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Revelations of Destiny	By : Kellendros Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 63461 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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- The Heartbreaker is the property of Catfish Comics and is used here without permission for parody reasons and does not reflect a challenge to the copyrights of said company.

Shego sighed softly and gave her head a little shake as she pulled onto the off ramp leading to the Middleton Airport.

What the hell am I doing? How the hell can I be doing this? She’s only sixteen for fuck’s sakes! And she plays for the other team too; still actually believes in all that fairytale hero crap! Shego thought yet again, those sentiments or variants of them having been going through her head repeatedly since she and Kim had gotten on the road. And why the hell does having her back there holding onto me like this feel so damn good?

That last thought had been going through Shego’s head too, countering every other objection with its implacable and undeniable truth. Shego might be thoroughly confused by the insane direction her relationship with Kim had taken over these last few days, not to mention the mystery surrounding the other woman in Kim’s life, but even though she was cold from the wind and troubled by her musings, the warmth of Kim’s arms wrapped around her and the girl’s body pressed against her back brought her comfort she would have never believed possible. Despite everything that had gone on between them over the last two years, the mere presence of Kim at her back felt good to Shego in a way she never could have imagined. And deep down, far past the point where she’d ever admit it, she was so very, very afraid of that feeling.

It was that willfully unrecognized fear that gave rise to her tumultuous thoughts, so very unlike her usual attitude towards the morality of her actions and the pursuit of her enjoyments. And it was the very source of that fear that stood resolute and unshakable as those thoughts crashed up against it time and time again throughout the journey, strong and immobile in the face of them, unwilling to give way and allow itself to be overcome; a fortress of calm comfort in a sea of confusion and doubt.

Shego dismissed her thoughts as she pulled up to the security gate at a side entrance to the airport, her strong legs stabilizing the bike with ease while she waited for the security guard to put down his newspaper, get off his lazy ass, and come out to check them over.

After what Shego considered a just barely acceptable wait, the overweight guard finally made it outside and shambled up to her while his equally substandard partner looked on from the guardhouse.

“ID.” The guard grunted in a bored tone, his exhalation carrying an unbelievably strong wave of garlic and onions with it despite the shortness of the demand.

Shego raised her right hand for a second and then shook her head as she suddenly realized she had a problem, dropping her hand back to the handlebar of her bike while saying; “Just a second.”

Looking over her shoulder to Kim, Shego said; “Reach into my jacket and give me the wallet in the inside left pocket Princess.”

Kim nodded and, as far as Shego could tell given the muffling her helmet caused, answered; “Ok, just gimme a second.”

A moment later Kim handed Shego a thick black leather wallet, and Shego thumbed through it until she found what she was looking for: an airport security-pass card with her picture and the name Sarah Connor on it.

Handing the guard the card, Shego said; “There you go.”

The guard looked at the card for a second and then ambled off to run it while Shego watched him go. After a couple of minutes Shego growled and bellowed; “Let’s go lard-ass; we don’t have all night out here!”

Shego glared at the guards as they both looked up at her through the plexiglass window of the guardhouse, but it didn’t seem to hasten their efforts any. Another three minutes passed before the bigger guard finally wandered back out to hand the card to Shego, saying; “Sorry for the delay Miss Connor.”

“It’s about damn time!” Shego griped as she snatched the card away from the guard and stuffed it back in her wallet.

The guard ignored her as he started heading back to the guardhouse, while his partner opened the security gate. Shego growled and shook her head, holding her wallet over her shoulder until Kim took it from her.

As soon as the gate was open Shego shot through it, feeling Kim’s grip on her waist tighten considerably at the fast start. Cutting through the night like a shark in a dark sea, Shego wove her bike around and between various outbuildings until she came to a stop in front of a small hangar in a relatively secluded section of the airport.

“Take the bike and drive it inside for me after I open the door, ok Princess?”

“Ok.” Kim said, putting her legs down to support the bike and sliding forward on the seat once Shego got off.

Shego quickly walked over to a door on the far left-hand side of the front of the hangar while Kim watched, punching a code into a keypad next to it once she got there. A second later Shego pulled the door open and disappeared inside the hangar. It was only a few moments after Shego entered the hangar that flickering, cold white florescent light streamed out of the doorway while it slowly swung shut.

Kim waited less than half a minute before the big hangar doors began opening with a loud mechanical clattering, and as soon as they parted enough for her to get inside, she slowly drove Shego’s bike through the opening, guiding it to a small open area to one side of the familiar model of black helicopter she saw sitting in the center of the hangar floor.

While Kim drove Shego’s bike inside and then shut it off, flipping down the kickstand as she did, Shego fired up the Powerhorse miniature hauler that was on the other side of the helicopter, driving it around to the front of the aircraft and then leaving it parked in neutral while she jumped off, quickly moving to hook a tow chain up to a U hitch attached to the front wheel assembly of the helicopter.

As Shego got back on the Powerhorse and began pulling the helicopter outside, Kim removed her helmet and shook out her hair before getting off the bike, hanging the helmet on the left handlebar as she did. Then she watched Shego work for a few moments before her curiosity got the better of her, prompting her to take out Shego’s wallet and begin sifting through it, finding numerous false identification under the names of Sarah Connor, Selina Kyle, Samantha Caine, Ellen Ripley, Jill Valentine, Claire Redfield, and Cynthia Rothrock.

The weirdest thing about the false identification wasn’t that Shego had it—given Shego’s proclivities and profession, Kim would have been surprised if she hadn’t had any false identification—but rather, it was the way that some of the names used were strangely familiar to Kim; she could feel recognition hovering just out of reach far in the back of her mind.

Wrapped up in the puzzle, Kim stood with her attention focused down on the contents of the wallet as she examined them more closely; only vaguely aware of Shego as the woman finished hauling the helicopter outside, then drove the Powerhorse back to its original position before turning it off. It wasn’t until Shego walked up to her and plucked the wallet from her hands that Kim realized she was there.

“Hey!” Kim complained loudly, looking up only to find Shego looking back at her with an “oh really?” expression, one eyebrow raised and tapping her wallet against the palm of her left hand with her right.

“Didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s not polite to go through other people’s things Princess?” Shego asked dryly.

Kim suddenly found herself blushing and looking down once more, before she snapped out of it with a quick shake of her head. Looking up again, Kim said; “Yeah well, having fifty pieces of fake ID isn’t a good thing either Shego.”

Shego smirked and snorted, replying; “It’s only twenty or so Princess.” Then she suddenly tossed the wallet back to Kim in a high arc that the girl only just reacted to fast enough to catch neatly instead of working for it.

“Now, put that away and let’s get going. The chopper’s ready and you’re the one that was concerned about how long this was going to take, not me.”

“Ok.” Kim replied. While she was in the process of putting Shego’s wallet away however, she looked up suddenly and added; “Oh, wait!” Looking around quickly, Kim blushed faintly as she had no choice but to ask; “Ahhh… Shego? Where’s the ahhh… bathroom? Around here?”

Shego snorted again, shaking her head slightly and muttering; “Well, better now than in the air.” In a louder tone she answered; “It’s right over there.” while jerking her thumb towards a small sectional area with two doors in it. “Make it quick Princess, I want to get in the air sometime tonight.”

“Yeah yeah; I’m the one on the clock, remember?” Kim grumbled, quickly walking over to the door leading to the smaller section of the projecting area.

Having guessed right, Kim disappeared into the grungy bathroom for several minutes, making sure she had done all her business before cleaning up, given she doubted there’d be a bathroom on the helicopter. After a last look in the chipped, frameless mirror hanging over the small sink, Kim turned to the door and opened it, only to give a small start as she saw Shego standing right in front of it, a peculiar expression on her face.

“Aah! Shego, what are you—” was all Kim had time to get out before Shego’s right hand darted out to grab the front of Kim’s coat, bunching the material as she literally yanked Kim out of the bathroom.

Before Kim could recover, Shego rushed past her into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her while growling; “This is your fault Possible!”

Spinning around, Kim felt her anger dissipate as she stared at the closed door. It was only a moment later that she snorted and broke out in a broad grin. A second after that she laughed outright and shook her head as Shego shouted; “I heard that!” through the bathroom door.

Kim decided discretion was the better part of valor in this particular situation, and, still smiling wryly and chuckling occasionally, walked out of the hangar and over to the black helicopter, opening the front right-hand door and climbing up into the copilot’s seat.

While she waited for Shego, Kim strapped herself into the comfortable seat and looked over the controls of the helicopter, finding them remarkably similar to and yet quite different from those used in the jets and prop-driven aircraft she’d been learning to fly.

Digging around a bit, Kim found the pre-flight checklist and began running through everything she was sure she understood on it, figuring it was better to be doing something productive than just sitting around waiting for Shego. It was a few minutes later, when Kim was nearing the end of the list, that the other door opened and Shego got into the helicopter.

“Not a word Kimmie, not a word.” Shego grumbled as she shut the door. A moment later she added; “And what the hell are you doing anyway?”

“Running through the parts of the flight check I understand, what does it look like?” Kim answered as she checked off the last thing on the mostly completed list, handing the clipboard and pen to Shego afterward.

“And you can do that why?” Shego asked, her right eyebrow raised.

“Ahhh, because I can do anything? Annnnd then there’s the fact that I’ve been working on getting my pilot’s license for the last three months or so too.” Kim finished with a smile.

“All right, good enough for me.” Shego answered, quickly running through the things left on the list and finding everything satisfactory. Once she was done, Shego put the clipboard away and strapped herself in, picking up a headset and putting it on afterward.

Activating her headset, Shego contacted the tower and relayed her flight plan before waiting for their OK to take off. While she waited, Kim looked at her with a puzzled expression and then asked; “Ummm, not that I’m complaining or anything, but why are you filing a flight plan and waiting around for someone to give you permission to take off?”

“Ahhh, because I’m evil not stupid? Attitude won’t get me very far if a few hundred tons of seven-forty-seven slam into this thing because I’m in it’s flight path, now will it?”

Kim snorted and shook her head, smiling, and a few minutes later Shego took off, having finally gotten clearance from the tower. Once she was about a half-mile up and a fair distance from the airport, Shego flipped several switches and then slowly powered up the turbojet boosters using a slider control. As the aircraft shuddered and vibrated before eventually calming, Kim finally became aware of just how quiet it was in the cockpit, which was surprising given it was a helicopter.

After the helicopter reached close to its top speed, Shego monitored the controls for a few moments just to make sure everything was ok, then turned to Kim and said; “All right Kimmie, we’ve got about a two hour flight ahead of us, so I think it’s time for you to tell me a little story about how you met your woman, and what exactly the two of you have been doing together since then—aside from screwing each other’s brains out that is.”

Looking at Shego with reserved hesitation for several long moments, Kim finally said; “I’m not sure… I mean, I really, really don’t want you to take this the wrong way Shego, but even though I’m here with you now, and even though I want to see where we can go, I’m still not forgetting who you are and what you do, and we’ve only taken a first step down this road—I mean seriously, it hasn’t even been two hours yet!”

“So you don’t trust me then.” Shego said with surprising calm.

“It’s not that I don’t trust you Shego, but rather that I trust you to be Shego, and so far, all I know about that is… well, you know.”

Shego snorted into a chuckle and responded; “Yeah, I guess that track record kinda speaks for itself, doesn’t it?” After a few moments smiling wryly, she continued; “Look Kimmie, I’m not asking you for security codes or company secrets or the techniques of [The Way] or anything like that—hell, except for that last one I probably know more of those than you do anyway—I just want to know more about who I’m dealing with. What kind of person Herculina is, how she acts around you, the way she’s going about training you, stuff like that. And honestly… I’d kinda like to know more about the woman who managed to get you to fall for her as well, just for that.”

After a few minutes weighing Shego’s words, Kim smiled softly and said; “Ok, I guess that’s all right.”

Shego listened as Kim began telling her story, but it was only a few minutes in when she interrupted. “Wait, you mean she wasn’t someone you helped out and owed you a favor, or that she didn’t send you some kind of offer or ask you to meet with her or anything?”

“Nope, I had no idea who she was until I started asking questions, and I was the one who went looking for her.”

“Heh, so she roped you in using your own curiosity, eh?”

“Pretty much, yeah.” Kim responded.

Kim returned to her story, and it wasn’t until she reached the point where she was telling Shego about Corscan making her challenge, and more specifically, the details of the stakes, that she interrupted again.

“Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! No, no, nononononononono, no! Do not tell me that this is going where I think it’s going!”

“What do you mean?” Kim asked, confused.

“You are not about to tell me you took that bet and then when she won, she said you had to sleep with her as your end of the stakes. Please tell me that’s not what you’re going to say!”

Kim looked out the window for a moment, blushing, before she turned back and asked; “How did you know?”

“Because it was obvious? D’oy…” Shego answered dryly, shaking her head.

“Oh come on Shego! There’s no way you’d have seen it coming either! No one could have!” Kim shot back, annoyed.

Shego took a deep breath, opened her mouth, and then paused, closing it again with a brief sigh instead of speaking. A moment later she said; “Ok, ok, maybe I wouldn’t have seen that coming either, but I sure as shit wouldn’t have accepted that kind of crazy open-ended deal either, no matter what the payout was!”

“Well I know that now, but at the time…” Kim sighed, looking out the window again. “It all worked out in the end, but you’re right, I should have known better. I guess I just wasn’t thinking.”

“Hey, Kimmie, don’t let it get you down. Your confidence is one of the things that gives you the strength to stand up to people like Drakken and me, right? Sure, you let it get the better of you that time, but overconfidence can take down anyone if they let it. Better to be confidant with the pitfalls than not to be confidant at all.” Shego paused for a long moment, struggling before she forced herself to add; “And… it’s… not exactly like my first meeting with her went that much better.”

The final part of Shego’s statement came out low and fast, just above a mutter, and Kim grinned, carefully keeping her attention fixed out the window until she was able to assume a more neutral expression. Once she was sure her tone wouldn’t betray her either, Kim returned to her tale.

When Kim got to the part where Corscan kissed her for the first time, thanks to her pleading to know what her debt was, Shego broke into a grin and quick laugh, saying; “Oh no she di’n’t! Oh man, I would have paid good money to see the look on your face after that. Heh heh… guessing you didn’t take it too well either, did you Princess?”

“Ahhh, yeah, you could say that.” Kim responded, blushing slightly. When Shego looked at her intently because of the tone in her voice, it only took a few moments under that stare before she broke down and elaborated; “I… kinda… flew off the handle and attacked her.”

Shego snorted outright over how Kim’s rushed admission imitated the way her own had came out only a few minutes ago, grinning as she said; “O-ho yeah, like that wasn’t going from bad to worse! Looks like you’re developing a trend there Pumpkin, might wanna watch that; the next woman you’ve got the hots for might not be able to handle your unique brand of letting her know about it.”

“Shego!” Kim said sharply, and the older woman laughed even harder while Kim fumed at her.

Shego continued chuckling for several long moments before finally shaking her head and saying; “Ok, ok, sorry. But you’ve gotta admit Kimmie, from where I’m sitting it’s pretty damn funny.”

Kim gave her head a quick shake, huffing in annoyance and continuing her indignant silence for a while longer, eventually dismissing the whole situation with a brusquely grumbled “Whatever.”

Returning to her tale, Kim continued uninterrupted until she reached the point where Corscan released her from her obligation, leaving the final choice to continue or not up to Kim. Hearing that, Shego couldn’t resist the smile that curled her mouth while she shook her head.

“Damn, I gotta give your woman props Kimmie, she sure is one smooth operator. Whether she was just trying to draw you in or she really did want to ahhh… break you in gently, as it were, that’s one sweet ride she gave you. Smooth as silk. Almost makes me jealous.”

Kim glanced at Shego, curiously asking; “What do you mean?”

“Well, on the one hand, if I had game like that instead of my own stellar personality, life sure would have been a lot easier for me—not that I really care—and on the other, why the hell couldn’t I have met someone like that when I was only sixteen or so? No way in hell I’d have my little problem now if I had.”

Kim snorted and grinned. “Yeah, I can vouch for that. It might not have been special in that magical sort of way everyone talks about, but it was freaking amazing for what it was, that’s for sure.” Kim’s grin twisted into something slyer as she added; “Then again, I think I know enough now that when the time comes, I’ll be able to get you over your problem once and for all Shego.”

Shego glanced at Kim, amazed, and found her cheeks growing just a touch heated at the look on the girl’s face. Off balance, Shego shook her head slightly and purposely returned her attention to the controls of the helicopter, saying; “Yeah well, let’s not get distracted now, shall we? Get back to your story.”

Kim kept smiling what was now a knowing grin, but she decided to acquiesce to Shego’s demand instead of pursuing the matter further. Taking up her story once more, Kim continued uninterrupted until she got to the part where she’d forced Corscan to tell her about the truth of her fighting choices, and the repercussions they carried—only this time, it was her own continued distress over the subject that caused the disruption, her uncertainty causing the story to come out in erratic little jumps and stalls.

When Kim finally managed to get the whole thing out, Shego was shaking her head in disbelief, a hard expression on her face as she asked; “You’re telling me that she tried to tell you you need to start maiming and killing the people you fight?”

“No, that’s not it Shego. She… she was telling me that… that it was a choice I was making, not to really hurt people, not to kill… and that I had to acknowledge the repercussions of that choice. That if I keep doing what I’m doing, some day I’ll end up in a situation where I can’t win any other way, and if I still can’t do it, there’ll be a price to pay because of it. She wanted me to face that truth, to confront it, and to be ready for when that time comes as much as I can be beforehand.” Kim paused a second, then added; “Well, I mean, that’s what I forced her to tell me; it’s not like she was going to tell me anytime soon if she’d had her way about it.” Kim shook her head, sighing and softly muttering; “I should have listened to her damnit.”

Shego was out of her element here, unsure whether or not she should say anything, and honestly, fairly certain anything she could say would only make the situation worse for Kim, so instead of talking, she kept silent, not wanting to bring the girl down any further—life was sure to do that soon enough; no need for her to contribute as well.

Unfortunately for Shego, after a long period of uneasy silence, Kim looked at her hesitantly, and in a quiet voice asked; “Shego… you haven’t… I mean… have you ever had to kill anyone?”

Shego closed her eyes for a second, sighing, and then responded; “Yeah Kimmie, I’ve killed people before.”

Kim noticed the difference between the question she’d posed and the one Shego actually answered, and asked; “On purpose, or was it something that just happened while you were fighting?”

Shego vented an even deeper sigh, and quickly decided to give Kim the truth, knowing it would inevitably come out anyway, one way or another, and realizing that when it did, if she lied about it here, it was something that would destroy anything she might build with Kim in the interim.

“Some by accident, most on purpose.” Shego shook her head. “Look Kimmie, you know what I can do, right? If I wanted to, I could leave a trail of corpses behind me on any battlefield I stepped out onto, but I don’t, and that’s because I usually play by a real simple set of rules of engagement. If you’re not trying to kill me, then I’ll try not to kill you either. If you are, then I really don’t care what happens to you. I won’t go out of my way to blow anyone to bits, but if it happens it happens, and if it’s what I need to do to survive, well then that’s what I do. Someone shows up while I’m stealing something and starts shooting, I’ll try and take them out without killing them if I think I can, but if I have to blow their goddamn heads off in order to keep mine attached, then that’s just the way it’s gotta be. Someone comes after me outside of that kind of thing? Well, let’s just say I’m far less forgiving in those situations…”

Kim shook her head, dismayed, and said; “Shego, how can you do that?”

“It’s called self-defense Kimmie, look it up sometime. And before you even get started with the whole ‘but you’re committing a crime so that doesn’t apply’ bullshit, you need to remember that whoever the hell is trying to kill me is making a goddamn choice both to be there doing that job, and to do that job by trying to fucking kill me instead of taking me alive, so I could give a fuck about the legalities of our respective positions. I won’t snap some guard’s neck just to get him out of my hair, but you can be damn sure I won’t give a shit what happens to him if he’s blasting away at me with a three-fifty-seven either!”

Kim opened her mouth to speak several times, closing it every time without saying a word. Eventually, after visibly struggling for a long while, she calmed and took a deep breath before saying; “I don’t agree with that Shego, but… I understand it.” Kim turned to Shego, her face resolute as she carefully asked; “There’s one thing I need to know though, and I think you know what that is, but I’ll ask anyway. Have you ever—” Kim broke off, swallowing, and then forced herself to finish; “have you ever killed anyone where it wasn’t self-defense?”

Shego sighed deeply, wistfully thinking; well, it was nice while it lasted Princess, but I guess this is as far as we go.

“Yes.”

“How many?” Kim asked in a carefully measured tone.

“Depends on which ones you’re talking about. I don’t remember anyone I killed because I had to—except the first… and the second—I only remember the ones I wanted to kill, and the ones I was paid to kill.” Shego answered with supreme bluntness.

Kim looked decidedly ill, eventually saying; “I don’t know which one of those makes me feel worse, wanted or paid.”

The comment was more to herself than Shego, but Shego didn’t let it pass.

“You asked Kimmie. If you didn’t really want to know, you shouldn’t have.”

“I asked because I never really expected you to tell me you’re a murderer! Even after everything you just said, after everything I’ve stopped you and Drakken from doing over the years, I never really thought… I just… I didn’t think you could do that…” Kim answered in a wounded tone.

“Hey! I might be a killer but I’m not some goddamn sociopathic assassin! There were reasons why I killed everyone I did, real reasons that don’t have anything to do with bullshit like getting paid or dealing with a ‘problem’ that won’t go away any other way; I have fucking standards!”

“Standards? How the hell can you sit there and say that you have standards about killing people?” Kim shouted.

“Because I do!” Shego shouted back, scowling. “You wanna hear this Kimmie? Really want to hear it? Fine!”

Shego took a deep breath before continuing in a forceful if significantly lower tone.

“The first guy I ever killed was some three-strike loser back when I was still a ‘hero’ on Team Go with my idiot brothers. He and his partners screwed up a bank job and ended up surrounded by the cops, but instead of giving up like anyone with a brain in their head would, this moron grabs some pregnant woman and holds a gun to her head, trying to get out before the SWAT snipers show up to keep something like that from working. The cops weren’t going to let him go, and aside from Hego, neither was anyone else, and he kept getting more and more wound up until I knew he was going to lose it and go down shooting, so I burned a fist sized hole in his head before he could. I might have been able to try and stun him instead, but I made the damn choice to kill him so I was sure to get the job done.”

“That pretty much sets the tone for everyone I’ve ever had to kill outside of combat Kimmie. The other guy I remember, the second one, was a terrorist with twenty pounds of plastique strapped to his chest, and I incinerated him because I couldn’t risk him having a secondary trigger or a dead man’s switch rigged into it.”

Shego’s voice calmed, and she continued in a somewhat resigned, hard tone.

“Then there’s the ones I killed because it needed to be done, and it might as well have been me that did it as anyone else. The first… didn’t even start out that way. A young girl dropped off the face of the earth on a beach in Florida during spring break. She wasn’t much of anyone, there were no ransom demands, and the cops didn’t find anything. Problem was, her Great-aunt was someone, someone very rich, and very powerful, and also, very concerned with her Great-niece’s disappearance. So she had people look into it, and eventually, she found out the truth.”

Shego sighed softly and continued; “There was a man named Lei Han who ran a very exclusive, very high-priced sex slavery operation out of Thailand. He was untouchable both from the private army his wealth let him keep, and because of the long list of influential, rich patrons across the world that used his services. The girl was taken because she was a physical match for a special order from one of his more powerful customers.”

“The old lady knew she could never get her Great-niece back through any normal means, so she hired me to do it. By the time I succeeded… well, let’s just say there wasn’t much of her left upstairs. They’d broken her down and rebuilt what was left as a perfect little submissive doll. Three days after I brought her back to her Great-aunt, the old girl asked me to meet with her again, and offered me whatever I wanted to kill Lei Han along with the guy who placed the order that got her Great-niece taken. I agreed.”

Shego sighed, and then continued; “The next job was for the CIA, and that one was kind of self-defense actually, since they were very clear on making me understand it was an offer I couldn’t refuse. The target was an arms dealer called the Black Wolf, and she’d gotten hold of a baker’s dozen ‘misplaced’ Eastern Bloc nuclear warheads she was planning on auctioning off to the highest bidder, terrorists and crazy third-world dictators alike. My orders were to recover the warheads and make sure Black Wolf was ‘retired’ from the arms game permanently.”

“And the last one was Linus DeLain.” Before Shego could continue, and despite everything she was hearing, Kim couldn’t help interrupting. “Wait, Linus DeLain is dead? And you killed him?”

Nearly everyone in the world knew who Linus DeLain was. CEO of DeLain Foods, and the man directly responsible for covering up tainted baby food products instead of issuing a recall on them two years ago, a cover-up that resulted in the worldwide deaths of hundreds of infants and brain damage to hundreds more. He had literally fled prosecution moments ahead of the authorities coming to arrest him, absconding with nearly a half-billion dollars in embezzled funds and dropping off the face of the earth completely, never to be heard from again except in unfounded rumor and dead-end leads.

“Yep. Took me nearly two months to track the bastard down. Put a thirty million dollar bullet in his brain from a half-mile out once I did. See that’s the trouble with being involved in killing or crippling hundreds of victims indiscriminately Kimmie; there’s always bound to be someone involved that has the pull to make you pay for it. Or in this case, a half-dozen someones that got together and pooled their hate and their bank accounts to put an eight figure bounty on his head.” Shego gave a single sharp chuckle and added; “I pissed off a few of people that day by bagging him first, that’s for sure. I heard Monty was only a couple of steps behind me in getting to him actually, though he was just in it for the money obviously.”

“And you weren’t?” Kim asked.

“Oh I did it for the money Kimmie, but I also did it because someone had to kill that fucker, since there was no other way he was going to pay for what he did.” Shego answered vehemently, her tone hard and cold.

Kim sat in silence for a long time, deeply confused and considerably troubled by what she’d heard, but finally, she had to ask; “And the others?”

“Hunh?” Shego replied in a distracted tone, her own thoughts having wandered considerably in the interim.

“You said… you said that you only remembered the people you were paid to kill, and… and the ones you wanted to kill.”

“Oh.” It was Shego’s turn to be silent for a time, but eventually she continued in a strangely soft, heavy tone.

“The second one… well, I didn’t exactly kill him at the time, but I didn’t care if he lived or died while I was hurting him, and I found out later that he died on the operating table, so he counts as far as I’m concerned.”

“It was a few months after I’d quit Team Go and moved to New York City. I was prowling around rooftops looking for trouble—don’t remember why now—and I came across something nasty in an alley down below. I don’t know what the deal was exactly, but this guy was tearing into a prostitute with a coat hanger, really whipping the hell out of her with it, screaming how he was going to keep going ‘til she bled to death, and kicking her every now and then when she’d try and get to her feet or crawl away.”

“At the time I was… angry and hurting because of… for something that happened before I left the team, and this guy, he just set me off. I dropped down and beat the shit out of him; nailed him to a wall with a few pieces of rebar when I was done, and used my powers to rip off his goddamn privates for good measure.”

Shego huffed in amusement. “You wanna know the really funny thing? The stupid bitch he was going to kill was the one that called the ambulance for him, screaming at me for what I’d done and trying to help him with one broken arm and a crushed hand while she did.” Shego shook her head. “Don’t know what happened to her… don’t really care either.”

Shego grew quiet, staring off into the black night sky as she flew, while an oppressive silence filled the helicopter’s cabin, as if radiating from the pale woman’s grim features, but Kim needed to finish; she had to know.

“You said he was the second, but what about the first?” Kim asked quietly.

Shego took a deep breath and sighed softly before giving a bitter smile to match her hard, bitter tone. “The first…” Shego trailed off for a few moments, then continued; “Heh heh… that’s kind of funny too Princess, because just like the first time I had to kill, the first time I murdered someone was while I was still on Team Go too, still a ‘hero’.”

Shego’s smile twisted wryly as she shook her head gently before continuing, and despite her cold, focused tone, there was an undercurrent of old, deep-seated pain and hate in her voice as well.

“The Heartbreaker… and I murdered that fucking bastard all right Kimmie. I hunted him down, took him somewhere out of the way, and then I made sure he knew what I was doing while I did it. And I’d do it again in a heartbeat too. The only thing I regret is not knowing as much about my powers as I do now, so I could have made it last longer for what… for what he’d done.”

A few moments passed in silence before Shego continued.

“The Heartbreaker was a… I can’t call him a super villain Kimmie, that term is too tame for what he was, and it would be an insult to super villains too. The Heartbreaker was a monster that for whatever reason came to Go city and decided to stay a while. He had super strength, but it wasn’t energy-based like Hego’s, so his physique gave him incredible damage resistance, on top of which, he had a healing ability even better than Hego’s, which is twice as good as mine. The Heartbreaker could take a shotgun blast from pointblank range and sit up a few seconds later, with only some pinpricks and a pissed off expression to show for it. And you want to know what he did with all that power Kimmie? Rob banks? Try and take over the world? Even just wander around causing mindless chaos and destruction? No, it wasn’t anything as pretty as that Kimmie. He was a rapist. A fucking super powered rapist. And he wasn’t even fucking honest about it, because he was one of those delusional fuckers that saw his brutality as justified because he was doing his victims a favor—a fucking favor—by doing what he did to them. It was why he called himself the Heartbreaker; because in his mind the women he raped would be heartbroken over him moving on to his next victim instead of staying with them.”

Shego lapsed into silence once more, and it took everything Kim had to get herself to oh so quietly ask; “Shego… he didn’t… I mean… you weren’t…”

Shego looked over to Kim, and the girl couldn’t finish the question, but the older woman knew what she was getting at and snorted before answering; “Kind of hard to be a fucking virgin if you’ve been raped Kimmie.” Shego shook her head and turned away, looking out into the night once more. “No, what he did to me was worse…” Shego swallowed and took a deep breath before continuing, “worse than that Kimmie. Unbelievably worse… I…” Shego shook her head. “I might tell you about it someday Princess, but it’s not going to be tonight. But he did it, and I killed him for it.”

There was another quiet pause, and then Kim said; “And… is that… all of them?”

“Yeah Kimmie, that’s all of them. Everyone I’ve ever killed where someone’s life wasn’t on the line.” Shego sighed quietly, and then added; “So, I guess we’re done then, right Princess? I still want to have a talk with Herculina, but after that I’ll get out of your hair and we can just go our separate ways…”

Kim looked over at Shego with an expression that was half annoyance and half confusion, saying; “What the fuck are you talking about Shego?”

Shego looked back at Kim, skeptically replying; “Well, what? You’re actually telling me you still want to figure out whatever the hell it is we have between us?”

“Shego, I already knew you were a criminal who works for a guy who wants to take over the world,” Kim responded, her expression now solely annoyance, “and were you not paying attention when I was telling you the stuff that started this whole mess? I watched Corscan kill like, fifty people instead of just hearing her tell me about it. Admittedly it was only grainy security footage, but still…”

Shego’s eyes widened in surprise and she stammered; “But… I mean, how? You can’t—”

Kim held her hand up, cutting Shego off as she said; “I’m not saying I’m ok with everything you just told me, but honestly, it’s not… it’s not nearly as bad as I thought it would be when you started.” Kim snorted and shook her head in amusement. “You don’t play by any rules but your own, do you Shego? Not even with stuff like this. What the hell is it with me being attracted to older women like that anyway? You and Corscan could be sisters with the way you could care less about what other people think of you.”

Shego snorted sharply before responding; “Ahhh, yeah, ok. Well, I guess I’ll just shut up now and count my blessings then.”

Shaking her head and smiling softly, Shego returned her attention to flying the helicopter and did exactly what she’d said, amazed at her luck and considerably grateful as well, though she’d never admit to the strange, happy little feeling she was experiencing right now.

The remainder of the flight passed in silence, both women lost in their respective ponderings over the strange situation they found themselves in, but eventually, Shego broke the silence with a muttered, slightly confused, random statement.

“Well that’s weird.”

“Hunh, what?” Kim turned her attention from looking out the window to Shego.

“I’m not picking up any radio chatter from the private strip at CI. No transponder signals or radar ping either…” Shego answered, not looking up from the controls she was working scanning through transmission frequencies.

“That is strange.”

Shego tried a few more channels, and then shook her head, looking up for a minute and scanning the terrain ahead.

“Is it just me or is there nothing out there but a big old swath of black, empty space in front of us Kimmie?”

Kim looked out the front of the helicopter for several long moments, squinting a little at the end, before responding; “Ummm, yeah, looks like that, why?”

“Because we’re only twelve miles out from the complex and it’s dead ahead of us, that’s why.”

“What? That’s not possible Shego, your instruments must be off.”

“Well, Drakken did design a lot of the systems in this thing, so it’s possible, but we’ve been using them for years now and we’ve never had a problem before.”

“Well there’s gotta be something wrong.”

“Yeah, but not with the equipment.” Shego answered after checking a few more things. “Everything else is registering right where it should be. Hang on a second.”

Shego powered down the turbojet engines and reduced the rotor-based speed to a relative crawl as well, then activated several controls on the central panel. A moment later a screen came to life, displaying a sepia-toned thermal image of the landscape below as it sped by, overlaid with several numerical readouts and scale measures.

“All right, let’s see what we have here…” Shego said idly, bringing the helicopter to a hovering stop and flipping an eyepiece around from the left side of her headset as she did.

Shego started looking off into the distance carefully while adjusting the controls below the monitor, and Kim saw the image displayed pan out and up to reveal the CI complex off in the distance, looking oddly still and empty in the dark sepia tones it was revealed in.

“Ok, there’s practically no heat down there, only residual stuff, and like, no movement. Last time I was there, that place was crawling with guard patrols.” Shego said after a few moments.

“What do you think is going on?” Kim asked apprehensively, leaning over to look at the monitor with a concerned, intent expression.

“No idea Pumpkin.” Shego answered, spending the next few minutes going over the entire complex closely. “Everything’s intact; no signs of battle damage or anything. No bodies. No vehicles, overturned or otherwise. Also no heat, no lights, no electrical activity, nothing at all… It’s just dead.”

“Don’t… use that word Shego.” Kim said fearfully.

“Oh… ahhh, yeah, sorry. Well then, let’s go down there and find out what the hell’s going on. Hang on to your hat Kimmie, I’m gonna come in low and hard just in case there’s something down there we haven’t spotted yet that takes objection to our presence.”

“Ok.” Kim answered, checking her harness before sitting back in her seat.

Shego wasted no time turning intent into action, bringing the helicopter up to full rotor-based speed and dropping down to only a few dozen feet above the ground, weaving back and forth as she came up on the CI complex. As soon as she passed the fence, Shego swooped even lower before hauling up short and sharp enough to drive both her and Kim back into their seats. A split second later she dropped the chopper the remaining few yards out of the air, setting it down a hundred feet or so from the main rear entrance to the complex.

“Ok, everyone out of the bus Kimmie.” Shego said, shutting down the chopper as fast as she could with one hand while undoing her harness with the other.

Kim followed Shego’s example, shrugging out of the older woman’s bomber jacket once she was unhooked, and a few short moments later both women opened their respective doors and jumped down from the chopper, running hunched over and meeting up about thirty feet away before slowing to a quick yet cautious pace, heading for the entrance to the complex.

“Wish I had of had time to tell you to set down over there.” Kim said loudly enough to be heard over the sound of the slowing rotor blades behind them, but no louder, gesturing off to the left as she did.

“Heh… I already know the shortest rout to your woman’s quarters from outside Kimmie; I set down here on purpose. The fastest way we’ll see if there’s any trouble here is at the guard stations, and if there is or was, I kinda think Herculina can take care of herself better than the both of us put together, right?”

“I guess.” Kim’s tone was worried, but despite that, she was focused and alert, looking around for any signs of trouble while she approached the building alongside Shego.

Just before they got to the doors, Shego came to a stop and said; “Hold on a minute Kimmie.”

Once she was sure Kim was going to wait, Shego pulled out a device roughly the size and shape of a remote control from the back of her jeans, holding it up and pushing several buttons as she slowly swept it in a horizontal arc in front of her.

“What are you doing Shego? And where’d you get that?” Kim asked, allowing the sight to distract her for only a moment before she returned to surveying the area again.

“Scanning for airborne toxins, and I got this from the chopper. Because of the toxic crap Drakken sometimes works with, all his vehicles come with one of these in case of accidents, or just to have them while we’re going to get the stuff.”

“You think there might be gas or something?”

“It’s one way to take out a complex this big Kimmie,” Shego responded, checking the tiny LCD readout on the device as she did. “Better safe than sorry. And so far, nothing but the usual junk is showing up, so it looks clean out here at least. Once we get inside you hang back while I finish checking, ok?”

“All right.” Kim answered. A few moments later, she held the door open while Shego scanned the entryway, and once Shego nodded, both of them entered the eerily silent building, their soft footfalls still loud enough to echo slightly in the empty halls.

Once inside, Shego did a sweep of all the corridors leading out of the room while Kim examined the guard station. After a few minutes both women met up again and shook their heads.

“There’s nothing here that’s out of place Shego, other than everyone being gone, and the fact that it looks like someone cleaned out all the drawers at the guard station. How’s the air?”

“Air’s good Kimmie. Let’s make our way to Herculina’s room from here.” Shego said, summoning her power as she did.

“Is that a good idea?” Kim asked as the room lit up from the bright lime-green energy rippling around Shego’s hands.

“Given that there’s no lights and I left my night vision goggles at home, yeah, I’m gonna have to go with the idea of my being able to see in here as a good one Kimmie.” Shego shot back in a low growl, heading up the corridor as she did.

Kim blinked, then gave her head a quick shake to dispel both the embarrassment and irritation she felt over Shego’s words. A second later she quickly caught up to the older woman and fell in alongside of her.

As Shego and Kim made their way through the complex—and with an ease that belied their relative inexperience working together—they found themselves falling into patterns of advancement with one another, covering each other as they approached doors, side corridors, and open rooms. All along their path, the only thing they found was empty rooms and corridors—the rooms not only devoid of people, but also key equipment and supplies as well, like security manifests and computer terminals.

Finally arriving at the corridor outside of Corscan’s quarters, they found the twin doors to her geodesic dome standing wide open, streams of faint silvery moonlight spilling out from between them to pool their radiance on the floor.

Moving into the room carefully, Kim and Shego found it completely empty save for several pieces of luggage placed in the exact center of the open space beneath the dome. Only the hardwood floors and paneled walls remained otherwise. All of Corscan’s furniture and belongings were gone, with only gaping holes in the floor and wall where the stone base of her sand cauldron, her ironwood log, and her carved dragon spar once were.

Abandoning her cautious stance, Kim quickly checked the bedroom while Shego wandered into the main room warily. As Kim came back out a moment later, shaking her head in confirmation that it was empty as well, Shego said; “What the hell is going on here?”

As Shego’s words echoed through the room, Kim anxiously responded; “I don’t know Shego.”

Kim headed towards the luggage in the center of the room, and Shego quickly joined her at the five big bags standing next to one another. Both women looked down, Shego with curiosity and Kim with confusion and worry. On top of the center bag was a creamy white envelope with a single word inscribed on its face in an elegant, flowing cursive script.

Kim.
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