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Moving Onwards	By : PatPat Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female > Kim/Ron Views: 6723 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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MOVING ONWARDS
Cages
By Pat Squared

A periodic beep and the discomfort of plastic ridges rubbing the back of her throat told Sheena Groningen that she was in a hospital intensive care unit.

The shackles on her limbs told her that she was a guest of whatever law enforcement agency was attempting to hold her.

Shego tried to focus, but it seemed somehow that her concentration was too mushy to ignite her glow powers. Her glow powers never failed her before.

Panic overwhelmed her as she started choking on her own saliva.

The heart-rate monitors were screaming as her heart rate accelerated to level that would have long ago killed ordinary mortals, until Shego felt something sharp stab into her flesh and her body feeling even mushier than before.

Shego intellectually knew that she was hurt.

She remembered the muzzle flashes and the sensation of been repeatedly kicked in the chest. They were too many shooters even for her to dodge all the lead coming her way.

From the aches in her chest, Shego knew that some doctors opened up her chest to remove the bullets.

Nevertheless, she only felt a general sense of discomfort.

Instinctively she knew that she was badly weakened.

Drakken had lost his mind. He wanted to hold the United Nations hostage until they gave him Canada.

Since when did the United State respect the United Nations.

Not since Carter was giving away the Panama Canal.

To the Europeans, the UN was just another tool to get their way. Only the frothing at the mouth, One World types, even believed that the organization was the repository of virtue and the savior of humanity from the scourge of war.

The UN is a standing conference on corruption. It members were career diplomats.

They were all expendable really – Diplomats were far too easy to replace with another career crook with a degree in international relations. Overseas diplomats are the equivalent to lawyers in America. Both seemed to receive more professional courtesy from the sharks than even Shego did.

Shego knew that her boss, Drew Lipsky aka Drakken was not firing on all eight cylinders, but fate and some perverted idea in her head bound her to him as if she was his Siamese twin.

It wasn’t lust.

The blue skin, blue trench coat, and pony tail had to go. The rotten teeth and his lack of hygiene turned off any sort of sexual interest on Shego’s part. Not even the moodulator got her into his bed.

It was not admiration of his intellect. Shego knew that she scored higher in the IQ tests that authorities administered to prisoners than Doctor Drakken. It was that just sitting still and studying something boring drove her nuts. It was not anything that she could vocalize.

What the fuck, Shego mused, she was the one who would have to sneak out at night and modify the blueprints so that Drakken’s henchmen built a doomsday device that actually worked. The problem was the Drakken alway put in the self destruct device in himself.

Personality, forget it. Drakken was a big momma’s boy.

When he went out on the world of villainy, Shego became the stand in for the role of Drakken’s mommy and put up with his childish temper tantrums.

How many times did she vow to herself to leave Drakken’s service and retire?

Two three four dozen.

Money was not a problem.

During Shego’s brief tenure as Senior Senor Junior tutor in villainy, Senior Senor Senior taught her more about money management and money laundering than most Certified Financial Planners and US Treasury Agents learned in a lifetime. Too bad Junior is so dumb that he would blow the money in a heartbeat once daddy's dead.

Shego has stashed several dozen million dollars worth of investments all over the globe with dozens of attorneys managing her little, discreet financial empire.

The only excitement that Shego had in her life was her duels with that redhead Kim Possible. The difficulty was not in beating Kim Possible. If Shego wished she could have incinerated that teen heroine long time ago. The problem was in not hurting her so that they can fight again at a later day. Kim was a lot like Shego before Shego got feed up with Hego's antics and became a mercenary.

Part of her wondered what messed up her head and led her to the live of a fugitive.

She grew up with an over bearing older brother, Hego, who only tried his best to hold the Groningen family together when her parents and grandmother were killed in the comet crash.

Mego and her youngest twin brothers, Wego, were constantly pushing her buttons.

Or maybe the answer was simpler. There was some kind of sick fascination for evil was woven into her DNA.

Only Shego knew the Groningen dirty family secret. Selena Groningen, Shego's grandma, was a concert pianist with a shady past that would shock even the most jaded thief or swindler.

Plenty of docs poke and prodded Shego to find out the source of her powers, but not a single one of them ever wondered who was the real girl behind the black and green jumpsuit.

Being treated as the freak and ignored by every boy she ever felt any fickler of affection towards taught her that freaks don’t get any respect unless they rip it off along with the head of her tormenters. She would show them all that she was worthy of respect.

Shego privately admitted to herself that it was her fault that she ran away from her childhood home. She was upset over something minor and was far too stubborn to concede the fact that she left over something stupid to her brothers.

Her descent to crime was her own doing.

First she stole so that she could support herself and not end up turning tricks like the other runaway girls she encountered on the streets in the big cities.

Over time, Shego grew to love the challenge. She got to face off against the best guards and security devices in the world and regularly won. Soon Shego had the money to call her criminal career quits, but she had to always pull the perfect heist.

Even stealing and successfully ransoming the crown jewels of England was not enough for her. Stealing something very well guarded was like a dose of pure psychic O-Two that made her life worth living.

Shego hated herself ever since she became a freak.

Numerous suicide attempts only to be foiled by her rapid healing mutation.

Wrist slashing, she couldn’t bleed out.

Hanging herself only served to stretch out the soreness in her spine.

Even getting drunk and crashing into a bridge pillar at over 180 miles per hour only gave her a short stay in the hospital while the doctors poke and prodded her like a scientist would poke an prod at one of those cute little lab rats trying to find out how she could heal so fast.

Shego prayed for something to end her misery.

Goddamn security – couldn’t one of them make a head shot, maybe a shotgun blast decapitating her might have work.

Then her brothers would have to see that. She might have an ongoing feud with her siblings, but even Shego loved them in her own sick way and couldn’t do that to them.

Now the authorities truly had captured her and put her in a cage.

Every since she was small, Shego hated cages.

She cried every time her parents placed her kitten, Boots, in the cage to be taken to the vet. Maybe it was because, deep down inside that she knew that she would end up spending the rest of her life in a cage.

The sarcastic young lady started pondering if she chose her fate or her fate chose her.

Drugs and drink always make confused things clear and clear things confused.

Resistance was futile now. Her thoughts were slowing like pancake syrup in the freezer, and Shego knew that soon she would be unconscious.

Shego decided not to fight the urge to rest for now.

Later, she would get out and introduce some cops to what a pissed off woman with her powers can do.

With those deep thoughts, Shego surrendered to the chemical mist that infused her veins.
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