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Once Burned

"Help!" She burst into the emergency room, carrying an unmoving form in her arms that trailed red hair down to the floor. "Please, help! You have to save her!"

"Ma'am, you can't be in h-****, what is that?! What happened to her?!" The doctors wasted no time waiting for an answer, they went right to work on the young woman whose life was clearly hanging in the balance. Most of her jaw and left cheekbone were gone all the way up to her eye socket, as well as much of her nose and a small part of her neck. The only reason she hadn't bled out within seconds of recieving such a horrendous injury was that it had been cauterized instantly, closing off the gaping wound.

"It was an accident," She whispered, slumping against the wall and sliding down until she was sitting. She wrapped her arms around her knees and began rocking back and forth. "It was an accident, it was an accident, it was an accident, it was an accident. Not an accident. I meant to hit her. I meant to try to hit her. But she'll dodge. She always dodges. Always. She's Kimmie. She's perfect, she'll never mess up. But she's a little slower today, I can tell. Maybe she's tired? I don't know. It's fine, I'll just fight her like usual. It's just a normal claw swipe, she can-Kimmie, no, you have to move, what are you doing, KIMMIE, NO! NO! NO! What have I done, what have I done, Kimmie don't die, please!" She put her hands up to the sides of her head and dug her claws into her skull, sobbing, still rocking back and forth.

The doctors paid her no more mind, as it was taking all their expertise to keep the patient alive. They had no attention to spare for the girl crying in the corner. The orderlies should have been escorting her out, but they recognized her, and they wanted no part of any attempt to force her to do anything she didn't want to. They contacted Global Justice instead.

Minutes later, the hospital was swarmed with agents. The agent in charge was taken aback to find his quarry in an unresisting mess on the floor. He cleared his throat uncomfortably. "Shego, you are under arrest for crimes against humanity, including but not limited to: international terrorism, conspiracy to conquer the world, destruction of public property, grand theft, fraud, kidnapping, assult, and the attempted murder-" The machines gave a loud, uninterrupted beep. He closed his eyes sadly and paused for a moment. "Make that the murder of one Kimberly Ann-"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She gave a primal scream and leaped off the floor, rushing to the surgeon's table. More than a dozen agents attempted to tackle her and hold her down, but she knocked most of them away contemptuously and struggled on with five or so hanging off of her. She reached a hand out, and was brought to a sudden halt as every agent in the room hit her with their wrist stunners at once. She took one more stubborn step forward, then collapsed in a heap, unconscious.

A/N:...yeah. This chapter hurt to write. And, I'm sorry to say...it's gonna get worse from here. This story is going to totally destroy me, I think. But I have good news! Fifteen minutes could save-no, wait, that's not the good news. What's the good news? Is there any? OH, YEAH! I REMEMBER! Spoiler alert! Kim's not dead. Or at least, she won't be next chapter. That is the same thing, isn't it? Well, sometimes it's not, but this time it is.