A/N: Amazing, no, the Earth didn't swallow me whole or anything like that, although not for lack of trying. Anyway, this story is based on a series of "What If" pictures by the very talented artist, YogurthFrost. I suggest you go checking out his gallery over at DeviantArt. There is a link to it on my profile. I hope you guys enjoy this one. ^_^
I don't own these characters; they belong to Disney.
Era of the Warring States
First Array: Battle Fatigue
Prologue: The Before Time
"Shego!" Doctor Drakken's loud shriek echoed through the halls of his lab, reaching the ears of a woman who was just trying to relax.
Lounging underneath a sun lamp, Shego sighed. I'd sell my soul for a day at the beach without having to hear my name called like that. Of course, I would need a soul to sell for that to work. The thought tickled her enough to get a chuckle out of her.
"Shego!" came the roar a second time.
"Can't he take a hint?" she asked the air, although she was not sure why he needed her. She was somewhat superfluous to his life at the moment. Or at least that was the impression she had been getting lately.
"Shego, didn't you hear me calling you?" Drakken bellowed as he stormed into the small room that Shego had been resting in.
"Mars could hear you calling me," she remarked, not bothering to look at him. He could not tell where her eyes were directed anyway because she was wearing dark sunglasses.
"Well, if you hear me, why didn't you answer?" he demanded, stomping his small foot and scowling at her. Folding his arms across his chest, he waited for a snappy response that did not come. Shego merely rolled over on to her side. "Well!" he bellowed.
"What does it matter why I didn't answer? You're here now, so you can tell me whatever it is you need to tell me. Are you going to brag some more about how you have the whole world fooled and they think you're going straight, but you're just using the lab and whatever else they hand you to take over the world? Been there, heard that. Way too many times, in fact," she griped, waving him off with the hope of escaping a rant.
Snorting, Drakken turned his nose up at her. "That's not true and you know it. Besides, it's a genius idea, right? I mean, they've given me this great lab and anytime I ask for something, I always get it quickly. Before you know it, we'll have the world eating out of the palm of our hands!" he proclaimed.
Shego actually yawned. "I've heard the story and bought the book, Doctor D. Lived it too. Big deal," she said, again waving him off.
"Shego, you've changed," he noted in an almost soft voice. "You're just not yourself anymore."
Another yawn was her response. Mentally, she conceded that he was correct. She was not herself anymore. Dozen of reasons as to why that was ran through her mind. Maybe one day she would share them with Drakken, she considered. She doubted that he would get it, though.
"Nothing to say for yourself?" he demanded, glaring at her with those beady onyx eyes of his.
Sometimes, she imagined him as a sock-puppet when he got in moods like he was now and she thought of little button eyes looking down at her. The image jumped into her head and she could even see him standing behind a little wooden stand just ranting and raving. The idea tickled her enough to put a smile on her face. He did not seem to appreciate her expression because his frown became more severe.
"WELL!" he boomed, balling his little hands into tiny fists.
"Could you pass me that bottle of water over there?" she requested, nodding to her beverage on the table by the "good" doctor.
Drakken growled and glanced at the water. He did not make any moves to get it. She spared him a glance, but did not get bent out of shape about his defiance. Rolling her shoulders, she settled deeper into her lounge chair.
"Shego, are you with me in this little endeavor?" he inquired in a surprisingly patient tone.
"Aren't I always with you, Doctor D?" she countered.
"It seems like lately you've been lost in the clouds," he noted.
Sighing, she waved him off. "I'm fine. You shouldn't bother with it. Don't you have some taking-over-the-world scheme to get back to?" she pointed out with the hope that he would leave her alone.
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about!" he huffed.
"Well, you're talking. Get to it," she ordered.
Black eyes blinked, as if he did not expect that response or perhaps it was the attitude behind it. She knew that her attitude was much different than it usually was. There was now much more of an edge to her tone and her demeanor was like a coiled rattlesnake. Of course, she was only infinitely more dangerous than a rattlesnake when she was ready to strike. Drakken actually seemed to be treading lightly, trying to figure her out. Good luck, she thought.
"Shego, what is the problem? You've been so testy. What is it? Is it because I haven't sent you on any assignments? I could do that if you want. I know you like sneaking around and everything," the sky-blue male offered, making meaningless circular motions with his hands.
There was a snort and a hand wave, basically blowing him off. "Doctor D, tell me what you were going to tell me or I'm going to go to sleep. You're not my therapist, you know."
A low growl escaped Drakken's mouth. "Fine! I'm just trying to look out for you. I mean, remember the evil family?" he reminded her, stomping his foot.
Shego was tempted to leave well enough alone, but his continued presence was irritating to her. All she wanted to do was lie there in her faux-sun light and pretend the world did not exist. Her nostrils flared for a moment before she took deep breath to calm herself down. Oh, I'm definitely on edge. Fed up maybe?
"You mean the evil family that has ignored me the past, oh, two years while playing with his government toys and then came crying to me only when he found out the scientific community still wouldn't take him seriously because all of his attempts to build a robot ends in some horrible farce? That family? Could you be anymore full of it?" she demanded with a snarl.
Drakken actually yelped and jumped back. "Shego!"
"I didn't abandon you," he insisted. "I was trying my hand at other things and merely got busy. It was nothing against you," he tried to assure her.
"What do you need, Drakken, to be blowing this much smoke up my ass?" she inquired.
There was another frown. "Shego, what do I have to do to make it up to you?" he countered.
Silence reigned supreme for a moment. "Leave me alone," she answered. "Let's face it, Doc, I'm just an ear for you now. Someone you can boast to because you know I'm too lazy to get my ass out of this chair and walk out of the room. So, let's call it what it is. It's not a family. It's bullshit," she said bluntly.
"Shego, if this attitude keeps up, you will not be getting Iceland when I take over the world," Drakken declared.
Shego snarled, not liking his tone. She tore herself from her chair and marched over to him. He gulped as emerald eyes glared down at him. A pointed finger was shoved in his face.
"Stop talking to me as if I'm your child. Let's get things straight, Drakken. One, I have a father. He's not you, so you stop trying to replace him. Two, if there's a kid around here, it's you. You had a chance to do something with your life after we helped take down those aliens and save the world. But, what happened? The second it got too hard, you gave up and fell right back into the same failing behavior. I'm only here to make sure you don't kill yourself or something stupid this time around," she informed him.
"You're one to talk," he hissed, frowning at her.
An ebony eyebrow raised slightly. "What do you mean by that?"
"Isn't that why you're here in the first place, Shego? Life got too hard for you, so you decided to do something that was easier?" he challenged her.
For a moment, fire flashed in emerald eyes and Drakken was almost frightened, but that quickly passed. Shego then laughed unexpectedly. The reaction was so odd that Drakken stepped back and watched her cautiously.
"You think you know me so well, Doctor D? You're not particularly good at reading people, me especially. You don't know why I do most of the things I do and I would suggest you stop trying to figure me out. Just be happy I'm here. It's not like you need me anymore or anything," she pointed out.
"Is that what the attitude is about? You're upset that I don't need you anymore?" he guessed.
Shaking her head, she rolled her eyes. "That has nothing to do with it. So, how about you just leave me alone instead of trying to psychoanalyze me when you're the psycho around here," she remarked.
"Shego, you shouldn't feel like I don't need you anymore," he said. "I mean, yes, I don't send you on assignments or anything anymore, but as I said, we're an evil family."
"You're obviously not listening, which reminds me a little of my brother, which I suppose would make us like an evil family, but I digress. Doc, what part of 'leave me alone' is too complicated for you? I don't want to hear your rant. I'm not going to encourage your scheme. I'm just trying to sit back and relax."
"Shego, with this attitude, I definitely will not give you Iceland."
And that was it for Shego. Walking away, she briefly pondered why it was that the world seemed to continue going around, things and people changed, but Drakken seemed to stay the same. It did not make any sense to her. If survival of the fittest was true, Drakken should have either evolved or been killed, yet he remained unchanged. It boggled the mind.
"Shego, wait!" Drakken called, but she never turned around. A scowl remained on his face. "Something is wrong with Shego. Ever since that alien thing a couple of years ago, she just hasn't been the same person. I mean, yes, I know I never send her on assignments anymore, but things are almost just like they always were and we're closer to taking over the world than ever before, so why isn't she with me on this? What is wrong with her?" he wondered. "I think I'll look into this."
Emerald eyes stared down into hot chocolate that was swirling with melted whipped cream. Her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Drakken, so it did not cross her mind to drink her cooling hot chocolate. Things always change. It's how to survive. You have to be able to keep up with your environment or you're doomed to fail. So, why was it that Drakken always remained the same?
"It doesn't make any sense…" Shego muttered to herself.
"What doesn't make sense?" Kim Possible inquired as she eased down into the seat across from Shego.
The voice caused green eyes to look up. "Princess? When did you get here?" she asked.
"Just now. Just in time to see you talking to yourself. You look like you're troubled. What's going on?"
"Nothing much. Just this thing with Drakken."
The redhead nodded. "It's always a thing with Drakken. Have you told him that you meet up with me on occasion and we have coffee and stuff like that?" she asked with a slightly teasing smile.
Shego snorted and rolled her eyes. "Drakken is still under the impression that he's somehow going to take over the world. I've been wondering how is that as time goes by, everything changes, except for Drakken. Lately, I think I've been feeling disappointed in him."
"Disappointed?" Kim echoed, her tone telling Shego to go on.
"Yeah, disappointed. I mean, he's not the most social creature on Earth and most of the time he has the emotional capabilities of a five-year-old, which I don't hold against him. What does bug me is that he is a pretty intelligent guy, but has problems accepting the fact that there will be times that he's not the smartest guy in the room. He makes mistakes like everyone else, but can't own up to them. The second he trips up and someone calls him on it, he looks at it as a slight against everything he's ever done and he doesn't know how to handle it."
"Hence the going back to take over the world nonsense?" Kim guessed.
Sighing, Shego flipped her hair back. "He's all bent out of shape because other guys at the lab laughed at his latest robots. Honestly, building a robot is far from Drakken's forte. He's good at lots of other things, but robots isn't his thing. I tried telling him that, but he just kept whining about how they didn't respect him and how he would show them and blah, blah, blah." She made a mocking hand movement, as if her hand was talking.
"Really? One round of laughing and it's back to evil mad scientist? That's the thing that got him started in the first place, you know?" Kim asked.
"I was vaguely aware. He used to rant about it. I'm just wondering when he's going to grow up and accept his limitations. It's not like he's an idiot. He just can't build a robot and he can't stop acting like a five-year-old."
Kim nodded. "Have you ever thought maybe it's time for you to move on? Like you said, everyone else is changing. That includes you. Maybe it's time you left Drakken."
There was a short laugh and a nod. "I've thought about it. I'm not doing anything with my life, except watching after him. Unfortunately, I wouldn't feel right about leaving him right now. He doesn't know it, but he needs someone to watch after him and make sure he doesn't go crazier. Besides, I'm not sure what's right for me either. I'm sort of in a stage of limbo."
"And why is that? You're fully capable and not wanted anymore. You got as much of a second chance as Dakken did. There's no reason why you can't go out and have a normal life, even while looking after Drakken. So, what's stopping you from doing it?"
Shego leaned back and folded her arms in her lap. "I guess in my case, it's about overcoming certain things that seem to follow me around no matter where I go."
"Criminal record?" Kim assumed, even though officially Shego did not have a record anymore. Of course, that did not mean people forgot that Shego used to be a criminal. It did not matter that Shego helped save the world once. People tended to recall the bad before the good.
"Association with Drakken. Not so much what I did with him, but what people saw me as, even Drakken. For most people, I was the muscle, the sidekick. It was rare for Drakken to acknowledge my intelligence and he spent most of his time with him. Most people don't know behind all of the ass-kicking, I have an even bigger muscle in my head."
"But, your degrees," Kim pointed out.
"Most people think they're forgeries, even if they call up my schools and find out, yeah, I went there and, yeah, I graduated. I don't think I would do well in a normal environment right now, anyway. I'm not mentally ready for that," Shego admitted.
"Shego, when are you going to be ready for that? Eventually, you have to get your act together. You're twenty-six years old for crying out loud. Do you want to still be a mercenary when you're thirty-six? Forty-six?" Kim asked, pressing the issue.
"I can see why the buffoon was happy to see you go to college halfway across the world," Shego remarked.
Olive eyes rolled. "Don't try to change the subject. Ron and I are quite happy with our arrangements."
"If you couldn't talk him into college, what makes you think you can talk me into a normal life? You just like picking up these impossible tasks, Possible?" Shego teased.
"You keep that up and I'll get Ron on the phone. You know he likes badgering you just as much as I do."
Shego snorted. "If I had known talking to you meant talking to him too, I'd have stayed in Drakken's stupid volcano lair. Have I told you about that? He's got a damn lair in an active volcano. It's like living in a damn cartoon!"
"Which you could get away from if you got on your own feet," Kim hummed.
Shego snorted and rolled her eyes again. "I see why the buffoon stays in Japan whenever you're around."
Narrow shoulders shook as Kim chuckled and shook her head. "That wasn't up to your usual standards. Even your snaps are suffering."
"Maybe I've been spending too much time with a certain goodie-two-shoes," the older woman countered.
"Oh, yes, blame me. The absentee friend that you see perhaps once a month if we try hard enough," Kim replied dryly.
A gloved hand waved the comment off. "I think it's the boredom and the fact that I feel stuck, even though I'm changing. I feel like I'm evolving, but my environment isn't changing, which can't be good. In fact, it sounds just as deadly as the environment changing and me staying the same."
"It sounds like you're thinking too much, Shego. You've got nothing going on in your life beyond Drakken's schemes and it's causing you to spend a lot of time in your head. Why don't you go out and do something? You could join a law enforcement agency. GJ would love to have you."
"Screw GJ. I'm not going to go out of my way to carry a badge or some bullshit. I'm not you, Princess."
"You used to be," Kim's voice was lower than usual.
"And, as I keep going on, I've evolved."
Kim's face scrunched up. "If that's the case, you're saying when I evolve, I'll be like you," she pointed out.
Shego shrugged. "It's possible, cupcake. But, then again, one thing makes us to two very different creatures."
"And what's that?"
"Drive, ambition, junk like that. You have way more of it than I ever will. I mean, we both have to admit that I would be a very different person if I wanted things just a little bit more than I do," she said with a laugh.
"I think the world is thankful that you're not very ambitious, but I think I disagree with that. If you weren't very ambitious or you didn't have drive, you wouldn't have gone out and got all of those college degrees while you were working with Drakken, right?" the younger woman pointed out.
Shego waved it off. "I was bored."
"Look, Shego, I'm not trying to tell you what to do with your life. I'm just trying to say that if you don't like the situation, you have the power to change it. It's that simple. You don't have to suffer with Drakken. He's not your responsibility and we both know you don't have any interest in ruling the world."
"Well, I think technically, he would rule the world and I would get Iceland, not that I care about that anymore. What if I haven't changed? What if I'm just bored?"
"Shego, you're sitting across from Kim Possible at a coffee shop, drinking hot chocolate. Do you really think that's a sign of boredom?" Kim inquired with an arched eyebrow.
"Touché. It might be a cry for help," Shego quipped.
Kim laughed. "I really think you need to pull away from Drakken, Shego. It's slowly eating away at you."
Sighing, emerald eyes went back to the cold cup of hot chocolate. "Even if he doesn't know it anymore, he needs me. I can't just abandon someone who needs me. When I left my brothers, I didn't realize how much I had hurt them and it's bothered me. I can't do it again."
Kim nodded. "How about we go catch a movie? I don't have anymore classes for today."
Thankful for a way out of the conversation, even though she had started it, Shego nodded. Dumping her beverage in a nearby trash bin, she left with Kim. She was vaguely aware of a sensation like she was being watched, but let it go for the moment.
Shego let Kim's words echo through her head, but she could not bring herself to take the advice. No matter what, she felt like she needed to stick it out with Drakken, if only to protect him from himself. It seemed like trying to live in the real world, even if it was only to fool the world, was taking a toll on him. Recently, he locked himself inside of his lab and would not come out, not even to rant to her. For the past couple of days, she had been debating with herself about sneaking in and seeing if he was at least still alive. Her apathetic side kept her away, telling her if he wanted to kill himself or become a hermit, that was his business. Her concern won out.
With a plan already in mind and knowledge of how to get to where she needed to be, she disappeared into the ceiling. Crawling through several ducts, she found that Drakken seemed to be expecting her to do so. There were traps set up, but he had underestimated her abilities; or maybe Kim Possible's abilities if he was planning for her to show up and ruin his schemes, like in the good old days. The days before Drakken helped save the world and thought everyone would finally recognize his "pure genius."
"Days Drakken can't seem to let go of or move on from," she grumbled.
Shaking that thought away, Shego managed to find an opening to peer into the lab. Apparently, Drakken was still alive. The bags under his eyes looked a little heavier than usual; probably from lack of sleep, she concluded. His clothes seemed to hang off of him strangely too, as if he was losing weight. And, topping it off, he was talking to himself as he was working on some sort of ray gun from what she could tell.
"Poor guy has finally flipped his lid. I feel like I should do something, but I don't feel like putting up with the yelling that I know is going to come if I pop up on him. Hell, he might actually put up more traps and defenses to keep me out," Shego mumbled to herself. "Well, at least he's alive. If he stays in here for a couple more days, then I'll drag him out by the ear," she decided.
Since it was getting cramped and her leg was starting to fall asleep, Shego called her spying done after a couple of minutes. Drakken seemed as crazy as ever, but she was glad that he was still breathing. She honestly did not know what she was going to do with him beyond that.
"I wonder if he's too young for a home?" she pondered aloud. "I could always just have him committed."
Finding a chair, she dropped into it and sighed. Rubbing her temples, she tried to get her brain to shut off. She was starting to believe that Kim was right and she was just thinking too much. Two years of inertia had to be getting to her. Drakken's inability to move on and grow up seemed to be adding to it. Yet, she could not leave.
"I've got to be some sort of damn idiot," she grumbled.
For her, the chief supporting evidence for that was not even the fact that she stayed with Drakken. It was more supported by the fact that she was considering Kim might be right. The fact that she spoke to Kim enough to think the young woman gave out good advice had to be some sign of insanity. While she had no plans of turning over a new leaf, after having her mind screwed with by that Attitudinator, she found herself drifting toward Kim until they became friends. Well, somewhat friends. Neither of them seemed ready to admit that they were real friends, even though they seemed to make it a point to see each other at least once a month and often communicated with each other through emails or even calling each other on their cell phones.
Shaking her head, Shego tried to dispel her thoughts. "This is crazy. I need to stop thinking about this crap. I can't believe I've been hanging out with damn cupcake. Maybe it's my life that's out of control? I mean, seriously, I hang out with Kim-freaking-Possible, who has to see something weird in me to keep suggesting I join GJ. I'm not a hero anymore. I don't want that responsibility or attention. It's nice to be able to just disappear whenever I want to. I don't have to deal with all of that other crap," she grumbled.
Honestly, Shego was not sure what she wanted to do with her life. Right now, she felt like she had no direction. All she knew was that she needed to watch Drakken to make sure he did not go too far off the deep end. How was she to know it was too late?
Kim was busy trying to finish up a paper for her military history course when a familiar sound distracted her. Quickly, she grabbed her Kimmunicator and answered, "What's the sitch?"
"Hey, Kim, this could be nothing or it could be big, but I was checking on that active volcano Shego told you Drakken decided to make his new home on," Wade reported.
"Uh-huh..." Kim said, mind on both him and work now. It was good to be able to multitask.
"The information coming into me hints that it might actually erupt. I've been checking in with geologists, who seem to think it could be a small eruption or it could be massive. It's hard to tell right now, but it is rumbling. You think you want to call Shego and tell her to get out of there?" he asked.
Kim thought on it for a moment. "You know what, I think I might go there. Maybe seeing me will help scare Drakken straight again. I know the world hasn't been much different in these past couple of years without him, but it has been less annoying. Besides, he could honestly do the world some good if he would stop being such a brat about things."
"This is Drakken we're talking about. Want me to hook you up with a ride and get Ron there?"
"Please and thank you."
The call was disconnected and Kim yawned. She hoped that this was a small thing. She wanted to finish her paper tonight.
The lair smelled odd, but Shego seemed to be the only one that noticed. She had made sure that Drakken ate something and noted that he was only focused on his work, so the odor did not reach him. She was not sure what to make of the smell and considered it might be one of the doctor's many experiments. Either way, she ignored it and mostly ignored Drakken, until he called her. She answered that time, thinking that the silly man might have realized he had not eaten anything in the past few hours and was hungry again.
"What's up, Doctor D?" Shego inquired as she stepped into the room. She did not think anything that he had a massive, black metallic gun aimed at her the second that she walked into the door. Some concern did surge through her when he started laughing, though. Frowning, she chided him, "Didn't your mother ever tell you not to point?"
"Shego, you've got some nerve!" Drakken snarled.
Drakken's acting strange, even for him, Shego thought, but she still did not give it much consideration. There was not much chance to contemplate the matter as the lair shook and there was a loud rumbling noise. Shego looked around and hated to think what that noise might mean.
"Drakken, Shego!" Kim called as she and Ron dropped in quite literally.
"Kim Possible!" Drakken shouted in shock.
"Just like old times," Ron quipped with a slight laugh.
"Princess, what the hell are you doing here?" Shego inquired, keeping an eye on Drakken rather than on their "foes." There was something troubling about the fact that he still had his weapon trained on her, even though Kim and Ron were right there.
"We need to get out of here. This volcano's going to erupt at any moment!" Kim informed them.
"Even when it's boring, it's never a dull day," Shego muttered, now understanding that the smell was fumes from the volcano. Her attention quickly went to Drakken. "Come on, Doc, let's get out of here," she commanded.
"I'm not going anywhere until I take care of you! You're a traitor, Shego! I wondered why everything was such a problem with you and why your attitude was so poor, but now I see you sold me out for Kim Possible!" Drakken declared.
An ink-colored eyebrow arched. "What the hell are you going on about, Doc? Let's go! We don't have time for your stupidity!" she argued.
"You think I didn't know! You thought you could just betray me to my greatest enemy!" Drakken screamed at his sidekick, tears gathering in his dark eyes.
"What are you talking about! Doc, I haven't done anything!" Shego actually tried to reason with him.
"We don't have time for this! Drakken, you can be crazy outside, a few hundred miles away from the active, erupting volcano!" Ron pointed out.
"You're selling me out to Kim Possible and then you're going to try to take over the world without me!" Drakken cried. "You just abandoned me for Kim Possible of all people!"
Shego opened her mouth, undoubtedly to deny the charges. Kim noticed there was a low buzzing noise and could guess what was happening. Charging, she pushed Shego out of the way just as the weapon fired and the lair shook from another tremor in the volcano. Kim was zapped dead on, stopping in her tracks while a crack broke open in the floor, knocking Drakken's machine off track, aiming it at the ceiling.
"What the hell did you do?" Shego screamed and it was unclear if she was talking to her employer or her supposed-rival.
Lava burst through the floor, gushing and melting some of Drakken's weapon. The heat was almost unbearable and the fumes threatened to drive them all to distraction. Briefly, they were caught in place, but they were able to shake it off. Another lava flow burst in between Kim and Ron. Shego rushed at Kim, grabbing her by the hand, trying to pull her from danger. Kim was stuck to the floor, though.
"What the hell?" Shego muttered for what felt like the millionth time.
"I'm stuck …" Kim mumbled. Green eyes looked down at Kim's small feet and saw that a thick crystal-like substance was rapidly covering her whole body.
"Why did you do that? He was going to hit me," Shego growled, firing plasma at the crystal. Her plasma faded as soon as it touched the crystal. Lava continued exploding through the floor and covering the room. The gases threatened to choke her, but Shego refused to give in.
"K.P!" Ron called, trying to figure out a way around the pools of deadly lava to get to his best friend. He swooned slightly, but stayed on his feet as the ground beneath him trembled and quaked. His lungs burned, but he was determined to get over to the redhead.
Olive eyes turned to Shego as the crystal engulfed her neck. "Shego, go before you can't."
"I can't just leave you like this!" Shego said, continuing to fling plasma only to find it was having no affect on the crystal. She coughed and gagged, but did not cease her assault on the substance holding Kim.
"Shego, it's not working. You need to save yourself and Ron," Kim implored, eyes straying over to her best friend. The blond was blocked by yet another jet of lava. She feared that he would get himself killed trying to get to her, not knowing that she could not be moved. She then turned her attention back to the older woman. "Shego, I'm begging you. I don't want you and Ron to die …"
Emerald eyes focused on pleading olive ones and Shego gulped. "Kim …"
With the crystal at her chin, Kim knew that she had one last chance to say something important. "Tell my family and Ron that I love them and, Shego, I've always admired you …" The substance then covered her mouth and up her nose, leaving her eyes conveying some sort of emotion that Shego could not figure out. Maybe it was sorrow, but it certainly was not regret or fear. And then Kim as gone and the floor was torn open.
"Shit!" Shego hollered, jumping backwards as lava gushed between her and Kim. The floor underneath Kim's frozen body splintered and shattered beneath her. "NO!" Shego screamed as Kim's body disappeared into a void of molten rock. Thus was the end of Kim Possible and the beginning of everything else.
Next time: a world without Kim Possible.