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 XXVIII...
"Just wait here..." Potential hissed to Walter, now at his side as Dementor and his people waited, two still facing the Drakken team, their bombs in hand...
"But Kimberly?..." Walter, nervously. "You can't trust this nut...And Dr. D said..."
"Walter...How many times have I put Dementor down?" she eyed him with stern look.
"Yeah, but...We have orders..."
"Walt...Leave it to me..." hard stare. "You guys just keep close and monitor, ok?"
"So..." she raised her voice a bit... "I'll do what I can for your fiendish boss, given my job is to protect people...Professor? After you..."
"Please...Folks?" Dementor urged his people back.
"Careful, please..." Walter urged.
"Just try and get a line on Dad...The drones are tracing him, right?"
"They couldn't keep up with them but they should find him soon."
"Right, then...Just be ready to send help when you've located him." Potential whispered.
"Ok, here I come, Cyrus." She followed the Dementor team to the rear.
"Keep behind her, but not too close..." Walter noted to the group. "Sally? You and the synthodroids be ready to go help the boss."
"Say, Walter! Check on Ron, willya? I left him in the foyer to keep Dementor's guys busy." Potential called back.
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"I can't believe you..." a still shocked Aviarius shaking head at Drakken...
Shego and Drakken currently sitting, rope-bound...Two guards at their sides...
"Why the surprise?" Shego, frowning... "The doc never likes to waste a good plan." Casual shrug...
"Uh-huh. And the plan is...?" Aviarius, eyeing them both...
That's not "saving the plan" I'm reading...
"Are we negotiating, Aviarius, the bird-wonder?" Drakken, pleasantly...
"I don't think you two have much room for maneuver but perhaps..." Aviarius, carefully. "Just what is your plan for modified Possible? And how exactly did you reshape her mind?"
"What? That mask cutting off oxygen to your boss' brain?" Shego, mocking tone... "We're simply working with Possible this time. Advisors on crime, with experience...A new career path...Until we find the right moment to betray her, natch."
"Please...Ms. Go..." Aviarius, dark frown... "I've been monitoring you and Drakken and your people...Possible was at the first robberies, working with you. You purchased attitudinator technology from Jack Hench. No, you've modified Possible, though not quite in the black/white method of the attitudinator which is what intrigues us...My...Partner...And I..."
"And suppose I managed that? Would I be wasting time chasing after you and Dementor?" Drakken eyed him. "Surely with Kim Possible at last under my control, I'd simply take over the world."
"After eliminating a potential rival..." Aviarius noted.
"You...And that butterball Professor? Rivals?" Shego, grinning...
"Seeing as we have you..." Aviarius glared. "I'd say we were quite worthy rivals...But...As I also said, negotiation might be...Possible..." grin at pun.
"Especially if Possible is kicking your...Partner's...Ass right now." Shego noted.
Hmmn...
Might be wise to check in with the Professor again...Aviarius pulled out cell...
"Hey!..." he cried as Drakken's suit glowed...Burning off the ropes and shocking his guard, who collapsed. As Shego made careful plasma bolts, panicking the remaining guards...Drakken quickly moving to her and pulling at her ropes...
"You morons!" Aviarius, angrily. But backing off as Shego whirled to fire at him...Diving for a dropped gun...
"Hello? Aviarius?" Dementor's voice... "Vas ist going on dere?"
"Draw..." Shego, now partly free, aiming at Aviarius. "If you think you're faster...?" grin...
"My friends!..." Aviarius cried.
Several eagles and assorted other large birds diving in...Covering Aviarius as he lifted off on jet pack...
"Very nice, Drakken! But we have your new weapon and soon we'll turn it to our use! Ah, ha, ha!" he flew off...
"There is one seriously disturbed bird fancier..." Shego noted.
"Shego! A little help here!" Drakken called. As the birds, focusing on him, attacked...
Hmmn...Just like ole times...She grinned...Freezing a moment...
Except...We have responsibilities now...
"Ok, back off! Or we see if you taste like chicken when fried!" she glared at the birds, firing plasma warning shots...All hastily retreating...
"Hello? Alan?!" Dementor's voice again, from the dropped cell...
"Hey, Professor..." Shego, cooing tone. "Looks like your new sidekick couldn't cut it..."
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"Bad news?" Potential, standing in the hallway leading from the gallery just exited to an emergency exit where Dementor's crew now stood, Dementor just behind them facing her with two guards in support...
"Nothing I can't handle mine dear...So?" Dementor eyed her. She standing foursquare in hall, hands on hips, facing him... "You wished to talk in private?"
"Hardly that here, Prof..."
"Then perhaps you'd like to take a ride with us, in the back of our truck, with me...Und my two friends as I feel I must insist on a bit of protection."
"Where I can't dodge your tasers? I don't think so..." she grinned. "Besides, I get the feeling the balance of power's shifted and my...Former foes...Are free..."
"Indeed...Tell me, do you love Shego as much as Drew?" Dementor, smiling, but serious tone...
"Whatever you wanna think, Prof...But maybe I want to discuss my own future...As an independent."
"Fascinating but I don't think we can continue our talk here...Are you sure you prefer not to ride with us?"
"Fraid not, Cyrus...But we could meet on neutral ground, alone...Say your lab, Dr. Bortel? Tomorrow morning when clueless staffers are around whom you'd rather not have your secret identity exposed to?"
"I see...Not saying your guess is correct as to my possibly having another existence...You are saying you will just let us leave? With our ill-gotten gains?"
"Well, yeah...Though I'll keep that little coronet you gave me. As a token of friendship and esteem...And so you have something on me should I not keep my word..." smile...
"Und Drakken und Shego? Your master and mistress?"
"Don't be funny...Sides if they were, I've killed you in servile rage, right? Though, I'm willing to bet you've been told they've escaped. They're pretty resourceful, all in all..."
My parents...I mean...Parent...Fond beam...
"Though I also say nothing as to whether your crazy ideas about me are correct, Cyrus. They are after all, not currently charged with anything and it would be my duty to protect innocent citizens."
"Delightful...Very well, dear...We shall meet tomorrow, I agree. Provided you come alone and not with dear Drew's entire army. Though, I do not admit to your crazy ideas about me...I will be at the Bortel laboratory at...?"
"Mmmn...Lets make it 4pm, ok? I really shouldn't miss more school." Potential, smiling. "I think you'll find it to our mutual benefit, Professor."
"Miss..." formal bow... "Enjoy the coronet, I understand Catherine the Great once wore it." He waved his people backed and carefully backed to and out the emergency exit...
What do we do? Barclay hissed to Walter as they eyed a nervous Ron in the foyer...Who now found himself facing the bulk of Drakken's small army of henchthugs and synthodroids...
"Kim! A little help here!" Quick run to and into a guard's booth...
"He might hurt himself running into things like that..."