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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 19: Kimness.

(Go City docks - August 5th, 2008)
He lay up against the cold brick wall, all that was left of the collapsed warehouse. His mind was a mass of terror and confusion as the giant mechanical bird stomped toward him. A tattered shred of his brother's uniform hung from it's gigantic, blood covered, beak. Somewhere under the mass of rubble behind him, his other brothers also lay dead.
They tried to hide inside after seeing their elder sibling bitten in half. His shouted warning went unheard, drowned out by the evil laughter of Aviarius. Their screams of panic cut off abruptly, as the robotic avian knocked the warehouse down around them.
He was alone. Helpless. Impotent.
The morning sunlight was blotted out as the building sized robot came to a stop and towered over him. He tried to scramble out of the way as it's car sized foot descended. He only partially succeeded. Agony coursed through his body as his right leg was crushed under its massive weight.
Hate filled words penetrated his pain fogged mind.
“I told you I would have my revenge! So long I waited for the opportunity to destroy the great Team Go. I almost had you last time. Your powers were in my grasp. If not for your meddling friends, I would have succeeded! Your friends aren't here to save you this time. No indeed! This time, it is I who have a friend. A mysterious friend, who took your powers from you and left you helpless to defeat me!”
He saw the face of the enemy swim before his darkening vision. Felt the taloned gloves worn by the masked villain grasp at his throat. Felt his breath cut off as his foe began to squeeze the life out of him. There was a loud roaring sound in his ears as he felt life draining from him.
“My revenge is almost complete! I, Aviarius, will finish off the last of Team Go with my own hands. Then the world shall be...”
The hands released him. He took a shuddering, gasping, breath. The world seemed to fill with an eerie blue glow. As he passed out, he heard a shout of simian rage echoing off the surrounding buildings.
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(Mountaintop lair - Swiss Alps)
Shego stood with her hands on her hips as she surveyed the tiny room. It was a long time since she last saw it. Not since the Lowardian invasion. Back then it was just a storage room. Now it was her bedroom. The furnishings, if a single cot and a suitcase could be called that, were spartan by anybody's standards. “I guess it'll have to do, for now.”
She stepped out of the room, into a short hallway carved out of the bare rock inside the mountain. She passed by another, smaller, storage room on her way to the stairs. It too, contained a cot and little else, it was Drakken's room. She climbed up the stairs and emerged in the main room of the original lair. Once again, she was confronted with the reason their accommodations were so sparse.
Tangles of dead vines, trunks, and limbs were everywhere. Remnants of the explosion of foliage caused by Drakken's Super High Pollinator. The stuff may have helped them bring down the Lowardians, but it also destroyed most of the lair first. Almost nothing in the main part of the lair was left intact. Not even the suite of rooms that were her former living quarters.
Coming back here to hide was about their only choice. All the rest of Drakken's former lairs were either in worse shape, or confiscated by Global Justice. To make matters worse, finding someplace else was no longer an option. The hover-pod that barely got them here was crashed halfway down the side of the mountain. The strain of carrying what they could salvage from the institute had been too much for it.
Knowing the effort was futile, she reached down to her ankle pouch and pulled out her cell phone. She shook her head as she stared at the lack of bars on the small screen. There wasn't a cell tower within hundreds of miles. They were completely cut off from the rest of the world. She replaced the phone. There was only one hope, a slender one at that, of contacting civilization and finding out who wanted them dead.
She peered through the mass of dead wood in front of her. “Where are you Dr. D.?”
His head popped up from behind a large, gnarled, trunk on the far side of the room. “Over here Shego. I think I can get this satellite communications array working again, but I'm going to need some parts from the hover-pod.”
Her temper flared. “Look Doc. If I'm gonna have to climb halfway down this damn mountain to scavenge parts that may or may not work, why don't I just go all the way down to that little village at the base and steal what we need?”
Fear clutched at the mad scientist's heart. His blue skin paled to an almost pasty white. “No Shego! You mustn’t! I know you're as stealthy as a ninja, but if even so much as one person sees you, our enemies might find us!”
The look on his face, along with what he said, gave her pause. She was extremely good at what she did, but there was always a risk. Added to that was the unknown factor. They really didn't know anything about who was trying to kill them. It might be one person with limited resources, or it could be an entire organization, with contacts all over the place. The Worldwide Evil Empire immediately sprang to mind. As far as she knew, neither of them had done anything to cross Gemini. There was just no telling with him though. He had a well deserved reputation for offing his own minions on a whim. The man actually made Drakken look completely sane in comparison.
“Fine Doc. Have it your way.”
She held up her hands and willed flames into existence around them.
“Sheeego!? What do you think you're doing?”
“I'm gonna clear some of this crap outta here, so when I get back with the parts, you'll have room to work.”
“Stop Shego! I command it! This stuff is in bad enough shape as it is. Fire will only make things worse!”
She bristled at the the man's gall. The temptation to burn the place down around his ears was hard to resist. Then the flames flickered out. If a pair of tickets to a ski resort in hell fell from the sky, she wouldn't be surprised. Drakken had just made, not only one, but two good points in about as many minutes... She didn't like it, but they couldn't afford to take the risk.
Grabbing a large vine, she broke it into splinters with her bare hands. At least the destructive activity would serve to help her vent some of her frustration.
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(Natural Leisure Resort International - Whanapokii Island, Pacific Ocean)
As they neared the island, Kim felt a crosswind blowing them slightly away from her intended touch down spot. She pulled on the handle in her left hand and brought them back on course. The ground rushed up to meet them. With expert skill, she brought them down in the exact center of the helipad. She was glad she had plenty of experience at this, since the island's cliff edge dropped steeply down to the ocean only a scant couple of yards away. Toward the inward part of the island was a tall stone wall. It had to be at least thirty feet high. She could just see the top of the resort's main building peeking over it.
She began to unbuckle the straps holding her and her mother together.
Anne felt slightly off kilter as she got her legs under her. She spun around as soon as she was free and wrapped her arms around her, still half buckled, daughter. “Wow Kimmie! Now I know why you are always jumping out of planes on your missions. That was...” She wanted to say, almost orgasmic, but thought better of it. “...Intense!”
Kim giggled as she extracted herself from both her mother's arms, and her harness, and began rolling up the chute. “It's a perk.”
She took a step back and watched her daughter haul in the yards of nylon fabric. She saw something which confirmed what she thought she felt on the way down. Perk was definitely the word. Her daughter's nipples were standing out, even more than usual, straining against the fabric of her shirt. That meant the heat she thought she felt radiating from Kim's lower body hadn't just been in her imagination either.
A sudden realization hit her. How could she have never figured it out before now? Her little Kimmie was a thrill junky. She was replacing her deeply suppressed sexuality with the rush that came from all her extreme activities.
Anne had good reason to know just how suppressed her daughter was too. Like any good parent should, she'd monitored her daughter's online activities for years now. That took a bit of doing to accomplish too. Only by using the excuse of justified parental concern, had she been able to convince young Wade to hack her daughter's passwords for her. It was the same reasoning she used to get him to implant both Kim, and Ronald, with tracking chips.
Following Kim's track through the web gave her insight as to the girl's secret desires. Desires, which closely matched her own. In her attempts to avoid what she really wanted, Kim went to sites with content that was way off the beaten path. But the records didn't lie. She always came back to her true desire in the end.
Reading Kim's diary entries made her understand how much her daughter tried to deny those desires. Even going so far as forcing herself to swoon over boys she went to school with. It put her only long term relationship in perspective too. During the time she dated Ronald, they never more than kissed. Kim was obviously using the relationship as a way to keep from confronting her problem. Anne knew such denial was a bad thing. What was it Ronald called it? Kimness. That was it.
At first Anne thought it was just a passing thing. Something Kim would get over. Time wore on though, and she didn't. Many times she almost sat her daughter down and confronted her about it. She never did though. She was too scared. Every time she considered it, she held back. She didn't trust her own desires not to cloud her judgment.
As Kim finished repacking the parachute, Anne reached a conclusion. No matter what the price, she had to get Kim to face reality. Well, she smiled inwardly, this was the perfect place to do it. And who knew? If things went well, it might be the perfect place to leave her fantasies behind and finally fulfill her own secret desire.
“Mom? Are you ok? You're staring at me like I grew a second head or something.”
Anne shook her head. If her daughter only knew... “Sorry dear. I think I'm still trying to get over the excitement of my first parachute jump. I did mention it was intense? Didn't I?”
A voice filling the humid tropical air caused both of them to turn toward the wall.
“Kim Possible! You have no idea how grateful we are that you have arrived.”
Two men were approaching them. One was short, with strong Arabic features and receding hair. The other was younger and tall. Very tall. His long mane of hair was so blond, it was almost white. The kind one rarely saw outside of the upper reaches of northern Europe. Both of them were identically dressed in long white robe-like garments.
Kim guessed it was the taller one that had spoken, as she detected a hint of Norway in his voice. “Hi. We got here as soon as we could. We have the medicine you requested.”
Anne pulled the container out of her large belt pouch as Kim spoke. She held it up for them to see.
The tall man came to a stop in front of them. “And a very welcome sight it, and you, are to be sure. My name is Handel Feeley. I am the resort manager.” He gestured to the man beside him. “This is our staff physician, Dr. Ishaq Yarbouti.”
The doctor held his hands out toward the container. “If I may?”
Anne handed it to him. “Of course doctor. Do you need any assistance administering it?”
He shook his head. “No, but thank you for your kind offer. And thank you again for your timely arrival.”
He turned and set a quick pace toward the resort.
Feeley sighed as they watched the man hurry through a door in the wall. “You must forgive his abruptness. He has been very concerned for the health of our guests who have become ill.”
Kim smiled at him, while Anne nodded knowingly. “We understand.”
The man clapped his hands together as he returned the smile. “Now. I understand you both will be staying with us until the supply ship arrives. We shall be very glad to have you as our guests. Come, I will show you where you will be staying.”
The Possible women followed as he led them toward the wall. They entered a long hallway, with another door at the far end. Alcoves filled with, what looked to Kim like high school lockers, lined the walls. He looked back over his shoulder as he continued speaking. “Let me officially welcome you to our humble little establishment. The most private and exclusive, adults only, nudist resort in the world.”
Kim skidded to a full stop. Her eyes grew wide as the man pulled off his robe next to a sign that read, “Resort Policy: No clothing allowed past this point.”
Seemingly oblivious to Kim's shock, the naked man went on. “And may I say it's very much our pleasure to have you with us again Dr. Possible. It's too bad your husband couldn't join you this time.”
Kim turned, blushing furiously, to her mother. “Mom!?”
Anne smiled and shrugged. “Umm... Surprise?”
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