Kim Possible Porn Story: Behind Green Eyes Chapter 7

Kim Possible Porn Story: Behind Green Eyes Chapter 7

The feeling of Georgias eyes on her was unnerving. It didnt help that the woman was supposed to be maneuvering the sub through some tricky caves. She tried to ignore the Goth. She kept her eyes focused on the big screen in front of them, hands idly rolling the brass casing of an M-14 round between her palms.

It was an odd habit that shed picked up. For some weird reason, it did help calm her. It kept her hands busy and let her mind wander. Shed developed it that day Ron died. While shed been balling her eyes out, shed spotted the empty brass shells shinning at her from the dirt. She had been drawn to them, eyesight blurred with tears. She picked one up and absently rolled it between her hands.

Thats where her plans had started. That moment, a new Kim was born. She wasnt filled with Im here to save the day, she was filled with Im going to hurt you for what youve done, if not kill you. If you had seen her, sitting there, huddled on the edge of the cliff, clothes and hair in disarray, covered in blood, you would have thought she was an escapee from a psycho ward.

Kim couldnt help but smirk absently. She had been a terrifying sight that day. She was like a walking zombie. Shed frightened her best friend, Monique, so bad, the girl had moved, entirely shutting herself off from her old life, from Kim. Kim, in return, went into hiding. After all, the day Ron died was the day before graduation. It wasnt hard to disappear, to run away and leave everything behind. Monique did give her a small donation, before splitting. It had been enough to get the redhead out of town, start a new life.

Kim brought her legs up and crossed them in the chair, her hands still rolling the brass shell.

She had run into Georgia first. It hadnt been a typical run-in. Georgia was having a family function. It was public knowledge that Georgia was not the favorite of the family, something Kim had found amusing, though did nothing more then take note of. After all, Kim wasn’t there to get to know the family. She was there to get to know the family assets.

Kim took advantage of the commotion to slip in to steal a few things from the giant household. Well, she had attempted to. When Georgia came up behind her and asked what she was doing, Kim had nearly wigged out. She hadnt been expecting anyone to notice her, let alone follow her. It was twice as bad when Georgia calmly offered to show her where the really expensive stuff was.

Kims train of thought was what the hell?!

That same thought repeated itself at least a hundred times in the next four hours. Georgia helped her pull off the heist. She helped Kim steal half the family jewels, three expensive paintings, and even a prized classic GTO. They took off like bats out of hell, treasures in tow. When they finally stopped for the night, Georgia got out of the car, lit up a cigarette, and walked away. Her parting words were, Go to Larken Street to sell the paintings. See you later, Red.

And Kim thought she saw the last of the young heiress.

Kim sighed, pausing to rub her head.

And so entered the creature Kim so nicknamed Sloth.

Jenny had been targeting the Banks household for about a month. Shed finally figured out the security system, the guard schedule, and even the dogs nappy time. She had everything down pat. So, when Kim rolled in, completely blind, and ran out with all the loot Jenny had been targeting, Jenny flipped out. She gave chase, far faster and more efficiently then the Banks did.

Jenny had tailed Kim for two weeks, finally sneaking up on her when shed paused at a motel for a good nights sleep. Kim noticed the presence, but driven by curiosity, waited for her shadow to appear. Appear Jenny did, barreling into the room with two Springfield 45s, hazel eyes narrowed and teeth bared.

Give me my shit! she growled, hair filled with twigs and leaves, makeup running from the rain.

Kim had done probably the stupidest thing in the book. She burst out laughing.

That lead to a one-sided shootout, a second quick get away, with a blond tied up in the passenger seat. Leave it to Kim to somehow end up in a situation like that.

Kim couldnt help but roll her eyes at the memory. Jenny had been like a cornered cat, and it had taken Kim a full six hours to get the girl drained enough she could at least talk to the girl without her trying to tear the redhead to pieces. And for some weird reason, Kim decided to split the bounty. She didnt want the car, though it was nice. She even tossed in all of the paintings. It left Jenny dumbstruck when Kim walked away from the GTO, bag of jewels in hand.

Two months later, Jenny struck again. She made more of a scene by announcing she had help. She didnt say who, but her smirk, and the obvious painting in her hand, was clue enough for the redhead. So, Kim reluctantly sought the blond out and demanded to know what the thief was thinking. After Kim finished her short rant, the blond threw out her hand, a grin on her face.

That was the day Kim began a career in thievery.

What the hell happened up there? demanded Georgia, completely throwing off Kims train of thought.

Huh?

Georgia glared at her, completely ignoring the throng of twisting and turning underwater caves theyre crawling through.

What happened? You completely let her hand your ass to you!

Georgias nostrils flared. Her hands clenched the controls so tight her knuckles were white.

For a breath, Kim could only stare at the woman.

Georgia, in all her righteous fury, was a deadly and beautiful creature. You could feel her power coiling around her, waiting in tense anticipation to be set free. The woman herself, even in all her Goth regalia, was a stunning sight. She liked her black jeans full of random holes, a chain or two gently bumping her hip. Her tight black tank tops were always accompanied with either a black netting shirt or a form fitting silk dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Her hair was arranged in a feathered out wave, dark eyeliner bringing intent focus to her stunning blue eyes. On her feet, a pair of black leather designer boots.

Kims favorite form of teasing was nitpicking the womans expensive taste. The woman did like her clothing to be of certain caliber, not taking into account its all in black.

Georgias hand lashed out before Kim could snap out of her reverie, effectively smacking Kim on the back of the head.

Ow! Kim jerked away instantly, rubbing the back of her head. What gives?!

Stop staring into space and answer me! What the hell happened up there?!

Jenny was staring as well, hands busy with cleaning one of her pistols. Kim glanced at the blond, trying to earn sympathy, but the blond merely mirrored Georgias look.

Youre not getting out of this one, said Jenny. She paused only to check the barrel of her Beretta before fixing her gaze back on Kim. That was some weird ass shit to be happening in the middle of a mark.

Doubly so, for someone you claim to have left behind in your past, added Georgia.

Kim glared at both of them.

Do tell, chimed in Sandra, her face popping up in the corner of the big screen.

Kim sighed. She wouldnt be able to get out of this without some sort of explanation.

Guess shes not quite as far back in the past as I thought, answered Kim. She flopped her head back onto the chair and stared up at the metal overhead, if only to avoid Georgias inattention to navigating the caves.

An understatement, snorted Georgia. You two obviously have some sort of connection going on.

Kim frowned, head snapping up to glare at Georgia.

Damn it Georgie! Weve always had some weird connection! Its some weird hero/villain, good versus evil thing! As far back as I can remember, there was always something odd about her when we fought.

Georgia didnt flinch under the glare. She merely looked on.

So, explain why you were nearly making out on the deck, remarked Jenny, earning an even darker glare from Kim.

We werent making out! Kim growled. Not exactly a route she wanted the conversation to take. Damn them. Kim closed her eyes, fingers digging into her forehead at an attempt to contain the headache already building there. Shego and I go back to the time before I met all of you, before the shit hit the fan. Shes a part of the life I left behind.

Again, reinstating the fact that you obviously didnt leave her behind very well, if shes still chasing you.

Kim couldnt argue that. But nor could she explain why it was the green skinned woman was following her. Could she?

I honestly thought I had, she finally answered. I thought once I died, nothing from the past could touch me. Kim shivered, involuntarily recalling the feeling of Shegos hands as she held her pinned to the sub. Freakin A. She didnt need the visual for that. She shook her head to clear her thoughts. To be honest, weve always been such polar opposites, I thought she would rejoice the day I died. I never expected her to suddenly come up and start changing things on me.

Changing things how? asked Georgia, deceptively muted. Kim regarded her quietly a moment.

Example, pulling what she just did. Kim waved a hand in the air. Acting like she did when she found out I was alive, back in Go city. Kim shook her head. I really thought she hated me. At the very least, I thought she would take advantage of my absence and go on a stealing spree.

And instead, she ended up going all heroy again, finished Jenny. She checked her pistol again, carefully looking for any missed grease or dirt. To be honest, the way it all adds up, its like shes had a thing for you for a while now. The fact youre back alive probably has her wondering about what could have been if shed made a few different choices in the past. Jenny set down her pistol, eyes locking with Kims. Question is, what are you going to do about it?

We cant exactly have a hero running around, can we? said Sandra, tapping her chin with a bemused look.

Kim gave them both an irritated look.

What exactly am I supposed to do about it? Im many things, but I wont kill anyone unless I have a good reason to do so.

Jenny sighed in exasperation, throwing an arm in the air.

Thats not what I meant at all. Im asking you what youre going to say to the woman. Shes obviously got a thing for you. How are you going to respond?

Kim blinked. Slowly, her jaw muscles began to tighten. She had to look away, to lock her eyes on the dark caves looming before them.

What would she say to Shego? Are they asking how she felt? Did they want to know what she honestly thought of Shego? Did she even know what she thought of the green skinned woman?

She had tried on numerous occasions to clarify what it is she felt for her arch rival. It had always been a comical balance of envy and respect. Yes, envy. The woman had the freedom to do whatever she wished. The world was at the womans grasp. She could do anything.

That isnt to say Kim was incapable of anything. It was simply the matter of the repercussions that would follow if Kim did anything too out of hero character. She couldnt go anywhere or do anything without that title hovering over her. She always had to think of the public outlook. She always had to remember she had an image to uphold.

Shego built her own image. Even when she was a hero, Shego had an attitude to bite, a sarcasm and whit that let everyone know to expect the unexpected of her. She had the world in the palm of her hand, from day one.

Yes, Kim had read into Shegos past. It had been a hard task, but she had diligently pursued the matter, teaming up with Wade, when hed still been apart of their team. They made amazing progress, able to piece things together from the little information they found. It was plenty, though, to see that Shego hadnt changed much, except in the matter of turning to villainy instead of crime buster.

Kim could see Shego re-entering the hero gig. She knew it would have taken something big to get her to do it, but apparently that thing had happened. She only wished that thing that everything was pointing at, wasnt her death. If it was as Jenny had said, that would open a can of worms the redhead had long ago sealed.

I dont know what Shego plans, she said, still avoiding them. Im not going to give her the chance to try anything, however. Kims eyes narrowed. I wont let anything stand in my way. My past is history. Ive got other things to deal with. She abruptly stood, hands clenched at her sides. Im going to go scan out the sub, make sure alls well and get an idea what weve got to work with.

Before anyone could deny her, Kim left the room.

Georgia and Jenny exchanged looks. Sandra stared at the doorway.

Well, she remarked, adjusting her glasses. Theres obviously something going on there. Question is, how are we going to help her deal with it?

—Cliff side on the western coast—

Kim stared out across the water, music blaring through her headphones above the wind. Her hand was clenched around the hidden pendant. Theres a slight crease in her brow.

Shed tried to forget that day a thousand times. She was still failing to do so. The nightmares didnt help. She also shouldnt have kept the necklace. She shouldnt have let Shego take her by surprise. She had gone over this more then enough times.

She sighed, turning her back on the breath taking sunrise, retreating into the darkness of their disguised hangar/dock. She paused once inside, allowing time for her eyes to adjust.

Red? called a voice, pulling her out of her seclusion. Sitting on a crawler, hands covered in grease, was Georgia. She watched Kim closely, carefully noting the flash of emotions that crossed it.

Kim tried to pull herself together, to hide the unease building in her, but it was too late. She could already tell. Now that her eyes were adjusted, she could make out Georgias worried frown. She sighed.

She crossed the hangar, stopping just in front of the sitting Georgia. Georgia stared up at her, face once more smoothed into an impassive mask.

For a while, all they did was stare at each other. It was some level only they had managed to connect on. It was like they didnt have to say anything at all. At moments like that, words werent needed. You only felt the presence next to you, the body breathing in and out, the heart beating steadily in the silence. They connected on a level that simply said Im here. That was it. Im here.

For some reason, that very realization brought tears to Kims eyes. Damn it, she hated crying. She forced them to remain unshed, shoulders trembling slightly from the effort. For some reason, simply knowing she had someone, knowing she had Georgia it well, it didnt do anything more then add to her confusion.

Georgia and she had done several duo things that Jenny never heard about. They had seen and experienced things they couldnt hope to convey to others. Georgia and she had gone off on their own several times, Kim often just leaving Jenny a note saying she was going on a hunt. Jenny didnt even know Kim was with Georgia. They ran around recklessly, aimlessly, doing what ever suited their fancy. Often times, it involved brawls, gambling, and very close encounters with death, confinement, and torture. Yes, they had done some very stupid things. Why? A simple thrill, a simple seeking of something they couldnt name, couldnt identify.

For some reason, that blind searching was what brought them so close. Its what made them understand each other on an unspoken level. It allowed them to look at each other and identify the familiar feeling of that missing piece. For having the world at their feet, they had been unable to name that feeling of longing, of need. It always drew them on.

Georgia could see it in Kims eyes right then. When either of them was feeling particularly low, alone, the other could read it instantly. She didnt hesitate.

Yanking Kim off her feet, she pulled the redhead into her lap. Her arms wrapped around the strong shoulders, chin resting on Kims red curls. She rocked back and forth, ever so slightly.

You know, began Georgia, the past isnt always something we should fear.

Kim stared off into the growing sunlight that couldnt quite reach their hidden alcove.

How so? asked Kim, her defiant streak falling away to the comfort of Georgias embrace.

Sometimes, you have to look to the past to find a road to the future, answered Georgia. Kim snorted softly.

Did you pick that up off of one of your fantasy games?

Georgia shrugged slightly.

Im just saying. If were always running from the past, were never going to see the future thats in front of us.

But what if the past brings up things that remain uncertain, things that could destroy the very sanity thats kept one stable? asked Kim.

Would it really drive you mad? Would you let it control you like that?

Kim frowned, eyes filled with worry.

The past is filled with as much uncertainty as the future.

But only the future will reveal those uncertainties and make them truths.

If youre lucky, mumbled Kim. After another pause, Kim craned her head back a bit to attempt to see Georgia. What if you dont want the future it would lead to? What if you might like another one better?

Thats what they call choice, Kim. If you dont want something, you have to be strong enough to stand up and say so, not allowing others to hinder your judgment.

Kim moved her hand to clutch Georgias black silk sleeve, thumb running up and down the soft material.

But even that future is uncertain.

Georgia buried her face in Kims hair.

All futures are uncertain, Kim. The choice is which one youre going to fight for.

And so it is the dilemma I started out with, answered Kim, sounding slightly irritated.

Are you trying to decide between this or being a hero again? asked Georgia, her breath moving Kims hair and causing it to tickle the Goths nose.

No. I want two things Im not certain I could ever have.

Why not have them both?

Kim smirked, eyes staring into space.

Its not possible to have both. Its one or the other.

Why?

Kim pushed away, daring to look up into Georgias face.

Because, thats life. She didnt want to move, but she forced herself to stand up. She stretched her arms high above her head, allowing the kinks to sort themselves out. She finished her stretch and shook herself out. She turned to find Georgia getting to her feet. Their eyes met.

You tell anyone, especially Jenny about this, Ill kick your ass, said Georgia, deadpan. Kim smirked teasingly.

What will you give me?

Georgia stepped forward, causing Kims eyes to widen. A hand lifted and gently rested on Kims shoulder. Kim found herself holding her breath, Georgias face lowering close to hers.

Between us, Georgia said softly, a simple confidant. She pulled back and walked away, leaving Kim to release her breath and wonder.

A/N: Oi, I uh lol I would really, REALLY like some reviews on this. I uh, kinda sorta have an idea where I want it to go, but I would definitely like some opinions on how its going so far. If there is any confusion about the last little scene, it shall be explained or just review/PM me and ask me WTH?! And if I didnt say so before, it is a Kigo its just got some building to get there. Cant really just have it pop into existence, can I? I cant remember what else I was going to add here, so er, laterz!

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