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 1: Unexpected Change.
(26 hours earlier, August 17, 8:00 am)
Buzz...Buzz...Buzz...Slap!
Kim Possible awoke, hit the off button on her alarm clock, and sat up in her bed. She let out a resounding yawn as she stretched her arms above her sleep tousled red hair. Her eyes grew wide and a smile expanded across her face as she realized what day it was.
She jumped out of bed and tugged the purple sleep shirt she was wearing over her head. Naked as the day she was born, she walked across the room. She opened her closet and surveyed herself in the full length mirror hanging on the inside of the closet door.
Her skin was firm, taunt, and just tan enough not to be pale. Breasts, small and perky. They were capped by small, and very sensitive, nipples that were rarely not erect. Waist, trim. Thighs, slender and athletic. Cunnie, bare, with only the slightest hint of her pink inner labia visible. She felt suddenly silly at expecting to see any difference.
She grabbed a robe, threw it on, and headed out toward the bathroom. As she left her bedroom, she began to sing. “Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy 18th birthday to me, happy birthday to me...”
A short while later she sat at the kitchen table, sipping a cup of coffee, and reading the note her parents left for her. According to the note, her mom had to go in to the hospital and her dad was taking the Tweebs to the Middleton Space Center. Giving them a tour of his latest rocket ship, the Kepler III, no doubt. She smiled. It was the same every year. Her family would pretend to forget her birthday. Then later in the evening they'd throw her a, so not the surprising, surprise party.
Most of her life it had been Ron's job to keep her occupied while they set the party up. That wouldn't be the case this year. Ron was in Japan. He was studying at the Yamanuchi Ninja School, learning to control his Mystical Monkey Power. He was also no longer her boyfriend. Just before he left for Japan he had broken up with her, telling her it wasn't fair to her that he would be going so far away, and for such a long time.
Less than a week after the end of the Lowardian invasion, he was boarding a plane. Both said their tearful goodbyes. She should have been devastated, but in truth she was relieved not to be the one doing the breaking up. Because if he hadn't, she would have had to. It's funny how it took something like an alien invasion to open a person's eyes. She loved another. She didn't care that it was a villain. Nor did she care it was a woman. She loved Shego.
She had let her 'Kimness' blind her to the truth. For a long time, it had been almost too easy to deny. Then, on the day after the invasion, it happened. She'd watched, along with the rest of the world, as Drakken and Shego were given medals for helping to save the world. She'd seen Drakken hug Shego with his vine-like appendage. She'd been jealous.
At that moment, realization came like a flood. It had been building for years. Like a hidden current running through her life. With that understanding, she did the only thing she could. She confronted the sitch head on. She told Shego how she felt. Shego's reply to her confession made her the happiest girl in the world.
“It's about damn time you figured it out Princess.”
Then they had exchanged their first kiss. With that kiss, they made an agreement. Both of them would give up their old lives for each other. Shego would quit working for Drakken. Kim would stop saving the world. They would start fresh. Living free, out of the limelight, together.
A date was set. Literally and figuratively. The day after Kim turned eighteen, she would announce to the world she was leaving the the hero business behind her. She would tell the world she was going to college, which she was, and wanted to have a life of her own.
It was a decision that came easy for her. For the last six years, she'd been saving the world. She had put aside her own life to help others, never asking anything in return. Starting tomorrow, she would begin to live for herself, with the woman she loved.
Until then, it was their little secret. Only two other people in the world knew. Kim's friend, Wade Load, and her mother. She'd never been very good about hiding the truth and both of them managed to pry it out of her. Kim knew then the depth of her own denial, when neither of them were shocked at her admission.
Eventually the rest of the world would find out. She didn't care. Not as long as she had Shego beside her. Her father would understand, hopefully. He'd never cared much for her dating at all. Except for Ron. Maybe he understood, better than she had, Ron wasn't the one for her.
It would be harder to tell Ron. She didn't know how it would affect their friendship. Maybe it would help that he was the one to break up with her. He too, was moving on with his life. The last time they'd talked on the phone, he'd told her he was dating the ninja girl, Yori. She hadn't felt even a twinge of jealousy when he told her. It had been easy for her to be happy for him.
She poured herself a second cup of coffee, and thought about the only glitch in her plans for a new life. Shego was in prison. Team Impossible were to thank for that. Even though they knew Shego had just been honored for saving the world, they couldn't resist finding some reason to bust her. It was an attitude Kim couldn't understand. Bringing down a villain for trying to take over the world was one thing, but sending them to prison for speeding? That was the kind of arrogance that made it easy for Kim to decide to give up on being a hero.
Shego hadn't resisted. The sentence was only a week behind bars. Still it was galling. Their plans would be set back because of it. The next time she ran across Team Impossible, she figured she'd give them a piece of her mind.
Kim shook her head. She pushed the unkind thought out of her mind. It would all work out.
She heard a familiar beeping sound.
Kim pushed a button on her wrist Kimmunicator. “What's the sitch Wade?”
On the small screen, Wade Load appeared. “Hey Kim. Something has come up. It looks like Dementor is up to something in Bavaria with a Devistatulator Ray. I know you weren't planing on going on any more missions, but...”
“Let me guess. He could cause untold amounts of destruction, and nobody else is available?”
“Yeah. That's pretty much it.”
Kim rolled her eyes. It was so typical. Well, one last mission wouldn't hurt. Besides, she couldn't let Dementor get away with destroying the world using such a silly named device. “Got a ride for me Wade?”
The chubby boy nodded. “Yeah it should be there in about five minutes. Oh yeah, I almost forgot! Happy birthday Kim!”
A few minutes later, she was dressed in her white and blue battle suit. She grabbed her mission backpack, and rushed to the front door. She flung it open and stopped dead in her tracks. Shocked. There was a fist plunging through the air. Coming right at her face. Doing a back flip, to avoid the assault, she came up in a fighting pose. She blushed with embarrassment, as she saw it was just a Universal Delivery Service guy, who had been about to knock on the door.
The startled man asked. “Ms. Kimberly Ann Possible?”
She nodded, as he pulled out an electronic pad.
“I have a package for you. If you could sign here please?”
Kim signed the pad and took the proffered overnight envelope. As the man turned to leave, she shut the door and stuffed the envelope in her pack. A loud noise caught her attention. She raced to meet the incoming VTOL Jet that was landing in the street. She climbed aboard and started thinking about the mission. Almost immediately, she forgot about the envelope.
The UDS man climbed into his truck. He was still shaken by the encounter. So much so, he completely forgot the special instructions he'd been told to relay along with the package.
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Kim Possible stood in the middle of Dementor's Lair, breathing fast, with a glint in her eye. She surveyed the large circular room. At least ten henchmen lay unconscious on the floor. The whatchamacallit ray was a smoking ruin, and Dementor was tied up next to it. She was pleased with herself, as she waited for Global Justice agents to arrive and take the crazy German into custody.
Hearing the door behind her open, she turned to see Dr. Betty Director march in. There was a squad of GJ agents behind her. Kim started to smile at the one eyed woman, but it turned to a frown, as she saw Dr. Director was spitting mad about something.
The woman stepped right up to her and demanded. “Kim Possible. What the hell are you doing here!?”
Taken aback, Kim stammered. “What I always do. Saving the day from the crazy villain.”
Betty Director looked Kim in the eye. “Why didn't you follow the instructions in my letter?”
Puzzled, Kim thought for a second. “Oh! The package I got this morning? I forgot about that. Was it something important?”
Betty lowered her head for a moment. When she raised it again, Kim could see sadness on the older woman's face.
As she turned away from the teen hero, the woman said. “Agents! Take Ms. Possible into custody. Right now!”
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Kim Possible sat in a small white interrogation room at GJ headquarters. She was shackled to a metal chair, both hand and foot. The chair itself was bolted to the floor. In front of her was a table, also bolted down. There was another chair opposite. The room had only one door and no windows. Not even one of those big two-way mirrors like they had on TV. Just a video camera up near the ceiling.
Hours of frustrated waiting were beginning to take their toll. All her questions, pleas, and demands had gone unanswered. The shock of being arrested was beginning to fade. Anger replaced it. Anger that kept building, until she screamed out to the empty room. “Why am I being treated like a criminal!?”
The door opened. Dr. Director entered. She was carrying a slim briefcase. “To answer your question Ms. Possible, you are being treated like a criminal because, technically, that is what you are.”
She sat the case on the table and took the other chair. Kim stared at the one eyed woman. She wasn't a criminal. She was a hero. This just wasn't right.
Dr. Director opened the case and pulled out the envelope Kim had last seen when she put it in her backpack.
Opening the envelope, she took out a regular size letter and a slim book. She slid the book across the table so that Kim could read the title.
“The Middleton Pact.” Kim tried to raise her hands up, but only managed to rattle the chains securing them. “What's this? And why are you calling me a criminal? You know me. You know I'm a hero!”
Betty Director shook her head. “No Kim you were a hero. You stopped being one the moment you turned eighteen.”
Kim tried to control her fury. She knew she had a bad temper. The last time she had been truly angry at someone, she had almost killed them. She took a deep breath. “Talk to me. Tell me what is going on. Please?”
Betty picked up the letter, and sighed. “If only you had read this. Or hell, if I had delivered the book to you in person. Or you had been just one month older than you are... None of this would be happening right now.”
Puzzled by those remarks, Kim asked. “What's in the letter?”
Betty opened it and showed her. It was just a simple note telling her not to go on any missions until she had spoken to Dr. Director. Betty picked up the book and looked at it for a few seconds. She put it back down. “Kim. In order to explain whats going on, I'm going to have to give you a bit of a history lesson.”
Kim just sighed and nodded.
Betty reached into a pocket of her blue GJ jumpsuit and pulled out a small remote. Kim watched as she pointed it at the camera. She saw the red light on it go out.
Betty put the remote away. “Not long after WWII, a group of the worlds most prominent heroes and villains met under a flag of truce in a small Colorado town called Middleton. Both sides had been appalled by the things that happened in the war. They came together to try to find a way to keep another monster like Hitler from ever coming into power. For months, they debated. Trying to find compromises that both sides could live with. Eventually they reached an accord. In 1948 they took this accord to the newly formed United Nations, which voted on it, and ratified it as the Middleton Pact.
From that point on all the worlds superheroes and supervillains were required to act in accordance with the rules laid down in the Pact. One of the first rules was that neither side could use conventional weaponry against the other. At the time, that meant no guns or aerial bombs. Including atomic bombs. This didn't preclude the use of unconventional weapons. But at the time, there were no such things as lasers, battle robots, or spinning tops of doom.
The Pact called for a council to be appointed, consisting of five people. They would serve four year terms, and would decide on any points of contention. Two of the council members would be heroes. Selected randomly. The same for two villains. There would be a fifth person, who would act as a tie breaker. This person would also be selected randomly, but they would be chosen from a pool of both groups. So they could be either a hero or a villain.
The council would also be in charge of punishments. If a villain were caught by a hero, the council would decide what their punishment would be. In 1965, by unanimous vote, the council removed the death penalty. This made the harshest sentence life imprisonment. Also, if a hero or villain broke any of the rules of the Pact, the Council would decide their fate. Normally this would be the Council declaring the offender to be a vigilante. A vigilante would be subject to the laws of regular law enforcement and the Council's justice. Pretty much making them hunted by everyone in the world.”
Kim interrupted. “You're kidding right? This sounds like the plot of some b-grade conspiracy movie! You really expect me to believe there's some secret council, working behind the scenes, pulling strings?” She shook her head in disbelief. “Why haven't I ever heard about such a..?”
Dr. Director sighed. She hadn't expected this to be easy. “I am quite serious about this. Haven't you ever wondered why you were never called on to go to a villain's trial? Never had to give testimony about their crimes? Didn't you ever find it odd that the police never try to arrest a supervillain? Now, if I may continue?”
Kim had never really thought about the things Betty Director said. She'd always assumed they went to trial. She'd also assumed the police went after villains too. Now that she thought about it, she couldn't actually remember either actually happening. Heroes took down villains, that's just how it was. Utterly confused, she nodded for the woman to continue.
Betty could see a light beginning to dawn for the teenager. “The Pact defines what it is to be a hero or villain. It gives guidelines that separate them from common criminals or regular law enforcement. A villain is not allowed to associate with common criminals, terrorists, or groups like the mafia. In the same manner, heroes can't have anything to do with government law enforcement agencies, any nation's military, or secret services. As long as they abide by these guidelines, both sides are essentially above the law.”
Kim broke in again. “That's insane! Nobody should be above the...”
Betty slammed the book closed. “Hold on! Just calm down and think for a moment. How many times have you broken into a villain's lair? Beat up their minions? Destroyed their super-technological devices? If you were beholden to the law, you'd have been charged as a criminal for doing those things. It's the Pact that allowed you to do what you needed to do to met out justice.”
Kim choked at the thought. So many times, she'd done exactly those things. In a surreal way it made sense. Now that she considered it, she began to see other things she hadn't really noticed before. It still didn't explain why she was here. Why Dr. Director had arrested her. Unless something had changed. Betty mentioned something about her age. But why would that matter? There was only one way to find the answer. She had to hear her out. “Go on.”
Betty opened the book again. “There are a few more points I need to go over. Then I'll explain the situation. It may be occurring to you to wonder why none of the villains you've gone up against has tried harder to kill you. Why they always come up with some elaborate scheme, but never stick around to see if it works? It's the Pact again. A villain is constrained not to take direct lethal action against a hero. In return for that condition, a hero may never intentionally kill a villain.”
Kim couldn't help interjecting. “You mean all those death traps were not really deadly?”
“No Kim. They were. There is nothing in the Pact that says a villain can't kill a hero. They just can't do it directly. They have to give the hero a chance to escape. As long as the hero can figure out how to do it.”
“But you said a hero can't kill a villain. Seems pretty one sided to me!”
“I won't lie to you Kim. Much of the Pact leans heavily toward the side of villainy. The heroes had to make a lot of concessions, just to get the villains to agree to it in the first place. The only thing that keeps it close to fair is the Council. Heroes have always outnumbered villains. That means, most of the time, the majority of the Council seats are held by heroes. It's not a perfect system, but without it the world might be exposed to another monster like Hitler. The horror of the Holocaust was so great, the founders of the Pact were willing to do anything they could to see that it never happened again. Genocide is completely forbidden by the rules of the Pact.”
She flipped a few pages. “Not everything in the Pact leans in the villain's favor. In order to offset the freedom of action a villain has, heroes get sponsorship. When a person or group decides to become heroes, they take on a sponsor. All heroes must have one. It can be a city, state, or country. Some elect to act worldwide. They come under the sponsorship of Global Justice. The sponsor provides them with a base of operations and their operating costs.”
She closed the book again. “That's just an overview of the Pact. There is just one more point before I explain why all this is happening to you. The existence of the Pact is not common knowledge. Heroes and villains know about it, of course. So do heads of state, law enforcement officials, and the United Nations. The Pact specifically forbids telling anyone else. Especially children. It was a different time back then. No allowance was made in the Pact for someone underage to act as a hero or villain. It was something they simply didn't consider. That Kim, is one of the major reasons you are in trouble.”
She folded her hands together over the book. “You first went up against a supervillain four years ago. It was when you tried to recover the plans for the Nanotick from Dr. Drakken. That's when you first came to the attention of the Council. I had just been appointed to a seat on the Council. I saw the potential in you. I argued that you be allowed to act as a hero, even though you were underage and unsponsored.
The Council agreed, but the villains added a stipulation that you not be told about the Pact. At the time that didn't seem like a problem to me, but all this is because of that agreement. As soon as you turned eighteen, you needed to have a sponsorship in order to continue to act as a hero. That's why I sent you the letter. So that you would not take on any missions until you were properly sponsored.”
Kim stared, wide eyed, at Dr. Director. She was still having trouble taking it all in. But if what she was being told was true, she was in deep trouble. She thought furiously. There had to be some way out of this. “So it all comes down to me not having a sponsor? What if you told this Council, Global Justice was my sponsor?”
Betty shook her head. “No Kim. Prof. Dementor is one of the villains on the council. He already knew you were not working for GJ. I spent an hour before I came in here arguing with the five Council members. Trying to get them to let this go. There was no convincing them. They had already decided to declare you a vigilante and sentence you.”
Kim felt a lump form in her throat. “I thought you said you were on the Council?”
Betty nodded. “I was, until my term expired a few weeks ago. There's a whole new Council now. If I were still on the Council, I think this would have been let go. There were three heroes on the Council during my term. Now there are three villains.”
Kim lowered her head. She could see where this was going. “So all three voted against me?”
Betty sighed, “Actually one of the villains voted in your favor. It was one of the heroes that voted against you.”
Kim looked up. “Who?”
“Dash DaMont, from Team Impossible, voted against you. The villain, Hank Perkins, voted in your favor. Of course Dementor also voted against you. Hego of Team Go voted in your favor.”
Kim knew why DaMont had voted against her. She had slapped him down hard one time. He was the type to hold a grudge. That still only made four, by her count. “Who was the deciding vote?”
Betty reached in her case and pulled out a file. “She is one of the newest villains. I've never encountered her before. Her name is Señora Bonita Senior.”
Kim Possible felt her blood begin to boil. This was just too much. Years and years of putting up with that woman's 'High School Evil' and now this! She clenched her fists. Felt her teeth grind together. She barely managed to spit out the name. “Bonnie!”
While Kim Possible seethed, Betty decided it was time to give the redhead a few minutes to cool down. She left the room and brought back a couple cups of water. By this time Kim had stopped fuming quite as much. Betty unshackled one of her hands and handed her one of the cups.
Kim took a couple deep breathes and drained the cup. “Bonnie Rockwaller. I went to High School with her. Now she's married to Señor Senior Junior. I knew she was evil, but I never expected something like this from her.”
Kim looked into Betty's eye. If Bonnie was out to get her, things were grim. “You might as well give me the rest of the bad news. What are the charges and the sentence?”
Betty reached into her case once again. She extracted the sheet containing the Council's official decision. “One count of breaking and entering. One count of destruction of private property. Eleven counts of assault with intent to do bodily harm. The sentence is twenty years in prison. No chance of parole. No time off for good behavior.”
Betty watched Kim's head drop down to the tabletop. She could hear her sobbing. Reaching out, she placed a hand on the girl's shoulder. “I'm truly sorry Kim.” She gave a slight squeeze. “I'll give you some time alone to think, about an hour. Then I'll have to turn you over to the police.”
She got up. Returned the files to her case, and walked out of the room.
Even through her despair, Kim had gotten Dr. Director's message.
Kim lifted her head and brushed the tears from her face. She looked around the room. The video camera was still off. Betty had not reactivated it. She was still wearing her battle suit. She even had her backpack and all her equipment. Then there was the book. It was still laying there in front of her on the table. Betty was giving her the opportunity to run. She could easily break the shackles and escape. But would that really help her in the long run?
Betty told her to think. She did. Running was not an option. She had to get out from under the Council's edict. But how? She reached out and picked up the book. Maybe there was something she'd missed when Betty explained the Pact to her. She started flipping through the book. There was a lot more in it than Betty had mentioned. She'd obviously just been highlighting the relevant points.
Kim stopped when she reached a section that Betty had not mentioned at all. It dealt with partners, side-kicks, and minions. As she read through it, an idea began forming in her head. She wondered if she could do it? Then she smiled. It was a crazy idea. But then, so was this whole sitch. Kim activated a button on her wrist Kimmunicator. Before Wade could say anything, she held a finger up to her lips for silence. She began quietly whispering to her friend.
An hour later, Betty Director opened the door of the interrogation room. She saw Kim sitting quietly, with a smile on her face.
Kim picked up the book and slid it into her backpack. “K, Dr. Director. I'm ready to go to prison now.”
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