I don't own these characters and I don't own this concept. The characters are owned by Disney and the concept comes from the anime "Bubblegum Crisis 2040." In the spirit of BGC 2040, all the chapters here will be named after songs. This chapter title is a song by Incubus.

Warning: there will be some OOC in this fic to try to get the KP characters to fit the BGC characters they're replacing.

Second warning: this will eventually be KiGo and Bet/Viv, so if that bothers you, run while you have the chance.

Bubblegum Flavored

1: "Blood on the ground"

Go City was incredible! Kim could not believe her eyes as she turned to look around the main square of her new home and work area. She had been acting like a tourist since she arrived, which was to be expected. Going from a town like Middleton to the new Mega-Go City was like going from living in a cardboard box to living in a mansion with all of the luxuries one could imagine. Kim's senses were being overloaded with each turn of her head.

The buildings in Mega-Go City seemed to touch the heavens to Kim, especially the ones in the area that she worked in, which was the business district of the city. Kim recently got a job at one of the largest corporations in Go City, the Gemini Corporation. It was the cause for her move from home, Middleton and her parents' house, to Go City and her own apartment.

"Kim, girlfriend, if you keep looking around with your mouth open like that, you're going to attract flies," Kim's best friend and now coworker, Monique remarked with a teasing smile as she came up behind the redhead. She patted Kim on the shoulder in an encouraging manner. "Come on, we've got to get lunch soon to avoid being late for work." Monique then began to stroll off.

Kim's face scrunched up in confusion. "How can you tell what time it is when you don't even have on a watch?" she asked while trotting off after her friend.

Monique stopped, letting Kim catch up so that she could answer the very good question. She then turned to the left and pointed at a line in the sky. Kim knew what that was: the Sky Hook, which moved supplies from Earth to space. It was the new pet project of the company that the pair worked for. She recalled that the corporation had actually contacted her father, wanting him to work on it, since he was a world-renowned rocket scientist. Her father had no intention of leaving his home town to work for a company that he did not trust much anyway; one could imagine that he was not too thrilled when Kim left home to work for that same company.

Kim probably would not have left to work for the Gemini Corporation, but a few things factored into her decision. One was that her best friend worked there, so at least she would know someone at the company and in the city. Two, the company would pay for her to go to college after she worked there for a year and continued to work there when she started school. The university that she wanted to go to was in Go City, so it made sense to her to have a job and to get her education paid for while she could. The Corporation also provided her with an apartment nearby, so she did not have to worry about locating a place to live. Not to mention, she would get a feel for being totally independent.

"You tell time from looking at the Sky Hook?" Kim inquired curiously. As advanced as the city was, they were using the Sky Hook as a sundial? She supposed it gave them a certain charm, but it was still strange.

"It's like a big sundial, believe it or not. You'll get used to it. I know I did. The shadow of the Sky Hook makes it easy to tell what time it is without a watch from all around the city," Monique explained.

Kim nodded. "Gemini certainly is trying something daring with this program," she commented with some bite, more speaking to herself than anything else. She frowned a bit as she spoke, which her friend noticed.

"Do you think the Sky Hook and this energy program will actually work?" Monique asked as they turned to go get their lunch, focus leaving the Sky Hook for now.

"I don't know. My dad thinks it's a stupid idea. I think I agree. I mean, we keep stripping the Earth of resources and instead of taking care of that problem, we just go out into space to strip some place else of its resources. Doesn't sound too bright to me," Kim replied with a shrug.

Monique nodded. "Always thinking like the hero you are," she remarked with an amused smile. She did have to agree with her friend's thoughts, though.

"Not really," Kim answered modestly. "Saving kittens out of trees and things aren't really all that heroic."

Monique rolled her eyes. Sometimes her friend's humble nature was annoying. Back at home, Kim was something of a hero and it went way beyond saving kittens in trees. She had done serious work, enough to be made an honorary police officer when she was still in high school.

"Speaking of heroes, have you seen them?" Kim asked curiously with an arched eyebrow as they continued their walk through the large square with a few trees and flowers in the business district of the city. There were not many green areas in that part of town.

It was Monique's turn to raise an eyebrow. "Them?" she echoed in quite the puzzled tone.

"You know, them," Kim said, placing super-emphasis on her last word. She even did a hand gesture, pretending to throw a punch, as if that would help. Surprisingly enough, it did help her friend catch her drift.

"Oh, them. You're kidding me, right? You don't actually believe in the 'champions of justice,' Knight Sabers, do you?" Monique asked in a skeptical tone, biting back a laugh. She could not believe that her rather intelligent friend could believe in such rubbish.

"Yes, I do. I read about them all the time on the internet back home. I was even able download some stuff about them. They're cool," Kim declared as they finally got to their destination. She seemed quite proud about that the fact that she was able to download stuff about a fictional group, as far as her friend was concerned anyway.

They decided to eat at Bueno Nacho, which was not too crowded thankfully, even though it was everyone's lunch hour in the district. Monique had just discovered that a lot of the older folks refused to eat at Bueno Nacho because they thought of it as a children's restaurant and also as a poor man's place to eat. A lot of things were about image in the business district and eating at Bueno Nacho was bad for the image. It was a good thing for that because it meant that waiting for food at Bueno Nacho did not take most of the lunch hour.

Sure, Monique was all about her image in some respects, but others not so much; having a decent lunch in a reasonable time was one of those things. She had also dropped some of image-consciousness since working for the Gemini Corporation consisted of a work uniform that she was expected to wear everyday at work; mulberry was not a color that she enjoyed working with. In fact, seeing it on her best friend made her think that they had to look like clowns to the rest of the world. Who the hell made their employees where mulberry skirt suits as an employee uniform?! She did not complain, though, as it was a good paying job with some good benefits.

"The Knight Sabers are a myth, Kim. I wouldn't walk around mentioning them to people around here either because they'll look at you like you're nuts," Monique advised her friend in slightly chiding tone because she honestly thought it was a ridiculous belief.

Kim scoffed and rolled her eyes. "They're not a myth. I've seen stuff on them."

"Well, I haven't and I've lived in the city they supposedly operate in for a year. Everyone I've spoken to about it says they've never seen a news report with the Knight Sabers either. So, I'm more inclined to believe they're a myth than anything else," Monique pointed out with a shrug.

"There's never anything about them on the news? Even in Go City?" Kim asked with a stunned expression on her face. She thought that was rather weird. She had always thought that she never saw any news clips on the group because she lived in Middleton, but it would seem that there just was no news on the group at all. She supposed it could be a cover-up.

Monique steered the conversation away from the Knight Sabers to something saner, like how Kim was enjoying Go City so far. They made it to the counter and ordered their lunch from the cashier, who was something less than human, like a lot of things around Go City. The robot, who was blonde with soft-looking face that was colored completely white, gave them their orders and they paid. Kim even thanked the robot before walking off with Monique. The robot did not respond in any form aside for tell them to "come again" in a rather sweet voice.

"Bebes kinda creep me out," Monique commented as she went into her bag to pull out her lunch. "It doesn't help when you talk to them act like they're people." So far, every "Bebe," which were robot helpers, that they had come across, Kim had reacted to the machine as if it was a person, like she had done with that cashier.

"Well, we don't have any Bebes in Middleton yet, you know. So, a lot of the jobs done by Bebes here are done by regular people in Middleton," Kim pointed out before taking a sip of her soda as they strolled down the street. Her good friend was planning to show her more of the city while they had the time.

"I know. I did live there not too long ago," Monique remarked with a smart-aleck smirk.

"You're acting like you didn't, though, talking about me talking to them like people. Besides, they're always polite, so I have to be polite in return," the redhead commented with a shrug. That fact was practically in her genes, she thought.

"That's one of the things that make them so creepy. I mean, between that the fact that they look so human a lot of the time is just weird. I know that sounds a bit weird since we work for Gemini Corporation and everything, but I still find them creepy," Monique stated. The company that they worked for made Bebes; those were the company's main products.

Kim was about to say something, but a noise from behind her caught her attention. She turned just in time to see that she was about to be mowed down by a green and black motorcycle. She quickly moved to get out of the way. She was clipped by the side-view mirror, though.

Kim let out a loud hiss as she was spun around from the slight force that she was struck with. She tried to catch her balance, but she was in damned high-heel shoes; it was a part of an attempt to look professional for her first day of work. It was her downfall now, as the shoes made it too hard to regain her balance and she tilted too far to the left. She dropped the ground and slipped her soda. Her lunch spilled from her bag, spreading out on the pavement.

"Damn it," Kim groaned while ignoring the slight pain throbbing in her hip.

"That was close," Monique said, letting out a breath that she did not know she was holding. She thought that her good friend had been seriously injured there.

"Hey!" the redhead screamed down to the fleeing bike and driver as she climbed to her feet.

There was a familiar fire in the olive eyes of Kim, which caused Monique to gulp. Things did not get better when the biker actually stopped. Kim growled in anger and took a step toward the biker, who was decked out in green and black leathers to match the bike. The biker's head was covered with a black helmet, not that they would be able to see the rider's face because the person did not bother to turn around to face them. The leathers did allow them to know that the biker was a woman, as the outfit hugged her form enough to allot fantasies to those that wanted to stare.

"Kim, let it go. I mean, it's not like you got killed or anything and it was sort of our fault for walking in the street," Monique pointed out in a strong, but calm tone that she hoped her friend would respond to. "You don't want to get mixed up with people like that around here," she added.

"You made me spill my lunch! You owe me!" Kim called down to the biker, clearly ignoring her friend.

The biker just stared mutely, eyes barely visible from the visor did not seem to care what she had done. Kim growled again, thinking that she was being mocked. She marched down the biker and hollered about how the rider owed her once again for the lunch; forget the fact that she had been slapped with a side-view mirror and knocked on her ass. Monique groaned; apparently, Kim was the same old Possible that she recalled.

"We're going to be late for work!" Monique shouted down to her friend, hoping that would get Kim to turn around. But, that fell on deaf ears too. Kim was obviously quite determined to see that justice was given to her.

"You hear me? You owe me lunch!" Kim stated as she stood before the silent biker.

The motorcyclist continued to stare. Suddenly, the tinted visor of the helmet was lifted, revealing cat-like emerald green eyes and a glimpse of pale, almost white skin. Kim glared at the biker, whose gaze did not waver under such an intense look. And then out of the blue, the biker pointed to her forehead.

"You got a little something there, princess," the biker remarked in a low voice. It almost seemed like she was laughing at the fiery redhead before her without letting loose an actual chuckle.

"What?" Kim practically growled and then she touched her forehead. She felt something a little wet. She looked down at her fingertips to see that they were stained scarlet. She was bleeding!

While Kim was busy inspecting her minor injury, the biker took that moment of distraction to drive off. Kim snarled at the sneaky tactic of the rider. Monique knew what was going to happen before Kim even moved.

"Oh, hell no! I'm not going to be completely disrespected my first freaking day here!" Kim declared and she took off after the troublesome biker.

"Kim, we're going to be late!" Monique screamed, not that Kim seemed to care.

The redhead bolted down the stairs as the biker moved through the leveled parking garage; the food court that they were at was at the top of a mall and the parking garage was close by. Kim frowned because the high-heel shoes made it hard to run down the stairs, but lucky for her, the motorcycle was going slowly because of the traffic in the garage. Still, at the rate that she was going, she would definitely lose the bike and her dignity.

"Damn it, I'm not letting this go!" Kim mentally proclaimed. She was not going to be pushed around her first day or she was certain that such a fate would follow her through out her stay, which she did want to be for a long time. It would not due to be cursed with at least five years of bad luck.

The redhead looked for a better way to get down to the ground rather than just taking the stairs. She noticed an opening to the side and decided to go through it. She flipped off of the stairs to the window-like opening in the garage. She then spotted a pipe a few yards away, which went downwards, so it would get her to the ground. She just had to get to that pipe, which she did not see as much of a problem, even though the ledge that she was standing on was rather narrow.

Kim wasted no time taking a running leap at the pipe and grabbing it with no problem. She slid down the pole like a fireman would just as her target was exiting the garage. The biker must have noticed her because the helmeted offender looked upward and seemed to want to see Kim pull the stunt off because the biker stayed parked right there. The interesting thing was not a clearly corporate worker was going down a pipe, but that the pipe stopped a couple of stories before the ground showed up.

Kim obviously did not care about where the ground was and kept going down. She let go of the pipe just as it ran out. She landed with the grace of a cat…until the heel of her shoes snapped off. She sucked her teeth as she lost her balance for the second time in five minutes. She stayed on her feet that time and held her arms out, blocking the path of the bike.

"You owe me lunch," Kim stated once again. She was not out of breath and she was standing strong. She was serious about being compensated with a new lunch apparently, which was interesting and amusing.

The biker could be heard snickering behind the helmet while shaking her head. She then simply turned the bike around and rode off the other way. Kim snarled as the rider kept going. The rider did have to dodge a broken shoe as she made her getaway. Kim could be heard screaming in frustration several blocks over.

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"Miss Possible, this isn't a good habit that you're working yourself into and it reflects poorly on the company for you to come in late, missing a shoe, a torn shirt, and a wounded. How are you supposed to see customers in such a state?"

Kim was silent for a moment while being reprimanded by one of her bosses; this one happened to be a Bebe. The Bebe looked similar to the one that had serviced Kim and Monique when they went to Bueno Nacho. This Bebe was blonde, though its hair was long and done in a different style, and her skin was just as white. She was dressed in the Gemini Corporation colors, but her suit was different from Kim's and Monique's to indict that she held a higher position in the company.

"I can't believe I'm being scolded by a Bebe," Kim grumbled.

"I may be a Bebe, but I am still the one that is in charge of this floor and I do have give you assessments and rate your skill at your job. It would behoove you to refrain from making such statements and just do your job to the best of your ability. Do you understand?" the Bebe inquired.

"I understand perfectly well," Kim replied while trying to keep her face from being tense, but she was tight thanks to the day that she was having. Her first full day in Go City and she was already hoping that things did not get any worse.

"Good. Clean yourself up as much as possible and never let this happen again."

"Yes, ma'am."

Kim sighed and was dismissed. She went back to her cubicle and frowned rather harshly while glaring at the empty desk as if it was the one that wronged her. The desk was probably the only thing in Go City that had yet to get on her nerves, though.

The place that Kim worked looked like most other corporate offices. There were cubicles with short walls separating them spread out through the floor. The cubicles were all lined up in a row to give the place a sense of order and efficient. All of the low-level employees on her floor wore the company uniforms, just like she did. It seemed like a rather boring place to work, she had thought the first time she set foot in there that morning. It would seem she was wrong if getting in trouble counted as excitement.

"Damn lousy biker, nearly killing me and then getting me in trouble. Damn Bebe, can't reason with a freaking machine, which is probably why they put on in charge. No human sympathy or anything like that," Kim grumbled while turning her computer on. The computer was the only thing on desk, mostly because it came with the desk.

The redhead decided to get to work, hoping to avoid anymore problems for the day at least. She was able to get a few things done before her stomach started to grumble, obviously upset that it had been unintentionally neglected for the afternoon. She sighed and climbed up from her slightly uncomfortable seat, going in search for something to soothe her empty belly.

"Kim, try not to take too long. The floor boss is a bitch about these things," Monique warned her friend.

Kim nodded to show that she understood. She doubted that a trip to the vending machine could take too long, so she should be fine. She made it to the vending machines without a problem and scanned the machine for what she wanted. Just as she was about to put her money in, she was distracted from her task.

"Hey, you new around here?" a somewhat deep, smooth voice inquired from behind her.

The redhead twirled around to see a tall young man with blonde hair standing before her. He was large and wide with an athletic build. He was dressed professionally and smiling down at her with an almost sweet look on his face.

"Yes, I'm new," Kim admitted in a slightly guarded tone.

"Cool. You're Kim, huh?" he asked.

"How'd you know?" she countered, feeling just a little more suspicious.

"You're the only new employee to come on this week. Besides, I'm supposed to keep up with these things. So, how do you like this place so far?" he inquired in a curious, but friendly tone while motioning around the hall.

Kim glanced away. "It's fine, I guess. Having Bebes for bosses is a little different…" she muttered.

"I know what you mean. The one on this floor is a real hard-ass. Oh, I'm Brick Flagg," he said, just remembering to introduce himself. "So, aside for the job, how's everything else? You like the city?"

"I haven't gotten the chance to see much of it yet," she confessed with a slight laugh. She was hoping to see as much of it as she could the moment that she got a chance, though. The plan was for Monique to show her some of the city when her schedule was clear in a couple of days and Kim planned to get lost a few times on her own while waiting for Monique to have time for her. She could not help it, being the adventurous type and all.

"That's too bad. It's a nice place. Maybe I could show you around a bit," he volunteered with a charmingly boyish smile.

Kim thought on it for a moment. Having a tour guide just once might help since she did not know her way around the town at all, her mind pointed out. Agreeing also gave her an excuse to get out and see the city. After all, if she left it up to herself, she knew that she would always allow something to come up and it would take her forever to see the whole city on her own despite the fact that she had plans to get lost in the city.

"Sounds good," she agreed.

Brick nodded and Kim took her leave, forgetting to get herself something to eat. He smirked to himself as he watched her walk away. He then shook his head.

"Damn, that is one fine new employee," he mumbled. Luckily enough for him, Kim did not hear.

In fact, Kim was busy thinking that her luck might have changed. After all, she was going to see the city and she had someone to show her around. Before she made it back to her desk, she found out that she had had that thought way too soon.

"Miss Possible, you were not authorized to leave your area. That is one demerit," the floor boss Bebe informed her.

Kim groaned and scowled. And then to top matters off, her stomach growled, reminding her that she did not even get her snack. Apparently, the bad luck continued. Maybe she should just go home and never get out of bed again rather than risk going out on such a day. But then again, she was never one to back down just because of a little misfortune.

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Next time: meet some other characters, find out how Kim's night with Brick goes, and see if the Knight Sabers are just a myth.