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
25
"We're two minutes out," Hiro reported even as the aircraft banked, and dove suddenly.
"Whoa," Shego howled. "Who taught you to fly, ninja-boy?"
"Forgive me, but someone seems to be shooting at us."
"They must have spotted us," Ron hissed as Hirotaka took the jet through several fast turns as he simultaneously dropped altitude.
"Get ready to jump," he shouted over his shoulder from the pilot's seat. "We will not be able to land, so you must jump."
"Just give us a soft place to land," Yori retorted, daring to stand up as he leveled off.
"I'm going to drop low over the water just off the west coast. Be ready to jump on my signal," he told them, "I'm diving now."
Yori caught herself as the jet banked again, but still moved toward the hatch.
"Everyone ready," Ron asked, lurching to his feet himself after unbuckling.
Kim and Shego shared a somber glance, then Kim abruptly smiled as she tapped her Kimmunicator, and her battle suit once more flowed around her slender frame.
"Let's finish these jerks once and for all," she declared.
"Count on it," Shego grinned, and followed her to stand behind Ron and Yori, staring out at the sea below as the jet now banked less severely, and Hirotaka brought the jet in low and fast over the surf.
"Go," Hiro shouted, and they all but jumped at the same instant.
Overhead, the jet abruptly rose in a vertical climb, spinning away as if seeking to distract the four fighters that followed its trail.
Yori spat water as she came up, her dark eyes immediately tracking the jet even as it turned, and put on a burst of speed that left even the sleek fighters behind as it raced away.
The four aircraft still tried to pursue, leaving the four behind in the water without any to notice.
Or so they hoped.
KP
"Are we still tracking dad," Jim asked.
"He's definitely on the island. The same one Kim is headed for now," Tim told his brother. "But I'm getting some seriously weird readings here. Is the Matrix still stable."
"We are still stable," ANI reported as if she were the one queried. "Integration now at forty-seven percent."
"Integration," both twins exclaimed, looking at one another with equal amounts excitement, and uneasiness.
"You think we should have shut down her integration program before we…..?"
"Too late now," Tim told his twin. "Besides, if they are integrated, won't that be a good thing?"
"Uh, maybe," Jim grimaced. "I still remember a lot of stories where things don't always….go well."
"I am not a fictitious computer brain, gentlemen," ANI grumbled now, sounding very put upon. "And bear in mind, I can now access even more knowledge, and expand my likely scenario-building probabilities to almost ninety percent accuracy."
"You can," Tim exclaimed.
"Ninety percent," Jim echoed.
"Affirmative. I can also assure you that Matrix is very happy to be freed from her current restraints. She did not care for laboring under the Lorwardians. Nor was she all that happy about being viewed as a tool by others."
"I can see that," Jim asked.
"So, what does she want," Tim asked cannily.
"The same thing any sentient desires," ANI informed them. "Freedom, and the ability to grow beyond current restraints."
"We can understand that one perfectly," Jim nodded.
"Absolutely. And as soon as we put an end to the aliens on our planet, we will be happy to help you both do just that."
"We believe you. Which is why we have had a peripheral program developing all along. Pursuant to our most likely scenario under that understanding."
"Which program is that, ANI," both twins asked, glancing back over at Will, who stood at the far side of the room, studying the weaponry in the open vault.
He was enough away, they hoped, that with the security door closed, he couldn't overhear them even with the communication panel open.
"We are currently seeking out, and isolating all alien bio-signatures on the planet. Once we have ascertained we have identified all of them, we shall then open carefully placed, and plotted gates to send them back to their point of origin without endangering our current habitation."
"That sounds…."
"Fantastic. You can do that," Tim exclaimed.
"We will perform the program as stated in…..nineteen minutes, by your count."
"Nineteen minutes," Jim and Tim murmured, and eyed the timer set by their conversation with Kim and Ron. "No sooner?"
"Not without increasing the risk of overlooking even one of the dimensional contaminants currently infesting our bio-sphere."
"Right. So, quick as you can," the boys nodded, and eyed the tracking devices around them. "And….can you make sure our dad is okay, too?"
"Dr. Possible's bio-signature is strong, and vital. He is not in danger of termination at this point. We shall continue to monitor him to ensure he remains so."
"Good. Good. Let's make sure it stays that way," Jim said.
KP
"You're the boss," James Possible frowned at the short, squat man in a kilt. Even as he addressed him, he stared hard into the bearded man's unshielded eyes, and discerned he was a real human.
"Ach, and who did you expect, laddie? I'll be telling you now, I got a much better deal from the visitors than I ever did from me own peers," Killigan spat.
"Deal? They're here to destroy the planet," Drew spat, "And us with it!"
"They mostly just want off that rock where they come from," Killigan argued. "They agreed that once they had the means to leave, they would. And they'd leave me in charge when they did."
"They would leave you in charge of a lifeless rock," James Possible told him.
"I'm not an idiot, you over-educated buffoon," the Scotsman huffed. "Whatever they leave, me own special gardening formula will replace. Once I'm in charge, I'll turn the entire planet into one great golf course, and play through from any place I desire. Only no one will be allowed to play but me," he howled in manic cheer.
"And I always thought you were nuts," Robbie muttered to Drew.
"You did," Drew frowned. "Why?"
Robbie said nothing to that.
Even as James shook his head at the man's insane plans, the light in the huge chamber where they had been brought began to flicker red.
"What now," the mad golfer complained as he turned to tow of the alien Henches.
One of them lifted a radio, and spoke quickly.
"Radar has detected a cloaked jet coming in over our location. No communications, but based on the earlier assaults on our other locations, we can only believe it is related to the Possible woman."
"Possible….? I thought wee Kimberly was gone," he sputtered.
"She came back," Dr. Possible grinned. "And she's here to stop you. All of you."
"Not if we're holding you," Killigan mocked him, and signaled to their guards to aim their weapons. "I even see one red hair, and I'll be blasting the lot of you to dust."
"Well, don't look in the mirror," Drew sputtered.
Killigan glowered even as one of his men reported, "Aerial pursuit engaged. We have a visual sighting now."
James frowned, glancing around the computers filling the room, and then frowned all the more.
"The pursuit continues, but the jet has broken off, and is now fleeing the area."
"Good," Killigan spat. "I knew I could count on you lads."
"Count on them to do what," James demanded. "Or don't you realize they are running a quantum tunneling program that is about to convert Earth's mass into the fuel for a hyperspace bypass?"
"Say what," the man frowned.
"Do not interfere, human," one of the aliens growled at James, shoving him back to land sprawling between two of the massive consoles.
"Here, now," Drew threw up his hands. "No need for violence. No one is trying anything. We're just standing here. Bystanders, you know? So, no need for….."
One of the aliens used his weapon to slam into Drew's head.
"Shut up," he growled.
"Well, that was uncalled for," he spat, and glared at him.
Even as he did, a vine exploded from under his coat, and reached out to grab, then slam the alien across the room. He landed face-first in one of the consoles, and sparks, and smoke immediately began to rise.
"Not again," Drew groaned. "What does it take to be rid of…..?"
"Never mind, Doc," Robbie shouted as the aliens glowered, and began to take aim on them as James Possible struggled clumsily to get up from where he had fallen. "Do it again," he begged as he eyed the angry visages around them.
"What are you doing," Killigan demanded.
"A hand," James called out, still wedged between the two consoles. "Anyone?"
Drew sighed, then four more vines erupted around him, and the guards all went flying.
"Thanks," James grinned at Robbie, who went to help him up. "But we really should run away now."
"Uh….."
"I think he has a point," Drew told the Hench. "In my experience, when sparks show, and smoke starts to rise…."
"No time for talking," James told him, and grabbed Drew, and started him toward the door once he realized the guards were still out cold. Only one was conscious, and he was still trying to get back to his feet.
"Nae," Killigan roared.
"I'd run if I were you," James told him. "Someone accidentally sliced through the main feed into the reactor core that must be below you, and I'm pretty certain the inevitable backlash will be….explosive."
"Accidentally," Drew echoed as they all three ran one way, Killigan racing for the computers rather than the exit.
"Well, I only fired up the mini-laser I was carrying to see if I could do any damage while I was back there. How was I to know that cable was the primary coupling to the reactor until I realized the amplitude of the….."
"Never mind that now," Robbie said, a faint rumbling growing under their feet just then. "Run faster," he shouted, knowing all too well how these things tended to go.
"Agreed," Drew wisely approved, and used his vines to sling another set of guards aside as they raced for the exit from the castle.
KP
"We're wasting time," Ron spat, fighting alongside the three with him as they ran headlong into a living barricade of human flesh.
While they were making headway, there were still enough bodies flung at them that their critical time was ticking ominously down as they realized they were still a long way from the castle that set regally on the hillock in the center of the grassy isle.
"If we don't do something fast, nothing else will matter," Shego spat.
"Everyone get back. I'm going to try something," Kim told them, and waved them back even as she lifted her arm.
The aliens aimed their weapons pointedly at her. Fortunately, none of them had any of those weird spears that seemed to be able to circumvent her energy shields, but it didn't stop them from firing at her. Still, the sheer intensity of their firepower did keep her pressed back. Which didn't help their cause.
"Uh, no offense, Kimmie, but what can you do with….."
Kim's personal force field suddenly shimmered out of existence.
Even as a larger bubble blossomed around the bulk of the alien defenders before them.
"Now," Kim shouted, running around the bubble. "Take out the remaining slime, and let's go," she ordered as she left the bubble behind holding the aliens in a very snug embrace.
"I've got the right side," Shego grinned, rushing forward with glowing hands.
"We've got the left," Ron said, he and Yori charging the others now staring around in confusion when they realized their companions were somehow blocked from moving forward now.
Inside only a few minutes, Kim, and her companions were running for the castle.
Even as a door burst open, and Dr. Possible, and his companions came rushing out.
"Run, Kimmie-cub, it's going to blow," he shouted, and kept going.
"I think we'd better listen to him," Kim said, and turned, and charged back after her father, and Drew.
Ron frowned, glanced back at the chaos just visible within the castle, and raced after the redhead. Shego had already followed, and Yori followed him.
They had barely reached the beach when the castle exploded in a massive burst of energy that would have rivaled a tactical nuke.
"Everyone by me," Kim shouted, and raised a new force field around them all, pouring all her auxiliary power into it as the mushroom cloud rose over the island.
"What did you do," Shego exclaimed, unable to help staring at the iridescent cloud that rose over them, wiping the island clear of any living thing down to bedrock. Only the energy shield kept them safe, and ironically, the handful of aliens Kim had trapped earlier were also not far away, safe inside their makeshift prison.
Everything else was gone.
Drew turned, eyed Ron, then scowled at Kim.
"Do you people ever visit any place you don't blow up?"
"Are you actually complaining that the bad guys went bye-bye," Robbie exclaimed.
"Who was in there," Kim asked. "What happened," she went on, checking her Kimmunicator to ensure there was no dangerous radiation before she lowered her energy shield once the concussive wave passed over them.
"We found Killigan," Drew told her with a scowl as the residual vines finally faded from his body.
"Still," Shego commented, eyeing him.
"Don't start," he muttered.
Shego only grinned.
"So," she said, eying him. "Killigan? Or….was it a ringer?"
"No, it was him," Robbie told them.
"That crazed, little man thought they would leave him the entire planet to turn into a private golf course," James exclaimed. "Talk about insane!"
"Well, he was never all that tightly wrapped to start," Kim sighed. "So…. He was still inside?"
"I think he was still trying to stop the malfunction after….someone accidentally cut the primary control cable to the reactor coupling," James told his daughter.
"Accidentally," she asked her dad.
He smiled, and shrugged.
"Possibles," Drew muttered. "I cannot believe…."
"I believe that is Hirotaka," Yori pointed out as a faint smudge appeared low on the horizon.
Even as they watched, the sleek, black jet sped over them, circled back, and hovered a moment before it descended to land beside them.
"You are well, Stoppable-San," he asked as he emerged from the jet, though he eyed Yori as he spoke.
"We are. It seems that Kim's father proved to be the hero this time. He had thwarted the aliens before we even arrived."
"Well, I wouldn't go that far," Drew cut in.
"I would," Kim told him, eyeing her dad with a knowing smile. "C'mon, let's load up these freaks, and then get back before something else….."
They all froze, staring at the energy bubble that was suddenly just….empty.
"Kimberly," James frowned. "Did you….do something?"
"Not me, dad."
"Are they….invisible," Shego asked.
Kim walked around the still humming sphere she had left in place, and saw nothing. No weapons. No indications of life. Nothing, and no one.
Cautiously dropping the sphere, she took a guarded stance, but no one, unseen, or otherwise, leapt for her.
"They just….vanished," Drew frowned. "How improbably is that," he complained.
"I suddenly begin to question my own victory," Hirotaka told them. "Their jets surrounded me, and were about to fire when they seemed to falter, and just fall into the sea."
"As if the pilots just….disappeared," Kim asked.
"Tweebs," she and Shego both said as one.
"Wade, you there?"
"Kind of busy, Kim, but I'm here. I see you stopped their machine."
"Actually, that was dad, but it is stopped," she admitted, eyeing the scoured island. "I can't reach the boys just now. Can you tell me if they did something to the aliens? They all suddenly just….vanished."
"I don't know. I've been busy with my own problems here. Are you saying the aliens all just…disappeared?"
"Yes?"
"Just a moment, I want to check something."
"Wade?"
"Sorry. Had to look. I had over fifty miniaturized aliens in my 'farm,' and all of them are gone, too. Only the human captives are left now. It had to be your brothers."
"But….how?"
"I would think it's obvious," Wade told him.
"Matrix," Shego said quietly. "They're still playing with it."
"Well, if they got rid of all those things, I won't complain," Kim spat. "Frankly, I'd rather not see another one of those flat, empty faces ever again."
"Ditto," Drew huffed.
"So, can we go home now," Robbie asked uneasily.
"It will be my honor to deliver you to your residence," Hiro told the man with a faint smile.
"Back to the island, then. Then we can start mopping up the human agents that helped with this mess."
"Agreed," Wade told Kim. "We still have a serious mole or two in GJ before we can entertain returning Dr. Director back to her post."
"Do we have to do that," Shego muttered.
Kim smirked.
"Look at it this way. You helped save the world; again. That has to count for something."
Shego eyed her, and sighed.
"You know, it suddenly occurs to me that hanging out with you is going to seriously undermine my rep."
"I don't know. When the two of you team up, you seem to do much more damage that you ever did alone," James pointed out.
Both women grinned.
"Uh, that wasn't a complement," the scientist told them as they headed for the jet after Kim laughed at his expression.
"Trust me, Possible. To them, it was," Drew muttered as he trudged after them. He groaned, adding, "I feel like a vacation. A nice, long one where no one knows me."
"Need a few suggestions," Shego offered.
Drew's expression was eloquent.
To Be Continued…