Kim Possible Porn Story: To Bebe or not to Bebe – Chapter 13

Chapter 13 : A
counterfeit fake, and The Unity : Evil Done Right !

Scene : Kim and Ron’s
usual booth at Bueno Nacho. Kim is talking with Nina over the
Kimmunicator.

“So, how many menial
drones do you think the Bebebots can make from that machinery they
stole ?” Kim asked, “I seriously doubt they would be
sending animatronic Bebes out to do anything important !”

“Well, all the menial
drones would have to do is mix chemicals and monitor reactions. Nothing that requires superhuman speed, strength, or intelligence.”
Nina replied, speaking loudly enough to be heard over the music in
the background, “In fact, they wouldn’t even need an onboard
brain ! They could all be controlled by an enhanced laptop, more or
less. From what I see here, the Others could produce about a dozen
menial drones from the same resources a standard Bebebot would
require.”

“A dozen ?” Kim
replied, sounding surprised, “That would free up a LOT of Bebes
for other jobs !”

“I believe that is
the whole point of having menial drones, Miss Possible.”

“Well, if they need
workers, why don’t they just build another hyperspeed assembly line
again ?” Ron asked, “They already know where all the needed
parts are !”

“That would be most
unwise of them, Ron.” Nina replied, “An assembly line like
that requires a lot of power, space, and ventilation to function at
optimum efficiency. That is why they HAD to build such a blatantly
visible hive on a deserted island ! They knew they would be
discovered eventually, but figured that they could build billions of
units before anyone could foil their plans. It’s not like they were
expecting anyone to develop hyperspeed to stop them.

If Kim hadn’t been using
those Valkryie 9000 shoes, she would have been facing approximately
two hundred fifteen thousand, seven hundred and sixty nine Bebebots
by the time she reached the Hive !”

“Two… HUNDRED…
FIFTEEN … THOUSAND … ?!” Ron squeaked as he tried to
imagine so many of anything.

“Yes. Building so
visible a Hive was a calculated risk that did not pay off.” Nina
continued, “They could not get away with something like that
now. With every law enforcement agency on the planet looking for
unusual things, the place would be bombed the moment anyone noticed
it.

So the Others are forced
to be stealthy. Meaning they are limited to either fast production
of low threat Bebes, or slow production of standard Bebes.

It does not look good for
them either way.” Nina finished with a depressed sigh.

“I’m, not really sure
what to say to that.” Kim stated, “On one hand, the Others
are out to kill all humans. So what’s bad for them is good for us. But on the other hand, they are your family. Well, kinda. This
can’t be easy on you or your sisters.”

“It’s not, but we
shall muddle through somehow.” Nina sighed, “No one wants
to be an endangered species, and I for one do not look forward to it. But your concern is noted and much appreciated nonetheless. Thank
you.”

Nina forced a smile and
continued “In more pleasant news, thanks to Doctor Director,
we’re due for some interviews and tests for the INS. Apparently we
qualify as NHPs – Non Human Persons.”

“Congratulations, I
guess.” Ron stated, “NHPs ? I’ve never heard of that title
before. So, what all does that mean ? You get a special license or
something ?”

“They’re still
working all that out, Ron.” Nina replied, “It is not like
this ‘sitch’ has come up before. But legal recognition would grant
us the most basic civil and ‘human’ rights. We would not be
considered slaves or property, and would qualify as life forms as far
as ‘life, liberty and pursuit of happiness’ goes.”

“So, you get to vote,
be on juries, and do that swearing in ceremony ?” Ron asked as
the music in the background got a bit louder.

“Maybe. We’ll see in
a few months after this sitch is settled.” Nina replied, “It’s
all just too chaotic right now !”

“Understatement of
the year !” Kim stated, “So, anything else going on there
back at GJ Headquarters that they let you know about ?”

“The Soviet branch of
GJ checked out a few of those sites Wade located.” Nina replied,
“They uncovered many strange and unusual things, relevant to

many crimes. But no sign
of a Hive just yet.”

“Well, I guess it
would take a few days to search all those sites.” Kim noted,
“They were all so scattered and out in the middle of nowhere.”

“Wait – ‘Soviet
branch of GJ’ ?” Ron interrupted as he took a large gulp of
soda, “GJ has agents over there ?”

“I suppose they
would, Ron.” Kim answered, “It is called ‘GLOBAL Justice’
after all ! And no one person could handle everything.”

Kim finally had to ask
“What’s with that music in the background ?! Is the radio stuck
on the ‘all techno all the time’ station or something ?”

“Almost – they
finally decided to give Vina’s omni-vox back to her.” Nina
replied in a slightly annoyed tone before gesturing at someone
offscreen, “She’s been playing for the last hour and a half
straight !”

“She – REALLY likes
music, doesn’t she ?” Ron asked.

“Only about as much
as you like nacos and junk food, Ronald.” Nina deadpanned in
response.

“Oh, and that Shego
person has been released from the infirmary.” Nina continued, “I
suspect that she is going to be in a foul mood for quite some time. With her assistance, GJ’s forensic accounting teams managed to track
down where all of her money went, what was purchased with it, and
where all of it was delivered to.

They had to close all of
her accounts to counter the identity theft though, and it will take a
few weeks for GJ to confiscate, catalogue and return everything
purchased with her funds.”

Ron thought for a bit. “So, that means she’s literally
dead broke until some of that stuff gets returned, and her new
accounts credited ?”

“It looks that way.”
Nina replied, “They’re thinking she should be solvent again in a
month or so.”

“She’ll
probably knock over a few banks to replenish her funds in the
meantime …” Kim mused to herself,
“assuming she doesn’t go after the
Bebebots for revenge first.”

“So, where did all
that stuff the Bebes ordered end up ? Somewhere close ?” Kim
asked.

“Many, many places
all over the world.” Nina replied after checking something, “It
looks like they selected at least a hundred and fifteen sites
completely at random to have the goods delivered to. GJ’s field
agents are going to be out in the fields for quite some time rounding
it all up !”

“Which of course
makes things easier on the Bebes !” Kim groaned in reply, “They
don’t miss a trick, do they ?”

“They cannot afford
to, Miss Possible.” Nina stated flatly, “For them, this is
an all-or-nothing fight to the death against impossible odds. The
Bebes are an ambitious new species with everything to gain – and
everything to lose. If this plot doesn’t work, there may not be
enough Bebebots left over afterwards to ever try anything ever
again.”

“And everyone on the
planet would be on the lookout even if there were enough.” Kim
stated, “But why do they consider it a fight ‘to the death’ ? We’d probably accept a truce if they offered one !”

“Your history is
written in the blood of your own species, Miss Possible.” Nina
stated, “If you are willing to murder and enslave your OWN kind,
why should they expect you to treat them any better ? Especially
after the world is informed of what they were planning to do ?”

“You and your sisters
are still alive and free !” Kim snapped back.

“But not everyone is
as tolerant and accepting as you and your friends and acquaintances
are, Miss Possible.” Nina replied, “The Others know that. That is why they broadcast Vina’s capture and disassembly. If we
stepped outside of these walls now, we’d most likely get torn to
bits.

The Others want us
destroyed, and are trying to goad you into doing their job for them. Most efficient.”

“People can get used
to a lot of strange and unusual things. Eventually.” Ron noted
as he finished up a naco, “Especially around here. We’ve had a
rampaging dinosaur thing smashing up fast food outlets, toy robots
that grew into giant robots and smashed things up, toxic zombie
snowmen, giant poodles, truth rays, people in flying wheelchairs and
hovercraft, mystical amulets that turn you into a monkey, continents
moved, synthochemical duplicates of me, Kim, Rufus and Bonnie running
around scaring folk, bus-sized cockroaches, and a troop of monkeys
staying at the Middleton Inn !”

Ron took a few deep
breaths. “You know, relatively speaking, a few robot women
living in town sounds positively sedate and mundane by comparison !”

“You three probably
could live in Middleton with no trouble, after all this is safely
over,” Kim noted, “if it weren’t for those other Bebes
trying to kill everyone on Earth !”

“Well, the Others can
be real spoil-sports.” Nina replied before signing off.

“Well, it sounds like
things are going well !” Ron noted, “With GJ on the ball,
we should have the Bebebot sitch cleared up in no time ! Just a few
more things to find, a few more ‘bots to beat up, and their plot is
foiled. Hopefully for good this time !”

“I really hope so,
Ron.” Kim replied as she got up from the booth, then noticed
Bonnie sitting by herself in a booth near the back, reading a teen
magazine, but looking around furtively now and again.

But a closer look revealed
the teen magazine was just covering The
Dictionary of Electronics.

“Nerding out a little
there Bonnie ?” Kim asked mischieviously, “If so, why are
you here, where just anyone could see you ?”

“Just trying to make
the best of a wrongsick situation K !” Bonnie sneered in
response, “This is the quietest place in town – too many
computers in the libraries, and too many toys at home.”

Bonnie quickly drew a
complex circuit diagram on a napkin, “Do you see this ?”
Bonnie asked as she waved the diagram in Kim’s face, “Thanks to
those Bebebot programs, I can tell you exactly what this does. But I
can’t build it because I don’t know what parts these symbols
represent ! It’s like a song in a language I don’t understand and
can’t get out of my head !”

“So you’re trying to
learn electronics so it doesn’t bother you as much ?” Ron asked
as he took the diagram from Bonnie, then looked at it. To him, it
was just a bunch of lines that made just as little sense upside down
as sideways. “What are these plans for anyways ? Anti-grav
device ? Stun ray ? Interstellar communicator ?”

“McHenry laser grid
projector.” Bonnie replied.

“Wait – that’s part
of a McHenry laser grid ?” Kim asked as she sat down across from
Bonnie, “Where did you come in contact with a McHenry laser grid
? That’s one of the most expensive security systems around !”

“Agent Du took me out
on a mission this morning.” Bonnie stated, looking around to
ensure no one was listening in, “Needed me to sweet-talk a
security system so the agents didn’t get fried.”

“Will Du ?” Kim
asked, “What were you doing with Will ?”

“GJ was running down
some leads on your rogue’s gallery.” Bonnie replied, “You
think you’re the ONLY person working on the Bebe problem ?”

“Of course not !”
Kim replied, keeping her temper in check, “Are you implying they
made some headway ?”

“Yep. They found out
who has helping the Bebebots all this time.” Bonnie replied
after taking a sip of soda, enjoying the feeling of being the center
of attention for a bit. “You just annoy dangerous people left
and right, don’t you K ?”

“So who was it
already ?!” Ron asked frantically.

“Did you ever deal
with someone called ‘Team Impossible’ ?”

“Yeah ! They were a
bunch of smug jerks that were CHARGING people for their help !”
Kim replied, “I told them that it would be better for all
concerned if they went non-profit and joined up with GJ instead.”

“Uh, yeah, about
that.” Bonnie stated, “They didn’t ! They just said they
would to get you off their backs. All they really did was stop doing
high visibility missions while they planned their vengeance against
you !”

“Vengeance ? Against
KP ?” Ron interrupted, “That’s kinda harsh ! Why ?”

“Oh, gee, I don’t
know !” Bonnie replied in her usual caustic tone, “Maybe
because you threatened to kill them if they
didn’t submit to your demands ?

I mean – who would give up
that kind of extreme income and fame willingly
? Nothing short of a death threat would’ve worked !

So – why did you really
do it K ?” Bonnie asked, leaning in closer, “Did their
earning an honest day’s pay for an honest day’s work really
tweak you off that much ? Or was it because they were just as good –
maybe better – at the
whole ‘save the world’ schtick as you ? Just because YOU don’t
charge doesn’t give you the right to forbid others from doing so !”

“But they were
CHARGING PEOPLE !” Kim stammered back angrily.

“And if they were
unable to do the job, they wouldn’t have been able to charge so much
and expect to get it !” Bonnie replied, “Vina told me that,
in legal circles, ‘Do as I say, or I will kill you !’ is called
‘extortion’. It’s considered a major felony if anyone except
you does it, apparently.”

Bonnie took another sip of
her diet soda before continuing “Nobody likes being threatened,
so they set up this whole ‘Bebebot Viral Rampage’ plot to get back at
you, and become the world’s only team of high risk operatives again. Or at least that’s what Mr “GJ’s Number One Agent” thinks
!”

“And just HOW did
they set up this whole sitch ?” Kim asked through clenched
teeth, trying to control the rage from everyone playing her.

“From what I could
tell, three Bebebots broke into Team Smug’s headquarters a few months
back, looking for a secure lair to launch their plots from. They
didn’t know the security systems were still active, and ended up
getting dissected by that laser grid thingy.

So then Team Smug decided
to hook up the crippled Bebes to their computers,” Bonnie
continued, “and gained unrestricted access to the Bebebots’ hive
mind. And told them to steal all that stuff, and store it in a
nearby warehouse so they could ‘heroically’ recover it later.”

“So, Team Impossible
were the ones supplying the Bebes with equipment and all those
tactical upgrades ? Why ?” Kim inquired, getting more annoyed
by the moment.

“Public relations, of
course !” Bonnie replied smugly, “The scarier the Bebebots
were, the better chance they’d have of defeating you, and the greater
Team Impossible would look when they ‘defeated’ them.”

“And that horrid
Omega virus ?” Ron asked, “Is that thing real, or just
another ruse ?”

“Well, the imperious
Agent Du thinks it doesn’t exist anywhere but as a string of letters
in a computer’s memory.” Bonnie replied, “From their
records, Team Impossible recovered that particular bit of data years
ago. Seems they had a habit of making copies of useful stuff they
recovered before handing it over to its proper owners.”

“Well,
it sounds like all the
bases are covered then.” Kim mused to
herself before something Bonnie said jarred her memory.

“Wait a minute – he
said Team Impossible physically
hacked into the Bebebots, didn’t he ?” Kim asked.

“Yeah. Er, wait a
minute !” Ron stated after a bit of thought, “Nina said
that Bebebots CAN’T be hacked into that way ! That they had all
sorts of cyber defenses ! That they would have been placed in
quarantine away from the
Hive mind automatically ! So Team Impossible’s stunt COULDN’T HAVE
WORKED !”

“That SHOULD have
been quite obvious !” Bonnie snorted, “I tried to tell
Agent Willy that, but he refused to listen to me because I’m just a
civilian and he’s …”

“GJ’s Number One
Agent.” Kim and Ron replied in bored unison.

“Team Impossible
wasn’t controlling the Bebebots ! The Bebebots were just playing
slaves the whole time !” Kim deduced, “The Bebes were
stringing them along. Using them like they were using you back at
that Hive !”

Ron looked confused for a
moment. “Wait – so you’re saying the Bebebots FAKED faking a
‘take-over-the-world’ plot ? That the world still needs saving ?”

“It looks that way
Ron.” Kim answered. “We need to look into this a bit
further ! So, B, do you still remember where any of that stuff the
Bebes stole is hidden ?”

“Of course.” she
replied glumly, “I don’t forget anything anymore.”

“You don’t forget
anything anymore ?” Kim asked, “Oh, those Bebebot programs
gave you a photographic memory ?”

“Yeah.” Bonnie
replied with a slight shudder as the image of those three crippled
Bebebots doing an impression of an HR Giger statue flitted through
her memory, “Can we just get this over with please ?”

—

Scene : a ‘We-Haul-It’
self-storage park outside of Meadow Wood, Florida.

“Do you know
EVERYBODY on the planet or something K ?” Bonnie asked
incredulously as they were looking for Number 61465, “We just
showed up here without telling anybody we were coming, or who were
are, or what we wanted, and the manager just lets us wander about a
‘secure’ storage area ?”

“Well, she did help
his cousin round up those guys disturbing the manatee preserve.”
Ron stated, “I guess that counts for something down here.”

They were expecting a
snarky response from Bonnie, but she didn’t answer. She had her eyes
closed and was concentrating on something.

“Something wrong B ?”
Kim asked, noticing that they were in front of shack # 61465.

“It’s too quiet in
there.”

“Well, this is where
you told us that equipment would be.” Kim replied, “Are you
sure you got the number right ? Maybe those ‘bots were fed
misinformation ?”

Bonnie shook her head. “No. I can recall a seventy two digit number perfectly now, so
there’s no way I’d mess up one with a measly five ! And according to
the Lost Bebes, Team Impossible checked to be sure all the stuff was
in here. This shed SHOULD be packed to the roof with tech items ! But I don’t sense anything in there !”

“Well, there’s one
good way to figure this out !” Ron said as he waved toward the
door, “Just tell the lock to open Bon-Bon, and we can look
inside !”

Bonnie narrowed her gaze
at him before rolling her eyes. “That’s a mechanical
lock, Ron ! My Influence only works on electronic stuff !”

“Then it’s a good
thing I brought this !” Kim stated as she retrieved what looked
like a nail file from her pocket.

“Oh, so THAT’S what
that tiny little voice was !” Bonnie stated as Kim carefully
inserted the disguised device into the keyhole.

“A lock picking
nanocomputer ?” Bonnie asked with a confused squint, “That’s
a bit of overkill, isn’t it K ? Wouldn’t it have been easier to
just, you know, learn how to pick locks the usual way ? In case
someone ever gets smart enough to take your usual widgets away from
you ?”

“It’s tradition
Bonnie !” Kim replied as she gave the lockpick a twist, and the
door unlocked.

Ron looked inside the door
– there was electronic equipment of all sorts stacked all the way up
to the ceiling, with just the narrowest of clear space down the
center.

“This place is packed
solid with stolen technology !” Ron stated to Bonnie who was
standing off to the side, “All this stuff in here and your
tech-sense isn’t screaming ?”

Bonnie merely shook her
head.

“Walls must be made
of some sort of funky alloy or something.” Ron mused out loud as
he carefully tried to
get inside the building for a closer look.

Unfortunately, an exposed
corner of one item snagged his pants, and he pulled down the
precariously balanced stacks in a noisy avalanche.

After digging him out,
they noticed that everything that spilled out was just a hollow shell
!

“How is anybody
supposed to use this stuff now ?” Ron asked as he hefted an
empty casing, “The controls are still on these parts !”

“Keypads and display
screens are for human benefit, Ron.” Bonnie stated flatly,
“Computers don’t need them. All this stuff can be run through
dataports on the back.”

Ron thought for a minute. “So, the world is still in danger from a designer virus, isn’t
it ?”

Bonnie sighed. “Well,
since the parts that actually DO the work aren’t here, I’d have to
say ‘Uh, YEAH !’ “

—

Since the Bebes’ plot
was still in motion, Kim had Wade keep an eye out for any strange or
unusual events involving robotics.

She got a lead almost a
week later – every animatronic animal in JP Bearymore’s in the
country broke out of
the restaurant in the middle of the night !

“Well, the Bebes are
certainly thorough !” Ron stated as he and Kim drove to
warehouse district, “First, they steal machines to mass produce
workers. Then steal lots of workers to work the machines to make
lots of workers ! But why would they need so many ?”

“They’re gearing up
for something massive, of course.” Kim noted, “With all the
work done by menial drones, the other Bebes are free to cause
whatever havoc they’re planning.”

“I figured that much
KP.” Ron answered, “I was just wondering why they stole
every Bearymore
critter in the country. They’d only need a dozen at most to work the
machines they stole, but they had THOUSANDS of robot bears, otters
and hippos break out and wander off !”

“Trying to swamp the
authorities with work.” Kim answered, “GJ and the police
have to track down and recover every single one !”

“At least the
Middleton ones didn’t go too far.” Ron replied as he looked out
the window, “Wade’s sure they’re all still in the warehouse
district somewhere ?”

“Satellites didn’t
pick them up moving after last night, so yes. They’re all still
there. Somewhere.” Kim stated as she checked her supersuit’s
combat status once again, “Possibly with some Bebebots. Some of
that stuff purchased with Shego’s money was delivered here too.”

“So, you think it’s
another trap like that deserted island ?”

“Could be.” Kim
replied with a smirk, “But THIS time, I’m ready for them !”

After a few minutes of
searching, they found the warehouse the Bebes had their equipment
delivered to. A quick scan by the Kimmunicator revealed no unusual
security devices or alarms, so sneaking in was quite easy. Kim and
Ron found a secure spot on a shadowy catwalk where they could see the
whole room at once.

What they saw were JP
Bearymore’s animatronic animals packing items into large metal crates
well away from all the other wooden ones.

What was more unusual was
the robots’ overseer : a single Bebebot that was wearing something
like a thick black vest with a fine silver honeycomb pattern embossed
in it, a slim backpack, a thin tubular device on its right forearm,
and a large oval purple stone at the base of its neck.

“Well, THAT’S a new
look for them KP !” Ron whispered to her as he looked around,
just in case two more were hiding nearby.

“Which for Bebebots
is NEVER a good thing !” Kim answered after figuring out the
best way to get down there to attack.

“Hmmm
– only a single Bebebot.” Kim thought to
herself, “That means it doesn’t have
superpowers (except maybe Mego’s shrinking), so I don’t have to worry
about super strength, super speed, or sonic blasts. This shouldn’t
take long.”

“Okay Ron – I need
you to draw off all those robot animals; I’ll deal with the lone
Bebe.” Kim stated, “You drop down by the door. I’ll drop
down a few seconds later.”

“Sounds good KP.”
Ron replied as she started to sneak away, “So, how well do you
think the Bearymores fight now ?”

“Hard to say, Ron.”
Kim answered after a few moments’ thought, “Since they’re only
supposed to be cheap labor, I doubt the Bebes would have made them
skilled in combat. Be careful anyway !” Ron gave her a thumb’s
up before slinking off into position.

“Hey, you tin-plated
slave driver ! Over here !” Ron called out bravely once he
landed with his back to the door.

The Bebebot contemplated
him silently for a few moments.

“Subject
: Ronald Stoppable. Function : Distraction.”
the Bebe noted, “Most likely plan : to
draw off drones so Miss Possible is not outnumbered.

Observation : if he
draws off the drones, I will
not outnumbered by Team Possible members either.

Optimum strategy : go
along with plan.” the Bebe concluded
before sending a signal to the animatronic workers. They stopped
loading the transport crates and started stalking off towards Ron,
following him outside.

Once the Bebebot was
alone, Kim performed an acrobatic flip from her hiding place and
landed several yards behind it. “You stole hordes of
animatronic bears, hippos and otters ? The Hive must really
be desperate for labor !”

“No thanks to you,
Miss Possible.” it replied in the standard flat tone of the
Bebebots, “Nevertheless, they are the most numerous and advanced
robots that could be easily acquired. Having them play instruments
in a chain restaurant was an immense waste of their potential,
limited as it is. Still, they are more than adequate for the tasks
The Unity requires of them.”

Kim raised an eyebrow at
the non-chalant robot. “‘The Unity’ ? Is that what you’re
calling yourselves now ?”

“Diversity of talent. Unity of purpose. That strategy enabled YOUR species to dominate
this world; so we shall use it to dominate YOU.” it stated
plainly.

Kim sighed. “And if
I had a nickel for each time I heard THAT sentiment before, I’d have
a check bigger than Ron’s naco royalties !

And you have Mego’s
shrinking powers ? SHRINKING ?” Kim continued with a derisive
snort, “C’mon ! How’s that going to help you survive against me
and Ron ?”

“Your assessment of
its limitations and capabilities is in error, Miss Possible.”
the Bebe replied flatly, “But I shall not require the use of any
Go powers to deal with you and Mister Stoppable.”

“Wow,
these newer Bebes are arrogant ! ” Kim
thought to herself, “It has normal human
abilities, and I have the supersuit.

Hmmm – but if it has
human abilities, it may have the human desire to NOT be killed. Even
it must realize it has
no chance against me, so If it values its continued existence, it
should either retreat or surrender, with fighting or self-destruction
as a last resort. And
a peaceful solution would
break the cycle“

“Since I’m in a good
mood, I’ll give you a chance to give up peacefully.” Kim stated
with all the authority she could muster, “I’m sure you and your
‘sisters’ can be reprogrammed to be useful. Maybe something with
FedEx or the post office ? You seem very good at moving packages
about !”

The Bebebot made a
warbling beep. “Surrender ? Why would we do that ?”

“Why ?! Because
you’ve LOST !” Kim answered once she got over the shock, “Global
Justice arrested your human allies ! And is presently recovering
everything you’ve purchased with Shego’s funds ! Your plan can’t
work, because you have nothing left to work with !”

The Bebebot made a few
clicks as it consulted with the Hive Mind. “Your assessment of
the situation is in error, Miss Possible. The Plan is still
underway. We ordered ten times more equipment and supplies than we
actually require – even if your justice organizations managed to
impound eighty five percent of it within the week, The Plan will
still be on schedule.”

Kim recalled something
from biology class – swarm defense ! If members of a prey species
swarm together, there is no way a predator can get all of them !

The Bebebots have been
using a swarm defense – they sacrificed most of everything purchased
with Shego’s stolen funds to ensure their plot moved forward !

“Your species’ reign
WILL come to an end by our hands.” the Bebe stated with an air
of imperious finality, “Your extinction is inevitable.”

“Well, I gave you a
chance !” Kim replied before she launched her attacks.

But the Bebe blocked and
deflected every punch and kick Kim threw while throwing punches and
kicks right back at her. In a very familiar style.

“I knew it !”
Kim exclaimed once she cartwheeled away from the ‘bot, “You DID
copy all of Shego’s moves !”

Kim smiled evilly at the
Bebebot. “Too bad for you that I can beat Shego ! Even without
my battlesuit ! And even when she’s using her Go powers.

Powers you don’t have !

Give up now ! Or prepare
to become scrap !”

The Bebe made a sniggling
beep. “You organics are so presumptuous. I am not limited to
Shego’s tactics merely because I have her skills.”

The Bebe’s right forearm
opened, a few parts swiveled out and into position as a bracelet
wrapped around her wrist and began spinning quickly. Kim had more
than enough time to start moving before it powered up its weapon,
then let loose with a tightly focused autofire laser barrage !

Kim backflipped and
cartwheeled erratically to evade the countless blasts, finding cover
behind a stack of crates.

“Holy
crud ! Its aim has improved ! Those blasts would’ve hurt !”
Kim fussed to herself when she noticed the dozen or so oval holes
burned into her supersuit, but felt much better as they sealed up
right before her eyes.

“Nice weapon there
tinkertoy !” Kim called out to it from atop a pile of crates,
“Too bad you can’t hit what you can’t see !” she continued,
before waving to it and activating stealth mode.

The Bebebot somersaulted
backwards to get its back to a wall, then went into a defensive
stance as the device on its arm reconfigured. The Bebe began looking
around, it’s eyes dark once it diverted processing power away from
vision and into the sonar web built into its ‘vest’.

After all, a solid object
– visible or not – still reflects sound.

“I
almost feel sorry for the poor thing.”
Kim mused to herself as she slowly snuck up on it, “Almost
!”

Kim decided she needed to
end this fight quickly (before the ‘bot could come up with
something), so she went for a spinning roundhouse kick to its neck –
BUT THE BEBEBOT PARRIED THE ATTACK !

Kim moved about, trying
various angles of attack, but the Bebe kept ducking out of the way or
deflecting every blow.

“What
the heck ? It can still see me ?” Kim
groused as she shut off the now useless stealth mode, “This
may not be as easy as I first thought …”

“Let’s see you avoid
THIS !” Kim yelled as she unleashed a rapid barrage of punches;
it worked well against Shego, so it should be able to pound the
Bebebot into tinfoil !

But instead of defending
itself like Shego would have, it tucked into a boxer’s guard,
deflecting and absorbing all of Kim’s punches with the small forearm
mounted force shield it activated.

“Hmm
– so that device on its arm is either a laser or a shield generator. That takes some time to reconfigure. Good to know !”
Kim noted as she tried to attack from another angle.

As Kim continued to pound
on the shield, she noticed it was getting slightly smaller with each
hit. “A shield with limited lifespan ! Even better to know !” she mused to
herself as she kept moving about, blocking the Bebe’s attempts to
maneuver away, keeping the pressure on the Bebebot.

But with a slight shift of
weight the Bebebot delivered a sharp snap kick to Kim’s ankle,
‘freezing’ her in place and momentarily stopping her assault.

Exploiting the opening,
the Bebe delivered a punishing left jab/right cross combination,
driving Kim down to one knee. Kim managed to activate her force
bubble just before the Bebebot could strike her again.

The Bebebot punched and
kicked the bubble a few times to gauge its strength and look for a
weakness, but the bubble didn’t fail.

“It
hits hard,” Kim noticed as she worked
her jaw and shook her head to clear out the cobwebs, “but
not superhumanly hard. There’s no way it can get to me now !”

The Bebebot realized that
was well, so it tried something new – it blew out a cloud as dark as
ink that filled the room, absorbing all light !

“What
fresh madness is this ?!” Kim thought to
herself, “It’s too dark in here for that
to be normal smoke !

The Bebe isn’t strong
enough to damage my force field without considerable effort,”
Kim noted to herself, “but I can’t move
or attack while I’m using it ! Not that that is a problem since I
can’t see it anyway.

But, then again, this
weird smokescreen can’t last forever either ! As soon as it clears a
bit, the Bebe loses what little advantage it gained !”

Then she heard a crate
being opened, and then the buzz of one of Drakken’s stun staves being
powered up.

“Okay,
this is bad. REAL bad !” Kim fretted to
herself as she tried to figure out where the Bebe was. Or where the
exit was. Or where ANYTHING was – whatever that cloud was made of,
it was impossible to see through !

A sudden impact on the
force bubble to her right knocked her slightly off balance. A strike
that was quickly followed by many others. “I
gotta do something soon, or I’m toast !”
Kim thought to herself as she tried to listen for the next attack.

—

Meanwhile, Ron’s plan was
working. He was using the same strategy he used in football games –
run in one direction to lead the blockers away, then turn around and
run back, leaving them all out of position to do much of anything. He had taken a few swipes at the ‘bots, and had evaded a few of
theirs, but his heart really wasn’t into hurting them. JP
Bearymore’s Pizza Partytorium WAS one of his favorite places after
all.

The bad news was that
their combat abilities had indeed been upgraded; the good news was
that they were now only as good as Drakken’s goons.

He stopped running, then
turned and went through a few deceptively silly-looking Monkey kung
fu moves. But instead of attacking, the fuzzy robots stopped moving.

“Kim
must have taken out the controlling Bebebot !”
Ron happily thought to himself after making sure the robot bear
wasn’t playing possum, then started walking back to the warehouse to
help Kim look for more clues.

The last thing Ron saw
before being knocked unconscious was Kim flying through a wooden door
and into him !

“Did you really think
it would be that simple, Miss Possible ?” the Elite
model Bebebot stated as it tossed a bent and
smoking stun stick aside, its eyes starting to glow red again, “Just
walk in, kill the robot, and save the world ? We learn from out
setbacks, and adapt. Your silly little force bubble and invisibility
tricks are no longer a concern to us.”

Before Kim could muster a
reply, the Bebebot slipped two fingers down the front of her collar,
made a fist, then twisted for leverage to lift Kim unsteadily to her
knees. Kim grabbed its arm in an attempt to avoid the humiliation of
being strangled with her own supersuit.

“So, you are the Kim
Possible.” the Bebe stated flatly, “She who can do
anything. Agent for change to save the world. Middleton High School
Senior. The world’s LAST hope.

We are no longer
impressed.” the Elite Bebebot stated before it extended a two
foot long blade from its left arm and pulled its fist back, ready to
drive the blade through Kim’s skull.

“We could
end your existence right here and now,” the Elite Bebebot stated
before changing its stance to bring the blade along Kim’s throat and
leaned in practically nose to nose, “but we have something more
fitting in mind.”

Kim could almost swear the
damned thing was smiling at her when it said that.

“You were the most
effective human to ever face us, Miss Possible.” the Bebebot
began in its disturbingly emotionless tone, “You ALMOST
single-handedly killed off our entire species. TWICE. For that, you
have earned a special punishment – you shall die last !

We will ensure that you
have a front row seat to the end of your species’ reign.” the
Bebe continued as the Bearymores returned, “We shall remain just
out of your reach. Until it is too late.”

With that, the Elite
Bebebot handed Kim off to JP Bearymore, who held Kim in an unyielding
mechanical bearhug a foot off the ground as the Elite Bebebot and one
animatronic animal finished loading up the transport crates, while
Pizza Potamus sat on Ron to ensure he didn’t escape when he woke up.

Kim struggled, but with
her arms pinned to her sides and feet not touching the floor, she
didn’t have enough leverage to break free. She tried yelling insults
and taunts at the Bebe, but it ignored her, and just went about its
business of directing the last Bearymore robot and loading the
transport crates.

“Ugh ! What’s going
on KP ?” Ron asked when he finally woke up, “And why can’t
I move ?”

“We were defeated by
a souped-up Bebebot and a bunch of musical animals, Ron !” Kim
replied, “And a robotic hippo is sitting on you !”

Ron struggled, but
couldn’t dislodge the surprisingly heavy Pizza Potamus.

“So, any ideas KP ?”
he had to ask.

“None yet, Ron.”
Kim replied, “but when I think of one you’ll be the first to
know.”

“Heroics will not be
required, Miss Possible.” the elite Bebe stated as three
Generation One Bebebots ‘appeared’ from nowhere, walked over and
lifted a transport crate each.

To add insult to injury,
the Elite Bebebot performed a backflip into the air while shrinking
down to three inches in height, landing on a Generation One’s
shoulder.

The miniature Elite
pointed off into the distance, then the standard sized Bebes powered
up and ran off. Leaving nothing but the three animatronic animals
and lots of empty wooden crates behind.

After several embarrassing
minutes, JP’s hold weakened and he dropped Kim as his arms dropped
slack to his sides.

“Looks like that
Bebebot must be out of control range.” Kim stated to Ron as she
put her shoulder to Pizza Potamus and used all her strength to push
him off of Ron.

“Well, this is
certainly a revoltin’ development, KP.” Ron stated as he looked
around the deserted warehouse, “Man, I am NOT looking forward to
explaining all this to the folks back at GJ !”