Kim Possible Porn Story: DNArk Angels Chapter 2

DNArk Angels

Authors: NoDrog(s) and
LoveRobin

Kim Possible, Bonnie
Rockwaller, and other characters are property of Disney and used
without permission for non-profit, entertainment reasons only. Sonya
Hopper/S1Y-a and Xena Chinette/X3N-a are original characters and may
be used freely as long as you include a ref to this story in the
credits. Other material such as Tuckers Flour Power Day Care is
used for parody/homage only, without permission, and remains the
property of the original owners. Story features lesbian relationships
and may not be suitable for young readers. Please do not read if you
find that offensive or are under-age. PLEASE DONT SUE.

AN:
You will find this posted on both NoDrog‘s
and Love Robin‘s
pages. While there check out their other stories too!

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Chapter
2: An Angel Falls

And thats what
happened, said Mrs. Dr. Possible, finishing up the same story
shed told Tawnie all those years ago. Wyatt Load set me up as
Dr. Anne Nonamous. I married James, and we raised you as our
daughter. Maxwell and Tawnie raised Bonnie.

Im related to Kim?
No way! insisted Bonnie.

I dunno, Bonnie, Kim
considered. The way we moved in the fight the way we clicked.
There was a familiar feel to it.

Duh, K, said Bonnie
Were on the same cheer squad. We practice together all the time,
and remember that whole glued-to-the-hip for a weekend thing?

Come on, Bonnie, Kim
said. Sure, at the end of the whole hip-to-hip thing there, once
you stopped dragging your feet we were in sync. But cheer practice is
nothing like the coordinated way we fought today.

Whatev, Kim. Theres
still no way youll convince me were secretly sisters,
scoffed Bonnie.

Actually, the original
twelve were created from a wide template of human samples, said
Mrs. Dr. Possible. The only connection you have is you both
represent something like the top one percent of human genetic
potential and, until you were four, you were raised and trained
together.

But none of the kids
attacking us in the mall looked like Bonnie or me, insisted Kim.

X3N-a spoke up. The K1M
and BN line were not duplicated for the second generation. Due to
their escapes, their DNA was deemed a flight risk. DNA strains MN-a
and L1S-a
were used instead.

Anyway, Id assumed
hoped, really that after you two got away, that Cecaelia had given
up and closed down, said Mrs. Dr. Possible.

Ill call Dr.
Director, and have Global Justice find this Cecaelia and shut them
down, said Kim.

Good idea she can
also pick up X3N-a and S1Y-a, said Mrs. Dr. Possible.

What? said Kim.
Why?

Kim, Cecaelia will want
these two back and to finish the job of grabbing you two, said
Mrs. Dr. Possible. Its too dangerous to have them around.

Bonnie and I can watch
after them, said Kim.

Oh no, youre not
getting me involved any further in this, said Bonnie. Genetic
super soldiers, some weird quasi-government organization it sounds
like something out of a kids cartoon series, and a bad one at
that.

Youre already
involved Bon! insisted Kim. Werent you listening to the
story? Remember, it was your
purse that was snatched to lure us
into the ambush.

Using both arms in a
warding gesture, Bonnie tried to wave it all away, Nu uh! No way
Possible! No disrespect Mrs. Possible, but mum would have told me
something like this.

Anne smiled sadly, We
all promised to not speak of it, to put the past behind us so no one
would find us. Kim and I left Montana that very night and moved in
with James here in Colorado. Tawnie, Maxwell, you and your sisters
moved a few years later, which was a pleasant surprise for me.

Come on, Bonnie. Wont
you please help? said Kim, giving Bonnie the pleading puppy dog
look.

Bonnie tried to hold out,
then sighed. Fine. I guess it cant hurt to help you with them
for a little while.

Kim, that may not be a
good idea, said Mrs. Dr. Possible. look, lets get Dr.
Director over here and see what she says.

What a minute!
Bonnie objected. This that Secret Agent woman you sometimes
answer to?

More government agent
than secret, Kim corrected. Why?

Hello?
Bonnie snarked with hands on hip. Government agency? Police in
their pocket? Do I have to spell it out any further? I swear
K1M! You were always a bit too quick to action for your own,
she slowed her rant as she took in the wide eyes of the others and
realized what she was saying herself, good Oh no! Its
true??

Apparently, Kim
nodded, never one to doubt her parents.

Havent you ever
wondered how you occasionally tend to call each other K and
B? Mrs. Dr. Possible pointed out. As in short for K1M
and BN? That alone should be proof of the truth of my
story.

Maybe its proof,
maybe its not, Bonnies comeback was weak.

Kim added, But maybe
its a good idea to feel Dr. Director out a bit first. Kim used
her Kimmunicator in satellite phone mode, calling Dr. Directors
unlisted number.

Hello?
Even through the small speaker, Dr. Directors voice was clearly
cautious.

Hello, Doctor Director,
this is Kim Possible, said Kim. What can you tell me about
Cecaelia?

Its a legendary
half woman, half octopus creature, said
Dr. Director, promptly.

I mean, the agency,
said Kim.

Dr. Director hesitated for
a moment, then asked, Kim, is there anyone
there with you?

Kim glanced around. Bonnie
and Mrs. Dr. Possible were both silent, and X3N-a and S1Y-a obviously
didnt need to be told to be quiet. No, Kim lied.

Kim, I need to know
where you heard about that agency, said
Dr. Director.

I need to hear about
what you have on it, first, said Kim.

Again, there was a moment
of silence while Dr. Director considered. Ok,
Kimberly considering what youve done for us in the past, Im
going to trust you. Eighteen years ago, Cecaelia was a small,
black-ops government agency. They were the US equivalent of the
Russian Super Soldier program and Canadas Weapon X program. They
were meant to find a way to genetically enhance US soldiers. The head
of Cecaelia insisted that the program required soldiers to be born
genetically enhanced. When Congress refused, the entire Cecaelia
operation went rogue. For the last seventeen years, Cecaelia has been
on our list of organizations weve been trying to track down. The
closest we came was thirteen years ago, but they Scorched Earth their
facility and covered all tracks.

So, Cecaelia was trying
to create genetically engineered super soldiers? said Kim. She
licked her lips. Theoretically, what would you do if you
discovered they had created some?

We would try to
capture any such products and secure them at a government facility,
said Dr. Director. They would have to be
reprogrammed and evaluated.

Evaluated for what?
demanded Kim. She didnt like how easily the one-eyed woman
referred to people children in such dehumanized terms.

To see whether they
could be of use to Global Justice, said
Dr. Director. If not, the operatives would
probably be too dangerous to release into civilian population and
would have to be scrubbed.

Scrubbed you
mean killed, said Kim, harshly. Something about the word did not
sit well with her. The back of her neck where her barcode was,
in fact suddenly itched. X3N-a and S1Y-as eyes were wide.

If you want to put it
that way, said Dr. Director. Now, Kim, I must insist where
did you hear about Cecaelia?

I was attacked at
the mall today, said Kim. A guy grabbed me, claimed he wanted a
DNA sample for Cecaelia. I refused, we fought, he ran away in a van.
License plate G3N-14, she said, adding the real license plate to
the mixture of lies and truth she was telling.

Ok, well investigate
this, said Dr. Director. Anything else?

No, said Kim, and
hit the button on the Kimmunicator to close the call. Ok, Global
Justice is out, said Kim firmly.

You dont think the
twerps would be happy working for Global Justice? asked Bonnie.

Bonnie, were
products of Cecaelia also. Theyd want to evaluate us
as well, said Kim. Trust me, GJ already has an interest in me
as it is, and thats as a normal person. If they find out
you and I are actually products, our lives as we know them are
over.

If Cecaelia does know
about you two, its too dangerous to stay, said Dr. Anne
Possible. Were going to have to relocate, Anne couldnt
hide a wince at the thought of having to change her identity, again,
and relocate.

No, said Kim. Dr.
Director is probably already suspicious now. If all of us run, shell
find us. Itll be much easier if Bonnie and I leave, instead of
both of our families.

Wait, why do I
have to go? demanded Bonnie.

The guy grabbed your
purse. The kids said that you were one of the two targets. Face it,
they know who you are, said Kim. Do you really want to see your
mom, dad, or sisters any further in this mess?

Well, my sisters,
maybe, said Bonnie. She sighed. What do we need to do?

What about us? asked
X3N-a. S1Y-a had moved closer to her, and was now clinging to the
black haired girl for comfort.

Kim tilted her head. It
would mean calling in a lot of favors with Wade, but she had the
solution. It was crazy, off the wall, and Bonnie was going to hate
it. It was perfect.

Were going to be one
happy little family, said Kim.

* * *

Kim had only gone part way
through explaining her idea when Tawnie Rockwaller arrived, forcing
Kim to start over explaining her idea. All great ideas sound a little
crazy at first. Even Kim had to admit her idea sounded a lot crazy.

Wait, hold up. You
want us to pretend to be a lesbian couple? demanded Bonnie. I
mean, Ive always had my suspicions about you switch-hitting, but
us? And where did we
get the kids. Adoption?

Well, ok, maybe I was
bi,

Mm hmm, Bonnie
hummed knowingly.

got pregnant with
twins, then we hooked up when the guy dumped me, said Kim. Look,
I cant watch those kids alone. Were much safer staying
together. Wade can make us up new identities, add a few years to our
age. Cecaelia would never find us that way.

I hate to say this,
said Mrs. Dr. Possible. But Kims plan does make a certain
amount of sense. She and Tawnie were sitting in a couch in her
office, snuggled up close together.

Well, given how
different the two girls look, it would make more sense for Kim and
Bonnie to each have gotten knocked up, then get together to support
each other, suggested Tawnie.

Mum! How can you
suggest Id be a a slut!
Bonnie cried, aghast.

Oh, like I should be
the only slut in this relationship? Kim demanded, crossing her
arms.

Only supposed sluts,
said Anne. Despite the seriousness of the situation, she was finding
their reactions amusing. On paper. She and Tawnie winked
mischievously.

Now Bon-Bon, dont
try to take any moral high ground, Tawnie admonished, equally
amused. Your father and I interrupted enough of your dates that
you have no real leg to stand on in that regard.

Kim simply raised an
eyebrow at Bonnie.

Argh! Fine!
Ill be a slut too. So, what would you expect us to do once we
supposedly shack up? demanded Bonnie.

Go to college, said
Kim. Were both close to graduation. All we need to do is find a
college thats open to alternative life styles, ace the SATs, and
enroll. If nothing else, that gives us four years to build our cover
and decide what to do.

It could work, said
Tawnie. If this is what you two girls really want to do, I know
Annie Fannie and I will do anything we can to help you.

Much to Kims shock, her
mother actually blushed. Tawnie! Dont call me that in front of
the girls.

Aw, you know you love
it, said Tawnie, giving Annes bottom a gentle pinch.

Bonnie frowned. Kims
idea was crazy, it would never work. It was only a matter of time
before even Kim realized it was ridiculous. Still Bonnie might be
able to have some fun with this, at Kims expense, before shed
have to admit how lame it was. Ok fine, Kim, said Bonnie.
Anything, just so I dont have to keep watching my mum feel up
your mom.

S1Y-a and I will do
whatever you order, said X3N-a. The two little girls had been so
quiet that Kim, Bonnie, Anne, and Tawnie had almost forgotten about
them.

Really now, Kim
squatted, bringing her face level to theirs. Dont you have,
like, a code or something to report back to your team and handlers?

S1Y-a returned the gaze
with eyes that had an un-childish seriousness in their depths. Our
team left us behind. Thats never supposed to happen. Were
trained to follow the orders of the oldest and thats you. That
youve managed to evade recapture all this time says how much
better than Sea Witch you both are, the girl was solemn. It was
obvious that Sea Witch was the best they could do instead of
struggling with Cecaelia.

Well, the first thing
is you two need new names, said Kim. Hmmm how about Xena and
Sonya?

The two young
girls nodded acceptingly.

Its got to be better
then Bonnie, said Bonnie.

Whats wrong with
Bonnie? I think its a very nice name, said Kim.

Do you have any idea
how many times I heard Bonnie wee lass when I was growing up?
demanded Bonnie. Then, in high school, I had to dump Clyde Stale
just because of the jokes.

If you two are going to
do this, you need to work out a lot of details, said Anne. Just
in case Global Justice or Cecaelia questions us, it may be best for
us not to know too many of the details.

How about Anne and I
take Xena and Sonya out to Planet Pizza while you two girls discuss
it? offered Tawnie.

Whats pizza?
asked the newly renamed Sonya.

Its the food of the
Goddess, said Tawnie. Well, after chocolate, anyway.

Ok, said Kim, to
Xena and Sonya. Your mission is to infiltrate the local Planet
Pizza, obeying instructions from my mom and Mrs. Rockwaller.

Xena and Sonya both nodded
seriously. Good girls, said Kim.

Bonnie waited until Anne,
Tawnie, Xena, and Sonya had left Annes office before speaking
again. If you want us to pretend to have a lesbian relationship,
let me make it clear: Im
the butch.

Kim shrugged. Sure, why
not? You’re already the bitch.

Bonnie smirked. Oh,
youre sooo going to pay for that comment, sweetheart.

* * * * *

Sonya promptly fell in
love with pizza, managing to wolf down more slices then Mrs. Dr.
Possible would have believed possible even after all her
experience with Ron. Xena was more cautious, sniffing each slice
before cautiously nibbling at it. Neither girl seamed to regard the
indoor playground as anything interesting, but both girls eyes
went wide when Anne gave them a handful of tokens and showed them the
shooting games. Sonya had needed to drag a chair and then a booster
seat over, but she was now happily playing Snooper Scope, and racking
up a worryingly high score. Xena was feeding tokens two at a time
into 51 Areas, so she could use both guns at once. Xena had looked
first at Mobile Home of the Dead, but had passed on the game when she
realized it was out of sight of where Sonya was playing Snooper
Scope.

With the girls occupied,
Tawnie and Anne were free to snuggle together in a dimly lit booth
and talk. Is it just me, or did Bonnie agree awfully easily?
asked Anne.

Hey, it was your
daughter who suggested it, said Tawnie. She smiled, to take any
sting out of the words. Under the table, she placed one hand on
Annes knee and let in move slowly up Annes leg. Remember how
the two of them were when you first brought them over?

Yeah, said Anne.
She spread her knees apart, allowing Tawnies hand to slip between
her thighs. They wouldnt go more then two feet from each other
kept holding hands when they thought we couldnt see them. I
wonder, if it might have been better for Kim and Bonnie if wed let
them grow up closer together.

For all we know,
separating them was the only thing that kept Cecaelia from finding
them sooner, said Tawnie. We made the best choices we could.

I know Im just a
compulsive worrier, said Anne.

Well, I know a way to
make you stop worrying, said Tawnie, smiling and slipping her hand
further up Annes skirt.

Ooh…,” Anne
moaned softly. Id love that, Tawnie, but I have to explain all
this to James and the twins tonight .

Another night then,
Tawnie said, pulling her hand back.

Its a date,
Anne took a large sip of soda to calm down. Lets get the new
rug rats and see how my Bubble Butt and your Bon-Bon are making out.

Oh, if only they
would! Tawnie giggled, Make out, that is.

* * * * *

Wade had been enlisted and
was busy trying to set up two new identities. Their mothers were
watching the two girls. This left Bonnie and Kim to discuss the
important details.

Come on, California.
Fun, Sun, and already open to alternative lifestyles, said Bonnie.

Boston has more
prestigious schools, said Kim.

Lets flip a coin,
said Bonnie. Heads we go to California, tails Boston. Ok?

Fine, said Kim.

* * *

So were renting a
beach house, instead of an apartment, said Bonnie.

Thats the third
quarter flip in a row youve won, said Kim accusingly.

Coincidence, said
Bonnie, slipping her double-headed quarter away.

How are we supposed to
afford a beach house? demanded Kim.

You handle the new
identities, Ill handle the financing, said Bonnie, confidently.

Ok, I think Ive
found the perfect place for you two, said Wade, via the
Kimmunicator. Its a former lighthouse, converted to a private
home. Away from other homes, just in case Cecaelia comes looking. On
the beach, no way for Cecaelia to sneak up on you, with a private
dock for a boat for a getaway without depending on a land-based
escape.

Go for it, said
Bonnie. The rest of the details we can discuss later.

Im not so sure,
said Kim. Ive got some things I have to take care of.

* * *

Ron and Kim sat in the
back of the practically antique DC-3. The plane was currently flying
over Venezuela. Whats up, Kim? asked Ron. Usually you
wait until the super villains do anything, but the last week youve
gone preemptive. Weve already busted Dr. Drakken, Shego, Frugal
Lucre, Dr. Dementor, DNAmy, and Motor Ed.

Its just something I
have to do, said Kim. Ron have you ever wondered what you
would do without me? If I suddenly had to just leave one day?

Is something wrong?
asked Ron. Are you sick?

No! said Kim. Just
.

Were over Angel
Falls, the pilot reported, over the intercom.

Kim stood up, checking her
rocket pack. It would just have enough fuel to get her from the plane
down to the base Seor Senior Sr. had constructed, right next to the
worlds tallest waterfall. Lets go, Ron, she said.

* * *

Kim and Ron easily
threaded their way through the bases various death traps, finding
themselves In Seniors office just in time to see the old Spanish
gentlemen climbing a ladder to the roof.

Kim and Ron followed him
up the ladder. Atop the metal roof, Kim could see a large powerboat,
carrying Seniors henchmen, motoring away.

Looks like you missed
your ride, Seor Senior Sr! Kim shouted tauntingly, trying to be
heard over the plunging falls.

Kim Possible!
shouted Seor Senior Sr. You should know I never take public
transportation! He pointed upwards. Kim and Ron looked, seeing a
black helicopter approaching. Fare thee well, Ms. Possible!

Not this time! Kim
shouted, and ran across the metal roof. Ron followed, slower and more
cautiously. The metal panels were slick with the mist from the falls.

The black helicopter
hovered overhead, lowering a ladder. Seor Senior Sr. was reaching
for the ladder when Kim Possible tackled him. The two began rolling
along the metal surface, each struggling to get the upper head.
Finally, they broke apart. Kim was breathing heavily. Busting a major
villain a day (twice on Sunday, with Drakken and Shego) was taking
its toll on her. Senior gripped the metal railing running around the
top of the base for support. Ms. Possible, prepare to die.

Kim Possible snarled and
lunged for Seor Senior Sr. At the last moment, he dodged to the
side and gave Kim an extra shove, sending Kim hurtling over the rail
and toward the mists below.

Kim!
shouted Ron.

Kim twisted in mid-air,
even as she plunged downwards. She pulled her grappling gun and
fired. The hook sailed up toward the metal railing and fell short.
Grappling hook, gun, and girl all plunged into the mists below.

Seor Senior Sr. turned,
ignoring the ladder dangling near by. Now for you, Mr.
Stoppable, Senior started to say, but was interrupted as Rons
fist connected with his jaw, spending Senior sprawling back onto the
roof in a daze.

Ron pulled his Ron Com
out, franticly punching in the code to contact Global Justice. Its
Ron Stoppable. Send a search and rescue team to find Kim Possible,
immediately. Oh, and send someone to pick up the garbage.

* * *

He has a broken jaw,
reported the paramedic, examining Seor Senior Sr.

He must have slipped
and fallen, said Ron, rubbing his knuckles.

Riiight, said the
paramedic. Well fix him up at the hospital and then deliver him
to jail.

Ok, said Ron. Im
going to join the search crew.

Good luck, said the
paramedic. But those falls I dont know how even Kim Possible
could survive. Youd be lucky to ever find a body.

Ron turned, silent, and
joined the searchers.