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Kim Possible: Super-Girl

By LJ58

11

"We actually have League status," Ron asked, back with the team for the debriefing the next day as Kim passed out their new IDs. She had already sent Wade his own, which listed him and Justine as both civilian advisors for the team. Annie had been listed as an active hero, which had made the android more than happy.

Justine seemed more impressed than Wade had as she had eyed her own card.

"Sweet," the twins grinned.

"This helps confirm that I am an individual worthy of respect, yes," Annie asked as much as she stated.

"It does," Kim nodded. "Still, this is just to cover ourselves from the jerks like Drake," she told her people.

"Too bad we didn't get something more telling when Annie walked in under stealth to get into their systems while you distracted them," Shego complained. "Apparently, they've gotten smarter since the last rash of whistle-blowers let people know what they were up to at the time."

"Don't worry. We're not finished. I get the feeling your uniformed friend is the impatient type, and he'll be tipping his hand soon enough," Ron told her.

"That what bothers me," Shego told him. "What if he tries one of Drew's bits, and goes after your friends, or family?"

"Only if he were incredibly insane," Jim smirked at Shego.

"What he said," Tim nodded. "We've upgraded more than the house over the years. Trust me, our folks are very safe."

"And your folks," Shego asked Ron.

Ron smiled.

"I think while our home defenses might not be on the Possible level, anyone trying to bother my family might find more trouble than they expect."

"Hanna," Kim nodded knowingly.

"Girl is better at me at Tai Shing Pek Kwar," Ron grinned. "Added to the fact she's…."

Ron trailed off as he eyed Justine and Shego.

"She's very good at mischief," Kim finished for him.

"That she is," Ron agreed.

"She's what? Six," Shego sputtered. "How is even a talented kid going to….?"

"She's eight," Ron corrected. "She's older than she looks. And she's very good. She can beat me going hand-to-hand."

"But…you got that monkey mojo," Shego frowned.

"And I could probably beat her if I used that. For now. Only she's very good, and getting better," Ron declared. "You could even call her….gifted."

"Better than you," Shego still frowned.

"Definitely," Ron nodded.

"Fine. Fine. I'm just saying, you might want to tip your family off…."

"And we have Wade watching all the new faces in town. They make a move, and he'll let us know before they even get in place," Kim reminded her.

"Right. Forgot that kid is a voyeur," she muttered.

"He's not a voyeur," Kim sputtered.

"The kid lives in his room, watching you from a computer screen. He's a voyeur," Shego nodded firmly as Justine only smirked at her.

"Shego," Kim sputtered. "He's not like that. He….helps me. Us. He…."

Shego smirked.

"I won't deny the Nerdlinger isn't bad, Princess. But I know a voyeur when I see one."

"Never mind. Okay, we didn't find anything in the records to explain Drake, or get him to back off. So, we carry on with business as usual, and wait for his move. He pulls anything the least bit shady, and we record it, and then tie it to him, and let the public have him."

"Like the media will ever let you…"

"We have a few connections," Jim smirked.

"You name the story, we can get it published," Tim declared.

"Or deleted," Jim concluded.

"Well, that might explain a few things," the green-skinned woman said as she eyed them.

"Okay," Kim told them. "I'm going out to check the area. "We don't have any active missions just now, so everyone just stand down, but keep your Kimmunicators on."

"It's a radio, Princess," Shego growled. "Kimmunicator," she snorted.

"Must you always be so…?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm thinking," Kim huffed, and then shook her head. "Never mind. I'm going out."

Shego grinned after her.

"Still got it," Shego grinned as they heard Kim leaving.

"You do know she could probably beat you easily now," Jim commented.

"Maybe. Besides, she likes me nagging her. It keeps her focused," Shego claimed.

"Right," the boys and Ron all echoed.

Justine only eyed her, and rose from the small table they used for briefings, and declared, "I'll be in the lab. I want to perfect your battle-suits so you can at least hold your own in case of trouble."

"Works for us. Want us to….?"

"Don't you have a college class to finish so you can graduate," she asked.

"Yeah. MIT awaits," Jim grinned at the slender scientist.

"And I can't wait," Tim added.

Justine snorted.

"They're overrated."

"Says you," Tim swore.

"I do," Justine declared. "If you want cutting edge science, go to Emory. They do bio-medicine as well as hard science, and have the best internship programs available."

The boys turned thoughtful as she left, and they headed for their own tunnel exit so no one could spot them coming or going from the cavern they had found, and extended after they first hid the Roth for Kim.

"Well, guess that leaves…."

"I'd better be going, too. I'm working the evening shift at the café tonight," Ron told Shego. "Call me if you need me," he added, and left after the boys.

Shego sighed, and looked up at Annie who simply stood watching everything and nothing.

"Okay. You got anything going?"

"I am monitoring current active media agencies for any emergencies, or suspicious activities that might require our intercession," Annie told her as the android simply stood there eyeing her with her weird, near-human optics.

"Right. Don't guess you have a deck of cards, or something around here," she asked.

"You seek diversion?"

"Duh, comes to mind," Shego muttered.

"Perhaps a game. Do you play chess?"

"I'm more a checkers kind of girl," Shego huffed.

"As you wish," Annie nodded, and a beam of light flashed, and she projected a very convincing hologram of a checkerboard on the table before her as she came over to sit across from Shego. "Which color do you prefer?"

Shego cocked her head, touching a checker before her.

"It feels….real?"

"Hard light holographic projection," Annie told her, and Shego was sure the goofy android was smirking at her.

"Handy," she admitted, then called "First move," and reached for the red checker before her with a grin.

~O~

After flying around most of the afternoon, things looked unusually quiet.

Especially for Middleton.

She was considering returning to the….headquarters, not lair, when she suddenly got knocked out of the sky, and slammed into the ground hard as something exploded just behind her. She wasn't so much hurt, as stunned by the unexpected attack, and she realized it was an attack.

She looked up, saw nothing, but even as she took to the air again, two small missiles sped down to slam into her chest, almost knocking her out of the air again.

This time, she braced, and managed to stay airborne as she began to study the terrain, looking for attackers.

Just before three more mini-missiles out of thin air, and sped toward her.

"Invisible attackers," she swore, and evaded these missiles, then chose another tact.

Even as the missiles banked, turning back toward their missed target, she was flying toward the spot where the missiles had first appeared.

Just before she slammed into, and through something fists first, and she found herself suddenly inside a massive aircraft of some kind with men in WEE uniforms all scrambling to get out of her way. Grinning, she looked back at the hole she had made, and the missiles still tracking her.

"I'd duck, guys," she told them, and tore out the other side of the WEE ship.

She was flying up over it even as nearly simultaneously explosions sounded just behind her. She turned, and looked down, and realized the huge airship was flickering now as its stealth-cloak began to fade. She also realized it was going down, but that if it crashed on its current trajectory, it might take a fair amount of Middleton's suburbs with it.

Flying down, came up under the big aircraft, and managed to get a grip on it after her second try.

Second, since her first attempt to emulate Kal had her tearing handfuls of metal out of the fuselage that yielded beneath her grip like tissue.

Not good, she told herself mentally, and realized she still needed a degree more finesse. Thank God, she had not grabbed anyone around her like that.

Heaving upwards, she pushed the aircraft upwards again, and angled it toward Middleton's airfield. Even as she began to lower it, calling Wade to alert authorities, she realized GJ aircraft were already starting to converge. She paid no attention to them as she focused on the aircraft she held up that was now running on far less than half power as more than a few engines seemed to have simply stopped as she approached the nearest landing field.

"You're okay," Wade alerted her over her Kimmunicator. "The tower has cleared you to use the east field to set them down, and GJ is coming in to take them into custody."

"Just them," Kim couldn't help quipping as she approached the ground, and almost sank to her ankles when she landed hard with the weight of the aircraft now fully atop her.

"Let's just say I wouldn't relax just yet," Wade advised her. "At least two of the military men watching your house are headed for the airport now."

"Right. Of course they are," she sighed, and set the aircraft down, and then walked from under it, letting it slam into the tarmac before she eyed the ravaged hull, and the smoke pouring out of it.

No indication of a fire, though, and men were now clambering out of the escape hatch.

"I knew we could lure you close if I staged this just right," a burly man with an eyepatch over his left eye grinned as the bearded Gemini smirked as she turned to face him.

"Is that right," she asked as he held up his prosthetic hand.

"That is exactly right," he smirked.

"Please. After all this, you think one of your silly finger missiles is going to hurt me?"

"Oh, no. Of course not. But I pay attention. I know your secret," he said. "So I brought this," he crowed, and opened that metal hand to reveal a small, glowing green stone.

"You brought jewelry," she asked, cocking her head to stare at the glowing gemlike rock a moment before she realized what it must be, and what he thought it would do to her.

Gemini sputtered, and shoved the glowing stone closer.

"Don't you feel anything," he demanded, pushing the stone right under her nose.

"Yeah," Kim suddenly blurted even as four GJ VTOLs moved into land around them. "You just endangered me, my city, my family and friends, along with a lot of innocent people just so you could posture again. So, yeah, I feel something," she spat. "I feel pissed," she declared hotly, taking the green rock from him. Along with his prosthetic hand that she crushed in her grip to cover the stone once more even as she easily tore it from his wrist.

"How….?"

"You just don't want to know how pissed," she added as she grabbed him in her other hand, and lifted him off the ground.

"Let's not be hasty," Gemini paled as he realized Kim wasn't looking too happy just then as her eyes literally glittered as they fixed on him.

"Possible," a familiar voice barked. "Put him down."

She turned to see Will Du running toward her, leading a full strike team in his wake as they moved to surround the still shaken WEE agents who likely had not expected to be knocked out of the sky as they had.

"Agent Du," she growled, literally tossing Sheldon Director to several of his men. "Am I going to have a problem with you, too?"

Will Du eyed her, eyed the smoldering WEE jet-carrier, and shook his head.

"We're here for WEE. Although, Dr. Director would very much like for you to return for an immediate debriefing. We think you must be….."

"What I am," Kim swore hotly, rising up off the ground, "Is getting very impatient with all the morons telling me what I should, or shouldn't be doing," she told him. "So back off, Du" she said, and turned, and flung the green stone wrapped in Gemini's crushed prosthetic into the sky.

"That was evidence," Will sputtered.

"Now it's space debris," Kim quipped, and vanished in a blur of speed that had windows for blocks rattling as she blew more than a few people off their feet with the rush of her departure.

"She's getting more powerful," Will commented grimly as he looked down from the now empty sky. "Far more powerful than expected."

"Idiot," the obviously shaken Gemini swore as two men cuffed, and jerked him upright to shove toward their transport. "You know nothing."

"Is that right?"

"I know someone gave her Kryptonian genes," he claimed. "But that Kryptonite didn't even slow her down. She is as powerful as the alien, but apparently has none of his weaknesses? How do you plebian bureaucrats think you can possibly hope to control her? She is beyond you. Perhaps beyond all of us. A true….goddess," Sheldon declared with a glint of mania in his eye as he smirked. "Yes! A true goddess! One I will yet force to see the truth and worth of WEE!"

"Get him out of here," Will told his men as they continued to round up the shaken Henches around them even as two men drove by in a dark sedan.

One with government plates.

He eyed the pair, but said nothing as the obvious snipers just kept driving past the downed aircraft, and then quickly drove away.

"You think he's right? You think someone actually gave her super-powers," one of the GJ agents asked.

Will eyed the man, and shook his head.

"I don't know what's going on, but I do know we have felons to arrest. Let's finish this up, and get a cleanup team in here to sweep this vehicle. We might be able to find out what WEE has been up to recently from their systems if we can salvage them if they are still intact."

Still, even he was stunned at seeing just how badly the aircraft was damaged, when the flying fortress built on the model of an oversized B-29 was torn apart as if put through a blender. Considering they had been watching for a move all along from some of Possible's own enemies, they had been in place to see her take apart WEE's secret weapon with a very disturbing ease.

Dr. Director was going to want to hear about this one. Because one thing Gemini had said did make sense.

Whatever Possible had, she was showing herself virtually untouchable of late. So, how did they stop the unstoppable if it became necessary?

He wasn't exactly sure he liked the only answer he had just then.

~O~

"Wade said you were up here," Ron said when he reached the highest peak of the Middleton Range where even diehard climbers balked at scaling the rugged, crumbling cliffs.

"Did he tell you what happened?"

"You were on the boys' new monitors the minute they detected the first explosions. We were about to come to help you when…. Well, you proved you didn't need help," Ron said as he sat down near where she sat cross-legged on the mountain, looking down at the city far below.

"No. I didn't," she said, but not with much spirit.

"KP, what is it? I know you, something is bugging you, and since you managed to spank WEE easier than slapping down a schoolyard bully….."

"Do you know if Will Du hadn't shown up….?"

"Kim?"

"I think I was about to hurt that freak. A lot. I was just suddenly….so mad. Only, it was like it wasn't me. Only it was. And…. I think my mental powers are waking up, Ron, and I'm not in control."

"Oh," Ron murmured.

"Still, did you see Gemini try to use Kryptonite on me?"

"I guess I missed that one."

Kim only then looked at him.

"I didn't even feel it. I've read about Kal, of course. Especially lately, considering. It still hurts him. Not as much as when he was younger, but it can still hurt him. Only I didn't feel a thing."

"Maybe because you're not, you know, all Kryptonian," Ron suggested.

"Maybe. Still, it makes me wonder. What could stop me if I did….lose control?"

"You know what, I think we both already know the answer," Ron told her.

She only glanced at him again.

"KP, the fact you're worrying about it tells me it won't happen. I know you have….temper issues at times, but…."

"This was way past my Kimness, as you've called it, Ron," she told him. "I think I need help with this one. Only, I'm not sure I really trust anyone else to really help."

"Then…."

"I want you to call your Sensei. Ask him if he thinks he can help me…..control myself. The way he taught you to control your mystic monkey-power when you almost lost it that time."

"Okay. Okay, I'll call him," Ron nodded.

"And, Ron," she went on.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for coming up here. I know you hate climbing."

"Climbing? Not a bit. Nope, not even a thing. Climbing is nothing to the Ron-Man," he smiled as he looked warily over at the cliffs before them. "Falling? That's the problem! Totally different thing, too. Not a fan of falling."

Kim couldn't help but smile. Which was just what she needed just then.

To Be Continued…