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KiGo chapter 3: Race against time. RECAP: "I know what you must be thinking. I'm a monster, a psychopath, evil. It's ok, everyone thinks that of me. At least, when they see the real me, anyway," Shego again looked at him with contempt and rage. She wondered briefly, if he was going to kill her before she fulfilled her promise. He laughed and grinned at her as he walked towards the steel door. "I'm not gonna kill you just yet. I'm gonna kill her first. Let you wallow in the anguish, THEN kill you. Should be fun. TTFN." Shego sank back in the chair and wept for a moment, before the anger took over. She still had her plasma... -------------

KiGo: Five Years-Chapter One A/N: Before we continue with this story, I want to dedicate this chapter to the new friends I've made here, and to the friendships that have struck up as a result: ~unknownvizard (https://www.deviantart.com/unknownvizard)  She along with :iconGleek2015: are the two whom are most directly responsible for inspiring this story through their own KiGo stories (Red and New Beginnings, respectively), and I highly recommend them (their works are AMAZING.) :iconTayakoX: it is through her Yorusoi art/comics that I even discovered Deviantart in the first place. She's awesome too. Without her stuff, I wouldn't be on Deviantart at all. So thanks, you three, an

KiGo: Five Years-Chapter One My name is Shego. I used to be a thief, used to work for Doctor Drakken. I used to fight her. I used to fight The Kim Possible and match her blow for blow, shot for shot. We fought, but we had something more, a spark. I never quite knew up until that moment exactly what that spark was, when I was too late to tell her, too late to save her. Present Day ----------------------- Go City Memorial Hospital, Room 213 Kim Possible. The former cheerleader lay in her bed as she always did, breathing with the help of machines as she always did, never moving, never flinching, never opening her eyes. Around the room, as th

I own nothing but the plot. All rights go to Disney Hate. Pure white, blinding hate was all she could feel at this moment, tears streaming down her face as she held the woman beneath her. Her black hair commingled with red locks, her face buried in the neck of the unmoving body beneath her. She sobbed, violently, refusing to let go of HER. -------------------------------------------- Present Day, Go City My name is Shego. I used to be a thief, used to work for Doctor Drakken. I used to fight her. I used to fight The Kim Possible and match her blow for blow, shot for shot. We fought, but we had something more, a spark. I never quite knew