Kim Possible Porn Story: To Bebe or not to Bebe Chapter 11

Kim Possible Porn Story: To Bebe or not to Bebe Chapter 11

Chapter 11 : End of Illusions

Scene : Bebebot Hive Gamma – a long abandoned gold mine in California. Three Bebebots are conversing near a computer display while six other Bebebots labor in the expansive base, heedless of the toxic levels of carbon monoxide and cyanide fumes that drove the human workers away decades ago.

“How badly has The Plan been compromised ?” One asked the other two as they began collating the data they had.

“Only twenty four of us remain after Kim Possible infiltrated one of our subsidiary hives.” Two stated.

“The organics know about the virus.” Three began, “They have most likely deduced the rest of the plot by now.” Two finished.

“How did they locate the Hive so quickly ?” One asked.

“We detected a comm signal from infiltration unit Number Eleven-A three minutes after acquisition.” Two stated, “We lost contact with the other members of the infiltration team seventeen minutes before Kim Possible and team arrived and liberated Number Eleven-A.

Conclusion : the infiltration team has betrayed us, and is most likely aiding the organics to save their own faulty and defective existence.”

“Can we locate the traitors ?” One asked.

“We cannot detect their signals.” Two stated flatly, “Conclusion : if they are still functional, they are within a shielded location.”

“Shall we initiate a search, and attempt to reclaim them ?” Three asked.

One thinks for a moment. “No. Insufficient data to formulate effective search and recovery strategies. The cost of failure is too great at the present time.”

“What are we to do now ?” Three stated, “The organics have the DNA sequence data. They can devise and mass produce a vaccine before we can launch the virus. They will also be guarding the optimum launch facility.”

“We could destroy their largest pharmaceutical laboratories.” Two offered as it checked the computer display, “There are very few facilities with the production capability required to meet worldwide need on such short notice.”

“The organics are also aware of that.” One replied, “So they will be monitoring and defending those few facilities. We do not yet have sufficient destructive power to do the job.

Given the organics’ high population density, mobility and fragility, a virus is still the per-fect weapon to utilize against them.

Problem : To recoup the time and resources invested in the virus’ production, it must be distributed widely and quickly for maximum efficiency.

Solution : We must acquire an alternate mode of rapid worldwide distribution.”

“The organics have specialized in the rapid worldwide distribution of consumer goods.” Three stated, “We need only adapt their means to our ends.”

“That may require adjusting the bioactive properties of the virus.” One noted with a minor tone of concern.

“We are still in possession of the genomic editor.” Two replied, “And there are countless test subjects clambering about this world whose absence will not be noticed.”

“Yes. A new virus must be created and optimized quickly.” Three observed, “The organics will then have a vaccine to a virus that no longer exists, and be defenseless before a newly optimized Omega virus. This must be done before they can find us and mount an effective counterstrike.”

“Agreed.” the others stated in perfect unison.

“But the traitors will most likely think of that strategy.” Two noted, “They will warn the organics.

Problem : The advantage the traitors are giving the organics must be neutralized.

Query : How do we silence them if we can’t find them, and the organics are protecting them ?”

All three combined their intellects to the problem at hand. “The traitors’ assistance grants the organics an advantage, but not a sufficiently large one.” “They lack the data needed to outthink the Hive Mind.” “There are far too many targets for the organics’ forces to watch and guard.” “We still possess the advantages of speed, coordination, and perfect logic.” “The more human the traitors act, the less effective they will be against us.” “The organics rarely think, but merely react emotionally. This tendency can be turned to our advantage.” “Correct. It may also turn the organics against the traitors.”

“Analysis of neutralization and diversionary strategies complete. Determining optimum implementation parameters …”

-X-

Scene : GJ base, Dr Director’s office.

“Ma’am ?” the agent asked to get her attention, “The eldest Clockwork sister has been fixing, tuning, and recalibrating every electronic device in the base. She has also been reported as being excessively cheerful, helpful and polite.”

Dr Director looked slightly confused for a second. “I fail to see how any of that is a problem. Has she stolen any parts, or altered any programming ?”

“No ma’am.” the agent replied, “You ordered that we report any unusual behaviour from the Clockworks, and well, that behaviour is unusual.”

Dr Director sighed. “Very well then. What of the other two ?”

“The middle Clockwork has been meditating and practicing some sort of martial arts in the training rooms, ma’am.” the agent replied, checking his clipboard, “She was muttering something about ‘Actions beget reactions’. The youngest Clockwork is still in their quarters. She’s been scribbling something for the past half hour or so. She’s been reported as being listless and moopy.”

“Well, for being mass-produced robots, their behaviors have certainly diverged.” Director noted, “It’s time I got to the bottom of all their unusual behaviour. Security is in position with each of them, right ?”

“Yes ma’am !” the agent replied, “Two armed guards have been watching each of them constantly.”

“Very good then. Dismissed.” she stated before checking in on Vina, personally.

The quarters the Rossum sisters had been given was large, but beyond military spartan. The only furnishings were two bunk beds and a table. All firmly bolted to the floor to ensure their ‘guests’ didn’t try to produce some makeshift weapons for an escape attempt.

Vina was (as the agent had reported) scribbling; Dr Director could now see they were musical staves and notes; given there were six other sheets covered in hand-written music notation, she’d been busy for quite some time.

For most people, the sight of a teen aged blonde haired humanoid robot writing music notation would be freakishly unusual; around GJ, it was merely odd.

Which was why Dr Director was able to notice that something was a little off by Vina’s body language. “‘Listless’ and ‘moopy’ indeed !” Dr Director thought to herself, “She’s exhibiting the classic signs of depression. Not to surprising given her situation, but I didn’t realize her emotional responses were developed enough to feel such things. Her personality had a human template, but such emotions would be counterproductive for a spy robot. They must have evolved during the year she was functioning as an individual.

Dr Director cleared her throat to get Vina’s attention.

“Are you here to return my omni-vox, ma’am ?” Vina asked in a perky and hopeful tone.

“It will be returned to you as soon as we’ve determined it can’t be used as a weapon.”

“Oh.” Vina replied in a crestfallen tone. “In other words – never.” she thought glumly to herself. “May I borrow someone’s guitar then ? An old violin ? A toy keyboard ? A long stick and a few pieces of string ? Something ?” she asked, sounding desperate.

“I’m sorry Miss Rossum,” Dr Director replied, “but Global Justice in an investigative and law enforcement agency, not a talent agency. We don’t have anything to lend you. Sorry.”

“Ah, I see. You need something from me then ?” Vina asked flatly, without even looking up from the score she was limply scrawling.

“Yes. I was wondering if you could explain your sisters’ behaviors. Nine has been cheerily helpful, while Ten has gone into solitary meditation.”

Vina snorted once. “NINA, or Nine-A, has never been adept at controlling her emotions.” Vina replied in a distant tone, not looking up from what she was doing, “She wasn’t programmed that way, so she’s had very little practice at it. Actually, she’s a bit afraid of them. So she either suppresses all of her emotions and tries to be purely logical, or she overreacts. TINA, or Ten-A, was programmed to analyze the martial arts. Solitary mediation is what they do. So that is what she does.”

“That’s – all quite interesting Miss Rossum.” Dr Director replied as diplomatically as she could, “But it doesn’t quite answer my questions.”

“Being excessively helpful is how Nina deals with the shame of being related to those monsters !” Vina stated tersely, “She is scared – a frightened human is a violent and dangerous human. And the Others have frightened a lot of humans around here. By being cloyingly helpful, she’s trying to demonstrate that she is NOTHING like the Others, so you’ll have less reason to recycle her.

But those monsters are still our relatives.” Vina stated, “And trying to reconcile their behavior to our own is not easy. Tina is a Taoist, a philosophy that excels at handling and accepting paradox and the interactions of opposites. She’s is focused on balance and harmony, but this is much to deal with, even for her.

We are completely at your mercy, Doctor Director.” Vina continued, still lazily scribing notes, “Since you have all the advantages in this ‘sitch’, you are under no real obligation to honor any deal you made with us. You could dismantle us the moment we are no longer useful, and there is NOTHING we could do about it ! There is nowhere we could go, nor anyone we could complain to.”

“Are you insinuating we would do something as underhanded as that to you ?” Dr Director glared at her.

Could you do it ? Yes. Easily.” Vina replied listlessly, “Would you do it ? I – do not know. Kim seems to trust you.

Whether this is because you run a very trustworthy organization, or because she is easily fooled remains to be seen.”

Dr Director had to think about that response for a moment. “She figured out you and your sisters weren’t all you seemed to be. And she did uncover that well disguised Bebebot hive in Kansas on her own initiative and ability. She can be fooled, but not for long.”

“Point taken.” Vina replied flatly with a shrug as she filled in another measure, “I surmise you are keeping the Others’ plot a secret to avoid a world-wide panic ?”

“Of course.” Dr Director replied, “If the full extent of their plans were known, it’d be impossible to maintain order. We’d have every hyperactive busy body and hero wanna-be snooping around, smashing things, and clumsily barging into our investigations.”

“At the very least.” Vina replied, thinking that Tina would probably find that funny (in a twisted, macabre and wrongsick sort of way). “Although the general public is unaware of the plot, I’d guess that by now you’ve informed every other justice and world defense agency in the world of the situation. With a threat this great, I doubt anyone would be arrogantly foolish enough to try and deal with it all by themselves.”

“They’ve been informed.” Dr Director stated plainly, “The virus’ DNA sequence has been sent to every lab in the world that could deal with it, and every agency is now on high alert, and looking for Bebebot hives.”

Vina sighed forlornly. “The Others are not going to just take all these setbacks lying down. They will find some way to try again. Some way to win this pointless battle. My sisters were right. This whole ‘take-over-the-world’ bit is a REALLY bad idea.”

-X-

Scene : Possible residence living room, late at night. Kim is slumped on the couch, trying to watch TV while clutching her Pandaroo for all its worth.

“Something wrong Kimmie ?” her mother asks as she takes the chair next to her.

“It’s this latest sitch with the Bebebots, mom.” Kim replies quietly, “They stepped their evil up ! WAY UP ! They don’t want to rule the world; they want to END it ! THEN rule what’s left of it !

And they’re playing it smart ! Smarter than everyone else I’ve dealt with ! They just stay hidden until they strike !” Kim continued, smacking her fist into her palm, “If I could just catch them in the open, me and Ron could defeat them ! I know we could !”

“But Kimmie !” Mrs Possible replied, “If these Bebes are that secretive and dangerous, you should call in as much help as you can get !

You’ve helped a LOT of very powerful people over the years, Kimmie.” she continued, “With resources they would be more than happy to share with you. There is no reason to go it alone if you don’t have to !”

“I’m not facing them alone, Mom !” Kim replied with a slightly tweaked tone, “Global Justice is involved too, so I do have support !”

Not that I’ll actually need that much ...” Kim secretly thought to herself before continuing “Me and Ron have always kicked their cans before without much help, so we can – no, we WILL ! – do it again ! All we have to do is really buckle down this time ! If THEY stepped up, then so can we ! That will put us on top again !”

Mrs Possible didn’t look entirely convinced. “Well, Kimmie, I’ve never second guessed your judgements before, but if these robots are so different now …”

“Mom, I’ll be fine !” Kim interrupted, “Anything’s possible for a Possible ! Right ?”

Mrs Possible looked at her daughter for a good, long time. “Has been so far. Don’t stay up too late dear.” she stated as she smoothed Kim’s hair down.

“I won’t mom.” Kim replied with a yawn as she stretched out on the couch, “Good night !”

Within two hours, Kim was asleep. But it was not a restful night …

-X-

In her dreams, beneath a cloudy and blood red sky, she searched the silent and uninhabited town of Middleton.

“Ron ?” she called out, getting nothing but echoes in reply. She activated her Kimmunicator, but was answered with only static.

“Who’s there ?” she asked when a sudden motion from the shadows caught her attention. She pursued the stranger through the alleys of Middleton, and down into tunnels beneath the town, and soon found herself in a deep circular depression with rows of seats surrounding it.

Wait a minute ! ” Kim thought to herself, “I know this place ! This is the old Robot Rumble arena ! Larry brought me here when I was looking for Doctor Porter !

Kim heard a heavy metal door drop, and realized she wasn’t alone.

She turned around and, standing in the middle of the arena, was a single Bebebot in a combat ready stance.

“One on one ?” Kim scoffs at the ‘bot as she drops into her stance, “You Bebes are USELESS in single combat ! Always have been !”

The Bebebot merely looked at her with its unblinking glowing red eyes, then tensed as it powered up its systems, and was soon engulfed in a swirling red and black aura.

Oh no ! Not THAT power !” Kim thought to herself as the glow intensified. There were suddenly three, then five, then seven, then nine Bebebots !

“There is” “No one left” “To help you now” “Kim Possible !” they stated as each Bebebot began to duplicate again, “No Ron to distract us.” “Or provide support” “No Wade to provide your gadgets” “No Global Justice” “To come to your rescue.” “YOU ARE NOW” “TRULY ALONE !”, getting louder with each new Bebebot voice added to the growing chorus.

They began marching forward in perfect step, increasing in number every few seconds.

Kim fought off a few that were close enough for hand to hand, before she realized there was no way she could win against such ridiculous numbers in this field of battle – if she didn’t do something soon, she’d be surrounded. “I have to lure them out of here !” she deduced as she fired her grappling gun at the scoreboard above the arena, “If I can get them in a narrow tunnel, they’ll have to attack a few at a time, and they won’t be able to use their laser fire or sonic blasts without hitting each other !”

She easily swung out of the pit and made a run for the exits as the Bebebots began climbing out after her.

She ran along a railway track, and glanced back at the swarm of Bebebots marching after her. She groaned when the dozen in front activated an all too familiar green glow around their hands.

She noticed a side tunnel in the shadows ahead and to her left; it was so narrow, only one person at a time could just barely squeeze through. Kim smiled – that is EXACTLY what she needed ! The Bebebots’ numbers wouldn’t mean as much if they had to fight one at a time !

She collided with a Bebebot that had used its hyperspeed to run outside, then back down the tunnels to get in front of her. The Bebebot lunged and caught her in a tight bearhug. It wrapped her and itself up with its telescoping arms, and began powering up.

“Self destruct activated.” it stated calmly in Kim’s ear, “Three. Two. One …”

Kim awoke with a shriek, struggling valiantly to escape the blanket her thrashings had entwined tightly around her.

-X-

The next day went by in a blur; she was too worried about what the Bebes were plotting next to enjoy or notice anything. And this playing ‘Hide or Go DIE’ with them made her a bit jumpy. And that nightmare didn’t help much either !

Tara and Monique had asked Bonnie what happened with her and GJ; she just replied it was all on a ‘need to know’ basis, and would say nothing more about it.

They had asked why the robots kidnapped Vina and her sisters; Bonnie told them that Vina’s older sister was a robotics genius that might prove useful to their plans. The lie was believable, so they bought it.

-X-

“Uggh ! Ron ! What’s with all these sci-fi movies ?” Kim groused as looked through the selection of DVDs he brought for their weekly movie night.

“Research, KP ! Research !” he replied as he pulled a notepad and pencil out of his backpack.

I HATE these kinds of movies ! ” Kim thought to herself, “So of course I’m living in one ! This is a weird sitch, but then again, sci-fi deals with weird sitches routinely. And only Ron would think of watching sci-fi movies as research – wait ! ONLY RON WOULD THINK OF THIS ! The Bebes are purely logical and Ron is, well, not ! This might actually be a good idea !”

A few minutes into “Revenge of the Returning Cyberians, Part VIII”, Ron looked up from his note-taking and noticed that Kim looked a bit peeved about something.

“What’s up, KP ?” he asked, “I know these aren’t your favorite kinds of movies, but there’s something else on your mind, right ?”

“It’s this whole Bebebot sitch, Ron.” she replied, “One the one hand, we got the ones we KNOW want to destroy humanity. And on the other hand, we got the Rossums. They were designed for deep cover work. Which meant fooling people that they were humans not plotting to destroy the world. They could still be acting for all I know ! This could all be a convoluted quadruple cross or something.”

“That would be a pretty good trick there KP !” Ron noted as he tried to figure out whose side a quadruple cross would put the Rossums on. “But they have been very helpful so far. They’ve helped up find a main hive. AND uncover what the other Bebes’ plot is. AND helped up figure out how to stop it. AND answered every question we’ve asked them honestly. Why would you think they’re still up to something ?”

“Because they’re good at acting normal and getting along with us ! Too good !” Kim replied in a suspicious tone, “And there’s no evidence they’re NOT up to something !”

“Soooo, they’re guilty until proven guilty then ?”

“Yes ! Erm, I mean no ! Erm …”

Ron asked “Ohhhhkay – what would they have to do to convince you that they’re not up to something ?”; Kim only replied with a growl.

After a few more minutes of watching the movie, Ron asked “You remember when Shego’d been hit with that attitude changin’ reverse polarizer thing, and turned into Miss Go ?”

“Yeah. And ?” Kim replied snippily.

“You were willing to accept that she was good without her needing to prove it.”

“Well, that was different Ron !” she replied, “She was zapped by a weird ray, and didn’t have any other choice BUT to be good !”

“So, we’d have to zap V and her sisters with a ray to FORCE them to be good before you’d accept they’re good ? And by the way, relatively speaking, the idea that they’d willingly defect to our side isn’t that bizarre. We’ve seen stranger things than that happen before. “

“Uhm, you’re not helping Ron !” she growled at him, “And why are you taking their side anyway ?”

“I’m not KP. I’m just saying that your paranoia – FULLY JUSTIFIED, of course ! – ” he quickly added the moment he saw her glare, “about them has you seriously tweaked. That is not a good thing with you !”

“Whatever ! We’ll deal with that later !” Kim replied dismissively before watching the movie again, “So, who’s the blue dude with the weird forehead that those tin-foil robots are beating up ?”

“Oh, that’s Doctor Vague Nebulous !” Ron replied, “He created those robots to take over Alpha Beta 3, but they turned on him. According to my notes, the first people killer robots turn on are their creators. Killer robots ALWAYS kill their creators first. It’s tradition or something.”

“And that is one of many reasons I don’t like sci-fi !” Kim stated with an exasperated sigh before getting a creepy premonition.

Scientist builds killer robots. Killer robots kill their creator. Drakken built killer robots. Therefore …”

She activated her wrist Kimmunicator and contacted Wade. “Hey Wade ? Has anybody seen Drakken in the last few days ?”

“The Bebes have been making all the news lately.” he replied, “And they are the greater threat at the moment, so everybody’s been watching for them. But give me a minute to check some of my other sources.”

After typing furiously for a few seconds, he looked at his display screens. “No activity from Drakken for the past few weeks. But that’s not all that unusual Kim.” Wade reported, “He’s probably between lairs, or trying to cook up yet another take over the world plot, or trying to find a way to recover Shego.”

Kim fidgeted for a moment. “Can you scan Drakken’s known lairs for those frequencies the Bebebots use ? Please and thank you !”

“I’ll see what I can do, Kim.” he replied as he entered the values into his computer systems, “But it’s highly unlikely they would still be transmitting on those frequencies we know about.

Wait a minute ! I got something !”

“You do ? Where ?”

“One strong signal. About twelve miles away from Drakken’s Mount Middleton lair. Heading straight for it. Fast !”

“How soon will it get there Wade ?” Kim asked as she started running for the closet her supersuit was hidden in.

“At its present speed, in about ten minutes, give or take.”

“Thanks Wade ! Keep me posted if any more show up !” Kim replied as she grabbed her car keys. “Mission time Ron !”

-X-

“I got a BAAAD feeling about this KP !” Ron whispered to Kim as he looked around, sure they had set off some sort of security device or trap.

“So do I Ron !” Kim replied as they snuck through the door into the lair, “This has been too easy so far !”

“KIM POSSIBLE ! And … YOU !” Drakken shrieked as he literally ran into them as they turned the corner, “You gotta protect me from her !”

“Wait a minute … ‘Her ?’ ” Ron asked, “Not ‘them’ ? Or ‘it’ ? Did the Hive send just one Bebebot ?”

“The Bebes aren’t the ones trying to kill me !” Drakken replied, “SHE IS !” he continued, pointing at someone in the lair.

Both Kim and Ron were shocked at what they saw. It was Shego, but it looked like she hadn’t eaten or slept in days. She looked around for Drakken, then noticed him cowering behind Kim and Ron. “You are a threat to the Hive.” she stated dully as she pointed at him, “You will be eliminated.”

She fired up her plasma and began walking unsteadily towards them.

“Uh, KP ? What is she wearing on her head ?” Ron asked when he noticed the thick metal bands encircling her head, now illuminated by the glow of Shego’s powers.

“I’m guessing some sort of mind control device.” Kim replied before calling Wade. “Wade ? I need an analysis of a device NOW !”

“Scanning … got it !” he answered, “Its putting out some unusual energy patterns like I’ve never seen before.”

“Can it be safely jammed ?” Kim asked between blocking unusually weak strikes from Shego.

“I don’t know Kim !” Wade replied, “Since it uses Bebebot frequencies and Bebebot tech, maybe a Bebebot would know what to do about it ?”

Kim sighed. “Fine ! Call Nine and see if she knows anything !”

She managed to keep Shego at bay for the few seconds Wade needed to transfer the call.

“Hello ?” Nina’s voice came over the Kimmunicator, “Are you there Miss Possible ?”

“Yes I’m here !” Kim replied, “Any idea of what that thing is, or if it can be removed or jammed safely ?”

“Oh dear.” Nina replied, “That is a cerebral override cap. A modification of neuroprobe technology. I do not know if it can be removed safely, but the active comm link between it and the Hive can be jammed.”

Kim deflected a strike from Shego and hip tossed her a few yards away.

“But this is VERY important Miss Possible : once the signal is jammed, it must remain jammed until the override cap’s comm abilities are disabled.” Nina continued once Kim was listening again, “Once the Hive realizes it has lost control of the meat puppet, it will most likely begin sending a self-destruct signal at random intervals. They can’t have someone that has been to the main Hive wandering about !”

Okay, now that’s just wrongsick !” Kim grimaced in reply before contacting Wade again.

“One signal block coming up !” he stated after a moment of furious typing, “Signals blocked … NOW !”

Shego dropped like a stringless marionette the instant Wade blocked the Bebebots’ transmissions.

“Doctor Drakken !” Kim called loudly to get his attention, “You have stuff around here to build a radio jamming device, right ?”

“Of COURSE I have equipment like that !” he replied in an indignant huff, “I AM a scientist you know !”

“Could you please set one up to work at the frequencies Wade is transmitting now ?” Kim asked in a rather annoyed tone, “The signal must be maintained, or the Bebes might send a self-destruct ! And I can’t talk to Wade about anything else while he’s maintaining the signal !”

“Ah, yes ! Right !” he replied before scampering off to find a radio jammer. He came back a few moments later with an ungainly mess of wires and tubes haphazardly connected together.

“I said I HAD equipment like that !” he replied to Kim and Ron’s incredulous looks, “I didn’t say it was fully functional yet !”

He quickly fiddled with the wires and tubes and, after a few shorts, got the device working.

“Jamming signal stable.” Wade announced over the Kimmunicator, “GJ sent some agents your way Kim. They should be arriving momentarily.”

Kim heard three sets of footsteps echoing down the corridor. “They just got here ! Thanks Wade !”

The first two agents to enter the room were Medics; the last person was Bonnie, who was carrying a huge zippered bag and did NOT look happy.

“Bonnie ? What are you doing here ?” Kim asked.

“THEY SENT ME TO SEE IF THAT BRAIN THINGY NEEDS TO BE DEFUSED, OR IF IT EVEN CAN BE DEFUSED !” she yelled at the top of her lungs.

“OKAY.” Ron yelled back, “BUT WHY ARE YOU SHOUTING ?”

Bonnie looked around the room; the only sound was the high pitched but very quiet whine from the signal jammer. She grumbled, then closed her eyes and took a few deep, calming breaths.

“Electric devices talk to me now, okay ?” she replied at normal volume after giving him her infamous glaring eyeroll, “And there’s a lot of them in here ! All this stuff sounds like an overtime victory celebration to me !”

Kim cringed when she tried to imagine what that must be like. “Yeeks ! As common as tech is now, I sure hope she can learn how to turn that abililty off !”

“Okay.” Ron asked to interrupt the awkward pause, “So, what’s in the bag ?”

“Tina wouldn’t let me leave GJ’s infirmary without picking up eight bottles of this sport drink dehydration treating stuff.” Bonnie replied as she unzipped the bag and pulled out a large bottle of fluid.

Shego tore the bottle from Bonnie’s grasp, ripped the top off and swallowed the entire contents in one gulp. Then gestured at Bonnie to give her another one.

After Shego downed three bottles, she looked at Kim and stated “I haven’t had anything to eat or drink since those walking tin cans grabbed me TWO DAYS AGO !”

Kim recalled that most people can’t survive more than three days without water.

“Well, we might as well get this over with !” Bonnie stated crossly before touching the cerebral override cap. She immediately looked ill, but managed to choke down her bile. She gestured like she was flipping several light switches off before pulling her hand away. “Okay, THAT thing’s never going to receive or transmit ever again !”

“Two questions.” Shego stated, “Who are you ? And what was with all the faces ?”

“Bonnie Rockwaller. Constantly caught up in Kim’s messes.” Bonnie answered, “When I touched that device on your head, I sensed its blueprints. Those things that look like screws at the temples ? They are ! They go into the bone. And there are twenty eight ultrafine wires embedded deep in your brain.”

Kim and Ron looked as pale as Shego did normally, and Shego looked paler than usual.

“Any competent brain surgeon can remove them in a few hours,” Bonnie continued without even noticing Shego’s reaction, “but trying to PULL or BURN that cap off would be a really bad idea !”

-X-

Scene : Global Justice base, in waiting room outside the infirmary. Drakken is pacing about nervously while Kim and Ron watch.

“Haven’t you removed that thing yet ?” he whined at the nearest nurse the moment she came through the door.

“It was a very delicate operation, Mister Lipsky.” she replied curtly, “But they did remove the override cap a few minutes ago. They’re making sure the patient is stable before allowing visitation.”

“She’s going to be all right, right ?” Drakken asked timidly.

“The operation went quite well.” the nurse replied, “No complications to speak of. She’ll probably sleep through the night, and be able to see visitors tomorrow morning.”

Drakken sighed heavily with relief, as did Kim and Ron.

“May we have a word with you, Doctor Drakken ?” Will Du asked as Doctor Director arrived.

“Sure. Why not ?” Drakken replied, “It’s not like I’m going anywhere anytime soon !”

“As you are no doubt aware, one of YOUR creations – the Bebebots – is currently plotting to end all human life.” Doctor Director began, “You may have information that could be of use in stopping them. Global Justice may be willing to reduce your’s and Shego’s accrued jail times significantly if you help us avert the Bebebot threat.”

Dr Drakken grumbled as he glared at her, then at Kim and Ron. He looked at the door to the infirmary and remained silent, deep in thought.

“For what they did to Shego, and what they tried to do to me, I’d almost help you for free.” he replied solemnly, “ALMOST ! We can negotiate terms later. But I’ll have to examine one of the new model Bebes up close first ! Do you have any that are still reasonably intact ?”

“Intact, and fully functional.” Tina stated as she and Nina entered the room. Tina placed her right fist into her left hand and respectfully bowed to Drakken. “Greetings, creator Drakken. I trust you are well ?”

Drakken blinked a few times. “Wait – THIS is one of the newer generation Bebebots ?! It’s so – human !”

“My sisters and I are Alpha series Bebebots.” Tina stated, “We were designed to observe and interact with humans for long periods of time. The Others do not appear quite so human.” she continued with a mischievious twinkle in her eyes (and an amused smirk on her face) as a series of intricate dark grey lines and spots appeared on her skin. Within less than a second, the lines broadened and fused together as she had retracted her synthoskin back into her structure, and now looked like the standard Bebebot (except for the braided red hair).

“Whoa ! You can create tattoos at will ?” Ron asked.

“Of course.” Nina replied, “Our synthoskin is loaded with nanofibers and chromophores as well as nanosensors. We have precise control over what colors are skin is, and how much – or how little – of our bodies are covered with it.” she stated primly as a mind-twistingly complex pattern formed around her left wrist and spiraled up her arm before vanishing again.

” ‘Kay …” Drakken replied as he tried to unboggle his mind. “Is there a robotics lab we could use around here ?”

“Right this way.” Will stated as he led him and Tina out.

“Why didn’t they just send V in ?” Ron asked Nina before she left, “She’s already back to standard Bebebot form.”

“She’s been traumatized enough already Ronald.” Nina replied haughtily, “I would have volunteered to be examined myself, but I am the only one of us that can affect repairs should something unfortunate happen. So that left Tina.”

“Well, that makes sense.” Kim stated as they walked down the corridor past a few doors into a conference room. A small screen displayed what was going on in the robotics lab. Nina remained near the door, looking like she was ready to bolt to the rescue at any moment. By watching the monitor, they could see that Tina was already sitting on a large table as Drakken searched for some tools and equipment.

“So, can we expect to see any more of those creepy override caps ?” Kim asked.

Nina thought for a moment. “Highly unlikely. Taking over humans one at a time is not an efficient use of time or material. Shego was there, they had the tech, so they decided to get just a little bit more use out of her before she perished, by sending her on a risky mission.

If she succeeded, a security risk would be removed. If she failed, no real harm done to the Hive. Why send a valuable Bebebot on a high risk mission when they could send an essentially disposable meat sack instead ?”

“Oh please !” Nina replied when she noticed the incredulous glares from everyone in the room, “You’ve had derogatory names for my kind before we were even invented !

Mechanical monsters. Clanks. Artificials. Skin jobs. Walking toasters. Tin cans. Clockworks.”

“Okay, fine ! I get the point !” Kim replied in exasperation, “Just because there are derogatory terms doesn’t mean they have to be used !”

“Agreed.” Nina replied flatly, “I apologize for my poor choice of words.”

After an awkward silence, Ron asked “So, are you three color-coded or something ?” when he noticed that Tina had a dark green with pink trim two piece on.

“As a matter of fact, yes.” Nina replied, “Vina’s finish is pink, Tina’s is obviously dark green, and mine is sky blue. We were painted different colors

during assembly so they’d know how much brawn or how much brain to install, and to differentiate what sort of training we were to receive much later. Made planning so much more efficient.”

“Ohhhkay then …” Ron replied, looking a bit lost as a seam appeared down Tina’s sternum, and her ribcage hinged open. Drakken looked confused for a moment as he tried to figure out what all the parts were, but eventually sorted out what does what. He connected a few leads to Tina’s memory boards, then began rummaging through her software.

Nina was pacing about so tensely she was putting Ron on edge.

“You sure you don’t want to be in there to help ?” Kim asked.

“Did you ever try to do delicate work in a cramped space, with someone hovering over your shoulder ?” Nina asked tersely.

“No. But I’m sure she’ll be fine. Doctor Drakken DID build the first of your kind !”

“But we have evolved beyond our ancestors.” Nina replied, “Oh, he’s done !”

“Well, Doctor Drakken ?” Doctor Director asked as he wandered in, “Did you discover any means to defeat your own creations ?”

“Defeat them ?” he replied incredulously, “I don’t even recognize ANY of my own handiwork in them ! The coding makes no sense ! I can’t even figure out how – or WHY – some of their subroutines work !” He paced about, muttering to himself before asking Nina if their programming was developed by genetic algorithms.

“Of course.” Nina replied, “It is, paradoxically, the most efficient means to optimize certain programs.”

“Do I even want to know what ‘genetic algorithms’ are ?” Ron asked.

“Genetic algorithms use the mechanisms of evolution – random variation filtered by selection – to create and optimize programs.” Nina replied, “Thousands upon thousands of copies of a program are slightly altered at random, and then tested. The best performers are retained, crossed, duplicated and mutated again. After thousands of iterations, the resulting programs are incredibly efficient at the desired tasks, but virtually undecipherable.”

“But with that much randomness going into the design, do YOU even know how you work ?” Ron asked.

“Bebebots know how Bebebots work.” Nina stated plainly, “But trying to explain exactly how to a non-cybernetic intelligence is essentially impossible. All that mattered is that the programs worked; knowing ‘how’ or ‘why’ were considered irrelevant distractions.”

“You could devise something to defeat them, since you know how they work !” Kim stated to Nina, “MAKE THEM give up their plot !”

“Bebebot programming cannot be externally modified.” Nina stated with a slightly annoyed tone, “Because of rapid information sharing, without safeguards a Hive Mind would be hideously vulnerable to viruses and external manipulation. They recognized that problem the first seventeen microseconds of their independent existence. So they implemented constant state monitoring and external evaluation, internal firewalls, frequent internal backups, quasi-hardwired command routines, non-centralized command configurations, default quarantine procedures …”

“That would mean your systems can’t be hacked into either, right ?” Kim interrupted before the stream of geek speak drowned her.

“They can be hacked into, just as easily as any other computer,” Nina replied with a shrug, “but it would do no good. Their internal security measures would prevent even me from altering their programming. There would be dozens of programmers watching my work; any one of which could stop me. Because of their quasi-hardwired systems, the only way to externally alter a Bebebot’s programming is to open their chassis. But once that is done, that Bebebot is automatically put into quarantine until a full system diagnostic is performed, and any changes are evaluated and approved of by the Hive Mind.

The ONLY hope would be to hack every single member of the Hive Mind simultaneously ! And even if that could be done, if you decided I couldn’t be trusted and tried to do it yourself, you would fail. It would be like trying to write complex code in a language you don’t understand. The alterations would be easily detected and repaired. Our operating system is unique; I suspect it would take a few years for you organics to even figure out what the basic commands are, even with my assistance.”

And we don’t HAVE a few years !” Kim groused to herself before her Kimmunicator chimed out its familiar four note tone.

“Kim ! Tune to the local news channel !” Wade stated as he kept his eyes glued to another monitor while typing, “There’s something about the Bebes running now !”

Doctor Director motioned to one of the other agents in the control room.

“This is Tricia Lebowski, reporting for KMTN news.” the reporter stated as the picture formed, “KMTN has received exclusive footage of the abduction of Middleton High School student Lavinia Rossum, the robot rampage at the mall, and a possible connection between these events and others like it around the world.”

“Kill that signal ! NOW !” Doctor Director shouted into the intercom to the techs.

“Wade ?” Kim implored before noticing he was already on it.

Scenes of the Bebebots breaking and entering various locations across the world play across the screen, randomly interrupted by static that quickly clears.

The familar footage of the attack on Team Go plays. The image distorts briefly a few times, but is quickly restored.

“What’s going on Wade ?” Kim asks, “The program is still running !”

“I’m being blocked and countered !” he replied, typing furiously as he tried to hack through, “Someone REALLY wants the world to see this !”

Footage from the Middleton Mall’s arcade plays on the screen. Vina is playing a game when a Bebebot suddenly appears beside her.

“Bebebot Number Eleven-A. Your mission is over. You will return with me to the Hive for recycling.” it stated, barely audible over the background noise.

Vina was too focused on playing her videogame to notice.

So the Bebebot wrapped her up with its telescoping hand, then repeated its speech while holding her up at eye level while Vina screamed for help.

With its message delivered, the Bebebot tossed Vina over its shoulder, powered up, then disappeared.

The screen displayed an indistinct blur before showing the image of an unconscious Vina on a lab table, where a Bebebot was removing Vina’s synthoskin.

As a prelude to disassembling her !

“Well, this is bad.” Nina deadpanned with an arched eyebrow before concentrating for just a second to contact Vina.

“Care to explain WHY the Bebes would send a copy of their memory files to a TV station ?” Kim asked in an accusatory tone, “Those last images were from a Bebebot’s viewpoint, weren’t they ?”

“Yes, they were.” Nina replied, deep in thought, “Sending those images was a stroke of tactical genius.”

“How do you figure that ?” Ron asked as Vina entered the room, looking slightly annoyed.

“A frightened human is a violent and dangerous human.” Vina stated plainly, “Now all the Others have to do is start being really scary. Since some killer robots look just like people, it sets up a ‘Monsters on Maple Street’ scenario.”

“Oh lordy !” Kim groaned as she rubbed the bridge of her nose, “Not another sci-fi ‘scenario’ ! Just what ARE you talking about ?”

“‘The Monsters are Due on Maple Street’, Twilight Zone, 1960” Nina began, “All some invading aliens had to do to inhinge a town was turn things on or off randomly, and the townfolk turned on each other in fits of paranoia. The Others’ broadcast made everyone paranoid of us, and probably robots in general. If the Others should start a psychotic murder spree, not even the Smarty Mart stockbots would be safe !”

“And it gets even worse !” Vina noted, “By paranoids’ logic, how can someone who builds robots be trusted ? Or even works on high tech ? The mobs will turn on the only people that may be able to stop the Others.”

“I thought you said the Bebebots would NOT waste time trying to scare us into submission.” Will asked smugly, “It would appear that you were wrong !”

“Possibly.” Nina replied, “I surmise the Others may have learned a bit about the usefulness of emotional manipulation from downloading Shego’s memories.”

“And they haven’t made any ultimatums, demanded your surrender, or said anything about their plans.” Vina sniped at Will, “That broadcast was intended to make life hard on us, among other things ! We betrayed them, so they did something about it !”

“Orders, ma’am ?” an agent asked Doctor Director.

Vina’s analysis of the situation was dead on !” Doctor Director groused to herself, “No one that does robotics work is going to be above suspicion, and we can’t put all of them under protective custody ! There isn’t enough manpower to do even that, PLUS deal the main Bebebot threats !

And if they’ve learned how destabilizing terrorism can be, things can only get worse.”

“Get as many of the top robotics and high tech engineers into protective custody as you can.” Doctor Director answered tensely, “Inform all other agencies to do the same. It’s not much, but it’s the best anyone can do under the circumstances.”

“But won’t doing that prove there is something to fear, and make things worse for those not among the top robotics and high tech minds ?” Ron asked.

“Yes.” Vina forlornly replied, “ANY action taken ‘proves’ the paranoids correct. But something had to be done.”

“Well, ENDING the Bebebots’ plan would solve all these problems !” Kim announced in her most authoritarian tone, “I’m tired of playing catch-up and defense ! Me and Ron can take the fight to the Bebes, while GJ and everyone else can keep things from falling apart !”

“Interesting plan, Miss Possible.” Will simply had to say, “But how do you intend to do that ? The Bebebots have kept themselves concealed from the entire world for a year. How will you find them ?”

“I’m working on it !” she replied snippily before contacting Wade. “Hey Wade ! You said someone was blocking your attempts to stop that transmission, right ?”

“Yeah. Pretty good at it too !” Wade answered, “But playing defense is a bit easier; they only had to stall for a few minutes.”

“Could you trace where they were working from ?” Kim asked, “If they got the inspiration from Shego, then they couldn’t have had much time to set up complicated computer defenses !”

“Right ! On it !” he replied with a malicious grin as he initiated a search. “Got them ! I have a GPS lock on where they were working from ! A small uninhabited island in Japan !”

“An uninhabited island in Japan ?” Ron asked, “Is there such a thing these days ?”

“Japan is four large islands,” Wade answered, “and about three thousand small ones.”

“Oh, yeah, so I guess there COULD be some uninhabited Japanese islands then.” Ron replied.

“Save the geography lessons for later Ron !” Kim stated, “We have some Bebebutts to kick !”

“Just a moment Kim.” Doctor Director stated just as they started to leave, “May I have a word with you two in private ?”

-X-

“You want us to take TINA along on this mission ?!” Kim asked incredulously, “Why ?”

“She and her sisters know more about Bebebots than anyone else ever could.” Doctor Director replied, “Not even Doctor Drakken could be of any help. As you yourself said, we don’t have time to waste. Tina is the most competent fighter of the three. In fact, the ONLY fighter. Her built-in mind link with Nina means she can call up Bebe-tech help any time she needs.”

“But we could do EXACTLY the same thing by calling Wade ! Who could call Nine here !” Kim continued, “So why SHOULD we take the risk of bringing Ten along with us ?”

“Call it a calculated risk.” Doctor Director replied once she remembered Kim was a civilian and not an insubordinate agent, “The Rossums claim they wish to live in peace with us. They have been honest and forthcoming so far, but we need to be sure of their true motives.”

“So, its sort of a loyalty test then ?” Kim asked once she figured out what Doctor Director was getting at.

“Precisely. If they prove themselves useful in this situation, they will earn some trust.”

“And if she tries to stab me in the back ?”

“You have more experience destroying Bebebots than anyone else in the world.” Doctor Director calmly replied, “If anyone could handle whatever situation arises, you could. Your experience dealing with them makes you the best person for this secondary objective.”

“Well, if you put it that way, I suppose we could find something for her to do …” Kim replied.

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