The Middleton Pact - Redux
Written by fulwiz
Beta by Wirenfeldt Jr
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PROLOGUE: So the Beginning.
(Middleton Maximum Security Prison, Women's Facility)
Shego lay on the hard bunk, pretending to read a tattered magazine from the prison library. In actuality, she was surveying the cell for weaknesses. She was kind of impressed at the upgrades they had put in since her last visit. There was a total coverage, plasma resistant, force field lining the inner walls of the entire cell. The last time she'd been here, it had only taken her a few minutes to notice they had not covered the floor. This time they had. It wouldn't be hard to figure a way out before this evening. She had a very special date planned for tonight.
She heard the buzzer go off for the main cell block door. Slightly unusual, since it wasn't quite time for the usual exercise period. Not that she was allowed out in the yard. She was considered too dangerous to be allowed to mix with the general population. Listening carefully, she heard the sounds of footsteps approaching her cell. From the sound of the shoes, she made it out to be two guards in hard soles, and one other wearing soft soles. Prison issue. That explained it, a prisoner transfer. She figured it had to be somebody pretty tough. Most prisoners only got one guard escorts. She was almost proud of the fact she always got at least two.
As the footsteps drew nearer, she raised the magazine up in front of her face. It wouldn't do for the guards to notice her checking out the cell. She heard them stop just outside the entrance of her cell. The door buzzer sounded again. The hum of the force field went away.
When the door swung open, one of the guards spoke. “Got you a new roomie freak. This one's supposed to be as bad ass as you.”
From behind the magazine, Shego snorted. “Yeah, hardly.”
The hum of the force field returned as the cell door slammed shut.
Shego didn't even bother lowering the magazine to look at her new cellmate. “Bottom bunk's mine. Keep any kinky thought's you may have to yourself, cause...”
She broke off as she heard a short snicker. Lowering the magazine, she saw the orange jump-suited person standing just inside the cell, with a smirk her face. Shego couldn't believe her eyes. With a gasp, she exclaimed. “What the fuck!? Princess!?”
Kim Possible put her hands on her hips and cocked her head to the side. “Hi Shego. Fancy meeting you here.”
Tossing the magazine aside, Shego sat up on the bunk. “Alright Possible... What's the deal? This some kind of joke?”
Kim glanced around the small cell. Taking note of the enhanced safeguards against breakouts. “No joke. It's exactly what it seems.” She went over to the bunk and sat down next to Shego. “Apparently, the 'powers-that-be' have gotten it into their heads that I'm a criminal now.”
Shego looked over the redhead carefully. A very scary thought occurred to her. “What happened? Someone fix the attitudinator and hit you with it?”
Kim let out a short laugh. “Nothing so simple as that, but this isn't the time or place to go into it.”
Shego was beginning to feel flustered by this unexpected turn of events. It was not a feeling she was familiar, or comfortable with. “Tell me...”
Holding up a finger, Kim shook her head. “Do you hear that?”
Turning her head, Shego listened. There was a sound. Very faint. “That sounds like...”
Kim muttered. “Earlier than I expected.” She pushed the older woman down on the bunk. “Listen Shego, we're getting out of here.”
Shego could only stare uncomprehendingly as Kim lay down beside her. She pulled the outside edge of the mattress up to cover them both. There was a loud thudding boom as the north wall explosively became a new door. Dust and debris flew everywhere. Kim dropped the mattress.
Through the haze, Shego saw sunlight and something else. Something very familiar to her. A rope ladder hanging just outside the shattered wall.
Kim jumped off the bed and ran to the wall with a grin on her face. She turned back to Shego. “Well? Are you coming?”
Shego opened her mouth, but said nothing. She knew her words would be drowned out by the sirens that were beginning to wail. Instead, she got up and approached the hole in the wall.
Kim leaped out and grabbed the rope ladder. Shego shrugged and followed. As she expected, the ladder hung from a helicopter. So far today, it was the only thing she could consider normal.
Kim looked down to make sure Shego was following. “You OK?”
Shego smirked. “Yeah Pumpkin. I'm fine. But I got to say, this is not exactly what I envisioned for our first date.”
Kim sighed into the wind kicked up by the helicopters rotors. “Me either Shego. Me either.”
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