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Kim Possible: Empires

By LJ58

Epilogue:

Somewhen in Time and Space:

"The rift grows," one of the entities fretted, seeing the ribbon of space/time uncurling before their very eyes.

"Our efforts are in vain. Even we don't have the energies necessary to seal the anomaly."

"We do now," another of their kind appeared, holding a crude construct roiling with energies so intense that they seemed on the verge of exploding had not their kindred helped contain them.

"What is that device? How could it have harnessed such might?"

"Explanations must wait. Until this moment, I was unable to ascertian a solution to our dilemma. Now, I have. I must rejoin myself in an earlier time. That is the anomaly. Our joining was fated, and until accomplished, this rift will only grow, endangering the galaxy, and the universe as a whole."

"How may we aid you, brother," another of the entities that monitored the Mu'ubarle sector of the M'Kandii galaxy, ensuring that no one blundered into the rift by keeping everyone away.

For there were also a great many pre-sentient species here they were trying to protect. Life, and the promise of Life was their secret mandate they chose to protect. If they seemed neutral, or even hostile to others, it only aided their long-term goals. They did not cater to developed worlds. Their concern was giving undeveloped worlds a chance to rise.

That was their goal.

"Just ease your hold on the center of the rift. Seal it anew only after I enter."

"But, brother, you risk your very existence with such an act!"

"If I am right, I will spare the galaxy madness on a scale even we might scarcely imagine. Now, prepare. This must be done, and done soon if I am correct in my suspicions."

The five entities in space merely acknowledged their kindred, and then pulled away.

The Chancellor tightened his grip on the smoldering cauldron of dragon power, and entered the rift in time/space, trusting himself to a fate he had suspected was coming for years.

KP

Some time in the Past:

The Chancellor encountered a second of his race as he paused to observe a small, barely developed world.

"This is the center of the ancient prophecy? The Great Lady's heir rises from this world," he asked his kindred.

"So it is said, by those that know the true prophecy."

"So it is said."

They both turned when they saw a flash of brilliant energy, and sensed a scream of sorts as they turned in that direction. Willing themselves to move, they flashed across millions of miles of space, and appeared before the faltering, cracked hull of an iridescent orb that was literally bleeding out its life force.

"A Seedling? Someone attacked a Seedling," one of the Chancellors exclaimed. "What madness is this," he asked, reaching out to stop its spiraling descent into a nearby star that would have certainly consumed it.

"It is almost dead. Perhaps we should let it…."

"No. It is still whole enough. With enough energy, we could reinvigorate it, and return it to its purpose."

"You would spare a Dragon Seedling, knowing who sent it? And why?"

"This is Life, brother. No less compelling than any other we choose to seek out, and protect. No less than any other pre-sentient we encourage. Are we Judges now, to declare the Hope of Life is for one, but not another?"

"Do as you will. I have seen enough. Besides, you do not have enough energy to restore Life to that husk. Not even the Great Lady herself could do that. Nor do I wish to bring her long nose here if we inform her someone is attacking her Seedlings now."

"You think this was an attack?"

"What else could fracture one of Hers," his brother huffed, and then declared, "I am leaving. This region has ceased to be interesting."

The Chancellor stared at the Seedling he held, and frowned.

The flow of Life's energies were slowing to a dangerous ebb, and he knew his kindred was right. The husk was going to die, and he wasn't sure how to save it. Even as he looked mournfully down at the waste he held before him, a flash of energy exploded brighter than the nearby star, and even blinded him for a moment.

He spun wildly through space, and when he reoriented himself, he realized that not only was the Seedling freed of his grasp, it was hurling at high speed toward a nearby planet. Third from its star.

Frowning, he willed himself to follow, noting the reenergized spark that now guided the Seedling. The Fractured Seedling. He was barely into the planet's atmosphere when the already fractured husk exploded below him, and he looked down to see a handful of primates irradiated by the escaping energies that he had not realized the Seedling still possessed. He stared in wonder as the older male rose, shoving aside debris to dig out his siblings as a young female all but roared as plasma exploded around her as she burst out of the crater that had all but swallowed her.

He saw the siblings gaping at one another. Saw other primates rushing to assess the event. Something told him, on some level that even he couldn't quite understand, that he was viewing a pivotal moment. Something that had to happen. That would always happen. If allowed.

He looked around, but saw nothing else.

No reason for that sudden spark.

No reason for that rush of invigorating Life.

Yet he sensed that today was a turning point on a scale that might just be Cosmic in scope.

And not just for those primitives below that had been unknowingly gifted with a power beyond their current reckoning.

KP

The backlash from the rift drove the five watching Chancellors back even as they felt the force of something from within explode just after their brother had slipped through that ominous crack in Space/Time.

"What happened," one asked.

"Did he….self-terminate?"

"Hardly," the Chancellor they thought gone spoke from behind them.

"Brother? But you just….?"

"Temporal anomalies can be confusing even to our minds," he remarked blandly. "I long suspected my role in something…..past, and now I know for certain."

"But….how did you return? You just….?"

"I lived out my life anew watching from the shadows, and guiding those that needed guidance. All will be as it should now, brothers. Come. The M'Kandii galaxy, and this sector, is safe. We may depart in peace. All is as it should be," he said again.

They all stared back at the area where the rift had been. It was gone as if it had never been.

"You must explain this one, brother. We are, understandably, confused."

"Indeed. I quite understand. Come, I shall relay my tale. It began back when I first encountered a fractured Seedling on my first sojourn into this galaxy….."

KP

Somewhere beyond known time and space was a singular presence that lurked in shadows, and plotted against all of Creation.

A mind twisted in irredeemable madness.

That troubled mind sulked deep in the darkness of the murky depths where he had been exiled, and plotted.

Someday, somehow, he would break free of his prison. Even as he plotted, he felt his true and rightful power returning to him. Not fully. Not yet. But it was returning to him.

Just as he would return. To his rightful Universe. His rightful place in his own empire.

Then, he would shake the very Cosmos with his wrath.

Someday.

End…..?