Word from the Author
Before you get all settled down to read another fanfiction, let me flag you down an tell you a thing or two about it.
This originally was part of a chapter for a group of a Powerpuff add-a-story I wrote summer 2K. I really liked it, so I saved it and after half a year (yeah, bad writers block) it had turned into the fanfiction you see now.
Now, here's some information that you'll actually find useful. This is a rather dark Powerpuff story, full of violence and other things. Someone suggested saying that this is a "what if" scenario, or this takes place in an "alternate reality". Yet I disagree with labels like that which carry so much of a misunderstood meaning. So don't think of this as one of those fanfics that could never happen, too far fetched to be real, or one that the author adds a whole bunch of made up stuff to make the fanfic the way he/she wants. Rather, considered yourself warned that this fanfic is just different.
I'd also like to take this moment to thank peacemillion_x_100 for a bit of help on editing, and someone known as Ryan who led to the inspiration of the chapter that led to this fanfic.
Now, enough of the blabbing, get on with the reading! Pace yourself, this one's a lengthy little bugger.
"Lord" Andy
One Star in the Heavens
Part One
written by "Lord" Andy
The city of Townsville! And what a city it is, all its brilliance being displayed at night. There's just something special about seeing a city at night. For at night, all you can see are the remaining lights glittering in the vastness of a seemingly empty city. Although to some it displays a seen of beauty, it is nothing compared to the beauty above.
It was a clear Sunday night, so all the heavens were displayed in a glory that is usually only seen in the unlit countryside. An endless number of stars twinkled in the elysium of space, displaying the same light show that has been seen from the beginning of time.
Common and seen every night, yes. But one soul still sat up and gazed at them in wonder. There was none else watching them that night. After all, they would be out the next night. But she stared at them as if it was the first time her eyes had ever befallen this amazing spectacle. Some might question her antics of seeming pointless staring for almost hours, but she wouldn't care. She was looking at what she thought was beautiful, abut mainly something to calm her troubled heart down.
"I hate everybody!" Blossom said to herself. She was sitting on the roof of her house in her pajamas wrapped in a blanket, staring at the celestial body of space. Although she was usually the most confident and strongest in nature of the Powerpuffs, tonight she was depressed.
"It's all Blossom's fault!" She continued to herself. "It's always little goody-two-shoes's fault, she's such a wimp!"
She was referring to events that had occurred the following week. It had been a long hard one, and it wasn't Blossom's favorite either.
Her gaze returned to the stars above and smiled. Yes, she knew what they meant to her. A special something that probably nobody else experienced. She was one of a kind, (in more ways then one!). Suddenly, her mood changed to downhearted again.
Sometimes, what gives you comfort from a problem also reminds you of a completely different one.
She sighed, and snuck back into the house. Nobody knew she loved looking at the stars nearly every night, she didn't want anyone to ruin the experience for her. She had been going up and watching more frequently lately. A lot had been on her mind. Maybe tomorrow will be the start of a better week!
"Come on girls! We're going to be late for school!" Blossom shouted to her sisters as they slowly got ready for school the next Monday morning.
It was a beautiful Monday morning and the house was full of activity. Bubbles was still eating her breakfast, and Buttercup was just fooling around doing who knows what. Blossom was ready for school and didn't want to be late, but her sisters didn't want to be in as much of a hurry as she always was. She even got up last, being a little tired for watching the stars longer than she usually did.
"Geeze Blossom," Buttercup shouted as she turned on the TV and sat down on the couch. "You act like we're going to be late or somthin'!"
Rolling her eyes, Blossom tossed on her backpack and turned off the television. "Yes, as a matter of fact!" She said as Buttercup shouted while looked for the remote control. "We only have less then five minuets to get there!!"
"Bah, plenty of time." Buttercup said as she turned the TV back on with the remote. "And do you mind, your blocking the TV!"
Groaning, Blossom flew over to Bubbles and landed next to her chair. "Say, Bubbles, don't you think you should eat a little faster?"
Looking up from her cereal, she said, "I'm going as fast as I can, Blossom! Don't rush my breakfast!"
Blossom back away. "Sorry Bubbles. It's just that we have to get to school right now. We only have a few minuets left!"
"Blossom?" Professor Utonium shouted as he walked down the stairs. "What are you still doing here? You should be at school!"
Blossom quickly flew up him as he reached the bottom of the stairs. "Professor, I would leave for school, but I'm still waiting for Bubbles and Buttercup! They were eating breakfast slow, watching TV, goofing off, and other bad things!"
The Professor raised an eyebrow. "But Blossom ... you're the only one here!"
"What !?!" Blossom quickly gazed over the house. Her two sisters were gone. Their backpacks were missing, and all the dishes were put away. Blossom grumbled to herself under her breath. "They must have just left without me!!"
"Well, Blossom, you better hurry yourself! You're going to be late!" The Professor yelled as he held open the door.
Still grumbling, Blossom grabbed her backpack she had dropped and zipped off to school. She flew through the neighborhood as fast as she could without causing too much damage. She did, however, overturn several garbage cans, a few mail boxes, and one tree.
When Blossom finally landed in school, Miss Keane had just finished calling off role call. Every kid was their bright and early, except Blossom. "Well Blossom," she said, "it's nice you could join us today."
"But ..." Blossom started. She couldn't believe it, she had never been late before! And now she was, and it wasn't even by her choice!
Miss Keane glared at her. "No excuses young lady. Now, if I let you off this time, what dose that say to everyone else?"
Blossom looked sadly down to the floor as she seated herself in her desk, everyone staring at her. "I understand, Miss Keane."
Miss Keane smiled, then told her, "Don't worry Blossom. We'll just straighten all this out during recess." Then she turned serious. "But next time, leave with your sisters!"
Buttercup started giggling to herself. After all, this was all her idea, no surprise.
"Yes dear sisters!" Blossom whispered, anger in her voice. "Why didn't you wait for me?"
Buttercup stopped chuckled and answered, "Because we would have been late for school!"
Blossom clenched her teeth and closed her eyes. She didn't want to yell at them in school. It would have to wait. After taking a few deep breaths, she had quickly calmed down so she could pay attention to Miss Keane teaching about adding apples.
As Miss Keane taught and everyone listened, Blossom thought angrily about what Buttercup did when she noticed Bubbles. She was sitting their as she usual did, but much quieter than she usually was. She seemed to be bothered by something.
And she was right. Bubbles was feeling kind of guilty. Buttercup had thought up the little stunt they had just pulled up last night. Buttercup had been doing those quite regularly. It all started one night ...
"Hey Bubbles, want to do something fun?" Buttercup had asked her last week Sunday as they were getting ready for bed.
Bubbles shrugged. "I suppose so, what is it?"
Buttercup looked to make sure Blossom was still brushing her teeth. Then she returned to her conversation. "Well, I think that Blossom has been rather bossy lately. She's really getting on my nerves."
"Well, what do you want to do? Talk to her?" Asked Bubbles as she snuggled into bed.
Buttercup shook her head. "I was thinking of something better! Let's play a trick on her. Show her she's not as cool as she thinks."
Bubbles was confused. "What kind of a trick? Like pulling a rabbit out of at hat." She smiled. "I always liked that one, although it never seams to work for that silly moose."
"No! Not a magic trick!" Buttercup groaned. "I'm talking about something that will make her think twice about bossing us around again!"
Suddenly realizing where her sister was going, Bubbles pulled the covers higher over her face, as if to block out some evil force. "You mean some kind of a dirty trick?" She asked.
Buttercup smiled. "Don't think of it as a dirty trick, think of it ... as showing Blossom a mirror refection of herself."
Bubbles was confused. "I'm confused." She said.
Buttercup laid herself under the sheets and seeing that Blossom was busy washing her face, continued. "Well, I've heard that the best way to get someone to understand something is to show it to them. And if we want Blossom to know what we think of her, we have to show her."
Bubbles tried to add her two cents and said, "So we're going to videotape Blossom and show it to her?"
A groan came from Buttercup. "You just don't get this at all, do you sis?" She said, holding her forehead. "Look, it's very simple. We'll do harmless tricks to her and see what she dose."
"Won't that make her mad?" Bubbles said. She never liked to get anyone mad, especially Blossom. She looked up to her as, well, as an older sister!
Buttercup shrugged. "More than likely. But the point of it is that hopefully she'll she how winey, bossy, and how big of a tattle tale she is!"
As Bubbles snugged under the covers more, Buttercup heard Blossom slowly making her way towards the bedroom. "Say, Bubbles, don't worry about it. I'll give you more details in the morning. When this is all over, everything will turn out for the best. You'll see! We'll show Blossom's inside what her outside is like!"
And that's how it all started. Bubbles went along with Buttercups plans. They did several things the following week to "show Blossom a mirror refection of herself". And at first, it seemed to Bubbles that it could actually work.
The first thing they did the next day was do simple naughty things. All that day, Buttercup would pretend to do some little thing to annoy Bubbles, usually hitting her and not sharing anything. And every time, Bubbles would come running up to Blossom and complain. And after awhile, Blossom would tell the Professor. This happened several times all day, and eventually the Professor said,
"For heaven's sake, Blossom! It's not like your sisters are doing something that would qualify my attention all day long! I can only tell them to stop so many times, as you can tell me of it so much!"
That made Blossom rather embarrassed that the Professor had yelled at her for bothering him so much. She was just trying to stop others from doing she was told she couldn't do! Buttercup also rubbed it in by calling her a tattle tale, "... to let her know that she just has to let some things go!" Buttercup told Bubbles.
And it continued like this as the week continued. On that Tuesday, a monster attacked. Blossom lead the way as usual, but this time it was different with her sisters. They wouldn't follow her instructions and ended up beating the monster their own quick way. Both of them also took all the credit from Blossom, "... to show her that she isn't the perfect leader." Buttercup told Bubbles.
The next day, they were having a test a school. They switched it so Blossom got a different test then everyone else. Everyone did great, except Blossom. Buttercup proudly showed Blossom her perfect A plus, "... to show her that she doesn't know everything." Buttercup told Bubbles.
And thus Blossom's week of hell continued. Buttercup kept setting up stuff to be mean to Blossom, and would make it all legal to Bubbles by saying that it would show Blossom some aspect of herself that annoyed them. Assuming that it would work, Bubbles blindly followed her sister, with one prank after another. They even got some unknowing help from the other kids. They would make fun of Blossom because of all the bad stuff happening to her, as any kid would do. Blossom was sure to catch on, she was supposed to be the smart one. But by the end of the week, Buttercup's helpful attempts were become less and less believable to be helpful as seen by Bubbles.
That Sunday night Blossom was getting ready for bed slower than usual. That made Bubbles sad, she wanted some kind of a bedtime story. Sure, she didn't like the stories Blossom attempted to tell, but the fact that she took the time to try is what Bubbles loved about them. But lately, Blossom hadn't been doing much with them. She didn't even tuck Bubbles in as she used to do. Which brought her to her next point.
"Buttercup," She asked her sister who was already ready for bed. "What did today's objective for Blossom do for her today?"
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Well, every mean thing we normally do to Blossom is to help her out and she how mean she is to us. What was today's for?"
Buttercup chuckled to herself. "To help her? Bubbles, do you really find making Blossom late for supper by changing the clock in the room helpful?"
Bubbles sudently got upset. "You mean we did that for no reason except to be mean!?"
Seeing that her sister was angry with her, Buttercup tried to calm her down. "Now, don't worry Bubbles! I'm sure it did some good to her in some way."
She saw Bubbles relax a bit, but noticed that she still was looking rather angered. "I'm sure everything will be all right. We have to let Blossom know that she isn't the perfect Powerpuff Girl she thinks she is."
... "Bubbles, pay attention!" Blossom snapped, jerking Bubbles back from her flashbacks.
Bubbles shook her head. Blossom had never been that cross at her for daydreaming before. "I'm - I'm sorry Blossom. I was just thinking and..."
"Of what, another trick to pull on me?" Blossom said, rolling her eyes.
Then Miss Keane scolded Blossom for talking in class, which made her disappointedly sigh again. Bubbles hung her head in shame. Blossom had gotten into trouble because of her again! She looked around the room to see some of the other kids giggling that perfect little Blossom had gotten into trouble twice the same day. And when she saw Buttercup snickering, she decided to have a little chat with her during recess.
Later that day, all the kids ran outside for recess. It was a beautiful day, full of green grass, blue skies, puffy white clouds, and a bright happy sunshine. Oh joy! Everyone was enjoying this great term of free time, except Blossom. Miss Keane was talking to her about her recent strokes of misbehavior.
Buttercup was playing tag with several other children when Bubbles ran in and pulled her aside.
"Whadya do that for?" She asked her sister. "I was winning!"
"We need to talk!" Bubbles glared at her as they went behind a tree.
"About what?"
"About Blossom, that's what! I don't think you're trying to help her after all! You're just doing mean things to her for fun, and you tricked me into going along with you!"
Then Buttercup started looking a bit nervous. She hadn't expected Bubbles to be so worked up over this if she had ever caught on. She wasn't even to find out, it wasn't even anything harmful to Blossom anyway. "Come on Bubbles." she said, backing away from her hysterical sister. "It was just a few little jokes!"
"A few little jokes?!" Bubbles hollered so loud that a few kids running by turned and looked for a second before returning to play. "Have you seen Blossom lately? I've never seen her so depressed in her whole life! She doesn't talk to anyone anymore, and she doesn't even see to care about us anymore."
Then glaring at Buttercup in a scowl that turned her blood less warm. "I think you even went as far as to turn her against us!!"
"What?" Buttercup yelped in surprise. The thought had never occurred to her that harmless pranks could turn friends into enemies. But, no, it couldn't be! "I don't believe it! Blossom may be annoying and bossy at times, but she could never find it in her kind and loving heart to hate us!"
"I thought she was bossy, rude, and egotistic?" Bubbles asked all snotty like.
"Well .... I do think she is that way, but there is no way no how we can stir up evil is a person that is good!"
Before Bubbles could react to that statement, the recess belled toled, calling the end to their little break. All the kids left the sunshiny day to the classroom right away. But Bubbles and Buttercup took their time coming in.
As they walked inside they saw Blossom sitting in her desk. She sat their like normal, except she had a scowl on her face. What once was a warm face full of love and caring was now an angry and irate face. She obviously seemed upset over the little talk she had with the teacher. The two stood there, afraid to take their seats.
"Bubbles, Buttercup, please take your seats." Miss Keane said.
Both of them slowly sat down where they were instructed to. They casually glanced at Blossom and saw that her mood was unchanged. Bubbles frowned. She had been doing bad things to Blossom. She realized that now. Glancing over, she saw that even Buttercup looked sorry, or at least concerned. Eventually, Bubbles couldn't even pay attention in class until she did something first.
"Blossom ..." Bubbles whispered to her sister. Blossom turned to her, and which her cold icy stare almost made Bubbles shut up. But she continued, a tear starting to form in the corner of her eye. "I - I- I'm sorry ... sorry for everything ... and I ..."
Even though Bubbles stammered on what to exactly say, it seemed that Blossom was getting the idea. Her raging expression calmed down, and she even broke a half smile. Bubbles smiled. She knew Blossom had self control and grace. But before she could finish stammering off her sentence, Buttercup butted in.
"And I'm sorry that you're such a blabber mouth and got in trouble again!"
Bubbles gasped. Blossom closed her eyes and clenched her teeth harder than before. It seemed that she was holding back a force of pure anger inside her head.
But before she could calm down, Buttercup decided to keep teasing her because she hadn't argued with Blossom for a long time. She thought Bubbles was right, let's just end this now!
"What's the matter?" She said. "Is Blossom gonna cry? I guess she can see just what a baby she really is now!"
At that, the crayon inside Blossom's hand snapped under too much force. The echoing crack could be heard throughout the entire school room. And yet nobody heard it, because they were listening to the hotline which was ringing.
Without missing a beat, Blossom zipped over and answered it. But before she talked, she closed her eyes once again and took a deep breath. Seeing that it calmed her down, Blossom started talking in her normal voice, but with a slight hint of annoyance in it. "Yes Mayor, what can I do for you?"
"Hello Blossom!" The Mayor cheerfully answered. "Just thought you'd like to know that I've received word that a huge source of energy is being concentrated somewhere inside of Townsville."
Blossom's anger and frustrations of the past were forgotten. Apparently when danger calls, your own personal needs can wait. "What kind of energy?"
The Mayor shrugged (even though Blossom obviously couldn't see it!). "Oh, I don't know. The scientists that called me about it said that if it was unleashed it could level all of Townsville and more!"
"I understand Mayor, we'll check it out!" With that, Blossom hung up the phone and started flying off without telling her sisters anything.
"Wait for us!" Bubbles called, as she and Buttercup flew off through a different hole in the ceiling.
The three girls flew throughout Townsville towards yet another evil that was threatening the peace of their city. Bubbles and Buttercup had finally caught up to Blossom when she stopped flying and hovering in the air.
"What's the matter Blossom?" Asked Buttercup.
"Oh, NOW you need my help I see!" Blossom said so sarcastically it made Buttercup back off a little bit. Then Blossom when back to listening. After a moment of scilence, she said, "I hear it! A huge amount of electricity being used."
With that she flew off without warning again, leaving her two sisters to catch up once more. Bubbles and Buttercup looked at each other. Buttercup looked annoyed, but Bubbles seemed confused.
They flew for a few seconds till they had caught up to Blossom again. But no sooner than they had caught up to her again, she quickly stopped in mid air again.
Buttercup started to angerly growl, then shouted, "Now what is it, Blossom?" At first, she though that Blossom was trying to get back at her for all the stuff she had been doing lately. If she was, she was doing a bad job.
But then she noticed where they were, over Mojo-Jojo's secret hideout. Sure enough, they could hear huge amounts of energy being built up inside Mojo's place. Not only that, but there was an extremely bright flickering light coming from the windows. The pulsating efficacy of the power going on inside was large enough for anyone nearby to take notice of. Which was probably why the park was empty today.
Buttercup looked at Blossom to wait for instructions as usual. But no answer came. Instead, Blossom charged Mojo's whereabouts without instructing her sisters again.
"What's with Blossom?" Buttercup asked her sister, starting to get as worried as she was.
Bubbles crossed her arms. "I don't know. Maybe all the stuff you've done to her has finally rubbed in."
Buttercup thought about this for a second, the Powerpuff Girls without Blossom. "Well, come on, we have to help her defeat Mojo!" She quickly said. Their group without leadership was something she didn't want to talk about.
"What's the matter?" Bubbles asked, as they started flying towards the observatory. "I thought you didn't like Blossom's leadership?"
"I don't!" Buttercup quickly answered. Then after some thought, she added, "It's just we need some, no matter what kind it is."
Before they could talk about it anymore, they had burst through Mojo's roof, ready for battle. They quickly took their sides by their leader, who was standing there as if she was waiting for something.
Looking up, Bubbles and Buttercup gasped in shock. In the middle of Mojo's home was a huge machine. On one hand, it looked like a fat radio tower, but the bottom was a huge cylinder. But some of it looked like a generator, but much larger and louder than any of them had ever seen before. Electricity pulsated across the whole thing, making huge lightning bolts that surged throughout the whole lab. Pressing buttons next to the devise wearing protective eyewear was none other than that evil villain Mojo-Jojo.
"All right Mojo!" Blossom shouted angerly when they had all arrived. "What evil are you up to today?"
Mojo looked up from his work in shock. "Powerpuff Girls! What are you doing here?"
Blossom shook her head in disgust. "Mojo, you're working with such a massive amount of positron energy, what did you expect?"
Thinking about this and looking at his machine flowing with power, he slapped his forehead. "Oh .... what was I thinking! In order to generate an amount of power great enough for my secret needs, I forget that everybody is obviously going to be suspicious! And people get suspicious, my needs may soon not be secrets no more!"
"So, what diabolical evil, or, secret needs are you working on this time?" Blossom questioned him.
Meanwhile, Buttercup winked at Bubbles who smiled. It looked like Blossom would always be her good old self in the face of evil!
Mojo crossed his arms and gruffed. "Why should I tell you! A villain should never tell a hero about his plans until it's too late!"
Blossom and Buttercup both groaned. Of course, this only made Buttercup feel better about Blossom's situation.
"But since you're here, I guess I might as well give you a foreshadowing of my greatest evil to ever be thought of!!" Mojo hollered.
"Mojo, you think all of your inventions are the greatest." Blossom said.
"No no no! This one is the plan of all plans, I swear it!" Pleaded Mojo, hand over his heart. "My greatest plan that will forever make me as the most powerfulest person to ever exist for eons to come!" Then he started laughing insanely. And since a huge tower contraption with millions of billions of volts of power brightly cruising over it was right behind him, it was a pretty convincing picture!
"All right, let's kick this monkey's butt!" Blossom shouted, obviously believing what he had just said. Then all three girls lunged at the naughty villain.
A few minuets later, the girls stopped kicking Mojo's butt.
"Okay, I think he's had enough!" Blossom said, smiling. Her other two sisters where smiling too, but for different reasons.
"Looks like it took an evil plan to bring the best out of Blossom!" Buttercup whispered to Bubbles who giggled.
"Oooooooh ...." Mojo said in pain. "I bet I won't be able to sit for a week."
Looking at her two sisters, Blossom told them to get back to school. "I'll take care of Mojo." She said.
Buttercup shrugged. "Yah, whatever!" Then she and Bubbles flew back to school.
Blossom watched them dash away, frowning. When they had left, Blossom turned to Mojo-Jojo.
"Well, I guess it's off to jail for me as usual." He said sarcastically.
Blossom smiled. But this one was different than her regular smiles. This one was, well, evil. "Not right away this time, Mojo!" She chuckled.
Suddenly, she flew over and picked him up in mid air. As Mojo cried in surprise, Blossom smashed him up against the wall so hard that the place seemed to shake.
"What are you doing!?!" Mojo hollered in shock and pain.
Instead of answering, Blossom tossed the chimp across the lab, letting him crash into the wall on the other side with an even greater force.
As Mojo slowly stood up, holding his dizzy head, Blossom knocked him down with a kick. "Now listen and listen good Mojo!" Blossom demanded the injured monkey. "I have a few questions to ask you, and you better answer them!!"
The rest of the day was just like a regular day. And what I mean by that, is a normal day for an average person. You know, no crime fighting. Just doing what you normally do when there is nothing special to do. Anyway, the rest of the girls day was calm with no problems what-so-ever.
Buttercup was in a better mood than she was in before. At first, she was afraid that Blossom was so mad at them, that it seemed that she didn't want to lead them anymore. But since their capture of Mojo, Blossom was acting just like she always dose; bright, cheerful, and always helpful. But most importantly, Buttercup finally felt that Blossom had learned something from all of this.
Bubbles was is a better mood than she usually ever is. And the reasoning for that is because Blossom had seemed so depressed the past week, it was as if all of Bubbles's joy was being held down. And now that Blossom seams to have gotten over her little stage, all that happiness had been released.
After school, Bubbles and Buttercup talked about it. "I told you, all Blossom needed was a little leadership to perk herself back up!" Buttercup said.
"Well, I don't care what happened." Said Bubbles as they started flying for home. Blossom had told them to leave for home, because she was staying after school for a while to help Miss Kean with some things. "I'm just glad that Blossom is her good old self again!"
"Yah ..." Buttercup slowly mumbled. "I wonder if we did any long lasting effects on her?"
Bubbles giggled. "Now, even though you were unnecessarily hard on Blossom for the past week, I don't think even that could send her over the edge!"
Buttercup sighed a sigh of relief. "That's what I was hoping you would say!"
That night, the girls did everything they usually did. They played games, ate supper, watched tv, then went to bed. They decided to all get a nice long rest from a great day and hopefully an even better one tomorrow.
But alas, that sleep would be short lived. For not to much of a while later, the Mayor called on the hotline. The girls quickly flew off to the museum which was being robbed by a group of organized ninjas. They weren't hard to beat, but since they were in such great number, it took them well over an hour to round them all up. A basic fight they do all the times. But people tend to forget that every crime is important, no matter how often or what happens.
By the time they got back home, they all looked dead tired. Which was perfect, because that's how they all felt. All three plopped back down to bed, hoping that no more crime would bother their sleep. Soon everyone was back to slumberland in the Utonium household, with the assurance that everything was back to normal.
But, later some time past midnight, someone was still up. Blossom was hovering around the room thinking to herself. It was too cold to go outside and see the stars tonight. Besides, it was rather cloudy out. But if there was ever a night that Blossom wanted to see the heavenly stars to calm her troubled heart, this was the night.
Even though she was tired, she couldn't sleep. There was a lot on her mind, although she normally didn't show it. In actuality, she was still thinking about what had been complicated by events that happened tonight, and other events that had been haunting her whole life.
As she thought about lots of stuff that were bothering her, Bubbles started to quietly moan in her sleep. Blossom looked at her sister. She smiled. Bubbles had an innocent spirit and a pure heart. That's what she liked about her.
Blossom slowly and stealthily sat down on the bed next to Bubbles without waking her. Then she comforted the stirring Bubbles who seemed to be having a bad dream or something. Eventually, she calmed down and snuggled back into her fortress of stuffed animals.
No sooner had Blossom gotten her to calm down, the hotline blared out, breaking the silence of the night. As Bubbles moaned in her sleep. Buttercup jumped to attention.
Determined to answer the phone and not let Buttercup know that she had been up, Blossom zipped over to the phone.
"Yes Mayor?" She asked into the phone. She listened for a minuet and sighed. "Yes Mayor, we'll see what we can do." Then she hung up the phone.
"What is it?" Buttercup asked.
"Some kind of a monster is attacking Townsville." She said.
Buttercup looked at Bubbles who was still sleeping. "You want me to wake the cry baby?"
Blossom bit her lip in thought. After a long and thoughtful delay, she eventually blurted out, "No! Let her get some sleep!"
Buttercup nodded as she tossed on her cloths. "Okay, let's get going!"
As Buttercup quickly left the room, Blossom took one last look at Bubbles with a hurt look from the bottom of her soul on her face before joining her sister.
The next day, Bubbles woke up later then usual. She was lucky that there was no school today. They had to install a new air conditioner throughout the building, and it was a huge all day project. Besides, they figured why not repair the roof while they were at it? But she didn't mind at all. She needed a good night sleep. Seeing that Blossom and Buttercup were already up and gone, she got dressed and headed downstairs.
"Well it's about time!" The Professor said as he enjoyed a jolly good morning cup of coffee. "I was wondering if any one you girls would get up this morning."
"Professor, have you seen Blossom or Buttercup?" Bubbles asked.
"Why no." The Professor replied, looking a bit surprised. "I thought they were both still asleep."
Bubbles shook her head no as she poured herself a bowl of Ponypuff Puffs cereal for breakfast. "They weren't there when I checked as I got up."
The Professor scratched his chin. "Well that's just not like them!" He said to himself. After some thought he continued. "Bubbles, after you finish your breakfast, see if you can find your sisters."
"OK Professor!" Bubbles chirped. After eating a bitefull of cereal, she asked. "What are you going to be doing?"
The Professor laughed. "Oh, I'll just be doing what I always do. Working in my lab on nothing important until plot complications."
Bubbles shrugged, and when back to finishing her breakfast.
"Hello Bubbles, how are you today?" Everyone asked Bubbles when she arrived at the park. It was another glorious beautiful day, and everyone was coming to the park to have a good time. Oh joy! Of course, any day without school is a beautiful day, at least for a kid. And since there was no huge scarry things coming from Mojo's place, unlike yesterday, the park was full of people. A bunch of her classmates were getting ready for a baseball game. Bubbles would love to take a break, but she had to look for her sisters.
"I'm fine." She answered. "I had a great night sleep, a great breakfast, and hopefully the Mayor won't call for anything today."
"Say, where's Buttercup?" One boy said as they all choose sides for a baseball game. "She was going to be on our team today."
"You mean you haven't seen her?" Bubbles asked sadly. She was hopping they'd be in the first place she'd look instead of the last (of course, then it would be the last, but we won't get into that!).
"Nope." Another person said. "You're the first Powerpuff we've seen today."
"You wouldn't happen to know where either of my sisters are?"
The baseball game was about to get started, but now everyone was wondering where Blossom and Buttercup could be. "Why don't you ask Mojo-Jojo?" One girl said. "He's just right over there."
"Oh, I might as well." Bubbles said, and flew off to Mojo's observatory on top of the inactive volcano. Without her sisters, however, Bubbles was a bit nervous going to talk to one of her most biggest villains. Yet, she knocked on the door timidly, and waited for the monkey to answer.
Inside, she could hear someone mumbling to himself. "It's always the same thing, someone always wants you as soon as you get in the shower! Who in the world would want to bother me now anyway? I hope it's not another baseball!" Just then the door opened. Mojo was standing there in his bathrobe and towel over his brain, all wet and cranky. "Oh, Powerpuff Bubbles, it's you! What do you want? Where are your sisters?"
"You mean you don't know?" She asked.
"Of course not! The last time I saw you girls is when you kicked my butt and sent me to jail yesterday."
"Then what are you doing out of jail?" Asked Bubbles.
"That's none of your business!!" Mojo shouted at the top of his lungs.
Bubbles sat there for a moment till she regained herself. "Uh, so .... you haven't seen them since?"
"No I have not seen them since. Why do you ask?"
Bubbles started backing away from the door. "Oh ... no reason. Well, thank you for your time Mr. Mojo." With that she flew off to look for her sisters somewhere else.
Mojo snorted and slammed his door. But then instead of going back to his shower he just sat their thinking . "Hmmm, how can Bubbles not disappear, but her other sisters do? Something's not right ..."
The Mayor was sound asleep on his desk in his office. He had a long day so far. He had rearranged his paperclips, drew some more pictures of himself, tried to swat a fly bugging him all morning, spun around in circles in his chair, and attempted to win against himself in tic-tac-toe. Yes, it's hard being the Mayor of Townsville. Suddenly, Bubbles burst in through the roof.
"Awk! What? Help I'm under attack!" He screamed from his chair, waking up. "Oh, Bubbles it's you! What brings you to my humble office? Would you like some milk and cookies?"
"No thank you Mayor." Bubbles answered. "Have you seen Blossom or Buttercup lately?"
"Oh no no no!" He said, while eating some of the cookies. "I haven't seen them since last night. They're probably asleep at home or out having fun in this grand old day."
"No they're not at home at all, and I couldn't find them playing anywhere. " She said, flying up to the Mayor's chair.
"Oh, well, are they at the park?" He asked.
"No, I already looked their." She replied.
"Did you look at school?"
"The school is closed today."
"How about out fighting crime?"
"Is there any crime?"
"Well how should I know?"
"Because you're the one who calls us all the time!" Bubbles was starting to get impatient. "What did you call them for last night?"
The mayor thought for a second and had the answer. "Miss Bellum, where did I send the girls last night?"
"Well Mayor," she slowly answered, "all that happened last night was that huge ninja museum robbing."
"Oh my oh my oh my!" The Mayor exclaimed. "You girls sure had a busy night last night!" Suddenly, something important dawned on him. "Hey? Where are Blossom and Buttercup?"
"That's what I've been trying to tell you!" Bubbles exclaimed, waving her arms wildly. "They're missing!"
At the sound of missing, the Mayor jumped out of his chair. "Missing! Oh No! Well there's only one thing to do!" And with that, he ran to their hotline and picked it up.
Bubbles floated in air as the Mayor called their home in vain. "What are you doing, Mayor?"
"I'm calling the Powerpuffs so they can look for Blossom and Buttercup. Why won't anyone answer!"
"Because they're missing!" Bubbles yelled at him.
"Well, at least Bubbles should be there to answer it!"
"But Mayor," said Sarah Bellum, trying to make the Mayor understand, "Bubbles isn't home either!"
"Oh No!" His hat flew off his head higher than it usually floated as he shouted. "Now Bubbles is missing too!"
"I'm right here, Mayor!" She cried.
The mayor did a double take then gave Bubbles a big hug. "Oh Bubbles, I have found you! Thank goodness you're safe!"
Bubbles flew out of his arms screaming. "Why are you calling the Powerpuffs to find the Powerpuffs?" Asked Miss Bellum.
"Well who else am I going to call?" Asked the Mayor.
"The police." Bubbles replied.
"Oh, they're only their to tell me when to call you three."
"What about the S.W.A.T. team?"
"Oh, I only call them when I want to arrest you girls."
Bubbles slapped herself on her head in disgust. "So you have no idea where they are at all?"
"No Bubbles, I'm afraid not." Miss Bellum answered instead, thankfully.
Bubbles nodded. "All right, I'll just look somewhere else." Then she flew off to search everywhere else.
A few hours later, it was getting to be lunch time, and Bubbles was having no luck. She had been all over Townsville and not a puff nor power was seen of her sisters. By now, she was starting to get worried.
"Oh dear, where could they be?" She wined out loud to herself.
As she flew through the downtown area for the tenth time, she got an idea. "Maybe I'll check beyond the city limits." Because she couldn't think of anything better to do, she flew off.
"I'll look in the forest first." She thought. Soon, she was zipping about the forested area located on one side of the great city. She saw nothing interesting or unusual at first. About half an hour later she almost felt like giving up in the woods as well, when she noticed something odd.
"Hey, what happened here?" She continued saying out loud. A bunch of the nearby trees had been knocked over in what appeared to be a huge struggle. Upon further into the woods and investigation, she saw that a great abundance of trees had been violently overturned. Many of them looked as if they had been burnt down.
To get a better look at what had all happened, Bubbles flew up even higher to get a wider view. What she saw made her gasp. A huge area of the forest had been destroyed. There was lots of smoldering fires and wreck everywhere.
As Bubbles surveyed the scene, she saw something that made her blood run cold and tear ducts swell up. "Buttercup!!!" She sobbed, and flew down into the woodlands below.
Down on the forest floor, in a huge pile of broken debree laid her sister, barely conscience. Bubbles dashed over to her, tears pouring from her eyes. Buttercup looked really beaten up, down, and all the other directions. Her dress was torn up and splattered with blood, matching the ground that had the crimson red covering. Whether it was hers or not, it did not matter.
"Buttercup, Buttercup!" Bubbles cried, trying to help her injured sister. 'What happened?"
Buttercup slowly opened one of her eyes. "B ... B ... Bubbles ..."
Bubbles tried to smile. At least she knew now that Buttercup was still alive. "Oh Buttercup, what happened?"
Buttercup was in a daze and hardly remaining conscience. "R ... robots .... people .... attack ... arm .... Blossom ...."
"Yes, Blossom, where is Blossom?" Bubbles weeped.
"C .... c .... cyborgs .... got ...." Before she could finish, she passed out from the heavy injuries she had received.
"Buttercup!" Bubbles cried. Before she could do anything else, she heard something.
As she looked up, a laser looked down at her. Bubbles gasped at the sight of some strange person. At least, some of it was a person. Its left half from shoulder to waist was robotic parts, including his eye and leg. The rest of him had metallic parts attached, and wires connecting areas together.
"What, what are you!" Bubbles asked in fear to the cyborg like thing that stood above her.
But it didn't answer. Instead, it aimed it's robotic arm at her as it glowed with pulsating energies. It was obviously a weapon, and it looked like it would hurt. How, I don't know, it just looked and sounded like it had a lot of power behind it.
"Surrender now!" The cyborg said in a matalic voice. "Insubordination will not be indulged!"
Suddenly, Bubbles turned angry. "So, you're the one who beat up my sisters!?" She shouted, preparing for battle.
The cyborg didn't answer, but instead said, "Surrender now! Hindrance will not be sanctioned!"
"Well, here's what I think of your ordering!" Bubbles screamed, and punched the machine/person. Right after she did that, she grabbed her fist. This thing was harder than it looked.
And also stronger. For even after he flew back a great distance, even through a tree or two, he wasn't phased. Instead, he slowly got back up without a single permanent scratch on him.
"This is your last warning!" It demanded in the same chilling cheep computer voice. "Surrender now! Insurgency will not be permitted!"
"Oh, oh yah!" Bubbles shouted, then unleashed her eye lasers on the machine man. It hit him dead on in the chest. The cyborg fell back, crashing to the ground. But surprisingly, the cyborg still looked active and uninjured.
"No, it can't be!" Bubbles moaned, as the cyborg got up yet again, her super powers unaffecting it. It looked at her then raised his left robotic arm. Then BAM! A beam shot out of the hand. Bubbles barely had enough time to move out of the way as the powerful blue beam sliced through the air.
"You're gonna have to better than that metal man!" She shouted.
Suddenly, she heard a rustling in the woods around her. Bubbles slowly turned around and gasped in pure horror. Dozens of cyborgs built just like the first one unveiled themselves from the woods. Each one seemed to be constructed off some person, all mixed up with mechanical properties.
Realizing now what happened to her sisters, Bubbles closed her eyes. She expected to be blasted to smithereens instantly as all of the cyborgs powered up their lasers simultaneously. She could hear the energy being powered up at an incredible rate that was about to seal her fate.
In the mere second the lasers had charged up their blasts, they were suddenly deactivated. Hearing the dieing hum of this relieving sound, Bubbles slowly opened her eyes to see what had happened.
All of the cyborgs had a blinking red light going off next to the circular eye piece each one of them had. It was as if they were receiving new instructions. Just then, one of the cyborgs approached her.
"Come blue one, the master demands that you make it's presents." It said to her in a different kind of metallic voice than the first one. It was more apparent then that each cyborg was once an individual person if each one seemed to have a different voice.
Bubbles smiled innocently. "Sure, what kind of presents dose he like? Birthday or Christmas?"
Then sound of the lasers recharging made Bubbles stop laughing to herself. "Alright, I'll go. You guys just don't have a sense of humor."
Just as she was leaving with the cyborgs, she remembered something of great importance. "Wait, we just can't leave Buttercup!" She shouted, and started turning around.
She was slightly jabbed in the stomach and ordered to continue.
"There is no way I am going to leave my sister out here to die all alone! By the way, what did you do with Blossom? What do you want anyway?"
Bubbles questions came to a dead halt when she was hit in the back with one of the lasers. Pain shout throughout her body and came out of her as tears and cries of pain. To put it simply, it was the most painful thing Bubbles had ever experienced in her whole life (for the moment anyway).
As she tried unsuccessfully to hid her pain, all the cyborgs turned and said to the one that had shot her, "The master has commanded that she be brought on without force!"
The lone machine stood their silently as from somewhere its self destruct sequence was activated. In a few seconds, he combusted, leaving only a pile of destroyed machines and gore.
Bubbles followed the other cyborgs, saying nothing, but sniffling as the pain slowly went away. They left the injured Buttercup behind to face the wrath of fate.
A while later, they had reached their destination. Even when they were a great distance away, Bubbles was shocked by the sight. Hidden deep inside these woods was a fortress. It was a dark looking structure which best resembled a castle built with today's technology. Sitting next to the giant building was a huge tower that was generating tons of electricity.
Bubbles didn't recognize it at first because it had less power surging over it, but it was Mojo's invention he was working on. She almost make the mistake of stating its existence and asking out loud what it was doing here, but the burnt marks on her back and tear in her dress from the laser made her think twice.
As they were walking up to the structure and entering it through a long walkway entrance, Bubbles saw it more closely resembled some high tech factory. She didn't have to ask anyone without figuring it our herself. Someone stole Mojo's invention and used it to power his factory that makes cyborgs. Blossom and Buttercup were called by the Mayor, investigated, and were nearly destroyed.
Inside, there was even more of the cyborgs, each one at some task. Bubbles and her escorts walked through hallways through the dimly lit fortress, sounds of heavy machinery echoing somewhere from deep inside. Wires and gadgets hung throughout the entire building, almost as if the places was built with no thought for covering up any of the machinery used.
Eventually, they took an platform elevator up to the top floor. After a few seconds, their destination was reached as the platform rose through the floor in the upper floor. But unlike everything below, this area looked decent and clean. It was also full of computers, monitors, and more heavily armed cyborgs. It also appeared to be the only area in the whole place that was full of windows, filling the large room with natural light.
And smack dab (whatever a dab is) in the middle was a huge chair with its back turned to them. As Bubbles stared at it all in awe, one of the cyborgs stepped foreword to the dais.
"Master, the one you have requested personally is here."
Bubbles frowned. "So, you're the evil bad person behind all of this!" Gathering up all her anger, she shouted "Well, don't you dare think you'll get away with what you've done to my sisters!"
The figure behind the chair chuckled evilly. But unlike the cyborgs, this person didn't have a metallic sounding voice. Bubbles couldn't see who was in the chair, try as she might. All she saw was a single robotic arm resting on the left side of the chair's armrest. So assuming the person was sitting foreword, it was the left arm (in case you were wondering).
"You should be grateful! I have spared your life, unlike your ...." The figure chuckled again.
This only made Bubbles madder. Growling, she yelled, "Turn around mister, and face me! I have a lot of questions to be answered."
At that comment, the cyborg controller only laughed out loud in an evilly familiar voice. "I'm afraid only doing so will make more questions for you dear Bubbles!"
And with that, the chair quickly spun around, revealing the evil inside of it. Bubbles gasped, her very heart being torn from the core of her being. Such a shock could be developed in no other way, then the fact of Bubbles seeing the new villain.
It was Blossom.
End of Part One