Disclaimer: I don't own K.P. and Co.
I know I have two other unfinished stories, but I have to get these 1,2,and 3 chapter stories out of my head. I am working on them, but it's kind of hard to focus on only one story when you have about twenty ideas floating around your noggin. It doesn't help that I have all the ones I started (which is about ten) up on my computer at the same time so I can alternate as I get ideas. Also, I am not British, but I decided to give Raven a British accent for some odd reason on my account.
DYK: Drakken's picture is not on the back page of the newspaper at the beginning of the breakfast scene (the one with the 'We're not talking about it!' line), but when Dr. Possible (Dad) says "I wouldn't give up. With Drakken, I mean.", his picture occupies a large portion of the back page.
"Class, we have a new student," said Mr. Barkin. A girl appeared in the door. She was roughly 5'5'' and had a slight tan. She wore navy shorts and a white tee shirt. However, her most startlingly feature was her bright emerald green eyes. They had a certain depth, yet coldness to them. Her raven hair was shoulder-length and wavy. "Please welcome Raven Sawman" A weak chorus of applause, which was stopped by a glance from Raven. "Possible, Stoppable, I want you to show Raven around."
Raven took a seat next to Ron. Mr. Barking spent most of the class hour explaining the rules of the school to Raven. Then he asked Raven where she came from.
"From the Sydney, Australia orphanage to the Middleton Orphanage to a foster home," replied Raven. "I'm adopted. Never met my da- he died before I was born. Mum gave me up when I was four."
The bell rang. Kim, Ron, and Raven went to their lockers, Raven's coincidentally by Kim's. Raven had arrived during last hour, as the paperwork to file her into the school had been demanding. During all this time, however, Kim noticed that Raven had kept her hands in her pockets. Now when Raven removed her hands to open her locker, she had on gloves.
"What's with the gloves?" Ron asked.
"I have a sort of ... affliction, if you will," Raven said.
"Oh, okay. Well, me and Kim are headed to cheerleading. See ya," Ron replied.
"I'm trying out," Raven stated flatly. She followed them to the gym. As soon as she passed through the doors, Bonnie just had to say something.
"I see you got another loser added into your posse," Bonnie remarked with a smirk.
The next thing Bonnie knew was that she was roughly slammed into the wall with a hand at her throat and her feet hanging a few inches from the floor. Raven had her other gloved hand pulled back behind her into a fist.
"Don't call me a lost," Raven hissed. She released Bonnie and turned away.
Suddenly the gym doors swung open. You will never guess who just came through the doors. Okay maybe you will.
"Ready to rumble princess?" Shego taunted. Kim went into one of her sixteen styles of fighting stances. Then Shego was crumpled in a heap on the bleachers. Raven was standing where Shego had been, though it was hard to tell the difference. She had apparently rammed Shego very hard.
"You're gonna pay for that," Shego growled.
"I don't think so," Raven replied with a smirk that Kim recognized. Only Shego could have such a vindictive smile. "Remember how I told you about my affliction?" Kim and Ron nodded. "Well, you're about to see it in action."
At the same time, Shego and Raven each fired up their hands. Green light flashed on the walls. Raven and Shego stared at each other's hands. Then the pair's hands went out.