Part 1

Dr. Drakken, a blue skinned mad scientist and his side-kick , Shego, stood outside the front door of a recently acquired lair. The lair looked like a castle that towered over several acres of land on top of a mountain. It was isolated making it perfect for the mad scientist to work on his plans for global domination. They stood there admiring it for a moment before Drakken twisted the key and pushed open the door. He let the door fall open revealing a large dimly lit room. A shiver ran up his spine as he and Shego stepped inside, flipping on the light as he went. Instantly, he got the feeling that something just wasn't right about this place, but he couldn't figure out what, and he wondered if Shego felt the same. The room looked like it hadn't been lived in for a number of years and was slowly falling apart. There was some graffiti on the walls with random names spelled out in crazy fonts. There was some old thread-bare furniture that lay scattered about the room. That's what you get for buying it so cheap, Drakken thought to himself. "Gee, Doc. You really know how to pick 'em! Who did you buy this place from Freddy Krueger?" Shego remarked with a smirk. Before Drakken could say anything in response she disappeared down the hall, wanting to explore the place further. The longer Drakken looked around the more he began to realize why he gotten the place so cheap, it was creepy…

Shego found the perfect room down the far end of the upstairs hallway. It was a large room with a large picture window that overlooked the forest below. The room was already painted green and needed little repair compared to the rest of the lair. She smiled to herself stepping into the room to look around more. She found the closet at the opposite end of the room. She hoped it would be big enough for her large wardrobe. She fell back in surprise at what was staring at her from inside the closet. There was an old baby doll hanging by its foot from the bar. It's eye was dangling out of its socket and was cracked in some places. "That's sick!" She exclaimed untying the doll. She looked around in the hopes of finding a trash bin close in sight, but there wasn't much to her dismay. She didn't like dolls to begin with and wanted it disposed of as quickly as possible. Just as she was about to leave the room, the door shut square in her face nearly knocking her to the ground. "What the…" She said staring at it confusingly for a moment. Shrugging it off, she went to open it again, but found that the door was jammed. Nothing she did could get this door to budge. Immediately thinking this was some dumb prank of Drakken's she began screaming, "Hey! Cut this out! This isn't funny!" When there was no answer and the door didn't budge, she started to get angry. "Drakken! Open the door!" She wasn't in a mood for pranks, even though he really wasn't the type to do anything like this. There was still no reply. What was going on? She wondered as she began banging on the door as loud as she could.

From downstairs, Drakken could hear banging and screaming. It sounded like Shego. He quickly ran up the stairs as fast as his feet could carry him to find the banging coming from a room at the far end of the hall. "Shego! Are you alright?" He asked. "Get me out of here!" She ordered. He twisted the doorknob and with ease the door pushed open. Shego flew out of the room and into the hallway. "What is wrong with you?!" She shouted at him, her hand lighting up, her fury igniting as well. Drakken backed away in fear. "What do you mean?" He stuttered. "You know perfectly well what I mean!" She snapped. "No, I don't." He said quivering. "You held that door shut so I couldn't get out. That was a stupid prank!" She told him. "I swear I didn't Shego." He said getting annoyed now that she was accusing him of something as childish as a prank. "You really didn't, did you?" She realized, becoming calmer. Drakken shook his head. "If you didn't, than who did?" Shego asked looking back into the room. "It could have been the wind…or it's an old house, maybe the door stuck?" He rationalized. That seemed to be the only logical explanation, but she didn't quite bite into it. "I guess so." She agreed. "What's that?" He asked pointing to the doll in her hand. She had completely forgotten she was still carrying it. "I found this in my room." She said waving it in front of his face. He pushed it away not wanting to look at it. Dolls gave him the creeps. "Throw that away!" He ordered. "With pleasure." She said as they both took off back downstairs.

While Shego tossed it into the nearest trash bin Drakken had started to bring in some boxes. "Need any help Dr. D?" She asked placing her hands on her hips. He mumbled something that sounded like no. "Ok then." She said grabbing a couple boxes that had her name written across it in large letters, taking them to her room without another word to her boss who seemed to be too preoccupied at the moment.

Hours later…

The new lair was already beginning to look like home. There were still many things that needed to be unpacked, but it was a start and both Drakken and Shego were tired from their long first day there. It was 10:00 and Drakken had already changed into his blue pin-striped pajamas. He met Shego out in the hall as he went to his room. "Goodnight Shego." He said with a yawn. "Night, Dr. D." She said with a wave walking past him into her own room.

He pushed open his bedroom door and stepped inside, shutting the door behind him with a snap as he went. He flipped on the light. He hadn't even begun to unpack his things yet, he had been too busy with his lab. Drakken didn't care now though, he was too tired. He grabbed a blanket and plopped on the bed. He wrapped the blanket around him and drifted off into a deep sleep.

In the other room, Shego was reading a magazine. She had everything in her room placed perfectly where she wanted them. When everything seemed to be quiet and peaceful, there was a sudden crash that sounded like it was coming from the lab. Did Drakken go back down for something? She wondered. Paying it no attention she turned back to her magazine. However, the noises didn't stop there. They continued for another 20 minutes. "What the hell is he doing?!" She said aloud as she got up from the bed. It was too late to be working on something. When she went out into the hall, she walked into something solid and fell backwards onto the floor. When she looked up she realized she had bumped into Dr. Drakken. "What are you doing?" Shego asked staring at him from the floor. "I heard noises." He told her. "You mean, you're not that one making all that noise?" She asked him, the expression on her face changing from anger to pure bewilderment. He shook his head, no, in response. Drakken held out his hand to help her up, which she quickly accepted. They both went down the hall to investigate. Could someone have broken in? They wondered as they ventured down the dark hallway, preparing for the worst. Halfway down the stairs she realized that she was still holding onto his hand. She blushed and quickly pulled it away.

When they got to the bottom of the stairs and turned on the light, they found nothing. Nobody was there, but things had been moved. Drakken snarled in annoyance. He turned to Shego, who he noticed looked even more confused than he. "Something weird is going on around here." She pointed out. Drakken said nothing. "We'll fix this in the morning." He said with a shrug, turning around, and heading back up the stairs Shego following close behind.

Later on that night, Drakken was awoken by something breathing in his ear. "Commodore Puddles! Daddy is trying to sleep!" He said. When the breathing didn't stop he opened his eyes and sat up, expecting to see his pink poodle sitting there trying to look innocent, but Commodore Puddles was nowhere to be found. Could he have been dreaming? He wondered. He flipped on the light next to his bed and saw that he was the only one in the room. "Odd." He muttered to himself, flipping off the light again, and turning around to go back to sleep. "Drakken…" He heard a voice whisper. He jumped up. "Shego? Is that you?" He said into the dark room. "Drakken…" It said again. "Shego, knock it off!" He snapped, thinking Shego was playing a prank on him. "Drakken…" He gulped and flipped on the light. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a shadow disappear behind a couple of boxes he had stacked in a corner. He sneered. That had to be Shego. He got up to look, but found that instead of his side-kick the baby-doll was there from earlier. "I thought she threw it away?" He said hesitantly picking it up.

He went downstairs to personally throw it away himself, deciding that he would confront Shego about it in the morning. When he got downstairs he noticed that a light was on in the kitchen. Shego must have gotten up for a little snack. He thought as he headed into the kitchen. When he got there he found that all the cabinet doors were open and the chairs were stacked up on the table. "What the…" He said staring in awe. This was something Shego would have never done. She was the one always yelling at him to shut the cabinet doors. Suddenly, all of the doors shut at once before his eyes. They slammed hard one by one. He dropped the doll and stood there in horror at what he was witnessing. Not wanting to stay a second longer to see what would happen next, he took off running upstairs. As he ran through the pitch black hallway he ran into something. "Aaaaah!" Suddenly, there was a flash of green light and he felt a searing pain in his arm. He collapsed on the floor, he could feel the blood running through his fingers.

"Dr. Drakken?!" He heard Shego's voice call out. Then without warning the hall light flipped on. Shego saw Drakken huddled on the ground clutching his wounded arm. She bent down over him. "I'm so sorry! You scared me!" She explained feeling terrible that she had cut him so bad. She helped him up and took him to the bathroom to help him clean up his wound. "What were you doing up?" He asked her flinching in pain as she ran a wet towel over the cuts. "I heard some more noise. I went to check on you to make sure you were alright," Drakken smiled. She actually cared about him. "When I didn't find you there I decided to go check downstairs." She told him. "What were you doing?" Shego asked. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Ow!" He hollered pulling his arm away. "Well, sorry! Do you want my help or not?" She snapped. He sighed. "Yes." He put his arm back out. He noticed that the cuts were deep. "Anyways, I want to know. What happened?" She asked changing the subject. "You'll think I'm crazy." He said. "I already think you are." Drakken groaned. "Try me." She insisted. "Fine!" He explained to her everything that happened to him and what he saw in the kitchen. When he finished, Shego looked at him deep in thought. He waited for some kind of sarcastic remark, but none came. "I don't know what to think." She admitted. She carefully placed a bandage on his arm. Drakken rather enjoyed her touching him and attending to him. It made him feel somewhat important and wanted. He took her hand in his and held it gently. He couldn't believe what he was doing. "Thank you." He said. Shego involuntarily blushed. Drakken had never stared at her quite like that before. "There, all set." She said with an awkward smile, turning to leave the bathroom, Drakken following behind her. "I think we should try to get some sleep." She suggested as they headed down the hall back to their rooms. "Yea, I guess." Truth was, that after what happened earlier, he didn't really want to try to sleep or for that matter sleep alone. He wanted Shego near him now more than ever. He walked her to her bedroom door. "Goodnight again Doc." She said with a small tired smile. "Night, Shego." He wanted to kiss her, but held back in fear that she would blast him into the next century. She couldn't possibly have any feelings for him.

She shut the door and jumped in bed. She tried to sleep but her thoughts were fogged by visions of the doctor. Shego wanted to see him look at her the way he did when they were in the bathroom. She wanted to see that loving look in his eyes again. "What am I thinking?!" She mumbled out loud to herself. Trying to get her mind off Drakken, she thought of all the strange things that were happening in their new lair. She and Drakken did have encounters with ghosts before when he got possessed by the spirit of a long dead pirate. Was there a possibility that this place was haunted?