I do NOT own Kim Possible
Time: The following day.
Jenny and Global Justice Marks,... DNAmy,... Sara Baring,... Brains,...
Ron watched the girl in her drug induced sleep. Despite the drugs that should keep her safely unconscious there were three cuffs on each arm and leg. Each formed from a three-inch thick circle of titanium. It would take a lot to break those. He doubted the girl could. There were safety measures just in case she did wake up, and could break them. Embedded in her body were several sensors. Simple devices. So long as they received a radio signal being transmitted in the room they did nothing. If the signal failed then they would kill her. It was simple. But it should also be effective. Unlike the cuffs there was no way she could know about them and plan for them in an escape. Even if she did, she had no way to get them out. They would explode unless disarmed first, by a code only Dr. Betty Director knew, if they were removed from her body.
Aside from the burns she looked like any other fourteen year girl. There was nothing to show she had probably tortured and killed thousands of animals, maimed hundreds of people. She was a kid, and kids were to be protected. Not placed in a burning chamber two kilometers below the surface, trapped in pits of cold. Even knowing what she had done, the thought bothered him.
Beside him sat Kim. She was looking at the girl who had nearly killed her. He could tell the thought of hurting the girl disturbed her too.
Across from him sat Dr. Betty Director. She was staring at the girl, deep in thought. She looked like something was bothering her.
"How many marks do you have?" He asked the woman.
Startled she looked up at him. "Marks? You mean... How do you know about those?"
"You probably don't want to know." He answered.
"You're probably right." She admitted.
"Marks?" Kim asked, looking puzzled.
"They're..." Dr. Betty Director went quiet. "I would be breaking regulations if I told you." She pointed at Ron. "I'm sure he'll tell you."
"They're points that are accumulated by a head of Global Justice." Ron told her. "If she orders someone killed, she gets two marks. If someone dies due to an operation she ordered she gets one mark. Those are deaths outside of the agents themselves."
"What do they mean?"
"When she has ten her time as head of Global Justice ends. She's put in the prison below the same as any other killer is."
Kim gulped. "Even if the people die by accident?"
"Even if by accident." Dr. Betty Director answered. "Global Justice is meant to stop the killing of people. Doesn't matter if it a state politician who starts a war, or a villain who kills, or even me."
"That's insane." Kim stated.
"Not really." The woman answered again. "I'm probably the most powerful person on the face of the planet. I can order anyone to be put into that prison. Or to be killed. There has to be a limit to my power. And that's it. If I exceed my authority I'm treated as any other killer. The rules are fair. They take into account that there will be accidents. They even take into account that I might have to order someone killed." She looked at Ron. "By the way it's three. So far." The jury is still out on whether or not the deaths of Warmonga and Warhok fall within the rules. You were operating with Global Justice support, so technically it does. But they're not human, so technically no. It's still being debated."
"But..." Kim stuttered.
"The rules are there for a reason. The same as the rule that a villain can never be removed from our wanted list." Dr. Betty Director told her.
"But if the people you kill are dangerous, like her." Kim pointed at the girl. "Then you might need to kill."
"And the rules take that into account." The woman explained again. "I can kill five people, accidentally kill ten. That's more than enough. If I can't capture them and have them placed in the prison then I am doing something wrong and should be removed. People can become accustomed to killing. Given my power that would be a disaster. Remember absolute power corrupts absolutely. I'm no exception to the rule."
"Who would enforce that rule?" Kim asked, disturbed by the knowledge.
"Our top ten agents. They know the rules and while they don't have my power they do have access to all the information I do. They oversee my orders and can, if they all object to them, overrule me. Given all ten need to agree that's pretty rare.
Ron could tell Kim was bothered by the idea. "Remember what she said Kim. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. Imagine a tyrant with the power that Dr. Betty Director has. They could rule the world. No one would be able to stop them."
"Why..." She didn't know what to ask.
"Global Justice was created after the second world war." Ron told her. "Eighty-five million people died. Their purpose is to stop people from being killed. They're effective. No leader wants to start a war knowing they would just disappear. Hence peace."
"But the rules also prevent me from interfering with any country or organization outside of that." Dr. Betty Director explained. "Countries and organizations can compete however they want. But killing isn't allowed. We get the benefits of competition, but avoid the ravages of war."
"Why did you ask about my marks?" The head of Global Justice asked.
"You're thinking of killing those girls. Aren't you?" Ron replied.
"I was." She admitted. "We don't know what was done to them. That they could escape once says a lot about them. We can't take the risk."
"Kill them?" Kim was shocked.
"They only escaped because something went wrong with the prison facility power supply and you were too busy to fix it." Ron pointed out. "And the upgrades would catch any more such incidents." He had helped design independently powered sensors that would scan the cavern, looking for cells with rising temperatures. They had independent lines of communication to the surface. Such an escape was no longer possible.
Dr. Betty Director sighed. "It would push me up to nine marks. I would have to step down or risk being place in that prison."
"Just put them back in their cells." Ron told her. "Sometimes a risk needs to be taken."
"Maybe." Dr. Betty Director looked at the girl.
"And put in place a program to find out what their capabilities are. Just exactly what was done to them." Ron suggested.
"We've had geneticists look at their genome. It doesn't make sense." The woman answered.
"You did? Did you look at mine too?" Kim asked, showing an intense interest in the news.
"We did. You are as your mother told you. A hundred percent human. But they." She pointed at the girl. "Have things in their genes we can't even begin to understand. And even additional organs in their bodies whose purpose we don't know."
"How could they pass for human then?" Kim asked. "In the hospital simple blood work would spot it."
"Actually, on the surface their blood does look human. It would pass most tests. As for the extra organs. Unless the girls got ill and needed surgery they wouldn't be detected. Even x-rays don't show them. And it seems they don't get ill. Maybe the occasional flu virus, but nothing major."
Ron took the girl's chart from the foot of her bed and looked through it. Most of it he didn't fully understand. Some of it he did. He came to a chart that showed her genome. He studied it, a frown on his face. "Hrm."
"What?" Dr. Betty Director asked.
"I've seen something like this before? Just can't think of where?"
"Maybe when you were hacking your way through our files?" The woman suggested with a raised eyebrow.
"No." He paused. "KP, it was DNAmy your mother went to when she had you changed back to human right?"
"As far as I know. She's being pretty secretive."
"Didn't you ever analyze her equipment and look over her research?" He asked Dr. Betty Director.
"We tried. But she had the information encrypted and even accessing the data required a genetic code that we couldn't decipher. We couldn't learn much about her work."
"Her mutations sometimes got genomes like this."
"You sure?"
Ron nodded. "Been to her lair enough I've had glimpses of the genomes she was working on at the time. It wasn't like this, but it was similar. And we do believe she was the person who fixed Kim." He looked down at the girl. "Let's give her a chance. Have DNAmy look at her and tell us just what she is. If she is a threat to the human race then..." He shrugged. "If not then the prison below. Who know's, maybe she can even reverse it like she did with Kim."
Dr. Betty Director studied the girl. If they could figure out just how dangerous she was... "Okay. But I don't have the manpower to bring in DNAmy right now. I'll leave that up to you." She stood and left the room.
Ron looked at Kim. "Want to go on a mission?"
"Sure. Let me touch in with Mark first though, okay."
Ron nodded. "I'll call Shego."
Three hours later they were on a Global Justice jet bound to DNAmy's latest lair. Shego refused to let them use the hovercraft. She was too afraid one of the mad geneticist's creations might step on it. From Wade they found out she'd been experimenting with crossing blue whales and cheetahs, with some scorpion added in. It seems she had graduated from crossing two animals to being able to cross three. The stupefying result was a cat like creation that was four times the size of an elephant that boasted the speed, fangs and teeth of a cheetah along with a scorpion like tail. Wade estimated it could run at speeds of two hundred kilometers per hour. He showed them the animal on Kim's Kimmunicator.
They all spent five minutes staring at the creature before Shego turned to Ron and asked. "Okay, so just how do we deal with that?"
Ron shrugged, face white. "No clue." He admitted. He gulped, staring at the image.
"Can't run. They're faster." Kim gulped. "A lot faster. Can't hide. They would smell you." She thought for a second. "Let turn around and just go back home." She suggested, only half joking.
"Good idea. We can watch some chick flicks." Shego agreed with her.
"The video store has two new ones in I want to watch." Kim added. "I rent them and you provide the snacks?"
"It's a plan." Shego agreed.
"Ahem. People." Ron interrupted. "We're here to talk to DNAmy, not watch chick flicks." Personally, he decided, he would rather face the mad geneticist's latest creation.
"So how do we deal with it then?" Shego asked.
"Them." Wade said.
"What?" Shego looked at him.
"Them, not it. She's made three of them so far." The genius replied. He looked glad he didn't have to face it.
"Great." Kim muttered. "One for each of us. Not that we'll even make a snack for them."
"Cold-blooded or warm-blooded?" Ron asked. The animal looked like a cat, but it also looked a lot like a scorpion.
"Cold." Wade answered. "Seems that trait came from the scorpions. Guess it makes feeding them easier. Cold-blooded animals require less food."
"Guess that's how we handle them then." He shrugged. "We'll just cool them off."
"How?" Wade asked.
"With liquid nitrogen?" Ron suggested. "It should cool the air in the lair enough to put the animals to sleep. Assuming we got a chance to use it."
"And how do we do that?" Kim asked.
Ron grinned at her. "Wade added an invisibility feature to your suit right?"
Kim gulped. "Only works when I stand still." She managed to get out. Face going white.
"Then I suggest you walk very slowly." Her best friend since pre-K smiled at her.
"You know, if I die I can't have your baby. Right."
"Better not die then, Princess." Shego grinned at her.
"It's Kim, not Princess, Kermit." She retorted. She tried to grin at her ex-enemy but turned to look at the animal, still displayed on her Kimmunicator. She gulped.
"Wade. What sort of climate control does she have in there?" Ron asked.
"Pretty good. She needs it. Her creations sometimes need cold conditions, sometimes hot."
"Can you hack the system, turn the temperature down, and lock it so she can't turn it back up?"
"I can." The genius answered.
"We have a plan then. One that doesn't involve chick flicks." Ron grinned.
"Personally I prefer chick flicks, or even guy movies, to going in there." Kim said.
An hour later they were ready. They had made a stop and grabbed a couple of tanks of liquid nitrogen. Wade had accessed the environmental controls of the lair. He would turn the temperature down a few minutes before Kim went in. Between that and the liquid nitrogen the giant lizard cats should go to sleep.
Kim shuddered and tried to move slow as she crept into the lair with two tanks of liquid nitrogen. She took a small step and paused, letting her suit keep her invisible. Ron claimed the creatures shouldn't have a sense of small quite as good as a cheetah's, but she didn't find that too comforting. She took another small step, and paused once more. Inside she saw DNAmy in a panic, trying to turn up the heat. The woman kept turning to look at her latest creations, a worried look on her face.
Kim looked too. The temperature in the lair was getting chilly.
"Okay, my dears, you will have to go outside until I get this fixed. Good thing it's a nice day out. I will have it fixed by nighttime." The mad geneticist comforted her dears.
Kim put the two tanks down and opened the valve. The air around the canisters turned super cold and she jumped away. The temperature in the lair as a whole started to plummet. She turned to look at the mutations DNAmy had made. They had moved towards her when she'd jumped, but had paused when they ran into the cold air. They were starting to fall asleep.
"Who's there?" DNAmy demanded. "Who made my poor dears sleep like that. They don't like the cold." She sounded angry.
"Just how did you manage to cross three animals?"
Kim jumped. Ron was just a few feet behind her. She turned off the invisibility feature. It drained a lot of power.
"Kim Possible? But I thought you were out of the hero business?" DNAmy spoke.
Ron sighed. As usual he didn't even register on the villain's radar.
"I am." Kim answered. "But we need your help."
"You're not getting it. Not after what you did to my dears." She was angry. "I'll turn you into a guinea pig." She threatened, pulling out a device that looked like a ray gun. She pointed it at Kim and pulled the trigger.
Kim leapt out of the way. She looked to see Ron walking calmly to one of the consoles. Shego, she saw was in the lair too.
"What are you doing here Shego?" DNAmy demanded. "Did you come back to let me experiment on you. I can make you larger and give you some nice scales."
"No thanks." The former villainess answered. She threw plasma at the geneticist, hitting the gun. It fell from her hand.
"Ouch!" DNAmy screamed. "That wasn't very nice. It hurt. And you broke my gun. Now I can't collect more guinea pigs to experiment on."
"You're using cybertronic technology to enhance your machines. That's why you're able to cross three species now. Isn't it." Ron spoke, looking at a console.
"Such nice toys. Those dolls I found." The geneticist answered. "I hooked them into the mutation circuit and it let me create my dears. If I find more I can cross four species."
"Not likely." Shego screamed. She leapt at the device DNAmy used to cross-mutate species and started to rip at it. "Those dolls are mine." She growled.
"Stop! Stop!" DNAmy sobbed. "If you break that I can't make any more of my lovely dears."
Shego ignored her. She stepped back, about to use plasma to open the machine.
"Stop Shego." Ron asked her.
She stopped. "Why?"
"Because if I'm right we will need it." He handed the readout from Jenny's genome to DNAmy. "Look at this." He ordered.
The mad geneticist looked and obviously became interested. She studied the readout for over ten minutes before looking up. "Why did you get this?" She asked, looking at Kim.
"It came from a girl we captured." She answered.
"How old?"
"Around twenty-one, but she was in suspended animation for seven years. So, biologically fourteen. What was done with her?" Kim asked, voice wavering.
DNAmy looked at one of her creations. She pointed. "Those girls were crossed with another creature."
"What?" Kim gasped. "You mean their DNA wasn't just altered. It was crossed with another animal?"
The geneticist nodded. "Don't ask me what animal. I don't know. It's DNA is like nothing I've ever seen before. Like it's from another world." She paused. "Strange she muttered."
"What's strange?" Shego asked.
"Oh nothing." The woman evaded.
Shego lit her fist. "Answer!"
The mad geneticist gulped. "Well I guess it can't hurt to tell you." She answered. "The device is gone now. It actually melted. But I found something on the grounds of the university I used to attend. It was strange. Weirdly shaped, and looked like it was designed for human hands, just ones that were a lot larger than normal. I used it in my research. Luckily before it melted I made very detailed sketches. It's where the theory came from for my machine. The one that lets me cross different species."
"Melted?" Ron asked.
The woman nodded. "Two days after I found it it became like ice. It melted."
"Guess that makes sense. They wouldn't want anyone to get their technology so they made it to self-destruct if it got lost. Probably nothing more than a chip in the device that would reset each time they entered their ship. If it didn't get that signal for a period of time it was set to destroy the device." He shrugged. "At least that's my guess."
"Who do you mean by they?" DNAmy asked.
Ron shrugged.
"Never mind that." Kim interrupted. "Change that girl back. Make her normal again."
"I'm not sure I can do that." DNAmy answered.
"Why not? You did it before." Kim yelled.
"Your mother told you." DNAmy looked surprised.
"I know." Kim kept yelling. "Now make her normal again."
"Problem is." The geneticist started. "The longer the two species remain together, the harder it is to separate their DNA. You've interrupted my work any number of times and changed my dears back to normal. But in those cases they'd only been together for hours, or sometimes a few days." She looked at Kim. "When your mother came to me you'd been crossed with something for a few weeks. I was able to separate you from the other species but it wasn't easy. A week later and I wouldn't have been able to do it."
"What sort of animal was she crossed with?" Ron asked.
DNAmy shrugged. "I'm not sure. It was hard to even separate them. I focused on keeping the human DNA in one piece. The other genome broke apart. I do know it was interesting. Not of this world." She looked at Ron. "Aliens?" She asked.
Ron nodded. There was no use trying to deny it. From what she'd seen, and the information he'd let slip, the woman was more than smart enough to figure it out. And they needed her help.
"Can I see the girl." She asked.
"You already seen the readout of her DNA." He pointed at the papers she held in her hand.
"Not enough information." The woman answered. "There are a hundred tests that should be done."
"She's not a guinea pig." Kim answered, feeling protective of the girl. Sure, she'd almost killed her, but Kim thought maybe she had had a good reason.
DNAmy shrugged. "In nature that's all that we are. Guinea pigs tossed into life to see which is fittest. But, if I do more research there might be a way to separate the two. Would be interesting to see the alien DNA. I might be able to mark it with something like a radioactive dye, and make it easier for the mutator to separate. And if I find more of those weird dolls I can amplify its power."
"You can see her." Ron answered. "I'm pretty sure you will be able to walk out of the Global Justice facility she's in at the end of day. Though they will just start looking for you again."
"You can't make a bargain like that." Kim stated.
"I'm pretty sure Dr. Betty Director will allow it." Ron answered. He looked at Shego. "They got reasons why their facilities for villains who don't kill are so easy to escape from."
"Oh?" Shego looked curious.
"Around twenty years ago they heard the WOW-2 and WOW-3 signals. The ones that showed the aliens destroying two worlds. The villains are geniuses. Drakken may have been trying to take over the world, but that desire just drove him to work harder. To make more discoveries. Global Justice was just harnessing that ability to advance our technology. So we might have a chance, if the aliens came here. They would have lost those discoveries if they just put him in suspended animation. Back before they heard those signals that's what they would have done with you too."
"Oh?" The former villainess' face turned white.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Kim turned on her Kimmunicator. "What's the sitch?" She asked, falling back into her old greeting?
"Sara Baring's been spotted. She's watching a chemical plant."
"We're on our way." She replied. She looked at Ron.
"Stay here and wait for Global Justice." Ron informed DNAmy. "That is if you want to research the aliens. And get more dolls." He turned to Kim. "Let's go."
Watch. She'd been instructed. So that's what she did. She stood on top of the building and watched another building several hundred feet away. After an hour it should have been tedious. It wasn't. She wasn't aware of the passing of time. Or that the weather was cold. She watched and waited for instructions.
The Global Justice jet got them to the area before Sara attacked. What she had waited for they didn't know. They even had some tranq-grenades, grabbed from a Global Justice base that they passed over during their rush to the girl.
A small object came flying towards her. Evade. She was instructed. She jumped off the building, grabbing the roof with her fingers. The object made a small hissing sound and numerous small darts flew above her. None hit her. She pushed herself back up on the roof. Around thirty feet from her were the two she had seen when she had attacked the bio-research facility several days ago. One of them was tossing another object. She dove to one side and managed to get behind the chimney. The demon had not told her to stop evading, she was just following it's instructions. She didn't know what the object was, nor did she care. Something smashed into her head and she went rolling.
Kim had set her suit to invisibility mode and stood still. When the girl came into range, having taken shelter just behind the chimney where she stood, she punched. She knew her opponent was stronger than her. And tougher. With the suit and its built in gauntlets it was hard to tell just how much force to put into the attack. Seeing her roll and stand up, she knew it hadn't been enough. Splitting the girl's head in two, she'd decided, just wasn't in her. She had once been like Sara, only a miracle had kept her from being like the girl now.
Another object came towards her. She dropped off the roof again, just grabbing hold with her fingers. She heard the hissing sound and pushed herself back. Attack. She was instructed. She rushed the man and woman who stood in front of her. Her speed carried her under the object and close to the two before it hit the ground. It exploded. Then the plasma she'd seen before erupted around the two she had been ordered to attack. Do not die. She'd been instructed, so she flipped backwards. Balls of plasma followed her and she evaded them.
"She's fast." Ron muttered. He had tossed grenade after grenade at the girl only to have her move out of range, or find something to hide behind. He threw some plasma at her, but then switched to using grenades again. Each only had an attack radius of fifteen feet. The darts, ice crystals of a very potent sedative, evaporated in the air after that. He tossed out another, only to watch as the girl raced in, snatched it out of the air, and threw it back at them. He let the plasma rise around him, destroying the darts.
"Annoying is what I would call it." Shego answered, tossing ball after ball of plasma at the teen. "It's like Princess on steroids."
Kim heard the comment and nearly muttered. Her suit protected her from the darts so she remained where was hoping to get in another hit. The power readout of the suit read at thirty percent though. The invisibility feature wouldn't work much longer. She waited. Then she got another chance as the girl took refuge behind the chimney again. She hit and the girl went flying.
Sara rolled to her feet. She automatically noted that she had been attacked twice by an unseen assailant at that position. It was not a safe place to evade too. She caught another one of the objects and sent it back at her opponents. Plasma surged around them, protecting them from whatever had been in the object. The blow to her head had caused bleeding and the blood ran into one eyes, blinding it. She turned her head a little to keep the man and woman in sight. Flee. She was instructed. She turned and jumped from the ten story roof. She let herself fall five of those stories before she reached out and grabbed hold of a pipe running up the side of the building. Her fall slowed. On the ground she ran and in seconds she was hidden by other buildings. She opened a manhole and dropped down into the sewers.
They ran for the jet and climbed aboard. By the time Shego brought the infrared scanners on-line there was no sight of the girl.
"Fast." Ron commented.
"And tough." Kim added.
Back at the Middleton Global Justice base they assembled around Jenny again. DNAmy was there, ordering blood test after blood test to be done on the girl.
"What have you found out so far?" Kim asked.
"Nothing yet." The woman answered, looking at some printouts. "Need to run more tests. And also check to see the absorption rate for the different types of tissues. If the alien tissue absorbs something faster, or slower, than the human tissue I can use it to help the mutator separate the alien creature from the girl. Assuming I can get more dolls to enhance it." She looked at Ron.
He shrugged. "Global Justice has a few million stockpiled somewhere. Will that be enough?"
DNAmy blinked. "That would be enough." Her eyes glazed over as she envisioned what her mutator could do enhanced by millions of cybertronic circuits.
A young woman rushed in. "The CAT scan you requested." She told the mad geneticist and handed her the scan.
DNAmy studied the scan for a few minutes. "Hrm." She muttered to herself.
"What?" Kim asked.
"I can tell you one thing now." DNAmy answered. "She's not exactly like my dears. When they're combined they become one animal. This girl's body has been combined like that, but her brain is different. They're still separated. An ordinary x-ray wouldn't detect the difference, but with a CAT scan you can see the separation.. If you look close enough. There's something that isn't normal brain tissue connected to her brain. At least I think it's a second brain. More tests will be needed to be sure."
"How could her skull fit in two brains?" Ron asked.
"Hrm. I wonder." DNAmy mused. "Perhaps it's just a partial separation. Some functions might still be shared. Interesting."
End of Chapter.
In the last chapter I show Shego and Kim as being pretty close. I think they would be. They eat breakfast together each morning and other than Ron there's no one close that they can spar with. Not without having to hold back anyway.
The girls weren't just modified. They were crossed with another species. As if no one saw that coming.