Dark Mistress
Written by fulwiz
Beta by Wirenfeldt Jr
Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible, Disney does. The other characters come from my own twisted mind.
Warning: This story contains 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 sequel to “The Middleton Pact - Redux.” If you don't read that first, you will be very confused.
When choosing between two evils, I always like to try the one I've never tried before.
-Mae West
CHAPTER 22: Seriously!
The laboratory was a cluttered mess. Loose wires hung in tangles from half finished devices. Components were scattered over workbenches. Tools lay everywhere, except in their proper places. Shego smirked to hide the nostalgia she was feeling. Near where she sat, thumbing through a magazine with her feet propped up on some unknown device, Drakken was muttering something about multidimensional vortexes.
They were alone in the lab. DNAmy was in the Genetics lab and Albert was on Earth, helping Jack Hench organize teams of Henchmen for the upcoming revolution.
Many times in their long association, this scene had played out. The two of them tucked away in a hidden lab. Drakken going on about his latest invention or plan, while she pretended disinterest. The familiarity of it all was almost comforting.
Things weren't so simple though. Unlike the old days, there was more than one scheme being hatched. Her Cupcake couldn't resist getting the most bang for her evil. Ostensibly, Shego was here to get an update on Drakken's harebrained theory about energy based nanotechnology. She was of the opinion it was total bunk. Kimmie, however, seemed to think it had some merit. She'd even given Drakken the Pan-dimensional Vortex Inducer he said he needed to prove it.
Just the thought of the PDVI in Drakken's hands again was unsettling to say the least. The last time, he'd managed to cross it with their cable TV feed while laying an overly complicated trap for Kimmie and the brainless blond bozo. The four of them were sucked into a vortex of TV shows made real. Or was it alternate dimensions posing as TV shows? She still wasn't sure. All she knew was, she now had a difficult time dealing with colorful kid's show characters. And the non-word Moopy.
Shego was glad that, as part of the deal, the Wild Blue Wonder agreed to only work on the PDVI with Wade's assistance. Besides, according to what she could get out of his rambling, he'd been too busy with other projects to fiddle with it much.
There was another reason she was here listening to his ravings. Kimmie had a plot hatching. Soon, a call would be coming in from Wade. When that happened, it was her job to make sure Drakken was in the right place at the right time. Shego hoped it would be soon. She'd already been through her magazine three times. Much longer and she'd actually have to start reading the articles.
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“Tee-hee... Hee-hee... Hee-hee... Heeeeee...”
Kim's evil giggle bounced off the walls of the old lair's command center. Her delight was caused by the security videos running on the room's large screens. For the last few hours, she'd been catching up on the happenings both within and outside the old lair. She tuned the screens to real time feeds and gave what she'd seen some thought.
Everything from inside the lair had been just as Yori and Barry reported to her. She'd especially liked the video of Adrena Lynn's abduction and incarceration. She was looking forward to the fun she'd have getting her revenge on the girl. Lynn would soon come to find out what extreme really meant. But not too soon. Kim had other things on her plate to do first.
She turned her eyes to the screen showing the control room of the Tower of Ronatude. Silently she muttered thanks to Wade for his genius. She'd been relying on Joss as her primary source of information about Team Stoppable until now. With her cousin out of the picture, so to speak, she had only the backup. But what a backup it was. She should have known Wade wouldn't let her down.
The image was from a camera hidden in a tree across the parking lot. The picture wasn't perfect since it had to zoom in on the building's large window from a fair distance away. But it was clear enough to see what happened in the control room. Equally well hidden was the sensitive device that captured the vibrations from the window. Those vibrations were run through the old lair's computer, creating an almost perfect reproduction of the sound inside the tower. She had eyes and ears on everything that happened in the control room without having to plant bugs or hack the computer system. It was so the old school. A completely passive external surveillance system. Best of all, it couldn't be detected by Justine.
Already the setup was proving it's worth. She'd watched and listened to the conversation between Ron and the minister. It shined more than a little light on Ron's odd behavior when it came to not doing what she'd thought he would. Now that she did know, she could act accordingly. Some tweaking of her long term plan and things would be back on track.
The other bit of information she'd gleaned was just as surprising. Team's Stoppable and Impossible were merging. It was unexpected, given the history between Ron and Will, but not something to worry about. In fact, it made her smile. Those two trying to work together? It was like a bad made for TV comedy. If the disagreement she'd witnessed over what to call themselves was any example, they'd probably spend more time arguing amongst themselves than being effective as a team.
Kim checked the time. Barry and Ricardo should be about ready by now. They were making the preparations for her meeting with villains staying here. If things went well, she'd be adding to her organization. If not, well, she'd get to have some fun.
She concentrated on that thought. If she didn't, her mind would turn to what was going to, or maybe already was, happening in her new home. She took a deep breath. The desire to be there was creeping up again. Better that she wasn't though. Shego would handle it.
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Fen was ready when the door of his cell opened and light flooded in. He'd only have one chance to win his freedom. Knowing the monster liked to take him like a rutting animal, he was on his knees, facing away from the door with his head pressed into the corner. It disgusted him to submit, but it was the only way to hide the object he clenched between the breasts that bitch had given him.
Eddie leered at his fuck toy as he dropped his jeans and stroked his hardening cock. The submissive position was a welcome surprise. Usually he had to beat the cunt until it stopped resisting him. “Now that's better. It's about time you got it through your head who the boss is. Seriously!”
Wincing at the pain of penetration, Fen felt bile rise in his throat. He kept thinking it would be the very last time, as he tried to ignore the pain and humiliation. He just had to wait for the right time to act. His hand ached from clenching the handle of the screwdriver that all his hopes were pinned on. He concentrated on that, rather than what the monster was doing to his sickeningly altered body. It would be soon. It always was.
With a howl, Ed threw back his head. He felt himself emptying into it's hole. His hands let go of it's hips and he strummed the air.
Fen twisted around. His arm lashed out. His aim was true.
Motor Ed's final air guitar solo ended abruptly as the shaft of the screwdriver buried itself in his ear.
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Kim and Ricardo entered the meeting room. It looked much that same as the last time she'd seen it. Red, green, and blue still decorated three of the walls. The round metal table, with it's dented surface from Hego's fist, occupied the same place in the center of the room. The view screen hung on the wall behind the spot the podium once stood. That spot was now occupied by a padded black bench.
Ricardo chuckled as Kim eyed the bench. “That was Mr. Long's idea. He mentioned something about a throne being a bit too ostentatious for the occasion.”
Kim smiled as she sat down on the thick cushion. “He got that right. I don't want to give the impression I've gotten too big for my britches.”
He nodded. “Speaking of which. While I find your current attire quite appealing, I believe something a little less revealing would be in order.”
She looked down at her nude body. “Better not let Bonnie hear you say that.” She gave him a wink. “But you're right. Why don't you let Barry know I'm ready while I change into something a little less comfortable?”
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Six pairs of eyes watched Ron intently as he spoke into the red phone that was the Tower's hotline. “Yes sir... Really..? As soon as we can get there, yes... It's alright, we're glad to help sir. Yes sir... Goodbye.”
He returned the phone to it's cradle and gulped loudly as he looked at his team. “That was the President. We have a mission.”
Will raised his eyebrows. “Possible?”
Ron shook his head. “No such luck. It's Gemini. Apparently the W.E.E. has teamed up with the terrorist organization Al Killya in the middle east.”
Outraged, Will stood up. “You agreed to take them on? What were you thinking?”
Ron sat down heavily. “Ease up dude. We won't be going in alone...”
Junior asked. “We will not? Who then will be going in with us? The Army?”
Ron grinned. He pointed toward the window. “No. Something just as good though...”
As one, they all turned to the window. In the dwindling light of evening, they saw the multicolored GO-Jet coming in for a landing.
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Fen spat on the body laying in a growing puddle of blood as he tossed the collar aside. He fought down the the sense of freedom he felt. He wasn't there yet. Escape would come, but first he had another score to settle. He looked down at the body he'd been trapped in. For doing this to him, the bitch had to die!
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Barry had to give Kim props for her theatricality, as he and Ricardo ushered the villains into the meeting room. She was half reclining on the black bench in what looked like a thinly painted on red bodysuit. With the black wall behind her, it almost appeared she was floating in the air.
As the villains took their seats, Ricardo and Barry moved to stand on either side of the bench.
Kim smiled as her tail waved in the air behind her. “Welcome fellow villains. I'm so glad you've all come to listen to my little proposal...”
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Drakken stopped in mid pace. “Shego? Are you listening?”
Shego glanced over the top of the magazine. “Yeah Dr. D. The PDVI goes into the matter whatchamacallit... Blah... Blah...”
He grinned at her. “Good. Now where was I? Oh yes! Then all I have to do is apply power to the...”
The sound of the lair's intercom cut off his spiel. Wade's voice filed the room. “Dr. Drakken? Are you there?”
Growling at the interruption, Drakken went to a wall screen and punched a button. Wade's face appeared. “Where else would I be? Can't you see I'm busy explaining...”
Shego dropped her magazine as Wade interrupted him. “Is Eddie there with you?”
Puzzled, Drakken turned to look around the lab. “No. I don't think so. Why would he be here? He has his own lab.”
Wade nodded. “Yes he does. But I was trying to get a hold of him and he isn't answering. Not at the lab or his quarters. So I figured he might be there with you.”
Drakken shook his head. “Well he's not. Did you try the dining hall or the lounge?”
“He's not in either one. It's odd.”
Shego stood up and approached the screen. “Maybe he's getting busy and turned off his intercom. I'll check and see.”
Wade nodded and disappeared from the screen.
She turned to Drakken. “Come on. Let's go find out what he's up to.”
He crossed his arms across his chest. “Why do I have to go?”
“Because he's your cousin, and as fascinating as your work is, we both need a break.”
“Fine. But don't forget where I left off...”
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Hego entered the Tower's control room with Mego and the Wegos following close behind. His muscular chest expanded as he fisted his hands on his hips and declared. “Gentlemen. And lady. The fate of the free world rests in our hands!”
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Wearing a pair of grease stained coveralls, Fen crouched next to the corridor wall. He'd learned two things since leaving the room where the monster lay dead. He was in a very large complex, and it was full of locked doors. It didn't matter. He would find the object of his hatred eventually. Fate was smiling on him. So was luck apparently. He'd yet to encounter anyone else on his search. He began moving toward an intersection in the corridor. As he approached, luck abandoned him. There were voices coming from around the corner.
“This is the last crate of weapons?”
“It is. The rest have already been sent to their destinations.”
“Good. We'll finish up in the morning. Let's go and get some dinner.”
“Should we lock this one up first?”
“What for? It's not like anyone is going to steal it.”
“True.”
Hearing footsteps receding in the opposite direction, Fen risked peeking around the corner. There was no sign of the people he'd heard. Sitting next to a closed door was a large box. With many glances over his shoulder, he approached the bounty fate provided. His eyes shone with malice as he opened the lid and looked inside.
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Kim gave a small shrug. “It's up to you. You've already been told how things stand. Each and every one of you have a clean slate. I'm just offering you a choice.”
Duff Killigan cleared his throat. “How are we to know we can be trusting you lass?”
Kim smiled at the evil golfer. “You don't have to trust me. Just consider your options. You can retire from villainy completely. Toe the line. Live within the law. Maybe even get yourselves nice boring nine to five jobs. Or you could go on like you always have. Doing whatever evil your heart desires. Of course, now you'll have to worry about more than you ever did before. Heroes are no longer constrained to only throw you in jail. Not to mention things like SWAT teams ready and willing to fill you full of bullet holes at the drop of a hat. Or say, the military bombing your lair out of existence, with you inside it, just because they found out where it was.”
She stood and approached the table. “I won't lie to you. My offer is not without risk...”
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Drakken dropped to his knees and sobbed as he wrapped his arms around his cousin's corpse.
Shego stared at the grim sight for a moment, then activated her Kimmunicator. “Wade! Eddie is dead. It looks like Fen got a hold of one of his tools and killed him with it.” She stepped around the grieving scientist and kicked at the unlocked collar. “Check your security cameras. He's loose in the lair somewhere!”
She reached out and placed a comforting hand on Drakken's shoulder. “Stay with him. I'm going to go find that piece of shit and deal with him once and for all!”
As the alarm began to sound throughout the lair, she thought she heard Drakken say. “Make it hurt.”
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Joss snuggled up next to her aunt on one of the lounge's divans. “Y'all is pretty durn sneaky.”
Anne grinned and hugged her niece close. “Sneaky is fun.” She leaned in and kissed the young girl's nose. “So now that you know... How did you like being corrupted?”
“I love it. It's jus like Kim promised it were gonna be. But this here ain't all is it? Kim told me there'd be torturin and killin too.”
“There will be. Kim wants to show you that herself. There will be plenty of opportunity when you go with her tomorrow.”
“Do ya think I'll be liking doing it?”
“That's up to you dear. You know about the serum now. It won't make you do anything you don't really want to. Just like everything we did here, if you hadn't wanted to already, you would have resisted it's effect.”
“I did sure want to. I gotta be as evil as Kim if'n I is gonna help her do what all has gotta be done.”
“That is the most important thing. Wanting it.” Anne looked up at the clock on the wall. “Speaking of wanting something. I want something to eat.”
Joss giggled, leaned back on the divan, and spread her legs. “I is happy to oblige.”
Anne's laughed. “Food first.” She reached down and stroked a finger over Joss's clit. “After that, I think I'll be fueled up enough to take you up on your offer.”
Squirming at Anne's touch, Joss giggled. “Let's get goin then!” She stood and pulled Anne up beside her. As they turned toward the door, Joss remembered the other two women in the room. “Ya think we ought ta bring them back something ta eat?”
Anne looked at Bonnie and Tara. Both of then lay in the middle of the floor, passed out from a combination of drink and fatigue. They were surrounded by multiple, well used, sex toys. She opened her mouth to say yes, but was drowned out by the wail of a siren.
Joss clasped her hands over her ears, and yelled. “What in tar-nation is that racket!?”
Anne yelled back. “It's the alarm. We better find out what's going on!”
They ran for the door. It opened with a barely heard swooshing sound. Just beyond it stood a crazed looking woman holding a machine gun.
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Kim sat and watched as Barry escorted Gussy Aspar, Figment, and Spambot 3000 out of the room. All three declined her offer. It wasn't too great a loss. Gussy was just the other side of loony. Spambot, from what she knew of him, was next to useless. Figment just plain gave her the creeps.
She looked at the four villains remaining. “I'm glad you decided to accept my offer. In return for your pledge of loyalty, you will be richly rewarded.”
Slowly, Sneaky Backlash rose from his seat. He shuffled toward her. “It is beyond me why you would want a doddering old man like me around. I've little left in me to offer, but my word on it, I'll make myself useful as I can.”
Kim glanced quickly over at Ricardo. She took Sneaky's hand. “You have more to offer than you know. I accept your word.”
After he resumed his seat, Bates stood. “I shall endeavor to serve you as I did my former master.”
Kim smiled and nodded.
On his metallic tentacles, Kysmerisikapativolrebat skittered out of his chair, up and over the table, to land in front of her. “I am not of your world, but whatever I can do for, or to, you I will.”
She giggled at the unabashed look of lust in his alien eyes. “How could I refuse? I accept.”
Duff heaved his bulk out of his chair. “Well lass. So long as I can be playing golf, it makes little difference to me. I'll be of service to ye. On me honor as a Scotsman.”
She inclined her head and gestured for him to take his seat. “Welcome aboard Duff.”
She looked at the four of them. “As villains, I accept that you are evil. As am I. We are creatures of violence, lust, lies and deceit. It is our very nature. But it is not all. To be loyal is to be faithful, honest and caring to those you give that loyalty to. Above all there must be trust. A vow of loyalty is a promise that must be kept. I spoke before of rewards. Now I must speak of the flip side. Disloyalty, dishonesty, breaking of trust.”
Kim sat down on the bench. “I'm telling you this now because one of you has broken that trust. One of you was insincere in your pledge of loyalty. One of you sought to deceive me. You know who you are. Stand and come forward. I promise no harm will come to you.”
With his head bowed, the man stood and stepped forward. Kim stood and placed her left hand on his shoulder. She spoke to him in gentle tones. “I have always prided myself on keeping my promises.” Her claws extended and dug into his shoulder, causing him to scream in pain. “But a promise to someone who would give false promises has no meaning.”
Her right hand struck out. Claws dug into flesh of his stomach. She groped upwards, under his ribcage, and clenched her fist tightly. Blood splattered as she withdrew her hand. As he fell to the floor in death, she held up his mangled heart.
She smiled at the remaining three villains. “I give you my promise and my loyalty in return for yours.” She tossed the shredded organ onto the dead body of the man who, in life, was known only as Bates. “He got the only reward he deserved.”
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Betty and Yori stood just outside the door to the lounge. The alarm went silent just as Shego approached.
Betty cocked her head at the door. “He's inside. So are Anne, Joss, Bonnie and Tara.”
Yori added. “The lock is disabled. The door does not open.”
Green flame ignited around Shego's hands. “Oh yes it will.”
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Fen aimed the barrel of the gun at Anne. “You are going to die for what you did to me bitch!”
Anne didn't flinch as she looked down the barrel of the gun at crazed eyes. “Let the others go. Then you can kill me if you want.”
Fen looked over at the others. Two of them were unconscious, while the third sat between them with her hands clasped over her head. “So you care about them? Maybe I'll just blow their brains out first. I'd like that. Make you suffer the way you made me suffer!”
Anne saw a green glowing spot in the middle of the door. “You don't have a chance Fen. Look behind you.”
“I won't fall for your...” He paused as he began to smell something burning. His eyes darted toward the door. It was melting away in green fire. “NO!” He took a step towards Anne, pointing the gun right at her face. “I'll have my revenge!”
He pulled the trigger just as Shego, Yori and Betty rushed into the room.
Joss lowered her hands and stood up. She tried to find some sense in what was happening. While the crazy woman cursed and fumbled with the impotent gun in her hands, Anne began to laugh.
The other three women closed ranks on the former scientist. They too began to laugh as they took the gun and held him firmly in place.
Fen howled in outrage as he tried to break free.
Anne wiped a tear from her eye and turned to Joss. “You know how I told you Kim was going to show you all about torture and killing?”
Still not understanding what was going on, Joss could only nod.
Anne grinned an evil grin. “I think you are ready to learn now.” She waved a hand at Fen. “You can do anything you want.”
Seeing the lack of comprehension in Joss's face, Shego said. “Fen here just murdered Motor Ed and tried to kill Anne. Of course that was never gonna happen, but we'll tell you all about it later.”
Anne stepped over and hugged Joss. “This is your chance. If you want, I can give you some more of the serum first.”
Joss shook her head. She was still unsure about a lot of things, but one thing was clear. The way to becoming truly evil was being offered to her. “I don't think I'm a gonna be needing it.”
She stepped out of her aunt's arms. With determination in her eyes, she went to the lounge's bar area. Reaching out, she picked up the small knife she'd seen Bonnie using earlier to cut up limes for their drinks. With it firmly in her grasp, she walked directly toward the screaming murderer.
Looking into the eyes of madness, she said. “I reckon I is gonna enjoy this.”
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