~Dolls~
"Where am I?" There was darkness. Total and unending darkness…like…the inside of an upside down coffee mug. "What the heck?"
"Butch!!"
"Buttercup!?" She sounded hurt. "Where are you?" Finally the darkness lifted to show them all to look like dolls. Toys. Butch couldn't move his mouth, blink, move his limbs, or even turn his head. She was on a shelf, much higher than his. So was everyone else. Everyone was a doll!!
"Butch, I can't move!!" Blossom's voice sounded from across the room. It was bathed in red light, as red as Brick's eyes. Suddenly, the black slowly opened with a creeak.
"Hello, my precious little toys, ready for a game?" Butch watched as a feminine form clocked in an inky black dress with a hood slowly walked into the room. She slowly turned around to look at every little citizen-doll. "Oh, you look lovely today." She picked up the Bubbles doll.
"P-p-please…let go of me!!" Bubbles squeaked. The figure smirked as she took out scissors and began cutting her up as she screamed. Boomer began to panic.
"NOOO!!!!!!" Boomer screamed. Butch wanted to shut his eyes. He wanted to blink his tears away, wake up from this nightmare.
"STOP!! STOP!!" He screeched as the screams grew louder and louder.
"Butch, open your eyes, Butch." He opened them to find himself turned into a baby now. There was some bright, blinding light in front of him. His brothers and the Powerpuff girls were babies too, only they were about a month old and the girls were about a week old and his younger sister, Black, was just a couple of days old. "You're wondering where you are now, huh, Butch? A dream, but listen to me because I am real…You are in danger. You must leave until it is time to show yourselves once again. Only you and your friends may be able to stop this apex of death and despair." He tried to ask what she means and who she was. "Call me 'E', okay? And I won't leave you any time soon."
"Why do you talk such nonsense?" That same ghastly voice that tortured and cut Bubbles. The angellic figure was grabbed by that villianess by the hair and pulled back. "They can never escape me until I get what I want! Never!" Then she cackled as the white walls were drenched in thick blood. Butch woke up panting. He was sweating hard and his mind was racing.
"Dude, what's up?" Boomer turned on his light from across the room. It was twelve at night. Brick groggily rubbed his eyes with one open. Blare yawned and scratched his neck while Black walked slowly into the room, clutching her tar-cat…Tar. "You were screaming."
"We have to leave Townsville."