I do not own the Disney characters named herein, and am only using them for a nonprofit tale meant to entertain only.
Kim Possible: Rogue
By LJ58
21
"Captain, we have confirmation, and….."
"What the hell was that," as the near distract explosion on that nearest chunk of icy landscape sent a plume of dark smoke rising into the clear sky even as his fleet headed for the Knoll.
"I want eyes out there. Send out three drones to cover that entire island. Now," Captain Kolanski shouted at his men on the bridge, his security team still in the process of grabbing, or putting down any aliens they could find.
To his chagrin, his ship was full of them, and more than a few had tried to do some serious damage before they were neutralized. Fortunately, nothing that couldn't be fixed.
"We've got two drones airborne," a man told him from the radar station.
"Only two," Ian demanded.
"We're still repairing the sabotage that fake did," one of the men near the com-station told him.
"All right. Launch the others as soon as possible. Meanwhile, do a search grid over the island, but send one drone directly to that smoke first thing."
Ten, tense minutes later, the men on the bridge gaped as they stared at the swarm of men in black uniforms, and alien armor trying to swarm two, lone women that were more than familiar to the men who had seen them both in action in the past.
"Where the hell did those things come from," his new X-O exclaimed as they stared at the monitors.
"Doesn't matter. Davis was right. We're at war," Kolanski spat. "Tell Captain Barlow to get that flattop of his up here, and into position. I want those F-22's strafing that place inside five minutes! And get a few platoons ready to go. We have to back those women up."
"Drone's down! Someone shot it down," his men reported even as the monitors went blank.
"Bring the other around. I want eyes down there. And get those birds in the air now!"
"Captain, we have incoming from starboard," the sailor at the radar post reported. "Five….seven…. No, nine targets. All moving fast."
"Identification," Captain Kolanski demanded.
"We've got no transponders. No communications. Sir, their configuration isn't even…. I think they're aliens," the radar man hissed even as those airships sped over the fleet, two of the breaking off to attack the fleet.
"Target those bastards," Ian shouted as his ship rocked under the sudden barrage of whatever was fired at them, "And bring them down!"
"Guns, guns," someone was shouting as klaxons went off, and the ship lurched ominously to one side.
"Here they come again," someone yelled as Ian just stared out the ports, and suddenly saw a cerulean flash cut across the sky, and one of the alien ships splashed down in pieces not far away.
"Who is that," the captain demanded as a long, sweep-winged craft roared over his ship as it banked hard, and turned and rolled away as it pursued the other attacker.
"No idea, sir," the radar man told him grimly. "He doesn't even show on radar, abut….. It looks like one of Middleton's rockets we always see launching out of the mountains."
"The other bogy is running. Where are our birds?"
"The Kennedy is reporting they're launching now," the communications officer told him. "They are following the aggressor over the island."
"Take out their birds, and then support the ground forces," Ian told him to relay.
"Ground forces," the man frowned.
Ian grinned. "Looks like our side is rallying," he pointed at the monitor that proved the other drone had reached the battlefield. Along with a group of people that apparently just appeared on the island out of nowhere. Captain Ian Kolanski didn't even bother asking how.
It was that kind of world.
"Good…God," someone exclaimed as they watched the alien tank being torn apart by two men. One known, one not. "I didn't know people could do that," the sailor behind Ian exclaimed, even as he was wondering how those people had even got there.
"Be glad they can. Where are those Marines?"
"Two platoons are about to launch now, sir," Ian was told. "We have a leak in the engine room, but it's contained. We're still in this."
"Good. Order the fleet to surround that island. Be mindful of the ice, and the reefs, but nothing….absolutely nothing gets off that island that we don't vet."
"Sir, the Marines are launching now."
"Is Dunstan leading them?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. Tell him to go in hot, and take no chances. This is a hostile incursion."
KP
"Is that Dr. Possible," Yori paused to look at the sleek, ivory rocket that suddenly blew over the island, skimming the air just over their heads even as it climbed back into the sky, spinning to evade two alien ships chasing it.
"Hai," Hiro looked up, even as he turned, slashing out with twin swords that decapitated one man, while impaling a second. "It seems that Possible-San is not the only one possessing courage in her clan."
The rocket roared with man-made thunder as it banked hard, and blue lasers fired again, slicing one of its pursuers into multiple pieces that exploded even as they fell. The rocket continued to go up in a vertical climb, firing missiles now, but even as the other alien ship followed, the flying man smashed into it, and tore it apart.
The rocket turned back, and came down right over the fighting, and began firing its lasers at anything that looked hostile.
As the rocket hovered over the battlefield, supporting those men and women on the ground, the armed Marines surged up from the rear, and pushed through, encouraging the civilians that readily accepted the sergeant-major's orders as the burly man barked orders, and set up a skirmish line he was using to push the enemy right back to the open pits where they had originated.
All around them, the once pristine snow was now slush, or simply bloody mud.
"Hego? Right," the Marine shouted. "Send some of your men to flank that side. My men will hold the line, and the rest of your people will flank the far side. We'll push them all back inside, and then blow the facility!"
"Kim Possible, and my sister are still inside," Hego told the man. "They went after the reactor they think may be used to….."
"I have my orders," the man growled back. "We are shutting this place down. Now, help, or get out of the way."
"Not until the women get out," Hego told him.
The Marine glowered, but Hego, fists all but bathed in blood, didn't bat an eye as he stood there, the fighting around them pushed further away as the men carried out their orders even as the civilians continued to fight.
"Hego," Yori cut in just then. "I will go and tell them what is happening. If we are not out in….twenty minutes, do what you must," the young, Japanese girl told the Marine.
The man eyed her, and then spat, "There is no way I'm letting another female…."
The female was gone. All but vanishing from before his eyes.
"That's one of Stoppable's people," Hego said. "He's in there, too, so we're following her orders. We hold off for twenty minutes, and give them time to make sure they shut down this place from the inside."
"You trust that little girl…."
"Down," a slender, blonde girl howled, knocked the sergeant-major off his feet, using him as a springboard to jump over Hego's head, and slam heavy boots into the jaw of a very large canine creature that had just appeared.
Behind Hego, over a score of those creatures were coming up out of the ground now, and the hero gaped as the snarling, doglike beasts ran right at them, showing no fear of the armed men.
"Who the hell was that," the soldier demanded as the wild-eyed blonde ran off cackling after used a fire ax she had found somewhere to chop off a second's head, shouting, "Puddin', puddin', who wants puddin?"
"Right now, an ally," Hego declared.
"Hego," a heavily accented voice called out. "Just the man I was looking for," the pale-skinned villainess who had been the bane of Team GO for years declared.
"Electronique. I hope you aren't picking now for…."
He paused as the Marine unleashed a burst of automatic fire when the alien hounds rushed at them now, having come close enough to see the two men as targets since they weren't moving just then. He grabbed an animal himself, barely evading the jaws, and flung it back with enough force to drive several more back, and break quite a few bones doing it.
"No, no, no, zilly boy. I need your help. My generator iz damaged, and if you can bend zhe capacitor back into plaze, I can help you create a line that vill not be crozzed. Zis iz what you wish, yez?"
"What do you need," Hego demanded.
"Zhere," she pointed at a piece of equipment the size of a backpack. "Zhoze meanies took it from me, and vill not let me have it back!" She thrust out her lip petulantly, adding, "Und, ov course, zhey broke it."
"Do what you can, man. We need any advantage we can get if those things are just the next wave," the Marine shouted, his men trying to hold a line he was trying to form to press the invaders back.
Hego nodded, shouting, "Just give us those twenty minutes," and then turned to Electronique. "Follow me," he told her, and jumped impossibly high to come back down in the middle of the group of invaders trying to hammer the obviously dangerous device Electornique had been cobbling together on the battlefield to rubble.
"That's enough of that, boys," the blue hero growled as he slammed into the ground, knocking more than a few from their feet before he waded into them, and knocked them aside. He looked around, saw the small, electrical genius running toward him, violet sparks flashing from her hands every time someone got too close to her.
"Zhere," she pointed, "Bend zhe flange back to meet the primary capacitor, and then pull zhe vent back into place zhere," she indicated.
"Now what," he asked the woman that looked must a bit more manic than usual since she had been zapped with the device that had turned her into a penitent, and model prisoner. That did not keep someone from locking her up with him, and quite a few others the authorities had inexplicably been rounding up over the past few years.
Now he knew why, and he wished he had known the truth before he had been duped into delivering himself into their custody.
"Now?" The woman chortled, and pulled the device onto her chest after adjusting two straps. She then plugged her usual gauntlets into the lines that dangled from the top, and told him, "Now, you ztand back."
Hego, wise to her ways, did as she said.
Just before a blinding, blue burst of lightning crackled out across the battlefield, charring its way through anyone, and anything in her way as she flung out her hands.
"Now, Hego," she grinned just a bit manically. "Ve push!"
"Ja," a squat, burly man howled. "Now, ve push, and push zome more," he cackled madly, firing the rail guns he held, ignoring the recoil as he fired the small, mini-missiles in tandem with his shots, cutting a deadly swath across the area before him. "I, Professor Dementor...shall not be denied his due," he laughed madly, still charging back and forth across the battlefield.
"Form up," the sergeant-major shouted. "Woman, use that thing to shove them right back down that hole! Corporal Trent. I want that other side closed permanently. Blow it, and blow it now. Hego, get those flanks held," he ordered, saying no more about shelling the site.
"On it," he nodded, and ran to gather his own group to ensure the enemy weren't just routed to another escape point that might let get off the island.
Overhead, the Possible rocket, and the flying man kept any newcomers from attacking them even as F-22's finally joined the fight, strafing the ground where only enemies were massed, or keeping the skies clear when new fighters might show.
Electronique's newly charged gauntlets now cut a deadly swath before her, forcing even the manic invaders back despite their attempts to charge.
With the first wave of alien canines falling back, or cut down, they were now falling back, and someone was obviously trying to push the disabled tank out of the way as they heard metal on metal, and heavy thuds from below.
"Let's keep that passage blocked. Someone drop that hatch on one side. It'll pin the tank, and keep them from pushing the tank out," Hego ordered as he used his raw might to keep the invaders from escaping around him.
"On it," Wego shouted as dozens of replicates raced forward after snatching several mines from a wounded Marine who had tried in vain to get that far.
"Just one side," Hego heard the wounded man shout.
"Wego, use some of your replicates, and start clearing our wounded."
"On it," echoed another dozen red-garbed teens raced in the opposite direction. "Just keep the baddies off our backs," he demanded as two of them paused to pick up the Marine who was trying to keep pressure on his own wound.
"There's a med station set up on the beach by our landing craft," the sergeant-major told the teen hero. "Just get them there, and they'll be fine."
"No problem, Sarge," another copy of the young man tossed off a careless salute as he loped past.
Sergeant-Major Dunstan glowered, but he had to admit that the civilians obviously got things done. A shame they weren't wearing another uniform. The nation could use men like that.
KP
Yori caught up to Ron who was literally carving his way through a huge chamber filled with obvious Inversers, and not one human to be seen.
"Have they already opened the gate," the young woman asked fretfully when she joined him, fighting her way through the mass to reach him, and aid him.
"I don't think so. If Wade and the twins were right about that first crossing, at least several thousand came through that first time. I get the feeling they're all right here just now, getting ready for their buddies. But if we don't find that reactor, and shut it down…."
"Where is Possible-San? And Shego?"
"They've been here," he said needlessly as he fought off another attack, and she saw that one of the doors to their right was virtually torn off the track with melted groves in one side as if superheated fingers had gone right through it. "But whatever they're doing, it isn't slowing these guys down," he complained. "They seem very intent on us not reaching that room, though."
"Then, it shall be my honor to see we do," she said, and squatted down, and leapt up, and over Ron, and landed with bladed fans flashing as she became a blur of motion.
"Yori," he gasped, and almost cried out in fear when she seemed to go down under a mass of those faceless monsters.
He should have known better.
She reappeared to the right, ducking and weaving through the bodies even as she cut and sliced at anyone too close to her, and it only then showed him what she was doing. Her attack had drawn a group of the massed bodies to one side after her, leaving an almost clear path toward that open door so warped it could not be closed again.
"Let's go," he shouted, and shoved forward again through the space, and used the momentum to reach the door, and get through it. Yori was close behind, and protected his back as they pushed into the next chamber, and found yet another warped door at the end of the smaller room that had been forced open.
"They appear to know where they are going," Yori noted as they paused, noting that the next corridor didn't anyone in it.
Ron nodded, eyeing the wall, and the floor.
"Use the overhead struts," he told her, leaping up to catch onto one of the hanging steel beams that supported the ceiling overhead.
Even as Yori followed, a single kunai blade fell from her tunic, and clattered on the floor. Even as it did, the entire floor folded down, and rolled over like a massive, flat steamroller. It fell back into place with a loud whomp, and Ron reached the far end, and leapt down through the door there, and glanced back.
"Well, now we know why there was no one there," he said as Yori joined him.
"Hai," she said, still staring back at the innocent looking floor.
"This way," Ron called needlessly as they raced down the next corridor, spotting scorched claw marks, and plasma burns on the walls ahead.
"I think they are marking their path."
"Yes, we may need it to find out way out," he realized as he noted how much like a maze this place seemed to be."
"About that," Yori remarked, glancing at her watch as she recalled just why she had followed him into the stronghold.
KP
Shego led the way as Kim used her Kimmunicator as a GPS map, tracking the high energy output of the obviously online reactor.
They had to fight their way through most of the upper levels, but once they got to the elevators, and dropped down one of the open shafts, it seemed that they had left most of the guards, and defenses behind.
"This way," she called when Shego paused at another intersection that turned to sloping corridor.
"Think it's another trap?"
Kim snorted.
"What hasn't been a trap in this dump," she asked the green-skinned woman in a grim tone as she studied the grid on her Kimmunicator.
"Point taken," Shego sighed, and launched a plasma ball into the middle of the corridor before them.
Unlike one of the floors, it didn't fold over, open up, and or react in other way.
"Try this," she said, and flung a now empty pistol with no ammo left off one wall, and let it clatter down the hall.
The moment it hit the wall, the panel exploded, and long, barbed spikes slammed into the opposite wall.
"Note to self," Shego grimaced. "Do not touch the walls."
"Goes without saying," Kim nodded, and they loped swiftly down the hall, careful about what they touched. And where.
"Tell me we're getting close," Shego finally demanded after three more turns.
"If I'm not too far off, we should be just a few hundred yards away from the reactor. In short, the next room," she pointed.
"You still have explosives left?"
"Don't need them. I think I can override the cooling system, and start a chain reaction. It'll blow, and take everything down here with it. With any explosives I might have left by the time we get there, I think we can make a sizeable hole in this place," Kim grinned.
"Hopefully while giving us time to escape," Shego asked.
"That's the plan," Kim assured her.
"So, you do have a plan," Shego remarked a bit sardonically. "This time."
"Hey, I usually have a plan. They just don't always survive…..some sitches," she sighed, and approached the door.
"Well, let's get it over with, then," Shego said, and slammed into the smaller, thinner door.
"Whoa," Kim gaped, staring at the smaller chamber that was filled with computer equipment.
In the center of the chamber were four, curved beams that bent down toward a large pad that was made to absorb energy outflow. Behind it was a small, glowing box that she knew was the cold-fusion reactor. And it was powered up, and running at high capacity.
"Someone threw the switch," Kim realized, noting there was no one around, but the reactor was starting to whine louder and louder as those four beams began to spark as they created a circuit in the center of the pad. "Looks like Plan B."
"Which is?"
Kim spun around to see Ron and Yori.
"The usual," he was told. "We blow the reactor, set off a chain-reaction, and run like hell," the redhead told him.
"No time. We have less than three minutes before the navy bombards this entire site," Ron told her as he and Yori ran in behind them. "We're about to be hit any minute."
Kim stared, and eyed Shego.
"No choice. Get ready to run," she said, and pulled out the last two mini-mines she had left even as something started to form on the pad.
"Okay, that is just serious disgusting," Shego spat as a massive arachnid appeared on the pad, its massive mandibles working as it turned to regard the prey before it as it was already solidifying.
"Go," Kim shouted, arming the mines, and throwing them toward the reactor. She was already running even as she threw the explosives.
To Be Continued…