Fan Fiction ❯ Test Tube Love ❯ A Good Point ( Prologue )

“Hiyah!” Kim Shoved her foot into the throat of the spandex suited man on the ground. “Tell me where Alana Andreas is.” She said coldly. The man made a few choking noises and Kim let up her foot by only the slightest bit.

 

“In… ack…,” the man began to cough. Once he had stopped he continued “Experimental room… Please don't kill me!”

 

“Oh, don't worry, I won't… too much.” Kim grinned menacingly. She then picked him up and threw him against the pipe, hand cuffing his hands behind his back.

 

She then followed the man's advice and found herself in a room full of bottles, jars, and tubes under flaming Bunsen burners.

 

“Hello!” Kim called.

 

“Ahg… pl… please… he-elp m-m-my dau…” another man, with short black hair and tan skin was lying at Kim's feet. He had a hold of her pants leg. Blood was trickling from his mouth, and half of his body was missing. Blood oozed out from his mid-drift, soaking the floor. Just then another explosion erupted.

 

“Shego! Can't you do anything right? You just exploded two of the doctors!”

 

“He, I didn't mean to! It's not my fault he ran, and then she ran… Oh look, there are his legs… Ew it twitched!” Kim heard Shego shout unceremoniously.

 

“What ever Shego, just find the rest of the Doctor before he dies… We have all ready got his genius of a daughter.” That was Drakan. Kim made the dead man let of her leg and hid behind a very large shelf of test tubes.

 

“Here's the other half Drakan, but it's not of much use. We shall just have to get the information from The Daughter.” The way Shego said it made the word Daughter sound as if it should be capitalized.

 

“Right, right, well, we do what we must.” Drakan and Shego walked away, leaving half of the doctor there. Kim knelt beside him. Amazingly he was still alive.

 

“Save… my daughter… Alana.” He told her clearly. It was apparent he wanted to get this out before he died. “And tell her it's behind the moon.” His eyes closed.

 

“What's behind the moon Doctor Andreas… What…?” but he was gone. Kim sighed and swept her red hair away from her face. “Right…”

 

“Hey Kim… Ew… what… is… that…?” Ron had just caught up, his breathing hard.

 

“What is what?” Kim said standing and stepping over Andreas.

 

“That… that man thing!” Ron said, following her reluctantly.

 

“It's just as you say Ron. Now hurry up!” She marched out, into the open, where a large tank held a girl. A naked girl. She was curled up in a ball, as if she were in some sort of uterus, waiting to be born.

 

“Wow… pretty girl…” Ron stared in amazement. Kim crossed her arms and shook her head.

 

“Whatever Ron, just… ssshh!” She hushed him, and the ducked under a table.

 

“We could just…. Blast her out!” Shego said, her hands glowing green.

 

“Have you forgotten what happened last time you blasted a doctor out of hibernation?”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, he blew to bits. How do you suggest we get her out?”

 

“Like this.” Drakan was standing at some sort of control panel in front of the tank. He touched a button and pink liquid began to drain, the girl ending up at the bottom of the tank. She sat up, and began to gasp for air, as if there were not enough of it in the tank. Drakan pressed another button and a door opened, the girl could now breath…

 

“What… What happened?” The girl demanded. “What year is this?”

 

“Why, in a couple of minutes it will be January first, two thousand and six!” Drakan exclaimed.

 

“My father and I were not supposed to be woken up until the year three thousand!”

 

“Oh, what ever. We need the formula and your power.” Drakan got to the point fast.

 

“No. I refuse to give you that. How did you find out. It was only known by my father, his assistant and me!” The girl crossed her arms, standing up. It did not seem to matter to her that she was clothing less.

 

Ron seemed to be enjoying himself. Drakan was not.

 

“Ugh, Shego, find the lady something to wear. And get her a towel!” Drakan shouted, hiding his face.

 

“Lady am I? Then why am I not getting a royal treatment.” The girl retorted, snorting…

 

“Because you have not given me the formula.”

 

“Umm… lemme think… No.” She said flatly, moving her hands to her hips.

 

“Calm down Ron!” Kim said quietly. Ron was, indeed, excited. This was the most he had seen of any girl.

 

“Agh!” You will do as I say girl!” Drakan shouted, pointing a finger at her.

 

“No, I will not. I refuse!”

 

“Your father made you stubborn, lovely…” Drakan muttered to himself. Shego thrust a towel and some clothes at Alana, the girl. She quickly wiped the pink goop off, and then dressed in a simple white peasant shirt and a long black skirt. Her long black hair hung limply, still covered in goop.

 

“Yes, your point being?” She said, walking close to Drakan and poking him in the chest. He grabbed her arm and pulled it behind her back, then he pushed Alana at Shego. Shego caught her, and gave her a small shock. Alana screamed in pain.

 

“My point being you could be in more pain.” Drakan grinned evilly, giving a laugh to go with it.

 

“Nice point… For you.” Alana began to laugh… Drakan looked surprised and confused.

 

“Excuse me?” He asked. She swooped her foot out, making Shego fall on her butt. Alana then stood up and ran at Drakan, punching him hard in the chin. He fell backward and hit his head on the pad that had controlled her tank. “Good point…” he mumbled before he fell unconscious.

 

“You little bitch!” Shego exclaimed standing up, her hands glowing. At this point Kim jumped out.

 

“Talking about me are we?” Kim said with a small laugh.

 

“Stand back!” Alana pushed Kim back, running at Shego, and delivering a kick to her face, then a punch over the head, knocking Shego out. All of this happened before Kim hit the ground.

 

Ron was out from underneath the table clapping his hands. Alana smiled sweetly at him. “I am glad you enjoyed… What ever it was. Where is my daddy?” She then demanded.

 

“Your daddy?” Kim asked, agitated.

 

“Yeah, Doctor Andreas.” Alana said, helping Kim up.

 

“Oh, well… umm…” Kim said scratching the back of her head nervously. “He's dead.”

 

“I knew this would happen.” Alana said, rubbing her temples, and sinking to the ground. “I wish I could cry.” She said desperately, hugging herself. “But I never learned how.”

 

“You never learned… What?” Ron said, kneeling down next to her and wrapping an arm around her shoulder. She merely smiled at him.

 

“We best be on our way.” She said softly, and Ron helped her up. She leaned heavily on him.

 

“Thank you.” She murmured. “I am yours to command.” She whispered to Ron. He beamed happily, holding onto Alana as if she were some sort of precious jewel.