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Kim Possible: Super-Girl

By LJ58

4

"Your new battle-suit was responsible," Betty Director arched a single brow skeptically as she eyed Kim sitting in her office.

"Yes. Wade managed to do something with anti-matter that lets me fly. He figured out how to harness something from the Lorwardian tech, and since my genetic fluidity was making me….stronger anyway, he felt he could turn the suit to other uses," Kim adlibbed.

"I see. That could certainty be useful in certain circumstances."

"Well, it's better than needing a parachute, and not having it," Kim admitted earnestly. Something that had happened on more than one occasion.

"Yes, I see. And the car you demolished?"

"You tell me. Just why was WEE after me in the first place?"

Betty rolled her single eye now, and shook her head.

"We just closed a leak I should have noticed before now," she admitted. "One of our new researchers was selling classified operational secrets to anyone with the cash. His usual customers were Third World clients, but Sheldon has always kept a close eye on Global Justice, as you know."

"Yes," she muttered. "So, do I have to worry about Gemini now?"

"No more than usual," Dr. Director told her.

"And your….experts?"

"They're reviewing Wade's models he sent us now. We would like you to come in for a new physical, though. Frankly, if you can demonstrate that you are getting control of your…..surges, I don't have any issues with you returning to the field. Of course, the Upperton Police still would like you to give an official report regarding your actions yesterday. As well as why you took off?"

And if that weren't a less than subtle hint, Kim didn't know the woman.

"That was because I was still working out the kinks with the control mechanism for the new flight-mode. It's not as simple as my old jetpack," she told her. "Or even my Roth," she added, sticking that less than subtle reminder in that it was Will who had started the entire fiasco over her car's actual status in the eyes of the government.

"How so," was all that Betty asked.

Kim only shrugged.

"It's got something to do with neural-kinetic pulses, and that kind of thing. Wade could tell you the details better than I could. Anyway, I apparently twitched wrong, and it sent me straight up before I could remember how to stop it. I got down, though, and it's pretty much under control now," the redhead told her.

"I don't suppose Wade would share…..?"

"He's still upset you didn't stop the FAA and the NRA from putting a classified seal on the Roth. Among other issues," she added blandly.

"I've noted your...car still hasn't shown up," Betty reminded her.

"No, it hasn't, has it," Kim agreed blandly. "I'm sure it will. Eventually."

"Eventually?"

"Blame Will. He's the one that insulted Annie."

"Annie. Right, the prototype AI controlling what could now be considered a WMD in the wrong hands."

Kim looked right at her now, and asked, "And were those hands mine? You never did say."

Dr. Director made a dismissive gesture, and closed the file on her desk.

"Just tell me something. Are you wearing your new battle-suit now?"

"What do you think," Kim smirked just a little smugly as she rose into the air, hovering a few feet over Dr. Director's desk as she pulled up a sleeve to show the off-white sleeve of her familiar battle-suit.

"A simple response would have been adequate. Please, put your feet back on the ground, Agent Possible," Dr. Director demanded.

Kim's smirk didn't fade as she dropped back down to the ground.

"So, you are apparently controlling it with more ease now?"

"I've been getting used to it," Kim agreed. "I'm thinking of changing the look, though. New look to go with the new tech," she shrugged.

"I suppose Wade won't be releasing the technology behind this suit, either," she tried again.

"He's still upset your poster boy for rigid thinking blocked him from patenting any of the modular inventions he created from Lorwardian tech. You really do need to pry that rule book out of Du's…"

"Kimberly," Betty growled.

"Hands," the redhead told her. "His hands. He takes it far too seriously. Then there are those military minds out there that think he should be building them better weapons."

"That aside, you don't take our procedures seriously enough, Kimberly. That really does need to change if you are going to keep working for us."

Kim eyed her coolly.

"You know, Agent Fyne already pushed me pretty close."

"Close to what?"

"Quitting."

"Is that what you intend? Do you honestly think that you can still go back to your independent operations now?"

"You probably wouldn't want to let me, would you," Kim stated baldly.

"It's not my intentions that matter. There are legal repercussions for all we do, Kimberly. Or don't do. And you are dangerously close to crossing a line that may….."

"I wonder if you guys would try that one on the League," Kim murmured.

"What," Dr. Director scowled now.

"I have noticed that you tend to avoid the Big Capes. Or even any other independent heroes you don't deem…..powerful enough. Or useful enough. I did notice you dropped Team Impossible once your so-called experts scavenged all their available tech, and secrets," she stated blandly, but looked far from understanding. "You actually made me feel sorry for ever recommending you to them."

"Their skill set was hardly invaluable….."

"And I suppose once you get your hands on Wade, you won't really need me, will you," she asked.

"Kimberly, I think you're overreacting….."

"Or was it Ron you were still trying to hold on to when you almost locked us both up just because Ron and I broke up? I found out it was Will again that leaked our breakup to the press before Ron tried holding an interview himself to explain. But only because Will made it seem like I was about to knife Ron in the back. You know, sometimes I wonder if Shego doesn't have a point about you," Kim complained.

"That woman is hardly the best role model to emulate," Kim was told now as Dr. Director finally lost her aplomb, and actually looked angry.

"Because she wouldn't let you dupe her?"

"Because she's still technically a felon, and the only reason she was ever pardoned was because half the world knew we couldn't hold her anyway if she didn't want to be held."

"So, helping us stop Warmonga and Warhok had nothing to do with it?"

"One act of blatant self-interest does not wipe out a lifetime of criminal acts," Dr. Director pointed out curtly.

"So, you don't believe in second chances?"

"Kimberly, that woman has had third, fourth, and fifth chances. What did she do? She…."

"She's keeping her nose clean now," Kim pointed out. "She doesn't even see Drew."

"That's what she'd like you to think," Dr. Director murmured.

"Let me guess, you have evidence to the contrary?"

"It didn't take much….."

"Which implies you were still stalking her."

"Global Justice does not stalk anyone," Betty sputtered.

Kim eyed her more than coolly now as she stated, "Really? Then why have I had two agents on my heels ever since we brought Dementor in? Yet they were nowhere around when WEE tried to run me down in the streets?"

"They were only there to….."

"Stalk me," Kim said, and reached into her pocket saying, "Lines."

"What….?"

"That line? You crossed it with me," Kim told her, and dropped her provisional agent's badge on her desk.

Dr. Director eyed the leather case with her badge, and didn't have one doubt that Kim had come here today with the sole intention of throwing it in her face all along.

"And Ronald?"

"Ron, as I've said more than once, is a free agent. Contrary to certain opinions, I don't control him. Nor does he control me," Kim told her. "Bye, now. I have an appointment with a new job."

"What new job," she exclaimed as Kim turned toward the door.

Kim didn't even look back as the door closed behind her.

She eyed the door for all of three seconds before reaching for her intercom. She was about to take a calculated risk, but it couldn't be helped. To manage what was necessary, she had to do what was likely going to be expected of her.

"Stop Agent Possible. I want her taken into custody now," she ordered.

"Agent Possible," her secretary asked over the line, the frown audible in her tone.

"Yes. Have her taken into custody now."

"Yes, ma'am, but she's already leaving…"

"Just do it," Dr. Director growled, even as a klaxon began to wail through the secret, underground base.

Dr. Director was the only one not surprised when one hour later, not only had Kim Possible not been found or captured, but every current blood or tissue sample taken from her of late had somehow been removed from their labs. Along with all the data on her medical status.

"As expected," she murmured to herself, not letting even Will Du see just how pleased she was with the results.

KP

"Thanks, Ron," Kim told him as she took the satchel from him that contained all the research on her from Global Justice Labs. "This really means a lot to me," she told him.

"Hey, like I always say," Ron smiled, "Just because we're not officially together any more doesn't mean the Ron-Man doesn't still always have your back."

"Well, I do appreciate it," the redhead told him. "And, just so you know, I think I'm out for good. I get the feeling they'd rather have me in their labs, than on their team. If you know what I mean?"

"I got the same vibe from overhearing some of their doctor-talk while I was inside," Ron told her. "Still, I get the feeling there is something more going on than they even knew. Wade hasn't gotten back to you," the young hero asked her.

Kim sighed, and opened the pouch to look through it.

"I'd better let…..Wade check this out, and see what they were probably up this time. I really have to go, Ron, but…. Thanks. I mean that."

Ron just nodded as Kim turned, and disappeared into the shadows beyond the building where they had met outside of Global Justice's cover exit.

He frowned, realizing Kim had not actually answered him, and then glanced back at the nearby building where four different agents emerged, and all ran for vehicles. Two driving off, and two flying off, obviously still looking for Kim.

"Okay," he told Wade a moment later after he pulled out his own communicator. "I may not be the sharpest ninja in the world, but something is seriously off with Kim," he told the young genius. "So what is it this time," he demanded of his longtime friend and ally.

"I can't say," Wade told him.

"You don't know? But you know everything," Wade was told by an incredulous Ron Stoppable.

"No, Ron. I can't say. It's one of those secrets I don't have the right to share. When, or if Kim wants to say, it's up to her. I can't say anything."

"Just tell me, she's not dying, is she," he demanded.

"No, Ron," Wade sighed heavily, sometimes wondering how Ron's mind worked.

"Then, is she still mutating? Again? You know, like that time she almost turned into a monkey? Or…."

"Ron. You will have to talk to her. If she is ready to share. But you can't let GJ know where she's at, or where she's going."

"I don't know myself," Ron sputtered.

"Well, that's good," Wade assured him. "Then they can't find out."

"But, Wade…..!"

Only the younger teen had just hung up.

Something told Ron he wasn't going to answer again, either.

He frowned, and then considered the facts.

GJ had just chased Kim out of their own HQ, and even sent top agents out looking for her.

Kim had just had him break into the lab while she was talking to Dr. Director, and take everything related to her, especially any blood, or DNA.

Kim was being super-secret again, and the last time that had happened…..

"Kim's still in trouble," he reasoned. "Which means I have to help."

He turned, and disappeared into the shadows of the alley himself.

He never noticed the redhead standing atop the building, looking down after him as she shook her head.

KP

"We've had all our usual eyes and ears out, but no one has seen a thing," Will Du admitted that evening as he debriefed Dr. Director on the hunt for the missing, apparently rogue agent.

"Home? Parents? Friends?"

"She hasn't resurfaced anywhere," Will shook his head as he answered. "She's gone completely to ground this time. She's not even showing at her college classes. What happened? Did she really quit? Has she….turned? Because I just don't understand, ma'am," he confessed with a rare honesty. "You're usually championing her, but now Possible is suddenly bolting, and you have a NQA capture want on her."

Betty only eyed the top agent she had once had such high hopes for at the time they first met. As Kimberly had pointed out, though, Will was too fond of the rules and regulations to ever step beyond them, and consider other angles.

Such as her No Questions Asked warrant that usually went only for classified felons who were usually taken covertly to keep a deep cover in place.

Among other things.

In fact, no one but she knew the angle she was playing on this gambit, because she had no other choice but to alienate, and push Kimberly out. The alternatives were, in her mind, unthinkable. Because a few of her backers had already deduced that Kimberly's already peerless standing was about to take a monumental step forward as she continued to mature as a woman, and a hero, and they wanted a very secure leash on a woman who had already proven that she didn't care about politics when it came to doing what was right.

In Betty's mind, that was part of what made her so valuable. So, while they might be guessing the circumstances just now, Betty Director was one of the few that actually knew what was really going on. She had been one of the few survivors of Cadmus's security when they tried to hold, and clone a superhuman based on his DNA. She still remembered parts of the DNA that Dr. Hamilton and a host of geniuses had studied for years before managing even their partial success.

She remembered enough to know that Kim Possible's DNA was somehow now evidencing genuine Kryptonian DNA. Kryptonian, and something else also completely extraterrestrial.

There was only one obvious explanation to her keen mind.

And the idea that anyone might try to put a leash on someone like Kimberly, and drawing his attention again, was a no-win scenario that she didn't even want to imagine.

If she could drive Kimberly back into the field where she was most valuable as an independent contractor, though, then everyone won. The world won.

In the end, that was all that she cared about. Keeping the world safe from any and all threats.

Even from the ham-fisted schemes of her own backers, and supporters.

Yet another carefully disguised reason she kept many less than competent hacks to balance out her rolls of experts. She had seen firsthand what happened all too often when you put too many competent, and often eccentric geniuses together.

The last thing she wanted was another Cadmus.

Or to turn one of the world's greatest champions into an opponent.

She kept her thoughts carefully masked as she listened to Will Du report on the futile hunt for Kim Possible, and then merely nodded.

"Keep on her. She will show sooner or later. We have to bring her back in, and fully debrief her. After we've found out just what is going on inside her this time. As well as what triggered it. The power inside her cells is too great to pass up this time," she declared for any of those superiors listening, since she already knew they bugged her office. She just made sure they only heard what she allowed them to hear.

"Understood, ma'am. I'll put eyes on Middleton, especially, since she's bound to show back up there sooner or later. And….Stoppable?"

"Ronald. Yes," Dr. Director murmured. "So far, it seems that Kimberly has even kept her usual partner out of the loop. Still, we might try to question him, and find out if he knows anything that might be of use to us. Just….try not to anger him," she advised.

"You're afraid he might quit, too," Will asked blandly.

"I'm more afraid he'll level our headquarters," Betty admitted candidly.

"Oh. Right. Point taken," Will nodded, having seen Ron all but tear a lair apart with his bare hands once when Killian had tried to lure Team Possible to its death. Ronald had come a long way from his days as a comedic sidekick. He nodded again, and left her sitting alone in her office.

Dr. Director called up the remaining files left on Kim, not too surprised to see someone, likely Wade, had already severely redacted them, and some of the information was vanishing before her very eyes. She called up the redhead's famous, some still said infamous website, and received a genuine shock when she found it was down for the frist time in years.

'Under Repair,' the error page claimed, but Betty knew that wasn't likely. Not with Wade maintaining it for her all this time.

She leaned back in her chair, and considered all the facts.

The facts that, so far, only she had guessed, although she wouldn't doubt others would know soon enough.

Still, knowing what she did, and suspected, what would Kimberly do next?

She was afraid she already knew.

And her backers were going to be screaming very soon when it happened.

Of that, she had absolutely no doubt.

To Be Continued…