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Kim Possible: Super-Girl

By LJ58

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"You're…..what," Ann Possible asked as Kim called her that evening from her room at Upperton University where she had chosen to attend so she could stay close, and work with GJ while getting her standard degree out of the way before choosing her graduate path. She just chose to stay for her graduate work, too, and it was cheaper to stay in the dorm than rent just then.

"Mutating. Well, that's how Wade described it," Kim admitted as she talked to her mother. "I'm not sure what's going on, but…."

"I….. Call me, honey, before you leave. I'm going with you," Ann informed her daughter.

"Mom, it may be nothing, but…."

"Kimberly. Call me. I'm coming with you. Never mind. I'm driving up now. I'll not let you go off to see some…..medical hack….."

"Dr. Hamilton is a….."

"Former bio-weapons expert more than anything else. I've not forgotten his earlier work in Cadmus, either. No, I'm going with you," her mother declared hotly.

"That was him? Hamilton was actually with Cadmus," Kim exclaimed.

"He was. Although he should be retired by now at his age. I didn't realize they were still letting that man into laboratories of any kind. Who was the other one Wade mentioned?"

"Uhm, Jones. John Jones."

Ann murmured to herself over the phone, and finally admitted, "I don't know him. I'll ask Dr. Reiver. He might know him if he's any kind of expert."

"All right, mom. I'll just let Wade know you're coming with me. In case he has to clear it."

"You do that. And don't you dare try to ditch me, young lady. This is not something you need to risk alone," Ann told her.

"Mom," Kim sighed, her hand tightening on the phone. "I wouldn't ditch you."

Her mom's silence was damning.

"Okay, but in this case, I could use a doctor who I know isn't out to make me their next medical journal entry. I'll call Wade, and get him to let you know where to meet me."

"Good. In fact, I'm on my way up now. Just as soon as I make sure your brothers won't blow up the house while I'm gone."

"But isn't dad staying home this week…..? Oh, right," she sighed, knowing how clueless her dad could still be at times.

"Kim, seriously. Be careful, sweetheart. We both know this kind of thing can draw out some genuine lunatics at the best of times."

"Don't I know it," she sighed. "Bye, mom. Drive careful."

"You be careful, too, Kimmie," Ann sighed, and hung up.

Kim smiled at the wistful tone, the nickname spurring another memory that had her remembering someone else.

Then she went to call Wade to advise him she wouldn't be going to Metropolis alone.

KP

"Shego," Kim blinked, staring at the green-skinned woman who stood in the door of the motel room where she had met her mother after Wade told her to arrange a rendezvous on the edge of town for discretion's sake.

"Chop-chop, Princess. We don't have all day," the woman in a standard, if predictably green flight-suit declared as she eyed her with a smirk. "Wouldn't want to miss your appointment."

"All….day? You're my ride?"

"Nerdlinger said you needed someone that could get you to the Big M without letting anyone know, or track you. Well, who else do you know that could manage that one," the comet-powered woman grinned. "So, you want to get this show on the road. I'm double-parked out there," she said, jerking a thumb behind her.

Only then did Kim see the small, sleek mini-jerk parked in the middle of the motel's lot.

"Is that…..? Wow, how did even you get a XR-511? I thought they were…."

"Need to know, Kimmie. And you don't. Coming?"

"Mom, ride's here," Kim turned to shout into the room.

"Already," Ann asked, coming out of the bathroom brushing her hair.

"Ann," Shego now smiled at the older redhead, "How are you?"

"I'm fine. It's Kim that's worrying me."

"So, same as ever," Shego smirked.

"No. Not quite," Kim said grimly. "Did Wade tell you…?"

"He told me you needed a ride, and needed super-secret discretion, and no tails. Since you're not involving the Harpy in spite of stupidly working for her, I can only assume you've either finally grown a brain, or something is seriously off."

"You could say that," Ann nodded as Kim said nothing. "Only let's not talk here. We should be going. We don't want to miss Kim's appointment."

Shego nodded, and stepped back to let them leave, and lock the room.

"Let me just activate my van's security system," Ann said, aiming her key remote at her minivan, "And I'll be ready."

"You sure a car-alarm is going to be enough in this neigh…?"

Shego trailed off at the two Possibles' expressions, and rolled her eyes.

"Right. Almost forgot who I was talking to here. Let's go. Just be glad I have enough seats in this baby," she said, leading them toward the still idling VTOL that usually carried military markings. And wasn't usually painted green and black.

"My, Shego, how did even you get a new Air Force prototype recon jet," Ann asked.

"I learned from Kimmie here," Ann grinned, hopping up the ladder to climb into the cockpit. "I started cashing in on a few favors for services rendered."

"Someone gave you an XR-511? As a favor," Kim sputtered.

"Can I help it if you think small," Shego grinned. "Besides, a girl has to have a few luxuries. Even if she has given up more….profitable vocations."

"Well, I'm still glad you went straight."

"Hey, don't insult me," Shego growled as Kim and Ann settled into the smaller seats behind the pilot seat, obviously meant for a navigator, or co-pilot. "Now, strap in, put on the headphones, and get ready to hang on."

A minute later, the green and black jet rose into the air on powerful jets, and blasted away while rattling most of the windows in the area.

"Okay, now we can talk," Shego said as she switched only then on the comm-system. "So, Kimmie, just what is up? Why all the cloak-and-dagger? You're usually a lot more…transparent. You even still use that silly website, for heaven's sake."

"I'm mutating," Kim told her bluntly.

"Okay. And when you say you're mutating." Shego pressed.

"Wade thinks I have acquired some kind of alien DNA that is overwhelming my own metabolism, and it's rewriting my base genetics. We're going to Star Labs to see two of the leading experts on xeno-biology. Hopefully, they can figure it out for me," she elaborated.

"Yes. We hope," Ann agreed somberly.

"It's not because of those two green clowns we dusted," the comet-powered woman asked grimly.

"No. No, whatever it is, it isn't Lorwardian," Kim replied evenly. "But it is alien, and even Wade couldn't identify it. Which means, I could be in real trouble this time."

"Okay. Okay, yeah. I can see the need for the super-secrecy. I can just see Bets' pet science-geeks getting wind of this one. They'd be salivating for sure, and have you locked up, scheduled for vivisection before you could blink."

"No. That wouldn't happen," Kim declared.

"You'd hope it wouldn't…"

"Shego, I took out over twenty Henches in about three seconds, and then put Dementor in a coma with one punch. Does that sound like that loopy Stein could hold me now," Kim asked somberly.

Ann, who had already heard everything, still had trouble accepting it.

"Twenty men? In three seconds," Shego whistled, knowing even she wasn't that fast. "What else?"

"I also killed a man. I hit him so hard I shattered his face. Literally….shattered his face," Kim admitted with a grimace. "Another man was so hurt that he did die later. So, technically, I've killed two men now. Even I know that if I were anyone else, I'd already be in jail."

"Ouch. Suddenly I'm really glad I retired," Shego told her. "So, Nerdlinger doesn't have any clue on how you got the new, ah, upgrade?"

"No clue. Yet. He only knows my DNA is being rewritten, and it's all alien."

"Weird. Still, in this world…"

"I know. I know. I'm just trying to figure out how this happened. Because aside from big, green, and dim, I don't remember crossing any other aliens of late. You know, other than Warmonga."

Ann said nothing to that as they flew on in silence.

KP

Emil Hamilton still looked very much like his pictures. The only difference was he was slightly thinner, very gray, but still sporting a carefully trimmed goatee. Just then, he hovered over Kim with an almost manic glee as he took blood, tested her, and checked and rechecked his findings as he muttered more to himself than not over everything he was seeing as he studied every sample the moment he took them.

By contrast, the lean, saturnine Dr. Jones was a bald, solemn man of middle years that was very self-possessed, giving them studious looks as he worked, all while saying nothing.

Her mother had learned the man was a famed, if reclusive expert with a knowledge and skill that was unrivaled in certain fields. In short, he was much like Wade, only grown up.

"This is absolutely fascinating," Emil murmured again, stroking his goatee as he looked into the electron microscope. "John, I have to say, I never thought I would see this, but it actually looks as if….."

"Wait," Dr. Jones murmured, and turned to eye Shego before looking to Kim. "How well do you trust your companion," the somber man asked Kim as he studied the green-skinned woman.

"I'd trust her with my life," Kim told him bluntly. "So, how about you spit out whatever has Dr. Hamilton about to do cartwheels, and tell me why I'm turning into a freak? Again," she added sourly.

"Oh, hardly a freak, Miss Possible. In fact, you're a virtual miracle. No, a true miracle," the older man beamed.

"That enough, Dr. Hamilton," Dr. Jones cut him off. "I believe now that the findings are confirmed, we need to call Kal before we continue. And perhaps change venues?"

"Kal?"

The man gave Kim a very wan smile, and nodded.

"Kal-El," he told Kimberly. "Although, I do believe you would know likely know him better as….."

"Superman," Kim rasped as the powerful man in primary colors seemed to simply appear before her with the rush of wind that suddenly blew through the room.

"Whoa," Shego murmured, staring at the taller, blatantly powerful man now standing before them. "Hello, handsome," she grinned up at the timelessly handsome hero.

Superman merely eyed her, and then turned to Ann.

"Dr. Possible. Very nice to see you again, even under these circumstances. You're looking well," the hero nodded to her.

Kim gaped as her mother only smiled, and nodded back.

"As do you, Kal," Ann demurred. "So, do you know something about what is happening to Kimberly?"

"I think, as J'onn said, this conversation needs to be tabled until we change venues. No offense, Emil, but even Star Labs still isn't completely secure these days. Especially these days," he added grimly as the man sighed.

"Superman, are you saying…?"

"Nothing," Kal-El cut the aging scientist off. "I'm saying nothing. J'onn will explain what he can later. After I address Miss Possible privately myself. I hope you understand that I have to ask you destroy all of the tissue and blood samples you've taken, and you cannot record anything of what you've discovered to date?"

Emil looked pained, but seemed to deflate even as he slowly nodded.

"I understand, Superman. I'd be the last man to repeat old mistakes," he grimaced now.

"Good." Putting a finger to his ear, he asked, "Arrow. Ready?"

"Of course, I'm ready. Jeez, don't get your cape in a….."

"Arrow. Now," Superman cut off the man complaining in his ear.

Kim was just astonished she was hearing every word just as clearly as if she were wearing the same transceiver.

Then the world shifted, and the lab was empty except for Dr. Hamilton.

The older man suddenly left alone sighed as he eyed the samples before him. Considered again the initial assessments on his private computer. Then he sighed again, and pressed the delete key, purging the entire file. He then went to dispose of every biological sample taken from the genuine miracle that was Kimberly Anne Possible.

He knew Superman had reason to be careful about certain genetic research these days. It wasn't that long ago when it had almost led the world to literal ruin. Ruin he had helped bring about, to his shame. Still, he hoped Dr. Jones would be back to explain. He already knew Superman could be more than reticent to share anything with anyone of late.

It didn't help that over half the hero's former confidants and colleagues were aging, or even gone these days. Yet the Kryptonian himself remained young, strong, and vital. Virtually immortal.

Still, even as he destroyed the last of those incredible samples, Emil couldn't help but wonder about Kim Possible.

He had heard of her, of course. Who hadn't? She, and her unlikely team of misfits had taken out a genuine alien invasion when the League had been preoccupied elsewhere in space at the time. It had seemed unlikely, but even the President had honored the then mere high school girl with saving the world on more than one occasion.

Suddenly, he could understand just how the young girl's reputation might have been earned.

Too bad he couldn't share.

At least, not yet.

KP

"So, it's true," J'onn J'onzz asked Kal-El as the green-skinned Martian now revealed himself to them as he eyed Kimberly. "Those old rumors….?"

Superman currently stood with the Martian outside a medical bay on the Watchtower where Diana, the Amazon that once called herself Wonder Woman in earlier years was now herself checking Kim again with their own instruments. Medical instruments far more advanced than the best the planet had to offer just yet.

While the League did still work to protect the planet, and prevent certain disasters, they had long since learned that sharing certain technology they had in their hands would have only added to certain disasters.

Men, Kal-El had long since learned, didn't truly want panaceas, or even miracle cures half so much as they wanted new, and better weapons.

"It's true," Kal-El only grimaced at his friend and colleague. "That was not my proudest moment. To be fair, the woman did….blindside me."

"I do understand she did have a powerful psionic gift that could hypnotize, and even enchant any male with a pulse, as they say," J'onn smiled thinly.

"She did," Kal grimaced at a memory only he knew. "I broke free of her spell, obviously, but equally obviously, not in time," the peerless champion scowled as he studied Kim through the transparent viewport into the bay where Kim sat, watched by Shego, who seemed to be studying everything around her.

"If she is…..yours, how did she come here? Or stay undetected, and seemingly human all this time," J'onn asked him curiously.

"I didn't even know of the child at the start. Maxima, in a rare show of conscience, brought her to me not long after she was born. Almerac was facing another rebellion atop all else at the time, and the last thing she wanted was Kimberly being caught in the crossfire when the outcome of the war was still uncertain. She entrusted our child to me, to ensure her survival."

"Only she never came back?"

"Well, as you know, things escalated, as you know. There was Brainiac. Warworld, and Imperiex."

"Yes. Him," J'onn frowned. "So, how has she passed as human so long?"

"Again, it was Maxima. Her technology allowed us to rewrite the girl's genes to give her a human veneer so she wouldn't be discovered by our enemies. Either of our enemies."

"I see, and once arranged, you let Dr. Possible take her," he realized.

"I researched over five thousand viable couples before I approached them. Young, intelligent, and very moral, the Possibles were the perfect role models for young Kimberly," Kal-El told J'onn. "That the genetic overwrite lasted this long surprises me, but I'm glad it did. Still, this is going to cause more than a few complications."

"The least of which is the discovery of even a half-Kryptonian child on Earth," the Martian remarked dryly. "Your child."

"Yes," the powerful Kryptonian nodded. "Even I'm unsure of just what she might have inherited from me, or Maxima, but from the sounds of things to date, and the findings you made, she is going to become very powerful."

"Considering Maxima herself, who was no pushover, she could be more than any of us yet realize," J'onn remarked dryly.

Superman said nothing to that.

"Do you think we could restore the genetic veneer," J'onn asked after a moment. "Wouldn't it be better in the long run for all concerned?"

Kal-El sighed, and shook his head.

"First of all, I doubt it would work. We don't exactly have Maxima's original technology. Even if it could work, I'm not sure we have a right to try it again. I would be the last to deny I made a lot of mistakes with Kara," he admitted, naming his cousin who finally left for the future. Something he still felt partially his fault. "Still," he went on, "I won't repeat those mistakes. Besides, you do realize the young lady is apparently listening to every word we say," he asked his longtime friend, and comrade with a faint smile, and a nod to the redhead.

J'onn frowned, and glanced only then to study Kim who wasn't paying much attention to the device Diana was still running over her as she looked pointedly toward the observation port, and did indeed seem to paying particular attention to them.

"You think she can actually hear us?"

"It's not impossible," Kal-El told him. "And something put that scowl on her face. So, shall we go in, and tell my daughter she isn't who she thought she was? That her apparent parents were only guarding her for me?"

J'onn glanced at him now, and shook his head.

"And here I thought Megan showing up was trouble at the time."

Superman said nothing to that one as both heroes walked into the medical bay.

"Miss Possible," he nodded to Kim as J'onn now stayed silent.

"I did hear you," Kim said in a very soft voice, her expression grim as she eyed the two iconic heroes who entered the medical bay only then.

"Heard what," Shego turned to look between them, having been examining some of the tech laying around her in the futuristic medical bay.

Old habits had her assessing what certain devices might be worth, and how easily she might snatch a few things. Only that centerfold model in the glorified swimsuit seemed to have eyes in the back of her head, and seemed to be hyperaware of everything, and everyone around her. Diana, even Shego knew, wasn't active in the hero world of late as she now focused primarily on diplomacy, but the woman was no slouch. A single look told her that much.

Deciding to stay on her best behavior, Shego pointedly put everything she examined back after looking it over. Besides, she had promised to leave her old life behind. She did like to be a woman of her word. Especially to certain people.

"Princess," Shego asked her pointedly when Kim didn't immediately reply.

"Princess," Diana echoed, arching one perfect brow in a too-perfect face that annoyed Shego for some reason.

"She….calls me that. Shego has a lot of nicknames for people," Kim told the timeless Amazon she couldn't believe she was meeting.

Then again, she never expected to meet any of the Big Capes, as some called them, or overhear what she had somehow overheard through a wall, on board a space station, that was still headquarters to some of the most powerful heroes in the world. Maybe the galaxy.

"Well, Wonder Woman?"

"I wish you wouldn't call me that any longer, Kal," the Amazon sighed as she put aside the device she was using. "I have retired that mantle," she added.

"Sorry, Diana. Habit," the powerful hero smiled. "So, is J'onn right?"

"He is, and I'm astonished. I didn't realize you had ever had a child. Any child. If Lois were still alive…"

"Let's not bring her up just now," Kal-El told her grimly. "Kimberly, you and I obviously need to talk."

Kim just stared at him. Hard. Still, suddenly she understood why her mother had chosen to wait elsewhere at the start while they….checked her out. She couldn't help but wonder how much her parents had known all along, and had never bothered to tell her.

"Tell me everything," she told him, looking both furious, and yet dismayed.

"It's a long story," Kal-El told her. "But I hope you realize that we only had the best intentions in mind for you when I first approached your parents. It's why I let them raise you for me."

"Wait, are you saying…?"

"Shego, please. Not now," Kim said quietly. So quietly that even Shego paid attention to her just then.

"Do you trust her enough to hear this," Kal-El asked Kim with a glance at the green-skinned woman even he knew about, even if she weren't usually in their sphere.

"Yes. Right now, she may be the only person here I can trust," Kim said curtly, not even looking toward her mother, who had ironically just walked into the room to join them at that moment.

Ann said nothing, but looked more than uneasy herself just then.

"All right," Kal-El said, not remarking over Ann Possible's torn expression. "It began when a woman I once knew attacked me."

"A woman. Attacked you," Shego blinked incredulously.

"Shego. Let him talk," Kim said quietly.

To Ann's surprise, Shego didn't say another word as Kal-El went on, telling a story the surgeon had first heard over eighteen years ago, just before she had met, and fell in love with the daring, and beautiful little toddler that Kal-El had entrusted to her and James for her own safety.

To Be Continued…..