Sorry for the delay. I had this completed over a month ago but I felt that it wasn't right. The more I let it rest in my computer the more i re-wrote it. After a while I said fuck it and gave it to my Beta.
Anyways, at the end of the chapter the girls who Ron is paired with will be listed, and the response to Ann Breast size will be given at the end.
Sorry about this, but it seems I made a mistake. I forgot to add Yori into the Harem.
-A Deal with the Devil-
"Well, Shit!"
Those two words were echoed around the house. It was amazing what one could convey with those two simple words. It could mean hundreds of things on different parts of the world. It could be used to express horror, surprise, and sarcasm...
This time? Those particular words, they were used to convey all three.
Ron silently cursed Murphy from here to Timbuktu.
His day had been almost perfect too; sure there had been a few bumps here and there, but it had been perfect nonetheless...
Now, he was beginning to wonder that perhaps, it had been too perfect… nothing ever ran that smoothly for him.
Ron stared at the squatter that had taken residence in his home; this had been the last person he had wanted to see.
"Shego." He greeted softly, his voice ice cold. Just the thought of having her raiding his home - the home of his dead parents - made his blood boil with rage, and from the look of it, she had been here for a while, based on what she was wearing and how at ease she had looked by the time he arrived.
Shego was wearing one of his jerseys, to be specific, the white one with the number '10' printed boldly on it: It was relatively long and wide not meant for someone her size, as it reached all the way down to her thighs barely covering her thong (he could plainly see her smooth and long legs).
He also noted the half-assed job at mending some of her wounds. She had bandages wrapped around her arms, and legs. For now though, he chose to ignore it, as there were more pressing matters to attend to.
"S-stoppable." Shego began, stuttering. "How are you alive?" She blurted out, not knowing what to say to someone who was supposed to be dead.
"That doesn't matter." He replied coldly, closing the door behind him. "What does matter is that you are in my home; you are a criminal wanted by every single country in the world. Now I'll ask you again why are you here? Wanted revenge because I stopped Drakken's plan?" He growled.
Shego narrowed her eyes as she heard that, before a scoff formed on her face. "Let's get things straight." She growled. "I am not a killer, and I could care less about Drakken's failed plan. I'm here for one reason only, and that's to lay low." She claimed. "As you so plainly stated, I am wanted by the whole world, so I choose the house of a dead man to hide."
Ron begrudgingly agreed with her as she finished her explanation. There was no better place to hide than in plain sight; who would have thought to look for her here in his home?
"True, but now we have reached an impasse. I do not want you here, and by all means I should be calling GJ to haul your ass back to jail or to be given the electric chair if they still do that." He said.
Shego skin immediately gained a lighter tone.
"Y-you can't!" Shego blurted out fearfully. Even without the blond telling her, she knew that she was public enemy number one. It was pretty obvious when her face appeared on the next day everyday on every television station in the world but that wasn't what had her scared however. It was going to prison, that was in particular what had her scared.
Sure she could escape out of any prison they put her in, but the problem didn't lie in escaping, it was what to do afterward. All of her contacts had burned her since she was public enemy number one, and almost everyone in the underworld wanted her head, or her cash bounty. She had nowhere to go. She had no one she could trust.
Ron looked at Shego as thoughts ran through her head. He then asked, "And why not?"
Shego snapped her narrowed eyes at him, realising that this was Kim Possible's buffoon she was talking to. "Listen here Stoppable." She growled. "I can simply beat the shit out of you, tie you up and trap you inside a closet." She threatened.
Ron waved her threat of. "Really?" he drawled. "If I remember correctly, I destroyed you last time we faced one another; so how are you going to beat me this time?"
Shego glared at him, looking him over and for the first time, she noticed the empty sleeve, and smirked. "You lost an arm."
"Bravo, and you have perfect eyesight." He replied sarcastically. "Glad to see you can state the obvious."
Shego let out a deep growl. "I might be slightly banged up, but I can easily take you on!" She proclaimed.
Ron gave her a lazy smirk, "I doubt it." he replied. "But it doesn't really matter. Dr. Director, Head of GJ, knows I'm here." He casually stated, "Even if you trap me, which I doubt it, she would be here in a few hours or maybe even tomorrow." He said. "The point is, in the slightest chance you trap me, I will be freed, and you'll have more heat on you for doing that to the hero that saved the world from you and the oversized smurf."
Shego knew he had her if everything he said was true, this was check mate for her she instantly realised. Sure she could run away from this place, but she had nowhere else to go. The ball was on his court metaphorically and there was nothing she could do.
"So tell me Shego, what's stopping me from calling her right now and have her haul your pretty ass to jail?" He smirked sadistically.
"B-because..." Shego looked around fearfully thinking what she could offer the blond, after thinking about for a minute Shego let out a resigned sigh, "I-I'll sleep with you, I'll let you have your way with me, if you let me stay here." Shego offered, looking straight at the blond eyes.
Meanwhile, Ron managed to keep his face neutral, while on the inside he was gaping at her audacity. He had expected to be threatened; to be knocked out only to have her disappeared the moment he woke up, he expected a fight.
The last thing he expected from Shego was well… this.
He knew he could take her on if he had helped from the Jester, but that didn't mean he wouldn't get off without a few broken bones and land himself into a hospital again.
"Do it." The Jester whispered, trying to coax him into it, "Do it, Do it, Do it!" His other personality chanted in his head, getting louder and louder. "Do it you fucking virgin! We have her willing and ready!"
"She is not willing... but I can't say anything about the ready part." Ron thought back.
"So she offered herself to you!" The jester shouted, "Common you know you want some of her green muffin; who knows, it might even taste like mint." The jester teased. "Common she wants you to pet her kitty, scratch that itch, eat her muffin, and most of all she wants to get fucked! DO It! Or I will never forgive you!"
As much as the blond wanted to accept, he knew he couldn't as he had morals. It wasn't that he was a prude, no, he simply had morals and he was not about to take advantage of his prisoner like that.
He could smell the desperation on her, and as crazy as it sounded he admired her.
She was strong willed, powerful, beautiful, and confident these were the attributes he had yearned for before he became what he currently was - albeit he needed the Jesters help to become such a man - but in all his years of going against her he had never seen her so broken so... ready to give up without a fight.
The fire that usually shone brightly in her eyes deemed, and that was not something he knew he liked; dimly, he could hear the Jester yelling profanities in the back of his mind, knowing full well that he was about to reject sleeping with someone as hot as Shego.
Whether he admitted it or not, this was one of his toughest decision ever: if a guy ever turned down such an offer he was either gay, a prude, dumb, chivalrous and all around stupid and honestly, Ron didn't know which applied to him, but going by the obscene language the Jester was using he was all of the above.
Even if he wasn't gay it gave him something to rant about.
Sighing bitterly, he could not believe what was about to come out of his mind. He felt that his past self would have probably slapped him for rejecting such an offer. "No." He said, trying to steel himself. He really wanted to cry, and he almost did. Looking closely you could see a small amount of clear liquid gathering around his eyes.
It was a sad day for men everywhere.
"No!" Shego snapped her face flushed either in indignation at being rejected or embarrassed for offering her body, "What do you mean no? Am I not good enough for you? Is it because of my green freakish skin?" feeling little self conscious, it would not have been the first time her skin had put off a guy.
"No, no!" he replied, raising his hand in defense.
"Then why?" She asked furiously.
Ron simply chuckled at the kind of conversation he was having with one of the most hardcore women out there. He, Ron Stoppable, was being offer to have sex with one of the sexiest yet deadliest women on the planet. He had a feeling that man everyone would gladly give an arm or a leg to sleep with her, and frankly who wouldn't.
Long raven hair, bright green eyes, double D-cup breasts, toned stomach, and long smooth legs... She had the body of a model and an Olympic athlete. There was no fat on her body, her breast were big for a women her size, and had a heart shape face. All in all she was smoking hot.
"What so funny?" Shego growled her hand ready to ignite and burn the blond.
"That you are trying to talk to me into sleeping with you?"
Shego had the decency to blush and look away; true, never in her wildest dream would she have offered him the chance to sleep with her.
"The reason why I won't sleep with you is because I have too much of respect for you." He said.
Shego looked at him as if he was crazy, "Too much respect? What is respectful about whoring myself to keep myself out of jail?" She asked bitterly.
"Are you serious about this?" Ron asked turning serious for a moment, "Tell me, is this the first time you've traded sex for favors?" He was actually curious, but he wasn't going to judge he knew the world was not black and white and people did what they had too to survive.
That got under her skin, "You know what Stoppable! You know nothing about me." She snarled at him. "Not everyone has the luxury of living the perfect life like you and Princess, and I still can't believe I scratched the bottom of the barrel to have been rejected even by you." She laugh bitterly, "My whole life ruined because of Drakken stupid plot... you know what I'll leave before the cops come here." She turned around and walked towards the living room ready to pack.
Ron sighed thinking on what to do. He had to call Betty he really shouldn't keep this form her. He was associated with GJ and anything bad that he did represent them in someway.
The person who said 'there is no such thing a bad publicity' never had to deal with what he did.
"That is the most crazy and stupidest thing you have ever come up with…" The jester paused a bit before grinning madly. "...you know what? I like it. Go for it!"
He should have known the jester would have approved of it. He had a feeling that the Jester had a thing for the green skin women.
Did that mean he had a thing for her...
... Maybe...
"Shego, wait!" he called running towards the living room.
"What?" Shego turned around still in his jersey, but had a double bag with her clothes inside of it ready to leave.
"I'll do it." he said, "I'll help you."
Shego stared at him for a few moments and nodded. He walked towards him her hand reaching for the hem of her shirt and began to lift it up. Ron caught a look of her toned stomach and the underside of her breast and was about to see her lime green nub before he grabbed her hands and pulled her hand down.
"At least we knew she isn't wearing a bra under it." the Jester commented lewdly, "Those were some big-"
Ron immediately tuned him out, not wanting to hear his lewd comments.
Shego looked at him confused. He had just agreed to help her yet he pulled her hands down.
"I said I would help you. I never said what I want in return." Ron said, smirking as a plan formulating in his mind. He had so many ideas and so little time. He only hoped Betty would go along with it. "Since you have so kindly offered yourself to me. I get to decide what to do with you, and as of right now I own you, I get to decide what to do with you."
Shego looked at him flabbergasted. She could not believe that he was passing up – what she thought - was the opportunity of a life time.
"What?" she managed to utter.
"As I said, I own you. You gave yourself to me, so you belong to me." Ron repeated as he looked at Shego straight in the eyes.
Shego stood there, stunned at the gall of the blond.
"Now listen here Stopp-" she was cut off by the cold glared he threw her.
"No, you listen! I am willing to help you, I would hate to see someone of you skill rot in jail, but I will not hesitate to put you there myself." Ron growled harshly, "You offered your body to me, and I can do whatever I want with you. As of right now you have no say. I can do what I wish with you, and if at a later time I choose to..." Ron trailed off his eyes examining her body taking in her curves and her assets.
Shego instinctively placed her hand around her bosom covering herself forgetting the fact that she was wearing a shirt.
"You get where I'm going with this." he said, "Now is up to you if you wish to accept my help. If not the door is that way." Ron pointed at the front door behind her.
Shego bit her lip weighing her options. She could either go out into the world where she would be hunted down and maybe killed like a dog or stay and become the plaything of a teenager.
"Fine." she sighed in defeat, "What you want me to do?" she asked waiting to hear what lewd thoughts roamed inside the blondes head.
"Don't look so down Shego, I simply want you to do one thing." he said.
"And what would it be? Want me to strip down? Maybe a blowjob? What teenage fantasy do you want me to act?"
"None of that, but it seems that you seem quite eager to do some of those things..." he smirked at her, "...But as I said before, none of that, I simply want you to trust me."
Shego looked at him, confused.
"I'll be calling over." He finally said.
"WHAT!?" Shego screamed eyes wide open, "I will not be going to jail!" She said, as she readied herself to fight the blond to escape.
"Shego!" Ron shouted, "Relax I promised you won't be going to jail, I said to trust me. If you want my help I am willing to help you, but I need Betty to help me out with this."
Shego looked around listing her escape route.
Ron, meanwhile, grabbed the phone and pulled out a card with Betty's number.
"Hey Betty... no I'm fine, just calling to tell you about a guest that had been living in my home... it was a very green guest... BETTY! NO! I want you to come alone, and I mean alone just trust me… I know I am asking a lot, but this will benefit us both just please don't tell anyone... Ok I'll see you in 20." He hung up. He looked at Shego and said, "She'll be here in 20."
"How do I know I won't be locked up? And since when do you have such pull with the government?" Shego asked, as she looked at him suspiciously.
"Have you not seen me in the news? I am America's sweetheart. There are plenty politicians who want to get on my good side." Ron said. "Betty was simply the first to reach me, and we struck a deal that benefited us both, now sit down and wait, I promised that I will help you and I asked you to trust me."
Shego nodded reluctantly; she had no other options. She walked over to the sofa and sat with her knees under her chin. Ron sat next to her, but kept a good distance between the two.
"Tell me Shego, how did you get so banged up?" Ron asked studying all the injuries she had and some that were not covered so well.
Shego chuckle mirthlessly, " Notice that uh?" she replied sarcastically, "This was done by someone I thought I could trust." She spat. "After leaving Drakken like you told me to, I contacted a friend who had the skills to create me a new identity, thinking I could trust him. I failed to notice the extra muscle and extra fire power he had at hand, and when our deal was about to be finalized, he double crossed me."
Getting a far away look she continued, "They tied me up and were about to call in the authorities to cash in the bounty on my head. Of course, since they were all men, they couldn't help but want to dominate and conquer 'The Great Shego'." She growled.
Ron understood quite well what she meant, even the Jester hated the thought of rape. He might be evil, but he was not a sicko they had a moral code, and rape was crossing it.
"They all dropped their guard when they began to undress me. I managed to flare up my powers and began to rip them to shreds." She continued. "They might have gotten a few lucky hits in, but I left them all almost dead." She chuckled darkly.
Ron nodded in understanding. She was well within her right to do so (at least in his opinion).
"So tell me how come you haven't been found yet, I know for a fact Betty came here at least once to get me a set of clothes once." He said.
Shego chuckled, "I hid in your tree house. I jumped right out of the second floor." she winced touching her ribs, "It might not have been the best idea when I was still healing."
Ron thought he needed to have a talk with Betty.
"Ron are you alright?" A voice cut into their conversation and the sound of a gun loading was heard. "Shego, you move so much as an inch and I'll blow your brains out of your skull!" Betty warned, pushing the gun barrel against the back of the green girl's head.
They had been too busy talking that they had failed to even hear her come in.
Shego raised her arms knowing full well that if she move she was a goner.
"Betty, put the gun down." Ron slowly said.
"Not until you tell me what's going on." Betty replied curtly.
Ron gave a frustrated sigh, "Betty put the damn gun down. She means no harm."
Betty let out a low growl making it very clear she did not like it. She reluctantly placed her gun back into the gun holster on her right thigh.
Shego shoulder relaxed at not having a gun pointed at her.
"Explain." she, Betty, said.
"When I came home, I found Shego here. I was about to call you or let her go. I had a very tiring day and did not want to deal with her, She begged me to let her stay here and offered me a powerful incentive." Ron cheeks took a light pink hue causing Betty eyes to narrow.
"I decided to help her. I did not accept her offer, but instead she well she belongs to me. I came up with a risky solution that will boost GJ popularity among the people." Ron explained.
"Go on..." Betty said.
"What if we use Shego for her knowledge of the underworld and we have everyone believe that she was a double agent for GJ? Not only will it show your capabilities as an agency, it will cause people's faith in you guys return." Ron explained with a smile.
Shego gaped, looking like a fish out of water. "You want me to snitch!" She snarled as she stood up, glaring at Ron, "No way in hell, I have a reputation to uphold. Shego is not a snitch much less a do gooder."
"Well do you want to rot in a cell, to never see the light of day?" Ron snapped at her, causing her mouth to close with an audible click, "Now sit down. Remember what you offer me, and what you are to me."
Shego lower her head almost submissively.
Betty saw their interaction and only raised an eyebrow. Sighing, "It might just work. I have the power to authorize black ops missions. An ex-hero turning evil is who actually turned out to be a double agent sounds far fetched but I think I could make it work. It has it's risk but if it works it will help us a lot." Betty said her finger rubbing her chin thinking it thoroughly. "I would have to fake some papers and what not. But it could work." She hummed in agreement.
"Are you nuts!" Shego exclaimed.
"Do you want to go to jail? Because our plan could work with or without you." Ron snapped again.
"His right, there is a lot of risk for us and you get the most out of it." Betty commented looking at the green skinned villainess.
"Well, you're wrong." Shego mutter looking a bit miffed.
Before Betty could question what she meant by that, a pink blob ran up to Ron and grip his face hard.
"Rufus?" Betty and Ron said.
Ron pried the mole rat off looking at him while the mole rat cried squeaking 'Ron'.
"Rufus!" Ron exclaimed hugging the life out of him.
The heartfelt moment was ruined when Ron remembered who he had left Rufus with after he had 'died'. "Wait if you're here..." He trailed off.
"Ron!" A voice said, thick with emotion.
Minutes earlier
Walking out of the shower with a white fluffy towel wrapped tightly around her and another towel that was being used to dry her wet brown hair was Bonnie.
It had been a month since Ron had died. A whole month since she had been entrusted with Rufus who was currently eating a big block of mozzarella cheese. It still astound her how something that size could eat that much. The cheese was about ten times his size.
Walking out of the bathroom ignoring the news and the person on her bed, she walked straight to her closet her back to the person laying on her bed. She rummage through her enormous closet until she found what she was looking for.
She let the towel fall pooling around her feet leaving her in her birthday suit. She cared little for her modesty in her own home.
Rufus knew not to look and simply cover his eyes with his paw, but kept on eating as he picked pieces of the cheese that was next to him. Let it be known that the world could end, and the first thing Rufus would save would be any cheese in the near vicinity.
While the person on the bed simply look once admiring her beautiful mocha skin it was not too dark and not to light it was the perfect complexion that most strive to achieve. Her skin color complemented her brown hair, and eyes. Then there were her long, toned smooth legs that connected to one of her best assets. Her perky and plump bubble butt that attracted – more like demanded - attention from any straight guy in the near vicinity. It garnerd more than a few cat calls every time she wore clothes that barely covering her plump behind.
Above her rumptious buttocks was her wide hips and narrow waist giving her the perfect hourglass figure. It was a figure most women would kill for, and many opted to starve themselves in an attempt to achieve such figure.
Then there was her amazing bust.
Even from behind, they could be seen spilling to the side they were as tanned as her skin they were a sight to behold, and while many try to achieve her looks through surgical means the Brunet could boast that she was all natural.
"How are you feeling today?" the person on the bed broke the eerie silence. The voice sounded tired, and not the kind that came from physical activity it was more emotional.
Sighing tiredly, "Fine I guess." Bonnie replied as she slipped her underwear on which looked nothing more like dental floss. It was a set of strings connected to a small triangle that cover her front, and that was putting it mildly since one could still her nether lips.
She settled the piece of string between her supple cheeks and grabbed a black bra to match her G-string. She put on a white tube top held by two strings that looped around her shoulders. The shirt was very baggy causing her bust to look bigger. Lastly was a pair of shorts that barely cover her ass. They were very small and very tight around her ass barely restraining it.
"You can look now." Bonnie told the naked mole rat who had its paw around his eyes.
Rufus looked at her and gave her a wolf whistle and a thumbs up before going back to his cheese block.
Bonnie threw herself onto her king size bed causing the other person to jump upwards from the impact.
"Don't you think we should have him eat something else? He has been eating cheese only for the past month since... you know"
Bonnie looked at her with a mournful smile, "It's the way he copes with it Tara. We both know that he always fed him that and Bueno Nacho. We all have our way of mourning."
The now identify Tara look at her with a sad smile.
Tara Strong, Bonnie best friend and rival. They had known each other since 5th grade. She lived a couple of houses down from hers and their mutual liking for most things caused them to become best friends.
That and Tara was one of the few girls in school who could match her in looks. The girls had wavy long blond hair with striking blue eyes to complement her looks. They were always sparkling with kindness and innocence. It was one of the things that Bonnie liked about her. Tara was never one to hurt anyone and Bonnie did not have to watch her back around her.
Being on the cheer team caused her to have the body of a model. Much like Bonnie, she had an hourglass figure which enhance her already large bust. Admittedly her bust was slightly bigger than the brunette. Now one would expect them to sag since they were close to a triple D. But they hadn't they were as round as a ball albeit they had sag slightly like most breast due to gravity they looked more like muscle than fat. They almost looked fake, but Bonnie knew that much like hers they were obtained through hard work and lots of exercise. Her and Tara had the biggest bosom in the school followed by the their other fellow cheerleaders.
Of course, that wasn't the only thing going for her. She had a bigger buttocks than Bonnie. And while the brunette's was smaller and tighter the blond was round and plump. It fit the definition of a bubble butt.
"I know, I have been here since it all happen." There was some regret in her tone. She had been late to the Prom and had only gotten there after Kim and blown off the blond. She had only been told through the words of others. When she had heard what had happened she had wanted to go there and rip her a new one but her friend had beat her to the punch.
Then there had been the whole hostage situation in which she had been knocked out and had only managed to wake up in time to hear Bonnie's confession and to see the blond be taken away by a squad of men in blue jumpsuits.
Since then the two best friends had stayed together. Tara had stayed with the Rockwaller's for the whole month and neither parent of the girls had said anything. They had all assumed that they needed to mourn and had given them space. After being detained by a psychopath and seeing one of you classmates die they knew they needed each other.
Through the whole month, both girls had talked about a certain blond and their feeling for him.
Tara had inquired why she had giving her such a hard time of she felt the same for him. Bonnie had come clean and told her about her sister blackmailing her with some unflattering pictures of her, which had been taken during one of her private moments.
It had been one of the few times that the kind Tara had shown her claws and had tried to go to the room next door and claw her sister's eyes out. She could not believe that they would go that far just to maintain the Rockwaller name.
Bonnie's sister had been known as nothing short of perfect and had wanted for Bonnie to continue their legacy of Queen of Middleton like they had been.
Of course, Bonnie had managed to calm the blonde down and let bygone be bygones.. . for now. She was not just going to forget what they had done to her.
"Don't you wish he was still here?" Tara asked quietly looking at the ceiling with puffing red eyes.
"I do. Somehow he knew that I was being blackmailed by my sisters and took the abuse I dished out on him. I still have no clue how he could have found out, but from what I have gather from Rufus and what he said to me when he rescued me from that thing I know for certain that he was aware of it all." Bonnie replied trying her hardest to keep the tears at bay.
"He was the kind beyond belief." Tara commented before they fell into a comfortable silence.
*Squeak*
Their attention was grabbed by a high strong squeak from Rufus. They sat up and looked at the mole rat that was pointing to the television.
"Today in downtown Middleton we had gather to witness one of the most estrange trials ever. The ongoing dispute over one Hana Stoppable. The young girl no older than two was being fought over by her living relatives and the government. It was unknown as to why the government had gotten involved into a civil dispute when the girl was obviously meant to live with her family until today ..."
Both Bonnie and Tara wince at the mention of Ron sister. They had never actually spent time with her, but they felt bad knowing that she had lost her family. They both wanted nothing than to take her with them but they knew they couldn't.
" ... We have confirmation today that Ron Stoppable is alive. He was present at the custody hearing for his sister obtain custody of her..."
Both girls looked at the screen with hope shimmering in their eyes at the mention of the blond being alive. They both had tears running down their cheeks, but this time they were out of happiness as opposed to sorrow.
But their hearts froze at the mention of him living in a safe house.
"H-his alive!" Tara spoke out Bonnie's thoughts.
They had been cooped out in her room, barely leaving unless forced by their respective parents. But now they could stop moping.
"Home!" Squeaked out Rufus clawing his way to the door.
"Rufus where are you going?" Bonnie asked, she had been tasked to care for the little rat and she was not about to fail after taking care of him for a month.
"Home!" Rufus replied.
"Home?" Tara asked the mole rat, "Do you know where Ron might be?"
Rufus looked at her and nodded, "Home!"
Both girls looked at each other and quickly put on their sneakers on.
"Tara wait!" Bonnie shouted at her.
"What?" Tara turned around her hand inches away from the door knob.
"At least change." Bonnie commented wryly.
Tara looked at her attire before blushing and walked towards Bonnie's closet and took some of her clothes. She had on only her white panties, and the same type of shirt as Bonnie without a bra.
Tara quickly took a pair of small shorts similar to the brunette and raced off with Rufus leading them.
"Bonnie! Tara! Where are you going?" Mrs. Rockwaller asked as the two teens raced down towards the front door with Rufus in the lead.
"We'll be back later mom/Mrs. Rockwaller" They replied as they shut the door behind leaving a very confuse .
"Teenagers." Mrs. Rockwaller murmured before going back to cooking.
With Tara and Bonnie.
In their haste they had forgotten their cell phones, and purses. They had no way of calling for a cab or paying for one. So they had no other option but to follow Rufus on foot running as fast as their feet could take them. Thankfully they were in top shape due to their constant cheerleading practice.
20 minutes later, they had arrived at the Stoppable home. Both girls were panting, sweat dripping, and their shirts clinging around them. There had been several man whistling as they pass by as their chest bounce up and down as they ran.
Upon arriving they took noticed of the several pictures of Ron and several flowers on the door step. They had not been here since his apparent death so they had not seen the tribute he had been paid.
Rufus meanwhile went for the key hidden under a drain and opened that door. The mole rat rushed to the living room and saw a mop of blond hair and he simply tackle it.
"Rufus!" Ron exclaimed happily while Rufus squeaked 'Ron' over and over again. "Wait if you're here..." Ron trailed off, trepidation evident in his voice.
Bonnie and Tara at that point had entered the house and gone the living room. They had ignored the two other women and simply focus on the blond on the couch. They both gasp as tear ran down their cheeks. They were ecstatic to see him alive.
"Ron!" They exclaimed, as they rushed towards the blond, both tackling him to the ground his face smooch up between two sets of breasts.
Shego gave a long sensual whistle, "Atta boy, right there is every boys wet dream!" She commented dryly looking amused.
Betty on the other hand looked at them with her eyebrow twitching ever so slightly and her hand moving towards her guns.
Ron meanwhile was in heaven or hell. On one hand, he was as Shego had said, 'living every guys wet dream', having two sets of breast press against one face - and one seemed to not be wearing a bra therefore they felt like they spilling out of her shirt - on the other hand, his consciousness was slipping, and his lung yearn for some oxygen but the blond could not complain, if this was the way he would leave this world, he was certainly going to leave with the biggest smile he could muster.
"Alright get up you two, before you kill him." Betty barked with a little more heat than there should be.
Shego 'booed' Betty for ruining the amazing spectacle.
It was then the girls took notice of the two women and then looked down at the blond who looked a little blue with a happy smile on his face; they both blushed and got off him remembering where his head had been.
Contrary to popular belief, that was the first time a guy had been that close to their chest. They might have had several boyfriends, but none of them had gotten to touch them; they might have shared some heated kiss but never any groping.
Then Bonnie looked at the two women and immediately she recognize was Shego, after all, it was hard to forget someone with green skin and a bounty of five million dollars.
"You!" She hissed, her eyes narrowed and stood protectively over the blond, "What are you doing here?" she growled.
Tara being the level headed out of the two took notice of the other women 'Dr. Director in charge of GJ' it looked like they had interrupted something important.
"Me?" Shego looked around conspicuously, "I was simply watching the life being snuffed out of a young man through asphyxiation by those enormous pair of fun bags, kudos to you girl, by the way as those are one of the biggest pair of tits I have ever seen and from the look on the blond idiot's face he rather enjoyed it." She pointed out as they look at the wide smile plastered on Ron's face.
That caused Bonnie to flush.
"Alright enough!" Betty said before she moved towards Ron and began to shake him. When that did not work she gave him a good slap causing him to wake up.
"W-what who how?"
"Enjoyed yourself?" Betty asked dryly she would not admitted but she felt envious and desired to do the same.
"What happened?" he asked, "I remember Rufus then *Bam* something knocked me down. It was soft, squishy, firm, and toned." Ron described.
Bonnie and Tara blush bright red.
At this point they had no secret between the two and knew that both enjoyed having the blond between their breasts, but they had not expected it to happen this way.
It was then the Ron noticed the two girls and noticed their blush. Connecting the dots he blushed brighter than ever before.
Meanwhile the Jester was catatonic. This was their first encounter with that part of the female body, and they both agreed they rather like it –more like love it- it had been the most amazing feeling ever.
"B-bonnie, T-t-tara..." Ron stuttered nervously his face a blushing storm.
They both waved timidly, their cheeks adorning a light red hue.
There was an awkward silence before Betty spoke. "What are you two doing here?" She asked as she was looking at the two teens, 'more like hussies.' she thought disdainfully.
"We found out that he was alive, and Rufus guided us here." Tara murmured.
"Yea, why didn't you tell us you were alive!" Bonnie glared at the blond, but it was ruined as tears began to glisten around her eyes, "I was blaming myself all this time. Me and Tara we l-l..." her voice died down.
Ron flinched, her voice sounded broken.
"I-im sorry I wanted to tell everyone I was alive but I couldn't." Ron admitted.
Bonnie looked at him or a few second before she kneeled and hugged him again, "Just don't do it again. I- we have you back and we are not letting go." she whispered.
Tara looked at them with a smile and joined in. Bonnie had taken her right side and she his left pressing themselves as close to him as possible in fear that this was a dream and he would disappear when they woke up.
After a few seconds of hugging Tara felt something amiss. It was then that she noticed the missing arm.
"Ron, your arm." Tara said.
Bonnie looked and went to grab the sleeve and felt that it was missing.
Ron sighed, "I'll explain in the kitchen."
"Ron..." Betty said sharply giving him a look.
"I trust them." Ron replied, looking directly at Betty. They had a small staring contest before she gave in.
"Fine."
"Common lets go." He said, and the girls got off him. He then remembered something. "Betty could you please take Shego upstairs and get something that covers more skin?" Ron said blushing slightly.
Shego smirked seductively, "What you don't like that way I'm dressed?" she pouted, "You were staring at this ones for a good amount of time." She grabbed both her breast on her hands and lifted them up, cupping a feel, and gave them a squeeze.
Ron looked away blushing and missed the other three women glare at the green skin woman. If looks could, kill Shego would be nothing but a pile of ashes.
Shego shiver missing the looks, "Maybe I should change, I just felt a chill." she said and got up.
"I'll see what we can find." Betty said and went upstairs. Shego followed after her.
"You've a lot of explaining to do." Tara and Bonnie said; it might have sounded like a request but he knew better.
"In the kitchen."
It was half an hour later that Ron finished his tale, from the very beginning till the end, both girls were at the edge of their seat when he spoke of the gruesome parts. Of course, he left things that he deemed classify from them. "And that's about it." he said as he petted a sleeping Rufus.
After such emotional day from his small buddy, he was tired out and he had fallen asleep on the table while he told his story.
Both girls looked at his left arm with pity; their thoughts were along the lines of 'he doesn't deserve this'.
"Its fine." Ron spoke softly breaking their stupor, "I'll get use to it. I mean it was pretty hard when I woke up but I adjusted." He shrugged.
"That's... quite a story" Tara commented softly.
"Yeah, a grand tale." Bonnie said dryly.
"And I expect you to keep this to yourselves. We can't have too much information about Ron out just yet.." Betty said, with a tone that made it clear that it was not up to discussion.
Tara and Bonnie both nodded until Bonnie pointed at Shego. "But what about her?" She couldn't help but ask. She still didn't trust the woman, all she knew was that she was going to be living here with the blond for a while.
"That will be explained later on." Ron said. "There will be a press conference where a good chunk of it will be explained, just keep it quiet." He pleaded.
Both cheerleaders nodded reluctantly, not liking this one bit. Truth be told, they felt jealous and they weren't the only ones, a certain female spy felt the same way.
"Alright lets go I'll get you both home, and Shego, you better behave." Betty said looking at her watch. It was close to nine and she needed to go. She had a lot of paperwork to falsify for this to work.
"Fine." Shego said, as she rolled her eyes, "I won't harm your precious boy toy." She drawled, not noticing the effect that had on the girls.
"Shego." Ron gave a warning growl.
Shego stiffened and nodded, "Fine." She said, tsking and looking away.
"Common girls, I have to get you home. You can come another day, and through the backdoor, it is important that this place stay a secret from the media." Betty said.
Bonnie and Tara nodded. They understood that Ron wanted to have some privacy but then they needed to tell him something before they left.
"Could I- we talk to Ron in private?" Tara asked, looking at Betty.
Betty nodded, "I'll wait in the car, but make it quick."
"I'll leave you lovebirds to it." Shego commented leaving the blushing teens on the kitchen as she made her way to the second floor.
"So what did you guys wanted to talk about?" Ron asked.
Tara looked at Bonnie, they were both biting their lips.
Surprisingly, the first to act was Tara. She stood up and walked towards the blond and kissed him right on the lips. The pair enjoyed each other's taste and soon enough, Tara managed to slip some tongue in and began to wrestle each other but neither fought for dominance; it was simply for exploration purposes.
After a while, Tara pulled out panting, and looking at Ron flushed.
Before Ron could ask why she did that, a pair of hands grabbed his face and his lips were taken again, but this time by Bonnie This kiss was similar to the previous one except it was more needy, more passion, and had more groping on both parts.
Bonnie pulled out a blush spreading from her face to her neck as she, much like Tara, had never thought they would have the chance to do this.
"W-What was that for?" He asked, panting.
"We just wanted you to know that we like you." Bonnie said. "I know that you heard me talk in the gym that night and I don't know how you knew about my sisters, but I am glad you knew that I didn't hate you." Bonnie smiled, her cheeks adorning a bright red hue.
It was Tara's turn. "I know we never talked much in school, but I always liked you. I never approached you because I thought you had something for Kim." Tara said softly her white skin was much more red than Bonnie's caramel one.
"I- I don't know what to say." he replied unintelligently. He was very turned on right now from Bonnie's kiss.
Both cheerleaders giggled. "You don't have to say anything right now, will see tomorrow." Tara said. After that, she left with Bonnie in tow.
"God, bless their mothers for giving birth to them! Did you see that the blonde one didn't have a bra on?! They were there, right there for the taking and Bonnie is still as hot... they want us! Don't mess this up!" The jester said in an unmanly shriek.
"Shut up. I'm going to sleep."
"Whatever."
With that the blond headed upstairs. This had been a tiring day, and he wished for nothing more than a good relaxing sleep.
He entered his room and began to change and then after he did, he placed Rufus on his little bed and jumped onto his and he began to close his eyes… his eyes snapped open when a familiar voice grabbed his attention.
"Stoppable-san..."
Ron groaned in annoyance. 'This day didn't seemed to end.' He thought.
In an unknown chamber, while standing under a blinding violet color light was a figure: it stood rigidly like a soldier giving a report to his superior.
The figure gazed upon his comrades, and much like him, they were each under a blinding light of different colors respectively, however, each color matched the stone on each golden ring they all wore on their person.
The figure under the violet light had a golden ring on its side the word 'pride' carved on it.=, and like him, the other members held similar rings with different words carved on them, with each word representing an emotion within the emotional spectrum; it was time for business however.
"The boy is alive." the figure under the violet light, Pride, began. "I thought you said that he was dead." his accusing tone was directed at the figure under the yellow light.
"I was lead to believe he was." The figure under the yellow light, not being bothered by the accusation, replied calmly. "The head of Global Justice informed us all of his death. It seems that she lied."
"And it seems that he had some partnership with her." Pride shot back, sneering at the one under the yellow light.
"Enough." The one with the red stone commanded. "It matters whether or not he is alive. The question is: what are we going to do about him now? He's just proven to be a force to be reckon with."
"I propose we eliminate him before he becomes too big of a threat. The vermin's seem to be rallying behind him, and we can't have that." The one under the pink light commented.
"I agree." The one with the green stone calmly said. "It is better to take care of this problem before it grows any further."
"But this will have untold consequences. There will be other agencies looking into our movements." The figure under the light blue color light argued.
"True, but the long run over weighs over the short run." The one under the yellow light said.
"Yes that is true." The figure under the red light said, "Make sure you get it done." He address the one under the yellow light.
"What should I do for now? I see no reason on living with this family any longer; I think I've achieved my job." Pride stated.
"No, now that he is back we need you at your post. Gather as much information as possible. I think I remember fighting beings with similar powers as that human and if I am right we might have a problem in our hands, if it's just him alone it would be no problem, but if they are who I think they are, then he will most likely have 7 other partners, all females." One of the figures mused out loud. "I'll have to look through our mainframe and see. Some of those vermins must have escaped and sent a warning to these humans; there were several that had escaped and it seems we found some of their pods."
"Anyways stay and simply observe." The one under the red light ordered. "Then send a team to take him out; If he dies then I was wrong and there was no cause for worry, but if I am right then he will most likely survive and make our stay here worth our while."
The rest nodded, agreeing with him.
Soon the screen shut off, and the figure under the violet light stepped out of the hidden room.
Pride walked out of the room and a wall hid the door behind him. He couldn't have anyone knowing about the room.
He walked up the stairs and was met with a sigh he loathed. He had been living this life for five years now, and each time he lived with these… humans, he wanted nothing more than kill them all.
"Hello honey." His 'wife' greeted, as she kissed him. "What were you doing down there?" She asked as she began to cook dinner.
Pride wanted nothing more than to scowl, thoughts of getting on the kitchen knife and stabbing her cross his mind.
"Nothing much." he smiled with warmth, hiding the ugliness behind the mask, before he took his normal spot and began reading the newspaper like always.
"...So what's for dinner?"
"Yori." Ron said, between exasperation and happiness. It had been a while seen he had last seen the very beautiful asian girl.
"Stoppable-san." Yori began, "It is good to see you again." She gave him a traditional bow bending to a ninety-degree angle.
Ron gave a bow of his own, "It's good to see you again too Yori." he replied smiling warmly at the girl unknown to the effect he was having on her.
Yori's ninja cheeks were bright red underneath her ninja mask and her heart seemed to be skipping a few beats.
"Not that I'm complaining, but what are you doing here? Is this about the sword, because I had no idea I could summon it. GJ has it in custody, and I swear I'll do anything to get it back!" He said getting nervous by the minute seeing that she had yet to moved an inch from her spot.
Yori was snapped out of her fantasy with a muscular Ron doing some rather naughty stuff to his ninja, "W-what?" she stuttered.
"You aren't here about the Lotus Blade?" he looked at her confusedly.
"N-no, I am here to just see how you are doing." She said, as she looked away, trying to hid her blush and forgetting that she still had her ninja mask to hide it anyways.
"Oh." he sounded surprised and pleased, "I'm doing as fine as I could be,, you know as a man without an arm can be." he chuckle bitterly, "But how are you doing, and what are you doing in Middleton?" he asked changing the subject to a much brighter one.
Yori decided to remove her mask once she felt her blush had finally receded "I am doing fine, Sensei has ordered me to guard you and the Blade until you can go to Yamanouchi." She answered. "The sword has chosen you therefore it belongs to you, Stoppable-san."
In truth she hadn't been order to watch over him she had volunteer to do so.
"Chosen?"
"Yes, Chosen," she replied, and seeing his confused state she began explaining, "The sword has chosen you as its rightful wielder. We no longer have any say on how or where you use it, it is yours and the Yamanouchi school is at your disposal." She bowed, her hand at her side.
"Sure..." he replied, a little weirded out about this whole thing
He remembered being told something about being the chosen one to call the sword back like a dog once, but he really wasn't paying attention. At that time the blond was suffering from Nacho withdrawal.
He only remembered the big events and forgot the smaller ones.
"You can... not bow to me anymore." Ron said rather awkwardly, seeing that she was still in the same position, her hands at her side and bending at a ninety degree angle.
Yori stood up straight after Ron's command; to her it was a command to Ron it was a simple suggestion.
"So Yori how did you know that I was here? No one knows I am here so how did you?" Ron asked.
Yori was about to replied when there was a knock on his door. Yori took action and blended into the shadows seemingly disappearing into the darkness.
The blond admitted it was a cool trick, being able to blend into the shadows like that was an amazing skill. It made him wish he had taken his training seriously the first time he had gone to the school.
Ron walked over to the door and opened it, and lo and behold the green skin goddess stood, in her rather revealing attire she had on earlier - She had on the small thong and his large shirt on again.
He was not going to say anything, mainly because he was tired and for all he knew that was her sleeping attire. "Yes?" He asked.
Shego didn't know what to say to the blond. She was a guest in his home, and not the welcomed kind. "I- i heard some noises." She cursed herself for stuttering.
She was the Shego for heaven's sake she did not stutter; she cursed him for having this effect on her. She was known to be one of the most deadliest person in the criminal world, yet here she was barely managing to speak out a sentence.
Ron ignored the slight sutter and raised an eyebrow, "So? how is that any of your business?" He asked neither denying nor admitting it. It wasn't like it concerned her in anyway, this was his business, he was going to deal with it on his own.
For her part, Shego looked a little shocked, but then again it fit his new personality, something she was still coming to terms with. He was almost like her: snarky, sarcastic, and did not seem to take lip from no one; she was - if only a little - impressed.
She shook herself out of her slight stupor; her mood did a 180 and went from nervous to very much enraged.
Shego was still thinking about the spinless sidekick that followed the princess around… a very big mistake on her part. "Listen here Stoppable-"
She was then suddenly slammed harshly against the wall with a hand tightly wrapped around her neck, being stared down by a pair of cold brown eyes; it was then she realised her mistake.
This was the new Ron the one that had put her in her place just a few hours ago.
"No, you listen you bitch." He snarled at her. "You came to me begging to help you. You were willing to do anything and Everything to be allowed to stay here." He reminded. "This is my house and you are my guest; you have no right to demand anything from me! Remember what you are, I own you!"
The blond made his point by looking down towards her torso, he place his leg between her legs and lifted it towards her core grinding it slightly against her core.
"I can do everything and anything to you as you offered yourself to me. I will not take any lip from you. It might have worked with Drakken but not with me."
Ron let go of her throat and gave one step back.
Shego glared hatefully at the blond. She hated feeling weak, and powerless. It was something new, and while she hated it, yet she also felt an undeniable thrill. In all her life there had been no one to do what the blond had just done now.
Not even her brothers.
He had stood up to her; she had always wished to go against someone that could wither beat her or go toe to toe with her, and contrary to popular belief, she had never actually used the full extend of her abilities against Kim.
To Shego, Kim was human.
She was too soft and breakable, she held back in fear of actually killing the redhead - Shego was many things, but the green skin women drew the line at murder. She had a code and she had moral that she was not willing to break, and killing was at the top of the list - killing was the only thing she was never willing to break or bend her morals for.
She was kind of glad that she found someone she might be able to fight her at her best.
Shaking herself out of her thoughts, "If I wasn't so injured I'd gladly mop the floor with you." She hissed rubbing her throat.
Ron looked at her in mirth, "Do you honestly think I couldn't take you? I have one arm, and you are slightly banged up. We already had this dance when you were at your best and I had my other arm." He said. "What makes you think you stand a chance even when you healed completely?"
He wasn't lying.
He could take her with the help of Jester. Combined they were strong, and separated they were weak… the Jester had commented that in the near future they would unite making one persona instead of two, as at the moment he was incomplete, but he knew it was only a matter of time before he was united with his other half.
Meanwhile as the blond talked to the raven haired woman, Yori looked in astonishment as the blond grabbed the women by the throat and threatened her.
Yori was aware of the deal the blond and the woman had struck a few hours ago. Her sensei had assured her that after the woman in the blue skin suit had taken him to the hospital. Ron had made it through whatever ordeal he had gone through, so she had been ordered to simply wait for him to make his appearance again and during that month, she had been steadily losing hope in ever seeing him again.
Her sensei had said that she had to be patient and wait.
Yori had tried to coax the location of his whereabouts but the old man simply said to wait; so it was a great relief when she was order to go to his home and wait for him.
It had been a surprise when she found the green skin woman, and she had wanted nothing more that to teach her a lesson. Yori recognised her as Drakken's sidekick, the man responsible for putting Ron in such state, but she had stayed her hand at her sensei's request.
She was ordered to wait for Ron.
She had been inside his home for hours, and therefore had heard everything that went on in the house: the deal between Shego, and Ron, the confession between the two cheerleaders and Ron... that part she was none too pleased with.
So in reality, seeing this new Ron should not have been so surprising, seeing how he had handle Shego a few hours ago.
But, it still caught her by surprise how fast he had her by her throat. He was definitely not the same Ron she knew, and she really hoped that not all of the old Ron was gone.
Yori shook her head and went back to listening on the other two.
"Fuck you!" Shego spat.
"Now now that isn't the right way to talk to your future employer; that attitude might have been alright with Drakken, but not with me." Ron said. "I don't mind the way you act, but I will not stand for such disrespect so you better get your head on straight Shego. I'm the only thing between life in prison or out here."
Shego growled, knowing that he was right when he pointed out that there was nothing she could do. It was prison or this.
"See? That wasn't so hard now why don't you-" He froze mid-sentence when he noticed a red dot aimed at Shego's chest. "- get down!" He shouted, grabbing Shego's arm and pulling her down with him, just in time before a barrage of bullets was heard and a number of holes appeared where she had been standing.
Ron looked at his pink friend. "Rufus! Get to the panic room and stay there!" He shouted through the noise, as he laid on top of Shego covering her from the flying bullets.
Rufus, who at this time had woken up from the loud blast, looked around trying to find out what happened. When he heard Ron shout at him to get into the panic room, he at first shook his head, but he thought about before he went there, knowing that he would only get in the way.
Ron sighed at seeing the pink mole rat go into the room. He knew that it would be the most secure place in the house only accessible through a hidden air duct that few knew.
It was a blessing that his parents had built that panic room for him, which was more like a bunker that was built with seven inch thick steel walls and by no means was it impenetrable; the door could be opened from the outside with Rufus's and his fingerprints, and with time and a blowtorch they might be able to get in, but for now it was ideal for hiding his friend there.
He just had to take care of this little problem first.
"Yori, I'd appreciate a little help!" Ron shouted, still covering Shego and his head with his only arm.
Shego looked at him as if he had grown another head.
Yori appeared from the shadows in his room with ninja stars between her fingers and a sais on her other hand.
Shego look startled at first. Seeing a woman come out of the shadows dress in all black with ninja weapons at hand kind of did that.
"Your hired a ninja!?" Shego blurted out.
Ron deadpanned. "Is this really the time to ask such stupid question?"
Shego had the decency to blush.
"Are you ready to begin you first day as my bodyguard?" Ron asked with a grin.
Shego growled, "Yes, now get off me. I don't take kindly when someone shoots at me."
"Good." Ron replied.
*Bang* *Bang*
There was a loud bang and the sound of glass breaking was heard. A number of canisters fell on the floor and smoke began to pour out of them.
"Shit." Ron cursed, "Shego, Yori downstairs now!" he ordered as he got off Shego and ran downstairs; Shego and Yori followed behind him.
"Who are they?" Shego asked from behind him, her hands already ignited.
"How the fuck should I know? They don't seem to keen in a talking mood, do they?" He replied sarcastically as he ran down the stairs.
Then the sound of several automatic Assault Rifles and Sub Machine guns echoed around the house. Pieces of woods were flying in the air as the bullets destroyed everything in their path.
"Stoppable-san we are at a disadvantage. They have superiors weapons, and are an unknown in numbers." Yori spoke.
"No shit!" Shego said, throwing a few balls of plasma out the window in an attempt to keep them away and buy time, but Ron chose to ignore what they were saying in favor of thinking of a way out of this mess.
"We need to fuse." Ron said to the Jester.
"I know, we might not survive this, but we are taking as many of those Fuckers down as possible." The Jester growled, "And if we die a virgin because you refused her, I'll hate you for eternity!"
"Is this really the time for this!?"
"Yes."
Ron growled in frustration at his other persona. It acted so calmly in such dangerous situation and made random lewd comments at any time. It was annoying as hell.
"Yori do you have another Sia with you?" Ron asked looking back, surprising both women. He looked calm, his eyes giving off a soft blue glow that was very visible in the low light.
"Hai." Yori said before she handed him another one as she reached behind her pulled another one out.
He was tempted to ask where she kept it, but knew it was not the time or place to do so.
"How are we getting out of this?" Shego shouted.
"We wait until they get in, then we take them out one by one." He replied.
Ron ran towards the kitchen his head lowered as bullets flew above him.
"Stoppable this isn't the time to make a sandwich!" Shego reminded him.
"Just keep watch." Ron replied, before he began to break the toaster, microwave, refrigerator, and anything remotely mechanical. He then began to build something the look like a small gun.
"What is that?" Shego asked.
"It doesn't have a name since I just invented it, but it will knock back anything within a five foot radius. All I have to do is aim it and it will release a subsonic sound." He said, working as fast as he could using the screwdriver he found in one of the drawers and a mix of kitchen utensils.
Once he was done he went to the kitchen sink and brought out a couple of water bottles and cleaning chemicals.
"Are you making a bomb!?" Shego asked, an incredulous expression on her face, "When the hell did you learn to do that?"
Ron smirk, "My dear sidekick, have you forgotten who you talking too?"
Shego gave an involuntary shudder several flashes of sharks and a tank cross her mind.
"Shego-san, I require your assistance!" Yori said.
Shego looked at the ninja and saw that a couple of men were about to breach the front door. Immediately, her hand glowed brighter and she shot two separate plasma balls at the door blowing it up and the men behind it.
Yori followed up by throwing a few ninja stars afterwards, and both women were pleased to hear several thuds.
"Stoppable, are you done there?" Shego shouted as she kept on shooting plasma balls at the front entrance. She knew she wasn't hitting anything, but it bought time for whatever the blond was doing. She doubted any of them wished to be burned by Shego's plasma balls.
Yori meanwhile was guarding the back entrance. It was their most vulnerable spot since it was the closest and if the bad guys actually enter they would have no place to take cover.
"Done!" He shouted, "Shego, Yori, get over here!"
Shego walked towards him, panting as she did. She was tired, injured and exhausted. She had literally burnt her energy - and by extension herself - up; that was an incredible amount of power she had used. It caused her body to heat up and slowly burn itself.
For her part, Yori was simply running out of projectiles to throw. It wasn't like in the movies where the main character had an unlimited amount of ammo to play around with.
"Here take this." He said, as he gave them both two water bottle each.
They were filled with a glowing liquid.
"What is this?" Shego asked.
"They're flash bombs; there was nothing in here to make anything lethal so I made this and while it might not kill them it will give off a loud bang, and a big flash. It will temporarily slow them down, during that time attack them." He explained. "Now, help me block the door, that way they can only come through the front door and the windows that are in the front."
Shego and Yori both nodded and blocked the entrance with the chair and big dining table then they moved to the hallways and waited for them to enter… a few minutes later, a group of armed men entered with their guns held up and night vision goggles around their heads.
"Shake the bottles and throw it." Ron whispered at the two women.
They shook the bottles and threw it at them.
It all happened in an instant - there was a big flash and a loud bang - Ron, Shego, and Yori all moved at a speed that was above human; they disarmed the armed men, and knock each of them out.
"That was easier than I expected." Shego commented.
Ron facepalmed himself, "Shego, you never say that... ever!" He groaned, and true to his words after he spoke them, there was a loud roar from the back and a loud *Boom* that shook the whole house… then a big hulking monster appeared in front of them, snarling loudly.
All three humans thoughts summed up to one word.
"Shit."
To be continued.
A/N
As you can see or read. I am not that great at writing action scene. So I am sorry if it disappoints all of you.
Anyways, As of right now the Poll is being close.
The Harem as of right now is: Shego, Betty, Bonnie, Vivian Porter, Tara,Yori, and Ann.
For those that wanted Monique I am sorry, but she was behind Tara for about 10 votes. It was a close one, but she did not make it.
And kudos for the person who figure out that the colors for each of the Illuminati ring represented the Seven Deadly Sins. I had hoped more people got it.
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Oh, for those that Asked about Ann breast size before she had them reduce look up Christina Hendricks. She is what I feel Ann should look like before her breast reduction. Not sure what her measurements are, but you get the picture of what she is supposed to look like.