Kim Possible Porn Story: Small Surprises Big Consequences R – Chapter 5

Kim Possible Porn Story: Small Surprises Big Consequences R – Chapter 5

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Small Surprises, Big Consequences

Chapter 5: It was a Dark and Stormy Night

—Somewhere, Nowhere—

Shego ran.

She ran, oblivious to all distraction, having no time or inclination to take note of the icy October rain drenching her uniform, or of the numbing pain from her rushed footfalls as her boots struck hard against the wet asphalt. She was even incapable of noticing the deafening crash of thunder resonating between the skyscrapers around her. All she could focus on was the dark, monolithic structure looming before her. There stood her goal, and somewhere inside…

Finding herself near the obstructed entryway, Shego, without so much as pausing, lit her right fist, engulfing it in roiling green star flame. Seconds later, the entrance was reduced to a melted ruin, allowing the green hero free passage into its shadowed-over interior.

Like a woman possessed, Shego dashed up and around the stone steps, through the gaping holes in the unfinished brick walls and underneath the ceiling of unfixed girders. Indeed, though her path was littered with obstacles, she never once slowed.

All the while, the heroine cautiously evaded every twisting and writhing shadow along the ground. All the darkened corners around her seemed to be reaching towards her like inky black tendrils, hungry and grasping. A quiet hiss of a voice echoed through the living darkness, mocking her lack of progress.

HURRY, MISS SSSSSHEGO The voice was melodic and silky, but drawn out unnaturally like a snakes hiss. IM LOSING MY PATIENCE

Shego hissed through her teeth and picked up her already astounding pace. Her goal was clear as she ran up and up and up, towards the darkness of the unfinished upper stories. Even within the confined space, rain continued to fall from every exposed opening, intermingling with the sweat on the young womans brow; sweat formed out of fear, fear born not from self-preservation but of great concern for another.

I’M GLAD YOU CAME ALONE LIKE I ASKED, MISS SSSSSHEGO A rough and sickening snort of laughter resounded off the walls. AFTER ALL, YOUR BROTHERS WERE NOT INVITED

Shego growled and lit up both of her hands as she jumped a gap separating two sections of floor. The bright green light forced all of the surrounding predatory umbra to back away. Those tendrils too close to the neon green radiance retreated with an almost audible screech. She shouted at the surrounding darkness as she made her way upward.

You hurt her, I will rip your beating heart out of your chest and burn it to a Goddamn crisp! You hear me, you twisted prick!? If you even scratch her–

Suddenly the voice lost all its jubilation and settled into a more vicious hiss, promising violence. SCRATCH HER? IM GOING TO KILL HER, ESPECIALLY IF YOU DONT HURRY

Shego bit her lip and continued her rush upwards, ignoring the acidic hiss reverberating off the walls around her. Thin nightmarish tendrils of inky blackness lapped at her heels, every footstep held at bay only by her burning green power. When she finally reached the roof, she was faced with both her enemy and her goal.

The villainous… thing called The Bogeyman stood on the end of an exposed girder emerging from the unfinished rooftop; it was currently the highest point in the building. Twisting and arching shadows rose up from the floor around him like sable flame, roiling and flicking about his lower extremities. What had the teens undivided attention, however, was the shadows hand; more specifically, the tiny green throat the hand was wrapped around. The gleaming black claws of Bogeyman’s other hand orbited mere inches above a shivering head of short black hair. The heroines gaze settled on a pair of wide emerald eyes, raw with tears, silently pleading for help, body bound tightly in several thick black belts.

“Oh God, Agni…”

Bogeyman looked up at Shego, his expression hidden behind a featureless ivory-white mask that stood in stark contrast to his jet-black attire. When he spoke, the silky hiss was gone, replaced by a synthetic rasp.

Im so glad you could make it, Miss Shego, because Im only moments away from killing your daughter, and I certainly wouldnt want to deprive you of that. After all, a mother should always be present for all the important events in her childs life, dont you agree?

Give her back to me. Now. Her voice was quiet, barely enough to hear above the din of the storm. However, the sheer icy hatred in her tone was communicated clearly enough.

The grip around the tiny throat tightened just enough for the teen to pale and take a step back. The malevolent voice spoke.

Be mindful of your tone, my dear. You wouldn’t want to frighten me, would you? He giggled, then looked down at the tiny figure in his dark arms. “The family resemblance is uncanny You must be so proud. I cant help but inquire as to her fathers identity He paused, and then shook his head, Actually, I couldnt care less. He cast the small girl a meaningful look and sighed with an orgasmic glee, which caused Shego to tense up involuntarily.

She is so young, and so untouched by the wrath and avarice of this world. He looked back up at the hero. Watching her die it would be such beautiful art. Perhaps one such as yourself would not be able to appreciate the full complexity and scope of such a work, but it is art nonetheless. Perhaps I might demonstrate…?

Shegos face contorted in a fiery demonic rage at his words. Her powers flared momentarily and illuminated the darkened sky like another bolt of lighting. If you dont put her down right fucking now, I swear to God, Ill-

Her words were cut off when she saw him drag the claw on his right thumb across the girls cheek, leaving a line of dripping iridescent green in its wake. The sound of her daughter crying out through her gag caused Shegos breath to catch in her throat.

Do I have your full and undivided attention now? Excellent… As you can so plainly see, I have the hostage, I have control, and I am the one who dictates the direction of these events. He smirked when she swallowed nervously and took a step back. “Ah, finally, a reaction motivated by some semblance of intelligence.

She lowered her head, her bangs hiding her expression. …What do you want?

He tsked and shook his head. What do I want? I want you, Miss Shego, to suffer. You and your brothers.

“Why!?”

He looked up at her. Because you made a fool of me. You and all your cohorts. Humiliation is not something I abide.

Youre sick.

Indeed, and quite put out. Quite an unpleasant combination. For you, at any rate. He added a new cut to the girls forehead, slicing down across the previous cut on her cheek and forming a misshapen dripping green ‘X’. Agni thrashed back and forth in his arms, forcing him to tighten his grip.

Shego roared out and ran forward, the green aura around her hands erupting like trailing comets. The metal surrounding them began to warp and fold from the sheer heat, and the living shadows screamed out in pain and retreated as the light carved away at them.

When the jade hero was mere steps away from tearing the monstrous freak in two, he sighed melodramatically and held up the bound body of her child. At the last second, before the burning claws could rip into the bastards masked face, she saw the frightened eyes of her child directly in front of her and came to an abrupt halt. She remembered the position she was in, as harsh reason returned to her.

It was a horrible hopeless feeling, seeing the one person she loved in the hands of a monster. It was her first true taste of utter despair. All she could do was watch him hurt her child, and hurt her by proxy. As psychotic as he was, The Bogeyman was not stupid. Hed leave her no openings to exploit, no chance to save her four-year-old.

Such impressive restraint, Bogeyman exclaimed proudly. For an instant, I thought you cared more about maiming me than saving her. He shrugged. “I can’t help wondering, however, what would happen if I did this?” In one lightning-quick motion, Bogeyman put the girl in his other hand, whipped that arm around, and held her by her neck over the edge of the fifty-story construction site. The small girl had stopped struggling, far too stunned to move. Shego felt her heart seize in her chest.

DONT!

Make your choice, Miss Shego Her, or me? He laughed lightly. “Oh, I’m sorry, that wasn’t a choice at all. Silly me.” Without hesitation, he loosened his grip, and the pale girl slipped from his fingers just as Shego began to scream out in agony. Without hesitation, she vaulted off the roof.

The world went away. There was Agni and there was the ground, and one could not meet the other.

Shego stretched her arms forward as she fell, stretching out as far as she could for the falling girl. Second after second, she closed the gap between them. Her clawed fingertips were soon less than an inch away. For a moment she felt hope, as her fingers glanced against the falling body. However, just as suddenly that hope was dashed into pure despair as a spectral limb shot from the shadows beside her and wrapped tightly around her ankle. The tiny body fell well beyond her grip and rushed downward towards the streets below.

Choke on your hubris as you WATCH HER DIE!

AAAAAAAAGGGG–“

— — —

—Shegos apartment: The Present—

NNNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!

Shego shot up in her bed, sweat pouring down her face. That nightmare again. She could still feel the cold Go City air rushing past her, even as sweat drenched her body. She couldn’t stop hyperventilating. Her heart was pulsing explosively within her chest, and goose bumps rose all across her skin.

Its okay! Everythings okay! Agnis fine and he is gone for good. Kaput! Dead! Get that through your idiot head, Shego!

After five minutes, her panic attack settled down. Her fear-drunk mind began to clear. She took a final deep breath and slowly lay back down against her pillows. She reached for the bottled water next to her on the nightstand and took a deep drink before wiping her mouth and shaking her head bitterly.

Goddamned nightmares.

She noticed thin wisps of smoke wafting past her face and glanced around, trying to find their source. Her brow furrowed as she saw the two deep black burn marks on either side of her body seared completely through the covers and mattress. As usual.

I guess its time for my annual mattress shopping. Beautiful.

It was a nightmare that seemed to visit her at least once a year, usually around her birthday. Which, oddly, wasnt for another month.

“Oh, fantastic. Yeah, I really need two monthly mood-ruiners. Just great. Son of a bitch…”

Shego looked at the clock and groaned. Normally, she made it a point to never sleep as late as she had today. However she considered it acceptable this one time, considering she hadnt gotten to sleep until around 6am that very morning. Tracking her stray daughter had taken that long.

— — —

—Middleton: Earlier—

Shego was honestly not surprised when she entered her room at 3:30 in the morning to check on Agni and found her daughter nowhere in sight. Most mothers probably would have panicked, or grabbed for the phone to call the local authorities. Shego never did anything the ordinary way, however. At seeing her window open, she merely leaned against her wall and sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose.

Dammit, Agni. Cant you understand that Im way too tired to deal with this right now?

She stuck her head out the window and looked around to get some indication of where the girl had gone. Small flattened holes were melted into the brickwork leading down; Agni had apparently used her power to slowly and soundlessly melt handholds to ease herself down to the street. Shego smirked despite herself. Her daughter was very good, no doubt about it; certainly better than Shego had been at her age. Although, to be perfectly honest, Shego had spent most of her time learning how not to set fire to everything around her. Stealth hadn’t exactly been a concern back then. Agni, on the other hand, had had her entire life to get used to her powers.

Shego eased herself out the window, landing gracefully on the street below.

Now where did you get to?

The thief certainly could have tracked the girl pretty easily, but there was a far easier technique at her disposal and this was one of the only scenarios where it was useful for anything. Shed be damned if she would waste this opportunity. Shego closed her eyes and concentrated hard.

Shego was entirely unsurprised that the girl didnt know about this technique. It had been eight years, after all, and Agni had been four at the time Shego left. The technique was quite simple in theory; Shego and Agni had the same powers, the same physiology, the same energy, the same blood. Ergo, they were linked in a way most mothers and daughters weren’t. One could simply sense where the other had been. An overprotective parent would have killed for such a power.

Shego closed her eyes. Her concentration focused inward, and forced away all sensory distraction. Tapping into her glow on an entirely mental level was exhausting, and she was years out of practice.

After five minutes, the thief felt a tug at her consciousness. Opening her eyes, Shego could she a faint glowing green trail heading off in the northeastern direction. At the familiar sight and sensation, the thief smiled wistfully. It really had been awhile.

She regretted that she couldnt use that trick on anyone but Agni, because if it also worked on her brothers, she would have always known when to disappear. And I wouldn’t have caught Hego in the bathroom that one time… Aaaaand that’s an image that won’t leave my head for a few weeks, easy. Great job, brain.’

Shego sighed. Dammit, if I could just visit her, I could teach her all this crap I had to learn on my own. The power they both possessed was extremely versatile, certainly the most versatile of the Drago siblings’ powers. There were so many uses for it that could never be learned from a letter.

God, there’s so much she needs to know. Maybe She halted that train of thought before it had a chance to go anywhere foolish. You lost the right to teach her anything a long time ago. Get over it, Shego. Just let it go.

Shaking her head, Shego shifted her focus back to the task at hand: retrieving her rebellious daughter. She got inside her nearby car; the engine gave a dissonant roar when she turned the key. She pulled out of the parking lot, her eyes never straying from the radiant green trail.

As she drove, she remembered the conversation she had had with her mother a few hours ago. The woman was as much of a scary bitch now as she had been when Shego had been Agnis age. Her father was the one that did most of the actual raising, but when it had come to matters of discipline and punishment, he had always stepped aside like the inveterate coward he was and allowed her mother to do as she pleased.

Roza never liked to be bothered with her family unless circumstances warranted it, and Shegos early rebellious streak warranted it very early on. Sometimes Shego got herself into trouble just to upset the woman, which never worked out as she would have liked. Shego’s little rebellions never got her mother’s attention, just that same hardened, expressionless stare. It was like Roza had simply decided early on that it wasn’t worth her time to even punish the girl.

It didnt take a genius to figure out that it had probably been her father Dmitris idea to have children. He was the overaffectionate softie of the family after all. Her mother probably just did it so he would have something to do.

And now Agni has to deal with the same unbelievable bullshit I was subjected to. Jesus, it’s no wonder she ran off. I honestly cant blame her; Id have done the exact same thing. Hell, I guess I kinda did.

The only reason Shego hadnt run away in her youth was out of sheer spite. She simply didnt want to make her mothers life that easy. Part of the pale thief wished she could shed her desperately stubborn streak for all the trouble it put her through; but another part of her noted that, had it not been for her spiteful side, Agni would not have existed a few weeks beyond her conception. Even that choice to keep the only person she currently gave a damn about was born from spite.

God, was that a day! The day Shego told her mother she was pregnant had been nothing short of a catastrophe. Her entire family had nearly come to blows over that mess. Shego made a point to not think about that day or any of the days that closely followed, for now at least. The last thing she needed was to be angrier than she was.

After following the iridescent trail for the better part of an hour, Shegos brow furrowed. There was no way she was headed where it looked like she was headed.

It didnt seem, well, possible.

For a moment, she entertained the idea that she was following some crazily intricate wild goose chase that her twelve-year-old had devised. As unlikely as that seemed, it was still easier to believe than the apparent reality. As far as she could tell, Agni was heading straight towards Kimmies house.

What the hell is she doing running this way? Shes not actually heading over to Pumpkins house, is she? No, couldnt be, she could barely stand to be in the same room as Kimmie. After a moments consideration, she shook her head and laughed in exasperation. She probably figured this would throw me off. If I couldn’t see her energy trail, it probably would have. Heh, shes even more stubborn than I am.

When she reached the Possibles’ neighborhood, she parked a few blocks away to avoid alerting anyone in the house. It was still pretty early, but there was a small chance that Kimmies family might be awake. Things would have been much easier if the family wasnt familiar with her face. She would have to approach stealthily to avoid anything troublesome.

Silently, she approached the Possible residence and went around to the back, where the wall ascended up to what looked like an attic window. All her senses told her that this was where Agni had run off to, and that she was up there currently. That much became obvious as she inspected the wall. Similar melted claw marks in the brick led up to the window, and they looked exactly the same as the marks on Shego’s apartment building. Subtlety wasn’t exactly the kid’s strong suit.

Using the handholds her daughter had thoughtfully provided, Shego climbed up and peered into the window, only to suddenly lose her balance and fall hard to the ground. She wasn’t usually this clumsy, but she had just seen something that logic and the laws of the universe had very recently deemed impossible.

It couldnt be! Im just really, REALLY tired…

Taking a deep breath, Shego slowly crept back up the wall, this time making sure to steady herself before looking in. She peered into the room, then closed her eyes, then opened them again. No, the obvious hallucination was still there. She cautiously shifted her weight to her right side, so that she could rub her eyes with the side of her left hand. The scene remained, illuminated by the full moon and clear starry sky above.

Her surly, troublesome daughter and the girl she maintained a bitter rivalry with were both sleeping in the same bed in one anothers arms and looked like they were both fairly comfortable in that position. It simply did not add up.

Of course, shed fully expected to find Agni in there; however, she’d thought that the girl would be hiding in the closet until the coast was clear, not in Kimmies bed. Despite herself, she felt a deep searing anger begin to boil in the pit of her stomach. What the hell!? She hates Kimmie! Is she that desperate!? I bet this is some way of getting back at me! That little…

After a moment of giving in to those feelings, Shego sighed and shook them off. Agni wouldnt have run from me if she thought she had a choice. Not from me. Maybe maybe I should try to find some other way. I certainly cant take care of her, not after…’ ‘But I’d really be the bitch of all bitches if I thought I could just forget about her needs Im not like my mother. I wont just forget about her because its easier.

Shego suddenly realized that she had been watching the two sleeping girls for over ten minutes. Agnis calm expression didnt hide the dark lines under her eyes, evidence of her exhausting trip to run to her mothers arms, a trip that seemed to have ended in utter failure. She suppressed a sigh and leapt from where she hung outside the window to the soft grass. Well, I wanna vomit. This is ’cause of me. She looks like that, she put herself through all that crap… for me. And I told her I’d feed her to the damn scorpions. Again. Because she makes me uncomfortable. And she still looks up to me! She looks up to me and I can’t even…

Shego sighed and looked at the moonlit grass. Ill come back later, when theyre awake. Id be such a bitch if I woke her up like that and dragged her back to my parents on top of that. I need time to think about things Maybe Ill bust Drakken out to clear my head. Hes probably plenty pissed by now, considering how I bailed on him. Shego considered her options as she walked back to her car.

Above all other things though, she intended to finally get some rest. Working on only three hours’ sleep was not helping her think. She briefly considered the idea that her parents were probably expecting Agni back sometime soon.

Screw ’em. She shrugged those thoughts away with a tired grin.

— — —

—Shegos Apartment: The Present (Again)—

Shego’s plan to free her inept employer had fallen through when she had realized she was simply not in the mood to blast into the prison, grab Drakken, and then fight her way back out. All the while, of course, she’d be dealing with the blue dolts incessant whining about “the proper way for an employee to behave…” And all because she’d bailed on his idiotic Las Vegas ice dome “operation” for a perfectly legitimate reason! And she couldn’t even tell Drakken said legitimate reason! No, she was decidedly not ready for that tearful reunion just yet.

So she settled on the far more inviting option; going home, curling up in bed, and praying for some much-needed respite. But. of course, she couldnt even be allowed that.

The emerald thief felt drained and heavy as she eased herself down at her kitchen table, balancing two slices of toast and a glass of orange juice in both hands. She generally felt pretty out of it for the entire day whenever she had that nightmare. However, she didnt have the option of merely lying back for the day and calming her nerves as was her usual routine. Above all else, she needed to figure out what to do to help her daughter.

She idly chewed on a piece of toast as she glanced over her shoulder at the small digital clock. The small red numbers told her it was one in the afternoon.

Kim should definitely be up by now. Shego thought idly. Despite that estimate, she didnt want to get up and perform her motherly duties any more than she had in the early morning.

What am I gonna say to Agni? Im sorry things are tough, deal with it? or maybe, Eighteen isnt that far away, you know. Oh, that’s good, Shego, really good. Gosh, you are such a boon to your daughters life. Christ, I’m an idiot… She sighed and reclined in her seat, completely ignorant as to the best solution.

And too stubborn to ask the one person who might be able to help her

Chapter 5: End

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