Ch. 02
After having returned the lighter to the kitchen and tossing the empty bottle of lighter fluid in the trash, Ron returned to his room. He decided that he needed to apologize to Shego, with her fearful gaze still etched into his mind, he was absolutely certain that he shouldn't wait.
Having made a decision on what to do, he needed a way to find her and although he could ask Wade, the young genius would most likely tell Kim and that was a conversation he did not want to have. So he opted for a little test, to see wether or not he could access his 'abilities' like he had hours before. Abilities, he was not sure when he had learned.
Turning to his desktop computer, he powered it on and was about to attempt to hack his way into Drakken's system when a loading screen pops up when he opened the internet.
"Ugh, completely forgot that this is a fossil!" Ron mutters shaking his head. "Maybe it's time for an upgrade."
A little uncertain but choosing to follow his gut, he stood and headed downstairs to the garage. Once there, he looked around for a couple of things and tools he 'felt' were necessary for the job. Heading upstairs, he decided to bring Rufus some cheese from the kitchen, seeing as he was overdue for a nap and frankly he couldn't remember the last time the little guy ate.
Placing the tools and things he brought on the floor, he gave Rufus the cheese. Taking a moment to watch Rufus eat and feeling a smile come to his face at the scene of him stuffing his face, he turned back to his desktop. Ron took a moment to power off the desktop and think about the 'upgrade' he was about to perform, while he unplugged and placed it in the center of the floor in his room.
Ron took the tools and began taking apart the tower case. Once that was done, he dismantled the rest. Then he began accessing each part to see which needed 'upgrading', could still be used or should be replaced. Following a 'feeling' of what the computer needed to reach the 'upgrade' he desired, Ron began his work.
Couple of hours later, with Rufus sleeping on his bed, Ron completed the 'upgrade' on his computer. Around him lay parts of various electronics used to enhance its performance, handle the greater power requirements and cool the computer so it would not overheat. By the end of it, he couldn't help but think of all the times he saw the Possible twins working on inventions of their own. Coming to the conclusion that with them, his own knowledge and villains' crazy inventions to take over the world, that he constantly had to find ways to destroy was how he learned so much on the tech side of things, he was ready to attempt and find Shego.
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Ron wrote the program necessary to hack into Drakken's system, based on what he remembered about it's weaknesses when he had access to it and set to work. The first attempt of the program took around an hour, before he deemed it a failure. Going back to drawing board sort to speak and trying to figure out the problem, he noticed that the reason for the failure was that the program was trying to 'ram' through the firewall and thus triggering failsafes.
Ron, realizing that his anxiety over everything and to apologize made him impatient, took a couple of deep breaths before continuing his work on the program. In his work, he lost track of time as he meticulously rewrote and added code to ensure that his program bypassed and infiltrated Drakken's system. At that point in his work, he realized that it would leave traces of his actions in Drakken's system so he added to the program in order to ensure that his search went by undetected.
Looking over it one last time, Ron set the program to work and glanced over at the time, 1:43am.
"Wha-!" Ron muttered startled. It was just past 9pm when he started fixing and looking over his program. "Looks like I won't be done tonight." He mused, stretching his muscles before focusing on the screen.
It was almost an hour later when his program bypassed the last firewall and granted him access. He had 28 minutes 13 seconds, before his program automatically began cleaning traces of his actions and left Drakken's system, meaning he had to work fast.
Luckily for Ron, pulling up Drakken's current location was easy, he was a couple of towns over in a time-share lair provided by Hench CO. The inconvenience, was that from the looks of things, Shego was not in there with him, apparently having gone on 'vacation' for the next week, as per her contract. This caused Ron to feel relief over that fact, although he was not sure why, seeing as he only met her six months back when team Possible was asked to help on a heist she committed.
Looking over Shego's files, Ron found her bank account information and contact number, committing the latter to memory. Figuring he might as well start with the number, since hacking into the bank would probably take too long and he wasn't sure of success, he attempted to tracks its location. Ron manipulated Drakken's own system to do the work he needed and in minutes he had a destination, 8 miles off of Go City.
Smiling, Ron left Drakken's system, making sure the program eliminated his traces and started the shutdown sequence on the desktop, before finally noticing the smoke.
"Aw Man!" Ron states moving to unplug the device. "Looks like I underestimated the power and cooling requirements."
After spending several minutes making sure the desktop was not on fire, Ron moved to open the window to let in some fresh air. Going back to his desk and writing a note to Rufus for when he wakes up. In it, he let him know that he would be back by evening tomorrow and that he should try not to eat all the cheese. Once that was done, Ron began collecting the electronics and tools, figuring he might as well take them back to the garage on his way out. Grabbing his 'bad boy' leather jacket he headed downstairs.
Ron placed the electronics and tools in the corner, finally turning to his 'ride'. The re-invented tricycle looked nothing like his childhood toy except for the three wheels. This new version being an ATV (all terrain vehicle) bigger then most dirt bikes and motorcycles, with wheels that could go on a Jeep. Looking it over one more time and marveling at his creation he put on the jacket and moved to open the garage doors. Rolling out the machine and waiting for the garage doors to close he pulled out his smartphone to input the address where Shego was, the estimated time was under 2 hours, meaning he'd get there just before 5am.
Ron grabbed his helmet of the handlebars, putting it on before moving on to his seat and placing his right hand thumb over the power button, waiting a moment for the machine to scan his fingerprint and the specific amount of time to press it without triggering the anti theft protocols. He powered on the vehicle, hearing the engine roar to life and smiling. He'd been trying to convince his parents to give him permission to buy a newer motorcycle to replace his scooter but had yet to succeed.
"Boo Yah!" Ron shouted as he began his ride towards the interstate and ultimately to Shego.
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Hours Earlier, Hench CO. Time-Share Lair
Shego could not wait to get away from Drakken and to have some time to herself. Although she would not even admit it to herself, the experience with Stoppable had her on edge and listening to Drakken complain about her ditching him for Stoppable was not helping her mood.
"...and to think, that my most trusted employee would turn their back on me!" Drakken shouts, still in a rant for the last few minutes. "Shego, Shego! Are you listening!" Drakken shouts looking over at her filling her nails on a chair to the side.
Shego's powers flared in irritation, melting the nail file, she's had enough of letting him vent his irritation. She did feel bad about ditching him, that being the reason that she did not attack the man for his ranting but she was not about to tell him that.
"Enough Dr. D, I'm going on vacation." Shego cuts him off before he begins again and flairs her plasma on her right hand, daring him to contradict her.
"Ugh, o-of course." Drakken pauses, beginning to sweat. "Take the hovercraft." He insist, quickly leaving the room before he hears the phrase 'Drakken goes ouch!'.
"Later Dr.D." Shego sighs to herself, before grabbing her stuff and heading to the hovercraft.
Once on the hovercraft and in the air, Shego debates wether to do her usual and head to a resort but after thinking for a while, she decides she needed to go home. It had been a while since she went to the property she owns and she knew that even at a resort, she would not be able to fully relax with people trying to get her attention hoping to bed 'The Villain Shego' but she was not in the mood for that, she needed to be alone in a place only she knew about, so her decision to go home.
By hovercraft, Shego's trip was quick and uneventful. She was lost in her thoughts as the hovercraft's autopilot took her to her destination, her right hand index finger tapping impatiently on her long leg, still thinking of her encounter with Stoppable today. Soon her home came into view, snapping Shego out of her thoughts. Taking the controls to maneuver around the two floor estate, towards the pool area, where she planed to park and cloak the hovercraft till morning, when she'll move it to the underground garage.
Shego, carrying the stuff she brought with her, mainly spare suits, moves to the seemingly normal glass doors, that are made to withstand the impact of a grenade in short proximity with barely a scratch. Placing the majority of her right hand palm onto the glass, waiting two second before adding her ring finger to be scanned by the palm print scanner built in, she unlocks the door and it opens with soft hiss.
"Home, sweet home!" Shego says aloud, "Code 13,01,0." Adding for the voice activated system to turn off the alarm and power on the generators. Without the phrase and code the house would go into lockdown in 30 seconds, disperse a sleeping drug and notify her that her home has been breached. 3 minutes after that, if the proper codes are not entered, the house would self-destruct.
Leaving her bag by the stairs, Shego stretches her muscles from the ride and looks around to see if anything is out of place. Not catching anything and seeing as the automated cleaning bots seemed to have kept her home free of dust, she prepares to go upstairs.
"Home, lock doors and enter private mode." Shego commands, effectively making the windows a one way looking glass, that when looked at from outside would seem like tinted black glass but would not obstruct her view. She did not need to worry about sound, having had her home built with the best soundproofing money can buy.
Moving up the stairs to the master bedroom, Shego begins to unzip her 'work clothes', letting her beautiful breast come into view, her nipples a slightly darker green then the rest of her skin. The top of her suit, now around her waist after having peeled her arms out. She opens the door to her room, ready to peel the rest of the skintight suit off of her skin but pauses feeling the need to check on the security network.
"Home, display perimeter security in master bedroom" Shego says aloud walking to the floor to ceiling glass windows in the room. As she watches, the windows darken and begin displaying live video footage of the perimeter. Taking the time to observe each video for a few moments, she nods to herself satisfied. "Home, turn off security display in master bedroom."
Shego turns and slowly continues peeling off the skintight suit, revealing more of her gorgeous body. Her proportions, that would make models seethe with jealousy, a body that hid power most bodybuilders would never reach yet not taking anything from her feminine appeal and skin which's softness rivals that of a newborn were her pride, not mentioning her hair. Working in conjunction with her comet powers, a careful exercise regimen and skincare products proven to be effective, she maintained her appearance. A scar free skin, even though she enjoyed fighting and spent quite a lot of time training in martial arts, was another result of her powers, one that like any woman, she was glad to have.
Although for a 21 year old, such care seems a tad extreme, Shego couldn't forget her school days. Being mocked for the tone of her skin, effectively leaving scars in her heart and alienating her from her peers. An added bonus of that experience, was that she put that much extra effort into her school work, finishing high school at 16 and getting her degree in child development by 20 although by that point she was already an established villain, she was not someone to leave anything she wanted unfinished and with online courses, got the job done.
Now, fully nude, she turned to bathroom, leaving her suit in the floor, eager for the shower she was going to take. The bathroom was big and spacious, it was equipped with both a shower and a separate bath that fit at least two people comfortably, with built in hydro massage jets for relaxation.
Stepping past the glass dividing the sink and toilet, from the bath and shower area, she turned on the water and adjusted the temperature before walking under the stream. Taking some time to just enjoy the water, before grabbing the sponge and body wash and beginning to wash. Shego took her time, making sure to properly wash her firm yet flexible body before nodding in satisfaction and beginning to rinse of the soap.
Taking another few minutes to enjoy the water, Shego places her hands over her smooth belly and sighs. A few months ago, after spending a night with one of the few guys she's been with, normally preferring women, they having a more innate knowledge and how to pleasure a woman. She went to her doctor, realizing that it was a while since she started having unprotected sex and was due for a check-up. The results brought her to tears, the strength of her immune system, was such that most foreign substances were eliminated quickly and her eggs seemed to be just as resilient effectively taking away her ability to have children of her own.
Turning off the shower and realizing that she forgot a towel, her skin still glistening with water, Shego went out of the bathroom and towards the walk in closet. In it, she had designer clothes from the most reputable designers. Glancing at a corner where she had a hidden compartment, where she kept a very precious dress to her that she had yet to wear, in a suitcase that ensured it comes out unscathed if the self-destruct was carried out, she turned looking for something comfortable to wear yet she could exercise in. Settling for black sports shorts and a matching tank top, she put them on without underwear preferring not to feel restricted while working out.
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Shego's workout started without a problem, going from stretching to a run on thread mill, nothing was out of place, this being one of the patterns she constantly uses. No, the problem started once she finished with the weights and moved to practice her martial arts. At first everything seemed normal, she moved around the specialized training dummy, designed to compensate for her above average strength, in a flurry of strikes. She used anything from fists, palms, nails, elbows, knees and kicks on her phantom opponent. From a distance it almost looked like a dance, her grace and technique on display, her actions certain and controlled. Then it took a more rapid tempo, her face morphing from a look of concentration into one of anger with her teeth bared, almost like her life depended on it.
In Shego's mind, at one point in her workout, appeared Stoppable's face but not with his goofy grin that at times she found infectious but the one from earlier today, one promising death. With that thought, came a plasma powered claw strike that destroyed the equipment breaking it to pieces.
"No!" Shego growled out breathing heavily while lost in her thoughts. Plasma was still visible in her hands, which she closes and opens not knowing what to do. Shego was not someone to fear anyone and the possiblity was not one she was comfortable with. Resolving herself to fight Stoppable the next time he and Princess come to stop one of Drakken's plans, she made an effort to stop her powers, watching the green black glow recede.
"Home, what's the current time?" Shego states wondering the time.
"11:52pm." Answers the automated male voice.
"Ugh, can't believe I lost track of that much time." Shego grumbles, "It was just 8 when I started." she continues shaking her head.
Shego, feeling her exhaustion from the day and workout start catching up with her, decides to forgo her plans for diner, opting for a bath before bed. Quickly giving commands, so that the cleaning bots replace the broken equipment and clean the room, she heads down the hall. Taking leisurely steps towards the stairs leading to the first floor and coming up to the another set of glass doors marking her garage, she takes a glance at her 'babies' before going up the steps. Coming up the stairs by the kitchen, she stops just long enough to drink a glass of water. Grabbing the bag with her stuff at the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor, she makes her way back to her room.
Picking up her suit off of the bedroom floor and bringing it to the hamper in her closet. Shego opens the bag she is carrying, taking out a couple of similar suits, underwear she sleeps in and towels tossing them into the hamper. Leaving her smartphone in the bag she sets it aside, already looking for a fresh towel. An hour later, after a quick shower and a long bath, letting the hydro massage jets relax her, she was in a matching black underwear that accentuated her curves and ready for bed.
At 2:41am, Shego's smartphone screen flashes with light, indicating the location feature was active. Under a minute later, it went back to sleep mode, the location feature turning back off.