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Kim Possible: Rogue
By LJ58
19
"They really told you everything," Jim asked when Kim finally came down after seeing the captives.
"So they claimed," Kim nodded. "Not that we'll just take their word for it. Can you get in touch with Wade, and have him try to confirm the layout with any available satellites?"
"Of course," Jim and Tim both grinned. "What else?"
"We need to move….simultaneously if we're going to pull this off. Unfortunately, that means we do have to split up again. It's the only way."
"Forget it, Kimmie," Shego growled at her. "I already said we're staying together, and I meant it. I am not losing you again."
Kim sighed, shook her head, and then remarked, "I don't remember you being so…..cautious."
Shego's expression was part indignation, part hurt.
"But I like the way you worry," she quickly added, and pecked her cheek. "Don't worry. For this one, you're on my team. I'm going to need you."
"So, what are we doing," General Flagg asked.
"I'm going to put out what I'm thinking, and you guys tell me if I'm not too far off base," Kim told the group gathered around her, which now included Will Du, who had shown up after relaying the troublesome news that while he had found the other dead Hench, Fukushima's body was nowhere to be found.
"He always was the slippery eel, as you American's say," Yori said grimly.
"Hopefully, he'll just stay out of the way for a while. Like, ten or twenty years," Ron muttered sourly, unable to believe he had been suckered by the weasel yet again. He had been certain that last strike had been lethal.
"Well, he'll be added to our watch list now," Richard Flagg remarked. "Once I get back in my own office," he added.
"And that's the simultaneous, split-second timing I was talking about. They know we have a rocket," Kim went on. "They know we have the Matrix. What they don't know is what we can do."
"So, what are we doing," Drew asked. "Because I'm not altogether sure there is anything we can actually do….."
"You missed a few things since you were napping, Doc," Shego cut him off. "Just zip it, and let Kimmie finish."
"Right. First, the Luna strike," she said, turning to Ron. "A good idea. Bad implementation. It's a sure bet they have their own spacecraft in play by now, and have defenses ready. That said, they'll see us coming from the moment we launch. Unless…..our launch is a feint."
"A feint," Ron asked.
"Right," he nodded. "This is my idea. Team one, dad, Drew, and anyone that can help. You take the rocket up, and fake a launch. In the same instant, while all eyes are on you, Team two, Ron, you and your people are transported by Matrix to the colony, and get our allies out. All of them."
"Is that smart," Will asked. "The last time…."
"We're not penetrating alien space/time this go," Jim told the man. "Opening a door in our own space/time will be a piece of cake. We just need coordinates."
"Which I have," Dr. Director added. "I'm assuming you will be bringing back everyone the same way," Kim was asked.
"Exactly. Now, here's the next piece on our board. General Flagg, once Team one and two are in play, you, and your friends will be transported directly to the Pentagon, after you're suitably dressed, and try to undermine our guests from that side."
"And you and Shego will be doing what?"
"The critical phase. I know these things aren't incompetent. They've proven that far too many times."
"I'll say," Shego grimaced as she nodded at Kim.
"Exactly, so we're going to be the main strike, and diversion. We'll suit up, and go in at the same time you guys are all moving. Hopefully, with so many pieces moving, they won't be able to react effectively before the boys can get the allies from the moon, to our location, to back us up."
"You and Shego are going in alone," Anne asked her uneasily.
"Can't be helped. Besides, it's what they'll expect," Kim smiled. "What they won't expect, I'm hoping, is the backup Ron will be bringing. Let's not kid ourselves, though. First, and foremost, we have to find that reactor, and shut down the gate. We cannot allow any more of those creatures through. No matter what."
"Agreed," General Flagg nodded as Ron just stared grimly.
"You weren't kidding about split-second timing."
Kim nodded.
"That's once we're all geared up, and ready," Kim nodded. "First, Tweebs, we need to make sure everyone we leave behind is safe. So, I want you to create a gate that will transport every one of those naval ships to there to the South Pacific. As close to the Jaegyu Knoll as is safe."
"You want to send them right to where you're going," Will frowned.
"I'm hoping by then that General Flagg will be in place to order them to assist us. That said, even the sailors are going to be wondering what is going on when they reappear in the middle of the firefight I anticipate."
"Firefight?"
Kim nodded at Shego.
"When I say we're gearing up, I don't just mean for the weather. We're going armed, and you're going to really cut loose. These….people cannot be allowed to succeed. If they win, we all lose."
"We know," Ron told her. "So, try to hold on until we get there. I don't think it will take us long."
"Just be careful yourself," Kim told Ron. "Remember, you don't know what you're facing up there, but it will inside very thin walls in space."
"Been there, done that," Ron smiled faintly, almost looking like his old self again.
"I happen to remember how that one ended, too," Shego grumbled, eyeing him curtly.
"We can get them to the Falklands easy enough," Jim remarked. "I don't know about getting any closer since that whole area is pretty spotty between the islands, and the currents."
ANI's remarkably lifelike voice cut in just then, and declared, "I just finished downloading topographical maps of the entire region, and can get the fleet within ten kilometers of the Knoll," the computer told them.
"Perfect," Kim nodded. "Send them first, and then program the gates we're going to need. Everyone, get ready, and meet back here in….fifteen. We can't delay. We have to move now."
"We're already ready," Ron said.
"We can launch the rocket in…..ten minutes," her father told her.
"Make it fifteen," Kim told him with a wry smile. "Synchronization, remember? General, you might want to go armed, too. You don't know who, or what you'll find when you arrive."
"Naturally," the man nodded, feeling far more human again after a very good meal, and a hot bath.
"Ron. Remember. Anybody you find…. Anybody that wants to help….. Let them go."
Ron just nodded.
"Don't worry about us, KP. You just stay safe until we can reach you. Again."
Kim smirked.
"What could happen?" Shego only groaned.
"You just have to dare fate. Don't you, Princess," she complained.
Kim's response was to laugh.
She didn't miss the fact Drew was whispering to Dr. Possible, though, as the others moved for the steps to finish getting ready. Shego didn't bother to eavesdrop. She was just glad that he was someone else's problem for a change.
"And us," Dr. Director asked.
"You and Will stay here and make sure that no one can reach the boys, or the Matrix. You're their last line of defense. Just in case," Kim told her.
Betty nodded. "We can do that."
KP
Ron glanced around as he stepped out of the 'gate,' and literally found himself in another place just by taking a single step.
A moment later, and Yori, Hirotaka, and two of Senior's Henches appeared behind them.
"Okay, according to Dr. Director, our best chance is to hit the command center, and just open all the cells, and shut down the security from there. Otherwise, they can vent the corridors, and blow us into space."
"We do this easy, or hard," one of the Henches asked, fingering a heavy stun wand he had favored over the weapons available.
None of needed reminding what a stray shot could do to all of them.
True, they were all wearing some kind of experimentally body stocking that the old man claimed would let them survive even in hard vacuum for up to ten minutes, but none of them were really looking to try them out. Especially since, that kind of scenario pretty much blew the entire reason for their mission.
"If they're human, knock them out," Ron told the Henches. "If they're not, take them out. Remember, they play for keeps. We don't have any choice but to do the same just now. This one is for all of us. Either way, you seen anyone, take them down before they can send a warning."
"I shall scout ahead," Yori told him.
"I'll watch our backs," Hiro said, and moved to the rear.
"All right….. Let's do this," Ron growled, and turned to move in Yori's wake.
The two Henches shared a grim look, and one told the other, "I think I'm retiring after this one."
"I hope we live long enough to have a choice," the other grimaced.
Ron didn't comment.
KP
"Nearing threshold," James told his makeshift crew. "Drew, activate the weapons you installed. Robbie," he told the Hench. "Keep an eye on that radar, and let us know if anything shows."
"Everything looks good so far," the man said as Drew quickly worked to activate the blue lasers he had talked James into installing before liftoff. If they were going to be facing possible hostile forces, he wanted more than speed, or agility to help them fend them off.
They had launched just seconds after the entire fleet had been targeted, and sent south, and then they got the signal the other teams were ready to move.
James had sent the ship flying straight up, making no move to cloak his ship as he knew the transponder likely had everyone in range knowing it was him, and that he was headed for space. He used all the power in the new engines, and even as they headed for orbital attitude, James sent the message back to Senior's island, letting them know they were in place.
Even as he did, Robbie called out, "Five signals coming in from starboard!"
"Here we go," James said, wondering if his daughter felt half this nervous as he turned his ship and began a literal race for life.
KP
General Richard Flagg literally appeared inside the war room of the Pentagon, in front of ovr a dozen men and women all reacting to the sudden disappearance of the Atlantic Fleet that had been sent to take out the terrorists being led by Senor Senior.
With him, four armed troopers appeared behind him, and the officer stared at the nearest senior officer, and saw human eyes staring back.
"Admiral Davis is clear. Sweep the room. If they run, stun them," he ordered. "If they fight, kill them."
"Flagg," the Navy officer frowned. "What the devil is going on?"
"Invasion, admiral. One you let in right under your nose. What is the status of the Atlantic Fleet?"
"We don't know," the man hissed as one of the soldiers with Richard shouted a warning, and blew the head off a man trying to pull a sidearm.
Several people screamed, but no one else tried to move as the four men continued to check every person there. Paying special attention to their eyes.
There was a lot of murmuring, and confused babble, but Richard stayed focused on the monitors around him as some of the techs stayed at their posts.
"Gentlemen, you'll find the Fleet is now just south of the Falklands near Bransfield Island. You'll also find an enemy installation masked as one of our own on the Antarctic peninsula near the Jaegyu Knoll on that same island. These enemies are shape-shifters, and can impersonate anyone."
"Then how do we know you aren't them," someone spat. "Because General Flagg just left two days ago with orders….."
"Do I look like the same man," Richard spat at the junior officer. "Besides, you can spot these guys. They have orange-ringed pupils. They likely wear a lot of shades around anyone who might pay attention to that. I've been a p.o.w. on an alien world with Kim Possible for several years now. While you idiots likely handed these things the keys to our world. Now, listen to me, because we are at Def-Con One. Understand that one? We are now on full alert. Contact the commanders of the fleet, and inform them the installation on that Knoll is an alien installation, and to be destroyed at all costs."
"Sir," one of the techs looked to the admiral.
"Do it," Admiral Davis barked, "And get the sentries in here. Once they're checked, have them comb this entire building from senior officers to janitors," the bear of a man shouted. "Move, people," he swore as more were cleared, and joined the four men that came with Richard.
The dead man, someone had already noted, had dropped his dark glasses when he was shot. His eyes had very distinctive orange rings.
KP
Kim landed the Roth she had recalled via Wade, and the newly reactivated AI in control, and stepped out into the ice.
"The installation is just a quarter mile inland," Kim reminded her. "Wade's satellite hack confirmed it."
"So, why not fly in?"
"In case they have something that could detect my car. We don't want our only transportation blown up if we need it later."
"Good point," Shego grimaced, already shivering in spite of the fact her metabolism was set on high heat.
"Looks like the fleet is starting to regroup. Hopefully, someone will figure things out in time. Let's go find that reactor, and cause some havoc," Kim grinned.
"You're enjoying this entirely too much," Shego complained as they trudged over the thick ice.
"I've wanted to fight for longer than you can imagine," Kim told him somberly. "Only I had to consider those few people left that were being used as hostages, as much as anything else. It didn't take long for me to realize that if I cooperated, they got to live."
"They actually…..?"
"There were almost two hundred people in there with me when we….got caught."
"But we only saved…."
"Dead. All of them. Many of them because I tried to fight."
"Damn. Okay, Princess. Let's go get us some payback," Shego nodded, and fixed her gaze on the white horizon.
"Absolutely," Kim nodded, pulling the rail gun from under her parka.
Only Shego didn't carry a weapon.
Anyone that knew her, knew she was a weapon. One yet to truly unleash all the power at her disposal. That, Kim knew, was about to change.
KP
"No one move," Ron shouted as he shoved the last GJ guard into the control room, where he hit the floor unconscious. "We're taking over. Yori, Ben, check their eyes," he said, keeping his eyes on the men nearest the central computer core.
When one tried to move a hand toward an alarm, he launched a dagger that caught the man's hand, pinning it to the softer arm of his chair.
The man wailed, but when checked, he was found to be human.
"Okay, for all who don't know it yet, there are alien shape-shifters taking over the planet. They may be using traitors, or just outright duping you, but unless we stop them, the human race has had it," Ron told them all as his people quickly searched those in the command center. "Anyone still want to fight?"
"That's not the story we've been getting, Stoppable," a woman in government green fatigues shot back.
"Oh, I'll bet they have all kind of loony things going out about us. Kim, the real Kim, is back, having been a prisoner on their planet all this time. When she has the time, she'll explain things to you. For now, we need help to take these freaks down before they open a dimensional gate that will let their kind swarm, and destroy our world. I ask again," Ron growled. "Anyone want to still fight?"
"Got one," Ben shouted, and shoved a tech forward, where he landed in front of Ron.
Ron didn't hesitate as his right hand flashed, and slit the man's throat before anyone could react.
Even as he did, the dying man's fall released a device that rolled across the deck.
"Phosphorus mine," Hirotaka grimaced, and quickly scooped up, and disarmed the device.
"And that is why you kill first, and question later," Ron told them all. "These people will not hesitate to kill us. They want our world. As a start. Yori?" "I have taken control of the security systems, and the holding cells," she told him after pushing a stunned tech aside.
"Good. Open a channel to the cells. I have a few things to tell our soon-to-be allies."
She nodded, and Ron stepped forward to the computer where dozens of small monitors showed more than a few of the prisoners. As anticipated, many of them were familiar. Such as Team GO, Hego looking up at the camera in heavy shackles with a look that was as close to despair as he had ever seen.
"This is Ron Stoppable," he spoke into the intercom. "Earth is being threatened by an extra-dimensional force. I'm here to bring back allies to help us fight back. Some of your were unfairly, and illegally imprisoned, and we're here to get you out, and hopefully add to our own ranks. For those of you here for valid reasons, I'm offering you the chance, and choice to help before our race is extinguished. You can stay here, and you might survive. For a time. Or you can come with us, and help stop these creatures. Your choice. We're opening your cells now, and deactivating all security to let you out."
Even as he spoke, nodding at Yori, she was manipulating the computer, and doing just that.
Ron paid particular attention to Hego, in a white jumpsuit, standing up as his heavy shackles fell away.
"Now, anyone willing to help, follow the arrows to the command center, and join us here. We're heading to earth in….seven minutes. Your choice."
Three minutes later, and the seemingly spacious office began to fill up. Surprisingly, with Team GO, Professor Dementor was one of the first to appear.
"No one takes my planet. Earth is mine to rule," he declared hotly. "Not some interloper's! I shall not allow it!"
"You should know, someone is pretending to be you. The imposters," he said, raising his voice for the newcomers, "Have orange rings in their eyes for those of you that don't yet know it."
Hego looked around, and nodded.
"We found that out too late," he said. "Is Shego really with you?"
"She and Kim Possible are spearheading an attack on their likely stronghold even as we speak. Everyone get ready to go. We're about to leave."
"How," someone asked, and Ron turned to see Electronique, last seen in Go City after she finished her parole, and thanks to the reverse polarizer, had been living a very quiet life of late.
"You're going to love this one," he told the woman, and raised his communicators. "Guys, we're ready. Do it."
KP
Kim saw the small dome just on the horizon even as they loped across the icepack of Bransfield Island, and frowned as she realized she wasn't seeing anything that would account for a large installation that would house a dimensional gate capable of unleashing hordes on the world.
"Underground lair," Shego sighed, lowering her own binoculars. "Just like Nerdlinger guessed. I see some things really are standard."
"I guess," Kim frowned. "Any clue how to get in without being seen? We don't exactly have any cover out there."
"Well, considering they likely already know we're here, I say a full frontal charge. We do still have to draw the navy here, remember?"
"That, too," she nodded at her partner. "So, what are you thinking?"
"Got any grenades?"
Kim grinned.
Pulling back her parka, she pulled out a small pack, and slid into into a slot under the rail gun's primary barrel.
"Nannite mini-bombs. Charged by the rail gun, they should be…..effective for a introduction," Kim grinned. "Ready?"
"I've been ready for two years," Shego told her, and shoved back the hood of her parka as green fire began to flow around her gloved hands.
"Then let's knock, shall we," Kim asked, and fired a half dozen charged grenades right at the front door of the innocuous dome.
The chain explosions turned the ice to slush, and split the icepack before them like glass. Even as the thunder of the explosions faded, two huge slabs of apparent ice slid back, and dozens of armed men marched up, and out of the ground.
Shego grinned, and hissed, "Playtime, Princess," and charged forward.
Kim was right behind her.
To Be Continued…