Shego stood under the tree watching Kim as she placed the rose at the grave. She'd seen the redhead break down right after they found him. It was a scary sight, but it really proved to her what they were fighting; the final piece of the puzzle. She wasn't just Ghost Rider anymore. She was The Spirit of Vengeance. She felt the approach coming but didn't bother to defend. She already knew who it was.

"Hello Mrs. Possible." Shego looked over at the neurosurgeon.

"Shego." Anne sighed as she watched Kim kneeling by her husband's grave. "She blames herself."

"No, she doesn't. But she didn't get to grieve yet. Believe me, she blames Mephistopheles and Drakken. And when she rides, she'll be looking for revenge. It's going to be a blood bath when we find them." Shego sighed.

"You're planning murder." Anne looked at the woman, her Mediterranean coloring strange when she was so used to the green.

"No, we're planning vengeance. Justice." Shego let her hands ignite and smiled, "It was a side effect of the Penance Stare. My soul is pure hellfire now. I'm an agent of vengeance. I can see a person's sins weighing on them. I got a look at Mephistopheles. He's a true devil, and Drakken, since Drakken let Mephistopheles in, he's become as black as they get. They both will answer for their sins." Shego sighed.

"What happened, Shego?" Anne turned to her.

"I don't know… They were gone when we got there. I could still feel it though, their taint, the blackness that seeped off Drakken's soul and the choking miasma that was Mephistopheles. Drakken's the one who actually killed him, but I think he drew on the devil's power to do it." Shego sighed. "And what's worse, I think Kim saw it, heard his soul calling out for vengeance as it happened." Shego's eyes were still locked on Kim through the entire conversation.

"You're in love with her." It wasn't a question.

"I know." Shego sighed, "And all it took was her becoming a demonic avatar for vengeance, a pair of devil's trying to kill us, and every law enforcement agency in the world making her the number one on their most wanted list."

"Is she?" Anne looked at her daughter across the cemetery.

"Maybe, she's starting to be. I think the Ghost Rider let her finally accept all of herself. She quit seeing the world in black and white and started realizing what she had with Ron was…" Shego searched for a word.

"Fleeting. They cared for each other, but it wasn't… what her father and I had." Anne let a tear fall down her cheek.

"We'll get them Mrs. P. We'll kill them all. Even Blackheart." Shego's fist burnt brighter. "If I have to scorch them all to death myself, they'll pay for making Kimmie cry if nothing else."
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Kim was aware of her mother as she spoke with Shego, but she couldn't concentrate on that right now as she knelt by her father's grave. She could still see it in her mind. Hear his soul as it cried out in pain from what Drakken did to him. She saw it again as she closed her eyes and touched the cold stone of his grave marker.

She'd have to remember to do something extra special when they found Drakken. Even now, she could feel the Rider's pull. Wanting to reap vengeance for the pain he'd caused, not just to her, but to all those he's harmed. He was hiding now, she knew, but it would only be a matter of time.

She channeled a little hell fire into her hand and traced a rose into the stone, knowing the one she'd placed on the grave wouldn't last, and she didn't know when she'd be able to return. She could hear some of the conversation behind her and smiled when Shego admitted to loving her. The pain of losing Ron had paled in comparison to losing her father. With Shego's help though, and her vengeance, she could begin to heal.

Already she felt lighter after saying good bye.

"It's not all bad you know." Kim looked up to see her father sitting on his headstone, "Don't worry Kimmie-cub, just a ghost. And only you can see me."

"Dad…" Kim's voice caught.

"I miss you too, and Mom and the twins…" Her dad sighed, "But I came with a message. Will Du is the answer. You won't be able to beat Mephistopheles without him." Her dad looked up, "And GJ is coming."

"I know dad, I love you." Kim let her tears fall as she looked at him.

"Take care of Shego Kim, she'll be there for you, so you be there for her too, she'll need it with what's about to come. I can't say any more than that." He smiled at her. "I'll always love you, goodbye."

Kim stood and turned her head a bit, "Shego, take Mom home." With that, Kim released the Rider.

Hellfire engulfed her hair and her face became a skull as she loosed the chain from around her waist. In her peripheral vision she could see Shego lighting up as she lead her mother through the cemetery and GJ forces started to move out of the shadows toward her. It was subtle, but she could see the slight demonic taint they held; just enough to blind and corrupt them.

"I don't want to hurt you, you're innocents corrupted by a devil, but I'll fight if I must."

One of them fired and was shocked when the Rider's chain whipped out and lashed the bullet from the air.

"Fair enough."

As the other agents opened fire, Kim moved, chain flashing out again and again to destroy their weapons as she landed punches and kicks laced with hellfire to burn the demon's taint away. As they attacked in mass she roared her rage out. They had disturbed her grief, tainted her goodbye with her father. She couldn't judge them, but she could make them pay.

The first fell to a broken nose, his eyes blinded by the hellfire in her punch as the demon's taint was burned away. Next a fierce kick broke an agent's ribs as her boot launched him out of the fight and into an obelisk. Her chain seared the hands of another. Soon the scent of burning flesh and flowing blood was permeating the air and still they came from the shadows. She smiled though at the sound of a motorcycle starting up and felt the subtle touch of hellfire as it drove away.

"That's my cue boys, but believe me, your boss and I will be having words about this." The Rider began to spin her chain, surround herself in a cone of hellfire.

The hellfire cone protecting her from attack by the mundane officers even though they still fired at her, their bullets melting as they contacted the demonic heat. When all the weapons clicked on empty the flaming shield vanished to reveal her there, straddling her bike.

"Give Betty my regards." The rider revved the engine and the wheels flamed to life as she rode threw the minor barrier they'd erected.

Kim looked back as she saw several global justice vehicles pull out of hiding and begin to chase her. Kim laughed as she poured more hellfire into her bike, leaving a burning trench in the road as she vanished from sight.
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Dr. Director cursed as she read the reports from her agents. She'd seen this coming a mile away, but Black had been sure that they'd be able to capture her. Still, the fact that Kim was capable of such violence now worried her. She'd burned one agent so badly, that he'd wear the scars for life. Another's fingers were seared together, and would require surgery to heal. The broken bones and bruising was even worse. Instead of the clean breaks of a trained martial artist, these were brutally shattered.

She was hoping that Will would report in soon as to the location of the spear. In the mean time, she had to find Kim and her new partner. Another factor to consider had been the reports of Shego's new abilities. She was no longer green, and while makeup could account for that, it couldn't account for her flames new color. It appeared that Kim's demonic self had somehow infected the thief.

Another factor to consider was their considerable powers, and those of their allies. Shego's flame, while different was well known. Kim's abilities, without her powers, were legendary; with them, it was seeming she was nigh unstoppable. Not even bullets managed to harm her. Stoppable had shown some strange powers as well in the assault on Drakken's lair, and the extent of those was still unsure. The final three allies, were all complete unknowns.

"Decided what to do, Director?" Black asked from the doorway.

"Get me Team Go!" Dr. Director said.

"With pleasure." Black smiled.
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Shego looked around the safe house as she escorted Anne into it. Her eyes raked over the hidden security systems and her newer senses over the magical wards. It wasn't perfect, but it'd protect them while she and Kim did what they had to. Her eyes locked on Stoppable as he walked down the stairs.

"Shego." Ron's eyes were hard and he still wore the armor and sword that he'd used in the Raid on Drakken's lair.

"Sidekick." Shego said.

"Where's Kim?" He moved to stand a few feet in front of her.

"Right about now, teaching a few Global Justice drones why it's stupid to piss off a Ghost Rider." Shego smirked.

"Sounds about like her new outlook." Ron said, "Shego, I see what's happening between you two."

"And?" Shego's eyes turned just as hard as Ron's.

"If you hurt her, I have an entire school of trained ninja that I will be more than happy to send after you." Ron said.

"You have a school of Ninja?" Shego laughed.

"It is true," Master Sensei walked into the room, "With accepting the mantle of Monkey Master, Stoppable-Sama is now the rightful head of the Yamanouchi School. It is his place to lead."

Shego blinked, "Whoa."

"Now that Mrs. P is back, we'll be taking her and the twins to Yamanouchi for protection." Ron said, "Wade knows how to contact us, if you need help, don't hesitate to call. And remember what I said."

"I will Stoppable," Shego smiled, "You just watch after Kimmie's family, I don't want to see her hurt either."

"Where are you two headed now?" Myrlin asked from a shadow.

"After Will Du, and The Spear of Destiny, Kim was going to go see the old man, then we're meeting at the jet." Shego smiled.

The sound of a Ron's Ron-Com going off drew their attention, and Ron pulled it out, "Go Wade."

"Is Shego there? I'm reading Kim's signal, but Shego's has vanished." Wade said.

"Yea Wade, it's the wards and security measures on the Safe House, She's here." Ron passed the device to Shego.

"What's up Brainiac?" Shego asked.

"Dr. Director just told Black to contact your brothers." Wade said.

"So we can be expecting them soon. Thanks," Shego shook her head, "This just keeps getting better and better."
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Will Du stared at the mouth of the cave before him, his eyes roaming it warily. Then they slipped over to his current partner, the ever present Lilly Night. A freelancer, at least according to all his digging. But she'd proven capable so far. What he didn't trust, was that his reports also said she was tied directly to Black. Finally he strapped on his side-arm and walked toward the cave.

"According to everything I've found, this is the place." Will said.

Lilly looked around, then back at him, "It looks like a cave."

"The people in the nearby village call it… a long word I can't pronounce with too many vowels and enough syllables to make a speech therapist wince, but it translates to 'Destiny's Womb'." Will said.

"Sounds more promising now," Lilly admitted.

"Then there's this." Will held up a palm top computer, displaying a map.

After looking at it for a few moments, Lilly easily distinguished the cave marked on the map, and the other major landforms that surrounded it. She looked over her shoulder, taking in the mountain range, then to her right and left following the two rivers that bordered them.

"And that is?" She asked.

"What you get when you overlay the crystalline engravings from the spears over each other." Will said, then started into the cave.

"Ok, now I'm really impressed." Lilly said.

"Don't be, all I did was the leg work. Techs back at GJ put it all together.

Will followed the path deeper into the cave, smiling as his vision slowly adjusted to the dimming light. He held a hand along the wall, guiding himself carefully deeper into the earth.

"Shouldn't we have brought a light?" Lilly asked.

"No, I'm expecting a light to reveal itself." Will said, as he continued deeper into the blackness of the cave.

"A little… more spiritual than I expected." Lilly said.

"We're in a cave that supposedly holds the fabled Spear of Destiny." Will pointed out, "Besides, I've seen a lot lately that has me reevaluating my beliefs."

"Oh? Like what?" Lilly asked.

"Like a creature composed of bones and hell fire." Will said, "A creature that let me live, when it's killed everything else it's fought."

"Perhaps it didn't have the time?" Lilly said.

"I did a little digging after that. Turns out, there is a legend about a creature called 'The Ghost Rider'. It's supposedly a spirit of vengeance, and its greatest weapon is called 'The Penance Stare'." Will looked around, the cave, smiling at the flickering light he saw deep in the cave, "It turns the sins on a person's soul back against them. It forces them to feel all the pain and suffering they've caused others."

"So you believe, that this creature is in fact the so called Ghost Rider, and had the people it 'killed', not been what they were, its power would have been useless against them." Lilly summarized.

"Essentially yes." Will smiled as they rounded a bend in the cave, and the light got brighter, "By the way, notice the light?"

"Yes, but I didn't want you getting a swelled head." Lilly said.

"No worries of that, remind me sometime to tell you about a young woman named Kim Possible." Will said as they finally reached the end of the path.

Stretching out before them was a pit. On the other side of the pit was a torch lit room, with a woman standing wearing a white gown and three spears set on a table. The woman watched them, but made no move to speak, or aid them as they met her gaze.

"Don't suppose you'll tell us how to cross?" Will said.

The woman remained silent, merely tilting her head.

"Didn't think so." Will said to himself, then began to examine the walls, "Lilly, can you read this?" He pointed to a set of glyphs on the wall of the chamber.

The religion specialist looked over the glyphs, then back to him, "The faithful shall walk, where the fearful shall fall."

"Which means that… it's either an illusion, or a test." Will sighed, looked back at the woman across the way and stepped into the abyss. He smiled as his foot landed not on empty air, but somehow on the far bank.

"Welcome, pure one, the Spear of Destiny stands before you. If you are worthy to claim it, merely choose the correct one." The woman in white spoke.

"Right." He looked back over his shoulder, seeing Lilly still on the far side of the pit, then turned back to the spears, his eyes roaming over each.

The first was a plain centurion's spear. It had a long wooden shaft, polished smooth, and a bronze, leaf shaped spear head. Will passed it over immediately. The next was double ended. It had an ebony shaft, with silver inlays. At either end of the shaft was a black, ornate blade, curving and spiking off in multiple directions. Last was a golden shafted weapon with crystal shards forming the spear head and several more at the base.

"What happens should I choose the wrong spear?" Will asked the woman.

"You will be removed from destiny all together, and merely cease to exist." The woman smiled at him.

"What is my destiny?" Will asked.

"That choice, is yours…" The woman smiled at him.

"You're the spear, all of these are fake." Will said.

"And that, Wielder, is the answer." The Spear of Destiny smiled at him as she faded from view, turning into silver sparkles.

The sparkling orbs coalesced in Will's hand, before taking form. The spear held a triple helix design, three different metals forming a single shaft that ended in a triad point. A band of gold, a band of silver, and a band of pure red metal. He smiled as he hefted the spear in his hands.

"You can give up your ruse now, Lilly." Will turned to her, his eyes now a glowing silver as his hair turned white, "I felt you the moment my hands touched the spear."

"Well, this'll be fun." Lilly said as her skin turned black, and red lines ran over her body in tribal designs, two bat like wings sprouting from her back.
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Kim kicked the door to the church open as she strode through. Her eyes raking over the pews until she found the old man settled in and enjoying a smoke. She walked toward him with a determined pace, smirking as he looked back over his shoulder at her.

"Sup Bones," Carter turned back to his smoke, watching the pulpit.

"Mephistopheles has empowered one of my enemies with the heart of a devil, and killed my father. I need to know everything you can tell me; about him, Blackheart, and The Spear of Destiny." Kim dropped into the seat beside him, kicking her feet up on the pew as well.

"Well, looks like the Rider has finally accepted her burden." Carter smiled, "And you're fighting on the side of the angels?"

"I'm fighting against Mephistopheles, Blackheart, and anyone else who tries to hurt the people I swore I'd protect. As far as I'm concerned, I'm a free agent, just like I've always been. I do what I think is right." Kim clutched her fist.

"Well then," Carter tossed his extinguished smoke away, and began to roll another, "Mephistopheles, ruler of hell, an arch-demon, capable of manipulating reality. The thing you really need to know, though, is that he isn't a physical being like you or me. We're souls, trapped by the limits of our flesh. His flesh is a construct limited only by his… not soul… he doesn't have one, but his demonic essence."

"So the form I've seen isn't real. Too bad, I was really looking forward to snapping his neck." Kim clutched her gloved fist.

"He is also tied to his hell, as long as one exist, the other can not be destroyed. At least, that's the assumption." Carter shrugged.

"Blackheart?" Kim asked.

"His 'son'. Mephistopheles created Blackheart from the concentrated evil of a town. As such, he has a physical body, but it's not as limited as yours or mine. He can shape shift, manipulate magic, teleport, heal almost any wound, is stronger, faster, and more deadly than any foe you'll face. He can't manipulate reality the way Mephistopheles can, and he isn't tied to Hell in the way Mephistopheles is, so it is possible to kill him, I'm just not sure how. Blaze had to burn him with the anguish of a thousand souls just to stop him temporarily." Carter shook his head.

"Blaze?" Kim asked.

"The Ghost Rider before you, he's still around somewhere. Don't know where, but he can't help you. He's got his own demons to face right now, and his power comes from a curse placed on him by Mephistopheles." Carter shook his head.

"And the Spear?" Kim asked.

"No clue, heard it pierced the side of Christ." Carter shrugged.

"Blackheart has a GJ agent out looking for the Spear. I think he plans to use it to kill Mephistopheles and gain control of hell, and then Earth, through Global Justice." Kim said.

"Hmm… good plan." Carter said, "What's yours?"

"Kill them all first." Kim stood up, sending a flash of hellfire to light Carter's cigarette.

"Good luck with that Rider," Carter smiled as he took his first drag on the cigarette, "Give'em Hell."
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Shego looked up from preparing the jet as the sound of footsteps echoed in the shadows. She sighed as she saw her brothers walking out of the darkness to surround her. Hego standing before her in the lead, Mego to his right, and the Wego's multiplying to provide overwhelming support. She let her new powers roam over them, seeing the taint they all now wore.

"Hego, I know you're not going to believe me, but for once, I'm not the bad guy." Shego said, stepping away from the jet.

"You corrupted that nice Kim Possible, and turned her into a murderer." Hego said, "When Global Justice called us, we had to come Shego. Give up and turn yourselves in."

"No can do Hego. GJ is the villain for once. Or at least a part of them is, and if Kim and I go in there, we won't be coming out. At least not with our souls intact." Shego let her flames flare, smirking at the shocked looks on their faces.

"Your glow…" Hego said.

"Is gone. My powers come from somewhere else now. It also lets me see the souls of anyone I wish. Yours are being manipulated, your strings being pulled by a demon." She started to move toward Hego.

"There's no such thing as demons." Hego said.

"Oh yea?" The Riders voice echoed as she walked out of the darkness, her flame burning bright red, "Then explain me."