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Dr. Betty Director was many things. She was patriotic, courageous, completely loyal to her friends and coworkers, caring (to a degree), a stunning woman and extremely hardworking. However, less seen was the fact that she was also manipulative, completely ruthless toward her enemies, cold to those who failed her and in the area of physical combat…..peerless. All of this Shego did not know. So when she lunged at the director in rage, it didn't register that she knew next to nothing about the other woman's abilities or any other characteristics regarding her. In short, she committed the gravest of sins in the art of war: she gravely underestimated her opponent.

Her opponent however knew and capitalized on this.

As Shego lunged with her fist aimed directly at the head of Dr. Director, the director ducked and snapped an open palm strike into the face of the now again emerald-skinned villainess (Shego's control having lapse in her rage). Shego however was not done.

Her face stinging from the blow, she instantly without thinking flipped backwards with the intent of the top of her right foot striking under the chin of the other woman. The other woman however was much faster. Dr. Director quickly caught Shego's foot, her body already turning to her right, struck a blow to the nerves in the back of her assailant's knee, and swung her through the open cell door towards the bars of the unoccupied cell across from Shego's.

For her part Shego was bewildered. When the blow to her knee happened she was caught completely surprised. She was so taken aback to find out that she couldn't feel anything below her knee and now felt herself flying thru the air hitting the bars of the other cell quite painfully. Her body sprawled on the prison floor, trying to blink the stars and pain away, she slowly and dimly became aware of the other woman standing over her.

"There are three things you must now understand and take to heart because I will never repeat myself again. One that was a pathetic attack, second I am a hundred times the fighter you or Kim Possible will or could ever will be and third the next time you try, key word try, to attack me again will be that last thing you ever do. Ever."

Seeing no forthcoming response, the director continued, "For the past two weeks I have been observing you. You've been recorded in everything that you do. (Seeing Shego's eyes widen slightly) You really didn't believe we would not observe supervillains on a constant basis now did you?"

Not one to endure a condescending tone from anyone much less someone from law enforcement, Shego snarled back, "I knew you Global Jerks were a lot of things but being perverts is a low even for you."

Shego smiled darkly, "As for the surprise wakeup, well that proves you just a Grade A queen bi-"

Shego found herself hanging two feet off the ground with one hand on her throat and the other, balled into a fist, pointed at her face. Eyes Narrowed, Dr. Director's gaze bore into her and promised much, though none of it good.

In a low menacing voice, Dr. Director said, "I think I should now add a fourth rule. From my new subordinates, I tolerate absolutely no disrespect!" and snapped her fist out to strike the bars beside Shego's head.

Just as quickly as she had been grabbed she was released and her bottom painfully hit the floor. Sudden pain lanced out from her right knee as the feeling suddenly came back to it. Grimacing in pain, Shego dropped her chin to her chest and pulled her right knee to her body. Seeing Shego cradle her knee in obvious pain, Dr. Director took the opportunity to speak further.

In a businesslike tone, she said, "I came here not to fight but to ask a question. Are willing to give me a straight answer?"

Battered and bruised but still unbroken Shego had a few tricks. Unbeknownst to the director, the crash into the bars of the prison damaged the device around Shego's neck. When she had bowed her head, it wasn't because she was in pain it was because when the device started to fail the sudden rush of power had suddenly made her lightheaded. Her head finally clearing, she shakily got to her feet trying to deal with the unexpected rush of energy. With her eyes on her opponent she slowly began to "charge up" then a sudden thought came into her mind. The leader of the premier law enforcement organization in the world, one of the most powerful people in the world, would not simply come into the cell of one of the most dangerous criminals ever known and be unprepared. Or alone….

Shego was many things…..but no fool. Knowing she was being monitored (and possibly targeted by a hidden security force monitoring her oppenont's well-being) she slowly let the energy she had built up slip away.

All the while, Dr. Director stood by impassively all the while closely watching her newest recruit. Although Shego had not accepted, which was moot as she had no other options besides to rot in jail, the director was impressed. In comparison to Kim Possible, physical prowess notwithstanding, Shego was disciplined and knew when to back down. Narrowing her eyes she continued to appraised the emerald villainess well the soon to be ex-villainess. The added benefit of her powers notwithstanding, Shego would an unrivaled benefit to Global Justice. She just had to bring her into the light as it were.

Glaring at the director, Shego for her part was getting a little agitated and the longer the other woman stared at her unblinkingly caused her to power level unconsciously start to rise again. Today was not a good day on so many levels she thought a little bitterly. How could someone so…so old best her!? She was beaten and by what she could tell of the other woman's skill in their brief tousle, the other woman was good. No not good, she was a brilliant fighter and Shego was not completely certain that even with her powers would she be able to defeat her. That thought was galling but Shego was a realist and absolutely refused to lie to herself. Plus she was a little curious about what the director said earlier.

'From my new subordinates, I tolerate absolutely no disrespect! What the hell? I don't work for her or that goody two shoes ass of an organization she works for!'

The pain of her backside and throbbing knee contributing in no small part to her increasing foul mood, after 10 more minutes of staring, she couldn't take it anymore.

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, though it still came out as a snarl, she asked "So what do you want? Come to take me where those other idiots were taken?"

The director for her part smiled inside, this was going to be easier than she thought.

"Actually no, those others were taken out so we could have a private chat." Seeing that Shego didn't quite understand why she would go thru all the trouble. She added "If the others knew what I was asking you, let's just say it would not be in my best interest to have what we discuss known."

Shego digested this but still didn't understand. Ignoring it for the time being she returned to her earlier question and thoughts.

Placing her hands on her hips and standing with her hip coked to the right, shifting her weight to her left leg so to better support her right knee, Shego drew herself to her full height.

"What did you mean by asking me a question? And why did you refer to me as one of your lapdogs?"

Still smiling inside but wanting to cut to the point, Dr. Director went straight for the kill. Bluntly she asked, "I would like to offer you a deal. In exchange for your service as it were, I would like 

to offer you a new chance at life. To put it mildly I am asking you to come to work directly for me at Global Justice as a new field agent."

Though she did not let it show outwardly, even she was unprepared for the answer she received. Immediately upon the other woman finishing her pitch, Shego burst out laughing in her face.

The woman in front of her was laughing so hard her face turned so deep a shade of green she actually looked like Kermit the frog. Shego couldn't help it; to her the idea was just too ludicrous. She was being offered to join Global Justice! Her! One of the most feared villains this world had ever seen was being asked to join the good guys….it was just too rich.

Dr. Director just stood by waiting for the villainess's good humor to subside. 'Or should I say ex-villainess' she smugly thought. In truth, she was pleased in how Shego was taking this. When she first began entertaining the idea of recruiting her, she expected Shego to be much more hostile; opening attack aside of course. In all honesty she expected to be spit in the face and blasted. All in all a much better outcome but she was a busy woman. It was time to seal the deal.

Seeing that Shego was calming down, the director went to the core of what she was proposing.

"Being sentenced to 3 consecutive life sentences, how long do you expect to last in here? What other options do you have?" asked Dr. Director. 'Humph that shut the laughter right up'

Sudden annoyance coloring her face, Shego sobered up quickly. As much she didn't want to admit it, the director was right. What other options did she have? With that damn collar off her neck, she had full access to all of her powers and could possibly escape, though she doubted it. For one, the highest ranked law enforcement official in the world was standing in front of her and if she didn't take her down the no doubt teeming myriad of agents hidden somewhere in the prison would prove a problem. One she was certain she could "solve" but was not currently in the mood to try.

The truth was that she was tired of the endless cycle of the supervillainy lifestyle. Plot a scheme, steal some components, some stupid hero shows up, beats up or "stops" the plot thru some means and said villains or villainesses go to prison until they break out and start the cycle all over again. Her time with her powers blocked and no one to speak to had made her look inward and as painful as the resulting self-revelations were, the thought of a life of being constantly being on the run, having to do the biding of employers a million times more incompetent then you was outright depressing. The reason why she even worked for anyone was because she had no real interest in ruling the whole. All she wanted was excitement and of course cash for the finer things in life. Although heroics was disgusting, staying in prison was worse she decided.

Steeling herself against the nausea that threatened to overwhelm her due to the repugnance of the idea, she depressively asked, "What are your terms?"

Arching an eyebrow in amusement, the only sign she was willing to give, Dr. Director replied, "Terms are that you work for Global for the minimum of one decade as a field agent after which you'll be given the choice to stay on or resign to live and do how you see fit in a law-abiding manner."

For her part Shego didn't even bat an eye. She just asked, "Will it be black-ops or public?"

"Whenever the mission calls for will be -"

"No I mean how are going to explain to the courts of the world, I've broken more than a few laws in dozens of countries, that you're employing an ex-supervillain?"

"I know what you meant; I was just ignoring an obvious question." Seeing Shego bristle shot her amusement up a few notches, she added, "You can change your appearance back to what it was right?"

Seeing Shego nod stiffly she continued, "Who would recognize you without your normal green countenance? You are also not known by your real name. No criminal charges have ever been associated with it."

Shego wasn't surprised at that as she had hidden her real identity well, hell even her idiotic brothers were smart enough never to give out their secret identities.

"You will be given a cover and an occupation to keep up an appearance of an average person though. With an added twist as it were. Do you accept?"

Closing her eyes and sighing heavily, Shego did the only thing that was she could do…she gave in. "Fine I'll work for you but on three conditions."

Curious as to what she could possibly demand, the director narrowed her eyes.

"One, no partners, I work alone. Two, I want challenging missions not the peewee crap given to your other pathetic bunch of fools. Third, I want full immunity from all past crimes anywhere."

Seeing nothing unduly restrictive of her requests,(although all were already going to be implemented had she not demanded them was beside the point) the director nodded and said, "Done. Welcome aboard."

Suddenly Dr. Director turned around and began walking away leaving a now confused Shego behind. The voice of the director snapped her out of it quick though.

"If you want to leave this place I'd suggest you keep up."

Biting on her tongue to keep making a sarcastic retort to her now boss, Shego followed behind her thru the place that had been her home for the past two and a half months.

They walked in silence for a few minutes before she remember the earlier comment the director said to her.

'You will be given a cover and an occupation to keep up an appearance of an average person though. With an added twist as it were.'

Shego did not like secrets kept from her and she did not trust her new employer in the least. Swiftly leaping onto the wall to her right and deftly executing a front flip over the head of the director she stumbled a bit but held firm, her knee was still a little shaky, and she confronted her with the question; "What you mean by an added twist?

This time the director let a full smile spread across her face, taking great delight in the other woman's unease at seeing it.

"Congratulations."

Seeing that her newest agent still didn't understand, Dr. Director smiled a bit wider and said, "You just got married!"

A laugh finally escaping her full lips at the mortified expression on Sego's face, she elaborated, "That's your cover. You will be new arrival to Middleton looking for a job in child development, most likely a teaching position, a new arrival which is also married."

Shego now stared at her with her mouth hanging wide open, arms limply hanging to her sides.

Her smile now threatening to split her entire face, Dr. Director dropped the final bomb. "Now to be fair, I'll even give your new hubby's name. It's Ronald…"

In his backyard where he was performing katas a certain blond headed individual suddenly stopped what he was doing and sneezed rather violently.

'That was strange' he thought, 'He didn't think he was getting sick. Besides what could get thru the Stoppable Fortress of Immunity?

Groaning he continued his practice.

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