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*FANFIC* Kim Possible: Possible Angst*FANFIC*
Daisclaimer: The beautiful young woman who is my older sister in a lot of ways, is not owned by me... if she was I would not be letting her end. She is owned by Bob Schooley and Mark McCorkle, her "fathers" (maybe godfathers?), and the evil Empire of Disney (well, at least until they get rid of the 65 ep policy). This fic, that is based off an event in S T D, is mine. Kimmy's thoughts are not mine. This is dedicated to everyone who's ever had hopeless times, such as the one Kim Possible had in S T D. May you get through them with ease. And remember, I do not condone Eric, I condone him being evil! Happy Reading. I can't believe Drakken finally won. He finally did it. Now... he's just hours away from taking over the world. There's nothing I can do to stop him. Nothing at all. No ideas have come at all. I still can't believe what he did. I can't. He took my greatest weakness, which is boys and my compassion for life in general and twisted it so that I would be betrayed by someone that I had feelings for. Eric. Why did he have to seem so perfect? Why did he have to be so sweet? Why did he have to seem so wonderful? Why did he have to make me practically (as cheesy as it sounds) weak in the knees? I wouldn't feel so betrayed if I hadn't gotten so close to him in the time I had known him. I might have even... this idea sort of scares me, loved him. I had fallen for him so quickly and then just as quickly-- I found out his true self. Drakken practically took my heart and stuck a knife into him. Not only that but he twisted the knife inside my chest. That's how it feels. Why did I let him get so close to me? I should have known better. I mean, I'm marked for death by all the supervillains in the world. The Villian's Digest website has me on their wanted page. Not wanted like those old wanted posters that say: "WANTED: DEAD OR ALIVE," they want me destroyed, not just dead. Why couldn't I figure out that he wasn't who he seemed to be? I honestly can't believe it. I cared about him. I might have loved him. And... Drakken... just took a knife and viciously stabbed my heart. And, now Drakken has won. As I awaken after being knocked out by Eric and some electrical stuff, I'm thinking, why did I ever do this, why did I decide to take on the huge task that I have held within my busom for over six years? Why didn't I just stick to babysitting, walking dogs, and mowing lawns? What made me think that a run of the mill girl could rid the world of evil? This mission was too great for me to do. It's like how can a baby defeat one of the greatest evil wizards of all time? Or something like that. Honestly, what really made me think that a girl with no real "power" could defeat a mad scientist? Why did I waste six years of my life trtying to do what I've been doing: fighting the evil and the horror of the world? Everything I am... has been a basic lie. Kim Possible is nothing. But is that true? Has Drakken truly destroyed me? Fin. |
