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The World Must Never Know	By : fulwiz123 Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 53064 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. Real people, places, and events are used in a fictitious manner. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.

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The World Must Never Know
Part Three - Strange Attractions.

Written by fulwiz
Beta by Wirenfeldt Jr

Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. Real people, places, and events are used in a fictitious manner. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.
Warning: This story contains explicit sexual situations, intense violence, torture, rape, death, incest, and many other mature themes.

Chapter 17: Mission.

(Go City - August 4th, 2008)
The small boat bobbed on the water halfway between the city docks and Go island. It's single occupant adjusted his lure covered hat and picked up his fishing rod. As he cast his line, a sound echoed across the water. He looked up at the large structure sitting on the tiny island. The top of Go tower was opening. A ramp extended out from the edifice. Moments later, the multicolored Go jet thrust it's way skyward. Team Go was off on a mission.
Will Du smiled as he tossed the rod overboard. He doffed the hat and started the boat's small outboard motor. He knew he didn't have much time to act before the superheroes returned. He gunned the motor and swept the boat around toward the island's rocky shore. In no time at all, he was approaching the main entrance of Go tower.
He extracted a piece of paper from his pocket as he studied the locking mechanism. The lock had a hand scanner made to open only at the touch of someone with a special aura. It was pretty foolproof since the only ones with that aura were Team Go. Every lock had a weakness though. Will knew this, because GJ designed it in the first place. He studied the schematic in his hand for a moment, then pulled a set of micro tools from another pocket. Less than a minute later, the click of the lock releasing was music to his ears. Jamming the tools back in his pocket, he hurried inside.
Bypassing the control room completely, Will made his way to the upper levels. There he found his goal. The sleeping quarters of Team Go. In the first one, he used a small knife to cut an almost invisible slit in the bed's mattress. He dug in a pocket and extracted a small box. Inside were four small crystal shards. The blue one went into the small cut.
One by one, he repeated the process with the remaining bedrooms. Satisfied with his work, he left the tower the way he came.
As he steered the boat toward the docks, he though about the shock Team Go would have when they discovered their powers gone tomorrow. It would be too late by then for them to save themselves. They would already be facing a supervillain. It would be their last mission. Now all Will had left to do was arrange that meeting.
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(Possible Residence - Middleton, Colorado)
Kim Possible yawned as she began to lift her bright pink sleep shirt over her head. It was barely past her small breasts, when she caught her reflection in the full length mirror on the back of her closet door. “Aw, forget it.”
The shirt dropped back into place, covering her white panties, the only other thing she wore. There wasn't any sense getting dressed. It wasn't like there was anyone, other than her mother, around to see her. She strapped her Kimmunicator to her wrist and headed out of her bedroom. The house seemed large and empty as she made her way down the second floor hall to the stairs.
Since her father left two days ago on his business trip to Farside base, it was just her and her mom left to rattle around the place. She took the stairs two at a time, wishing he had not been called away so suddenly. Six whole months of not seeing him, or hearing his voice, seemed just too depressing. She walked through the living room to the kitchen with her spirits at an all time low.
Her mood brightened a bit as she entered the kitchen and saw her mom setting two plates of eggs and bacon on the small table in the breakfast nook. Apparently she wasn't the only one to decide “sleepwear casual” was the order of the day. Kim couldn't help admiring how nice her mom looked in just an open robe over a lacy red nightgown.
For the millionth time, she hoped she would look that good when she got to be her mom's age. Her old foe, Dr. Drakken, wasn't the only one to make the mistake of thinking they were sisters. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought the body she was looking at belonged to a twenty-something model, not a neurosurgeon in her mid forties.
“Morning Kimmie. No mission today?”
Kim lifted her eyes from her mother's slender figure and blushed, as she realized she'd been staring. She quickly sat down at the table, hoping her mom hadn't noticed. “I wish. It's been four days since I've had one. Not since I rescued that trapped baby panda at the Hong Kong zoo.” She bent her head to her plate and dug into her eggs. Ever since her breakup with Ron, missions were few and far between. The ones she did get, were mostly of the non-villain oriented kind. It was a subject she didn’t like to dwell on. She decided to change the subject. Between bites, she asked. “What about you Mom? No surgeries scheduled?”
Anne turned away from the table so her daughter wouldn't see the smile on her face. She crossed the kitchen and began pouring herself a cup of coffee. There was a tingling feeling between her legs, caused by the knowledge her daughter had been checking her out. She forced away thoughts she knew she shouldn't be having. Just as she'd been doing for years now. Ever since the day she realized she had the hots for her own daughter. Nothing, she knew, would ever happen, but that didn't stop her from letting her fantasies run away with her once in a while.
She composed herself as she stirred a generous amount of sugar into her coffee, then turned back to the table. She couldn't help noticing Kim's shirt had ridden up just enough for her to glimpse the barest hint of her daughter's white undies. Taking a large gulp of the almost scalding drink, she joined her daughter at the table. “No. I'm still on leave until next week.”
The two of them ate in silence, both lost in their own thoughts. Once the food was gone, Anne gave voice to an idea. “Since neither of us have anything planned, how about we spend the day at the mall? We haven't indulged in 'shopping therapy' together in ages.”
Kim grinned across the table. “That's a great idea! I saw this outfit at Club Banana that...”
She was interrupted by an all too familiar sound.
Beep... De... Beep... Beep...
Both women knew what it meant.
Anne stood up from the table. “Tell Wade, that if it isn't life or death, you have plans. I'm going to go change. The Middleton mall awaits.”
As Anne left the kitchen, Kim grinned and pressed the receive button. The tiny screen on her wrist lit up. Wade Load looked out of it at her. “Sitch me Wade.”
The fifteen year old super-genius held up a piece of computer printout. “Hey Kim. I got a mission for you. It's a matter of life or death!”
In the master bedroom, Anne let her robe fall to the floor. She shimmied out of her nightgown and headed for the closet. She knew exactly what she wanted to wear today.
Two minutes later, she stood in the kitchen doorway. She was dressed in a short denim miniskirt, sandals, and a tight white t-shirt that emphasized the fact, that even at her age, she didn't need a bra. There was a frown on her face as she listened to the intense conversation her daughter was having.
“Ok, Wade. Let me see if I got everything. Food poisoning outbreak at the resort. They need me to deliver medicine, since they found out what they have on hand is out of date, and their regular supply ship won't get to the island til next week?”
“That's it in a nutshell Kim.”
Kim felt her shoulders slumping as she stared at the boy on the screen. It looked like shopping with her mom was not going to happen. “I need you to set me up with a ride then. Dad's got my car.”
Wade's eyes widened. “I thought he was taking the shuttle, since his latest rocket was still incomplete?”
Kim smirked. “What's left of the shuttle fleet is so out of date, I wouldn't put my worst enemy on one. I loaned him the Sloth because I knew it would get him to the dark side of the Moon, and back, in one piece.”
“Yeah. I'd have to agree with you on that.” He looked away for a second. “I can get you a ride there Kim, but there’s a problem.”
Kim sighed. It sounded like today was just her day for things not going quite right. “That is?”
“There isn't anyone available to bring you back. You'll have to stay there until the supply ship arrives.”
For the first time since Wade called, Kim smiled. “So I'd have to spend a whole week at a tropical island resort in the middle of the Pacific ocean? You know what Wade? I think I can deal. What's the name of the place again?”
“Natural Leisure Resort International. Never heard of it before myself, want me to dig up some info?”
Kim shook her head. “Don't bother. When can I expect my ride?”
Anne lifted a hand to her mouth and stifled a gasp when she heard the name. Neither of them knew the place, but she did. A couple years ago, on one of their couples retreats, she and James stayed there. She spun on her sandal clad heel and hurried off to her bedroom.
A couple minutes later, Kim knocked on the bedroom door. She heard her mom call out.
“Come on in Kim, I'm almost ready.”
She pushed the door open and started to apologize for the aborted shopping trip as she entered the room. “Sorry Mom, but it looks like...”
She broke off when she saw what her mother was wearing. Tight black stretch slacks with a purple stripe running up the outside of the legs. A purple short sleeve shirt. Gray gloves and sneakers. It was a perfect match for her own mission outfit.
Anne buckled a utility belt low on her hips and smiled at her, momentarily speechless, daughter. “I'm all ready to go!”
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