Hi everyone! :)

First off, I want apologize for taking so long to finish this chapter. I was unable to get everything I hoped into the chapter. So some of the things I said would happen in this chapter, will actually occur in the next one. Sorry about those things.

IMPORTANT: I am currently rewriting the prolouge, chapter 1, and chapter 2. I was also be making slight changes to chapter 3. The updated prologue and chapter 1 are already up. As I am introducing some new stuff, I apologize if there is any confusion created by it. Any of that should be fixed when chapters 2 and 3 are updated.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, Disney does. I do own all OCs unless otherwise stated.

Thanks to Stormchaser90 for beta-reading. This story would not be where it is without him.

James and Ann Possible looked down at their sleeping daughter, worried looks on their faces. Kim seemed so peaceful lying there. Her right hand was wrapped up in sterile bandages in an attempt to keep down the infection. The two parents looked up as a tall woman wearing an eye patch walked through the door.

"Elizabeth," Mrs. Possible said, an icy tone in her voice. "It's been a long time."

"Not long enough, Ann." Director replied in the same tone. A groan from Kim caused them to turn around. The teen sat up and looked around at her surroundings. Her blurry, half-asleep eyes could make out three tall things which she guessed were people at the foot of the bed. Various shelves and cabinets lined the walls, and some strange equipment sat in a corner. Kim glanced down at herself and blinked in confusion.

"Why am I wearing a hospital gown?" she asked herself. After rubbing her eyes to clear the blurry spots from them, Kim realized that the other people in the room were her parents and Dr. Director. She was about to speak to them, when she caught site of herself in a mirror. It was a funny kind of mirror though. Not only did it show show her standing up with her back to a hallway, it also put her in a red version of her mission clothes and gave her this ridiculous smirk. She narrowed her eyes, realizing that it was no mirror.

"What on earth are you doing here?" The other three in the room turned around to see who she was addressing.

"Well, well, looks like sleepyhead's awake." Rose sauntered into the room, carrying a decent-sized briefcase. "To answer your question, I was supposed to help you, but I can leave if you'd like."

"Rose," Shego growled, appearing behind the girl.

"Oh, knock it off, grumpy." Rose walked over to Kim and looked at the bandaging on her hand. She shook her head. "May I ask who did this slipshod work?" Not waiting for an answer, she began to unwrap the bandages. "Ouch," she said when she saw the hand, "I really messed you up, didn't I?"

"I don't think that one needs an answer," Kim muttered. "What exactly are you going to do?"

Rose opened her briefcase, revealing rows of test tubes and needles. She took out a beaker and two unlabeled bottles. "Shego, you are familiar with this process, correct?"

Shego rolled her eyes. "Why must you always ask the obvious?"

"In that case, if you and all these lovely people could leave the room, I'd be much obliged."

With a little persuasion, Mr. and Mrs. Possible were convinced to leave, and Rose struck up a conversation with Kim.

"So, how is your day going?"

"What is wrong with you! You beat me up and left me for dead, now you have the nerve to ask how my day's been!"

Rose pouted in mock offense. "Why so touchy. I'm just trying to be friendly."

"Friendly!" Kim shouted in disbelief.

"Yes!" Rose shouted back. "Now will you stop yelling?"

Kim lay back on the bed trying to sort through the conflict going on in her head

Rose placed the beaker on a table and began pouring liquids from the bottles into it. "I bet you're wondering why I attacked you and then just walked off."

"Yes I am," Kim replied angrily, "and you'd better have a really good explanation for it."

"I do. I simply lost control of myself, that's all."

"Do you expect me swallow that pathetic excuse?" Kim asked vehemently.

"It's not an excuse," Rose replied, looking carefully at the green substance in the beaker. "It's a fact. I don't make excuses, I state facts"

"Then that's a pretty lame fact."

Rose walked over to room's sink, put the plug in, and turned on the water. "Come here," she told Kim, pouring the contents of the beaker into the sink as she did so. Kim obeyed and looked at the green tinted water curiously.

"What is that stuff?"

"That, is the mixture that's going to fix your hand, provided I'm not too late. All you have to do is stick your hand in it."

"What makes you think I'm going to do it?"

"Well, if you don't your hand will be stuck like that forever." Rose smirked.

Kim hesitated for a moment. "How will I know if it works?"

"Your hand will feel like it's on fire, if I remember correctly."

"That's very encouraging," Kim replied, and stuck her hand gingerly into the sink. The effect was instantaneous. It started as a simple tingling, then escalated into a searing pain. Kim gritted her teeth together and willed herself not to scream. Two minutes later, it was over. The water had turned pitch black, and when Kim removed her hand, it was good as new.

Rose snapped her briefcase closed. "I'd best be going. See ya around." Kim didn't answer and stared at her hand in amazement. Rose shook her head and walked out the door, intentionally bumping into Shego.

"Kim's hand is going to be perfectly fine. You may now all go see the patient." The Possibles entered the room, Mr. Possible shooting Rose a curious glanced while doing so. Rose turned to Director.

"I have some stuff over at friend's house that I need to pick up. Is it okay if I do that now?"

Director nodded. "That will be fine as long as you have an escort."

Rose cast an annoyed glance at Shego. "I think she's already got that covered."

Director displayed one of her rare grins. "You'd think you two siblings the way you argue."

Rose's face turned as red as the flower she was named for. Shego broke out laughing.

"Oh that's too good. This has to be like the first time anyone's ever embarrassed her."

Quickly recovering her dignity, Rose huffed at Shego. "Knock it off." She picked up her briefcase and walked down the hall. Shego followed closely.

"Do you like the new outfit?" Rose called back over her shoulder.

"It's better than what you used to wear."

"Aw, come on. Those camos were classic."

"They looked ridiculous."

"Whatever." Rose pulled out her cellphone and dialed a number. "Hey, Reese. I'm on my way." She looked at the persistently following Shego. "Do you mind if I bring someone along?"

-KP-

A slim, tanned brunette walked through the halls of Middleton High, a very displeased look on her face. For Bonnie Rockwaller, summer school was such a drag, and, to make matters worse, Barkin made the students come in every Saturday so he could check their progress. It was downright infuriating. Ninety percent of the unlucky bunch of kids agreed with her, but there was one girl who actually enjoyed it. From what Bonnie could understand, she was doing high school prep, and was enjoying every minute of it, for some unfathomable reason. To add to her weirdness, the girl had white hair, which she wore in twin pigtails, a pale complexion, and pink eyes that seem to stare right through you. "Freaky" was the only word to describe it. Bonnie absentmindedly rounded a corner, then stopped still in surprise.

-KP-

"Hey Rose, hurry up or we're gonna be late."

"Come on Randall. Cut me some slack." Rose loaded her guitar case into the back of her friend's truck.

"I gave you plenty of slack, and you still can't seem to be ready on time."

"At least I'm not as bad as Tommy."

"You mean that half excuse for a boyfriend?" Randall snorted. "That guy won't do anything unless it helps him in some way."

Rose smiled. "And that's what makes him so smart."

Randall shook his head. "Well, if you're happy with him. Though I still get this creepy feeling that he's going to be the death of me."

Rose, shocked at his statement, looked at him in disbelief. "Tommy would never do anything like that."

"If you say so." However, the uneasy look did not leave Randall's face. "I gotta get something from inside. I'll be right back."

"Okay." Rose leaned back on the truck and stared up into the sky. "My life is perfect."

-KP-

Rose was yanked from her ruminations to find herself flat on her back. Sitting up, she saw a brunette-haired girl in front of her, also on the floor. The girl frantically tried to gather up her fallen books and supplies, then glared at Rose.

"Just what are doing here? Come to lord yourself over me again?"

"Uh, no. I don't even know who you are."

"Oh, so now you're playing dumb. Surely you haven't forgotten me that quickly?"

"As I said, I've never met you."

"Come on Kim! Don't you remember me, Bonnie Rockwaller?"

Rose sighed. "That explains it. Get this into your head and do it quickly. I am not Kim. The name is Rose, R-o-s-e, that spells Rose, not Kim." And with that, she pushed past Bonnie and headed off down the hallway.

"What just happened?" Bonnie asked herself aloud.

"You just met one of the rudest people on earth." a vaguely familiar voice behind her replied.

Bonnie turned to see a woman with pale, green-tinted skin looking at her. "Hey wait, aren't you that person who crashed the prom to grab that guy Kim was with?"

Shego smiled. "I remember you. I don't think I've ever heard someone scream that loud before."

Bonnie fumed and stomped off. Shego let a snicker, then looked around. "Uh oh," she thought. "Where did Rose go?"

Her only answer was from the school fire alarm, which began to blare loudly. Shego hurriedly headed for one of the exits, as the few students around did the same.

-KP-

30 seconds before

Mr. Barkin stormed down the hallway, muttering to himself. In all honesty, he enjoyed teaching and tried to help his students prepare for the unfairness of life, but couldn't they have picked someone else to teach summer school? The only plus he had discovered so far was a girl who had an immense liking for school. An unexpected thing to be sure, but pleasing none the less. He continued to stomp down the hall, heading toward the lockers.

At the aforementioned lockers, a young man bearing the unlikely name of Don Fire was busily trying to stow all of his supplies away before Barkin showed up. It wasn't that Don disliked being yelled at, since he could take that easily. No, the reason was much simpler. Barkin's habit of calling all of the students by their last names was weird enough, but when your last name was "Fire," things would start to get embarrassing if he started yelling for you in the hallway. Don shuddered to think what would happen if Barkin should run into him here and accidentally triggered the voice activated fire alarm. He redoubled his pace and was just loading the last book into the locker when the dreaded custodian came into view.

"Mr. Barkin, wait-" Don began.

"FIRE!"

"Fire,... activating fire alarm," the school computer system chirped over the PA.

Red lights began to flash everywhere and an obnoxious alarm blared noisily throughout the whole school. Barkin clapped his hands to his head, then bolted for the school entrance. Don followed at a slower pace.

"He will never learn."

-KP-

Rose jerked her head up at the sound of the fire alarm.

"Weird," she thought, "I'm sure I would have smelled it if something was burning. What is going on?" She pulled a small computer chip from her utility belt and looked down at the Kimmunicator. "Let's see if this works." Rose opened up a port on the device, then inserted the chip. A small hologram of herself appeared on the Kimmunicator.

"Yes!" Rose exclaimed to herself. "It worked."

"It took you long enough," the hologram muttered.

"Zip it, Scarlet, or I might just deactivate you again."

"You wouldn't dare!"

Rose scowled. "Oh yes I would."

Scarlet huffed, then sighed in resignation. "What do you want?"

"I need a complete scan of this building and the reason for the fire alarm going off."

"I'm on it." The hologram winked out and was replaced by a 3D loading bar which slowly began to fill up. Rose rolled her eyes at the A.I.'s sense of humor.

"Well," she told herself, "she is a copy of your mind, so that would make sense."

When the bar was completely filled, an image of the school, also three dimensional, popped up.

"I've run a scan of the whole school," Scarlet's voice began, "and here's what I found. First off, the computer mainframes indicate that the voice activated fire alarm was triggered thirty seconds ago; however, a heat scan indicates that there is no fire. In fewer words, the alarm was activated by accident."

"So everything's fine?" Rose asked.

"Not quite. At these locations," Several of the school buildings on the display turned red, "I've found caches of explosives. And get this, someone is leaving the gym with what seems to be an electronic detonator. I don't think I need to tell you what that means."

Rose's face grew grim. "I can hazard a guess." She took off running down the hallway. "Scarlet, get Wade on the line."

"Can't you do it yourself?"

"Scarlet!"

"Fine. Contacting Kim Possible's nerd techie."

-KP-

Outside the school, Shego glanced around in confusion.

"What on is going on?" she thought. "First some alarm goes off, but now-" she stopped upon noticing the man walking out of the school. "Wait, isn't that Stevie?"

"Everybody, listen up!" the substitute teacher was yelling. "That alarm was a fake. Get back into the school until I properly dismiss you."

As Barkin was belting out orders to the students, a purple car drove up. Shego raised on eyebrow as Kim emerged from the vehicle.

"Hey Kimmie, what brings you here?"

"I was just on my way home when Wade called me saying that there was a fire here."

Shego grinned. "And you just couldn't resist a chance to make yourself more popular right?"

"I don't do this for popularity!" Kim insisted loudly.

"Yeah, right, whatever. It's not like I care. Anyway, from what I've heard, it was just a false alarm."

"Thank goodness for that." Kim replied, a look of relief crossing her face. "Wait a sec, what are you doing here?"

"Apparently one of Rose's friends asked her to swing by and pick someone up."

Beep beep be-beep.

Kim pulled the old Kimmunicator out of her pocket and activated it. "What's the sitch Wade?"

"Kim! You have to make sure everyone stays out of the school building. There are explosives inside!"

"Rose!" Shego hissed. She raced toward the school. Kim looked at Wade, then ran towards the students who were unknowingly headed for their doom.

-KP-

Rose slid around a corner, and came face to face with last person she expected to see in this place.

"Elana," she said flatly.

"Rose," came equally unenthusiastic reply. The two stared at each other wordlessly for a full minute, then Rose took a deep breath.

"Planting explosives in a school, eh. Tommy definitely taught you well, though your stealth could use a bit of work."

"I didn't come here to have you evaluate my abilities. Tommy was right. You're as useless and talkative as that stupid friend of yours was."

Rose ground her teeth savagely. "You might want to rephrase that," she stated coldly.

"Make me," Elana answered calmly.

"Oh believe me, I will." Rose removed from her gun from its holder and pointed it at her now startled opponent.

"He-he-hey now, you wouldn't shoot me would y-y-you?" Elana stammered .

Rose smirked. "Not so tough, are you? Now, take back what you said about Randall."

Elana held out a small, black, cylindrical object which had a red button on top. "Unless you put down that gun, I'm gonna blow this whole school up," she said, a determined edge to her voice. Rose faltered for a moment. She knew Elana was deathly serious, and Rose didn't really want to shoot her, but she couldn't just let her blow up the building.

"My word," the voice of her conscience muttered.

"What?" Rose growled to herself. "I thought you were supposed to be my conscience, not my babysitter."

"Well, it appears that I have to be both. Anyway, the answer to your problem is completely obvious. Your head is just so clouded with emotions that you're not thinking clearly. You don't have to kill the girl to stop her."

Rose felt confused for a moment, before realization suddenly dawn on her. She smiled to herself then looked at Elana, faking a look of defeat.

"All right, you win." She started to put the gun on the ground, but Elana stopped her.

"Put it in front of me."

Rose laughed uproariously to herself. "Elana," she thought, "you make this too easy."

-KP-

The sound of voices drifted through the corridor, forcing Shego to a stop. The cool, taunting one had to be Rose, that she was sure of quickly. No one else Shego knew had that arrogant yet completely confident tone to her voice. She didn't recognize the other voice, but if Rose had planted explosives in the building, then the person was obviously in some kind of trouble.

But, when she entered the adjacent corridor, the scene that greeted her was slightly surprising. Rose was currently placing her gun at the feet of a short-haired blonde girl whose clothes screamed "gang member." She also held an object which bore a suspicious resemblance to a detonator.

"She must be the one responsible for the explosives," Shego muttered quietly, failing to realize that her voice carried in the silence.

-KP-

Rose grinned as Elana spun to look at Shego, giving her the opportunity she needed. She activated her mist, and brought her right fist up into Elana's face. Immediately, the girl began to scream in agony and her hands went to her face. In doing so, she dropped the detonator, and Rose reached her hand out to intercept it before it made contact with the ground. Grasping the deadly instrument firmly, Rose delivered a jumping back leg roundhouse kick to Elana's head. As a follow up, she threw a back kick which sent her opponent sprawling on the floor. Picking up her gun, Rose knelt beside the girl as Shego approached.

"She's out cold." Rose placed a finger on Elana's neck. "Still has a pulse though. Her face should start to turn black in a few minutes, and the faster we can get her cured, the less pain she'll be in."

"I thought you didn't care how other people felt," Shego scoffed.

Rose looked at the detonator in her hand. "Normally I don't, but I kinda pity this girl though. After all, I've been in her position before." She shook her head. "Tommy is still manipulating her, even from beyond the grave. Anyway, we need to get her out of here, and disable all the explosives."

"Let me guess, you're going for the explosives."

Rose smiled impishly. "Yep, 'cause I'm the one who knows where they are."

"Oh? How come?"

"Never mind." Rose reached into her utility belt and withdrew a piece of paper. "Give this to the medical personnel. It contains the formula for creating the cure for her condition. It should also work on anyone else I get."

Shego was completely flabbergasted. "Why on earth are you doing this? Back in the old days, you preferred to let your victims live out their lives in misery. Why the sudden change?"

"It's not a sudden change," Rose replied, a rueful smile on her face, "not sudden at all." She took off running down the hallway. As she ran, a small tear slipped down her face. She quickly wiped it away, then stopped and activated the Kimmunicator.

"Scarlet, I need the locations of those explosives."

-KP-

"You really expect me to believe that there are explosives in the school and that someone is going to set them off?" Barkin asked in a voice which indicated that he did believe it whatsoever.

"Well, um," Kim began.

"I didn't think so." Barkin acted like he was going to ignore the warning, but apparently stopped and reconsidered. "Students, Take a seat on the grass, now!"

At that moment, Shego stumbled out the door carrying someone in her arms. She put twenty yards between herself and the school before setting Elana down on the ground.

Kim ran over to her. "What happened?"

Shego gestured to the injured girl. "She was trying to blow up the school and Rose went a little too far in trying to stop her."

"Same thing as she did to me?"

"Just about. However, she gave me this." Shego stood up and produced the piece of paper Rose had handed to her earlier. "Apparently, it's the cure for her acid mist."

"You seem surprised."

"I am. It's not something she normally does."

Kim looked around. "Where is,..." she hesitated, unable to finish.

"The one who shall not be named?" Shego asked. Kim nodded. "She's inside, disabling the explosives."

"I see." Kim looked down at her feet.

Shego stood up. "Look, if you don't want her to be near you, tell her that. She shouldn'tkill you. She's not that sensitive, although with how much she's changed..."

"That's not the problem. It just feels really odd to talk to a copy of myself, especially when it's a stable clone that acts like the rest of us."

For a moment, Shego almost looked guilty."I'm not sure how Drakken made her stable. I showed up at the lair one day, he introduced her as his latest project, and things went downhill from there."

"What happened?"

"Rose began to show an increasing lack of care for how other people felt. That's why I hesitated to bring her on missions. Fortunately, Drakken was so obsessed with his 'secret weapon' thing that he refused any requests she made to come along."

Kim raised an eyebrow. "Says the one who couldn't care less about how other people feel herself."

Shego shook her head. "Rose is content to stand back and watch a person die in agony from wounds she's inflicted. Even I'm not like that."

A shocked expression crossed Kim's face.

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on her," Shego assured the redhead.

"Don't worry?" Kim exclaimed. Shego gave her a please-be-quieter gesture as several heads turned their way.

Kim lowered her voice slightly."There's someone out there who looks like me and is a sadistic killer, and you're telling me not to worry? My reputation is on the line here. Who knows what rumors are gonna spread around!"

"I don't think you have anything to worry about." Kim and Shego looked at the person who had interrupted their conversation.

Shego frowned. "Who are you... and how do you know about Rose?"

"The name's Reese Ticulate. Rose and I have been good friends for a while now."

"Oh yeah," Shego replied, "you were at the fashion store when we showed up."

Kim looked confused. "What?"

Shego sighed and began to explain what had happened at Club Banana that morning. Reese smiled.

"Rose, you sure have a way of stirring things up," she thought. "Wait a minute, where is Rose?" Reese looked around, but could see no sign of her. Then her eyes fell on a white-haired girl sitting with the rest of the students. She hastened over.

"Hi, mom," the girl greeted her.

Reese looked down at her daughter. "What's going on?"

"Barkin made us sit here. Supposedly there are explosives in the school."

"You seen Rose?"

"Nope. Is she here?"

Reese nodded. The sound of sirens caused her to look back at where Kim and Shego were. An ambulance, fire truck, and bomb squad truck were pulling up nearby. Reese walked over to Barkin.

"Can I grab my daughter? She's got a medical appointment in fifteen minutes."

Barkin nodded. Reese thanked him and told the girl to follow her. She walked up behind Kim, motioning for her attention.

"Uh, excuse me, but is Ann Possible your mother?"

"Yes." Kim answered, puzzled.

"Do you if her schedule is still normal today?"

"Well, she took an emergency break earlier, but she should be back to work by now."

"Could you take my daughter to the Middleton hospital then? She's got an appointment with your mother in fifteen minutes and something just came up... so I can't take her."

"Sure, it's on the way home."

"Thanks." Reese took one glance at the medical personnel loading Elana into the ambulance and winced as she saw how black the girl's face looked. "Rose?" she asked.

Shego nodded in the affirmative.

A sigh escaped Reese's lips as she headed for her car. Upon reaching it, she noted that the front passenger seat was occupied. She got into the car and glared at Rose.

"What do you want?" Reese asked.

"To know why you came to take care of Jess after asking me to do it."

"You were taking too long. What do you really want?"

Rose simply handed her a small black box. "Is this what I think it is?"

Reese gripped it tightly. "Where did you find this?"

"Inside the school. There were five stashes of about fifty each. Enough to blow up half the neighborhood. I found a Jupiter gang member trying to detonate them."

Reese turned the box over a few times, looking concerned.

"How did the Jupiter gang get their hands on stuff like this?"

Rose shrugged. "Tommy had lots of connections." She got out of the car. "Well, I got places to be and things to do, as I'm sure is the case with you."

"Okay, I'll see ya 'round. Oh, and Rose,... try to stay out of trouble."

Rose smiled. "You know me, Reese."

"Yes, I do," Reese replied sourly. As she started up her car and drove off, the Kimmunicator rang out.

"What's up Scarlet?'

The hologram put her hands on her hips. "You were supposed to contact your 'client' today, remember? Are you still going to go with tomorrow night?"

Rose nodded. "Yes, tomorrow night it is."

Hope you enjoyed the chapter. I would make some dramatic spiel about what's in the next chapter, but it would probably innaccurate. :D