The city of Townsville! A city of peace and harmony where even on these quiet, calm nights villains will lay down their weapons and allow the citizens a good night's rest…
Or not. Who would be making noise like this at this hour?
The heavy sounds of shouting and hollering reverberated off the walls of the small broken down shack. It was fitting however for the dark atmosphere of the forest, trees twisting in all directions, full moon out. The loud banter however broke it down and you could make out the familiar voices of Townsville's most notorious villains.
Most of which the noises came from Mojo Jojo himself.
"And that is why I, Mojo Jojo is a complete and utter genius. That of course means that none of you, pathetic and whiny 'villains, should consider yourselves greater than the great and infamous Mojo Jojo-" his rambling deep voice was cut off by a tomato being chucked at his head. He immediately stopped and stared blankly at the one who threw it.
"Hehe, for such a talented genius, you sure are a sucker for fruits," Ace grinned, tossing another tomato idly. The other villains, including the rest of the Gangreen Gang, Fuzzy Lumpkins, the Amoeba Boys, Medusa, and any other major rival of the girls all burst out in laughter, some even holding their sides at the joke.
Mojo was fuming then and opened his mouth to start shouting again at the group of drunk monsters, mostly to complain about their cramped 'meeting', though he was stopped when another deep, feminine chuckle echoed loudly around the group.
Mojo already felt anxious the moment the strange pink clouds twirling and forming across the room. He was surprised he could breath no problem with the smoked surrounding him. Instead he found himself focusing more on the menacing yet mocking laugh when the thin body of the devil himself appeared.
HIM himself was standing in the middle of the partying group, a smug grin plastered on his face. His golden eyes latched onto Mojo's form as the monkey wiped off the rest of the tomato, avoiding eye contact.
"Well, well, it seems our monkey friend can't handle what these whelps dish out. How disappointing." He mocked to which the other just grumbled.
He focused his attention back to the rest and waved his arm out extravagantly.
"Now, I'm sure you're all dying to know why I've called you all here," he said. A few nods and raising of glasses affirmed this.
"You see, I have finally found the way to get rid of those miserable Powerpuff Girls." This gained suspicious looks and raised eyebrows. He raised a claw to stop any questions.
"I'm sure you all have your concerns, but trust me. First off, I know it will be hard, but… we all need to leave." Instantly they were all shouting out disagreement, even a tomato or two was thrown, which he easily dodged of course. He sent a quick glare at a nonchalant Ace.
"Ahem," he coughed and grabbed their attention again.
"Like I said, you won't like it. Anyways, we all need to evacuate the city. And you know why? Because, who would still train and stay strong if you never had an enemy to deal with? Surely, none of you simpletons would. And neither would a group of silly little girls."
Realization dawned on their faces and Medusa laughed.
"So what are you suggesting? That we all run with our tails between our legs and wait and hope those girls will let their guard down enough and attack? The last time we all rebelled against them it was still a complete failure. They still have powers you know." Her hesitation was well said, and the other monsters nodded in agreement.
HIM once again chuckled.
"You are right my dear Medusa. Who around here is strong enough to stay on level ground with those girls?" He wondered aloud. He could see Mojo huff in the corner. He thought back to their discussion before the meeting and was gleeful to see the obvious discomfort on the monkey's face.
The rest just scratched their heads in wonder.
"Well I reckon' it's none of us, huh? I shoot them gals and they just keep on comin'," Fuzzy spoke up, running a paw along his rifle.
The Gangreen Gang all muttered to each other, Billy making a comment before being punched in the shoulder by Ace.
The Amoeba boys were only quiet, thinking about the girls biggest rivals. Surely none of them in the room, right? None of them had really come close to finally putting those brats in their place.
HIM was about to continue when the door slammed open, followed by the sound of trumpets playing and a soft red carpet rolled into the shack.
In strutted Princess Morbucks, a smug smile on her small freckled face. She posed at the end of the carpet and loudly announced herself. "Hello everyone! I know you all must have been so worried about me not making my appearance yet, but what can I say? A late entrance is a fashionable entrance. So what are all you dopes going on about at this 'top secret meeting'?" She pinched her nose and glared at everyone. "And in a pigsty like this?" She commented in disgust.
Fuzzy pointed his rifle at her. "My shack isn't a-a pig pen you lil' brat!" He already hated her guts.
Princess only shrugged him off and slammed the door behind her and waltzed further in.
Mojo was already fuming.
"WHY did we invite this brat? All she wants is to be part of those pathetic Powerpuff Girls? There is no way that I, the great Mojo Jojo will allow such blatant disobedience!" He marched forward and grabbed her by the dress, ready to throw her out when she screeched and slapped his hand away.
"DO NOT TOUCH ME MONKEY FREAK!" Her face was twisted in disgust. "I do not have anything to do with those goody-goody Powerfluff girls! They refused my obvious direction and willingness to join, so now I want to make them pay! No one says no Princess Morbucks!"
Mojo's eyes were already twitching at her outburst. Princess huffed. "And then I tried to join those Rowdyruff Boys but they rejected me too! Those jerks!" She stomped her foot and crossed her arms.
HIM grinned and decided to speak. "Well, looks like someone finally guessed the right villains~"
Instantly they all stopped their grumbling and focused back on him. Princess just looked confused.
"While we're all on our little retreat, we will also be training the boys. The Rowdyruff Boys, thanks to my brilliant efforts, are the most able to side off with the girls. They're on even ground. Once those pesky puffs relieve their efforts and lower their guard enough, we can finally send our boys over and they'll gladly take things over from there."
He explained quickly enough to where even Princess and the others all smirked when they fully digested the plan.
Ace leaned against the wall, his pleasure evident. "Heh. Not bad a plan, actually. I think I could get behind this. When you wanna do this?"
HIM tapped his chin in thought. "Well, I was planning on finishing this by tonight. Though we do need to find a proper place to reside, so tomorrow night I want all of you to be ready and meet back here."
They all agreed and with that, the meeting was over.
…
It was a beautiful day outside. Birds were singing, flowers were blooming. On days like these, kids like us… eh, wait, sorry, wrong fandom.
Either way, it was a gorgeous sunny day, sparing no thought of gloom or dissatisfaction. Except maybe for the candy store owners who were just robbed.
The shrill ring of the bell rang loudly, and could be heard across the first few blocks. Snickering was heard before a group of three very familiar boys was seen landing a mile or two away, each with a sack of money and a bag of candy.
"Man, robbing candy stores was a great idea. I'm so glad I thought of it!" The redhead of the group grinned as he popped a piece of chocolate in his mouth.
"You're so smart Brick!" The raven haired boy commented as he sucked on a sucker. The blonde next to them was just rummaging through his bag, frowning in discontent.
"Aw man! I didn't get a jawbreaker!" He complained loudly.
Brick smirked and pulled out a blue and purple spotted ball of sugar.
"Oh, you mean this? You want one?" He asked his blonde partner, who eagerly nodded, tongue hanging out of his mouth in excitement.
He jumped for the candy that was held out, but just as he was about to grab it, the other pulled his arm back just in time, causing the boy to stumble and fall flat on the ground.
"Ha! I never you could have one, idiot!" Brick mocked and put the jawbreaker in his mouth as well as tauntingly as possible.
"You really as dull as dirt Boomer!" The other laughed as he munched on his candy.
Boomer stood back up and pouted as he rubbed his forehead. "I am not Butch! And no fair! You cheated!" He whined and Brick simply shrugged.
"It was never a game, Sherlock." Before he could further torment his brother, Butch pointed ahead of them with hate-filled eyes.
"Look, it's those goody two shoes'!" He shouted and the other two looked as well. Sure enough, the Powerpuff Girls, Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup landed just a few feet from them, stern glares set on their faces.
"Drop those suckers, suckers!" Bubbles spoke first, blue eyes right on them.
"That's right! Give back that money and candy, boys!" Blossom was next.
"Or else you get the snot beat out of ya!" Buttercup punched her fist.
"No way pinky, this stuff belongs to me!" Brick claimed. His brothers glared. Hard. "Heh, I mean this stuff belongs to us. Jeez." He looked back at the girls, the three getting into fighting positions.
"I don't care who you think all this belongs to- the fact is you stole it!" The ginger girl shouted and pointed at them accusingly.
"Yeah!" Buttercup agreed. "Plus, I have something better for ya! A knuckle sandwich!" She cracked her knuckles then.
"Give up or else!" Bubbles warned, but the boys only laughed.
"Alright, let's just see how badly you'll fail!" Brick and the others dropped their loot and immediately lunged for the girls, who retaliated as well. Brick made the first attack and punched Blossom in the face who skidded across the ground and into the neighboring park.
Boomer punched Bubbles in the stomach, who reciprocated by kicking him in the chest.
Butch was ruthless already and threw Buttercup into a building close by and smoke was sent everywhere.
Brick grabbed Blossom by the hair, but she remembered last time and dug her heels in the ground, turned, and sucker punched him in the eye.
"Ugh! You little-" Brick let go and while clenching his swollen eye shut began to rapidly punch her in the stomach.
Buttercup escaped from the rubble and through a few energy disks at her counterpart, who only formed his green shield in response, deflecting all of them.
Boomer was already breathing hard as him and Bubbles continued in their hand-to-hand combat, but managed to land a blow or two to her midsection. She groaned each time but screamed loud, her wails piercing everyone's ears. Boomer stumbled back and crouched low, trying to block out the sound. Once she was done, he got right back up and continued the fight.
Things continued like this, blow after blow being sent as the two groups fought hard. However, after a while, the girls noticed they were being pushed back. Eventually they paused in the fight, the girls breathing heavily.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Buttercup shouted in frustration as she acknowledged the fact that they were losing ground.
Brick smirked at her.
"What? You jealous our training is paying off? Are the little sissies getting tired?"
"How pathetic. I thought they'd be tougher, but looks like they're all talk and no show." Butch sneered, especially glaring at Buttercup who glared back with just as much hate.
"You girls are dumb!" Boomer said and crossed his arms in satisfaction. His brothers groaned and face palmed.
"Dude. Seriously. Did you have to say that?" Butch peered at him, disappointment evident on his young face.
"Whatever. Let's just finish this!" Brick commanded and as soon as he spoke the three launched back at the girls and surprised them. Punch after punch and kick after kick was thrown, and each one did more and more damage on the defending girls.
Bubbles even started whimpering as she barely deflected a hit from Butch. Buttercup snapped at the sound and screamed. She forced her eyes open and sped forward, pulled her arm back, and punch each boy. Hard. They were thrown back a bit, but regained their footing.
She flew at them, but rather than attack started to circulate around them, faster and faster. She increased in speed every second until she was just a green blur. The boy weren't even visible anymore. Wind erupted around her, blowing back the park swings and the trees leaves.
"Blossom, what is B-Buttercup doing?" Bubbles sniffled slightly but continued to watch in awe.
Blossom thought for a moment before it dawned on her.
"I know!" She perked up, letting her arms down by her side, Bubbles following. "Buttercup has created a vacuum of sorts. She's rotating around the boys at just the right speed to the point where either two things will happen. One: she's going to take away their oxygen entirely, or two: she'll produce just enough wind and air pressure to the point where the boys will have too much oxygen intake!" She explained. Bubbles looked lost.
Blossom sighed. "She'll either give them too little or too much air. They won't breath." Bubbles "ooohhh'ed" at that.
Boomer was first. He crumbled to his knees as he coughed violently. He was already trying to force himself the breath normally, but he was only gasping out, eyes widened in fear.
Right after him did Brick and Butch fall, the two others struggling as well. They clutched at their throats or chests and were groaning in pain, eyesight fading.
Bubbles noticed this and she found her resolve. She planted her feet and screamed at the top of her lungs, "BUTTERCUP!"
Just a second later the whirlwind stopped and Buttercup floated there panting and giving her blonde sister a look that just screamed, 'the f*ck bro?'
"The heck' Bubbles? You nearly blasted an eardrum!" She winced.
Bubbles just sent the boys a look as they quickly regained their composure and started to fly away. Once they were a good fifteen feet in the air Brick laughed.
"See ya later Powerpukes! We'll get you for this!" And they bolted away, each signature color of red, blue, and green leaving a trail behind them.
"Cowards!" Buttercup yelled after them.
Blossom just sighed in resignation. "Come on, let's just return all this candy and money."
…
"Ugh I swear I hate those stupid girls so much!" Brick groaned as they stumbled into the laboratory.
Butch only punched his fist with his teeth clenched. "We'll get them next time! We'll make em' pay!"
Boomer smirked and crossed his arms. "They're gonna be runnin' away like little chickens!" He was promptly ignored.
"Well first things first I just wanna sleep now." Brick yawned at just that moment and he only gave the lab an annoyed glance.
"I swear, I don't know why the heck we even agreed to staying here. Mojo's lucky we haven't destroyed all his nerd stuff yet." He snickered and Butch joined him. Boomer caught up with tired eyes as he idly eyed the cold metal hallways they passed on the way to their temporary shared room.
…
It was time.
Mojo had to stop and pause to take a deep breath. He remembered why they were going through all this trouble anyways. HIM had told him.
"Those thoughtless creations of mine are too prideful. I, Mojo Jojo, shouldn't have to busy myself over such arrogant beings that I, Mojo Jojo, so foolishly 'll never agree to this, so this cursed ray should do the trick. Just hopefully they won't put up much of a fight when they awaken…" He monologued as he tiptoed to the boy's room.
He found the large metallic door, covered in graffiti such as 'Mojo sucz!' or 'RRB rulz!' Another scrawl read 'Boomer is cool!'
He growled at the poor handwriting but pushed it to the side as he slowly pushed the door open. Thankfully these doors don't creak.
He peered into the dark room and was greeted with faint snoring. Perfect. He carefully placed each booted foot into the room, being as quiet as possible.
He shifted his hand to behind his cape and pulled out a deep blue ray gun, small enough to fit in one hand with ease.
He crept closer to the three level bunk bed and got ready to aim the gun at the boys. A sudden shifting caused him to pause and widen his eyes as he quickly hid the gun back behind his back. He looked to the highest level as Brick sat up, rubbing his eyes.
"Mojo? The heck are you doing here? Don't make us give ya another black eye…" His threat was empty, but still made his blood simmer. Such insolence-!
"I-I just came to check on you boys, that's all. I haven't seen you all day!" He tried to sound as caring as possible as his voice pitched a little.
As they were talking, Butch had stirred awake as well and watched Mojo with weary eyes. He glared at the response.
"We're not babies you know," he reminded. Mojo nodded, a smile on his face as he appeared understanding.
"I know, I know. But I just worry, OK?" He even changed his speaking pattern for this. Those wretched boys better believe this terrible act…
But it was just at that moment that Brick caught sight of the gun behind Mojo's back as he shifted on his feet. His eyes widened and he immediately jumped from the bed and pulled Butch with him, who was in the middle.
"Get outta here!" He shouted and threw a punch at the monkey, but was quickly stopped when Mojo growled, whipped out the ray, and shot at him. He landed to the floor with a grunt. Butch charged at him as well, eyes dead set. He jumped and dodged a shot, sent a kick at Mojo, who avoided it, but then shot him again when he landed on the floor.
Butch groaned in pain as his mind became hazy. He stumbled and fell beside Brick, who was already asleep. His eyes were already threatening to fall. He looked up at Mojo anger when he suddenly felt a surge of energy. He forced himself up with shaking legs as Mojo glared at him. He leaned over and slung Brick over his shoulder.
"Y-you jerk… what the heck do you think you're d-doing?" He was on the verge of passing out. His whole body suddenly felt like lead and his vision was going blurry.
Mojo just eyed him coldly. "You're own pride did this."
He stepped forward to grab the boys, but Butch jumped out of the way and decided to take the chance and run. He quickly adjusted his brother and bolted. He tried to bring himself into the air as he sped into the hallway, but found he couldn't fly.
He didn't know why the heck he couldn't fly, but damn he had to get out of there before Mojo freaked and did whatever creepy stuff he was planning to do. Thank goodness they all escaped- he skidded to a halt.
Butch looked back and groaned.
"Boomer!" He shouted. He debated going back for the dummy, but decided against it. He can handle this on his own. Right?
He continued to run, forcing his body to stay awake and as alert as possible, silently hoping for his brothers to wake up.
…
Boomer slowly opened his eyes when he heard a distant shout. His vision was blurry for a moment but eventually focused in the dark room on the form of… Mojo? He sat up and rubbed his eyes as he looked around.
"Brick? Butch?" He focused back on his 'father'. "Mojo? W-what happened?" He asked tiredly.
Mojo glared at the ground as he refused to make eye contact.
"You're coming with me." With that, a blast of light was pushed from the ray and hit Boomer square in the chest.
He stared at Mojo with shocked eyes that soon started to close. He felt his strength leave him and he slumped over, Mojo catching him and throwing him over his shoulder.
The overgrown monkey sighed. As he tucked the gun away and held the boy tight over his uniformed shoulder.
"Let's just get this over with."
Mojo ran away.
Anyone notice the Undertale references? I'm trash. Sorry. Well, I hope ten pages is alright for you guys. Better than the original I hope. Tell me what you think!