Kim Possible Porn Story: Small Surprises Big Consequences R Chapter 7

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Small Surprises, Big Consequences

Chapter 7: The Reluctant Lioness

Shego sat back, staring across the street where Kim and Agni went back and forth sparring in the backyard of the Possible residence. Calling what went on sparring was being charitable; it was more Agni trying to thrash Kim, and Kim dancing around her with little effort. It was quite a sight, considering her hated rival and her beloved daughter wouldnt even be in the same room as one another in an ideal situation, let alone spar together.

Shego had driven over to the Possible household a half hour earlier, having finally gotten up the nerve to take her wayward daughter back to Go City. However, when she finally arrived, a quick glance around had revealed to the green thief that Kim and Agni had left. She decided to use her free time by waiting in her car and rehearsing what she intended to say to Kim and Agni when they returned. Her plan basically involved being stern with the twelve-year-old, and trying to discourage any future attempts at egress. Shego doubted that any of it was going to sink in; Agni was as bullheaded as her mother, in fact probably more so.

Well, Mom is stubborn too, so I guess I can just blame genetics for that lousy trait.

After roughly ten minutes of waiting, planning and preparing, Shego saw Kim and Agni approaching from down the street. They seemed to be conversing with one another about who-knew-what. When she focused on the heroines face, a mild frown pulled at her dark lips.

Having dealt with Kim for a couple of years now, Shego had developed an instinctive insight into the moods of her unusual opponent, much to her own dismay, and it was painfully obvious that something was troubling the young redhead. Kims expression proved effective in distracting Shego from approaching the two as she had originally intended.

Shed been surprised when she saw them make their way towards the backyard rather then walk through the front door. Soon they were out of the green thiefs range of vision entirely. Remembering her original intentions, Shego left her vehicle parked along the far curb and snuck around the house to see what the two were doing. As she stealthily approached, Shego heard the sounds of heavy breathing, shouting, and hurried footfalls; the telltale noises associated with a scuffle. She quickly peaked around the corner to reaffirm her suspicions.

Well Ill be

The two were fighting in a sense. Agni was frantically running around and jumping at Kim with her claws outstretched and her powers released to their low output. The thiefs daughter was throwing sudden energy bolts, slashes and kicks at the smiling heroine who was dodging the amateur attacks with graceful disregard. Every now and then Kim would speak out a word of encouragement or advice, which Agni would quickly, albeit begrudgingly employ immediately thereafter.

Shego was honestly impressed with the little firecracker. She knew from Agnis letters that she got into fights at school often, much to Shegos dismay, not because she didnt want her daughter to fight, she was completely fine with that. She just hated the reason that the girl had to. But she never knew that the Agni was as skilled at it as she currently displayed. Her sense of balance was impeccable as she landed on her feet from an aerial kick, or slash, and she corrected her own errors, even when Kim didnt say anything.

Definite natural talent there, but thats obvious. She is my kid after all. Shego thought smugly. At the same time though, she felt a stinging pang of jealousy. Watching Kim interact with Agni like that, a avenue she herself had already barred, was a bit much for her to bear.

Suddenly Kim found herself hemmed in between the tree in her backyard, and the little green firebomb rushing headlong towards her. She saw Agni grin, thinking she had her victory all but assured. Shego sighed and shook her head.

Youre way too impulsive, Kiddo.

As expected, Kim merely vaulted clear over the girl, which resulted in Agni smashing headfirst into the very tree she had counted on as her trump card. Shego winced, but then covered her mouth to suppress a smirk at seeing the young girl struggle to free her hand, before crashing into the grass. Kim, for her part, didnt even try to hide her amusement, and laughing openly. Shego found she couldnt fault the redhead. She did frown though when she saw Kim lay her hand on Agnis shoulder so familiarly. It made that awful little seed of jealousy in her chest grow. The thief was now more than close enough to hear their conversation with crystal clarity.

Youve got a lot of spirit, Agni, Shego heard Kim say in her usual chipper voice. And youre really good, too. But, heres a piece of advice for you

The redheads tone became serious, Think. Don’t just fling yourself at people and hope anger and instinct will help you. Think about what you’re doing. Plan your moves. Lay off the aggressive strikes, ’cause you only need a few. Defense and evasion are way more powerful than one or two good hits. And most of all, you need to stop letting your anger control you. You could really hurt someone if you’re not careful.

Isnt that the point?

Shego had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing again.

Kim sighed and crossed her arms. “No, the point is to defend yourself. And on top of that, even if hurting the other person was the point, your mom never kills anyone. She knows better.”

Shego winced at Kims words. If only you knew what you were saying Pumpkin

You dont know much bout my mom, do you? Agni scoffed and shook her head.

The thiefs emerald eyes shot wide open at hearing her daughters implicating tone. She couldnt mean-

Kim furrowed her brow and spoke out more annoyed than she intended. Whats that supposed to mean?

You know how my Mom used to do the hero thing, right? Why do you think she left?

Kim frowned, her voice sounding unsure, but Shego was still too shocked to hear it, Your uncle told me she liked being evil more than fighting evil.

Uncle Hego is an idiot who thinks up a lot of junk. Yeah, she likes being a thief more, to be sure. But that aint the reason.

Kim blinked in confusion. Then why?

They didnt

Agni smirked humorlessly. Cause she finally up and killed someone.

They told her!?

Shego leaned against the house, just out of sight, fuming with awful rage and barely keeping her power suppressed. She could feel its surging intensity just begging to be released through her skin. Internally, she raged.

Who told her? Who the fuck told her!? I thought they knew better! I should have known theyd spill that. Was it Hego!? She rolled that possibility over in her head before disregarding it outright.

No hes in denial that it even happened. Mego knows not to piss me off, so I doubt it was him. The Wegos? Theyd never cross that line. Shego narrowed her eyes dangerously. She knew exactly whod told Agni.

Mom you stupid bitch! How long ago did you tell her? You promised me you wouldnt, goddammit!

Shego slid down to the grass and sat there fuming, wondering how long Agni had been aware of what she had done. She wondered what the girl thought of it. What was it like to live with the knowledge that your parent was a killer?

Shego grit her teeth, what a stupid question to ask yourselfand on top of that

now Kim knew too. Shego certainly didnt look forward to approaching them now. All of her mental planning and preparation had slipped down the proverbial sewer. She had no idea what she would say to them now, or how Kim would react to seeing her.

For some reason, the idea that Kim might look down at her after hearing about what she had done troubled Shego greatly. It was a strange unsettling feeling that the green thief was completely unaccustomed to. Her black lips pulled down at the corners when she considered the notion.

Yknow whats ironic? Shego thought to herself darkly, How far off the mark Hego and Agni are

—Go City: Eight Years Ago—

When consciousness returned to Shego, the first thing that came to her jumbled and confused mind was a single all encompassing sensation; pain. Her muscles hurt terribly; they ached as though she had been beaten with lead pipes for well over an hour. Her lungs burned from overexertion, which was a feat in itself considering her supernatural fortitude. She was taking deep gulping breaths, both to re-oxygenate her system and also to calm her frazzled nerves. Worst of all though was her right hand. It felt as though someone had driven steel spikes into the meat of her palm.

The tingle that usually ran up her arms whenever she used her powers was now a steady throbbing pulse, like a heartbeat. It was an uncomfortable feeling that always accompanied using her full output, something she had only done three times in her entire life.

Her physical discomfort aside, she felt a deeper, far more intrusive pain from deep within her chest. Her heart felt as though someone had wrenched it from her ribcage and showed it to her purely out of spite. Shego felt a desperate ache from within, a sadness and pain that was foreign and new to her. The worst part was, at that moment, she couldnt even remember why.

She heard the cool rain continue to fall over her form, evaporating away immediately from the infernal heat of her powers. In the background, the heavy crash of thunder rumbled and shook across the cityscape. Shego quickly became aware of a dead weight coming from the direction of her right hand where the pain was centered. She realized that within her clawed grasp she held something tightly, so tightly that the metal claws tipping her gloves were sunken into her palm down to the bone.

Slowly the teenager parted her eyelids to look at what she held within her gloved grip: It was a strange oblong shape, rounded and scorched black. Dozens of hairline cracks and dents marred its otherwise smooth surface. She recognized the object, and that recognition summoned up a wave of bile she barely held down.

It was The Bogeymans mask. Stray bits of ash falling like snowflakes fell from the neckhole.

Shego didnt even notice that both her arms were still ignited at full power; the sheer heat of the two miniature novas was enough to fold the floor beneath her feet. There was no body in sight, just a still glowing red-hot spot on the floor. Bits of blackened carbon stained the steel around it.

She watched in numb awe as the mask slipped from her loosening fingers and fell to the steel, splitting open like a egg and releasing a white cloud of ash into the air. The reality of her situation slowly dawned on her and she panicked stumbling backwards and landing on her behind. The mask continued to crumble apart in front of her until there was naught but a steaming mound of smoldering dust.

Shegos lip trembled as she observed the macabre sight before her; the implications of it were simply too much for her to bear. Shed never seen Bogey without that mask. But it was always possible that she had wrenched it off of him, and he escaped, right? She had been fighting him, she knew that, but how in the world had it ended up like this? She shook her head, her jaw clenched. She could figure that out after she got herself back under control.

With forced concentration, she dragged her Glow back into its restrained state as she struggled to remember what brought her to this point. The last thing Shego could remember with clarity was NO!

Suddenly she screamed and clutched her head, she screamed and roared at the world, hatred, frustration, malice, rage, bitterness, sorrow, grief, all were cried out as the eighteen-year-old laid there on the ground, curled up around herself and clutching her head in her hands with enough force that her claws were lacerating the corners of her face. She remembered what had just occurred, what she had done, and now all she wanted to do was lay there and die.

He tricked me into he made me kill he, I

Her thoughts were an incomprehensible jumble of horrific revelations, the thing that she had been tricked into doing; she couldnt stop seeing it. She couldnt stop remembering the splash of blood hitting her face, the smug synthetic laughter, the anger, the horror, the hatred, and then She continued screaming until her body could support it no longer, and her raw throat failed her.

She wasnt sure how long she lay there, time was beyond her notice, however her wide, bloodshot eyes instinctively moved towards a small shape in her peripheral vision.

The shape was, at first, little more then a blurred lump on the ground. Shegos eyes were still blinded by her tears, but slowly her vision cleared and the blurred image focused into a clearer form. A young lifeless body laying there, several deep angry green gouges running up and across her back. The child lay still atop of a pool of her own blood. Shego stared blankly at the young child, her child, lying still, wet black bangs hiding the girls cherubim features. Proof of Shegos sin was just lying there on the metal foundation in front of her. She continued to stare at the tiny body with hypnotic intensity, as though in a fugue.

And then she noticed something amazing, and impossible.

Steam was steadily beginning to rise up from the four-year-olds injuries and Shego could hear a slight sizzling sound from the rain as it came down on the childs smoking wounds and evaporated. That sound could only mean one thing, life.

Shes still alive!

Too fast for the naked eye to register, Shego bolted off the floor and made her way over to the toddlers side, hoping, praying that what she saw wasnt some beautiful hallucination brought about by her desperate imagination. Looking down at the young girl, Shego could see her chest rise and fall ever so slightly. Agni was still somehow alive, despite her grievous injuries, and despite her lifeless appearance, the young girl was still barely holding onto life. Her regenerative systems were working into overtime, supplying energy to the cells bordering her wounds and forcing them to multiply several thousand times beyond their natural rate. The torn bleeding skin was actually glowing with a faint green light as the edges of her ragged flesh visibly attempted to pull themselves back together.

Shego had always secretly cursed and loathed the comet that had struck her and her siblings with their current powers, but right at that moment, she couldnt have been more grateful for it. Without that power, a normal child, hell, even a normal adult, would have died from blood loss or shock. Thanks to their overly resilient bodies however, Agni refused to give up the ghost. The girl was as stubborn as her mother to be sure.

Shego reached down and gently, but also enthusiastically, picked up the small form and held it to herself in a tight embrace. The heroine reveled in the feeling of the light breaths on her neck, and the girls body heat competing with her own. It spoke of life, and that was all that mattered.

Ill gotta get her to a hospital; her bodys going to be totally drained by the time that wound is closed. She needs an IV drip or something before she dehydrates

Standing up, Shego wrapped both of her arms securely around Agni to support her small body as she got to her feet. She wasnt pleased about moving her until the cuts were finished closing but she lacked the luxury of waiting. A quick look around made it obvious that the building was on its last leg. Her fight with Bogeyman had been all over the complex, with her powers melting and igniting everything in their path. Support beams, concrete foundation, all of it was crushed, sliced through, melted down, or simply overtaxed from taking on the extra burden. She could actually hear the building creaking and shaking with every passing instant. It was a miracle that it hadnt fallen already.

Just one more to add to the growing list.

Seeing no other option, Shego ran for it. She didnt bother avoid the fires, which was a good thing since they were numerous, and some of the floors were burned clean through. However, the dangerous course did little to slow her down as she jumped and outmaneuvered any and all pits and falling debris. The feeling of wetness dripping from Agnis back only served to spur her on.

In spite of this dangerous situation, her mind was not entirely on the task before her. In a sense Shegos body was moving entirely on autopilot. The majority of her thought processes were all focused on what she had done, and what she would have to do now.

Her being alive doesnt change any damn thing. The fact of the matter is that I almost I thought IShe suppressed a deep snarl as she tried to avoid that line of thinking; all it served to do was distract her from the task at hand. However despite her attempts, she simply couldnt help herself.

I cant protect her, Im a hero and I cant even watch over my own fucking family! Well of course I cant, I can barely even see her anymore

That son-of-a-bitch! Im glad I killed him. Id love to do it twice! I wish he wasnt wearing that stupid mask; then I could have seen the look on his face when I roasted him. I hope he keeps on burnin in hell; cause I saw to it that he burned on Earth. Her justified raging didnt, however, distract her from her earlier thoughts, regarding the girl in her arms.

The facts were all clearly lined up in her head; she couldnt protect Agni. This wasnt the first time either, just the worst. There had been other villains, other attempts, but none so successful as Bogeyman.

The stress of it all was driving Shego to her wits end; she was having trouble even caring any longer. Most of the time she would just let smalltime creeps run off, and when she did decide to pull her share of the teams weight, she made sure that the creeps she brought in were not turned in to the authorities until they were reduced to a bloody wreck for presuming to waste the heroines time. Hego called it excessive, Shego called it efficient.

Be that as it may, she was under no delusions that her brothers were becoming increasingly wary of her and her actions, and she admitted that they were right to. She didnt like the kind of person she was becoming. She had never used to be so bitter, so angry, so disillusioned with everything. Team Go, school, her home, she had nowhere to turn to anymore where she could just be herself. Where she was the one to set her own expectations. Not ever since he left. Not anymore.

The one person in the world who loved Shego for just being herself was ravaged on Deaths door in her arms, and it was all her fault!

Being a hero with green skin didnt really help maintaining a hidden identity either. Any villain with even the slightest trace of common sense could find her if they put their mind to it. Hego, being the complete idiot he was, still thought that going by an alias and wearing a black mask actually fooled anyone but Aviarius.

Shego remembered back when Dyno-saur burst in on their front room when the lot of them was just lounging around at home. Not the Go-Tower, their home. After Dyno-Saur there was The Subterraniac, Omega Brain, Blasting-Zone, she could go on. Shego couldnt believe how many masked psychopaths shed had to deal with outside of her green-and-blacks. Bogeyman had been the first to go directly after Agni though, which made all the difference. In the end however, it all came down to one thing

Being a hero is putting Agni in front of a firing squad.

Shegos rambling train of thought was cut off when she saw the building entryway twenty feet in front of her, which was a blessed thing considering that the entire building was finally starting to come down on the two. Without pause, she charged forwards while crumbling foundation collapsed all around them. The passageway got closer and closer but she wouldnt be able to make it in time. Then entryway started to give way.

Fuuuuuuck!!

At her full sprinting speed, Shego could have just barely have made it in time; but having to constantly jump over obstacles and avoid falling debris was slowing her down terribly, and it was costing her in the long run. Before she had a chance to lose hope, a very familiar flickering blue light filled her vision accompanied by a massive form supporting the crumbling entryway.

Shego, hurry up, this whole thing is coming down, NOW! He shouted over, his voice strained from maintaining such immense weight on his shoulders.

Shego certainly didnt need to be told twice. She adjusted the weight in her arms and bolted for the crumbling passage crossing beneath Hegos thick right arm, stopping until she was greeted by her other three siblings on the slick, wet blacktop. With a strained roar, Hego let go of the frame and threw himself backwards just as the entire unfinished complex finished coming down in a pile of crushed concrete, rebar, and twisted girders. When the smoke finally cleared, her brothers all stood around her with varying degrees of surprise or shock.

Mego looked over at the remains of the destroyed construction site before casting an annoyed look in Shegos direction. Subtle, Shego, real subtle.

The Wegos were the first to notice whom Shego held tightly in her arms. The twins quickly ran up to their big sister in undisguised worry.

Sis, what happened, why is Agni here? asked one. What happened to her, should we call an ambulance? asked the other.

Shego quickly backed up in order to maintain her precious space, and flashed the twins a warning glare. Back. Off.

They quickly complied.

She thought for a moment. An inquisitive glance showed that Agnis wound had completely scabbed over, and even that was starting to fade, however, she still needed to get some nutrients back into her system as soon as possible. Shego didnt, and wouldnt, admit it, but she was utterly exhausted. She completely lacked the energy to run Agni to the nearest clinic under her own power.

Resigning herself, she turned to Mego.

Call an ambulance for me.

Mego scoffed and was about to say something, but the venomous look flashed in his direction was more than enough to shut him up completely. He pulled out his Go-Phone and made the call.

Shego sat down on the curb, and was surprised by how stiff she felt. It made sense though, she had been running and fighting for well over three hours straight, and on top of that she was emotionally drained. She gratefully took notice of the fact that Agnis breathing against her had become more regular, less pained.

She was glad the girl was unconscious though, after all that. Agni must have been terrified out of her mind and might have seen what had happened. If the girl ever found out, Shego wouldnt be able to deal. She looked up when a large shadow fell over them.

We came over here when we heard reports of bright green flashes and explosions. What went on here, Shego? Hego asked sternly using his patented leader-voice.

She flashed him an open sneer. Bogeyman took Agni he tried to use her to get at me.

Megos eyes widened. What? You mean that freak in black? I thought we threw him in a cell last week! He got out already!?

Hego narrowed his eyes. So Shego where is he now?

Her black lips pulled into a cruel smirk. Hell would be my first guess.

The Wegos stepped back automatically, both at the news and at the cruelly blas way their sister spoke. Hegos mouth hung open and he just stared, having trouble formulating his thoughts. Mego however, took the information far better then his brothers.

Do you have any idea how poorly this is gonna reflect on us, or infinitely more important, on me? He said placing his hand on his chest to emphasize his words.

Shegos expression once again became frighteningly negative. Ask me how much I care. I dare you.

Mego stepped back, not willing to press his luck. He had never seen Shego so angry before, and now knew what kind of damage she was capable of when pushed to it.

The closest hed ever seen his big sister in such a state was when Hego tried to discipline that little bastard of hers when shed spilled ink over his tax forms. Shego nearly put her older brother through a wall that day. That event seemed tame when compared to her actions now.

Hego, in spite of all this, didnt feel the need to show restraint like his three brothers. In his mind he was the leader, he was the oldest, and his word needed to be followed.

Shego, I cant believe that you that you

Killed him? I believe those were the words you were looking for. I killed him. Actually, to be specific, I ripped his fucking head off! Her eyes narrowed to back the vehemence of her statement. And Id give almost anything for a repeat performance.

Shego! Hego was able to exclaim little more than her name from the sheer black-heartedness of her statement.

Dont you dare Shego me, Hego! You didnt have your kid kidnapped, threatened by a psychopath, and t-then, tShe trailed off momentarily, catching herself before making a big mistake. I just so sick of this crap! Yknow what? The next time someone tries that shit with me, Ill make em wish Id kill em! I hate this goody-two-shoes bullshit! Its running me ragged, and ruining the quality of my life. Im so through with it! All of it! I. AM. DONE. Do you get me, Leader?

Hego looked horrified at what his sister was implying. Mego sulked in the background, and the Wegos hid behind Hegos body to avoid their sisters cold gaze. The distant sound of an approaching siren attracted Shegos attention away from her siblings, for which they were all secretly grateful. She looked down at the tiny sleeping face resting in her arms, nodded resolutely, and stood to make her way towards the approaching ambulance. Or at least she intended to before Hego ran up and snagged her shoulder.

You have exactly one second to drop that hand Hego.

Shego, you cant just quit, were not just a team, were family! Heroes dont kill people, and Heroes dont quit! He begged desperately.

Any further arguments on his part were cut off when a green and black elbow all but ruptured his stomach. Hegos face turned blue, or at least bluer, and fell hard to his knees. After taking a moment to regain his wind, he looked up to see his sisters retreating form.

Then I guess that means Im no hero.

It was years before she saw her brothers again.

—Possible Residence: Current Time—

Shego leaned up against the side of the house, her still eyes glazed over in remembrance of that night.

Who would have thought that leaving would be the easy part Leaving Team Go was the best thing Ive ever done and I dont regret it. I have a glamorous stress free life now, a job that I love and a kid that I never get to see Wow, I really suck at these self-pep talks, dont I?

Shego was shaken from her troubling inner monologue by a clear and familiar young voice. You can come out now, Shego. I sent Agni inside to clean herself off.

What? How did she-?

She scowled and crossed her arms. Standing up, expression tense, she marched over to where the redhead stood in the middle of the yard. Kim regarded her with the same guarded hostility. They were still enemies after all. A day and a half of common interests wouldnt change that. Kim raised her eyebrow at the stalking thief and smirked smugly. Youre nowhere near as sneaky as you like to think, Shego.

The green ex-hero scoffed. Just keep thinking that, Pumpkin. See how far that thinking gets you in the future. And to set things straight, the only reason you figured out I was over there is because Im having a really off day.

Her right hand made a fist. That doesnt mean I not in the mood to beat you down though.

The redheaded hero sighed and shook her head. As much as Id like to drag you kicking a screaming to a nice cozy cell, I think we both know why youre here.

Agreeing internally, Shego decided that now certainly wasnt a good time for posturing. She lowered her guard enough to manage warranted semi- civilized discussion. Your right.

Obviously, Kim said. There wasnt any other possible reason for her rivals impromptu visit. Id like to talk to you about her too.

As they spoke, they were completely unaware that a third pair of green eyes observed the hero and the thief the entire time.

Chapter 7: End

Immense thanks to Eoraptor for editing this chapter.