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Being Bonnie Rockewaller: Chapter Seven

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Battlesuit enhanced Shego versus genetically fused Shego. The explosion of green fire swept over the nearly destroyed freeway that encircled GO City, pushing vehicles of all kinds outward in a near perfect circle and cracking a crater in the concrete. Shego had almost completely taken over Bonnie's body. Her rage against the Syntho-Shego; and to an extent Drakken, was over shadowing Gil's and he had been brushed aside to the back of Bonnie's mind.

Her hair had lengthened down to her thighs, her skin had paled, and her usually slit violet eyes were now blazing fluorescent green. The battlesuit enhanced Syntho-Shego was faster and stronger, but Bonnie's body had the toughness, regenerative abilities, and the considerable combat experience of more than a dozen super villains to draw on.

Muta-Shego charged forward with a high kick aimed at her opponent's head. Syntho-Shego began a charge as well, then backed off to avoid the kick, then gave ground in surprise as Muta-Shego pressed forward in a flurry of strikes. Her parries equalled every strike, the green glow being swept about in a beautiful display of light.

Catching Syntho-Shego's arms in a lock, the pair began kicking in an orchestra of attacks that began pushing the battlesuit clad clone down the freeway again, behind the truck trailer where Drakken couldn't get a clear line of sight. Using the suit's powerful strength, Syntho-Shego leaped up in an airborne somersault over Muta-Shego's head, kicking the genetically enhanced woman in the back and sending her sprawling forward. Muta-Shego extinguished the glow of one hand, grabbed a lightpost between the freeway meridians, and came back with a series of blows into Syntho-Shego's chest.

The suit enhanced woman stumbled back, brushing off the scuff from her opponent's strike. She grinned at the other woman, and readied herself for more. "I haven't had this much fun since fighting Kimmy."

Syntho-Shego suddenly moved with unnatural speed, plunging both fists into the other woman's chest. Muta-Shego stumbled back from the impact, holding her torso in agony while she caught her breath. But the injury didn't last long. Within moments, the chimaera took a deep breath and stood, completely refreshed.

"We're just getting started." Muta-Shego said with the same grin. She pressed forward with unmatched ferocity, slapping away the stronger woman's strikes with one arm and punching hard into Syntho-Shego's chest with deadly precision.

Recovering from one strike, Syntho-Shego performed a soccer style kick that would have caught her opponent in the midsection, but Muta-Shego leaped high with a kick of her own to the synthetic's throat. Syntho-Shego fell back as Muta-Shego stumbled away from the force of her own attack.

Syntho-Shego seemed to only bounce off the pavement as she whipped back to a standing position. But Muta-Shego was already upon her with a double fisted punch of her own.


Jackal Junior swung his flaming scimitar over Ron's head, singeing the blonde cowlick that had plagued him for years. Then yellow beams of light struck the pavement where Ron had been standing, throwing him into the air in a desperate series of somersaults that took him to the top of a light post that stood between the freeway lanes. Without hesitating, Jackal Junior threw his scimitar in a flat spin that melted its way through the light post, dumping Ron into a roll onto the freeway.

Ron let out a hacking fit, struggling again to his feet. His blue aura flickered like an old bulb and a more fearful cry of monkeys began calling out in pain as he rolled himself over onto his back. His face and arms were scratched and bleeding, he could smell burned hair, and the burning sensation of smoke in his eyes was keeping him from seeing clearly.

Rather than reaching for his giant scimitar, Jackal Junior snapped his fingers and the flaming blade vanished, leaving a perfect sooty outline of the weapon before it reappeared in his hand again on his approach to finishing Ron off. Before he reached the Mystical Monkey Master however, a lanky teenager dressed in red and black spandex stepped in his way. "Stay where you are!" Wego called over the battle and destruction around them.

Jackal Junior let out a blood thirsty growl. "Are you going to be making me?" he asked, his yellow eyes glowing brighter.

"We are." Wego confirmed, this time from both sides and behind the Egyptian monster.

Jackal looked to either side, his ears twitching in an effort to locate how many Wego copies there were. With an evil snarl of a battlecry, Jackal Junior gripped the handle of his scimitar with both hands, then pulled a second from the first to hold one in each hand. "Then stop wasting my time!" he growled, swiping low with his now twinned scimitars.

A pair of Wego copies grabbed Ron under his arms and hauled him to his feet. "Am I winning?" Ron asked in confusion. He could hear the sizzling of the twin giant swords, but the world around him was still spinning.

"Not quite." Wego admitted, steadying Ron and facing him in Junior's direction. "Someone needs to get all these people to safety. Can you keep Jackal busy until that's done? I'm going to need all my copies to get everyone in order." When Ron didn't respond right away, Wego gave him a shake. "Ron!"

"Yeah, yeah, I got it!" Ron replied hesitantly. He had to admit to himself that he was terrified. Since first gaining control over his Monkey Powers when he faced down the Lorwardians, he had felt invincible, but Jackal Junior was about to literally sweep the street with him. He nodded down at the Wego copies and gripped the Lotus Blade in two hands, rushing forward as the Jackal swept the Wego clones aside.

Ron lead with a stabbing attack, aiming his katana for Jackal Junior's center, but the massive creature struck down each attempt with his twin flaming scimitars. Ron tried attacking from the left, then the right, and hovered high to go for the Jackal's head, but the beast was surprisingly fast for his size. Catching the Lotus Blade in a sword lock with one scimitar, Jackal Junior twisted and stabbed at Ron's chest with the other, setting his red denim jacket on fire, along with the black shirt he wore underneath.

His blue aura flared and her backed away as Jackal Junior spun, his scimitars outstretched. Ron parried as well as he could while tearing his jacket and shirt away. The Jackal didn't let up however, and pressed his attack, continuing to put Ron on the defensive. Lighter than air, and able to control his center of gravity, Ron swayed back and forth and performed a mid air split as Jackal Junior swept his blades across Ron's head level.

Ron took his chance to bring down the Lotus Blade but the Jackal was already prepared with a crossed sword parry. Batting the katana aside with one sword, he swiped at Ron again with the other, causing him to drift backward.

"I wasn't expecting to battle Peter Pan." Jackal Junior growled, obviously irritated by Ron's seemingly power of flight.

"I wasn't expected to have to battle, well... whatever you are. Uhm... Yeah, I've got nothing. Kim's really better with the clever one liners." he admitted, stepping carefully to the side in an attempt to skirt around the behemoth. Hoping for an opening, Ron surged forward again and Jackal Junior blocked; first with one sword, then the other as he attacked with the opposite blade in an attempt to keep Ron off balance.

It worked. Pushing his bulk forward, he caught Ron off guard and knocked him to the ground, bringing both scimitars down toward Ron in a hacking motion. But his attack was surprisingly stopped as Ron managed to fall to his back, putting his feet up to parry Jackal Junior's wrists. Shifting the Lotus Blade into a much longer bo staff, Ron used it as a pool cue to poke Jackal Junior several times in the forehead.

Ron let out a laugh as the beast stumbled back with a shake of his dog-like head and roared back at him. The creature charged in anger at Ron and the man frowned, doing his best to block attacks. He dived into the cab of a car, crawling backward as Jackal Junior tore the vehicle apart. With a mighty swing of each scimitar, the Jackal cut the car in two and flung both pieces to the side as Ron rolled out, losing his grip on the Lotus Blade as he did.

He leaned over backward as another flaming scimitar narrowly missed his head, and he rolled away along the concrete meridian as Jackal Junior continued his assault. The meridian was then chopped into several pieces of burning concrete a moment after Ron stumbled away. He turned and called the Lotus Blade back to his hand, feeling the shake of the freeway pavement as Jackal Junior moved, and he raised the katana up to parry, feeling renewed strength in his arms.

Only to see the mystical blade shatter into millions of silver glowing shards as the Jackal brought his full strength down on the weapon.


"Hrrrrragh!" Muta-Shego shouted, tossing Syntho-Shego against the toppled truck trailer that was still on its side. Syntho-Shego put her hands out, causing a green hued forcefield to erupt from her battlesuit before she impacted, tearing a large hole in the steel of the trailer. She landed on her feet, sliding back with a cloud of black smoke coming from her trail.

Syntho-Shego looked up when she stopped sliding to see the strangely mixed features of her own body with Bonnie's and pulled a closed fist back to catch the woman in the chest, knocking her back over the toppled trailer. With blinding speed, she leaped after her target and struck the pavement where Muta-Shego had been a moment before, punching a hole through the freeway. With a decisive axe kick, Muta-Shego brought her leg down on her opponent's back, and with her glowing hand stuck amongst the rubble; unable to activate the battlesuit's shield, a deafening *crack* was heard over the destruction as Syntho-Shego fell, then deflated as the glowing greenish-yellow ooze began to pour out of the husk.

"There can be only one, syntho-freak." Before Muta-Shego could catch her breath, she found Kim Possible standing before her, just out of the puddle of syntho-goo, beaten, bruised, and holding a small pink lipstick container. "Nice try, Squeeb, but your lipstick is no match for..."

"Drakken, now!" Kim shouted.

Bonnie looked up at the floating blue hovercraft, and the black haired mad scientist within. Struggling to get out of the way, she found her feet mysteriously locked in place by a thick pink adhesive that was beginning to contract. Dozens of voices overlapping each other cried out as a blue and purple beam struck her from Dr. Drakken's hip fired Quantum Helix Separator.
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