I do NOT own Kim Possible

Time: One week after previous chapter.

Waking Up,... The Mobile,... Sara Baring,... Baby Talk

He woke earlier than usual. The nightmare he'd been having was worse than the one of the Monkey Gang that had once haunted his dreams. Much worse. Now when he slept it wasn't uncommon for him to dream about that gym. Entering to see Shego not with just a broken neck, but tortured to the brink of death, with no time to stop the girl from delivering the final blow. Behind her he saw Kim, not struggling for life, but already butchered with hundreds of slash marks covering her body. Her throat a gaping wound. Melissa's body was to one side, similarly slaughtered. The floor was red with blood and he awoke with Shego's dead eyes gazing lifelessly into his own.

He pushed the nightmare to one side and thought of Melissa. He owed her. They all did. Global Justice agents rarely faced death. The villains they faced weren't killers. Not usually. She must have believed she would die, yet had decided to act. That she was alive was only due to luck. If he had been a second slower, she would have died. A few more seconds and the girl would have been back to Kim, who would have then died too. He had no way of knowing if Jenny would have finished killing Shego or not.

He thought of the girl, Jenny. He'd seen her eyes for only a split second. It had been like looking into the depths of hell. Such misery, such sorrow. He had nearly struck to kill. He wasn't entirely sure why he hadn't. The girl would have wanted it. From speaking with Kim later he knew that impression was right.

He shuddered and slid down to watch Shego sleep. The bright side to the nightmare was that he got to spent more time watching her like this. Sleeping peacefully. It drove the nightmare from his mind. He reached out and stroked her face, moving a strand of hair out of the way. He rested his head back on the pillow and watched, smiling. Soon nothing of that day remained in his mind. He listened to her breathe. With his hearing enhanced by both comet powers and Tai Shing Pek Kwar he could hear the beating of her heart. It was hypnotic. Slow, steady, strong. For a short time nothing existed in his universe other than her. Peacefully sleeping. It was enough.

She awoke to find him watching her. A smile on his face. She smiled back and reached for him. It was a wonderful way to wake up.

She shivered and coughed. She might die even if no one found her. The something inside her was afraid. That was good. It meant it knew it could die. That she could die. For so long she'd believed she would never die. Couldn't die. That she was so strong and fast that nothing could ever stop her. She knew different now. There was the woman who had once been like her. Kim Possible. Then there was the woman whose skin was slightly green. Not as fast as her, but just as strong. And the man with the blonde hair. He was strong and fast too. She smiled. Soon the something would demand food. So she would hunt rats. But the something inside was too frightened to make her torture the animals first. All she had to do was think hard of those three and it cowered in fear. For the first time in her life she enjoyed fear.

She wondered what her sister was doing. If she was still alive after what had been done to her. She had never went back to that town, or even to that state. Her sister had loved to draw and paint. She had made sure she never would ever again. The sister who had always stood beside her, even after others found out she was a monster. Who had never abandoned her. That sister would never hold a painting brush in her hand again.

Another cough racked her body, and she slumped down on the floor. She slid into unconsciousness and dreamed of her sister. Not the nightmares the something forced upon her. She was six and her sister was playing with her. A silly game that she loved. She always won. Of course the reason for that was now obvious. Her sister let her win.

"We don't have anything like that in the house." The woman told Melissa and Shego.

"Are you sure?" Melissa asked.

"Yes." The woman firmly stated. It was obvious the questions were bothering her.

"Are you sure?" Shego asked. Her left eye was twitching, she felt the desire to just say the heck with it and level the house in front of her.

"Yes! I'm sure!" The woman's voice was sharp. Her patience with the two obviously near an end..

Shego tried to force down the growl that she nearly made at the response. If she'd just stood aside and let Drakken take over the world she wouldn't be here right now trying to reason with this woman.

Melissa looked behind her at the glaring eyes of the former supervillainess and swallowed. This wasn't going well. Their scanners said there was a Diablo in the house. The woman who had answered the door claimed there wasn't. Her boss wasn't taking the dispute well. She turned back to the woman. "You know the paint on them contains lead? They're a health hazard."

"Don't be silly. How could paint hurt anyone?" The woman seemed confused.

"It can cause brain damage." Melissa told her.

"That's silly." The woman sighed. Obviously annoyed at such a silly suggestion. "Now if you don't mind I..."

"It's also a choking hazard." Melissa interrupted.

"That's even stupider than the paint argument." The woman replied. She went to close the door.

Shego grabbed the closing door. "Would you believe it's a burn hazard then!" She screamed. She lit a fist and shoved it at the woman's face.

The woman screamed and tried to run.

Shego forced control over herself and extinguished her fist. She grabbed the woman and pushed her in Melissa's direction. "Keep her here for a second." She ordered. She marched up the stairs to the second floor where the scanners told her the Diablo was.

"Don't you hurt my baby!" She heard the woman screeching behind her.

She marched and into a room and stared in disbelief at what she saw. A handmade mobile hanging above a crib. The mobile contained not one, but seven Diablos. In the crib a small child was reaching up and playing with one of them. Shego felt like screaming. Told the Diablos contained lead the woman had still insisted on letting her child play with them. Told it was a choking hazard and ... She had had enough. She screamed and turned around. Careful that the child wasn't in the line of fire she let the plasma flow around her and blew a hole in the roof.

She swallowed and forced the plasma under control. It faded. She grabbed the mobile and walked out of the room. On the way down the stairs she saw both Melissa and the woman were rushing up the stairs. "You got a hole in your roof." She told the woman as she marched past her.

Melissa stared at the hole in the ceiling and then turned to follow her boss after peeping into the room where the woman was now cradling a small child.

"Definitely not within regulations." She told Shego after she'd caught up with her.

"That's seven more for the day." Responded the still fuming former supervillainess. She handed the mobile to Melissa. "Not bad. A total of eight so far. Not bad at all."

"I'm going to have to report this."

"I know." Shego replied. Even for her the hole in the roof had been pretty extreme. Way overboard. Normally, in such a situation, she just grabbed the Diablo and left. Still against regulations, but nothing too excessive.

"I hate doing it." Melissa told her boss.

Shego turned to look at the woman. Since the incident at the gym she'd been treating her like a china doll. As though even a loud sound would break her. "I know. But the way I see it it's the only way to get some of the Diablos. As for the hole... Well..." She shrugged. "I guess I saw the baby there and while Dr. D made pretty sure the Diablo's were nonlethal he tends to make mistakes. A stray signal and who knows what would have happened. They might not even have recognized the baby as a person, with him being so small, and grown to full size on top of him. It would have crushed him. That's just the sort of mistake Dr. D would make."

"Oh." Melissa cringed at the thought of the child being crushed like that.

"As for reporting me. What are they going to do? We got the best retrieval rate in the world for those things. Not to mention I'm their number one person for handling them when they're activated."

"True." Melissa admitted. Global Justice couldn't afford to fire her boss.

They walked, looking at the scanner they had. There was a cold wind blowing and it looked like it would rain.

"Hate this weather." Melissa muttered.

"Wonder if that woman will even bother taking that kid out of that room." Shego wondered out loud.

"I'm sure she will."

"Maybe." Shego wasn't so sure. She really regretted putting that hole in the roof now.

"At least this time I can put 'remorseful' in the report." Melissa told her. "It'll be a first."

"Better not." Shego warned. "Global Justice might decide you're a good influence on me and stick you with me for life."

"What a nightmare that would be." Melissa joked.

Shego grinned. Her communicator beeped and she pulled it out. The display on it indicated it was Wade calling. "Hi Wade." She answered.

"Another one of the girls was just spotted." He reported.

"Where? Who?" She demanded as she pressed the hovercraft key to call it to her.

"At nineteenth Albright street. They gave her direction and it runs right by a bio-tech research facility. It has some pretty bad stuff in it."

The hovercraft appeared and she jumped in. Melissa was beside her. She wondered how wise that was. It might be better if she told her to just continue the Diablo search. But she was a Global Justice agent and handling villains was her job. Even the ones that were truly evil. She let the woman remain.

Melissa watched as her boss pulled up a map of Middleton on a display and touched a location. She felt the hovercraft moving. "Is this girl like the one at the gym?"

"Yeah. So you will just stay in here and report whatever happens." Shego told her. "Which one is it Wade?"

"Sara Baring." He answered.

"And what's at the research facility that might draw her attention?"

"You don't want to know."

That's probably true, Shego thought. "You contact Ron yet?" She asked.

"Yeah. He's on his way."

Sara Baring no longer existed. Not really. The demon, as she had once called it, told her what to do and she obeyed. Eat. Drink. Hurt. Her mind had long since broken. She just obeyed the commands. Get this. Get that. To think was to know what she was. A monster. Her mind had shattered years ago. She had given up thinking.

Her movements were swift, precise. The fence in front of her was no problem. She ran and leapt to the branch of a tree. She climbed until she was a few feet above the obstacle. It was simple to jump over it. She landed on the grass. It was softer than the concrete walkway to her left.

The door to the building seemed solid. There were open windows on the second floor. If she had been able to think she would have considered the security system stupid. As it was she didn't really note anything. The demon had told her to enter the building, so that was what she was doing. She ran and jumped. Her fingers managed to reach the ledge of one of the open windows. Then she was inside.

Inside the doors were still solid, but not like the outer door. A few kicks broke the locks on them. She walked through the building. When she saw people she hit them, as the demon instructed. To think was to hear their screams and know she had caused them. She couldn't bear that. So she didn't think.

Find the place with the best security. She followed the order. It didn't require much effort to find. She just followed the path of most resistance. There were more people. Some dressed like guards. She hit those too. Some had weapons, but they were slow. She found a steel door. It was locked. It was simple to take the key from a nearby guard.

Inside the room there were different bottles. Even if she had been thinking she wouldn't have known what they were. But the demon did. It told her which one to take, so she took it. Leave, it instructed. So she left. She retraced her steps, not looking at the people moaning around her. To think was to know she had caused it.

If she had been thinking she would have realized how unhappy the demon was. In her hurry to obey its instructions she only broke bones and slashed the people. Nothing that wouldn't heal. There wasn't enough misery for it. If she had been thinking that would have made her happy. The people would heal. And the demon was unhappy. Two good things. As it was she didn't take note of any of it. She just did as she was told.

Shego saw the girl leave the building, jumping from a second story window. "Handle the situation here." She ordered Melissa. "Make sure medical personnel can get through." She let her partner out and sent the hovercraft after the girl who reminded her of herself when she was that age. Black hair, pale skin, green eyes. The hair was short though, and the skin was scarred. The girl's escape from prison had left its marks.

Evade. The demon ordered. So she ran.

Shego wondered where the Buffoon was. She jumped down in front of the girl and prepared to fight.

Fight. The demon ordered. So she got ready to fight.

Shego watched as Sara ran at her. She looked so ordinary. Even with the scarred skin and the short hair. She couldn't bring herself to kill, but neither could she allow the girl past her. And in fighting someone with her strength and speed she would have to hurt her. She tried to think of the girl as nothing more than a tool of the Lorwardians. She failed. She lifted her hands and threw plasma at the approaching girl.

She evaded the plasma without thinking. Even the surprise of the demon within her didn't register. She struck at her opponent's throat. Plasma surrounded the woman and the hand she had attacked with burned as she reflexively flinched away. She dropped back several meters and studied the woman, analyzing her emotionlessly. To attack through that shield was to die. She waited for further instructions as she evaded more plasma. She'd been ordered to do nothing that got her killed.

Shego flared the plasma around her as the girl attacked. She flinched away from the plasma and retreated. Shego lowered the intensity to a nonlethal level and tried to stun her. Not that she knew how to do that. Nonlethal plasma wasn't enough and if she upped the level too much it might kill. The girl was fast enough to evade any physical attempt to apprehend her.

There were the tranq-grenades, as they were called. But they were restricted from taking those from the base unless they were going to fight one of the girls. Shego hadn't planned on that. She'd just been collecting Diablos. She had come here straight from that. She had no tranq-grenades.

The girl watched the plasma come at her and evaded. She awaited instructions. Run around her. The demon ordered.

Shego watched as Sara tried to run around her. She upped the level of plasma to full and threw balls of it in front of the girl. There were no people around. Here she could do that. She went as close to the girl with it as she dared. The explosions from the plasma hitting the ground tossed the teenager backwards. She kept up the barrage, hoping to stun her.

She waited for more instructions. Running around the woman would get her killed. She'd been ordered not to die. The sound of explosions surrounded her and she dodged as best she could. She was knocked to the ground time and time again. Flee. She was ordered. She got to her feet and leaped away from the woman. She ran.

Shego called the hovercraft to her and gave chase. It was easy to track the girl. The infrared scanners had her pinpointed. She also had no way to stop her. The dot on the monitor showing the girl's location curved and headed back around where they had fought before.

She landed the hovercraft and intercepted the girl again. This time she went full out right from the start. She dared to throw the plasma even closer to her opponent who was being knocked down again and again.

She tried to dodge. Useless. The woman could not be approached to be attacked. She could not run around. She had been instructed to make a circle and get back to the populated area of the city. She couldn't. She was knocked to the ground again. She rolled and tried to get to her feet.

"Keep her from getting to the populated area of the city." The Buffoon's voice came from behind her. "And be careful not to break the vial she stole."

Shego glanced his way. "So just how do we stop her without killing her?" She asked. She lowered the level of plasma a bit. "Or without breaking the vial."

"With these." He held up a case of tranq-grenades. He took one and tossed it at the girl.

She saw something come at her through the chaos surrounding her and reflexively flipped out of the way. Her left arm went numb. Open the vial and throw it at them. She was instructed.

Ron went to throw another grenade when he saw the girl lift her right arm. In it was the vial, open. He dropped the grenade and threw plasma at the vial. Their only hope was to destroy it. He upped the level of plasma and felt his flesh burn.

Shego saw the vial too and that it was open. She knew that wasn't good and focused on the same target. She upped the level of plasma as far as she could. Her flesh burned.

The girl aborted the throw. She had read the stance of the man and woman in front of her. She let go of the vial and fled. She'd been ordered not to die. She was running as only someone like her could when the world around her erupted into fire. She rolled and got to her feet. Run. Flee. She was instructed. She ran. Behind her the world burned.

They kept up the barrage of plasma for over a minute. Then they slacked off.

"I hope we got it." Ron said. He pulled out the Kimmunicator he'd started carrying when Shego and Kim got hurt. He contacted Wade.

"She opened the vial." Ron reported. "Can you tell if anything escaped."

"It will take a while." Wade responded. "Keep the Kimmunicator aimed at where the vial was."

"What was in it anyway?" Shego asked again. She was sure she didn't want to know but her curiosity got the better of her.

"A new strand of head lice." The genius answered.

"Wow. What's the big worry about those?" She wondered. Sure she didn't want any but it wasn't anything fatal.

"Normal methods of getting rid of them won't work." Wade explained. "They can get deep within the skin where hair grows. When they do they cause major pain. On a scale of one to ten it's at least an eight." The genius shuddered and continued. "Nonlethal, but very painful. Trust me, you don't want any of them on you. And treatment takes six weeks."

"Oh." She wondered just where the lice had come from but left the question unasked.

"Anyway. It's all clear. Normal methods might not get rid of them but plasma like that will kill anything."

Shego gulped. The girl was nowhere in sight. She hoped she hadn't just become a killer. "Any sign of Sara in there?" She asked.

"No. She lost some skin but you didn't kill her." The genius reassured her.

She sighed in relief.

"Since she couldn't get to the city with them her plan was to use us as carriers." Ron explained. "We would have been forced to stay here until we were cleared as a vector, or risk infecting the whole city. It was just a tactic to let her escape. Seems it worked. But..." He shrugged. "We couldn't allow a new species of lice like that to be let loose. If it had spread outside the city nothing would have stopped them. Given how hard they are to kill everyone would have been infected sooner or later."

The Global Justice communicator beeped and Shego answered it. It was Melissa giving her a report on the injured at the research facility. Between thirty-two people there were over two hundred broken bones and some major flesh wounds. Nothing like they had found at the Global Justice base when the three girls had escaped. There were no permanent injuries. She sighed in relief.

He stood in the midst of the cyan-colored light. The color that reminded him Shego was forever a part of him. He loved that light.

His movements were swift and sure as Sensei threw attack after attack at him. For the first hour he blocked everything. The new movements were learned and became a part of his understanding of Tai Shing Pek Kwar. His defenses crumbled as Sensei increased the speed of his attacks. Blow after blow rained down upon his body. Still he stood and tried to defend.

After two hours the two stood back from each other and bowed.

"You have learned the basics of the physical." Sensei congratulated his student.

Ron nearly cringed. Over three years of study and he had only managed the basics of the physical. He had barely touched upon the mental and the spiritual aspects of Tai Shing Pek Kwar. At this rate it would take ten years to master the physical and thirty to master Tai Shing Pek Kwar itself.

He considered what he had learned so far. It was considerable. The thought of spending thirty years to learn something was daunting, but worth the effort.

He let the cyan-colored light fade as he drifted back to the physical world. He looked at the time. Though if had felt like two hours only fifteen minutes had passed. The bruises from the lesson were gone. For that he was glad. Learning Tai Shing Pek Kwar was, at times, brutal.

Shego watched. Though it seemed like the Buffoon only meditated for a short time she knew it was more than just that. "Finished?" She asked.

Ron nodded. He laid on the bed beside her, the ritual he went through each night over with.

"I wonder what we will call our first child." Shego wondered, running her hand through the Buffoon's hair.

"Amy." Ron responded.

"Hrm. What?" The Buffoon rarely called her that.

"That's what she will be called." He explained.

"Oh. So you think we will have a girl first?"

"Of course." He smiled.

"Not a boy?" Shego pouted.

"I hope it's a girl." He smiled at her.

Shego laid back and ran her hand over her stomach. "Either would be fine." She admitted.

"Why the sudden talk of children?"

She shrugged. The Buffoon was still in college. She was twenty-four. He wasn't ready and she still had plenty of time. "Not sure. Just thinking I guess."

He reached out and placed his hand on her stomach. For her to have a child it wouldn't be as simple as it was for most women. There were ways around that. Unfortunately they were complicated and not without risk. "If you're ready then I am." He answered. "You know how difficult it will be though."

Shego blinked.

He took notice of her surprise. "It's not as though we're lacking for money. So we can afford it. That won't be the hard part."

Shego nearly laughed at that. The hard part was going to be difficult. Maybe nearly impossible. But it would be interesting. "I want to try." She said. "But not until we got those girls back in those cells. Fighting while pregnant probably isn't too wise."

"Probably not." He agreed. He pulled her close.

Soon they were engaged in the activity they did every night. Making love.

End of Chapter.

As I was told, a sequel will tend to flop unless it's well planned. I think this is flopping.

Two more chapters before I plan on explaining just what genetic modifications were done to the girls. What the girls really are.