Kim Possible Porn Story: Behind Green Eyes Chapter 1

A/N: Um… This idea just like, came outta no where and uh, just demanded to be written. I found myself halfway through the idea before I thought of a little twist to add to it. Please let me know what you think. My imagination is still chasing me around (glances suspiciously over shoulder).

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She wasnt listening. She should be, but she couldnt even put up the front of listening. She had tuned it out before the guy had even started to talking. Its not as if he noticed. He was still yammering on and on. She closed her eyes. Reaching up, she rubbed her forehead. Today was not the day for this. Most days arent. But, today was the worst. She didnt want to be here. She didnt care what was going on. She gave it up. That split second reality sank in, she just had enough.

His rants had been enough. She was finished. All those lies, all the hours of constant gibberish She had enough. No more self control. No more lingering urges to strike something as hard as she can. Oh, dont take it the wrong way. She loved excitement, adventure, but it wasnt even about that anymore. She could do that any day. This This had been going on for long enough. No more games, no more trying to play nice.

She stood up. She gathered her things. It wasnt hurried or panicked. It was slow, methodical. Shed had enough. He didnt notice. A part of her did feel shunted that he didnt even notice what she was doing, but the other part of her had expected it. After all, it was one of the main reasons she was leaving. The guy could care less what she did. He just wanted her for glory, a stepping stone to his farsighted ideals that, more then likely, wouldnt come true.

She paused to see if she had everything. To be sure, she went through every room one more time, inspecting any place she might have squirreled something away. Satisfied shed left nothing, she turned back to her things piled neatly by the door. Still taking her time, and still unnoticed by the man, she opened the door and opened up the car. She then took her possessions and packed them into the vehicle. As soon as shes finished, she shut the trunk with a THUMP. She spotted something on the counter. Smacking herself in the forehead, she dashed back in to grab the item winking at her from the counter. How could she almost forget her greatest treasure?

Where are you going? demanded the man, finally snapping out of his rant. She rolled her eyes, cupping her hands protectively around her treasure.

Im leaving, she said simply. Why mince words?

Leaving?! Why are you leaving?!

To herself, she admitted its because he annoys the hell out of her. Shed been foolish to stay as long as she had.

Because, its long overdue, she said instead. Man, she was being too nice to the guy. She should just tell him off. A hand grabbed her shoulder when she tried to walk out the door.

You cant leave! he shouted. She merely looked down at the hand then back up at his face. She was clearly daring him to keep his hand where it was. She inwardly smirked as the man swallowed nervously. She shrugged his hand off her shoulder.

Watch me.

He made another attempt to grab her, but she pivoted and sent her foot right up into his chin. He fell sprawled out on the ground. He sat up and sputtered at her, cupping his chin in his hands, blood trickling out the corner of his mouth.

W-why?! he stuttered. She rolled her eyes again.

Youre so blind. Get a life. She didnt spare him another look as she walked out the door and edged her way around to the drivers seat of the car. She got it and shut the door. The sound of the ignition starting up was like music to her ears. She pulled out of the driveway and rolled out onto the road. She found her way to the highway, picking a direction, but not really intent on the destination. She reached out and turned the stereo on. She flipped through songs until she found some hard rock and roll. She wasnt in the mood for anything less harsh.

She let the shouting, the growling, the heavy bass of the music drown out all other thoughts. Her head bobbed. Her hands beat out a beat on the steering wheel. Her left foot was even tapping out the beat. She ignored the sights out her window. She ignored the blare of car horns as others passed her. She was blessedly, in her own world. She checked the gas gauge. Rolling her eyes, she found the nearest gas station.

She pulled up and popped the gas tank. She filled the tank before heading in for some gum and coffee, and a quick restroom break. As she was washing her hands in the restroom, she looked up to find a face she had to stare at every morning for the last three years. It made her growl. Her hair had grown too long, for HIM. She had kept it nice and wavy, for him too. Her eyes lord her eyes. She hated staring into those eyes. It was like looking at a stranger. There was no spark of life there, there was no eagerness of the next new adventure. It died ages ago. She couldnt even remember when shed last looked in the mirror and seen the flash of energy in those green eyes.

She wasnt thinking as she pulled out the pocket knife she had taken from him. She just opened it up and started hacking off her hair into some semblance of shape. Curls fell to the floor by chunks. When she finally stops, her hair is only an inch or so long. Lord knows before this, she wouldnt have dared cut her hair this short. She ran a hand through her hair. Shed need to get some gel to help give it some life. Paying the hair on the floor no mind, she pockets the knife and waltzes out of the gas station. She pulls out a pair of sunglasses, hiding her dull green eyes by thin tinted plastic.

She slipped back into her car and took off. Exiting the city, she glances to her left and spots huge billowing clouds of black smoke. Sirens wailed all over the place as cops, fireman, and ambulances rushed to the scene. She only quirked an eyebrow at the chaos. An unfriendly smirk twisted her lips.

They should really get some hero to save the day, she said sarcastically. At this rate, the whole city will be in some lunatics hands. She shook her head in wry amusement. A body came flying out of the air and smashed into the hood of her car as she was trying to escape the city before she got caught up in it. She cursed, slamming on her breaks. She was out of the car in an instant. What the fuck is your problem?! she yelled. The body on her hood groaned and started to struggle to move. What the fuck are you gonna do about my car?! she continued, still obviously furious. A loud WHUD behind her made her turn around. Aw, shit!

She scowled as a large metal looking bug uncurled from a small crater. The bug was moving toward the fallen hero and right for her car.

Bug, you better stay back or Im going to wipe the floor with your ass! she threatened. Of course, the thing didnt respond at all. It continued on its mindless task of defeating the fallen hero. Rolling her eyes, she kicked out and sent the bug tumbling back. It righted itself and focused its attention on her. Stupid bug. I told you to back off. My car is damaged enough already, thank you.

Growling, she ducked into a fighting stance. The bug charged her, surprisingly fast for its cumbersome looking body. She easily dodged. She pulled out some electrical tape from her pocket and raced forward. Before the bug could react, she raced around it in circles, keeping it in place as she unrolled the tape around its legs. She stopped when her tape ran out. She kicked the bug hard enough it was sent flying a few feet before crashing to the ground. It snapped the tape around its legs and got up. She sighed.

The bug shot something at her. She rolled out of the way, the light that had been behind her hissing. She looked up to find it being eaten away by acid.

Great, an invention thats actually half way decent. Remind me to congratulate the idiot that came up with it, she remarked irritably. She leapt away as the bug tried to spear her with its spiky forelegs. Irritated all the more, she kicked the bug into a wall and dashed back to her car. She threw open the back door and rummaged around for something. She grinned darkly as she pulled out an item. She shut the door and turned back around to face the bug. It had recovered and was coming at her. She took the item in both hands and reared back. With one heavy swing, she clocked the bug right upside the head with a metal bat. Grinning widely, she followed as it staggered around. She brought the bat around again and again until the bugs head is a lumpy mass of metal, metal legs twitching uselessly. Oil was being spit about, covering her partially in its black mess.

Satisfied with her work, she turned to find the hero staring at her with jaw agape. She herself had to do a double take. She snorted.

Figures Id find you here, she said. The heros green eyes remained unblinking.

W-what We thought you were dead! stuttered the hero.

She shrugged, lifting the bat to rest on her shoulder.

Hey, it takes a lot to kill me, thank you.

But, what are you doing here?!

Im passing through, she answered, shrugging nonchalantly. The hero shook their head.

But why?! Weve been looking everywhere for you! protested the hero.

She lifted an eyebrow. She bent down to retrieve her sunglasses.

We? she asked. The hero blushed slightly.

Where have you been? asked the hero, avoiding the question. No ones seen or heard from you for years!

And thats the way I want to keep it, she retorted, getting slightly irritated by the prying questions.

Why wont you talk to me?! protested the hero.

Listen, I dont know why you think you know me, but no matter what you say, youre not really doing anything for me, so just shut your trap. She frowned to find one of her lenses on her sunglasses broken beyond repair. Great. She huffed before tossing them over her shoulder dismissively. She started back to her car. She looked pointedly at the hero. Hey, mind getting off my car?

I-!

And dont start getting all prissy on me. I could sue you for the damages if I wasnt feeling generous. Beat it.

A hand grabbed the door before she could fully close it.

Why wont you talk to me?! demanded the hero.

I all ready told you. Youre starting to piss me off. Beat it already.

Damn it, Kimmie! Talk to me!

Her eyes flashed dangerously, the nickname having caused an unsettling feeling to rise in her stomach.

Listen, SHEGO, Im not playing hero anymore, got it? Im not the goodie-two-shoes I was way back in the day. A taunting smirk lifted her lips. And such a potty mouth for a hero! Im shocked! Arent you supposed to set an example?

Will you just talk to me, Princess?!

Kims eyes narrowed.

Enough with the games, Shego. Ive talked enough as it is. Catch you later, baby doll.

Kim slammed the door closed and started her car. Flipping off an enraged Shego, she took off down the street with a squeal of tires.