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Death, and After That…
Chapter 2: Inevitable Madness
All that the pair of criminals could do was step back as the tremendous monster stood on top of the table and roared, its lidless eyes swiveling left and right as it tried to reorient itself. The creature's voice was a loud metallic rasp, almost like a person talking through a fan. It appeared to be looking for someone or somthing even dispite its disoriented state. Shego took urgent notice of the fact that the creature was currently between herself and Drakken, and appeared to slowly be focusing on him (In Shego's personal opinion it was probably because the man was blue).
"WHERE…" Drakken took several nervous steps backwards before stopping when he saw his face was two centimeters away from looking down the nightmarish barrel of the creature's cross-like gun.
"N-n-n-now now… there's no need f-f-for such DRASTIC actions". Drakken managed to stutter while sweating rivers. "W-w-why d-don't we all just c-c-calm down…"
Yeah, this is just a super-brilliant plan Dr. D, Shego thought as she silently inched her way over to the monster's blind spot. If Drakken kept it distracted long enough she could easily make the jump and take the beast down before it did anything permanent.
"NOT CALM! FANGORAM DESTROY ANYONE IN FANGORAM'S WAY!"
The monsters eyes flashed dangerously, and it's teeth ground together making a sound reminiscent of nails on a chalkboard. Drakken only managed a frightened squeak before falling to his knees, the face of impending death literally staring down at him. The world seemed to slow down as he saw the monster's finger slowly begin to squeeze the trigger on the weapon that would be the end of him. However, it was due to this enhanced perception that Drakken was able to see his personal thief leap high behind the monster and deliver a devastating punch wreathed in green alien power to the back of the beasts head.
"Rrrargh! If you're dead you should act the part, Ugly!" Shego felt the satisfying impact as her best punch slammed into the base of the monsters head, directly on the brainstem. No one would be able to get up from that for days after such a blow.
Shego one, monster zero, ha ha.
Her mental boasting was cut short when she actually looked where her fist was connecting. There appeared to be some kind of red barrier that threw itself up right as her fist hit. The thing hadn't even felt the blow!
Uh oh…
Slowly the monster turned to look at the woman who had interrupted him. Shego jumped back to the ground and took several reflexive steps backwards. The way he was looking at her reminded her of someone looking down at a fly through a microscope. The monsters right arm blurred for a moment and Shego felt a fist as hard as a wrecking ball slam into her midsection and send her up into the air and into the ceiling. It was only due to years of training that she managed to land on all fours rather than her face when she hit the ground. The pain in her midsection was all that was keeping her from throwing her guts up.
How can something so big move that fast?
Movement out of the corner of her eye was all the indication she needed to summersault to the side and avoid having the creature's gun come down on her head. She heard the crushing of stone and managed to see the monster-guns barrel three feet deep into the floor where she was not a moment ago. Another blur had her jump to the left to avoid a similar fate. Shego was pressed entirely on the defensive just trying to keep from getting crushed.
"All right, that's it!" Shego jumped over the gun rather then around it and landed of the monsters arm, then ran up the length of the limb all the while building up the largest plasma surge she could physically manage. She intended to put this demon down hard and fast. When Shego was up close with it's torso she released the pent of torrent of green star-flame directly against the monsters chest filling the lair with blinding green light. Without pausing to assess the damage, Shego began landing blow after fiery blow right into the center of the small explosion. She was satisfied when "Fangoram" fell backwards off balanced by her relentless attack.
"Hey, Dr. D, lets see Kim Possible do that!" Shego shouted smugly while looked down at her handiwork. As the smoke cleared all her pride died away and she froze solid when she saw what all her efforts had amounted to. Just as she had hoped, she got through the monsters force field, however when all was said and done all she had managed was a rapidly receding burn mark on the creatures chest.
"GARGH! FANGORAM THROW YOU OUT WITH REST OF TRASH!"
Fangoram made a move to reach for Shego but she slipped from his grasp by back flipping onto the floor and running to get some much needed space between her and it.
Maybe if I just keep sniping at him with my plasma bolts I can wear him down… God I hope that's the case!
Her progress was halted suddenly when two concrete spikes erupted out of the floor in front of her. Shego whipped around to see that the monster had done such a feat by merely punching the ground where he stood.
So that's what those spikes were back there…
Everywhere she turned the monster was erecting a barrier of stone to halt her path as it steadily closed the gap between them. As her last path of escape was closed in front of her, Shego's mind was in a frenzy trying to figure out a way to get out of this horrible situation in one piece. She slowly turned around as she heard two heavy footsteps stop directly behind her. Despairing, Shego looked up at the invincible assailant looming above her. Despite his inability to make any noticeable facial expressions, Shego could sense he was smug.
Trapped like a rat…Shego thought while sweat dripped down her face. Ah well, I wont be beaten by a monster like this EVER! She jumped into the air towards the monster in a desperate attempt to save her life and stop this beast. He snatched her out of the air with embarrassing ease and held her up at arms length. Shego was holding onto his massive wrist trying to burn through but the progress she was making was laughable at best. She would never admit it but she was terrified as to what the immediate future would hold.
"FANGORAM SEND YOU FLYING!"
The monster lifted the gun in his right hand and pressed the enormous barrel directly against Shego's midsection. She could feel the cold metal rubbing against her through the fabric of her uniform and found herself too scared to think. The demonic figure was taking it's time to savor the panic he could see in her eyes as it prepared this macabre execution.
Fangoram pulled the trigger. Shego was blown in half.
Oh my god, I'm dieing! I can't die, no I WONT die! I… No, this isn't fair. This is Drakken's fault! HE should be the one here.
Her torso hit the floor directly in front of her employer who had been on his knees crying under the lab table the whole time. The man looked up to see what had made the thud noise and began screaming until he was horse. Shego could feel her consciousness begin to drift from blood loss.
I always thought this was supposed to hurt; being blown in two should hurt… I'm probably going into shock, that's the only explanation I can think of. I never should have been a part of this… I WASN'T SUPPOSED TO DIE OF SOMETHING LIKE THIS! It was supposed to be with KIMMIE! In a real fight! …Against a real person... That was how I wanted to go! Not to some horrible thing…
Slowly Shego began to see a distorted image form down the hallway. At first the spectral form was little more then a red blur, but after awhile it became the familiar image of a smiling redhead walking towards her.
"P-pum…kin…you came…" Shego's hand began to reach towards the girl before her, and then it fell back to the floor and stopped moving.
Drakken had stopped screaming when he saw Shego begin to reach for something. He crawled over to the edge of his hiding place and turned his head over to see what it was. All he could see was an empty hallway.
The doctor heard heavy footsteps stop above him, causing him to cover his head with his arms and weep. The sound of tearing metal filled the lab as the table was torn from the floor and thrown into the far wall. Drakken managed to force himself to look up into the pitiless eyes of this demon he must have pulled out of hell.
The monsters hand began to reach for the doctor to enact some final brutal act before moving on. When his fingers were moments away from closing around the mad scientists head the creatures hand stopped and began to shake. Disoriented the creature took a step back and dropped his gun with a resounding heavy clang. Fangoram grabbed his head in both hands and roared in pain. Drakken didn't know what to make of the unusual display and was not in a position where he had the clarity of thought to find out. All he could do was look on in fear.
"NOOOO! O-OUT OF B-B-BLOOODDDD!"
The beast roared and looked at Drakken through it's squinting eyes. Hopelessly Fangoram began to reach for the blue doctor as though out of some mindless hatred, a need for one last act of senseless brutality.
"F-F-FANGORAM… WILL GET YOU!"
The massive hand stopped inches away from Drakken's face. After ten minutes the shock wore off and Drakken angled his head around the arm to see why the monster had stopped. It appeared to have frozen in the same position it did when in mid reach and seemed to be in no hurry to move from it. Even it's eyes were still looking at the space Drakken occupied a moment before. It appeared to be just as dead as it was when the two first found it, not that Drakken intended to take any chances.
He stood up on shaky legs and ran to Shego's side. He could see all the way into her chest cavity from looking into the torn flesh under her ribs. Blood was dripping everywhere but despite this, she seemed to have a calm almost euphoric look on her face.
Despite the state of her, Drakken still reached out and grabbed her wrist to check for the woman's pulse. It was an obvious act of desperation.
"SHEGO! Shego, talk to me! Please! I'm so sorry, Shego! I should have listened to you I know that but please WAKE UP!" As if in the spirit of their entire relationship, Shego ignored Dr. Drakken.
Slowly, Drakken stood up and walked towards the analyzer as though drunk or in a confused daze. When he looked down at the machine his face contorted with rage and he grabbed the device and tore it from the portal-array, then threw it at the wall as hard as he could.
"This piece of GARBAGE! If I'd never heard of this, this stupid THING none of this would have happened! Dammit, DAMMIT!" After an hour of kicking the machine into the wall, Drakken found that he no longer had the strength to stand and fell to his knees.
Even I can see the irony in this. I didn't appreciate her enough, even though she was all I had… and now I don't even have THAT! …Shego is dead, my lab is in ruins, I have nothing… He he, I… I AM nothing… I've become on the outside what I've been on the inside the whole time…
He almost hoped Kim Possible would break down his door and take him away. It would be a proper end to his humiliation.
With red eyes Drakken forced himself to look over at the behemoth that made him realize his iniquity.
Its really quite funny, Drakken thought. Despite what this monster has done, and intended to do, I can't hate it. If it weren't for my plan I'd have never seen this undead wreck in the first place and Shego would still be… Something about that thought caught in Dr. Andrew Drakken Lipsky's mind.
That thing… All my scans said that it was lacking in living biological function…
It was dead but not…
Undead…
Not dead…
Brought back from the dead…
Drakkens eyes widened. Slowly he turned and looked over at Shego lying there on the ground. The human of him was damning himself for even considering that such an impossible thing could happen, but of course another part of him, the scientist, the dreamer that was never able to see his own limitations, he only saw infinite possibilities.
"If the monster was brought back from the dead, then studying it's body would probably show me how it happened. I would have the technology to control life itself and spit in Death's face! Maybe, I've been seeing this whole affair all wrong. This was my second chance at respect, and at having the power to rule this world!" Drakken looked at Shego's ruined body lying at his feet.
"And you will help me do it…"
Chapter 2: End