Post by Dippy on Feb 1, 2007 7:36:33 GMT -5
This is chapter one of my first fanfic. It's a D/S one for those who care. I've decided to have it consist of many, but short chapters to make it an easy read. Hope you enjoy.
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“Kim Possible!” A raspy voice shattered the silence that filled the large building. “I hate her! Hate her! Do you hear me, Shego?!” The man who owned the voice was tall with black hair and a scar under his left eye, both of which had dark circles around them. He was also clad in a dark blue lab coat and had a monobrow. His most dominating physical attribute was his blue skin however. His real name was Drew Theodore P. Lipsky but most people knew him as the evil Dr. Drakken.
“Loud and clear, doc.” a woman answered. Her pale skin had a light green tint to it, but it looked healthier than Drakken’s blue skin. Her long, flowing hair was jet black and she was dressed in a black and green jumpsuit with matching gloves and boots. She actually looked quite beautiful.
“She always ruins my plans! I’ve had it up to here with her and the annoying boy… What’s-his-face!” Drakken continued. “But I’ll have my sweet revenge yet Shego, and then nothing can stop me… not even that weird little thing the boy keeps in his pocket.”
“That would be a mole rat.” Shego replied smugly. “It’s not like it’s a secret weapon or anything, it’s just a nude rodent.” she said while she continued to sharpen the claws on her gloves with a nail file.
“Whatever!” Drakken replied, his face being in it’s usual scowl. “I’m retiring to my room. Maybe I’ll come up with some unfoilable plan in my sleep. Good night Shego… oh and remember to turn off the lights when you’re done. The new lair is a big place and I’m not made out of money.”
“Unfoilable isn’t an actual word, you know!” she shouted after him as he left the room. She gave a little smile as she heard him grumble behind the closing mechanical door.
Shego continued filing her clawed gloves while she thought about certain things. Mainly her relationship with her employer. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it but there was sort of a bond between her and Drakken. A silent understanding so to say. He’d make his rant and she interrupt him with snarky remarks. Then he’d throw one of his hissy-fits, growling and making threats, all to her amusement. She thought it was… cute.
She loved the fact that she could get him so riled up and how he could do nothing in return. Sure he’d make threats but he’d never follow through on them. It wasn’t that Shego thought he couldn’t do it. He just wouldn’t. He needed her. After all, he was a thinker and not a fighter, as he’d told her several times. Of the two Shego was the one to be feared in hand-to-hand combat. She was a skilled fighter and her razor sharp claws and super powers only enhanced her fearsome repertoire.
Drakken, however, didn’t like fighting. He had no problems watching Shego deal out damage but he didn’t want to end up in a fistfight himself, which was one of the reasons he hired the henchwoman in the first place. He wasn’t weak. In fact Shego had herself seen that he was in quite good shape. He often lifted heavy objects around by himself. Her biggest proof, however, came when he had to be topless when they shot the commercial for Drakken’s brainwashing shampoo ‘Lather, Rinse and Obey’. He didn’t have abs one could grate cheese on but still, he was surprisingly toned. The doctor actually had biceps.
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“Kim Possible!” A raspy voice shattered the silence that filled the large building. “I hate her! Hate her! Do you hear me, Shego?!” The man who owned the voice was tall with black hair and a scar under his left eye, both of which had dark circles around them. He was also clad in a dark blue lab coat and had a monobrow. His most dominating physical attribute was his blue skin however. His real name was Drew Theodore P. Lipsky but most people knew him as the evil Dr. Drakken.
“Loud and clear, doc.” a woman answered. Her pale skin had a light green tint to it, but it looked healthier than Drakken’s blue skin. Her long, flowing hair was jet black and she was dressed in a black and green jumpsuit with matching gloves and boots. She actually looked quite beautiful.
“She always ruins my plans! I’ve had it up to here with her and the annoying boy… What’s-his-face!” Drakken continued. “But I’ll have my sweet revenge yet Shego, and then nothing can stop me… not even that weird little thing the boy keeps in his pocket.”
“That would be a mole rat.” Shego replied smugly. “It’s not like it’s a secret weapon or anything, it’s just a nude rodent.” she said while she continued to sharpen the claws on her gloves with a nail file.
“Whatever!” Drakken replied, his face being in it’s usual scowl. “I’m retiring to my room. Maybe I’ll come up with some unfoilable plan in my sleep. Good night Shego… oh and remember to turn off the lights when you’re done. The new lair is a big place and I’m not made out of money.”
“Unfoilable isn’t an actual word, you know!” she shouted after him as he left the room. She gave a little smile as she heard him grumble behind the closing mechanical door.
Shego continued filing her clawed gloves while she thought about certain things. Mainly her relationship with her employer. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it but there was sort of a bond between her and Drakken. A silent understanding so to say. He’d make his rant and she interrupt him with snarky remarks. Then he’d throw one of his hissy-fits, growling and making threats, all to her amusement. She thought it was… cute.
She loved the fact that she could get him so riled up and how he could do nothing in return. Sure he’d make threats but he’d never follow through on them. It wasn’t that Shego thought he couldn’t do it. He just wouldn’t. He needed her. After all, he was a thinker and not a fighter, as he’d told her several times. Of the two Shego was the one to be feared in hand-to-hand combat. She was a skilled fighter and her razor sharp claws and super powers only enhanced her fearsome repertoire.
Drakken, however, didn’t like fighting. He had no problems watching Shego deal out damage but he didn’t want to end up in a fistfight himself, which was one of the reasons he hired the henchwoman in the first place. He wasn’t weak. In fact Shego had herself seen that he was in quite good shape. He often lifted heavy objects around by himself. Her biggest proof, however, came when he had to be topless when they shot the commercial for Drakken’s brainwashing shampoo ‘Lather, Rinse and Obey’. He didn’t have abs one could grate cheese on but still, he was surprisingly toned. The doctor actually had biceps.
;D
