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Revelations of Destiny	By : Kellendros Category: Kim Possible > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 63461 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Shego’s heart was in her throat as time seemed to crawl by at an agonizingly slow pace, the whole of her being fixed on the bolt of lime-green fire pouring from her hand as it crept its way across the space between her and her target, desperately urging it on in its flight as it raced against the reflexes of the man pointing a gun at the young woman she was somehow… inexplicably… impossibly… falling in love with.

For the first time since this whole crazy situation with her and Kim began, Shego had all of her denial and repression of her true feelings ripped away from her, leaving her with only the raw truth of how she felt, and that truth was that however it happened, however insane it was, she was falling in love with Kim Possible.

Even as the unasked-for revelation slammed into Shego, time slammed back to full speed for her as well, her bolt slashing through space and tearing into the agent’s arm and shoulder just as his gun fired.

The blazing lime-green energy ripped through flesh and bone with terrible ease, shredding and searing everything in its path until it tore off the agent’s arm and sent it flying up the street, while the impact sent him spinning back and around completely before he fell to the sidewalk, screaming in horrified shock as he stared at the smoking crater where his shoulder had once been.

Shego didn’t notice any of it however; she was too busy ignoring the jolts of searing agony coming from the hole in her side as she started running back to Kim, the scream of denial she had begun seemingly so long ago finally tearing free of her throat, even as the image of how Kim jerked back into a motionless sprawl when the agent fired tore at her mind. As Shego staggered down the sidewalk as fast as she could go, she was amazed to see the agent roll over and try to push himself up, fumbling and falling back repeatedly from pain and confusion as he tried to support his right side with an arm he no longer had.

As she closed the distance, Shego felt a black rage boil up inside her, focusing her on the agent to the exclusion of all else. Just as the man finally got to his hand and knees, Shego reached him and lashed out with her right leg, venting a roar of fury as her kick caught him in the center of his body with enough force to flip him a yard or more into the air and easily six feet away, where he crashed down onto his back on the cruel, unyielding cement awaiting his return. The brutal impact cracked open the charred, cauterized flesh of the remains of his shoulder in several places, the jagged, dark red lines slowly oozing a pale mix of blood and plasma from their depths, while the unimaginable eruption of pain mercifully drove him down into the darkness of oblivion.

Shego raised her right hand as agony and murderous wrath thundered through her, her power flaring bright as she prepared to sear the agent out of existence completely, but before she could, a pained groan and incoherent mumble from her left brought her up short.

Whipping her head around, Shego inhaled sharply as she saw Kim getting to her feet shakily, a thin trickle of blood running down the left side of her face from where her skin had split open from the impact of the gun barrel, and several threads trailing down the right side from tiny chunks of concrete embedded in her cheek. Behind and to the right of her was a three-inch wide shallow crater blown out of the sidewalk, with the remains of the heavy slug that must have just missed her imbedded deep in its center.

“Kim!” Shego cried out in relief, taking a step towards the girl before a sudden wave of weakness sent her stumbling back several steps as she tried to keep her balance, ending up supporting herself against a parked car with her right arm while her power dissipated, leaving her in the relative darkness of the street once more.

Looking up from where she now stood, Shego was just in time to see Kim’s eyes widen as her faculties finally returned to her. A moment later the girl shouted “Shego!” and rushed over to her, only to skid to a halt, her hands outstretched and hovering as she stared in horror at Shego’s bloody left hand and the huge, still growing black stain covering her shirt and jeans.

“Oh god oh god oh god he shot you!” Kim babbled, still in shock.

“No shit Kimmie.” Shego responded in a strained growl, recovering some of her composure now that everything was over and she knew Kim was more or less ok.

Shego’s tone seemed to snap Kim out of her shock, as she gave her head a quick shake and then, in a more controlled if still concerned voice, said; “Ok, ok, we need to get you to a hospital now.”

“No! No hospitals!” Shego snapped, threads of desperation in her angry tone even as another wave of cold weakness and pain rolled through her.

“Shego, you’ve been shot! There’s blood all over you and I can see the edges of the… hole, around your hand! You need to see a doctor!”

“No, I don’t!” Shego growled back. “At least… not unless I have to, and we don’t know that yet!”

“What do you mean we don’t—” Kim tried to ask before Shego cut her off.

“I heal faster because of my powers, remember?”

“Yeah but you also said you could still die from complications before you did, and I think that bleeding to death is a pretty big fucking complication!” Kim shot back angrily.

“Damnit Possible, I am not going to a hospital unless there’s no other choice, and that’s final! Now are you gonna help me or do I have to do this myself?” Shego declared in pained aggravation while forcing herself to stand up from the car she was leaning against.

“I…” Kim spent several moments struggling with her conflicted emotions and stubbornness before venting an annoyed sound of frustration and, with considerable reluctance, finally conceding; “All right, fine! What do you need me to do?”

“First, lift up the back of my jacket and shirt and tell me what you see.”

“Ok.” Kim said before kneeling down on one leg and hesitantly reaching out to lift up Shego’s jacket. A moment later she swallowed at the sight of the ragged hole and huge bloodstain marring Shego’s shirt before carefully, gently lifting that away from her wound as well.

Shego hissed as the wet cloth separated from the entrance hole in her back, then she said; “All right, what do you see Kimmie?”

“There’s a bloody, nickel-sized puckered hole in the right side of your lower back.” Kim said uncomfortably.

“Yeah yeah, I already knew that; tell me if it’s still bleeding and what the blood looks like in the hole.”

“Yeah, there’s plenty of blood Shego.”

“But what does it look like?” Shego’s aggravation was plain to hear.

“I don’t know; it looks like blood!” Kim snapped. “I can’t really see that well back here…”

Shego growled softly and concentrated, her present state making summoning her power much harder than usual. After a moment her right hand blossomed with lime-green energy and she reached around her back, holding it against Kim’s hand where she was gripping her bunched up shirt and jacket.

“There, now tell me what you see in that hole.” Shego said.

“Ok, I guess…” Kim swallowed, “I guess it looks like… ripped flesh and a lot of blood.”

Shego sighed and counted to ten silently before she spoke in an exaggeratedly calm tone.

“Is the blood pumping out in spurts, running freely, kinda welling up in pulses, or just ebbing out smoothly?”

“Ummm… I guess… the last one. Maybe. There might be a little pulsing too.”

“Ok, now, does it look like bloody meat all the way down that hole, or does it look more like something’s starting to fill it up, like a jelly or pulpy pudding?”

“I… I’m not sure Shego. I think there might be something deep in there, but I can’t tell for sure.” Kim answered.

Shego sighed and moved her hand closer to the hole, pain lancing up from her wound as she twisted around more to do it.

“Ok, how ‘bout now?”

Kim got in close and spent nearly half a minute carefully examining the entrance wound before she finally said; “Yeah, I’m sure now; it doesn’t look quite right. Kinda like there’s a smooth coating of blood slime or something forming over everything. And I’m sure the bleeding is a steady oozing now, there’s no real pulses. But it’s still pretty heavy Shego, like a constant trickle almost the size of the hole running down your back.”

“Ok, good. Now for the hard part Kimmie. I’m gonna need you to check for the same thing up front, but you can’t take nearly as long, because if you do then I really will need to go to a hospital with the amount of blood I’ll lose waiting, got it?”

Kim swallowed and then hesitantly answered; “O-ok Shego, I’ll do my best.”

Shego turned and leaned back against the car behind her, bringing her right hand around next to the huge exit wound she was holding shut with her left. Looking down, Shego called her power up in her left hand as well, and then said; “Ok Princess, it’s go time. I’m gonna let go of the hole and yank my shirt up with my other hand, and you’ll have about ten, twenty seconds tops before I go back to keeping my insides from becoming my outsides, got it?”

Kim moved closer to Shego and nodded resolutely a moment later, saying; “Ok, I’m ready.”

Shego tensed, pain shooting through her as she did, and then in two quick motions did what she said she was going to do, hissing long and sharp from the pain as her hand left the wound, releasing it from the pressure she’d kept it under.

Blood immediately began running out of the wet mass of mangled flesh in heavy, pulsing surges, and Shego silently prayed Kim wouldn’t puke on her as she heard the girl gag slightly from the sight. Kim managed to keep her dinner down however, and stared at the hideous mess with an intense concentration, forcing herself to observe every little detail in the small amount of time she had to work with.

After about fifteen seconds, Shego had no choice but to slap her left hand down over the hole again; the blood flow was too heavy for her to hold off any longer. As newfound flavors of pain ripped through her at the renewed contact, she ground her teeth together hard and growled harshly, her exotic features twisting in torment. Panting, she finally recovered enough to beg; “Please tell me you managed to see everything in there Kimmie!”

Kim swallowed several times and then nodded, shakily replying; “Y-yeah… I… I got a pretty good look Shego. I… I think there’s a few pieces of… s-shredded intestine in there, and… it’s not just blood coming out either. I think… I think the same thing I saw around back was going on in places, but it was hard to tell, because the blood flow was so heavy it covered it up a lot.”

“But you’re pretty sure it was gumming up in places?”

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure, but I’m not certain Shego.” Kim stressed the last part forcefully.

“Good enough…” Shego paused, trying to think through the pain and chill cold creeping through her. “Ok Kimmie, gonna need your help to bind me up here, just hang on…”

Kim nodded while looking up at Shego with concern, watching as the paler-than-usual woman sliced through the front of her shirt using her power, cutting a line from the collar down to the bloody hole, then from the hole to the bottom hem. After that Shego reached under her coat and bunched up her left shirtsleeve before cutting through it with a twist of her power.

Looking at her right shoulder while most of her shirt fell hanging from it in two halves, Shego said; “Ok Kimmie, I need your help; grab my shirt so it won’t fall on the ground, and then reach in under my coat and pull up the sleeve so I can cut it, ok?”

“Ok Shego.” Kim answered, quickly rising to her feet and following Shego’s instructions. A moment later Shego sliced through the other shirtsleeve, being careful not to cut Kim’s fingers as she did. After that, Kim slid the remains of Shego’s shirt out from under her jacket and stood looking at the older woman, anxiety and, hidden under it, fear and anger in her questioning gaze.

“Ok, hold it out so I can cut it up.” Shego said, gesturing vaguely with her right hand.

Kim nodded and did so, and a short while later Shego had neatly reduced her shirt to several inch-wide strips of cloth along with a single three and six-inch wide one.

“Ok, now fold up the big ones into square pads.” Shego said while pushing herself up from the car and turning so her left side faced Kim. Once Kim was ready, Shego continued. “Put the small one to one side of the middle of a strip. Now, you’re gonna put that pad over the hole in my back and hold it there while I grab the back end of the strip, then you grab the close end with one hand and we both hold it tight to keep the pad in place. After that you put the big one over the hole in front, then wrap the strip around me and over it, and we’ll tie it off on the right, ok? Then we do the same with the rest of them so they cover everything up and we’re all set.”

Kim nodded, anxious but dealing—mostly because of the calm, experienced way Shego was talking about the procedure—and got down on one knee so she’d be more level with Shego’s injury. A minute later Shego was grimacing in pain as Kim tied off the last remaining strip, the whole process having gone flawlessly.

“Ok Kimmie, that should do it.” Shego said, letting her power dissipate as Kim stood up once more. “Now we just have to get me back to the hotel without anyone noticing how I look like an extra from a horror movie.”

“Shego, are you sure about this?” Kim asked worriedly.

Shego sighed and answered; “Yes Kimmie, ok? This isn’t that big a deal for me, all right? And if I’m wrong, we’ll have plenty of time for you to say ‘I told you so’ while you’re taking me to a doctor, because even if I am, it would still take days for something like this to kill me, ok?”

Shego sighed again, and in a softer tone added; “Look, I know you’re worried Pumpkin, and I appreciate it, I really do, but I’ve got a baseball-sized hole blown out of me, I’m lightheaded from pain and blood loss, our trip is ruined, and I just want to get back to our room so I can collapse, all right? Trust me, I’ve had worse than this before and come out just fine; I really will be ok, ok?”

Kim nodded reluctantly and answered; “All right Shego, you know how your body works better than I do. I really wish you’d see someone, but I can tell you’re not going to, so I guess I’ll have to deal. Come on; let’s get you back to the hotel then.”

Kim offered Shego her support, and the older woman gladly put her arm around the redhead and leaned on her, though less than Kim would have expected. As they headed towards the not-so-distant parking garage, Kim couldn’t help adding; “But I swear to god Shego, if you die on me I’ll kick your fucking ass!”

Shego burst into a fit of laughter before cutting off sharply as pain lanced up into her from the involuntary movement, vehemently complaining; “Eh-hOWWW! Don’t you dare do that again!”

“Sorry.” Kim apologized contritely, though she was smiling as she did.

Kim helped Shego to the parking garage without anyone spotting them, and they managed to get to their rented motorcycles undetected as well. As soon as Kim mounted her bike Shego got on behind her with only a little effort, and once the anxious redhead was sure that her injured companion was secure in back of her, she started up the bike and drove it down to the entrance. Fortunately, the garage was automated, so there was no attendant to see them leave, but both women noticed a commotion up the street, with several people milling around the area where the fight had taken place. They could also hear sirens off in the distance now, rapidly drawing closer from the sound of it.

After only a moment’s distraction over the commotion, Kim drove out onto the street smoothly, proceeding away from the area at a quick but very legal pace. A few moments later two compact police cars passed them going the other way, the strobe of their blue lights flashing sharply and sirens venting a high-pitched squeal as they went.

The rest of the trip back to the hotel was uneventful, and at Shego’s insistence Kim dropped her off behind the building before leaving the bike in an alley three blocks away. Then she rushed back to the hotel to find Shego waiting for her by an open security door. Kim gave her a funny look and Shego smirked, albeit wanly, holding up a couple of pieces of bent wire for the redhead to see before tossing them over her shoulder.

Kim just shook her head quietly and moved over to help Shego into the hotel, where they quickly found the service elevator and used it to get up to their floor. From there it was woefully easy for the pair to get to their suite without being seen, but even so, both women vented a deep sigh of relief once they were inside with the door locked securely behind them.

“Ok,” Shego said in a drained voice, “I need to get out of these clothes, clean off all this blood, change the bandages, and then go to sleep for a very, very long time.”

Kim was about to make another attempt at talking Shego into going to the hospital, but after looking at her she gave a resigned sigh and nodded instead.

“What do you need me to do?” Kim asked wearily.

“Go get a couple of bed sheets and bring them to the bathroom.” Shego answered as she started slowly, painfully heading for that very same place.

Kim nodded, and after a quick run to the bedroom and back she was standing in the bathroom with an armful of bed sheets, looking at Shego questioningly.

“Alright, one on the counter and one spread out on the floor.” Shego said. Once Kim followed the instructions Shego continued; “Ok, everything we’re wearing that’s covered in blood goes on the floor. We’ll have to get rid of it all later, when I’m back on my feet.”

“Ok.”

Kim quickly took off all her bloodstained clothes, only managing to save her shoes, socks, shirt, and underwear. As soon as she was done the diligent teenager helped Shego out of her clothes, with every single thing of hers going onto the sheet.

Shego sighed mournfully, wistfully commenting to no one in particular; “I liked that outfit.” A few seconds later she turned to Kim and continued; “Ok, fill the sink with some warm water and get a couple of washcloths and towels while I slice up this other sheet.”

Kim nodded and did what Shego asked while the other woman followed through on her own task. Once they were both done, Shego grinned at Kim wanly, saying; “Ok Kimmie, now we’re gonna clean me off and replace these bandages, and depending on what you see underneath, you just might get your wish and have to haul me off to the hospital, alright?”

“Ok Shego.” Kim answered with a small, forced smile, her eyes still filled with worry.

“Hey, don’t worry Princess. Everything’ll be fine; trust me.” Shego assured the teenager, and Kim gave a little nod before proceeding to gently wash the blood off her paler-than-usual companion. Once she was finished she carefully dried Shego off and looked up to find the older woman looking at her with a strange little smile on her face.

“What?” Kim asked.

“Nothing.” Shego’s smile broadened. “Ok, now for the hard part. I’m going to cut these bandages off me and you’re gonna replace them just like we did before, ok?”

“Ok.”

“I’ll hold the old pad on in front while you replace the one in back, then when you’re ready to change it, I’ll peel it off, but before you do, I want you to take a long five-count looking in that hole first to see what’s going on in there. Same for the back, alright?”

Kim nodded resolutely, picking up the bandages Shego had made and kneeling down next to her before responding; “Ok, I’m ready. Let’s do this.”

Shego gave a soft huff of amusement and summoned her power, holding the front pad of her bandages with her left hand and slicing through them with her right. Kim quickly went about replacing the bloody rags with a much neater, more thorough bandaging, remembering to take a long look into each wound first. What she saw amazed her; there was a… plug, of bloody looking pulp forming in the hole in Shego’s back, and although she bled heavily from the huge, ragged hole in her front, the dark red flow was nowhere near as bad as before. Kim could even see thick pulp forming in the various deeper areas of the wound as well.

Once Kim was done, she got another washcloth and began cleaning the fresh blood off Shego. As the teenager worked, Shego released her power while asking; “Well, what’s the verdict Kimmie?”

Continuing her cleaning, Kim responded; “There’s some kind of bloody gunk building up in your wounds Shego. It’s already filled up the one in your back, and it’s cutting down the bleeding a lot in front. Is that good?”

Shego sighed and smiled happily if wearily. “Yeah, that’s a good thing Pumpkin. I should be just fine after some rest.”

Kim paused in her cleaning for a moment, looking up at Shego and returning her smile with a relieved one of her own.

“I’m glad then.”

Once Kim cleaned Shego off, she turned her attentions to herself, washing away the fresh blood on her hands and wrists. After that, she found the pale woman sitting on the toilet with the seat lid down. As Kim turned to her, Shego sighed and wearily declared; “As much as I want sleep, I guess we should finish up here first. Start handing me that crap and I’ll get rid of it. Can’t have some maid stumbling onto a hobo-sack full of bloody clothes, now can we?”

“Are you sure you’re up to that?”

Shego nodded, summoning her power once more, and Kim began handing her pieces of bloody clothing while Shego turned them into a fine black ash. Next were the washcloths, and finally the sheet from the floor, until no evidence of Shego’s injury remained except the bandages around her waist. Once they were done Shego dismissed her power and then sighed dejectedly.

“What’s wrong?” Kim asked.

“There’s blood in my hair.” Shego stated flatly as she slowly rose to her feet, grabbing a nearby bottle of shampoo and heading for the sink as soon as she was upright.

Kim followed, joining her at the counter just as the weary woman began running the warm water.

“Here, let me do that for you.”

Too tired to argue, Shego just nodded and stood over the sink while Kim gently washed the lower half of her longer strip of hair and then dried it off with a towel. Once the redhead finished, she actually had to say Shego’s name a few times to get her attention.

“Hunh? Oh… yeah. Ok Kimmie, it’s definitely bedtime for Shego now; I’m falling asleep on my feet here.”

Kim nodded and helped Shego into the bedroom, where the injured, exhausted woman crawled into bed and then looked up at the redhead, struggling to think through the haze of fatigue dulling her thoughts.

“Alright, I hate to say it, but if I start to turn paler than I already am, or start sweating and shivering for no reason, or get really cold or really hot, you have my permission to drag my ass to a doctor, whether you can get me awake or not. Otherwise, just let me sleep, ok? I’ll be out for at least twelve hours, if not more, and when I wake up I’ll be so hungry I’ll make you look reserved compared to how much I pack away, so make sure you get room service up here before I’m up. I’ll need a lot of meat too, so go heavy on the pork chops and chicken and roast beef…”

Kim sat down on the bedside next to Shego and gently brushed the older woman’s hair back from her face, softly replying; “I’ll make sure there’s food waiting for you when you get up, and I’ll watch over you carefully in case something happens too. Don’t worry; I’ll take care of everything Shego. You just go to sleep now.”

Shego smiled sleepily and lay back, blinking as she murmured; “Don’t worry Princess, I’ll be fine, just… fine.” Shego yawned deeply. “And… thanks… Kimmie… thanks…”

With that, Shego drifted off into a sound sleep while Kim continued stroking her hair affectionately, a look of deep, caring concern on her youthful features as she sat vigil over her stricken companion…

Author’s Notes: Well, that’s it for the stuff I’d built up while I was fighting my block. Now we’re back to me writing it as it comes. Like I said, not nearly as much progress as I should have had… sigh. Anyway, it seems I’m writing along fine now, so that’s one good thing at least.

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