Kim Possible Porn Story: Behind Green Eyes Chapter 13
The hovercraft was silent. It was packed tightly with too many people, which all crammed together in the limited space and waited impatiently until half of them could get off and get on the jet that was supposedly waiting for them. Half werent certain if they were going to be taken all the way to where-ever it was they were going. Even though theyd been allowed to board the hovercraft, there was no certainty that they would be allowed to follow Kim and her group all the way to their hideout. Judging by the repeated wary glances in their direction, they were almost sure theyd be dropped off at a supposed hideout, and then quickly abandoned. Heck, even if they were taken all the way to their destination, it didnt mean it would be their true hideout. It could be one of many, and more then likely wouldnt be their base of operations.
Georgia looked the most irritated. Her usually stoic features were tight with tension, an unshakable scowl on her lips. Her ice blue eyes were hard, unreadable, and dangerous. Her posture was tense, coiled on the edge of her pilots seat and gripping the controls tightly. Her black clothing only seemed to glow with a black aura of foreboding. No one wanted to be close to her, not even her own teammates, who leaned as far as they could away from her. Theyd been forced to sit/stand the closest, and Kim was the one who regretted it most.
Why? Not only was Kim pressed up against the shoulder of Georgias chair, Shego was squeezed in tightly behind her, body practically spooning her own smaller frame. Jenny was watching the three of them with a shit-eating grin and an odd glint in her hazel eyes. Kim kept sending her death glares, but the over excitable blond simply grinned wider. Upon seeing that, Kim started to think of several creative and extreme different ways she could maim or decapitate the blond as punishment.
Plus, it had the added affect of getting her mind off the fact that Shegos body was rubbing against hers at every little turn and dip the hovercraft made. Shegos ample bosom was horribly distracting, and it took all of her frustration and anger to refrain from enjoying its firm squishiness. And, she could ignore the corner of Georgias chair digging into her ribs that was probably causing bruising.
Shego, for her part, was thoroughly enjoying the obvious frustration on Kims face. She certainly had no qualms about being this close to the redhead. If anything, she was subtly trying to be even closer and move a little more then necessary to see how frustrated she could make the redhead. Besides, she hadnt gotten a good up-close look at the redhead, and she wanted to get a better inspection since her rebirth.
Shego could dig the new unruly short red hair. Before, she hadnt thought the younger woman could pull the look off, but she actually looked pretty damn hot with it. The tips of her hair seemed dipped in black, like shed dyed her hair and had let it grow out and then shorn it just past her inch long red roots. Kims eyes seemed a darker green, outlined, strangely enough, by black eyeliner and a dark green eye shadow. She wore no other makeup. The redhead was even wearing a tight pair of tight black pants and an equally tight black tank top. On the front, blazing in bright blood red, the word Lost sat stretched by the larger, but still not large, bust of the redhead. She wore a black choker and two silver bracelets on her left wrist. On her middle finger on her right hand was a silver ring. Shego couldnt see what it looked like from this angle, but she could see a small glint of red when Kims hand shifted in the light. On her feet where two tall black combat boots with several buckles and steel toes.
It was almost a slap in the face. She knew Kim had changed drastically over the years shed been dead, but she hadnt truly anticipated such a drastic visible change. Shed thought itd be mostly internal. Busy with the fact the redhead was alive and kicking, shed been distracted from the obvious new looks. What bothered her, the only thing that bothered her about it, was trying to decide if the redhead had done it to hide, or if that was how she truly preferred to dress now. Not that it wasnt hot on the toned redhead, it was just very nearly bizarre. Glancing at Georgia, she had to wonder if the Goth had been the influence, seeing as the Goth was decked out in all black and had the dark makeup on as well, only her eye shadow was black.
While Shego speculated on this sudden observation, Will was stewing internally about his precious Director and how to take all the changes occurring so rapidly within the last few days. He wasnt sure exactly where she stood, let alone where he stood. He was just tumbling along with the others, going with the flow, as hed heard some say. He wasnt used to doing such things, and it unnerved him, set him on edge. He didnt like not having facts, having control. He hated feeling blind and helpless. Setting out with these ladies, seemed only to hold more of that.
Sandras pale gray blue eyes roved over the entire group. Using the reflection of the lights overhead to hide her probing gaze, she freely watched the others in silence. The three most tense people in the room were Will, Red, and Georgia. She found Shegos appraising gaze on Kim amusing, and Jennys entertainment of the whole scene even more comical. Lastly, her gaze slid over to where the last person sat tucked tightly onto the end of the couch on the other side of Will, who was sitting next to her. To her slight surprise, their eyes met, and they both grinned at being caught observing the whole ticking time bomb. She had yet to find a name for the chocolate skinned woman with her rich dark brown eyes, but shed figured shed find out soon enough. After all, Kim knew her, and Jenny well, Jenny might and might not know her, but she at least seemed to get along with her.
Her eyes widened suddenly and she smacked her head hard, gathering the attention of everyone.
Shoot! she said loudly, breaking the overbearing silence. Georgia! We forgot about Toto!
Kim hissed while Georgia growled. Both of their heads whipped around to shoot menacing glares at her. Contact Wade! they commanded simultaneously.
They both blinked and exchanged odd looks before turning back to Sandras barely contained grin.
You want him on screen?
Shooting Georgia a look, the redhead waited for the Goth to shrug with indifference before nodding quickly.
Before more could be said, the screen came to life before them with Wades visage. He blinked in surprise, hands momentarily paused in their work. Kim? How did-?
Wade, Kim said lowly, icily. I was informed you were handling Toto for us.
Wade visibly swallowed before straightening and locking gazes with her. Yes. Ive already gotten him to the location Sandra indicated. Ive managed to keep most of him together. From my readings, hes designed to self-destruct. I wasnt sure when you wanted him to go, so I was waiting until you contacted me.
Despite herself, Kim found herself somewhat relaxed by the familiarity of working with Wade. She wasnt quite sure if she trusted him, but hed shown he was willing to prove himself, more so by the fact he hadnt cowered from her this time. And though it irritated her, she knew that Will was telling the truth. Even if she still wanted to beat the Director senseless, she knew the woman wouldnt go spouting off anyones innocence unless it was in honesty. After all, the hardest person to prove your innocence to was the Director, even when shed been delving into the wrong side of the law herself. And regretfully, Kim had managed to investigate the situation enough to know that her hatred towards the Director and Wade were, not quite groundless, but certainly not damning enough to lob them in with the rest of the bastards she was going to kill. Hence, she would give him some slack.
You finally did something right, she said harshly. Hey, he only deserved a little slack. He still had things to make up for. His slight wince sent a flicker of satisfaction through her. Sacrifice Toto. Its time he played his part. She pulled out an object from a pouch on her hip. She hit several buttons on it. Just as she finished and snapped it closed, a muffled *boom* echoed through the walls of the hovercraft, followed shortly by a rough gust of wind that sent the craft bobbing around.
Just as Georgia got control of the small craft, a second, far larger, explosion went off. This gust sent the ship tumbling in the air, even with Georgias skill as a pilot. Sandra was quick to bring up a video feed from a camera locked on the LG building. The entire LG building exploded then contracted until it shriveled up and completely disappeared with a loud sucking pop. Everyone but Kim watched in open mouthed shock. The entire building just vanished, the only traces being the piping and cement that lead to the parking lot below where the building had been.
All eyes turned to her. Tightlipped, she stared at the screen unblinkingly. Three more, she said tonelessly.
What what was that? Will dared to ask first. He was the only one to find his voice fast enough and be brave enough to speak up.
That, was one of the stolen weapons I took from Them. It was unfinished.
Sandra looked at her scanned info. That wasnt unfinished. That was completely functioning.
Of course, Kim answered, unfazed by the slight fear in the sandy haired girls voice. I finished it.
H-How? asked Monique, unable to bite her tongue quickly enough. Kim, however, didnt even turn as she answered.
I figured out how, of course. I fixed all its flaws, and add the missing things that would make it work. It had been discarded until they could find someone smart enough to finish engineering it; its success had been halted by the fact they couldnt figure out how to get it to work as they wished it to.
You built that? Wade asked in awe.
It had been well known that she was an amazing athlete and quick on her feet when it came to improvised plans. However, though she also got top scores at school, she hadnt been deemed any sort of genius, let alone someone that could build a weapon of such mass destruction that was so horrifyingly effective.
Kim finally turned to regard them. Her dark green eyes were emotionless. I can do anything.
That was the first time the saying ever inspired a flicker of fear, instead of inspiration.
A/N: Ok, I think this deserves a bit of evil laughter. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I mean come on! Doesn’t Kim just sound positively vicious? Who else got a mental image that kinda stopped them short?
How do you like my evil Kimmie? Hehehe. Please do review. I really wanna hear some takes on this :)