Totally spies & Kim Possible fanfic




It had been an average day for Kim possible so far, she went to school, to
cheerleader training and spent some time at Middletown mall. The world hadn't
been in peril and so Kim felt like checking her homepage in the evening before
going to bed. Her inbox contained an urgent message and she was suddenly all
awake and exited again:

"I turn to you for you are the only one I dare ask for help. I am a scientist
who has discovered a treatment for a horrible plague, but yesterday someone
has stolen it. I have checked my video surveillance system and have identified
the three thieves, who already have made themselves a name as especially
ruthless mercenaries. They seem to have very powerful patrons who might not
want the cure to be distributed. Since apparently their client has to be very
wealthy, I ask you for help, because you are known to act only out of honour,
regardless of bribes or political schemes. I am waiting impatiently for your
answer,

Dr Louis.

Kim was sure she had never heard that name before, but seeing the urgency of
the request, she accepted the mission. She requested of her client all the
information he had on the three intruders and received amongst others three
names, three pictures and an address in Beverly hills. Soon she was sitting in
a package delivery truck next to an old friend of hers. "Thanks for letting me
borrow your truck" Kim said enthusiastically. "Oh don't worry", the driver
replied "That's the least me and my company can do after you've saved us last
year." They were heading for the address Dr. Lois has stated as thieves' the
base of operations. "Ok, here's where I get out, you're on your own now.
Remember: we need the truck back by 5.30 tomorrow morning." "It won't take
that long." Kim replied and got into the drivers' seat

As she was up against some formidable opponents (Kim had been impressed while
watching the doctor's surveillance tape.) she decided to take the sneaky
approach to this particular mission. She had managed to get her hands on a
package delivery uniform and just borrowed the truck matching her outfit,
which would gain her entry to the thieves' mansion. She pulled up the driveway
and put on the cap matching her uniform:  Dark brown wide and comfortable
shorts, a light brown shirt with several pockets useful for hiding gadgets,
matching knee-length socks and sneakers equipped with light-weight one-way
jetpacks, just in case the situation would require a quick retreat. She
grabbed a package prepared for this mission, approached the door and rang the
bell. As she rang the bell she heard a short and quiet hum. She looked up. A
camera hidden in a flower arrangement hanging from the ceiling. She had been
right to choose a sneak attack plan. A blonde-haired girl opened the door -
Clover, as Kim knew from the information provided by her client. She was
dressed in only the newest designer clothes, each part probably worth more
than what Kim earned in two months: A light blue top overloaded with useless
frills, a matching mini skirt and neon yellow tights. Her hands were crowded
with bracelets and three pairs of high-heels from various top-notch labels.
Her obvious weakness for expensive clothes had also been with dr. Louis'
information and it was the bait Kim used to out wit her first opponent. "I
have a special delivery for a certain miss Clover ... " She was cut short as
Clover ripped the package from her hands. The two labels Kim had put on the
box reading "Gucci" and "exclusive preview" were working their magic. "Um,
excuse me," Kim went on "our new delivery policy states that you have to check
the packages content immediately,,,," She stopped talking as she realized that
she wouldn't need any further deception to make sure Clover would open the
package before closing the door. Her first target was shredding the cardboard
to pieces like a madman. The package revealed a pair of long, elegant black
gloves. Clover wasted no time disposing of her bracelets and the shoes in her
hands and putting them on her newest acquisitions. Kim was displaying an evil
grin as Clover stumbled right into her trap. "To bad they don't go with my
outfit, Mandy would be so enraged ... " Clover mused. Kim wasted no time
pulling a remote from her pocket and pressing a button on it. The gloves
immediately reacted, pulling clover's arms together behind her back and
fusing. Also the fingers of her gloves fused together, forming an inescapable
mitten around the young woman's hands. "What the ... " Clover exclaimed in
utter shock, turning to Kim. But Kim was already one step ahead and had pulled
a ballgag from her pocket, stuffing it into poor Clover's mouth. Slipping
behind her victim, Kim kicked Clover's knee pit to force her to the floor.
With Clover now kneeling Kim was able to buckle up the ballgag behind Clover's
neck. Bound and gagged, the blonde was hardly able to offer any resistance as
Kim fetched a short piece of rope from her pocket and tied her ankles
together. "I need to hurry", Kim thought" I don't know, who else is in here."
She dragged struggling Clover to the back of her truck and investigated her
purse and pockets. She discovered a make-up-kit containing a communicator, but
nothing else unusual. After removing the batteries from the device she slid it
into her pocket. Then she turned back to the bound thief, still trying to
somehow slipping her hands out of her glove.  Kim pulled a strap on the
glove, right above Clovers elbows tightening it. A loud "MMMPH!" told her,
that it was tight enough, then she started wrapping more rope around Clovers
thighs. Even her tights displayed an expensive label and Kim started wondering
how much those girls made, robbing innocent people. Nevertheless, she tied
some more rope around her victim's calves and secured her to the truck's
floor.  The absence of their friend might have alarmed the others, so Kim
was in a hurry. Kim reequipped herself with rope and gadgets. She still had
enough tricks up her sleeve and so she rushed back into the mansion, a self
confident smile on her face, leaving Clover struggling helplessly and mmmphing
into her ballgag. She was moving through the ground floor carefully, when she
saw a soccer ball bouncing down the stairs leading to a higher floor. She
jumped around a corner and pulled the thief's make up-kit from her pocket,
using the mirror to peek around the corner. It revealed to her a second girl
in a blue and yellow football uniform slowly walking down the stairs. "I'm off
girls!" she yelled, grabbing a backpack from a hook on the wall. Kim pulled a
pair of handcuffs from one of her pockets. As Alex (as Kim recalled) walked
by, she jumped her from behind, locking the cuffs around one of Alex's wrists.
As Kim had expected Alex in surprise reached for the cold metal, which
suddenly encased her left wrist, giving Kim a golden opportunity to lock in
the other cuff. But the leap around her victim threw Kim of balance and Alex
was not stunned in shock long enough. She rushed forward, tackling Kim. She
fell to the ground only to regain her footing in a roll. The moment she was
back on her feet she faced a roundhouse kick from Alex, but was able to duck
under it. With her hands tied in front of her Alex was unable to follow up on
her kick and was now standing with her back towards Kim. But she wasn't
willing to let Kim gain the upper hand, and so arching her back she and
swinging her cuffed hands back over her head she hoped to grab hold of her
opponent and throw her over her shoulder. But Kim saw it coming and pulled
another piece of rope from her belt, ensnarling the handcuff chains. Now all
she needed to do was to pull down hard to send Alex falling over backwards.
She did and her opponent hit the floor hard. She slid the rope around Alex's
waist pinning her arms to her body. Alex could hardly move or fight, but she
could still alarm her friends. As Alex opened her mouth to yell, Kim was
ready, stuffing a package of cloth into her mouth. She sat down on Alex's
stomach to prevent her from getting up and held the package in place with one
hand. With the other she fetched a second piece of cloth from a pouch in her
belt, tightly gagging Alex over mouth and nose. Alex did the only useful thing
she could. She snatched one of her shoes from her backpack with her feet and
tossed it across the room. It hit a stack of cds and sent them crashing to the
floor. "There goes the element of surprise" Kim thought "I forgot, I'm up
against professionals here." She quickly tied up Alex's ankles with a long
cable-tie and hauled her outside. "Better to get her strapped down before
anyone notices the mess", she thought. In the back of the truck Kim tied Alex
to the floor next to Clover. The truck had a lot of metal rings embedded in
its floor designed to secure cargo. Kim used them to secure the success of her
mission. She wrapped her second victim's hands in huge chunks of duct tape,
knowing from personal experience how crucial fingers are to freeing yourself
in such situations. After making sure there were no gadgets on the other thief
she snuck back to the door and heard a hum again. "The video surveillance!"
Kim cursed "Now they know where I am ... . Wait ... .. The doctor stated that
these girls are said to live alone. So that leaves only me and the girl named
Sam." Again she sneaked through the ground floor, this time listening
carefully expecting an ambush. The ambush came. All of a sudden shutters on
the windows and doors closed, blocking all exits. "Kim leaped against a wall
to be less vulnerable to projectiles. Then the lights went off. Utter
darkness ... Kim pulled her flashlight from her pocket and turned it on.
Nothing ... "It must have been damaged while fighting Alex", she thought. She
slowly and quietly made her way to the kitchen, trying to avoid collisions
with the furniture. She hoped to find a flashlight there. All of a sudden
something struck her. It was a huge blob of slime. It pinned her to the wall
encasing her torso. She struggled against it but it was sticky and hardening
by the second. For a few seconds nothing happened, then the lights went back
on. As Kim's eyes adjusted to the light, she saw a girl in a green catsuit
with a night vision over her eyes wielding a strange gun. The gun looked like
a squirt gun except for the green ooze in its tank. "That was almost too easy"
taunted the girl. "Don't worry, I only hit you with one shot,  the slime
will come of in ten to fifteen minutes." She pulled a make-up kit from her
pocket. "But reinforcements won't take that long to arrive." She strapped the
gun on her back, started dialling a number and put her night vision on the
table. That was all the distraction Kim needed. When Sam turned around to
reopen the windows she lifted her legs and activated the jetpack with a move
of her toes. She was aiming for the tank of the gun. The jetpack used
compressed air and released it all on the ooze tank. It cracked, sending a
cloud of ooze encasing Sam's back, arms and legs. Sam dropped the communicator
and it went dead. "Don't worry" Kim mocked, "I will be free in ten to fifteen
minutes. And apparently reinforcements won't arrive". She couldn't see Sam's
face but she was sure the last thief was boiling with anger as she was covered
with her own, disgusting ooze. Since she got hit with the entire tank, it
would take her considerably long to get free than Kim. "You might as well tell
me now who ordered you to steal the cure for the disease." "What are you
talking about?!" Sam demanded. "We have nothing to do with any cures and
diseases!" "She's playing dumb. Great" Kim thought. "No use to keep pressing
it." And so she waited till her slimy prison slowly gave way. She was
impressed. Not only did the slime come off without leaving a trace, but also
the weird smell of the ooze vanished within seconds. The first thing she did
after coming free was running for her truck to check on her other captives.
They were still where she had left them, every single knot still intact. After
all, she knew how a secret agent such as herself gets out of distress and how
to prevent just that. Then she snatched a small bottle from a crate and
returned to Sam. She fetched another piece of cloth from her belt pouch and
soaked it with chlorophorm from the bottle. That piece of cloth was the last
thing Sam saw before she was knocked out. Then Kim opened the garage and drove
her truck inside. "So, ladies" Kim said turning back to her captives, "I guess
you have never heard of any stolen cure either." Alex and Clover looked
puzzled. And so Kim went to tie up Sam. She opened a crate and pulled out
what seemed to be a sleeping bag. Only that this sleeping bag had separate
pockets inside for arms and legs as well as dozens of straps to ensure the
right "fit". She places unconscious Sam insider and strapped her in. then she
used a small pump to suck all the air out of the bag ensuring a really tight
and inescapable grip. Then she gagged her with an additional ball gag and
turned her attention to Clover again. "You're telling me who has the cure
you've stolen, whether you want to or not." With that she undid the robes
pinning her to the floor, those around her calves and those around her ankles.
Then she ordered her captive to get inside the house. With her thighs still
tied together tightly, Clover was only able to make short, clumsy steps.
That's what Kim had intended. Inside the living room she tied Clover to a
chair  simply by wrapping almost a whole roll of duct tape around her torso
and the chair's backrest. She saved some for her victim's ankles which she
secured tightly to the chair's legs. Then She hurriedupstairs. A minute later
she returned with a pair of scissors and what appeared to be half of the
content of Clover's wardrobe. "So, are you going to tell me who has that cure
or do I have to go all creative on your clothes" Kim threatened Clover.

Meanwhile in the truck: Alex had been wiggling her hands all the time. If she
would sweat on her hands, it would surely make the duct tape slippery. Clover
and the intruder have been inside for quite a while now. Who knows, what she
might be doing to her helpless friend. She glanced on the floor. There was a
short piece of wire. If she could slide the duct tape off, she could use it to
lock pick her handcuffs. Her hands were covered in sweat. Not much longer ...
..

Inside Kim was having a hard time extracting information from her captive.
After shredding clothes for ten minutes Clover was doing nothing but sobbing
and whining. "Great. I might as well tell the doctor to have the house
searched by the police." Kim thought. "But first, I'll get myself a snack.
Catching highly trained criminals is hard work." With that she left for the
kitchen.

Meanwhile Alex had succeeded in getting the duct tape off and ridded herself
of the handcuffs. She freed Sam from her sleeping bag device and together they
went for their friend.

As Kim returned to the living room with a soda and a sandwich she turned pale
in shock. Clover was no longer on her chair.

"This is bad", she thought and reached for her kimunicator. Unfortunatly 
Sam reached her first. She jumped Kim from behind and pinned her to the
ground. Kim was lying on the floor face down. Sam was pinning her to the
floor, while Alex appeared with a piece of cloth and slid it between Kim's
teeth. She stood over her victim and pulled the ends up, so Kim was forced to
lift her head and arc her back. Meanwhile Clover applied a piece of rope to
Kim's ankles. She quickly disposed of Kim's sneakers, now knowing the built-in
jetpack. After Alex had properly knot-gagged Kim, the spy trio forced Kim's
hands and arms into the same mitten she had tricked Clover into wearing.

"So, what's the plan?" Alex asked as the three spies admired Kim wiggling on
the floor, bound and gagged. "I think we should turn her over to the police or
to WHOOP", Sam figured. "But not today, girls" Clover added with an evil grin,
picking up a feather from one of her previously shredded hats. "I want to know
if this villain is ticklish." "Yeah", Sam replied and grabbed another feather,
"I still owe her for my ooze gun." All the while Kim could do nothing but
watching and mmmmphing into her gag.

"I am just curious ... . How could that Mr Drakken who called us today know
she would come?" Sam said. "We should send him a thank-you-note for warning
us." Alex teased. "Who knows why he warned us and how he knew, we won didn't
we? That's what matters." And while the spies started using their feathers on
poor Kim, her kimunicator was lying in the corner displaying a message from
Wade: "I've tracked Dr. Louis' e-mail. It seemed to come from Dr. Drakken's
lair. Watch out!

But Kim had been ridded of her gag and her laughter drowned out the beeping of
her device ... .

The end