Chapter 3: The Mission

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The part Shego hated the most with missions was always getting to the location, and this ride was taking a bit longer then she would have liked.

"So what exactly did Drakken steal Shego?"

"A bunch of chemicals of some sort. I don't remember all the details of the chemicals."

"Alright we're about three minutes out. Y'all should get your shoots ready."

"On it."

All three of them put on their parachutes and secured them onto their backs.

"You ready, Ron?"

"Never better KP!"

They reached their destination and jumped out into a sky dive. The three sailed through the air until they hit terminal velocity, then pulled their shoots. All three of them landed on the ground with ease to stand in front of what looked like and abandoned warehouse. Ron reached for the door to be stopped by Kim.

"What's wrong?"

"Look around. What's missing?"

"Um, a lock?"

"Cameras, Ron. It's not like Drakken to forget about surveillance."

"Enough chit chat. Let's get moving you two."

Shego reached for the doors and opened them cautiously. The room inside was dark with no lights on, only the light coming from the doors was available. The team moved forward cautiously letting their eyes adjust to the darkness.

"Shego, what is this? It's just an empty room."

"Looks like Drakken finally upgraded."

Shego walked over to the wall and began to inspect it.

"Here we are."

She pressed a panel and the center of the floor opened up into a staircase that led downward underneath the complex. The team went down into an elaborate base that had several hallways that were interconnected.

"Great! How are we going to find him now?"

"Oh stop whining, Ron! We'll figure something out."

"I have an idea where he is at."

"Where would that be?"

"The center of the base Stoppable."

Shego led the way through the zigzagging hallways with Kim behind her and Ron taking up the rear.

"Hold up. There's some of Drakken's goons. That's weird. They have guns."

"You mean lethal guns. Not the tranquilizing or stun guns?"

"Oh yeah, Princess they are lethal for sure."

"So we avoid them?"

"Sorry, Princess it isn't going to be that easy. I'm fairly sure Drakken is right behind that door they are guarding."

"Oh, why do all the super villans have to keep upgrading to worse things?"

Rufus, the pet naked mole rate, poked his head out of Ron's pocket finally waking up from his nap.

"Rufus! Maybe you can distract the guards so we can get by!"

Rufus looked over to the guards.

"M'k."

Rufus hoped out of Ron's pocket and ran over to adjacent hallway. He looked back then let out a loud whistle.

"Hey! O'er here!"

"What is that?"

"Who cares? Let's go get it before it becomes a problem."

The guards ran after Rufus giving the other three the time they needed to slip through the doorway. The team could hear Drakken at the other end of the room apparently talking to himself. Kim looked over to see three very large glass cylinder containers full of liquid. Each one had to be at least one story high and they seemed to have a different liquid in each.

"Well, there are the chemicals he stole. Looks like he only stole three, just had to steal large quantities of it. Knowing Drakken whatever it is it can't be good."

"Yea, it's supposed to not be good, Princess, but I bet whatever it is supposed to do won't work. Remember I used to work for him and half of his inventions didn't work."

"Can we please stop talking about what all this is and just go stop him, Ladies?"

Shego rolled her eyes then moved forward across the room quietly with the other two in tow. They got about halfway across to Drakken to find henchmen dropping down from the ceiling to circle them. All three got into a defensive stance immediately. Shego's hands erupted in plasma, and Ron's were encased in a blue aura as he accessed his mystical monkey powers.

"You fell right into my trap."

Drakken looked over to them and began to circle the team.

"After all these years I couldn't figure out why I kept failing. Why I couldn't beat you. And then it hit me."

"You're too much of a failure to actually accomplish anything", Spat Shego.

"My dear Shego. That's not it at all. I never had the guts to kill."

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