The Middleton Pact - Redux
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 any of the above offensive, please don't read further.
CHAPTER 18: Conclave.
Kim stared at the man who was her second biggest pain in the butt throughout High School. “Well... This is awkweird.”
Barkin crossed his arms across his chest. “I'll say it is Possible. I'd heard you went evil and married some big time thief. My cousin Barry didn't mention it was you I was coming to see though.”
Kim slapped her forehead. She suddenly realized she was going to have to deal with the history between her former teacher and her wife. “Oh boy! She's gonna freak.”
The two men looked at her with puzzled expressions.
Kim shook her head. She waved a hand towards the couch. “Have a seat Mr. Barkin. I need a few moments to speak with your cousin.”
She motioned for Barry to follow her into the corridor.
Barry was worried. He had no idea his boss knew his cousin. “Ma'am, I'm sorry I didn't...”
Kim placed a hand on his arm and smiled. “It's fine Barry. I've already decided to hire him. I just need you to take care of a couple things while I go over his duties and stuff.”
Barry grinned. His relief was very obvious. “What do you need me to do?”
Kim smiled. “First, get five of those teleporter tracers from Wade's lab. I'm going to have your cousin deliver them to our guests.”
Barry nodded. “No problem. You said a couple things?”
Kim gave him an odd looking smile. “I want you to find Shego and tell her I hired your cousin. And Barry? I want you to tell her his name is 'Stevie.' Not Steve. Not Mr. Barkin. Got it?”
Barry gave her a perplexed nod. “May I ask why?”
Kim shook her head. “Shego will explain it to you.”
Barry replied. “Yes Ma'am.”
Kim watched the horned man walk away. She knew she was sending him on a very hazardous task. Better him than her though. Especially if her wife decided to blast the messenger. She grinned as she re-entered the apartment.
Steve Barkin watched his one time student come back into the room. This was a very different girl than he remembered. Gone was the sometimes flighty, angst ridden, cheerleader he had known. He wasn't nearly as surprised by the physical changes he saw in her. It was nothing compared to his cousin. Having been mutated and genetically manipulated himself, he didn't see it as such a big deal anymore.
Kim sat in a chair facing him. “Would it be OK if I just call you Steve? Mr. Barkin seems a bit formal now that you aren't my teacher anymore.”
Steve nodded. “That's acceptable. Should I call you Mrs. Possible?”
Kim laughed and shook her head. “You can call me Kim. I'll tell you now, I've already decided to hire you. You'll be working for three Mrs. Possibles, so first names are much easier. There are some things I need to know though. Like, why you are doing this?”
Steve jerked a thumb towards the door. “Barry has been trying to get me to go into the henching business for years. I never really gave it much thought until recently. I'm unemployed at the moment, as they are still rebuilding Smarty-Mart. It got pretty messed up in the invasion. As for teaching, I was only doing that for the benefits.”
Kim cocked her head to the side. “Why henching though? You always seemed to me to be a stand up, live by the rules, type of person.”
Steve grinned. “I am. However, the rules change with different jobs. I'm no stranger to what most people would consider the darker side of things. I served in covert operations when I was in the military. I learned to be... How can I put this? Morally flexible. As a teacher, I followed the rules of that job. Working for you, you set the rules, and I'll follow them.”
Kim grinned at that. Moral flexibility, as he put it, was something she was growing very familiar and comfortable with. “You'll be learning the rules on the job for the most part. The main thing I require is loyalty. You will be learning secrets and be placed in sitches that require you to act in our behalf. We need to know we can trust you with those things.”
Steve drew himself up. His pride almost shining out of his face. “I give you my word. You can trust me to the fullest!”
Kim smiled. She knew she was making the right choice. “Good. Now you mentioned my marriage earlier. How much do you know about that?”
He thought for a moment. “I know you are married to another woman. Which, just so you know, I have no problem with. I know she is a thief...” He paused. “I guess that's all I know.”
Kim tried to figure out how to tell him she was married to the woman he once had a major crush on. She never got the chance. The apartment door slammed open. There in the doorway stood her wife, with a look of shock on her face.
Steve leaped up from his seat. “Miss Go!?”
Shego shook her head in disbelief. “Oh fuck! It's true!”
Kim took her life in her hands and stepped between them. “Steve. May I introduce my wife, Shego?”
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Anne stepped into the cafeteria. There she found Betty staring into an empty coffee mug. Betty didn't react when she sat down at the table across from her. Anne picked up a mug and got herself some coffee. Still holding the carafe, she asked. “Refill?”
Betty nodded and held her mug out. Anne filled it. “Betty, I want to thank you for what you did. Making Kim and I accept our little problem. Who knows how long we would have spent in denial if you hadn't.”
Betty shook her head. “Don't thank me. I only did it because Kim needs to be focused for the meeting with the Council. I was simply putting the greater good first. Under normal circumstances, I'd never have done so.” She sighed. “Circumstances have not been at all normal lately.”
Anne cradled the mug in her hand. “I see. I guess I owe you an apology then too. It's all my fault this happened. I got so caught up in the possibilities of super science, I didn't think of the consequences. I created something I maybe never should have.”
Betty took a sip. For a moment, a fleeting smile crossed her face. “I guess we're both traveling down the road good intentions paved.”
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John Viceroy, assistant director of Global Justice, listened as one of GJ's best researchers gave him a rundown of her findings. She managed to decipher the ancient map Team Stoppable found. He jotted down notes on a pad, as she described it's location and the temple that was supposedly there.
When she was done with the report, she asked. “Do you want me to send the information on to Team Stoppable?”
He thought for a moment. Dr. Director had been quite clear on this very matter. All information, however trivial it might be, was to be passed through her first. “I'll take care of that. Thank you for doing such a quick job on this.”
Understanding she was dismissed, she picked up her briefcase and left the office.
Watching her leave, he decided Candida Du was a very good candidate for promotion.
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The empty lab space had been converted into a meeting hall. Three of the bare concrete walls were covered with loosely hanging fabric. In the colors of red, blue, and green. The fourth wall was painted black and had a large view screen mounted above head height. Beneath the screen was a podium with a built in control panel. In the center of the room was a large, round, metal table. Five chairs were spaced around it.
Kim was at the podium, manipulating the controls, and watching the screen. Images and videos put together for their presentation to the Council flashed by. Near the blue draped wall, Anne and Barry were setting up a folding table.
Kim said. “So there I am. Wondering what to do. When they both start laughing! Then Steve told me he had no ongoing interest in Shego, something to do with guard dogs and lasers.”
Barry laughed. “I forgot all about that. He told me he kept going back to Dr. Drakken's lair to see her, until Shego finally gave up on the security measures and just told him it was over.”
Anne inquired. “So she has no problem with him working for us?”
Kim nodded. “None. I think she kinda likes him. Not in that way... He's just the kind of person that grows on you.”
Shego entered the room carrying a tray of snacks. “Yeah. Like mold.”
Kim laughed as she shut down the screen. “How long until they start arriving?”
Anne glanced at her watch. “The one coming in from Florida should be here first. In about ten minutes.”
Shego smirked. “I told Barkin to pick up Lucre last. Believe me, you don't want to have him around longer than you have to. He must be the most annoying person on the planet.” She gave a small smirk. “Next to Hego, that is.”
Their laughter stopped as Betty walked into the room. She was carrying a couple pitchers of ice water. They simply stared as she placed them on the conference table. Kim opened her mouth to speak, but Betty shook her head. “Don't ask.”
Without another word, she left the room.
They were a subdued group as they finished the preparations for the meeting.
Kim's Kimmunicator beeped. She opened the link to see Steve's face.
He said. “I've got the first guest here in the teleporter room. However, she insists on speaking to you and Anne privately before the meeting.”
Baffled as to why a hero would want a private chat, Kim replied. “K, bring her to the conference room.”
Kim looked at Shego and Barry. “Sweetie, maybe you and Barry could meet the rest of our guests in the teleporter room while we find out what this is all about?”
A frown crossed Shego's face. “I don't like it. What if she tries something?”
Kim grinned. “You saw how old that picture of her was. She must be well into her 70's. I'm sure mom and I can handle her.”
After her wife and Barry left, Kim turned to Anne. “I wonder why she wants to talk to just the two of us?”
A voice came from the doorway. “Because it's family business.”
Both women turned at the familiar voice and gasped. “Nana!?”
Nana Possible, Aka Miss Freedom, entered the room. She was wearing a variation of her old costume. Instead of bell bottom jeans and a red tube top, she wore a red and white striped dress. She was wearing her old cape of white stars on a blue background and a white eye mask. Her white hair was loose around her shoulders, in a seemingly tired imitation of the lustrous dark wave it had once been.
She walked over and took a seat at the table.
Kim and Anne just stared dumbfounded.
Miss Freedom sighed as she looked at them. “I have never in my life been so disappointed, as I am right now, with the two of you...”
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Dash DaMont stepped off the plane into the sweltering heat and pea soup thick humidity of the Congo basin. This was his first time in the land of his ancestors. Along side the plane, right out on the tarmac, was a small military band. They were playing a truly bad rendition of the Team Impossible theme song. Next to them, three dignitaries in worn and faded three piece suits were waiting to welcome him to the tiny country of Neberherdaya. Behind the men were what was apparently the entire population of the country. All of them cheering and waving.
Dash smiled and waved back. He had no taste for world saving anymore. Being the hero for a small, poor, African country was exactly what he needed. He was their first too. Never in their entire history had any hero given their pleas for a protector a second thought. The entire country had only one small city, a few scattered villages, and a nature preserve that took up ninety percent of it. The tourism from the preserve was it's one and only source of income. He could easily see himself spending the rest of his life here. Running off poachers, and helping the people in any way he could.
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Monique glanced up from the new fall catalog, as a well dressed man entered the store. She didn't get many 30-something men in Club Banana. There was something familiar about this man though. She watched him as he looked around at the shelves and racks of clothes. He seemed to be making small nods of approval at what he saw. A light went on in her head. She couldn't remember his name, but she knew exactly what he was.
Stepping out from behind the counter, she addressed him. “Well, well. What brings the Fashion Police to Club Banana today?”
The man turned to her. “Officer Tweed, Ma'am. And the answer to your question is, you do.”
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Kim shut off the screen. She and Betty stood behind the podium and looked toward the assembled heroes and villains.
Betty spoke. “That is all the information we have so far assembled on the crisis we now face, and how we propose to deal with it.”
Hego slammed his fist on the solid metal table. Cracks to formed in it's smooth surface. “We need to gather all the forces of justice everywhere and attack this diabolical foe immediately!”
Kim heaved a sigh. “As we said in the beginning, we can't do that. That's the whole reason we called this secret meeting. If they find out we know their plan, they will simply disappear. It's what they do. They have to be kept in the dark. Any hint that we are working to stop them would be disastrous. The only way to take down people like this, is with their own tactics.”
Prof. Dementor grumbled. “I still say that we should be just building a disintegrater ray and BE BLASTING THEM ALL TO TINY ATOMS!!”
Frugal Lucre's head bobbed. “Great idea! I know where we can get the parts for it. Wholesale...”
Betty cleared her throat loudly. “The reason we can't do that is, there's no way of being sure that we get all of them. Not to mention, that killing them in such a manner, goes against the decrees of the Pact.”
Officer Twill raised his finger in the air. “Incarceration is the penalty for their crimes. However, I fail to see how it could reasonably be implemented. With skills and abilities such as we have been shown, I see no way of keeping them from escaping.”
Miss Freedom spoke for the first time since the meeting began. Her voice dripping with scorn. “Mrs. Possible has outlined the plan to stop these foes. The question of incarceration can be dealt with after they have been prevented from carrying out their plan. I make the motion that we discuss this in closed session and vote.”
Frugal Lucre grinned. “Oh, yeah! I second the motion!”
Hego turned to the man, and whispered. “Suck up!”
Ignoring the aside, Miss Freedom nodded. “Motion is carried.” She didn't even look towards Kim and Betty, as she continued. “Will the non Council persons leave so that we may carry out our duties?”
Betty glanced over at Kim. She could see the strain the girl was under. She gently took her by the arm and led her out of the room. As soon as they were in the corridor and the door to the meeting room closed, Kim collapsed against the wall. Barry and Steve rushed over to her. Betty waved them back.
Kim's eyes were practically glazed. “Where's mom?”
Steve responded. “I believe she is in your apartment, with Shego.”
Kim pushed herself away from the wall and ran for the elevator.
Barry made a move to follow, but Betty grabbed his arm. She shook her head. “Let her go. She needs to be with her wife and mother right now. I'll be in the command center updating Wade. Stay here and let me know when the Council makes it's decision.”
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Betty knocked on the door of the Possible's apartment. After a few moments, Shego opened it. Betty glanced inside, to see Kim and Anne on the couch, holding each other. “How are they doing?”
Shego stepped out in the hallway. “They are pretty torn up. It's not easy being rejected by family like that. I know what it's like.”
Betty nodded. “Me too. Maybe some good news will cheer them up?”
Shego cocked an eyebrow. “Good news?”
Betty nodded. “Yes. Come on.”
She pushed open the door. The two women entered and approached the couch.
Kim looked up and wiped tears from her eyes. “Did they decide?”
Betty nodded and smiled. “The Council has decided to let you have full authority in bringing this situation to a resolution. They agreed that I would act as liaison between you and GJ.” Betty's smile got even bigger. “We did it!”
Anne asked. “Are they still here?”
Betty shook her head. “No. They've already left. Barry and Steve escorted them out.”
Shego sat down next to Kim. “I still say I should go blast that old biddy a new one.”
Kim gave her wife a small laugh. “You say the sweetest things.”
That got them all in a bit better mood. Betty decided now was the time for the even better news. She sat down in a chair. “I also spoke with Wade. He had a message from my second in command. We know the location of the last idol.”
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