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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 Four - Black Sheep.

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 25: Conspiracy.

(Peruvian lair - August 8th, 2008)
Every breath he took was agony. His broken ribs were the least of his worries though. Will Du turned his head, the only part of his tightly bound body he could move. He saw the two dark silhouettes standing in the hallway, just outside the lair's main room. They were completely motionless as they awaited the order that would mean his death.
His head turned toward the man who would give that order. Tappe was attaching a video camera to a tripod as he spoke to someone on his cell phone in low tones. He had trusted the man. Believed him. Acted upon his lies. He wanted to ask why, but the gag in his mouth wouldn't let him. Unlike so many other villains, Tappe apparently hadn't the slightest inclination to gloat over his intended victim. Did not feel the need to describe his plans in great detail to a captive and helpless audience. Either he was smart enough to know there was always a chance said victim would escape with that knowledge, or he simply didn't want to waste a good rant on a dead man.
Will's head turned away. He looked at the small pile of his clothing and equipment. It lay just out of his reach. Within that pile were any number of things he could use to make his escape. He knew it was sitting there, so close, just to mock him. He knew he was a dead man.
Deep down in his mind, a tiny voice wanted to scream and beg for mercy. It wanted to plead for life, a future, a chance. Will overrode the voice with the only thing he had left that was within his power. Duty. He knew since the first time he donned the uniform of a Global Justice agent, this day might come. By letting Tappe convince him with lies, he'd disgraced that uniform once. It would not happen again.
Tappe finished his call, and turned on the camera. Will could hear the faint click of it's activation. He couldn't save himself, but there was still one last thing left within his limited capability. He hoped it would be enough to doom whatever plan Tappe had.
Tappe spoke, but the words were not addressed to Will.
“Begin. Carry out your orders, then await my return.”
The two figures emerged from the shadows as Tappe walked nonchalantly toward the elevator.
The irony was not lost on Will. He was about to be killed by his own folly. He stared at the two faces of pseudo-flesh he spent long hours sculpting. Only the most intense of up close scrutiny would show them to be false. His misguided work was almost perfect.
One of the figures spoke as the elevator doors closed. “It's too bad you figured out what we're up to Will. Too bad you rejected the offer to join us. You would have made an excellent addition to our ranks.”
They began to move forward. The other one spoke as they got closer to him. “The world will be ours. We deserve it. Saving it isn't enough. We can't just be heroes. We will be Gods.”
Will saw the knife appear in the hand of the life-like automaton. He steeled himself for the pain he knew was coming. His heart knew this was the price of ultimate failure. It was a price he was willing to pay. To atone for his wrongs. For duty. Gathering his last shred of dignity, he turned his eyes to the video camera.
He blinked.
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(Headquarters of the Global Justice Network)
Dr. Director watched over the shoulder of the young hacker, as his fingers danced over the keyboard of the laptop. She couldn't help admiring his skill as the first and second layers of encryption failed before his intellectual onslaught. She knew it would not be much longer until the last layer of protection, like the portcullis of a castle under siege, fell before his relentless invasion.
Wade Load smiled as he entered a final string of commands. He took a deep breath and hit the enter key. The screen cleared. He looked back at the woman breathing down his neck. It didn't show on his chubby face, but he was glad she let him get a few more hours of sleep before he undertook the effort of breaking the most complicated security code he'd yet attempted. “I'm in.”
Betty Director began to feel nervous. The boy had done his job. She knew, at this point, there was the possibility of some very restricted secrets being exposed to his eyes. She knew she should ask him to go, so she could delve into those waiting files alone. No. She wouldn't do it. He had, if what she suspected was true, just as much right to know what was going on. After all, Kim Possible was his friend. “Start bringing up mission files. If I know Will, that is where the information is.”
Logs of past missions flew before their eyes. Copious notes on procedures and task listings filled the screen. Minutes crawled by until the search came to a stop. The screen filled with a special order from the Council. The two of them began to read it with excited interest. Interest turned to confusion. Confusion became disbelief. Disbelief faded under rising anger.
Betty closed her eye. “Bullshit!”
Wade nodded, in complete agreement with her assessment. “There is no way Kim would be involved in a conspiracy of this magnitude. Not to mention the rest of her family, Team Go, You, or any of the others it lists here.”
Betty looked back at the screen. She would be tempted to pass it all off as a piece of bad fiction, if not for the fact people were already dead because of it. Who would believe Kim Possible was leading a secret cabal? A group of heroes, family, and other well placed persons, plotting to take over the world. Even if her own name hadn't been on the list of conspirators, she wouldn't have believed it.
There was one person who had believed it though. Will Du. She read over the order again. The way it was worded. The excerpt of the so-called “Possible Manifesto” attached to the order. The list of names appended to the end. It was as if the entire thing was written with Will's sense of duty and conviction to doing the right thing in mind.
It was the specific order that Will was to quietly assassinate the conspirators that was the most telling. She read that part aloud. “Because it would cause untold panic, and distrust in those who truly act on the behalf of mankind, the world must never know of this heinous plot. It cannot be allowed to come to light that people who are respected and admired by the populace are plotting against the very foundations of society. You are ordered to dispose of each and every one of them in a manner which appears accidental.”
Wade's next words showed he was following her train of thought. “The Council is being used. They, and Agent Du, are pawns. Someone wants all these people dead.” He brought up the list of names with notes attached, obviously by Will, as he carried out his orders. “It doesn’t make sense. Look at the names. If there were any chance it were true, my name would be on there.”
Betty read down the list again. He was right. Wade was Kim’s most trusted confidant. For many years they worked together. She would never leave him out. There were other discrepancies too. If, as stated in the so-called manifesto, her whole family was in on it, why weren't her aunt June or cousin Lawrence on the list?
Her line of thought was broken as she felt the boy beside her tremble. She looked into his face and saw a single tear on his cheek. “Wade?”
His finger went to the screen. Touching the names listed as numbers two and three. “They were my friends. He killed Jim and Tim! Made it look like their experiment failed!”
She pulled the boy out of the chair and hugged him close. “We'll stop him. Nobody else will die because of this pack of lies. We will find out who is behind this and make them pay.”
The woman's soothing words and gentle embrace undid him. His tears flowed and stained the shoulder of her uniform. His body and mind were wracked in grief. He let her hold him as he let it all out. Minutes passed. He began to regain some semblance of control of his tattered emotions. He lifted his head and looked into her compassionate eye. “What do we do now?”
She released him. Knowing, that for now at least, the boy's crisis had passed. “I've already got every agent I can spare in the field looking for Du. I'm going to contact the Council, prove to them this is all a mistake.” She pointed to the first name on the list. “You need to contact Kim. Tell her what is going on. Get her safe.”
Wade nodded as he pulled his own version of the Kimmunicator out of his pocket.
She turned to her videophone. She placed a call, but not to the Council. There was one person on the list with no way to protect himself. She had to take care of that first. Under her orders, an entire team of agents were dispatched to Go City Hospital. She knew they would lay down their lives, if necessary, to protect the one remaining member of Team Go.
Ending the call, she contemplated informing the other names on the list. No. She would leave that to Wade. Her first priority was informing the Council. She began punching in the number that gave her direct access to her liaison.
Wade frowned at the tiny screen. It was his third attempt and he still couldn't get a connection. He knew she planned on shutting down the Kimmunicator for the duration of her holiday. That was no big thing though. He could turn it on remotely, he'd done so many times in the past. Something was definitely wrong. he looked over at Dr. Director as she ended her second call.
“I can't get through. I need to get home and use my main system to find out why.”
Betty was only half listening to him. Her thoughts were grinding in her head. The conversation with Tappe was straightforward, terse, and very worrisome. It took her a moment to understand what part of it was nagging at her like a sore tooth. His order for her to stand by, and take no further action, until his arrival in person was unprecedented. It triggered something she wasn't sure she was ready to think about. Her suspicion that Will wasn't working alone.
Maybe it was that the Council was involved. Yet again, maybe it wasn't. The risk of her suspicion being true was too great. What she needed was advice. She needed to talk to someone she could trust, someone outside the system. On top of all that, she needed to cover up Wade's involvement. If she was right, his knowledge of what was going on would make him a target too. An idea coalesced.
“Listen Wade. I have a bad feeling. If it's right, things are more dangerous than we thought. Print out everything on the computer, the order, list of names, anything that applies. Then wipe the drive. Make sure nothing is left. I have one more call to make while you do.”
While she made the call, Wade bent to his task. He wasn't sure what she meant, but was sure she knew what she was doing. Sending the documents to the printer by her desk took only a moment. Wiping the drive of the computer took a little more time. Once it was done, he looked up. “Finished.”
Betty was still talking to someone, not on her videophone, but on her own personal cellphone. “...I can't be certain, but...” She paused, listening to the voice on the other end of the line. “He'll have it. Where? Yes, I'll call back as soon as I know for sure...” She stopped again, longer this time. “I can't. Not if there is a chance I'm wrong.”
She hung up the phone. “I really hope I'm wrong.”
Wade gave her a puzzled look. “About what?”
Turning to the printer, Betty pulled out the documents. “There isn't time to discuss it now.” She pulled out a pen and scribbled down a code on the back of one of the sheets. She stuffed it all into his hand. “You have to go immediately. Take one of the travel tubes to the destination code on here. You'll be met at the other end by my former commander. Give it all to her. Trust her. I'll contact you when and if I can.”
A few minutes later, Betty watched on a security monitor as the boy stepped into a tube. She turned off the screen and began to think about her options. Tappe would be arriving any minute now. The wretched feeling crawling through her gut increased. If she was wrong, the two of them would make the Council see reason together. If she was right, she had to prepare for the worst.
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