Raging Hearts Amidst Darkness

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: Kim Possible and all associated characters portrayed and/or implied inside this fanfict belong solely unto Walt Disney Productions.

Drakken strolled through yet another demolished lab. He couldn't believe this. History repeated, and every piece of rubble underneath his soles mocked him sorely. Even he must admit, his teen nemesis had grown into a formidable adversary with a penchant for making his life miserable.

Shego told him time and again, "Your plans always fail, because you overthink them".

His plan was so simple, well, at least on paper. Shego kidnapped sixteen of the world's prominent IT programmers and knowledgeable in international commerce systems. Tapping into the NASDAQ or the NYSE would've drawn too much attention. He could've coerced them into tapping into third and fourth exchange markets.

These markets are reserved for brokerage dealers and large organizations/institutions. These markets are more private and less monitored, or so he thought. He could've made millions mimicking the top investors' daily trades, strewed throughout the world under various aliases and shadow companies. His ROI would've been limitless, given the FTC didn't detect their hook into their system. Even if they did, he was certain, they'd never trace it back unto him.

And yet, his nemesis did...somehow. He was sure, it wasn't her tech geek this time. His people had him under 24/7 surveillance, even to monitoring their communicators. She showed up at his lair without warning, kept Shego occupied fighting, like usual, while her buffoon rescued their kidnapped IT experts and blew up his mainframe.

Wall Street learnt about his plot. Their computer wizes already developed patches to protect against such security breaches in the near future. That'd been two months ago. He'd only partially recouped his losses. It wasn't easy with FBI and Global Justice warrants hanging over their heads. Drakken strolled through his latest lair planning his ultimate revenge.

Helping 'Under' Hand

Killing her outright would be too easy. It'd been done and over. Torture wasn't really his thing. Such tactics were always too messy, and forensics could potentially link him with her death years, possibly even decades, later. No, he needed a more subtle, debilitating approach to punishing his nemesis. An hour later, he still hadn't came up with anything devious enough to satisfy his thirst for revenge.

Drakken does what he always does. He logs onto trolling for idea. An invitation chat request pops up on his computer screen. He didn't have anything else to lose. Drakken clicks ACCEPT hooking into Bassett-Hound-666's private chat room.

"I see you're having problems with your nemesis".

"Yes. Yes, I am".

"What kind of troubles?"

"She always shows up when I least expect, thwarts my plans, and usually destroys my lairs, before leaving. I tell you, it's getting expensive losing so much".

"Name?"

"Kim Possible," he deadpans, sighing heavily.

"I've heard of her," Bassett-Hound-666 lies to build some rapport. "She's thwarted a plan or two of mine. I want payback, too. Wanna team up and exact revenge against her?"

Drakken hesitates, unsure how Shego would react. She didn't play well with others. She'd already threatened to quit twice this month. He didn't wish to break up his 'evil family'.

"Something wrong?"

"No". He falters, embarrassed to admit the truth. "Maybe?"

"Your partner doesn't play well with others, does he/she?"