Chapter 19
Director Betty was standing before numerous screens with the surviving leaders of the world. The very moment she proposed her plan, most them started to shout at once.
"This is an outrage!" the president of the Russian federation snaped. "I will never agree to that!"
"I second that," First secretary of China's People's Republic as well as President of Brazil and India declared. The leaders of the so called western world were concerned too, but were more open to the idea.
"What guarantee will we have that he won't take over the world again?" Leader of EU asked.
"I have half of the codes necessary to operate the Diablos, my technicians already triple checked the whole system, and without my part of the codes, the machines are useless." Director Betty said. "This is the only way to stop the next world war, gentlemen."
"We keep our own situation under control!" the Indian leader exclaimed.
"Surely those three nuclear warheads you shot at Pakistani positions are testament to that." Betty replied evenly, causing the man to choke on air while the rest of world leaders stared at him grimly.
"They shot first!" he said defensively.
"GJ shot them down too, yet we only have a few operational satellites capable of that, and charging another shot takes time…" she trailed, letting the information sink into their brains. "The Diablos would be capable of taking take of that problem too, allowing my men to move to more surgical operations and restoring order throughout Africa and the Middle East..."
"That would help to stop the refugee influx." Leader of EU mussed.
"Way better than electric fences and bullets..." she couldn't help but add.
"We have enough problems with migrants and their descendants within our borders to take in new ones!" he snapped. "My task is to keep order by any means necessary, and if they won't comply, then I will be forced to remove that obstacle!" he stated firmly.
Before G-day, any politician that would utter such words would be ostracized and removed from position instantly, but now such words showed the reflection of the grim reality they were facing.
"Any more smart comments, Director?" he growled with a mighty frown. Betty cursed. The lack of sleep and exhaustion caused her to say things she would never say out loud.
"Pardon me my impudence, Mr. President, all of us are under a lot of stress nowadays," she apologized. "But still, allowing the Diablos to watch over the world is the best way to bring back any semblance of order."
"My country is able to keep its order on its own," the Prime minister of Japan stated.
"I'm not forcing anyone to take them in." Betty said firmly. "Yet just across the sea the war between Korea is raging, disrupting the whole region. Then we have conflict between India and Pakistani and the chaos in central Asia and beyond Ural Russia." She saw that the Russian president wanted to shout again. "We shot over fifteen of your nuclear warhead Mr. President, we know that you barely control the European part of your country, and like I mentioned, our capabilities are limited..."
She could literally see the gears moving in man's head. Finally he sighed.
"Very well, I agree but only till we regain full control over our territory, and not a day longer." he said with a huff.
"China will not request Diablos assistance." The first secretary said, "Albeit we would like to request that you kept... one hundred along our border with the Russian federation to intercept any incoming missiles." he added reluctantly after much deeper thought.
"Very well."
"Japan will not request Diablos either, Director-sama." Following Japan's example, Australia and USA denied the help too.
"The EU will allow the Diablos in our territory, but only at the designed areas and cities," the president said firmly. "Also, we would like them to watch over the Balkans area since it's a power keg ready to explode any day and we don't need another war at our border."
"Brazil... will need their assistance, Dr. Director," the president of Brazil said begrudgingly. "But only for a small contingent on a few hot spots."
"What about the rest of your continent?"
"We are not able to control them anymore," he cringed. "Do as you please."
"Thank you for your trust... now does anyone oppose sending the reaming Diablos over Africa and the Middle East?"
None of them said anything.
"Good, now all that remains is the matter of war between your people and Pakistani, Mr. President."
"We will crush them." the man said with deep anger. "Use your Diablos or satellites to remove any stray nukes but my armies will march towards their very capitol and destroy them."
"Do we really need another war?" she asked rhetorically.
"They attacked us and used the weapons of mass destruction first; there will be no peace until they are nothing more than rubble," he announced, looking at others.
"Your soldiers are breaking the Geneva convection en masse." Betty pointed out. "You're committing war crimes..."
"This blood feud between us and them has lasted for far too long, I will not stop or be stopped; besides, I think it's time to re-evaluate most of our conventions and treaties since everything changed..."
Betty gritted her teeth. The worst part was that the others seemed to nod at India's president's words.
The world will never be the same.
"Then at least have the lives of the innocents in mind," she finally said. "We lost too many."
The screens started to slowly blacken one by one. When the last one went blank, she sighed deeply with her shoulders slumping. The meeting went better than she anticipated, but not as good as she hoped. Still, it's better if there's forced peace than free-for-all war.
She was about to turn back and leave the conference room when suddenly one more face popped out on the screen.
Or rather mask.
"Good day," the distorted voice said.
"You... how did you get this frequency?" She was about to call on their tech support before the man/woman suddenly spoke.
"Irrelevant, but what is important is that I do not want your Diablos on my territory or the ones I'm going to conquest."
"They can destroy your armies with ease." Betty stated calmly.
"Indeed. but can they protect families from the murderers coming at night to kill them? Can they save the women from being raped and children from being used as living shields? Can they sow the crops and rebuild destroyed buildings?" the masked figure said with passion. "In your eyes I may be a murderer and tyrant, but my laws are just and my people are safe. If you remove my armies, who will protect those who can't protect themselves? Your machines, while formidable, won't be able to squeeze into back alleys or go between the woods."
"What do you propose?" Betty said after a long pause taking everyhing in.
"Just stay out of my way, that's all. I don't need your help to accomplish my goals."
"What are those goals if I can ask?"
"Africa was a hellhole even before the invasion, ripped apart by wars, greed, plauges and hunger. But now it can be united and turned into better place, for everyone."
"That person is you, I presume?" Betty pointed out with a raised eyebrow.
"Name anyone else," the masked figure accurately countered. "Thought so... do we have a deal?"
"This day is going to kill me... very well, but the moment I get reports that you stray from your path, I will put you down," she threatened.
"Understood and as a gesture of good will I will return your agents my men caught." The person said before disappearing from the screen.
"After all of this is done, I'm retiring." she promised herself, fully intending to keep that promise. "Now for the press conference..."
New York
Kim sighed, looking at the sea of faces passing through her. She was currently inside the building of temporary defunct United Nations that happened to be the most reconstructed one out of all of them.
Numerous reporters from all around the world swarmed her, wanting to squeeze out some knowledge about today's conference topic, but she kept her mouth shut due to Dr. Director's orders. After a while, they simply got bored with her silence and left her alone.
She ran her hand along the folds of her red dress. Due to the importance of today's conference, she was ordered to dress formally. The dress was sleeveless, reaching beyond her knees with matching red high heels. Her hair was falling loosely on her shoulders, yet she put extra effort in combing them.
She still had doubts about Drakken. It was given after three years of fighting him, even his sudden one eighty didn't erase them. While she observed him for a lot of time, she noticed a lot of changes in the former villain. Most of all, he stopped being loud and obnoxious and turned timid, speaking only if he had something valuable to say.
That did wonders to his reputation as a scientist and genius. When he stopped babbling about world conquest, he was actually a very shrewd man with a vast knowledge. That way people started to truly respect him and he seemed genuinely happy in those rare moments when overwhelming grief and guilt wasn't filling every fiber of his being.
A familiar voice ripped her out of her thoughts.
"Earth to Kim, are you there?" Ron said, waving his hand before her eyes.
"Yeah, just got lost in my thoughts." she replied, taking in his sight. He was wearing a very well-crafted tuxedo that accented his shoulders.
Behind him stood Shego wearing a green one strap dress, leaving her other shoulder bare. Not to mention the dress had a deep cut on the side showing a healthy portion of her thigh.
"Seems like we all do, Oh look, there's Drakken!" Ron said, pointing towards the doors to the main room. He was standing there along with Dr. Director and Agent Du, discussing something silently.
The group moved to meet them.
"... Ready?" they heard Drakken's words.
"Perfect, ah you made it; good! It's almost time for my take over the world speech." Betty said with what attempted to be a joke, but the deadly exhaustion in her voice took all the humor from it.
"Then it's the high life on a beach, eh, Director?" Ron as in his nature tried to ease the mood.
"If I don't fall apart till then, then surely a long vacation is in order." she nodded. "Now follow me."
She led them through the doors and almost instantly they were blinded by what seemed to be a flash bang, but in reality those were just the reporter's flashes.
The group walked to the central podium, facing the room filled to the brim.
"Ladies and gentleman, I would like to thank you for coming here today." Betty said being very aware that most of the world population was now listening to her worlds.
"The following month was hard for all of us. Humanity suffered the worst loss of human lives since the beginning of our history. Never before has such a massacre happen..." She paused, taking breath, "But we cannot blame all of that on the invaders... they are directly responsible for fifty percent of our casualties, the rest is on us. Wars that broke with the fall of world's government are our doing; the bloodshed that is happening now needs to stop before even more people lose their lives. That is why GJ came up with a plan to break most of the wars in one swoop and limit the fighting... We are going to re-activate the Diablos robots and have them supervise the warzones."
The Pandora box opened.
All people present started to shout through each other, creating a massive cacophony of mostly outraged voices.
"Silence!" Betty exclaimed through the megaphone. "I will have order!"
"Yeah! New World's Order!" one of the reporters shouted. "This is simply outrageous! You are going to take over the world!" Many others voiced their agreement.
"The world leaders already agreed to it, besides, the Diablos will be mostly active in the current warzones; a handful of countries requested their assistance while the rest won't even see one on their territory."
"Who gave you the right to decide for the people!?" another shouted.
"My mission is to preserve world peace and fight injustice. That is the purpose of Global Justice!"
"A clandestine organization that came out to light just a month ago!" another accused.
"UN was aware of our existence, circumstances forced us to reveal ourselves, but our objectives remain the same," she explained, feeling that her patience was growing thin.
"What guarantee do we have that the well-known villain won't try again to conquer the world?"
"We have taken every precaution to prevent that, besides, Drew Lipsky was pardoned for his crimes and ever since, been working on improving people's lives."
"Does Kim Possible the teen hero agree to this?" another asked.
"I do, after much thought, I deemed it the best course of action. We need to stop the bloodshed as soon as possible. Only the Diablos are able to do that." Kim replied, moving forward. "I have absolute faith in this plan."
Her words seemed to convince a rather large part of the reporters, visibly calming them down, but not all of them were satisfied.
"Do you have such absolute faith in too?" the man asked with a tone that made Shego want to fry him. A gentle nudge from Ron stopped her from acting on such a thought.
"He's changed," Kim replied instantly. She anticipated such a question so she prepared a reply beforehand. "I've been observing him for past month and I can say that Drew Lipsky is a new man." Well... she was not being completely honest, but there was no need to share her doubts.
"As I may, which countries declined the Diablo's... help?" Yet another question was asked, and many more after that.
The rest were rather getting bored fast with the endless stream of questions.
"Hey, Drew, stop staring at Betty's ass." Shego whispered to Drakken, causing him do gasp silently.
"I wasn't!" he whispered back.
"So was, I've been looking at you for some time," she chuckled. "So what's been going on between you two?"
"Absolutely nothing, we're just frie... co-workers." he said, cursing his tongue slip up.
"Friends huh?" she purred with a coy smile. "You're certainly working fast, Drew."
While the two old villains bantered quietly, Kim and Ron exchanged disbelieving glances.
"If only Betty knew what Shego was insisting right behind her back..."
"Imagine if it was true, that would be the scandal of the century," Ron told her in a hushed voice.
"I think that it would push the all post invasion stuff from the headlines for a while." she smirked, stifling a giggle. "Although... ewww."
"Agreed, it's almost like catching your parents having–!" Suddenly his eyes widened. Something was approaching the room very fast and his senses screamed in warning. "EVERYBODY DOWN!"
He grabbed Kim and Shego forcing them to kneel.
Seconds later, the wall to their right exploded, filling the room with smoke and debris. Shouts of pain and terror filled the room.
But not only that, a series of firing machine gun rang through the room, followed by more screams. Ron extended his senses, finding the assailants in an instant.
"Lotus Blade," he summoned his mystic weapon turning it into a bo-staff. "I gotta protect, Dr. Director!"
He jumped forward, disappearing into the cloud of dust. Kim lunged forward to aid him, but Shego managed to catch her shoulder.
"Hold your horses, Princess," she told her. "You'll be as blind as a bat in there."
"But he won't be?" she replied, trying to shake Shego's hand.
"Yup, thanks to his monkey mumbo jumbo, he can see with his eyes closed." Shego explained. "He's been getting better and better."
"... Let's go help them." Kim replied, moving closer to Drakken and Betty. "Dr. Director, let's get you two out of here."
The duo obliged without further questions and moved to the back door. Suddenly a yell gained their attention.
They turned back seeing a man running at them with knives in his hands. He was dressed in a tight grey body suit with a tactical vest on it, and with a pair of visors with red glowing eyes.
Kim jumped forward to meet the attacker, but the man did something she hadn't anticipated.
He pushed his arm forward. Normally he would lack about two meter to reach her, but his arm extended unnaturally, shooting towards her like a spear.
Only thanks to her inhuman reflexes, she managed to avoid the blow. She felt the rush of air near her throat where the arm passed. Not wasting any time, she sprinted forward to meet her opponent.
She started with a nasty hook to the temple, but the man bent backwards, avoiding it with ease. He recalled his arms back and almost took Kim's head off, but she kneeled, having him hit the air. With one strong punch, she hit the inner side of his thigh, causing him to gasp in pain and stumble backwards. Taking the initiative, she buried him under a storm of punches and kick, sending him flying away.
Not wasting time to check if he was still conscious. She turned back to the group, seeing that Shego and Betty were fending off two more assailants in similar uniforms.
Betty was faring visibly way worse than Shego, barely able to keep her opponent at bay. Kim ran to aid her but it was unneeded.
Out of nowhere, Drakken materialized behind the gray clad man with a sizeable chunk of the wall in his hands.
The next thing that happened was a drastic contact between skull and concentrate. Kim was surprised. Drakken was a coward and for him to risk his safety over someone else?
That a 9.8 on the weirdness scale.
"Nice one, Drew! I knew you had it in you!" Shego exclaimed as she threw the body of the man that Drakken knocked out. "Never knew you could lift something so heavy before."
"Well I had to do all manual labor before," he replied with hints of an old smile.
"Touché," she muttered angrily. "Now where's Ronnie?" A body flew at high speeds right past her, crashing into the nearest wall.
"My back..." came the pained groan.
"Ron!" Kim ran to his side. He scored a few cuts and bruises, but nothing too major. "Are you okay?!"
"Yeah," he stood up. "Dr. Director, Drakken, get out of here! Now!"
The tone he said it made them comply instantly.
"What's the pressure? Those guys aren't that–?" Shego started
"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
A two and a half meter tall gorilla jumped out of the smoke. Scratch that, it wasn't a gorilla, it was just a very tall, very bulky man with an insane look on his gorilla like face, and with long arms as thick as tree trunks. He was supporting his upper body weight by having his hands on the floor. Now thinking about it… the Gorilla comparison wasn't that far-fetched.
"... Oh shit," she finished, flaring her plasma.
"Yeah, some of them have super powers, I took out most of them while GJ are moping down the rest." Ron dusted himself. "But this one is well... tough."
"No kidding," Kim replied dryly. "Let's beat him," she cracked her knuckles.
"I bet I'll take him out before you do, Princess." Shego challenged.
As if on cue they dashed forward at the brute, leaving Ron to eat dust.
"Wait for me!" he ran after them.
Shego moved up to the front to block Kim and threw a few plasma balls at the brute, but much to her surprise, it didn't do any damage.
"Out of my way!" Kim jumped on Shego's shoulders, using it as a stepping stone and delivered a devastating kick to man's face, only to achieve two things.
Absolutely nothing and a severe ache in her foot.
The man growled, trying to reach her with his large hand, but she was way too nimble for that. Kim jumped back to Shego.
"Really effective, princess." she snarled.
"Like yours was any better." Kim replied in even. "Team?"
"Yeah..." she replied reluctantly.
Wordlessly they charged at the oncoming ape-man. Kim attacked him first, high jumping on his back, and kicking and hitting with all her might. While Shego took care of his legs with series of plasma bolts and low kicks.
But aside from his monstrous strength, he seemed to possess iron like skin. Neither punches nor plasma seemed to work on the man. Suddenly the ape lunged forward to grab Shego but she managed to jump back.
Yet the brute managed to catch the hem of her dress and was about to drag her but the ex-villainess burnt off the material in one swift move.
"Great, my favorite dress, ruined." Shego mumbled looking at her now ruined dress. Then she glared at the man, heating her plasma to temperature lethal to normal human beings. "Let's see how tough you really are."
She threw it at the brute, hearing the reaction this time.
He completely dismissed Kim on his back and charged right at Shego, feeling the burning pain on his chest.
He slammed his fist into the place Shego was standing a second ago, creating a mini earthquake. She started to throw more super-heated plasma balls at him, mindful not to hit Kim. After all, she was Ron's BF and he would be rather sad if something happened to her.
On the ape-man's back, Kim finally saw the vanity of her action, and decided to use her gadgets. Pulling out her lipstick, she spilled the mass of sticky gel over the brute's head, obscuring his eye sight.
The man started to trash widely, almost throwing Kim off his back.
"Easy, boy!" Kim grabbed his collar, riding him like a wild bull.
"KIM!" she heard Ron's shout. She looked up seeing Ron descending on them with very large hammer in his hands. She quickly jumped off the man's back just in time to have a perfect view on the devastating hit.
Ron's hammer slammed into the brute's head, literally nailing his whole body into the ground, as if he was a nail.
The force was so powerful that only a head and a bit of shoulders remained above the floor level while the rest of the body was buried in the ground.
The man was positively knocked out.
"Ron," Kim walked towards him.
"STOP!" Ron shouted, causing her to take a defensive stance instantly, but when she looked around, there was nothing.
"Ron? What was that abo–?"
"HAMMER TIME!" Ron exclaimed with a face splitting grin and resting his hammer on his shoulder.
Both ladies stared at him in silence with deadpan expressions.
"That was lame." Shego said, crossing her arms.
"I agree." Kim added, glaring at Ron.
"What? Oh come on! It was really cool! You have to admit that!" he spluttered offhandedly.
"Meh,,," they both replied in unison.
"I'll check if everyone is okay," he huffed.
"That was really awesome." Kim said after Ron was out of ear shot.
"I know, but if we told him that we wouldn't hear the end of it for weeks." Shego nodded in agreement.
"Damn, it's a massacre..." Kim looked around, seeing bodies around the room. The bodies of the wounded and dead journalist were lying around the whole room. The attack was swift, brutal, and effective.
After a few moments, both ladies followed the footsteps of their boyfriend/best friend outside the main room to the hall, filled with GJ agents and soldiers.
They quickly found Ron standing next to Betty, Drakken, and Agent Du.
The Director looked like she aged a decade with deep wrinkles around her eyes and slumped shoulders. It was a miracle that she was standing.
"Ma'am, we estimate the victim count at forty." Agent Du said, "All assailants were apprehended, out of ten of them, four were killed in the fight."
"How did they get here?" she asked tiredly.
"On a hijacked military helicopter, using it's weaponry they blew a hole in the building," he replied. "We shot it down, the pilot's dead as well."
"Take them all in for interrogation, P 66 permitted; also take the bodies for examination." she ordered.
"Pst... what's P 66?" Ron asked Shego and Kim.
"Prerogative 66... permission to torture," she replied quietly causing Kim and Ron to gasp.
"Is that necessary?" Kim asked, her justice streak kicking in. "Surely lowering to such methods..."
"Whoever they were, they meant business, we need info as soon as possible," she replied. "I will summon you when they spill their guts... whenever figuratively or literally." she added under her breath. "Now let's go to HQ, we have a lot of work to do."
She pushed herself from the wall she was leaning on and took a few steps. Then suddenly her knees gave out and she fell limply on the ground.
The group was stunned for a second.
"MEDIC!" Agent Du screamed at his watch with everyone around running to her side. Instantly he went to check her pulse and breathed a sigh of relief when he found it.
"Is she okay?!" Drakken asked with deep concern.
"Yes, apparently she fainted since I don't see any visible injury. She must have overworked her body and this attack was the last straw," he replied as the medic took care of her. "Dr. Director is to be under constant watch for 24/7 no unidentified visitors allowed, everyone have to be checked for weapons of any kind, including agents," he ordered his men.
"I think that is all for now. I will contact you when she regains consciousness; you're free till then, agents," he nodded towards them and left along with his superior.
"What a mess," Drakken ran his hand through his hair.
"What are you going to do Doc?" Shego asked, putting her hand on his shoulder.
"We were schedule to begin the operation in a week time... but now? Well I need to made preparations despite that, so another check won't hurt anyone... but I guess if you want, we can go to karaoke..." he said hopefully.
"Hmm? I know! Ronnie–!"
"I'm busy tonight so feel free to go," he replied with a smile. Shego gave him a small glare but she hadn't had the heart to decline Drew.
"Okay then, we're set, Drakken," she told him. The way his face brightened was almost worth the sacrifice she made.
"Where are you going, Ron?" Kim couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, you know, guy's night and stuff..."
Late evening Lowerton
The poorest part of the tri city was by some miracle spared from the alien onslaught and was now going through the renaissance since all the abandoned buildings were now used as temporary refugee camps since most of them were intact. Even now workers from all kinds were repairing and restoring them, giving the district a prospect gaining of an immense influx of middle class inhabitants.
Somewhere in a used to be abandoned warehouse, an experiment took place... an experiment of epic proportions!
"It lives, IT LIVES!" A deranged scientist that happened to be Felix Renton exclaimed with glee.
"Hicka Hicka boo?"
"Hoo Sha! "
"The brain activity is off the charts! It's waking!" The deranged IT specialist only known as THE Wade announced with excitement. Then the being... awakened!
"What is your biding my master?" the robotic voice of the machine of terror filled the warehouse.
"Do it! Do it!" They chanted like in a trance.
"As you wish masters!" the machine announced! The insides roared to life, creating a perfect and ultimate... Pizza!
"Me first," Jim and Tim lunged for the goods, taking their slices. "So good!" they awed in perfect sync.
"Yes! It can also make popcorn, hot dogs, hamburgers, and all the good stuff we can think off!" Felix said proudly.
"Best invention ever," Wade added.
"You honor me with your praise creators," the ultimate food maker said. "I will continue to support you with fuel!"
"Great!" Felix smirked. "Now where is our last conspirator!?"
The doors to the magazine opened, blinding the creatures of darkness.
"Gyah! My eyes!" the tweebs cried.
"Hey guys!" Ron entered the scene." Something smells way too good!" He marched and tasted the pizza. "Who made that?"
"Our ultimate food maker!" Wade said pointing to the machine that looked like an oversized oven.
"So that's what you have been doing all this time, time well spent!" he said. "But let's get down to the business, gentlemen." He pointed to the old table with a few chairs. "I summoned you all here to discuss the future of our company."
"Well we have the place, but we will need equipment to mass produce our goods and maybe some workers… or we can make them and have everything automatized." Felix rubbed his chin.
"I can handle the software, shouldn't be that difficult, no big." Wade said. "Just give me a platform to install it and we'll be good to go."
"We can build some machines to produce and assemble things." Jim said.
"But we will still need actual parts and materials." Tim added.
"I spoke with Betty and Drakken about that," Ron said. "They have contacts that can provide us with those things," he assured them. "I can also handle all the official gear; my parents said that they can fill all the documents for us. Also dad said that he can take the accountancy on."
"Cool, so we're set!" Felix said with visible excitement.
"Not yet, we lack two important things..." Ron said gravely, pausing to elevate the tension. "A name and the logo of our company!"
"Hmm true... but what would sound catchy?" Wade mussed. "Something that screams we're tech savvy."
"Brotherhood of Steel?" Felix suggested.
"We would be ruined in a week with all the lawsuits we would get." Ron said, albeit the name would be awesome.
"Mad Geniuses Alliance?" Tim suggested.
"Or maybe the Fellowship of Technology?" Jim stated.
"League of Legends?" Wade said, instantly receiving heavy stares. "Hey don't judge!"
"That is actually harder than it looks..." Ron mussed. "And we still need a logo..."
"That will take a while..." Wade sighed, "Ultimate food maker! Bring forth the fuel!"
"Yes Sir!"
Three days later,
Shego was tapping her foot impatiently. She hasn't seen Ron for three days and every time she texted or called he told her that he was busy.
It was pissing her off.
If not for the fact that GJ called them, she probably would've hunted him down and punished him severely for blatantly ignoring her needs.
Scratch that! She would still punish him for whatever he was doing.
"Hello, Shego," Kim says, joining her before the doors to Dr. Director's office. "Is Ron still not here?"
"Nope!"
"He went under so suddenly, I hope he's okay," Kim said worriedly.
"He'd better been under fire this whole time or I swear that I'll rip him a new one," she growled.
Kim glared at her but said nothing. After five minutes or so Ron finally arrived.
"Look who finally decided to show–urgh! You smell!" Shego nipped her nose, "You smell like you haven't taken a shower this whole time!"
"That may or may not be true." Ron droned. "But when I tell you, you will be floored!"
"I'm floored now by your smell, Ron." Kim said, scrunching her nose, "But let's go in already Dr. Director is waiting for us.
The trio knocked and entered the room. It was rather plain looking with few shelves for documents and books and a plain grey desk for work. Aside from that, there was a small room with a sofa and arm chairs obvious designed for important guests.
But the largest surprise was the fact that instead of Dr. Director they found her brother sitting in her seat.
Suffice to say, the man wasn't looking happy. Quite opposite in fact, one could say that he even looked worried.
"We got a problem," he said gravely, throwing a file in front of them.
It was labeled Rat Hole.
'Rat hole? Where have I heard that?' Ron thought.
"You got to be fucking kidding me!" Shego spoke, staring intensely at the piece of paper.
Oh hell what is going on in the most secure prison in the world? Well you will have to wait for next chapter to see! Since it's most likely the last chapter in this years I want to wish you all Merry Christmas&Happy New year!
I await christmas review guys! Don't let me down!