Demon Princess
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 this offensive, please don\'t read further.
Important Note: This story is the third part of a series. “The Middleton Pact – Redux” and “Dark Mistress – Redux” are the first two parts. If you don\'t read those first, you will be very confused.
“Nature abhors a hero. For one thing, he violates the law of conservation of energy. For another, how can it be the survival of the fittest when the fittest keeps putting himself in situations where he is most likely to be creamed?\"
-Solomon Short
CHAPTER 06: Saviors, Sinners and Siblings.
The no nonsense military tones of the pilot\'s voice came over the intercom. “We are on final approach. Fasten your seatbelts. Stay seated until landing is complete.”
Rufus scrambled off Ron\'s shoulder. He positioned himself in the seat next to him, grabbed the buckle of the seat belt and clicked it into place. It covered most of his small body. He gave his best friend a thumbs up gesture.
Ron spent a moment fumbling with his own belt, gave up, and quickly tied the ends around his waist. “Almost home little buddy.”
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In another part of the sky, another plane dipped it\'s nose as it also came into position to land. The sleek black and silver Global Security jet wasn\'t heading for a major airport. No band awaited to play a fanfare upon it\'s arrival. There would be no cheering crowds or handshaking of dignitaries.
Betty Director felt the wheels bump as the jet touched down on a small private landing strip next to a row of seemingly identical metal and concrete buildings. She taxied the jet around until it was parked next to the building that bore a simple sign next to its door which read NUMBER 3. Betty shook hear head as she climbed out of the cockpit. Not so very long ago, she would have given her eye teeth to know the location of this little side business operated by Jack Hench. Stepping up to the building, she pressed the doorbell of the time-share lair.
The door opened to reveal a man who\'s face was as familiar to her as her own. The non-identical twin siblings greeted each other in cool tones.
“Sheldon.”
“Betty.”
Gemini glanced into the night behind her. “You came alone. I\'m surprised little sister.”
Betty bit back a scathing reply to his comment. “Mom said you only wanted to talk. I didn\'t see the need to subject any of my friends to your gloating.”
He gave her a smile as he stepped back and motioned with his cybernetic arm for her to enter. “You must admit I have good reason to, as you say, gloat.”
The two of them entered the main area of the lair. It was obvious to Betty, her brother hadn\'t been there long. Boxes and crates were stacked near the walls. Either his own possessions, or things left by a previous occupant. There were few furnishings. Just a folding table, two chairs and a simple cot. She took one of the chairs.
“I\'ll admit you did a good job of cutting off the head of Al Killya and breaking it\'s backbone. Using their own weapons to take most of them out all at once was inspired.”
A frown crossed the man\'s face as he took the other chair. He stared out of his good eye at her for a moment. Praise was the very last thing he expected. “So you will also admit I out did you?”
Betty shrugged. “I think we are about even actually.”
“How can you say that? I, at least, did the job on my own. Without help.”
“You used Stoppable.”
“Yes, used. I didn\'t submit myself to someone else though. You followed Kim Possible\'s lead with the ninjas.”
Betty leaned forward across the table that separated them. “I\'ll concede that point.”
Sheldon\'s eye widened. He too, leaned forward, trying to see in his sister\'s face any sign she was insincere. He didn\'t, and that puzzled him. “You\'re saying I\'m better than you?”
She leaned closer, until their noses were almost touching. “Yes I am. In this one instance, you are the clear winner.”
As shocked as he was to hear her speak those words, words he\'d longed to hear for so long, he also heard the implied challenge. “I see. You believe there is something else you are better at than me?”
Betty\'s grin widened. “I do. Would you like me to show you?”
His unnatural competitiveness rose inside him. “Please do.”
Betty leaned in even closer, until her lips were almost brushing his. “You asked for it. Big brother.”
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Kim was standing near the bar talking with Steve and Candy when Anne found her. “Enough chatting Kimmie. It\'s time for your surprise.”
As her mother took her arm and started guiding her toward the center of the lounge, Kim gave the couple a reassuring look. “Don\'t worry about Betty. She\'s a big girl. She can handle herself.”
Anne positioned her in the middle of the room and stepped back, as did everyone else.
Kim started to give her a puzzled look. It changed to delight as her family and friends began to sing that old birthday standard to her. Just as the first verse ended, the door of the lounge opened. Her eyes widened as she saw her little brothers straining to push a large object into the room. To say it was just a birthday cake would have been an understatement.
It stood close to four feet high, and at least that around. It rose up in three tiers from it\'s base and was covered in bright pink icing. The edges were decorated in a filigree of lacy green and candy roses. Words in blue along the sides spelled out “Happy Re-birthday Princess.” On the top were the ubiquitous candles. Eighteen of them were white, and in the center was a larger black one. Their flames flickered and danced as the boys pushed it toward her.
She immediately knew what the arrangement of candles signified. The white were for her age, and the black was for her new life.
As the song came to an end, Kim saw her mom and dad join her in the center of the room.
James took her by the hand and led her closer to the gigantic cake. “Blow out the candles and make a wish Kimmie-Cub.”
Kim looked around the room. She saw most all the wonderful people who she cared for, with one notable exception. A silent wish whispered through her mind as she took a deep breath and blew. The candles went out, and so did all the lights in the room.
There was darkness and silence for only a few moments. A brilliant spot of light descended from the ceiling, and enveloped the cake. Music began to play. She didn\'t recognize the tune, but could almost feel the beat of it. Kim stood dumbfounded as everyone began clapping in time with the music.
With a loud pop, the top of the cake exploded upwards. From it, a lithe and graceful figure emerged. Kim felt her heart flutter as she saw her wish granted.
Shego\'s almost nude body swayed with the music as she emerged from the icing covered container. To Kim\'s delight, she saw that the cake wasn\'t the only thing with icing on it. Shego\'s beautiful breasts were decorated in a whorl of icing topped with a dollop of whipped cream on her nipples. Which, in turn, was tipped with bright red cherries. The decoration extended on down her body and formed a heart just above her bare pussy. Within the heart was a message in a delicately painted calligraphy of spun sugar.
KP + SP + AP
FOREVER
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Ron Stoppable\'s senses were assaulted as he stepped out of the plane. Music from the military band bombarded his ears, while lights from the myriad of camera crews pierced his eyes. The cheering of the crowd was like a distant thunder filling the very air. He stood for a few moments at the top of the steps, barely noticing the banners along it\'s rails and the red carpet spread at the base.
As Team Paladin joined him at the top of the stairs, he began to take it all in. A grin spread across his face. He lifted his arms above his head and waved his hands at the adoring multitudes as they began to descend the steps.
When they reached the ground, handshaking ensued. First the Mayors of the Tri-Cities, then the Governor of Colorado, his friend and benefactor Father Phred, and finally the President of the United States himself.
The President took him by the arm and led him to a podium emblazoned with the presidential seal. Ron stood beside him, soaking in the adoration, as the man began to speak.
“My fellow countrymen. Today is a great day for the United States of America, and the world. Today we are saved from the scourge of terrorism that has plagued us for so long. We no longer need to fear those who hate our way of life. Those who fired the first volley with 9/11. Thanks to our dear friend Ron Stoppable, they are no more!”
The President paused as the crowd roared even louder than before. “From this day forward, we can go to sleep in our beds at night without fear. We can live our lives in peace and harmony. We can give thanks to God that we have a true hero to protect and defend us. Ladies and Gentlemen. I give you Ron Stoppable!”
The President stepped to the side and motioned for Ron to step up to the microphones.
Ron felt a lump in his throat as he took the man\'s place. He swallowed loudly. His natural fear of public speaking fled as he looked out at his admirers. “I want you all to know one thing. Wherever there is badness in the world, Team Paladin will be there to put a stop to it. No evil doer will darken our doors again. No villain will go unpunished...”
An unseen reporter yelled out from the crowd. “Does that include your best friend, Kim Possible?”
Ron felt his face go blank. He stood stark still, with his eyes lowered, while he fought down the anger that bubbled up inside him. “My friend? No. Not any longer. She embraced evil. Evil is not my friend.” He lifted his eyes and stared into the closest camera. “I have a message for Kim Possible. I know you\'re out there watching this. So hear this. I\'m coming for you. I\'ll put an end to your vile wickedness. You have my word as a hero.”
A short time later, while their gear was being unloaded from the plane, Team Paladin was ushered into limousines waiting outside the airport. As Ron climbed into the backseat of his, his eyebrows rose.
Waiting inside were three people he knew. One of them wasn\'t a surprise, but the other two were totally unexpected. He looked at Father Phred\'s face, and asked. “What\'s going on? Why are they here?”
Swaggerson gestured to the two people sitting beside him. The man with an enormously large head and the woman who\'s whole body was a brilliant electric blue. “I assume you know Professor Cray Ne Yum and Miss Electra Nique? I recently met them at one of my services. I found their devotion to good and righteousness a refreshing and wonderful thing. I brought them here in the hopes you would consider making them a part of your team.”
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The party in the lounge was still going full tilt when Kim, Anne and Shego entered their bedroom. It was Kim\'s idea for them to duck out early to have a slightly more intimate party of their own. Any other night she would have been more than happy to join in the orgy that was only getting started when they left. Tonight, however, she wanted to just be with her wives.
With a thought, Kim and Anne\'s dresses disappeared. The three lovers embraced each other naked bodies as they stood next to the enormous bed. Kim grinned as she felt the slight stickiness on Shego\'s body. She and Anne had done their very best to lick all of the icing off her, but they\'d missed a few spots.
She kissed Shego on the nose. “That was a wonderful surprise Sweetie. But I thought you told me it was something you said you\'d never do?”
Shego chuckled. “Yeah, well... I still won\'t bake a cake.”
All three laughed as they climbed into the bed. Kim snuggled herself between their sexy bodies. She began to stroke her tail\'s tip across Shego\'s breasts. “I have a little surprise for the two of you too.”
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