I do not own any Disney characters named herein and am only borrowing them to tell a nonprofit tale meant for entertainment purposes only.

Kim Possible: Gifted

By LJ58

1

"Hey, Hego, look," Shego pointed as they played heroes in their treehouse that afternoon.

"It can't be Dr. Notorious," Hego said, looking not up, but down as her brother remained locked in their game he sometimes took way too seriously. "It's too soon…."

"No, you moron," Shego growled and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Hey!"

"Look up," the young brunette ordered. "What the heck is that?"

"Holy cow," Hego exclaimed, watching the large, iridescent ball of fire speed across the sky no higher than some of the aircraft that flew overhead at times. "That's the rainbow comet!"

"What," Shego frowned.

"You call me dim," Hego sniped. "It's been on the TV all week. Only I didn't think it was 'posed to come so close."

The two children looked out at the fantastic sight as the colorful fireball roared across the sky, and kept going.

"You guys see that," their three younger brothers shouted as they ran across the yard toward them. "That's amazing," the twins shouted as one.

"I think it's gonna hit somewhere," Mego said, pointing himself, "It's getting lower."

"That's impossible," Hego said. "The TV said…"

"Yeah, and TV is never wrong," Shego scowled, even as the glowing fireball filled with colors vanished over the horizon.

"C'mon," Hego said, jumping to slide down a rope rather than take the ladder. "Let's go see if they have pictures on TV!"

Shego followed, if more sedately, but only because she was a little curious but determined not to show it.

Only by the time they reached the living room, the television wasn't showing pictures of the rainbow comet that had just flown by them. It was showing what seemed a war zone in the middle of what used to be a suburban neighborhood. That, and a massive, smoldering crater in the middle of that once sedate placid gathering of homes where people stood staring in shock at the destruction around them, and people screamed for missing family members.

"Oh, wow," Hego rasped, staring at the images on the black and white television as the reporters speculated on the dead and dying around them. "Those poor people," he said.

Shego just stared and felt her growing, and natural cynicism confirmed by the tragedy. If there was a God out there, he, she, or it definitely had it in for the people of Earth.

"Meh," Shego muttered. "At least it didn't hit us," his sister declared and walked away from the horrific images.

Henry James Gordeaux just stared after his sister and wondered how she could be so mean. Sometimes, it sometimes seemed his sister just didn't care about anyone.

Shego went to her room, shut the door, and only then did tears brim in her eyes. The sight of those suffering tore at her, and she remembered when she had only lost her grandmother last year. She grabbed her worn, stuffed zebra, and just held it, wondering if all those people did something that made God mad at them. That's what the preacher always said. You obeyed God, or else. Which seemed stupid to her. How could all those people have made God mad? What was so bad that God would drop that stupid comet on them?

She wondered, too, why she had the very unnerving feeling that something wrong had just happened. Not sure what she felt, or why, she just clung to her zebra her grandmother had given her so long ago and swore that one day she would find out. One way, or another.

~KP~

Doctors James and Ann Possible stared at the men still in containment suits who finally approached them and felt their very hearts stop, or so it seemed.

"I'm sorry, Doctors," the man said as he checked a PDA he carried before speaking. "Your child and your babysitter were both killed on impact. Considering the odd radiation readings we picked up all over the impact zone, they were probably lucky," he told them. "We have survivors on the periphery, and they are all showing….troubling reactions."

"Kimberly is…dead," Ann gasped, staring at him in horror.

"I'm afraid so. Unfortunately, her body is so radiated, we cannot risk letting it go. We'll arrange suitable containment and burial after our investigation is concluded. You have my condolences. And, if you contact the babysitter's family? If they survived? We haven't been able to find them."

"I'll try to call them," James said quietly, holding his wife. "I…. Can we at least see our daughter? One last time?"

"I'm sorry, sir," the spokesman for the investigators told him. "That would be extraordinarily dangerous. I'm sure you understand. The levels of radiation and unknown energies were highest at the center of impact, which was your house. No, I'm afraid it's best we get her body contained as soon as possible," James was told.

The couple stared after the man who walked away, apparently going to others waiting at the edge of the quarantine zone, and waiting for news. So far, none of it was good.

"Our poor Kimberly," Ann cried, holding onto him. "Oh, God, I knew we should have taken her with us today," she wept.

James, who some claimed had an anecdote for every occasion, found he had nothing to say just then as tears filled his own eyes. Not a single word.

To Be Continued….