Kim Possible Porn Story: ACH Chapter 1

A/N: Well! Here goes another one! Hope you like it as much as the others! Especially since it took me three times longer to post it because fixing txt document transfers takes a looooot longer. Hence, posting will take me a mite longer then normal. So, forgive me for the delay!

Happy reading! And I own nothing! Well, except Mik and the plot, hehe.

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She stared in shock. She just couldn’t believe her eyes. Really, how could she? Did they really expect her to be OKAY with this? Surely this was a joke. They must be playing an ultimately huge prank because she’d been a little spacey recently. She bit her lip. The only bad thing was the serious looking faces staring back at her.

“Miss Possible?” asked Dr. Director. Kim’s face visibly paled.

“You okay KP?” asked Ron. He gave her a worried frown. Kim couldn’t muster an answer. Her eyes were locked on the large metal vault looking door in front of her. An invisible tremor ran down her spine.

“Miss Possible, are you ready?” asked the Director. She looked a little hesitant because Kim had visibly deflated in front of her. Kim had to swallow a couple times before she could answer.

“Yeah… Yeah, no big.” She smiled weakly. It took all her strength to step forward and through the vault door. Everyone, her family, Ron, Dr. Director, and even Will Du, watched her enter. They exchanged worried frowns as another agent pushed the door closed. Kim heard the resounding locks sliding into place behind her. It made her stomach drop out beneath her.

“I’m so dead,” she whispered to herself.

Kim stared out into a vastly overgrown jungle spread out far in front of her. It almost blew her mind that this jungle had been put inside a huge building on a small island that hadn’t been recorded on any maps. She could only feel slightly relieved that her stay here wouldn’t be recorded. She frowned. Or so she hoped. If she found any hidden cameras, ANYWHERE, she would have some butts to kick.

She sighed. This wasn’t getting her anywhere. She scanned the jungle again, trying to figure out where to begin.

They hadn’t exactly expressed this as a mission. More like a favor. But weren’t all her missions favors? She groaned again. She didn’t have a clue what they expected of her. They told her there would be simulated weather. They told her she would basically be surviving off of her own skills and instincts. There were even supposed to be native insects and animals roaming around, including predators. They also told her that three other people had been put in here, as well as a couple of new species that they had genetically altered.

Actually, one person had somehow gotten pulled in by mistake, so half of this was a rescue mission. The other half seemed to be basic survival. No cameras, no help. In the end, she had fifty days to find the others and manage to find the exit. The OTHER exit, the only one she could access from the inside.

The only reason this whole thing didn’t appeal to her at all was because of the fact the major reason they’d thrown her in here was to see if she could convince one well known thief into changing sides. If she didn’t, Kim had to find a way to incapacitate her.

The really, REALLY bad thing about that was the thief was pissed at her. She had thrown the woman into an electrical tower, after all. At that moment in time, she honestly hadn’t felt any remorse. Later, after it sunk in what she’d done… BIG self reproach.

She could already imagine the thief’s angry eyes and vicious snarl. Kim shivered, an imagined feeling of plasma scorching her skin. Sometimes, she seriously hated that woman’s plasma.
Other then Shego, neither of the others had been named. Talk about sending her in blind. She didn’t even know what she was supposed to do with the last person.

She sighed and fingered the knife belted to her waist. It was the only tool they allowed her.
Rubbing her forehead, she trotted off into the thick foliage, trying desperately not to think about what the real motives behind this were.

A loud thunderous boom filled the air. Kim blinked, eyes quickly darting upward. Unfortunately, the jungle was so thick, she couldn’t make out anything but some dim sunlight streaking through the leaves. As she squinted upward, something cold and wet fell onto her eyelid, making her jerk slightly in surprise.

“A storm already?” Kim groaned, quickly scanning her surroundings. “No telling how bad it will be,” she mumbled. She quickly hacked off several large leaves and began arranging them into a half hazard shelter. She finished putting it together just as the sky opened up and began releasing bucket loads of water.

Kim huddled under her makeshift shelter, a small frown on her lips. Not a fantastic way to spend her first day. She hadn’t even cleared a mile yet. She hadn’t found water, and… Wait, water. She need to catch some of this. Hopefully it wasn’t harmful to drink.

She hacked off some more leaves. She carefully rolled them into tight cones and tied them in place with more leaves. Finishing about three of those, she held them out to fill up one by one. After filling the last one, she drank as much water as her stomach would allow then refilled it.
Feeling the water slosh in her stomach, Kim leaned up against the tree trunk behind her and let her mind wander.

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Kim blinked. Instant realization that the sun was blinding her finally flooded her mind. She rolled her head to get the kinks out of her neck, her mind a blur of confusion.

“Where am… Oh…” Sighing, she got up from her small little shelter and stretched. She looked down at her stored water. They were about half empty because she hadn’t sealed them well enough. Water had slowly leaked out. She rubbed her eyes then bent down to drink what was left in them. She couldn’t afford to waste any water, not until she found another source.

Kim glanced around, slightly dazed and disoriented. Shrugging because she didn’t really have a set destination to begin with, she just took off in a direction. A part of her realized she should keep track of her progress, so as not to go in circles, but she couldn’t bring herself to care.

She frowned.

“Since when have I not cared?” she muttered. Had she become so lackadaisical? Was that why they had tossed her out here?

She frowned, her pace becoming more hurried.

She had felt bored, irritated with recent missions. She grew impatient and flippant with things she used to really enjoy. It didn’t make any sense. What had changed?

“Monkey Fist is out doing something somewhere and no one can find him,” she muttered to herself, trying to go through a list of foes and reasons for her odd behavior. “Drakken has been quiet, and when he’s shown up, Shego hasn’t been around. Gemini has been grumbling away to himself and not causing any serious problems. And even Dementor has been quiet.” Kim frowned, feeling she hadn’t gotten anywhere.

If anything, this type of thing should make her nervous, edgy. Instead, she’d actually gotten bored with her work. Ron had almost had to drag her out to several of their last missions.

Cheerleading… jeeze, she’d even handed her title over to Bonnie and walked out of the gym, bluntly saying she quit.

She smiled slightly.

It had been highly amusing to see Bonnie’s jaw flapping soundlessly. It was the first time she had seriously shut the girl up. Actually, it was the first time she’d ever seen Bonnie so flabbergasted. She found the whole parental berating worth it just for that look on Bonnie’s face.

Kim paused.

Instead of keeping up with cheerleading, she had actually focused her attention on kickboxing and weightlifting. There wasn’t really a point to it. She just needed to do something to keep moving, but she didn’t want to put up with the whole cheerleading factor. Kim frowned. Her whole pattern of behavior was changing. It was like… like she was…

“You piece of-!” bellowed a voice, effectively knocking Kim out of her stupor.

Kim whipped her head up and began concentrating. She huffed at herself for not being alert enough to pinpoint the direction of the voice. Sighing, she picked her best bet and took off, praying she wasn’t wrong.

Kim ran wildly through the vegetation, slowly starting to pick up on the sounds of struggle. She tried to focus on the noise, allowing her direction to change accordingly. She burst out of the vegetation.

She blinked, her stomach flipping. She looked down to see herself several feet above a river. With a short cry of alarm, she plummeted down into the murky brown water. Shocked at the warmth of the water, Kim came sputtering to the surface.

“Freakin, stupid…” she grumbled, swimming over to a large root hanging over the river. She pulled herself up onto the root to hover over the water, eyes scanning her surroundings.

A wave of brown water sloshed over her, Kim nearly knocked from her perch.

Kim growled after the water passed, glaring around to find the cause of the wave.

There, standing on the back of a large serpent, Shego stood with her hands alight, smirking up at the serpent’s head that eyed the green skinned woman hungrily.

“Figures,” she muttered. She sighed.

She blinked. Was Shego wearing a leather loincloth and top?

Kim frowned. That didn’t make much…

SPLASH!

Kim was doused again as Shego dodged the snake’s lunge and threw herself on the back of its head, both crashing into the water.

Kim spit out a mouthful of water, pushing her long red hair out of her eyes. She glared up at it, seriously thinking about taking her old sensei’s advice and cutting most off it off for convenience sake. Kim eyed Shego’s long black mane tied back by a simple leather strap. She had no idea how the woman maintained that long mane.

She sighed, watching as Shego continued to duke it out with the snake. She wasn’t very much pressed into helping. After all, she felt a little sorry for the snake.

CRACK!

Kim rolled her eyes as Shego smashed her hands so hard into the snakes head that it crashed down onto a log and sent parts of it splintering. The snake tried to slither off, but Shego grinned wildly, catching the thing by its long tail and halting its progress.

“Ah, ah, ah! You attack me, expect an easy dinner, and now you’re running away? I’m feeling a little hungry myself. How bout we turn the tables?”

Kim didn’t even flinch when Shego basically ripped the snake’s head off. Usually, such a brutal act would have at least made her cover her eyes or look the other way.

The sound of clapping filled the air.

It took a moment for Kim to realize that she was the one clapping.

Shego whirled instantly, hands lighting up. As soon as she saw Kim, she growled.

“What are you doing here? Don’t you ever go away?” sneered Shego.

Kim decided she wasn’t really in a recruiting mood. She only shrugged.

“Don’t blame me. This wasn’t my idea either.”

Shego continued frowning, remaining in a fighting stance. Kim didn’t move. She sat on the root and pretty much stared off into space.

Shego’s frown deepened. Was she getting dismissed?

“Seriously Princess, what are you doing here?”

Kim finally brought her focus back to Shego. She mentally frowned at herself. Why was her mind wandering with SHEGO standing not twenty feet away? Something must seriously be wrong with her.

“Honestly, I don’t know. They threw me in here out of the blue.” Kim sighed, trying to run her fingers through her hair. Her fingers ended up getting tangled up in the wet mess, and she growled in irritation. She tried to pull her hand free, but only ended up in making the mess worse. Okay, that’s it.

Kim yanked out her dagger and began hacking off her hair.

Shego watched in complete shock as Kim hacked away all her hair until it was a ragged cut that ran across her forehead, below her ears, and just touched her collar in the back. Satisfied, Kim put the knife away and scowled as she tried to rid herself of the wet hair clinging to her hands.
Kim balanced herself on the root enough to pull her knees under her chin at look down at Shego in a calm sort of patient look.

It unnerved Shego to no end. She’d never seen the redhead act like this. Not once.

“What the heck is wrong with you Kimmie?” demanded the thief, a deep frown on her lips.
Kim shrugged dismissively, her attention wandering again because the thief wasn’t doing anything interesting. Randomly, Kim kicked her legs forward then let her torso fall over backwards. She caught herself from falling headfirst into the river by catching the root under her knees. She swung back and forth in boredom, hands twined behind her head.

The action only confused the thief further. What was going on?! The Kimmie she knew wouldn’t be this flippant at all! The redhead wouldn’t even allow herself to relax enough to look away from the thief if she were in her presence.

“I’m hungry,” said the redhead, completely out of the blue. Shego frowned.

“Well I ain’t sharing.”

Kim blinked then leaned back and caught the root with her hands, straightening her legs. Her feet came to swing down below her as she regarded the green thief coolly.

“I wasn’t asking you to. I was just thinking I need to find my own breakfast.” Kim looked below her. “And there it is.”

Kim let go of the root and twisted just enough to dive into the water. Shego could only stare where the redhead disappeared. After several seconds, where Shego was starting to wonder if the redhead was going to come back up, Kim surfaced. She went back to the root and climbed up back to her old perch. She un-tucked her shirt and pulled out a large fish.

Shego’s jaw almost dropped.

She knew Kim could do, well, the impossible. But even this didn’t quite seem… Kimmie like.
Shego stalked over to the tree that the root belonged to. She scowled down at the redhead, one hand braced on the tree trunk.

“You’re not Kimmie.”

Kim blinked, pausing in her task of gutting the fish. She looked up at Shego blankly.

“Huh?”

“You’re not Kimmie.”

Kim hooted in laughter, causing the thief to take a step back.

“Course I’m not!” answered “Kim”.

“What the hell?! Where’s Kimmie?!” demanded Shego. “Why do you have her face?!”

“Kim” blinked, brow scrunching up. She opened her mouth, then let it snap closed. Right, she wasn’t really supposed to say. She scratched her head. But then again, Shego had been the only one to discover the folly. And though Kim and her had been rivals/enemies for… well, several years now, she didn’t exactly see the thief exploiting anything unless it was to her gain.

Which it wouldn’t be.

But, there was also the matter of explaining everything. Oh boy…

“Kimmie is going to kill me,” she muttered, causing Shego to arc a confused eyebrow. “Kimmie calls me Mik. Guess you could say I’m Kim’s evil twin.”

Shego blinked. Blinked again…

“Say what?”

Mik shrugged, attention back on gutting her fish.

“I’m her evil twin, of sorts. Well, maybe not evil, but certainly the horribly less innocent one. On one of her missions, she got covered in some scientific goop that basically created another her. But I’m not her. I have her memories, but I’m not Kimmie. Anyway, she basically hid me away, with good reason, of course. She couldn’t quite bring herself to kill off a living being, cause I’m nothing like those clones that Drakken made. I’m my own person. I just share her genetic makeup. Anyway, she couldn’t keep calling me ‘hey you’, so she called me Mik. I have my own basic set of skills and talents, most of which I did receive from her. But again, I’m my own person.”

Shego frowned, rubbing her head in irritation.

“That doesn’t tell me where Kimmie’s at.”

Mik shrugged.

“She’s on vacation, you could say. She’s been stressing out about some stuff.” Mik frowned slightly, as if worried. She quickly dismissed the look. “Anyway, every now and then I take her place and basically handle her normal routines.”

Shego frowned.

“And no one knows? That seems rather far fetched.”

Mik paused in her work again.

“I think they’re starting to see something’s off. I’m usually pretty good at playing Kimmie, but she’s… needed a lot more space this time. I’ve been ‘playing’ her for over… four months now. I think she’s going to be a little mad that I’ve… made a few changes.”

“Changes?” echoed Shego. She was still trying to digest that this girl wasn’t Kimmie.

Mik shrugged.

“Basically quit cheerleading and… kind of quit taking her science classes.”

Shego blinked again.

“Why isn’t Kimmie here? Wouldn’t she be the one out here on this mission? Did you even tell her about it?”

Mik frowned, angrily getting to her feet and leaping to the shore side as far away from Shego as she could manage.

“It’s none of your business, alright?” She stormed off into the jungle, leaving a bewildered Shego behind.

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Mik sat fuming high in a tree. She had cooked and devoured her fish a long time ago. She was already starting to feel the pangs of hunger again. She huffed at herself.

She shouldn’t have let Shego’s words bother her. Shego didn’t know anything.

Mik frowned.

Course, nobody else knew anything either. Sometimes she wondered if SHE knew anything. There were times…

No. She shouldn’t think about that. She shuddered. No. Not of that.

Mik climbed to her feet and began walking along the thick branches, easily crossing between them. She was too unsettled to sit still. She hadn’t ever been faced with anyone actually questioning her on her actions. Everyone was fooled. If they weren’t, they still thought she was Kim. They still didn’t blame her. No one blamed Mik. No one knew she existed but for one other person.

Mik felt her eyes burn a bit and angrily blinked her eyes until they were clear.

Kim didn’t mean any of it. Kim wasn’t the one to blame. Kim didn’t know how to handle everything. Kim is still… growing up. She’s still idealistic. Kim was only trying her best to make everything better. She could never blame Kim. Never.

Kim could have chosen to alert the authorities. If she had, Mik would have been killed. Clones, real, self functioning and thinking clones weren’t yet accepted. It was still ethically unsound. Most of society probably would have demanded her destruction.

But, Kim had managed to find an old abandoned hideout villains used to use. She and Mik had cleaned it up and made it livable. Then, Kim made sure to keep her hidden and provide her with food, schooling, entertainment, and even training. They sparred on a nearly daily basis. The only other person Kim had introduced her to was someone none of her family, friends, enemies, or bosses, knew about.

Mik sighed.

Truth be told, the whole truth, was that Shego would know the person. Well, if a name ever came up. Why? Because… It was Shego’s…

“There you are!” bellowed a voice behind her.

Mik flinched, her foot missing the next branch. Next thing she knew, she was falling rapidly. A sudden jerk halted her fall. She looked up to find Shego holding her ankle in a vice-like grip.

“Watch your step, will you?!” growled Shego. The thief huffed and swung Mik up and onto the branch she was clinging to. After Mik was safely grounded, Shego pulled herself up to sit in front of the stunned redhead. “What is your deal?! First, you come out here and pretend to be Kimmie, and then you run off in the middle of your explanation! What the hell is going on?!”

“I can explain that,” said a voice. Both of them jumped, heads snapping around to see a tall tan young woman standing on a branch nearby. Her suit looked worn, but they weren’t as tattered as you’d think they’d be in this environment. Her snapping blue eyes regarded them coolly.

Mik’s eyes instantly lit up.

“Shaundra!” exclaimed Mik, eagerly climbing to her feet and closing the distance between them.

Shego blanched.

“Sis!?”

Shaundra smirked, one hand reaching out to playfully muss Mik’s hair.

“Long time no see, Sharee.”