Kim Possible Porn Story: Souls Connected Chapter 2

Kim Possible Porn Story: Souls Connected Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Kim Possible and characters are owned by Disney, not me (darn!), I also do not own Bud Light.

I would like to apologize about any grammar mistakes in last chapter (I was tired O.K., dont judge me!!) Thank you, King in Yellow, for pointing that out. Any mistakes are my editors fault. She read it over and said it was good.

At midnight in the Middleton hospital it was mostly silent, only a few doctors and nurses were on duty. There was no one to see the green thief on the roof of the hospital. With speed and grace, Shego quickly navigated the dark roof and flipped over the side. Using subtle plasma powers she carved small indents in the wall and used them as foot and handholds.

She stopped over the window that she had spied from a nearby hill. Kim Possible had been bought here after her accident, Shego was sure of it. The green woman paused as she noticed the window in question was open, and the lights were on. A mans voice wandered in on the air, originating from the room.

Im sorry Mrs. Possible, but theres nothing we can do, a deep baritone said sadly.

Are you sure, even with my experience a woman answered. Shego recognized the voice as Anne Possible, Kims mother, and a very prominent brain surgeon.

No Mrs. Possible, we cant help her, the other doctor replied.

Mrs. Possibles reply was missed because Shego had climbed back up the wall, fighting back tears. She had come all the way to Middleton to find out if Kimmie was going to make it, she had thought that maybe she had over-reacted at the lair, maybe the teen would be OK she had thought.

Shego climbed back down the building and began to walk to her jet, which was hidden nearby. She never saw the shape that emerged from the window behind her, and began to follow her. Once she had thought she had felt eyes on her, and she had quickly spun around, arms raised in a defensive stance, but she saw no one.

Shego reached her green and black jet and jumped in, once again not noticing the person following her as the person hopped into the copilots seat of her jet. Shego took off and flew towards her hideout, which was actually relatively close to Middleton, up in the mountains. She taxied into the hanger of her hideout; yes hers-not Drakkens.

Shego exited her jet and entered her lair, as she liked to think of it. It was about the size of a house, having a kitchen, living room, game room (Shegos dirty little secret was how much she actually liked video games), Bedroom, bathroom, and dining room. It was powered by a power core given to her by Drakken. To this day she could only hope that it didnt go nova while she was sleeping.

She made her way to her bedroom and entered it, shutting the door quickly behind her. She stared at the room for a moment; it was large and decorated in her favorite green and black colors. The carpet was a grass green, while the walls were black. The light green sheets and matching pillow were covered by an onyx colored blanket on the large bed in a corner of the room. A comfy looking dark green chair was positioned in the corner.

The only three allowances for other colors was a small white fridge on an ebony dresser, the metal of the two doors (the entrance and her closet door) and a brown bookshelf filled with books, which were mostly fantasy and Romantic comedies.

Shego marched over to the fridge and opened the door. Reaching inside, she bought out a bottle of ice cold Bud Light. With a sigh, she trudged over to her chair and sank down into it. She popped the beer open and lifted it up To old rivals, she muttered to herself and swigged down the drink. Shego stared off into space as she drank her beer. What Deity or so-called higher being would let someone as young, as good as Kimmie die. She herself was only a couple years older, only twenty five.

If someone like Kimmie could be killed like that, well then what were her chances really, Perhaps I should find a different occupation, she thought glumly Besides, Princess was one of the few reasons I stay with Drakken, in fact the whole Super Villain gig thing.

Kim had made her feel alive for the first time in a very long time. She had to deal with idiots all day and nobody could ever really challenge her, until Kimmie. Yeah there was something different about you pumpkin- you were just like me, smart, athletic, and cocky, she thought with a sad smile.

Ah Kimmie, why did you have to die on me, Shego said to no one, but to her shock, she got an answer.

Believe me, I didnt want to, came a voice from across the room, a strangely familiar voice.

Shegos head snapped up and fixated on the person standing near the doorway opposite from her. Her eyes widened in shock as she took in the teens petite form and fiery red hair. She was even wearing her normal mission clothes. Kim Possible was standing in the room staring at Shego with wide eyes, seemingly unharmed.

Wait, can you see me? Kim asked in a whisper, Can you hear me?

Shego looked down at the drink in her hand and the back up at the woman she could have sworn was lying battered and broken in a hospital in Middleton. Shego blinked and simply said I have had way too much to drink, and with that she threw the bottle into a nearby trash bin which was full of bottles.

Kim, or Kims ghost, or never mind, nodded her head and said, Yeah, you really have, youve been drinking ever since you sat down!

Shego frowned in annoyance as she willed the apparition away. Curse my imagination, why did I conjure up this image? Of course she knew why she was seeing Kim, but whywas she seeing Kim?

It must be the alcohol making me hallucinate; the alcohol and the time, Shego muttered then looked up at the clock the digital face of the clock bathed her in a red glow, reading 2:57 a.m., with a scowl Shego looked at all the beer bottles lying in the nearby trash bin- it was almost full.

Yeah, its definitely all the beer Ive had, she mumbled to herself, and with that, she stood and stumbled over to her bed and collapsed upon it with a groan. She shut her eyes and ignored the voice she was sure she was imagining.

No, its really me I but Kim cut herself off when she realized Shego was already asleep.

Crap

Kim walked over to the chair Shego had recently been sitting in and lowered herself into it. She grimaced at the complete lack of feeling touching the chair gave her. She couldnt feel anything. Kim closed her eyes and her memories drifted back to when she had first awakened that evening

Earlier that Night

Kims eyes flew open, and she sat up with a gasp. She remembered it all, the fall, the pain. Oh God the pain! Even at the thought of the bone deep pain, she shivered in horror. She looked around to see an empty hospital room. Kim looked down and realized she was on one of the small cots used in most hospitals for patients. Kim blinked in confusion and looked down at her body. Nothing seemed different, no bones broken, no blood on her mission gear

That was another thing: Why was she in her mission gear, and not in some sort of hospital gown?

Kim got up and she noticed that she couldnt feel anything; not only no pain, but nothing. She couldnt feel the floor under her feet or the side-table that her hand was resting on. Kim frowned and shook her head, I must be on some powerful drugs, she muttered and walked towards the door of the room. She reached out to grasp the handle, but before she could even get that far, the door swung open and a young brunette nurse walked in.

Kim smiled and asked, Excuse me, but where exactly am I?

The nurse completely ignored her and walked right past, like she was completely unaware of her presence. Kims smile disappeared as fast as it had appeared. She knew she was being ignored. She turned and put a hand on the womans shoulder and began to say, more forcefully than before, Excuse me Maam but, Kim gasped as the hand she had put on the womans shoulder passed through it and into the womans body. Kim quickly removed her hand, again struck by her lack of feeling and stared at the limb. Before Kim could do anything the nurse turned and she saw the cot she had awoken on. Lying in the bed, broken and battered washerself.

Kim walked over to the cot, the nurse was now completely out of her mind. All Kim could do was stare in shock at the body, HER body, lying on the bed. She reached out to touch the other red-heads brow, but her hand once again only disappeared through the skin.

Kim sat on a nearby chair and just stared at the mirror of herself on the cot. She glanced up as two people entered, who seemed to be talking to each other in worried tones. One doctor she didnt recognize, but the other was her own mother. Kim jumped up and ran out to hug her mother. Her arms passed right through her. Kim felt tears begin to well up in her eyes. They were talking about her, were they? Well she didnt want to hear it!

She turned and walked towards the corner, where she slumped down. What does this mean? Am II but she couldnt even bring herself to say the word that came to her mind, which was dead. She couldnt be dead right? If she was, what was she still doing here? Was she a ghost?

A phrase caused her to look up stunned. No Mrs. Possible, we cant help her, the male doctor said.

Mrs. Possible began to cry silent tears when she heard those words and Kim looked away towards the window, not wanting to see her mother this way. That was how she managed to catch a glimpse of a black-and-green figure climbing away. Shego? Kim called, forgetting that she wouldnt be able to hear her.

Kim had stood up and climbed out the window, seeing the familiar form scurrying up the wall, and she effortlessly followed. Once, while she was following, Shego had stopped, almost like she had sensed someone following her.

Kim managed to enter the green-womans jet unseen. As they flew to God-knows-where, Kim had to wonder to herself why was she even following Shego.

Honestly, she had no answer for that question and even though it ate at her, she could not answer it.

The Present

Those memories lead her to right now, as she watched Shego sleep on her bed. Why can Shego see me, hear me? she muttered. Ah well, she thought, Theyll deal with that in the morning.

Next time: Shego continues to see Kim; although she is convinced she is a figment of her imagination. Betty Director has some problems due to the absence of a red-haired heroine.

So, do I have to fire my editor, Review if so(or if not)!

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