Kim Potential...
Summary: A desperate Dr. Drakken has sensibly reviewed his Files of Past Plots to find the most effective weapon yet used on KP and improve it with unexpected results. Ron and company find they have a new partner.
Disclaimer: No infringement intended.
Part XLIII...
Whoa...Shego found herself flying a moment, then down...On the roof...
Potential glaring at her...
You work, you plan...And at the last moment, the damned cloned heart gets in the way...
"Kimberly?..." Shego stared at Potential...
Noting the tear running down one cheek.
Hmmn... Lindendon frowned at the screen...
Typical bourgeois morality after all...Foolish girl...
Still, I sensed real anger and hatred there...I truly believe she wanted to kill the woman...
Could just be the beneficial effect of this "Drakken"'s control, I suppose.
The screen flickered...
"The complex's surveillance system is losing power to the fires and damage, sir..." a guide noted. "We'll try to switch to our mobile surveillance."
"By all means..." polite nod... "I'd not wish to miss any of this."
"So talk, Shego..." Potential glared... "Where's the Throwback and what's this all about?"
Uh...But, honey...
Well, I guess given the sitch this mother-daughter moment does have to sit a bit...
"I have my orders..." blank look...
"Wait...What's that on your forehead?" Potential, peering...Perhaps a bit exaggeratedly...
Oh, right...Clear Drew...Very good...
And...May not such a special moment...My continued existence being useful...
Though, no...She did spare me...That was real...
Oh, my poor baby...My poor little girl...I...
Whoa!...She felt herself being grabbed...And pulled up...
"Shego!" Potential cried...
Staring at the hovering craft and the two synthodroids carrying a struggling Shego off...And in through a sliding metal panel door...
"Drew!..." she glared at Drakken at the controls...
"Thank God..." he sighed. "Hurry, fellas, lets be off!"
"Drew! Kimberly and I had it all under control. Why'd you have to come in all...?"
His woebegone look shattering her poise...As the craft roared off...Barclay in henchsuit at the controls.
"Oh, sweetheart..." she sighed... "It's all right, but things were going fine. Now you've gone and incriminated yourself."
"It didn't look fine to me." He frowned. "What was that, letting Kimberly knock you off that roof? If she hadn't grabbed you back...It would have been very difficult to catch you without our smashing into the ground..."
"Just acting..."
"Shego..."
"Drew..." wry smile... "Thanks for coming to my rescue... Drew..." little gasp... "You saw...She couldn't do it...She had the chance and she couldn't..." sob...
"I saw..." he smiled, patting her...Embracing as she wept...
"She couldn't do it, Drew..." weeping...
"OH...!" she pulled away... "We have to go back and get her, she's not safe there!"
"She's already off the building, grabbed the buffoon on the way." He pointed to a monitor...
"Oh..." Phew...She watched Potential helping Ron off the ropes they'd used to descend to the ground where a group including Team Go awaited them.
Frown as she took seat...Pulling off the compliance chip at last...Dratted thing...
"Well, this is a fine kettle...Dementor's set you up as his fall guy...The whole thing at the Archive was staged not just to get a gander at Kimberly but to make it look like you were trying to pin things on Dementor and Bortel before releasing the Throwback. I've no doubt the place was fully contaminated with Bortel droid goo for the police and government agents to find. And now they're sure to assume your thefts of the biology equipment were to support Lindendon's dreams of an army of supermen..."
"Does seem so..." shrug... "And I must admit, it is a plot I might relish...I almost wish I'd come up with it, except for the new partner involved." Drakken nodded.
"You're sure Kimberly's safe? What about the Throwback?" she eyed the screens...
Hmmn... Potential in battle suit and Ron now moving to join the Gos and their "rescued captives" and a small horde of firefighters and emergency crews, with clearly military type personnel blocking access to several television and press crews.
"No sign of Lindendon as yet..." Drakken noted. "I'd guess he skipped out before the party started."
"Well, they have Bortel...And Avairius...If they don't fall for Bortel's innocent act again. Maybe Kimberly can expose him?" Shego eyed the screen.
"She's supposed to be under your control, after all...At least Bortel thinks so."
"I don't think she can offer anything but suspicion without exposing everything...And Bortel was planning this carefully...Expecting either me or the UN to attack or at least do reconnaissance." Drakken pondered. "So he must have another, probably even more extensive HQ hidden somewhere. This, as we suspected was a false front. But clearly one he planned to make good use of."
"He's a fool to let LIndendon go off alone, the man's known to demand top billing..."
"For now they need each other..." Drakken shook his head. "The mutual bumping-off will come later... And Lindendon's known to be loyal to comrades he considers near him in status, so long as they stay with him, rather like Hitler. Besides, Lindendon has to get caught up to the world a bit; Bortel needs his strength against Kimberly. "
"To capture her for study, I mean..." he added hastily to her worried stare...
"She was crying, Drew..." Shego looked at him... "She couldn't hurt me...She loves me..."
This is terrible, isn't it? She eyed him mournfully.
"And you can't tell us anything more, Doctor?" the general in uniform addressing him eyed Cyrus sternly.
A panel of UN personnel including the Secretary General, world military, scientific experts, Team Go, Team Impossible, various others, all staring at the little scientist and Avair, seated before them...
Potential and Ron watching from seats as well...
"Ach, I only wish I could, General Masters..." Bortel sighed... "It ist so awful to think that Drakken used a synthoclone of me to release such a madman. The fellow hast clearly gone insane."
"Doctor?" another member of the panel, a scientist, cut in... "How could Drakken have inserted a virus into the field computer without your codes?"
"I'm afraid..." shrug... "He's had access to my lab for days while Alan and my people and I were his prisoners...He must have broken into mine files."
"There's evidence of that in what's left of the Bortel Labs main computer system..." another panel member, a middle-aged woman. "But you understand we must hold you as a suspect for the moment."
"Oh, of course...It ist only reasonable..." Bortel nodded. "Und naturally I vant the fullest chance to clear mine name and those of my staff."
"I don't doubt Dr. Bortel's telling the truth." Potential spoke up, smiling at Bortel. "I had doubts but it's clear now Drakken's behind it all."
"Thanks you, Miss Possible...Your support means much to me." Bortel, warm smile...
"Of course, Dr. B..." she smiled back.
"Our girl, the actress..." Shego beamed at Drew, watching on monitor in the Drakken lair...Video feed via camera on Potential's suit, brought to her home just before she and Ron left for the conference.
"Lets hope Bortel accepts that either I or she on her own want to deal..." Drakken sighed. "And lets not rule out that our girl has her own agenda here."
"She'd never betray you..." Shego insisted, frowning...
"She'd never let me be hurt...Cutting her own deal with Bortel and the Throwback...Eh, not all that farfetched, if it includes my safety. I'm just saying..." he noted to her glare...
Mothers, saved once by evil daughters, he sighed...Who ever after can do no wrong...
"...We mustn't trust her blindly...I made her to the Evil inclination, however heroic she has been the last few days."
"Well, Ron and I had best be getting home and back to our routine, Mr. Secretary General." Potential noted. "We'll be in touch and see what we can ferret out for ourselves."
"Don't go about on your own, Kim." Hego insisted. "We're all here to back each other up. The Throwback is not a one-hero show."
"No way..." she nodded, warm smile. "And I'd never risk my honey lamb here..." she grinned at Ron. "We'll stay in close touch with all of you guys, thanks Hego."
"Right. And good job at Bortel...I'm sorry Shego has to have gotten involved in this." Sigh...
"Love, what can you do?" Potential shrugged...Repressing grin as Hego winced...Mego frowned...The Wegos chuckled...
"Speakin' of ferrets...I guess you got one to feed?" she put arm through Ron's.
"Molerat..." he corrected.
"Same...Bwhrr...Difference..."