POWERPUFF GIRLS STORY

Chapter 1:

Bell's POV

"MUAHAHAHAHAAAA!" A laugh came from the inside of me and my sisters' house. That must be Buttercup.

"AAAAAAH!" Yup. That Bubbles. BC must have scared her. I chuckled to myself as I walked up to the front door and let myself in. Suddenly, right before I stepped inside, a chill ran down my spine. I turned around to see if anyone was there, but the street was empty. Spooky.

"BELL! You're back! I got SO scared! I thought you had gotten abducted by evil pizzas!" Whaaaa? I shrugged off the ominous feeling as I was greeted by my sister, Bunny. As you can probably already tell, Bunny is kinda…out there. Half the time she's in her own little world, and the other half she makes absolutely NO sense whatsoever. But, that's Bunny for ya and we all love her to death because of it. Anyway, after I said hello to her and reassured her that I was unharmed, I made my way to the kitchen. There I found a sight for sore eyes. Blossom. She looked exhausted, battered, and bruised, but she was up and moving about. That alone banished the pit of unease that had settled in my stomach. She had taken the brunt of the pain in our last battle. It was a month ago, but it was against the PowerPunk Girls, so the effects were still lingering. She was gradually healing, though, and still was our strong and capable leader.

"Blossom. You're up." I said as I made my way over to the counter, where she was pouring herself a cup of coffee. She set the coffeepot down and turned to me, giving me a small smile.

"Yes." She said in a whispery voice. Berserk had done a lot of damage to her throat (choking her) so her voice wasn't quite back to normal. It made my heart ache with sorrow at her pain. When I get my hands on Berserk… "I was feeling much better after you left for your walk so I decided to get up." She explained, her voice coming out soft and weak. I enveloped her in a hug, just as Bunny walked in.

"Ooh, is it time for hugs already?! HEY BC! BUBBLES! GET DOWN HERE NOW!" Bunny yelled upstairs, right before wrapping her arms around Blossom and I. Two streaks, one blue and one green, zoomed into the kitchen, revealing our other sisters.

"What is it? What's wrong?" Buttercup asked. Bubbles' eyes scanned the room, looking for potential threats. I smiled at them as Bunny spoke up.

"Nothing's wrong, you guys." She giggled. "I just didn't want you to miss out on the group hug." Bubbles laughed and joined the hug, smiling at us. BC huffed and crossed her arms, but she softened when she saw Blossom in the middle of us.

"Hey there, Red. How ya feeling?" she questioned as she strolled over to us.

"I'm okay." Blossom replied in that breathy voice she was being forced to use. Buttercup's eyes shone with sympathy and a bit of anger as she slightly pouted and snaked her arms around the four of us, completing our hug. After a moment of silence, I voiced all of our thoughts.

"Don't worry, sis, you're gonna be just fine." Blossom smiled weakly at us as we broke apart.

"Thanks girls." She said softly. "I needed that." We all nodded and hugged her again before going our separate ways. Bunny out to the garden, BC and I to the living room, and Bubbles and Blossom upstairs to Blossom's room for a healing session.

Buttercup's POV

I sighed angrily as I plopped down on the couch. Bell grabbed the remote and flipped the TV on before turning to me.

"What's up sis?" she inquired. I inhaled slowly before replying.

"I feel terrible for Blossom." I admitted, and she nodded in agreement. "She's hurting so much right now and there isn't one FREAKING thing I can do for her." I looked at Bell, waiting for her response. She always gives good advice.

"That's not entirely true." I raised my eyebrow at her statement.

"Whaddaya mean?" I asked. She ran her fingers through her sleek white hair.

"Blossom needs us now more than ever. She needs us to be there for her, to help her along the way. Just because she's our leader doesn't mean that she doesn't need her sisters." I nodded slowly, letting the information sink in. Bell was right. As always. I snarled.

"I'm still gonna mop the floor with Berserk's oversized head, though." Bell smirked.

"Get in line."

"I'm still gonna mop the floor with Berserk's oversized head, though." Bell smirked.

"Get in line."

Bubbles POV

I followed Blossom Up to her room, keeping a watchful eye on my older sister. I was in a good mood after the group hug, but I didn't think I could say the same for my sister. She looked dreadful. I felt the rage at the injustice done to my beloved sister rise. 'Berserk is gonna be eating through a tube when I'm done with her.' But, those angry thoughts quickly vanished and were replaced with ones of concern when I saw Blossom stumble up the last stair.

"Oh no you don't." I said. I gently draped her arm around my shoulder and placed my hand on her waist, helping her down the hallway to her room. God, she's so light! I make a mental note to double the amount of food I put on her plate and the amount of effort I put into the healing sessions. She HAS to get better. She has to.

Blossom's POV

As Bubbles escorted me to my room, I felt all my energy drain. What's wrong with me? I should be better by now. I had a hunch on why it's taking so long, but I desperately wish I'm not right. It's just too scary. But if I AM right, I have to tell my sisters so we can perform the counter spell. Agh, there it is again. The searing waves of pain that sporadically render my body useless. I wince and clutch my side. Bubbles abandons her effort to help me to my room and simply flies me there instead. She guides me to my bed, where I collapse. She looks at me with sympathy, worry, and concern etched on her face.

"Oh Blossom. I'm so sorry…" she trails off and begins to cry. I look at her, tears streaming down her face, and shake my head vigorously. Big mistake. A new wave of unbearable pain washes over me. I grit my teeth and manage to gasp out,
"No! It wasn't your fault! If it was anyone's fault it would be mine! I wasn't prepared!" She looks up at me and slowly shakes her head.

"We should have been there with you! We should have known they would ambush you!" I feel awful about arguing with her, but she needs to know it wasn't her fault. I grasp her small hand in my own, forcing her to look at my face. The pain is making me dizzy and lightheaded, but I press on.

"Not..your..fault…don't beat..yourself..up..about it…" Bubbles still looks doubtful, so I renew my efforts, squeezing her hand gently and smiling weakly.

"Promise me…you won't…" my bubblegum pink eyes bore into her own baby blue ones and she finally nods.

"I promise." She says. I sigh happily, my mission completed.

"Good." She giggles and begins to work on my injuries, making me fall into a deep sleep.