A/N: Today's installment is brought to you through the combined efforts of me reading a lot of Dr. Mcninja, and me drinking a lot of blue-rasberry Mountain Dew. When ingesting pure insanity, accept no substitutes!
"Good evening, Miss Possible." Gemini smiled professionally. "I'm glad you decided to join us on time...for once."
Kim's eccentric nature regarding meetups was well known throughout the criminal underworld. She liked to lurk in the shadows, wait until her contact was just about to leave, and then-finally-reveal herself. It didn't matter if this took minutes or more than a day. She'd let them sweat it out. Officially, she insisted this was to give anyone attempting to bust the meeting a fit or seven, but in reality, it was to give her an edge on the bargaining board over her infuriated contact. This time, Gemini had managed to avoid this particular ordeal. She'd brought a tent.
The meeting itself was as very traditional. Middle of the night, abandoned warehouse, bad part of town, it was a whole thing.
Gemini was seated at a small rectangular table in the middle of the empty building. A single light bulb, the only functional one in the building, dangled above her head on a long chain. Kim stepped smoothly out of the shadows and walked silently towards her buyer. She knew Gemini hadn't actually known she was there, but she decided to humor the woman. Especially once she'd considered her asking price again.
"I believe you have something for me?" Gemini asked cooly, a hind outstretched.
"Oh my Money." Kim thought. "She can see I don't have it, and she couldn't lift it even if I did." It was harmless mental venting, thankfully, as crossing Gemini was rarely a good idea.
Even if she did wear cliches like clothing.
Kim made a silent "come forward" gesture in Klingon sign language (Wade has insisted every other member of Team Possible, even rufus, learn). Ron-who had mastered the ninja arts specifically for this purpose-appeared directly in front of Gemini, device in his arms, freaking her out a little.
"Now for my payment." Kim cooed, pronouncing the word payment the same way politicians say "unsolicited campaign contributions," or ambulance chasers say "liability."
For this part, Gemini frowned. She had a strong suspicion that Kim had taken Senior's offer for the device, and stapled a zero onto it before relaying the number to her (which was the best kind of suspicion because it was correct). The intel had been easy to acquire and there was always more money to be had, even if the laundering took some time. She passed a single manila folder, taken from her briefcase, across the table. Visibly, that was the only transaction, but Wade was already tracking the team account. Once he confirmed the money had been transferred, Kim nodded for Ron to hand over the device. She was already paging through the folder. Her eyes fixed on the picture paperclipped to the back cover.
"Thank you, Miss Possible." Gemini smiled, handing of the device to one of her minions.
Kim didn't answer.
"Miss Possible?"
Kim wasn't really that impressed with the new heroine's looks. She was pretty, beautiful even. She just liked messing with people, really.
"The pleasure's all mine." Kim said finally, closing the folder. "Thanks for the intel. I'll have to keep an eye out for this Adrena Lynn."
"I'm sure." Dr. Director smirked.
Kim's retort was already in the chamber and ready to fire, when another voice rang out through the cavernous building.
"Prepare, evildoers, for your reckoning is at hand!" Atop a cargo container near one of the far walls, a single man in a labcoat stood poised dramatically, shouting at them. Unfortunately, due to the distance and echo, his words sounded more like: "Prehar, evldrs fr yr rknin 's a han."
"For you face the fearsome intellect of Dr. Drakken!" "Fr y fse eh fersme itlk v eher Akkn."
"Oh for the love of deviousness, just shoot 'em, Dr. D!" Another voice, this one female cried from just behind the group of villains. Kim, Ron, and Gemini all spun around to see a pale green woman, clad in a black and neon green catsuit with hands ablaze in green flame, standing amidst the unconscious forms of all of the minions Gemini had elected to bring. The woman, for her part, looked embarrassed at her own outburst, but frustrated with the man's antics. Kim stared at the woman.
"Hey, Kim," Ron grinned,eying his friend after a combined moment of stunned silence. "You can pick your tongue up off the floor now."
Dr. Drakken, who had been fishing in his pocket for a ray gun after Shego had spoken, shouted a determined yell as he charged across the room, firing madly as he went. Shego leapt at Kim, who ducked under the woman's blows and delivered a kick to her midsection that sent the green ex-villainess flying backward. Shego turned her knockback into a cartwheel. She continued backward until he hit the far wall, and pushed off it to launch herself again at Kim.
"You can have Lynn, Gemini." Kim declared, grinning wildly as she watched her opponent. She tossed the folder to the leader of the W.E.E. "I've just been taken." She stepped forward into a defensive stance. "Ron," she looked back at her friend, "Take care of the other one."
"On it, Kim." He gave her the thumbs up.
"Yea, on eh!" Rufus squeaked as he leaned out of Ron's baggy pocket, mimicking Ron's pose.
Kim couldn't stop smiling as she threw herself at her onrushing opponent.
A/N 2: Ha, ha! You might've thought you get to see our two intrepid protagonists engage in mortal combat today.
WRONG!
You'll just have to wait all the way until next week to see the actual fight scene. Mine is an evil laugh.