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Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.

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Demon Princess

Written by fulwiz

Beta by Wirenfeldt Jr

Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. I make no money from this story. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.

Warning: This story contains explicit sexual situations, mature themes, explicit violence, death and warped philosophy.

The story is KiAnGo. (And More) If you find this offensive, please don't read further.

Important Note: This story is the third part of a series. “The Middleton Pact – Redux” and “Dark Mistress – Redux” are the first two parts. If you don't read those first, you will be very confused.

“Nothing is easier than to denounce the evildoer; nothing is more difficult than to understand him.”

-Fyodor Dostoevsky

CHAPTER 3: Big Brother.

Shego knew she'd finally snapped. Gone off the deep end. Her mind was out to lunch. It had taken a powder. How else could she explain having hallucinations? She buried her head under the covers with a whimper. It was bad enough guilt laden nightmares haunted her sleep, but now she had to endure them while awake.

Her voice trembled as she spoke to the apparition standing in her bedroom. “You're not real. Go away.”

Kim stared at the hidden form of her wife. She could feel her heart breaking at the sight she'd glimpsed of Shego's gaunt cheeks and hollow eyes. The words stung. All were proof her mother had been right about Shego's mental state. She bit her lip in thought. Her mind was still trying to accept her own resurrection. She had no idea how to deal with this too.

She crossed room to the alien sized bed, taking note of the burn marks on the walls as she did. They were telling signs of Shego's grief stricken desire to be left alone. According to her mom, Shego hadn't actually hurt anyone, but she made it very uncomfortable for anyone who tried to visit her these last few months. She had barely tolerated Anne, on the rare occasions she accepted the food and comfort her other wife brought.

Kim boosted herself up on the edge of the giant bed. “I can't go away Shego. I'm very real, and I'm never going to leave you again.”

Shego pulled herself into a fetal position under the covers. “NO! I saw you die.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “I saw that... Thing... kill you.”

Kim's faced paled. She didn't remember her own death. She couldn't imagine what it must have been like to see it happen. Her own memory of the event was truncated at the moment her arm, with the nano band attached, was ripped from her body. At that point the recording of her brain patterns stopped. She remembered telling Joss the DNA sampling and brain pattern scan upgrades were for extra security. That was a partial truth.

The real intention, as Wade explained to her when he came up with the idea, was a last resort in case of impending death. Shego, of course, knew all about it. She also knew there was a glitch. At the time, Wade still hadn't figured out how to bring someone back. The brain pattern had to be placed in a new body. With the help of her mom, Drakken and DNAmy, they'd figured out a way a couple weeks after her death. By then though, Shego had given up hope and retreated into her self imposed hell. She refused to believe it when she was told it would work.

Now Kim just had to convince the woman she loved it really worked. She reached out and yanked the blanket away. Exposing her wife's emaciated and shuddering form. “Look at me. Touch me. I'm here. I'm real.”

Shego kept her eyes squeezed shut. She didn't want to see... To touch... To feel. She didn't want the lie her strained imagination was feeding her. It had to be a lie. Just like the lie Anne told her about her pregnancy. Splitting the gathered DNA. Using the Genetic Zipper to convert one cell into an egg and another into a sperm cell. Using those to conceive a new body, which was completely Kim, that was then implanted in Anne to carry.

Total Bullshit!

She knew better. She knew Anne simply went and got herself knocked up by James, or Barry, or one of the other guys. It was all just a ruse to get her to get over the loss of her precious love.

Wasn't it?

Slowly opening her eyes, Shego looked at the girl beside her. Her eyes told her everything she needed to know. What she was imagining couldn't be her real Kimmie. Not only was she too young, looking about the same age as Kim was when they first met, she didn't have any of her wife's demonic features. Slitted eyes, horns, tail, all were missing from this figment of her tortured mind.

It couldn't be.

She closed her eyes again.

Kim saw the appraisal and rejection in her wife's glance. She knew exactly what it meant. “Yeah. I look different. It was a shock to me too, at first. Turns out when Drakken modified the Juvinator to age me, it had some kind of malfunction. It left me at fourteen again.” She tried to put a little levity in her voice. “I guess, this time around, I can use being jailbait to my advantage.”

It became apparent Shego wasn't in the mood for humor. She hoped if she could just keep her listening, instead of throwing fire bolts, she might break through to her. “You can blame the rest on Monique. She was adamant that I be restored completely. She even went as far as taking my brain scan and putting a pass code on it that only she knew. After what I told her about DNAmy, I guess I can't blame her. So mom and Amy stripped out all of Barry's DNA before my conception.”

Kim saw Shego's eyes open again. They bored malicious holes through her. She knew flames were about to fly. Time was running out and she was no closer to getting Shego to accept the reality of her...

It came to her in an instant. She knew exactly what to do. Leaning in close to her love's face, she uttered a single word. “Shegoness.”

The warm breath on her face came as almost a big surprise as the word she heard. Shego blinked. Blinked again. Her mind spun as she tried to make sense of it. Her self-imposed mental block crumbled. With slow hesitation, she reached out and touched Kim's cheek. The smooth softness of her wife's pale pink skin sent shivers of delight through her. The guilt that held her mind prisoner for months fled.

Shego gathered Kim into her arms. She wanted to hold her forever and ever. She only let go, with an amused chuckle, when Kim spoke again.

“Umm... Shego? You really need a shower...”

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The leader of the kidnappers smiled as he was informed by the messenger of the unwillingness to make payment for their captive by the U.S. President. He turned and approached the bound man, as one of his people moved to the video camera and turned it on. He would show the western dogs what it meant to refuse the might of Al Killya. He reached down behind the man's chair and picked up a gleaming scimitar.

Holding the curved sword up, he looked directly into the camera. As his lips spewed out his venomous hatred, he thought about the power and glory he was about to reap.

The sound of breaking glass interrupted him as he placed the sword to the helpless man's neck. He looked up to see a glowing pink and blue apparition descending on him. Thoughts of killing his captive fled as he raised the sword to fend off the nightmare creature.

Blades clashed. The scimitar was cleaved in two as the Lotus blade in Rufus' paws sliced through the common steel like butter.

Bullets rained down from the broken skylight as Will picked off the other kidnappers one by one.

Rufus reversed his swing, cutting through the terrorist. What was left of the lead kidnapper collapsed to the ground in multiple pieces.

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Gemini watched the battle rage from his raised control platform. The floor of the vast circular lair beneath him was stained blood red. His own minions and a large group of Al Killya fighters were being mowed down by the invaders. He scratched his little dog, Pepe, beneath his chin and grinned.

Beside the purple clad villain stood a tall, skinny, man with a long gray beard. He was firing an ancient AK-47 into the the fighting below. The bullets were glancing harmlessly off the body armor of Team Paladin and their Knights. He screamed out at his new partner in broken English. “Why are you not doing anything to stop these infidels!?”

Gemini's grin widened. He briefly considered firing some of his finger rockets into the gory melee. It would certainly put an end to the fighting by killing off all the combatants, friend and foe alike. It would be great fun, but that wasn't in the cards right now.

He glanced at the Al Killya leader. Months he'd spent, since the ending of the Pact, setting up this operation. He made friends with Osama Bin Killin. Worked his way into their terrorist operations. Gave them assistance and super scientific weapons. Made them think he was one of them.

It was all a lie.

Gemini thought back to the call he received from his little sister the day the Middleton Pact was dissolved. She taunted him with her new evil status. Shamed him by telling how she and Kim Possible took down the large and powerful group of Yamanuchi ninjas. She derided him for not having the balls to do anything as spectacular. Dared him to even try to top her success.

He took her dare.

Lashing out with his mechanical hand, Gemini grabbed the terrorist’s gun. It's metal bent and twisted in his grasp. “I am doing something. I am showing my dear little sister I am much better at lies and evil deception than she ever thought.”

With an evil laugh, he pushed Bin Killin off the edge of the platform. He laughed even harder when he saw the camel fucker land at the feet of Ron Stoppable. He nodded to the shocked hero as he stabbed a couple buttons on his control console. One set off the brand new activation switches he'd given to the terrorists all over the Middle East for their roadside bombs. All the bombs exploded prematurely. The other button opened the hatch on his escape pod.

As he climbed into the pod with his little dog, he felt satisfied this would show Betty that her big brother had what it took to outdo her.

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With a groan of frustration, Hego sat down on the floor in the middle of the force field surrounded room. The bare concrete cracked under the impact of his muscular buttocks. Three pairs of eyes locked on the spot as his brothers gasped in surprise.

With a puzzled look on his face, Hego asked. “What?”

Three pairs of eyes rolled as Mego started to explain to his dense older brother how the force field didn't cover the floor...

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Senator Cliton felt her eyebrows raise as she entered the meeting hall of Castle Senior, followed by an aid and a member of the U.S. diplomatic corps. The vast room appeared to be a shrine to hedonistic pursuits. Inlaid in the marble floor was a tile mosaic of the King and Queen coupling in wild abandon. Tapestries hung over the walls. Each one depicting scenes of orgies or violent battles. Statues in marble or bronze lined the room, all of naked people in seductive poses.

At the far end of the room was a raised dais. At first she thought it contained more statuary, until she saw the figure seated in the middle chair was talking on a cell phone. She certainly hadn't expected to conduct this meeting with King Ricardo, with him nude. It didn’t help when she noticed the woman, also nude, sitting on his right was the Queen. Just as was the blonde woman sitting on his left.

Hillie was not a prude by any stretch of the imagination. She had, after all, married a man who's nickname was Thick Willie for a good reason. Even while in the White House, they'd engaged in their own kinky sexual pastimes. Inviting friends and celebrities to stay the night in the Lincoln bedroom, was a euphemism for sharing theirs. Not to mention all their jaunts to Martha's Vineyard, which really were to secret locations where they indulged themselves with, sometimes large groups, of same minded couples.

Never would they have considered meeting with foreign dignitaries in their altogether though. The closest they came to scandal was the whole blue dress ordeal. Someday she would pay back that bitch for the stain on her husband's name. As she approached the throne, she wished they could do things in America as seemed permissible here.

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As he watched the escape pod jet through a circular opening in the lair's roof, Ron tried to wrap his mind around what just happened. He looked down at his feet, where the most notorious terrorist in the world lay groaning in pain. The battle around him was dying down as his Knights finished off the last of their enemies. He couldn't believe Gemini had turned on his ally like he had. It forcefully reminded him of the woman who was also so evil she would turn on her best friend.

Putting that thought aside, he raised his pistol and shot Osama Bin Killin in the head. Once this was all over, he would turn his attention to Kim Possible once again.
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