"She Will Do Anything," written by Freedom Fighter Disclaimer: None of the characters from the animated series "Kim Possible" belong to me. Fanfic Rating: This fanfic will be rated PG for some intense battle sequences... but that will be much later on. ====== Chapter Two - Tryouts (11.15.02) High above the Atlantic Ocean, just a few miles west of England... A small cargo plane headed towards London was carrying its pilot and about sixty passengers. Almost all of which were chickens. But among the chickens were Kim, who sat in the co-pilot's chair, and Ron, who was stuck sitting in the back with all of the crates full of live poultry. "Thanks for giving Ron and me a lift, Mr. Duepur." "It's the least I can do. You saved my egg-selling business." "It was no big," Kim smiled as she waved off the compliment, as she did all the time. "All I did was improve your chicken feed formula." "And my chickens are producing more eggs than ever before! That wouldn't have ever happened without you!" "Speaking of which," Ron shouted from the back. "When do we get there? It's getting kinda crowded back here!" Kim glanced back into the hold and gasped when she saw a few piles of eggs being generated by the chickens. Suddenly, Mr. Duepur turned the plane hard right to avoid some birds, causing everything to the cargo hold to slide to the right. Kim closed her eyes as she couldn't bear to watch Ron get buried alive in crates and eggs. And she was right, for upon opening her eyes she was greeted by the sight of Ron with egg yolk on his face... and most of his clothes. "Okay, at least I met my daily requirement of eggs," Ron joked. Rufus then popped out of Ron's pant pocket and started to lick around it. "Rufus! Lick my clothes clean later, when I'm not in 'em!" "We're here," Mr. Duepur yelled as Kim unbuckled her seatbelt and leaped to the back of the plane. "Ready to go Ron?" she asked her sidekick as she examined the giant splotch of yellow egg yolk dripping off of him. Kim then grabbed a parachute bag off of the wall and gave it to Ron. "You first," she told him, not wanting to get egg to fall on her from above. ====== Ron and Rufus both yawned loudly as they looked at the National Gallery Museum entrance just a few feet in front of them. Kim was right beside them, ready to go as she had just pulled her grappling hook hair dryer out of her pocket. "Man, we need to stop doing these overnight missions." "Drakken's SO going to pay for this one." Kim aimed for the roof of the museum as she fired. The grappling hook became lodged at the top of the wall. Kim retracted the hook, which sent her up into the air and to the top. Ron followed suit, as he aimed his hook just a few feet to the right of Kim's. He then pulled himself up as well. They made their way to the skylight overlooking the east wing of the building. And just below them were Drakken and Shego, who were in the process of wrapping the stolen painting in a roll of brown paper bag scraps. "You're supposed to be a 'genius,'" Shego began as she emphasized the word with a gesture of her ring fingers, "so why are we stealing a painting?" "Patience, Shego. This is all a part of my master plan!" "Master plan? What master plan?" "You'll see." Up on the roof, Kim had pulled out her laser pen. She aimed it at one of the window pane's edges as she carefully carved out an entrance for them. After the pen had melted away three of the edges, Kim lifts the window open and throws two ropes down into the building. In seconds Kim and Ron were climbing down their ropes, only to see that Drakken and Shego had been ready for them. "Return that painting!" Kim yelled as she let go of her rope and backflipped down to the floor. She easily made a perfect two-foot landing. "Shego!" Drakken shouted before he pointed at Kim. "You're serious?" Shego asked, still curious about what Drakken was planning. "You heard me!" Kim shouted again as the sounds of Ron screaming fill the air. Kim looked up just in time to see Ron fall and land on his back, just a few feet away. "Ron!" "I'm fine," Ron creaked as he tried to get to his feet. "Just give me a minute to catch myself." "A little too late for that," Kim stated as she grabbed Ron's arms and pulled him up to a standing position. But the moment Kim let go of Ron, Shego appeared and tackled her. The two of them flew several feet before they both tumbled back to their feet. "You won't get past me this time, Kimmie!" "As if, Shego!" Kim and Shego began to go at it as they exchanged a flurry of punches and kicks. "Ron!" Kim yelled in-between punches, "get the painting!" Ron shook the last of the cobwebs out of his head and responded, "Got it, KP!" He ran over towards Drakken. "You baffoon! Haven't you forgotten about them?" Four of Drakken's muscle-bound henchmen jumped in, with their tazer-like jousting sticks at hand. "Heh heh," Ron laughed nervously, "I was wondering where you guys were." Ron started running back towards the dueling Kim and Shego, with the henchmen right behind him. Having noticed Ron's perilous situation, Kim avoided one last swipe of Shego's arm before tumbling past and turning her attention on the henchmen. One by one, Kim managed to disable the lackeys, having dodged the swing of a stick there before following it up with a knee to the stomach. It didn't take long for all four of them to end up on the floor. Then, out of the corner of her eye, Kim spotted Shego leap towards her once again. Kim ducked under Shego's punch, just having escaped by inches. She then grabbed Shego's arm and threw her over her shoulder, sending Shego into the nearby wall. "Darn it," Kim cursed herself, "I could have damaged one of the paintings!" "Shego!" Drakken yelled. "Let's go!" Shego quickly got to her feet, not even taking the time to dust herself off. She ran over towards Drakken as he pulled out a small metal ball and threw it on the floor. In an instant, smoke began to fill the room. "He's *cough* getting away *cough cough*. Ron!" "I'm *cough* here, KP!" Somehow Kim and Ron managed to get out of the room and run out the front door. There they are greeted by the sight of Drakken and Shego getting away in their helicopter. "Where do they get a helicopter from so quickly anyway?" Ron asked as he and Kim found themselves powerless to stop their getaway. "At least they didn't get the painting," Kim said, sighing in relief. "I could barely see it in the smoke, but I think it was there." "You mean they left it behind? After all of that trouble?" "Something's fishy around here, and we're going to get to the bottom of this." ====== Upon their return to Drakken's latest stronghold, Drakken and Shego saw a bunch of teenage girls gathered outside. Naturally, Shego begins to get suspicious. "Okay, what's with all of the girls?" "It's all part of my master plan!" "Which, I might add, you STILL haven't told me!" "It's simple, really." Drakken pulled out a small videocamera, which he handed to Shego. "What am I supposed to do with this?" "In that camera is a tape of your battle with Kim Possible." "What? You seriously think I need a videotape to figure out how to beat her? You think I need a training video?" "Not you, Shego. Them." Drakken pointed out the window and down into the crowd. "So let me get this straight," Shego said, catching onto the Drakken's plan. "You're going to train all of those girls to become Kim Possible wannabes? Can I just ask one thing?" "Yes?" "Are you crazy?" she shouted. "It's the perfect plan!" "By creating an army of Kim Possible wannabes who will kick our tails from here to Timbuktu, it's a perfect plan?" "We're not going to use them against us. They're going to be working for us." "Yeah, right. Like all of those girls don't know who we are already. None of them are going to want to be like Kim Possible, much less want to beat her for us." "This will work, Shego! It WILL work!" "Ten bucks says that you don't even find the right girl tonight." ====== An hour and 45 minutes later... "Welcome aboard!" Drakken exclaimed as he shook hands with a 16-year old brown-haired girl with light brown skin. "Your training begins in the morning." "Thank you," the girl said happily. "I won't let you down!" As two henchmen walked in to show the girl to her quarters, Shego appeared out of the shadows. She mumbled something incoherent as she hands a ten dollar bill to Drakken. "You were saying?" "Okay, so by some luck of the draw you get a girl who hasn't heard of you or Kim Possible, yet she's always wanted to be a superhero. That's not fair! That was like a million-to-one shot!" "Never say never, Shego." "You can't think that she'll have better luck beating Kim than me!" "I think you misunderstood my plan." "Misunderstood? You said you were going to brainwash into thinking that Kim's evil so that she'd beat him." "I never said that!" "Well, you inferred it!" "That's nothing like what I had planned!" "Then what do you have planned?" Drakken smirked. "To beat Kim Possible at her own game! I'll train that young girl to be the world's greatest teen heroine!" Shego gasped. "You can't be serious!" "I just said it, didn't I? Of course I'm serious!" "Okay, this plan of yours is NOT making any sense! You're actually going to train HER to be like Kim Possible?" "Not like. Better than!" Drakken started laughing like a maniac as he walked off, leaving an irate Shego to ponder what was going on. "Has he lost his mind?" she asked herself. Preview of Chapter 3: "Training Day" - Drakken begins to train his new recruit in being a teen heroine. - Shego threatens to walk out if Drakken goes through with his plan. - Kim and Ron get ready to tackle another mission when they get a visitor. Author's Note: Just my luck that the "Kimitation Nation" episode had to air yesterday, as what happens between Drakken and Shego there is similar to what happens here. It won't change what happens in this fic, but I just wanted to point this out before someone jumped in and asked 'why is the plot so similar?'