Kim Possible: A Corrupted Heroine

How many times have I been here before? Kim thought to herself as she lay strapped to the table, staring up at a bright light. Well, atleast there is no "Lazer gun" or "Doomsday Device"  pointing in my face. Every villain seemed to have the same routine, capture, hold, and threaten, whether it was Doctor Drakken, Señior Senior, DNAmy, the list went on forever, and so far, The Lesbian as she had taken to calling herself was no different. Another Villanous Cliche with too much time on her hands. 

           Kim first heard word of The Lesbian after getting calls about a series of heists from several top-security labs around the world. At first she had suspected Doctor Drakken, but then came the call on her Kimmunicator, issuing her a direct challenge.

"Meet me at the sent coordinates if you wish to stop be, with love, The Lesbian."

The trap was obvious, but also provided them with a perfect opportunity to set a trap of their own. Kim was the bate, and while "The Lesbian" was distracted with Kim, Ron and Rufus would find away to stop whatever she was planning. So far everything had gone according to planned, Kim was, as predicted, ambushed and captured on arrival while Ron and Rufus slipped by unnoticed, and while she waited for whatever long spiel "The Lesbian" had planned, they were surely working to bring her down.

They are certainly taking their time. Kim had been waiting for what seemed like an eternity, the metal clamps around her wrists and ankles were starting to ache, and the cold steel slab she was laying on was growin increasingly more uncomfortable. Finally, after what must have been hours, the door slid open and a woman entered the room. She was not what Kim had been expecting, a young asian woman, perhaps only a few years older then Kim. She had long, jet black hair and a face to rival models. She wore a long lab coat that fell just below her thighs, but didn't wear any pants underneath it, nor was she wearing any shoes. She flashed kim a warm smile that seemed almost inappropriate for the situation, and walked to her side.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Ms. Possible." She greeted her as though meeting under normal circumstances. 

"You must be The Lesbian." Kim replied without the same courtesy. "Quick question, why choose that name? and why rob those labs? What do you hope to accomplish?"

That seemed to make her laugh. "You will find that out soon enough. Tell me Ms. Possible, how often do you masturbate?" 

Kim was speechless, she had never been asked that before, especially not like this. Suddenly she couldn't stand being on that table, she wanted nothing more than for Ron to burst into that room and rescue her. Atleast when the other villans captured her, they were appropriate, but there was something different about her, even the name she had picked suggested she had no boundaries for such things.

"Gross!" Kim finally managed to say after the initial shock wore off. "Why would you ask something like that?"

The Lesbian didn't seem to be phased by the reply, she merely nodded smiling. "And how often would you like to masturbate?"

"What is wrong with you?" This was too weird to bare, and something about The Lesbian's smile made her that much more uncomfortable. 

"Are there any girls you would like to fuck? any cunts you would like to taste?"

"What!? No! I'm not gay!" As strange as it was, she had never heard any of her enemies curse before, and the questions she was asking, they were so... not okay.

The Lesbian merely smiled, pulling a syringe out of her pocket, it was filled with a clear bubbly liquid. It didn't look like much, but it was enough to make Kim want to panic. She had no idea who this woman was, what she had planned, and now she was being injected with some mysterious substance. This had gone far enough, surely ron would burst in and save her at any second. The strange woman began rolling up Kim's sleeve, surely something would happen to allow her to escape this mess, surely.... Then Kim felt the sharp sting as the Needle entered her arm.