I have had this floating around in my drive for a while and after seeing something posted about the KP series bible I wanted to get back into writing. Don't know if anyone will see this but I'd love feedback. -- It seemed unnaturally quiet and still for what was supposed to be a main thoroughfare for goods on the east coast. In the midst of the Boston harbor at night, one would expect more noise; crews of men bustling about to complete orders before the morning sun, or merchants tearing down their stalls as they finished packing up for the night. But in the early, yet dark, hours of a cold December night, it was unnerving to stand in the midst of silence. Perhaps she should have expected it, being three days before Christmas. Though having been on these docks several times before in her life, Kim Possible found it odd. The young adult took another step forward from behind a large shipping container, which was a rusted red color, paint chipping off on all sides from the brutal sea air. Her red hair picked up from her back in the chilling wind. The wind whipped violently every few minutes, pulling at the dark purple sleeves of her mission shirt. As she tucked a few locks of hair behind her ear, she cursed herself for decidedly not grabbing a jacket before leaving. Something just didn't feel right about it; the only intact jacket she had was a onyx one from Club Banana she had gotten years ago, and yet she couldn't bring herself to wear it. She mused on this as she watched the waves crash against the pier. Every time she came across that coat, she felt an unsettling knot form in her stomach, something she just couldn't explain. She bit her lip and grimaced just thinking about it, thinking about the way her blood would heat up in a fit of anger, jealousy, distrust... but most concerning of all, guilt. "Where is this person?" She muttered to herself, forcing the accompanying images from her mind. "I don't have all--" Kim stopped immediately, and took a sure footed step backwards, all of the muscles in her arms and torso tensing as of ready for a fight. Her body stiffened in a tangibly familiar way, as if prepared for someone she knew. "It can't be..." She muttered. She turned around and postured herself into a fighting stance, taking a few choice steps out into the dimly lit docks. The single halogen light that hung from the nearest store house did little to illuminate the area, but she was thankful for any sort of visual help. "Are you 'Dragon?'" She called into the darkness she had just crawled from. She knew whoever it was had lurked close behind her. "Come out and show yourself." She waited for a moment and listened closely beyond the howling wind that pulled at her once more before slowly lulling into a breeze. After a quiet moment she saw a lithe silhouette gently move within the shadows. Kim lifted an elegant eyebrow. The form moved silently as it walked towards her from between the shipping containers. Kim instinctively took a step back. Nearly everything inside her told her she knew this person. βWho are you?β She iterated. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up as she watched the form slowly step from the shadows. βOh, Princess, you knew who I was the minute you stepped foot on this pierβ¦β The voice responded in a sultry tone. It purred and seemed to drip with venom laced honey. As if touched by fire, Kim automatically took a step back and pulled her hands in front of her for defense. βShegoβ¦β She said in nearly a whisper. βYes, Kimmie?β The woman said as she stepped full from between the cargo containers, clad in her traditional black and green catsuit. βSurprised to see me?β She asked with a chuckled. She sauntered another few steps forward and softly laughed again when she saw Kim tense up and pull herself further into her position. βYou disappeared-- No one has seen you for years....β She did her best not to stammer over her words as she looked at the ghost of a woman before her. βFunny thing about that, Kimmie--β She raised a hand flippantly, βIβm a criminal and criminals have a funny way of disappearing off the radar when they donβt want to be seen.β Kim took a confident step forward when Shego continued her slow pace. βThen why are you here?β Kim practically growled. She could feel her eyes stinging and her hands shaking, but she couldnβt figure out why. She had a pain deep in her chest and she didnβt know what to feel. βSimple, Pumpkin.β Shego stopped her pace. βIβve come to warn you.β βWarn me?β Kim replied, shocked. Her stance loosened for merely a moment before she reasserted herself. βWhy would you come to warn me about anythingβ¦?β She growled. Shego crossed her arms and sighed. βItβs about Drakken.β She dead-panned. βDrakken? But heβs reformed, isnβt he?β Kim gaped for a moment when Shego scoffed and crossed her arms. βThatβs what heβd have you believe.β She muttered. βBut he is working on something big. Almost as big as the Little Diablo scheme.β Shego took another step forward and lowered her arms to her side non-threateningly. βAnd if you donβt get to him first, youβll--β Shego paused for a moment and seemed to grit her teeth. βThings are going to get ugly real fastβ¦β Kim raised an eyebrow. βSheβs not telling me the truthβ¦ I can see if in her postureβ¦ sheβs hiding somethingβ¦β She thought to herself. Kim acted as if she were going to disengage her stance and moved to the right of Shego, watching her every move. The other woman remained still and simply watched, but Kim didnβt notice that. Out of nowhere she launched herself at Shego, aiming to slug her in the chest to knock the wind out of her. Shego watched the other girl for a moment, watched as she tensed up her legs, moving to flank her. βNot very smooth of you, Princessβ¦β She thought. As Kim moved to attack, Shego swiftly grabbed Kim by the wrist and pulled the redhead's arms behind her. She grabbed the other wrist and held steadfast to it. Shego pulled Kimβs arms behind her and kept her hands in a tight grip. βAw, just couldnβt wait to have your arms around me? How sweetβ¦β Shego let that venom honey drip from her voice once more and Kim was forced to look into her eyes. She was close to the other woman, so close that it was a distraction to have that velvet voice so near to her ear. Kim struggle to remove herself from Shegoβs grip but to no avail. βSince when was Shego this strong!?β She thought as she grunted in frustration. βYou wish Shegoβ¦β Kim refuted under her breath. She tried fruitlessly for another moment or two to free herself from Shegoβs grasp, but with no indication of the other woman even breaking a sweat. βKimmie, what are you doing?β Shego asked offhandedly. She lifted an eyebrow and studied the young woman in front of her. Kim continued to try and defy Shegoβs grip on her. βKimmie.β She said again. Thatβs when Kim looked up with glossy eyes. βWhy should I trust you?β Kim gritted her teeth and spoke through them to even her breathing. βHuh!? Why?β Shego was taken aback, but her grip didnβt loosen any. Her brow furrowed, now frustrated. βBecause Iβm trying to help you, Cup-Cake.β Shego spat the nickname at her, syllable by syllable. βWhy though!?β Kim shouted again. βBecause--β βNo Shego! I donβt want you bullshit excuses!β Kim threw her body at Shego, relenting that she was not going to be freed. It took Shego by surprise and she had dig her heels into the decades old wood beneath her boots to keep a steady posture. Kim continued to thrash and try and free her arms from behind Shego. The raven-haired woman huffed and pursed her lips into an irritated line before taking the young womanβs arms and forcefully moving their position so she was behind Kim holding her arms crossed behind her back. Kim growled almost primally and tried to kick her legs up in front of her to flip out of Shegoβs grip. The mercenary simply took her own leg and wrapped it around one of Kimβs, entangling her into an uncomfortable position. Kim jerked uselessly. She threw herself backward to try and knock Shego down. She tried to kick her free leg behind her. She tried to flip sideways and twist out of Shegoβs grip. But Shego held tight, tighter than Kim thought she could. βKimmie--β βNo, Shego! I donβt trust you!β Kim yelled. Shegoβs grip loosened slightly, but by this point Kim was too exhausted to notice. βYou disappear for three years after the Lowardian invasion and suddenly you come back to leave an anonymous note, in my room,β she enunciated, βAnd expect me to listen to you!?β Kim craned her neck a little to look at Shego and her glossy eyes shone bright luminescent green in the dim incandescent lights of the dockside pier. The thief seemed stunned. Her expression was unreadable, but she looked into Kimβs eyes for a long moment as the hero panted heavily, out of breath. βHow do I know you havenβt been off creating even more havoc? Hurting innocent people for your own gain? Huh!? How do I know!?β Kimβs statement grew in intensity as she spoke and with renewed vigor, she began to thrash again, pushing her free leg behind her and hooking it around Shegoβs. Shego tried to counter, but it was too late. Her shock at Kimβs statement and the force of the young woman suddenly bucking backwards forced her to the ground and beneath the hero. Kim quickly released herself from her imprisonment and shifted her body rapidly to straddle Shego and hold the other womanβs arms above her head. βTell me that, Shegoβ¦β Kim huffed. Shego lay there for a moment, contemplating what Kim had said. She felt a lot of different grievances in that moment, as she watched Kim, but none so debilitating as when she looked into the tear laden eyes of her nemesis. Shego drew back at the sight. And she could only think of one thing to do; get angry. Itβs worked for her so far. βI donβt hurt people, Princess!!β She could feel her bodyβs temperature begin to rise and her blood boil with the flame that burned inside. βHow dare you accuse me of thatβ¦β Her voice was low and despondent, not at all holding the animosity she had intended. But Kim did stop. She looked at Shego for a moment and took in her features. Shego was doing her best to look away from Kim, anywhere but the young heroβs eyes. When the hero felt regret form a tight ball in her chest. She loosened her hands and slowly moved them to rest on Shegoβs shoulder, still feigning the fact that she was in control. βThen why are you trying to talk to me?β Kim prodded further. βEspecially under such-- ridiculous secrecy?β Shego looked at her with an expression that told Kim she was being stupid. βYou wouldnβt have come out here if I had signed it βYours truly, Shego,β now would youβ¦?β The thief said sarcastically. βYes I would!β Kim admonished. βNo, Princess! No, you wouldnβt!β Shego nearly spat at the girl but restrained herself. βAfter you reacted like this, do you really, honestly think you would have agreed to come see me?β Shego was growing more irritated by the moment. She flexed her fingers trying to release the buildup of adrenaline in her system, but by this point her blood was laced with it. βAnd at least I was nice enough to leave a note instead of surprising you in your house!β And with that, Shego lifted her hips and bucked her torso forward, flipping Kim off of her and gaining enough force to twirl backwards. She landed in a loose defensive position in a feeble attempt to keep Kim off of her. Taken aback though, Kim had no time to react and she fell onto her rear. She sat up and held a hand to her head before looking at Shego, whose face was steely and cold. It was a strange sight for Kim; she had never seen the other woman so emotionless, so blank. It caused her to recoil into herself again. With a heavy sigh, she leaned forward, resting both arms on her knees. She looked at the dock beneath her solemnly, silently for what seemed like more than a few brief seconds. It irked Shego. But Kim eventually moved to stand, realizing that Shego would have no problem taking advantage of her in this state. She stood up off the ground, outwardly confident once again, but inside it felt as though her chest were trying to rip itself asunder. βAlright, Shegoβ¦β Kim said in a softer tone. It shook the other woman to her very core. Shego slowly released her defensive stance and tilted her head somewhat. Kim was looking straight into her eyes. βIβll bite.β The hero tried to offer a smile, one that, oddly enough, Shego returned sadistically. βOh Princess, we havenβt reached that level in our relationship yet.β She chuckled low in her throat. To Kim, Shego suddenly seemed very close, closer than she should be and the thief leaned in eerily near. βWe better leave that.. kinky shit.. for another day..β Her voice was surprisingly sultry as her eyes looked to Kimβs lips then back to her eyes and the smile she wore was disarming. In an instant, Kim felt her cheeks burn bright red, a stark contrast to her light skin even in the dim light. She was inwardly cursing how close she had allowed Shego to get and the sudden push from the still steady wind at her back wasnβt helping her. She shivered from the cold-- or perhaps from the heat; she couldnβt really tell. She knew one thing though: She needed to get away from her now βShego!β She finally hollered after a long silence. She took her open palms and shoved Shegoβs shoulders to push her back. βHow-- Why would-- I mean--β She stammered over her words and started to feel the rest of her body burn when she heard her foe give a hearty laugh. When she looked up at the other woman, Shego was bent over from the force of her laughter. βWhat!?β Kim stomped her foot like the defiant teenager she was no longer supposed to be. When Shego finally regained her composure, she stood up and stepped back up to Kim, but kept enough distance as not to upset the redhead. βIve--β She started, but she bit her lip and rethought her words. βI forgot how much of a prude you were.β Satisfied with her response and the reaction of a gaping Kim, Shego crossed her arms and chuckled again. Kim crossed her arms as well, but in a much for defiant position. βI am not a-- We are getting off the subject, Shego!β Kim fumed. βYou know youβre cute when youβre angry.β Shego said in jest. But the shock and burn on Kimβs cheeks made her laugh again. βOh my god, Kimmie, it's a joke, cβmon.β Kim just grumbled under her breath for a moment and looked away from the dark haired woman. βCan we get on with it pleaseβ¦?β Kim was trying to act as though she were looking over the environment, but to Shego it was plain that she was too embarrassed to look at her. The shuffling of the young heroβs feet and the way she held herself as the wind tugged at her hair made Shegoβs chest ache. It was a new sensation. One that she unfortunately relented to, but not without making it appear on her own terms. βAlright, alright, Princess.β She said in a softer tone than Kim had ever heard. It caused the hero to look up. βSpoil all my fun, why donβt you.β Shego rolled her eyes. Kim stuck her tongue out for a moment before turning to face Shego again. βSo what is this βgrand scheme,ββ Kim held up air quotes, βthat Drakken has planned?β βI donβt know all of the specifics, but I do know that Drakken has finally snapped.β Shego began. She took a breath and tried to gather her thoughts, preparing what she wanted to say and what she wanted to leave out. βIβm back under his employment--β Kim scoffed and Shego simply glared at her. βHey, you would be too if you got offered that kind of money.β Kim rolled her eyes this time. βAs I was sayingβ¦ Iβve been watching him for a few months now. He has completely changed. He hasnβt monologued on why he decided to turn back to his evil ways, but whatever it was finally made him think he could really be the greatest villain in the world.β Kim lifted and eyebrow, but motioned for Shego to continue. βAll he has been talking about has been the destruction of the world and how he wants to watch everyone suffer.β That caught Kimβs attention and she lowered her arms. βI know; it doesnβt sound anything like how he used to beβ¦ Before it was whining for attention and craving mommyβs love,β Shego stuck her tongue out in disgust as she spoke. βBut now itβs volatile explosions, torture, and suffering. And whatβs worse is that he has newly supplied henchmen, all of which have been equipped with guns that have been modified from the technology he worked on after the Lowardian invasion. βIn retrospect, there are villains far worse than Drakken with guns, but Iβve always said that given the proper motivation, he could be very dangerous. Little Diablo was just the tip of the iceberg. Iβve seen designs for machines and nuclear devices previously thought impossible by most scientists. But I can never get a good enough look at them to see exactly what heβs doing. Drakken has been very secretive about these plans.β Shego paused for a moment and let the information sink in for Kim. βAnd Iβm scare--β Shego bit her lip again before continuing. βIβmβ¦ genuinely freaked out by his behavior. Because the last time he did this-- he... β Shego was struggling to save face and she bit her lip again as she let her words drift off. βYeahβ¦ He tried to ruin my life then kill me while I was distractedβ¦β Kim seemed lost in thought, enough to look away from Shego and begin a slow pacing movement. Shego listened to the gently thrumming of Kimβs shoes on the wooden docks and waited for a response. After a moment, Kim stopped and turned around to look at Shego again. βBut what I donβt get is why are you telling me this?β Kim gestured loosely towards Shego. βI mean, if youβre so loyal to him that youβd go back to work for him after three years--β βI have my reasons, Kimmie, just leave it at that.β Shego spat, unexpectedly defensive. Kim put her hands up as if to motion βalright, fine,β but the thought remained stuck in the back of her mind. βIs there anything else you can tell me? Anything that might help me get to him before this culminates into something bigger?β βThatβs all I know.β Shego said quickly and went to move away from Kim. She had said enough and needed to get out, remove herself from the heroβs presence before something she didnβt want to say slipped out. She brushed passed the young woman swiftly and moved to disappear behind the shipping containers once more. βShego wait--β Kim reached out and grabbed the other womanβs wrist. Shego stopped and looked down at the gloved hand that encircled her own. She bit down hard on her lip again before she turned her head to look at Kim. She took a long hard look at the girl, who seemed lost in her own head, analyzing the details and trying to scan what she could on the thief. In reality, Kim was wondering if she should ask her other more prominent questions before Shego was gone from her life once more. βYes?β Shego said as she lifted the hand Kim held to break her out of her reverie. βW-will you-- can you give me the location of the lair?β Kim quickly stammered out. Shego looked at her for a moment longer and did her best to not linger on the heroβs eyes. βSheβs not saying somethingβ¦β Shego thought with an elegantly arched eyebrow. βYeah. Heβs deep in the Mojave desert. Death Valley area.β Sheβs voice was rather soft. βHave Nerdlinger do a scan. If he canβt find it, Iβll be in contact again.β With that statement, Kim seemed to breath easily and her grip on Shegoβs hand loosened. But before she could ask another question, the mercenary had gently removed herself from Kimβs grip and slipped back between the shipping containers. βTill next time, Kimmie.β She said as she disappeared. βItβs been fun.β With that, Kim was left to her thoughts, along on the docks of Boston on a cold winter night. She didnβt shiver again though, as she walked along the expanse of the pier towards her car. She couldnβt think about the temperature outside. She was too distracted by the memory of Shego and the last few words she had spoke. The meeting was different from all the otherβs she had experienced with Shego. It wasnβt rough and fast, vying to get the edge on one another. The physical endurance they scrambled over was menial at best, but the images stuck in her mind now more so than any other encounter ever had. As Kim slipped into the driver's seat of her modified car, she took a long look out at the single incandescent light that hung above the door of the last store house on the pier. It was a strangely beautiful glow when contrasted against the endless abyss of the ocean. It seemed fitting somehow. And it was all she thought about as she pulled the car out of the harbor and allowed it to drive her home.
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