he never conceived.
He started with ten teammates. Six assailants captured, then brought Team Go here unto Drakken's lair. That made sixteen team members, altogether. That should've been enough to more than handle this insipid redhead, or so he thought. His team heard the commotion. Most barely cove out of the way in time. A few weren't so quick.
Kim pancakes four, leaving him twelve pawns. Every man and woman became expendable the instant Possible entered this lair. Senior members understood this. The others were kept in the dark. He signals his senior members to draw her into the open. He suspected, she wasn't inside that car. She was far more tactful than leaving herself so openly exposed. "Kill her!"
All twelve pawns converge upon Annie with guns drawn, and firing on full auto. Various caliber AP rounds and laser shots assail the vehicle's protective barrier left and right.
Annie wasn't defenseless. The A.I. activates her modified M-134s firing at 6,000 RPM. 7.62-mm AP rounds easily thins out these mercenaries.
Their body armor offered little protection. Hits came so rapidly and with such force. These temporarily dazed 'wannabe' assassins couldn't recover their breath or footing good, before another round would hit again. Their mesh composite vests giving a little more with each hit.
Every man and woman knew, they couldn't retreat. Their boss would cut them down mid-stride. Nor could they last long at this rate. Their armor would give soon. Their chances of survival weren't good, trapped in the open and pinned between a bloodthirsty boss and a murderous drone car. Choices null, they realized they'd been tricked, and turned into pawns.
It was every man for himself. Male and female bolts in every direction. Sadly, none get far. The hits only accelerate, targeted by friends and enemies alike. Their armor quickly fails, leaving its wearer open and vulnerable to attack. One-by-one, teammates hear their colleagues' dying wails as 6,000 RPM saw them in half without mercy in under a few seconds flat.
Friend, O My Enemy
Kim notices assailants scuttling left and right. All trying to escape certain death. She couldn't worry about them right now. She had more pressing issues. She scopes Shego dangling by her wrists from the ceiling. Her mother lying nearby, sporting multiple gunshot wounds.
Red Hawke was somewhere nearby. She could sense his presence. That's why he left the prisoner's openly visible. They were bait to draw her into the open. She couldn't get closer without a few minor distractions. Her nano-mites settled into their preprogrammed position. She only prayed this worked, triggering her explosives.
Massive explosions ripple over the lair's interior. A single assailant survives no-man's land crossfire. Kim spots her hiding behind a nearby rock formation. She takes aim and fires. A silenced 5.56-mm sniper round takes her adversary by surprise. He goes down.
Kim ambles into the open, using the smoke as cover. The explosions and roaring infernos masked her footsteps and body temperature. She gets lowers, etching her way closer.
The wounded assailant couldn't see her adversary. She didn't move suddenly, feeling the sniper's rifle trained over her heart. She rolls over very slowly. Both hands held up in surrounded. She didn't know for sure. Her gut said, Kim shot her. She knew, if correct, Kim marked her every move. She couldn't see Kim's.
She also knew she'd never beat Kim unto the draw. She'd lost her rifle. Kim would kill her, before her pistol clears its holster. She needed to distract the redhead. Maybe then she'd have a chance to kill her target? And she knew how. "Kim, it's me," she exposes her own identity.
"Hope?"
"Yea, it's me," she slowly removes her mask.
Kim wasn't stupid. She knew what Hope was doing. They'd been childhood best friends, growing up. Hope figured, the shock of learning about her involvement would dull her reflexes, giving her an edge. Kim only get madder, realizing her deception. She raises her EF-88 assault rifle.
"Mercy, Kim, please," Hope begs on her life.
Kim catches her right hand slipping into her right sleeve. She couldn't chance it. Kim pulls her trigger without hesitation. Multiple rounds peels though her victim's chest cavity. Fresh blood splatters onto her clothes and in her face.
"Mercy?" Kim contemns. "Mercy belongs to my friends, not a backstabbing bitch like you. Besides, you targeted someone very special to me". Hope was beyond dead. Kim still empties several more rounds into her opponent. Her body jerks more violently with each hit. Kim steps over her without a second thought, moving towards Shego.
Shego gazes upon her redhead rescuer, horrified by her brutal actions. Never did she think Kim would kill anyone. Sure, she almost killed her once, but that wasn't on purpose. She tortured herself more than she ever could. That was really the only reason she didn't retaliate against her tormentor.
Red Hawke lay atop the catwalk high above. He leans into his scope, scouring the scene below. His parabolic mic picks up silenced, automatic gunshots. He couldn't raise his team. No matter, they'd served their purpose. He, however, still couldn't pinpoint her exactly location. Each wisp-echo proved she was somewhere near Shego's location. He figures, sooner or later, she'd make her move, then he'd have her dead to rights. A single shot and this mission would be over. Golden Heart would be theirs.
Wolverine clang unto the ceiling above his position. He'd been there nearly 10-minutes. Red Hawke never detected his presence. Wolverine discerns Hawke's intentions. He drops unannounced from the ceiling. Claws deployed. He strikes the catwalk's support columns. The whole structure snaps in half.
Red Hawke drops his rifle rolling uncontrollably towards the edge. He thinks fast barely grabbing a side rail in time, before he plunged 200-ft unto his death below.
Wolverine comes from nowhere again severing his side rail.
Red Hawke plunges below. Luckily, he barely retrieves and fires his grappling hook latching onto a dangling part of the catwalk.
Wolverine waits until he's 20-feet above ground zero, before snapping his line.
Red Hawke thuds hard against the rocky floor below. He climbs back onto his feet favoring his left leg, limping to keep his balance. He eyes his dead teammates. All sacrificed for nothing, unless he could somehow salvage this situation, which wasn't looking good.
Surprise, It's Me
Wolverine stormed towards him. Claws deployed and blood in his eyes.
"Remember, Father, I need him alive".
"The hell you do," Red draws his tactical blade.
Kim discerns he meant to commit suicide. She takes aim and fires on instinct. A 5.56-mm round embeds into his right wrist. Searing pain overrides his mental control. His hand involuntarily releases his blade. It clanks hard against the concrete floor.
Red Hawke snaps his head around cursing, "I'll get you for this, You Redhead Cock..."
"Hey, watch what you say about my little girl," Wolverine lays him out cold with a single punch.
Kim deploys her own claws.
"What the hell?" Shego eyes her nemesis, like she was a space alien.
Kim giggles over her rival's gaping mouth and bulging eyes. She swipes her claws severing her plasma resistant restraints.
Shego couldn't take the suspense any longer, "Possible, what the hell's going on here? And who are these people?"
"Professional assassins sent to kill me," Kim deadpans.
"Kill you? Over what?"
"Haven't you heard? I'm a villain now, Shego".
"You? A villain?" Shego laughs aloud. She'd never heard something so ridiculous.
"Wanted dead or alive, complete with a $200 billion price on my head".
"Over what?"
"You have no doubt heard about Hydra's recent fall, right?"
"Who hasn't? It's all over the villain community. They say Aconasema took them down".
"Well, yes and no," Kim strings her along. "Aconasema took them down, while acting under my directions. You could say, I was the brains, and she was the brawn. Well, global authorities recently learnt about my role in her actions. And they're pissed to the max".
"What the hell did you do that merits such wanton disregard for human life, Possible?"
"I single-handedly engineered a brutal civil war between Hydra's factions and closest allies, WEE, the League of Assassins, as well as their cells within S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Shadow Committee and Global Justice's GSC. Fury and Dr. Director's brothers were seriously wounded during apprehension".
"I heard about that," Shego eyes her uneasily. "You did all that?"
"She sure did. Let me tell you," Wolverine boasts, "I said it once, I'll say it again, this girl could con a starving wolf out of its last meal".
Shego simply eyes the mutant, about to dis him, when...
"Kim, Joss passed out cold".
"Copy that, Ares".
"Shego, you're with me".
"But..."
"No buts, Father. Remember your rules. Girls with girls; boys with boys".
"Annie, shrink father's passengers".
Wolverine grumbles aloud, but laughs inwardly, over her using his own rules against him. She was learning the ropes faster than he'd anticipated. He scoops up Shego's shrunken brothers and head back towards his own vehicle.
"Remember also, stay close behind me once airborne. Don't miss the portal or you'll all crash and burn. Quite literally, father".
"I'll stick..."
Fiery Ovation
"Kim," Annie interrupts their banter, "I don't mean to interrupt this touching moment. We have a MQ-9 Reaper of the 551st Special Operations Squadron, under the United States Air Force Special Operations Command, headed our way".
"What are its armaments?'
"It's carrying two AGM-114 Hellfire missiles and a mini-gun with estimated 500 rounds".
"How soon until within firing range, Annie?"
"1-minute and 44-seconds, Kim".
"Let's go, Shego". The Lamborghini Veneno's passenger door opens.
Shego didn't argue, hobbling over as fast as she could. She picks up Joss, slides into the passenger seat, and puts Joss in her lap.
"Whoa, Possible, how'd you ever afford this ride?'
"What can I say, Shego? Crime pays," Kim japes, retracting her claws, and snapping her safety belt.
"Care to explain how we get this automotive jewel out of here," Shego smirks with cynicism.
"Hover mode, Annie". The Lamborghini rises off hovering above the ground. Tires turn inside out. Their rides heads towards the tunnel's exit.
"Fight mode, Annie". The boosters materialize moments later, behind and underneath. All igniting the same time. Annie abrupt shoots vertical into the air. Wolverine's car wasn't far behind.
Shego squeals, every muscle recoils with searing pain. She'd prefer her jet any day over this piece of junk. They reach a preset altitude. Annie engages their TDVI cloak. A drone soars past their position. The pilot's instruments fail to detect their presence. He gets over the lair's position, dropping two AGM-114 Hellfire missiles. Both ordnances scream towards the ground detonating on impact, leaving little behind but smoldering rubble and bodies. "Possible, you've really pissed off some very powerful people".
"Worse than you ever did, Shego," Kim boasts about being the superior criminal.
"Kim," Annie inserts herself into their petty squabble, "we have four Canadian CF-188As headed our way. Each armed with AIM-9 Sidewider and AGM-65 Maverick missiles, as well as CRV7 rockets".
"I have an idea, Father. It should buy us more support among our Canadian allies".
"What're you going to do, Chiyoko?"
"Inform Canadian Department of National Defense about S.H.I.E.L.D. and Global Justice's, or rather Fury and Dr. Director's, unsanctioned military operation beyond their royal borders," Kim banks a hard-right heading straight towards the MQ-9 Reaper.
"Possible, what the hell are you doing?" Shego protests this insanity.
"Just having a little fun, Shego. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the entertainment".
Shego eyes her like she'd lost her mind.
"Oh, c'mon, Shego. Even you should know spies. They won't believe anything without solid evidence. And what better evidence could I offer them, than a drone built using stolen S.H.I.E.L.D. and Global Justice electronic components".
Shego grins, Princess had gotten more devious since they'd last tangled.
The rogue drone closed upon its primary target. The instrument didn't detect any aircraft escaping the lair. Acoustics didn't detect anything clocked. The skies were clear.
Kim doesn't even decloak firing. Three VOG-30 RPG come out of nowhere.
The drone pilots don't have time to react. All three RPG detonate upon impacting the drones, scattering its debris over the nearby mountainside.
"Annie, broadcast my prerecorded message," she orders, gaining altitude again.
"Halo #1, this is Central. Come in".
"Halo #1, receiving, over".
"Halo #1, we're receiving a coded message, specifically addressed unto you".
"What does the message say, Central?"
"It says, you'll find what you're seeking here. X-marks the spot, signed Kimberly Ann Possible. She gives us a set of coordinates within our borders. She claims it's a downed American drone, disguised as one of ours, carrying out a clandestine operation on Canadian home soil".
"Launched by who, Central?"
"She claims S.H.I.E.L.D., Global Justice, and Special Operations Command of the United States Air Force".
"What are our orders, Sir? Should we proceed to drop zone? Or do we investigate her claim?"
"The target has already been destroyed, presumably by this same drone. You should investigate her claim, Halo #1. Secure any remnants of that drone you can. We can build a solid case against S.H.I.E.L.D. and Global Justice, even American DOD, over carrying out clandestine operations over Canadian border without our government's permission".
"Going to investigate now, Central. Halo #1, over and out".
Well, so far, I've only heard from a single reviewer. I'd appreciate more input concerning this Fan Fict. Any idea or comments could help me better shape the direction and style of each chapter. I hoped more people would enjoy this since I received such sterling reviews on my previous story.