Chapter 1: Prank Call

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from The Powerpuff Girls!

Note: Hey y'all, new story. I've been working on this chapter alone for about 2-3 weeks, and spent like another week editing it to serious perfection. I hope you like it, I'm designing this story to mess up with time periods but just so you know, think of this part of the story happening in current time, which is 2015. Hope you like it!

It actually happened. She couldn't believe it. Their life long enemy has finally achieved his dream goal; to take over the world into his evil clutches introducing a whole new level of danger, fear, sorrow and hopelessness to the many innocent people who deserved anything but those. Blossom and her younger sisters have been living on a large, cold asteroid for heavens know how long because of the fact they were actually forced to get out of earth. Once they were through the atmosphere, a massive form of red liquid blanketed the earth from them - that liquid being none other than the only thing they weren't immune against which was Antidote X. The three of them have been surrounded by nothing but the dark emptiness of what lies beyond the world they once lived in.

Sometimes, a bright shooting star came passing by. Blossom would always watch it fly through with such energy, Bubbles didn't miss a single one and made wishes, while Buttercup just snorted sarcastically at her younger sister, not giving a damn about what shooting stars meant anymore. In earth time, the eldest Puff was sure that it's been over three months; since she lost count a few weeks ago. The redhead leader hated to receive a sneer of his victory especially from him, but knew that she had to accept it and move on. Buttercup on the other hand, didn't and still isn't taking it too well. She was obviously known to be the last person in the universe to ever wave a white flag – weakness, demolition, and vulnerability was one of the many signs Buttercup would immediately refuse to let anyone label her as. Poor Blossom and Bubbles couldn't go twenty four hours without their middle sister complaining and grumbling to herself. Speaking of the blonde Puff, her usual cheery and bubbly self has been replaced by tears, dullness, and misery ever since. Sure, she felt pretty angry with the defeat, but no matter how hard she tried to replace her display of sorrow with rage, it just made her look absolutely helpless. Due to the distance in her and Buttercup's conditions, they often got in fights which always resulted in Buttercup screaming at Bubbles.

"Stop crying like a pathetic little dog!"

"I am not a dog!" Blossom sighed frustratedly and shook her head at the sight of the younger Puffs who were once again entering a battle of quarrelling.

"Well, you sure act like one," Buttercup muttered, crossing her arms loosely.

"Buttercup, why do you have to be so rude towards Bubbles?" Pink eyes landed on the blue Puff, offering an endless expression of concern. Blossom was no longer the bossy leader that Buttercup saw her as; instead, she recently became more quiet and motherly towards her and Bubbles. The green Puff was secretly thankful for it, since it gave her less reasons to complain about.

She squeezed her eyes shut, gripping her hair angrily before taking a deep breath, "I… Ugh, I'm sorry, Bubbles… For calling you a dog. It's just that stupi-"

Bubbles cut her off, "It's fine, but please don't take your anger out on me anymore, you're not the only one who's been angry about this whole thing," She pleaded.

Buttercup sighed softly and walked over to Bubbles, wrapping her arms around the blonde's shoulders into a hug. Bubbles didn't hesitate to hug back, giving a small smile as a tear ran down her cheek.

"You see, girls, not fighting for once is actually going to help improve things," Blossom didn't have to force a smile, as she joined her sisters in the hug. Each one of them felt a warm feeling arise inside of their hearts, since they haven't spent a peaceful time alone like this in quite a while.

"Hey, you know what's kind of weird?" Bubbles whispered, breaking the silence.

"What?" Her older sisters replied in unison.

The blonde frowned, "Ever since we left earth, I haven't heard any cries for help or anything,"

"Now that you mention it, I noticed too," Buttercup's eyebrows drew together slightly.

Blossom tilted her head to the side a bit, "At least we know that we won't have to go back any time soon," Buttercup and Bubbles grinned and nodded, all of them completely oblivious of what was next to come.

A smug grin formed on his face, taking pleasure in the view that he continued to stare down at. With the citizens of Townsville brainwashed with the fact that the Powerpuff Girls were deceased, they gave up their cries for help over two months ago. All they could do was remain silent, waiting for their deaths to strike upon them. It was almost like they were in vegetable mode. He was not completely satisfied though; because he knew that the Powerpuff Girls were still alive and breathing somewhere far away. Nobody knew but him, but that didn't bother him too much. Ever since the girls left, it seemed that the sun didn't bother making an appearance. How can you take over the world if not everything will listen to you? That was his ultimate goal – to control all around that surrounded him; from people, to animals, to plants, to every damn thing that existed. Thought it seemed absolutely impossible, he would make it happen no matter the reason. The power he felt when he threw the girls out was extremely incredible – nobody dared stop him or step up to him. Even the villains were at his service whenever he would call for them. His original plan was to have the world obey all his orders, but that was soon going to be thrown away because once again, not everything was going to listen to him. Who needed to rule a world where not everything took orders? Destruction of the world was after world domination – being the very next thing on his list.

As always, the city of Townsville was grey and cloudy, except rain wasn't jetting down on everyone. People were working around the massive palace all day, obviously tired. The funny thing was that everybody was wearing identical looking hats. Tall, white with purple curved lines, along with a big, silver crown-like rims on the bottom. Of course, the ruler was none other than Mojo Jojo himself. He paced around, thinking about what his next plans for this world would be. Mojo was distracted shortly, after a few of his most loyal minions came rushing to his presence.

"Mojo, sir!" Hacha Chacha sang.

"What do you want, my servants?" He questioned sternly.

"It seems that many of the humans are… Uhh…" Hota Wata mumbled, with a look of hard concentration on his face.

"Dying. Many are weak and are dying, sir," Rocko Socko continued, glaring at Hota Wata.

"So? I do not care!" He yelled.

"But Mojo, if they all die then who is going to do your dirty work?" The large gorilla asked, crossing his arms.

"Yeah, what if they die?" Hacha Chacha giggled, stupidly.

"I wouldn't want to do their job!" Hota Wata whined. Mojo held a hand up to silence them. When the three apes were silenced, Mojo thought for a moment, shutting his eyes.

"I have a plan for this planet, so do not worry. Everything will be fine so get out and go do whatever you usually do. Now!" Rocko Socko, Hota Wata, and Hacha Chacha all scurried out of his massive office, not wanting to get on their master's last nerve. Mojo secretly thought of his ape servants pretty lowly, because he knew they were just brutal creatures with only a millimetre of Chemical X running in their systems. What he needed was – no. Who he needed was someone who was very much full of the astonishing ingredient. At first, the only ones who he knew lived on Chemical X were the Powerpuff Girls, until his eyes spotted a hotline very similar to the Powerpuff Hotline. Except this one was blue with red eyes.

"Alright Mojo, since you are practically the ruler of this darn place, you can have this," Brick handed the short ape a simple looking telephone.

"You can use it whenever you want to reach us," Boomer smiled in a halfhearted manner.

"Just don't call us for a stupid reason. Emergencies only; you got that, Mojo?" Butch scowled.

"Yes, yes, whatever. Now get out of here, boys!" The Rowdyruff Boys darted off through the window, as Mojo set the phone on his desk. An evil smile reached the corner of his mouth, knowing that he had control over those incredibly powerful boys.

Mojo walked over to his desk, reaching for the hotline. He pressed the dial button as it immediately began to ring once, twice, three times, before someone answered with a click.

"Hello?" It was Boomer who had answered the call.

"Hello, my son. It's Mojo,"

There was a short pause, before the blonde answered, "Oh, hey. Whats up?"

"I need you and your brothers here, now!"

"Uh, okay. Bye!" He hung up, while Mojo took a seat on his big computer chair and began to spin around on it in complete boredom, waiting for the Rowdyruff Boys to come crashing through another window. As he waited, he stared out of the large frames behind his desk. Nothing new was happening. Cloudy mornings, people working, cloudy afternoons, servants annoying him with questions, cloudy evenings, and finally sleeping without getting tasks done the whole day. He often wondered why he hasn't started to destroy the planet yet. Before he could sit back down, the doors swung open, making Mojo nearly jump out of his skin. That alone, earned a few snickers from the boys. He shook his head in disapproval, as the boys ended their share of laughter.

"What do you want?" Brick started. They floated over to his desk, sitting on the three chairs that remained there. Mojo turned to the boys, looking them each in the eye carefully. The red eyes showed calmness, the green ones displayed annoyance, while the blue ones flashed with curiosity. Three very different emotions being played, but sit here waiting to hear the same task they would all prompt.

"I need you three to capture the Powerpuff Girls and get rid of them once and for all," Mojo glowered.

Butch's eyes widened in confusion, "What the hell are you talking about? I thought they already were dead!"

"Yeah! And besides, how are we going to find them? No ones ever heard from them in months," Boomer declared.

Brick sighed heavily, "Only the stupid people assumed that they were dead. If you think about it, there was really no evidence of them being either alive or dead, so nobody really knows," The boys shook their heads at each other disappointedly.

"I do," Three different eyes flickered at Mojo's, questioningly.

"Alright, so how do you think we could find those girls?" The redhead leader inquired.

An evil simper made its way onto Mojo's face, "I was thinking of creating fake voice recordings of the top three important people to the girls: their beloved Professor, the Mayor, and their most loved childhood teacher, Ms. Keane!"

Boomer rolled his eyes, "And how are we going to make any progress with that?"

"Well you see, my son, the cries of the girls' loved ones will lure them back here to this pitiful planet! You can pretend to run into those brats and eventually lead them into a trap. Then, you boys can do whatever you want with the Powerpuff Girls. I don't care, just make sure they die!" Mojo began to cackle loudly, causing the boys to scowl. The boys never really liked to be bossed around or be told what to do, but they followed orders from their creator just because they didn't want any more yelling being directed towards them.

"Okay. How are we going to make the recordings?" Butch asked.

"Leave it to me, my sons. For now, you can go and make the rest of your plans, for I have work to do. You three are dismissed!"

The boys walked out of his office and palace, then flew off into the gloomy grey skies. After a few minutes of silent flight, they landed in front of their house. Yes – a house. Ever since Mojo came to be the leader of the world, he practically bought them whatever they wanted and whenever they wanted it. The boys no longer had to go through the trouble of stealing, even though they always did it for fun. But because all their wishes came at the snap of a finger, life got pretty boring for the boys when it wasn't them who made the move to get what they wanted. They had to admit that it just wasn't the same anymore.

Brick pressed his thumb on a little black screen where a knob and keyhole should be. The little indicator only identified three fingerprints, which obviously belonged to the Rowdyruff Boys themselves. Boomer thought it would be pretty funny to put a "small booby trap" hidden somewhere whenever someone stupid enough tried to use their fingerprint to unlock the house. If anyone dared try, which nobody has so far, a small laser would make a target and shoot its way through the intruders' heads, killing them in an instant. It was a pretty evil scheme, so Brick had installed it using his magnificent intelligence to make it as precise as possible in slaughtering the target.

The boys stepped into their home after the door unlocked and flew into their meeting room. It wasn't too fancy; just a room where there was a white board on the wall and a big window on the opposite side of the room which was curved. A grey circular table sat in the center of the room which was surrounded by three chairs. Brick sat on the red one, after grabbing a bunch of blueprints and pens. Butch plopped down on the green chair, throwing his feet on the table with his hands behind his head in a resting position. Boomer took his seat on the blue chair and patiently waited for his oldest brother's instruction.

"Hey, Brick. Why do you have blueprints if all we're going to do is make a plan and not a sketch?" Blue eyes glanced at red ones with curiosity.

Butch rolled his eyes, "Who cares man. Just shut up and stay that way," He snapped. Boomer frowned and rolled his eyes as well. Although the youngest Ruff had always shrugged off his brothers' insults, it was really getting into his nerves lately. He wasn't the one known to snap right away like his green brother, but it really was starting to hurt his feelings. Luckily, Brick took notice ever since they had turned about twelve years old. The leader gradually began to back down with the insults, maturing faster and definitely smarter than the middle child. Brick realized that no matter how much pain a person conceals with so many insults, it affects them little by little and possibly causing them to kill themselves due to the depression that struck in their hearts; thanks to a book he once read a few months ago. Of course, Brick did not want that kind of suffering to impact his youngest brother who did not deserve anything like that. He didn't understand why Butch just wouldn't accept Boomer's personality and the way he was made. It wasn't hard at all!

"Butch. Please don't talk to Boomer in that way. Ever," He said calmly, with his arms folded. Both his brothers had shocked expressions written all over their faces – Butch never thought he would ever hear that phrase come out of his leader's mouth. Nonetheless, he simply nodded and shot Boomer a gaze full of guilt and apology. Boomer was shocked because he never thought that his oldest brother would ever knock Butch down just for him. When he saw the look Butch gave him, he couldn't help but just silently accept the apology. He knew and understood Butch's persona, so there was no point in trying to argue or change his ways. Besides, arguments between the younger Ruffs ended up with Butch bringing Boomer's self esteem even lower than it already was. Brick eyed both his brothers, reading their signs that was understood very clearly.

"Alright. Now that that's over, let's get on with this plan. And Boomer, we have these blueprints just so we can be pretty clear with the plan," He smirked at the blonde and handed the papers to him, earning a small grin in response.

"So, what do you want me to draw?"

"Let's start with where we are. So draw the earth on there, but don't make it too big," Brick ordered. Boomer effortlessly drew the globe, making it look absolutely perfect and to Brick's liking.

"Do you know if those Puffs are anywhere near here?" Butch yawned.

Brick shook his head, "Honestly, no. But I'm sure they couldn't have flown anywhere past Pluto,"

"Maybe they're on another planet!" Butch stated.

"It's a possibility. Boomer, draw a circle somewhere on that page and we can say that's where the girls are," Boomer drew the circle and three little female stick figures on it.

"Guys, so Mojo said he would create that device thing for us. Once they fly here, what will we do?" Boomer asked flatly, tapping the pen on his chin. Brick rested his forehead in his hands, squeezing his eyes shut. Butch also got into this thinking stare, with his arms crossed loosely.

"Oh, I know! Why don't we each keep those recording devices in a place where we will trap the girls, but accidentally run into them and pretend to be all confused with what they hell they were doing on earth?" Butch quoted the word 'accidentally' and had a huge smirk on his face.

Boomer smirked back, "That's a great idea. Then, we can pretend to help them, and lead them to our trap!"

"Boys, that's a fantastic plan. Butch! Write it all down on paper so we can send it off to Mojo. The fun is just getting started," Brick took the blueprint from Boomer, pinning it to an empty space on the wall. Butch began to write the plan word for word as Boomer re explained it in the best detail his brain could possibly describe it. When they were finished, they handed it to Brick who scanned over it twice.

"Hmm, I think it's missing something," He whispered.

Boomer and Butch glanced at each other, then back to Brick, "What?" They asked in unison.

"Well, we aren't just doing this because he ordered us to. We need a reward!" He demanded, shaking his fist in the air. Forest green and cobalt blue eyes lit up with joy, before scribbling down what they wanted on the white board.

"How are these, Brick?" The blonde asked politely. Cherry eyes traced through the board, seeing a bunch of ridiculous things that they already had access to. Brick sighed and rolled his eyes at the younger Ruffs.

"Let's just ask for his position. We should be the rulers!" He yelled with pride.

"Yeah!" Boomer and Butch cheered.

"We should be the ones in charge!"

"Yeah!"

"We shall have all the power!"

"Yeah!"

"Let's go!" The boys grabbed the letter and flew off towards Mojo's palace once again.

"Ugh, I am so bored. How are we even surviving this long?" The raven Puff moaned in frustration. It was certainly true, all the Powerpuff Girls have been doing was exploring other planets and taking occasional peeks at the world they used to be free in. Of course, it was still smothered in the red liquid that weakened their lives away. Food was no problem for the girls because they were already super humans so they didn't exactly require everything a normal person would need.

"Bubbles and I are bored too, Buttercup. But what can we do?" Blossom sighed softly, burying her face in her hands. The girls' youthful faces showed nothing but frowns in a while. Sure, Blossom and Bubbles might have cracked a smile, but they and Buttercup always knew that it wasn't out of happiness. Buttercup just couldn't help but always be pissed off. Seriously, what did the girls ever do that was just so bad? All they've been doing was saving the day from evil for the past fourteen years! Heck, they even spared all of their villains' lives. But now, evil took over and there was nothing to do, thus pissing Buttercup off a little but more than her sisters.

"Can we please see earth?" Bubbles whispered so softly, she thought her sisters wouldn't be able to pick up what she requested.

Blossom closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, "We just arrived back here almost a week ago, and you know that it takes us nearly four days to fly there!"

"Yeah I'm feeling kind of drained, sorry Bubbles," Buttercup shrugged, laying back to rest her hands behind her head, also closing her eyes. Good thing Bubbles wasn't feeling too down today, so she came up with a wonderful idea that usually never fails. She floated over to them, easily earning their attention. Blossom simply gaped clouded coral pink eyes at her, and Buttercup's left eyelid rose to reveal an apple green eye at baby blue ones. Bubbles closed her eyes, before carefully opening them to expose those large aqua orbs that was glossed with pounds of cuteness. Ah, yes; after all these years that changed her body's appearance, sweet Bubbles still pulled off her famous puppy dog eyes. They could buy her more than money ever could. Blossom and Buttercup shut their eyes closed, letting out a sigh of defeat.

"Oh alright Bubbles, you win. We'll go in a few hours. I'm extremely tired!" Blossom whined, turning to lie down on her side.

"I hate when you do that to us," Buttercup mumbled, also facing away. A joyful smile lit up on Bubbles' face as she flew around in glee, leaving a lively sky blue tail of light in every speck of space she covered.

~Four hours later…~

"Girls, girls! Come on, let's go go go!" Bubbles chanted. Blossom and Buttercup were now wide awake and fixing themselves up. The redhead leader fixed her hip length hair into a comfortably stable high ponytail, which was perfectly wrapped in a fuchsia ribbon and topped off with a cherry bow. The green Puff quickly threw her shoulder-blade length midnight hair into a loose french braid, clearing her porcelain complexion from any stray fly aways. Finally, the youngest sister left her straight, waist length platinum blonde hair down. It gracefully fell into place, without her putting much effort into it.

"Okay, calm your horses, blondie!" Buttercup rolled her eyes with a small smile playing onto the corner of her lips. For some unknown reason, the pale blue eyed young woman seemed to be more excited than the other few times they took a look at earth. Buttercup couldn't help but wonder why. It's not like anything is going to be different, right? Blossom also had this thought flash through her mind, but shrugged it off anyway. Bubbles was always filled with surprises, so she decided not to question her about it. Blossom also sensed that Buttercup was thinking the same, so she silently commanded Buttercup not to say anything and just follow after the blonde. She obeyed, keeping her lips sealed.

"Alright, it looks like we're all good. Let's get going, girls!" Blossom beamed, as the girls darted off leaving tails of pink, blue and green; using the origin of the sunlight as their guide.

The Rowdyruff Boys landed on the balcony in front of Mojo's office. Brick tapped the glass doors impatiently, careful to not break the glass. Mojo sat on his desk writing something, and turned to the doors when he heard a familiar pattern of taps that Brick unknowingly always used that screamed, 'Hey! Let us in!' He hopped down, quickly shuffling to the doors to unlock it. The boys walked in and Boomer closed the doors deliberately behind them. In Butch's left hand held the short, but clever plan. He handed it over to Mojo, as he led them over to the desk where they sat earlier. Mojo unfolded the page and scanned through it carefully.

The Rowdyruff Boys' Plan to Defeat the Powderpuff Chicks!

- Brick will have the voice recording of the Professor.

- Butch will have the voice recording of Ms. Keane.

- Boomer will have the voice recording of the Mayor.

Step 1: We will play the recordings and keep them in separate locations.

Step 2: The Powderpuffs will be flying towards the voice of the sounds, but obviously separately so "they can save their loved ones quicker".

Step 3: We will stand fairly near the traps, and "accidentally" bump into them.

Step 4: We offer "help" and eventually lead them into the trap.

Step 5: Beat up those bitches!

Step 6: Drug them with the Antidote X.

Step 7: We win!

PS: Our reward is that we want to rule the world.

Mojo nodded in approval, as he put the page down on his desk. Although he wasn't too sure about the reward, he didn't bother arguing with the boys either way.

"I like how you boys thought about the Antidote X," He grinned.

"How long does it keep them weak, anyways?" Butch asked.

"Maybe about five hours, depending on how much you give them,"

"But they can still use their super powers, right?" Boomer frowned.

Mojo let out an evil snicker, "No, my son. Their powers will be completely gone during their weak time!"

"That's cool. So, do you have the devices and the Antidote X?" Brick scowled. Mojo opened a drawer and withdrew three small black devices with a speaker on the center. Two white buttons sat below the speaker, each being a play and pause symbol. Each one had a sticker on it with the victims' names on it. Brick took the one that said "Professor Utonium" on it, Butch took the sticker with "Ms. Keane" written on it, and Boomer took the one with "The Mayor" labelled on it.

"Pretty sick," Boomer mumbled, pressing the play symbol. The volume was on 1, so it was a small cry that definitely sounded just like the Mayor.

"Sounds just like em. How'd you do it, Mojo?" Butch asked.

Mojo smiled proudly, "Why my son, do you not remember that I am an evil genius? I have my ways, of course. It's a secret. So do not ask," He grumbled.

"Whatever, let's get on with this plan, shall we?" Brick declared. His brothers nodded and headed back to the balcony where they entered through. Brick was also about to leave, until Mojo stopped him.

"Son, are you not forgetting something?" The redhead turned around to see Mojo swirling around some sort of red liquid in its flask container. Brick avoided Mojo's stare and rolled his eyes, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"Right. Sorry, dad. Thanks," He took the flask from Mojo's grip and darted off with his brothers. Mojo shook his head with a slight grin on his face, before turning back to his work.

The boys took their sweet time flying back to their house in silence. The usual grey sky was now shifting into a deep blue hue, signalling the end of the day. As always, no stars shined upon Townsville either. It seemed as the sky has been shielded off by everything except dull colours. The boys never really cared, but each of them had secretly wondered why nothing seemed to cross the earth's face anymore. They didn't know earth was blanketed in Antidote X. They would have felt weak when they flew high in the sky; but then again, the Rowdyruff Boys weren't exactly made out of pure Chemical X.

Brick, Butch and Boomer landed on their front porch again and decoded the identifier. Stepping through, they flew right to the meeting room again and Brick placed the flask on the table. He ordered Boomer to grab two other flasks so he could divide the liquid evenly. Butch wanted to pour the Antidote X, but Brick refused because he was technically the smartest of the boys, so he knew how to divide it perfectly. Also, he secretly didn't want his brothers to accidentally touch the liquid. Although they don't feel weak around it, it's better to be safe than sorry. Boomer placed the flasks on the table and stepped next to Butch so they could both watch their older brother pour the liquid in. Cautiously, Brick got to eye level with the flasks and equally separated them. He handed the other two to Butch and Boomer and kept the original one to himself.

"Okay boys. Keep that stuff safe. Do not let it spill, got that?" The green and blue Ruffs nodded and let it sit on the table.

"Brick, when are we going to begin the plan?" Boomer wondered.

"I think we should tell Mojo when we do," Brick looked at the wall clock, "It's almost 6 PM so, I guess we can do it… Now,"

"Alright! I can't wait!" Butch grinned, holding his fist in front of him.

"Me, too. Where are we trapping the girls?" The blonde asked.

"In our rooms," Butch suggested. Boomer rolled his eyes, and glanced at his red brother.

Brick shrugged, "Not a bad idea. It's easy, and it's not like they can just crash through the roof. I know there's a lot of secret passages to get to our house, so it won't seem like they're going into the same place. Remember, they'd be weak by the time we knock them out,"

"Oh, yeah. Those underground pathways!" Boomer smiled.

"So, it's settled. Butch, you leave your device somewhere in your room and do whatever you do but be fairly close to the tunnel. Boomer, you do the same. Try to use the paths that are the most spaced away from each other. Once we bump into the girls, we can lead them in and capture them. Let's do it!" Brick instructed. The blonde and raven smirked and flew to their rooms to set things up. The red Ruff slipped out his phone and dialled Mojo's number. It only rang once, before the other line was picked up.

"Hello, Brick,"

"Hey, Mojo. Boomer, Butch and I are starting the plan now, just letting ya know," He informed.

"Okay, thank you for letting me know, my son. Good luck to you and your brothers!" Mojo said happily.

"Thanks, bye," Brick hung up and darted off to his room.

A few days have passed – as Blossom puts it as – and the girls had just passed Mars' orbital shell about ten hours ago. It felt good to be closer to the sun again; living in the Asteroid Belt wasn't always so warm. Luckily, there have been no arguments between the girls. There were mostly jokes and memories being told, so that was good.

"Hey! I think that's it!" Bubbles pointed to a blue planet.

Blossom's right eyebrow raised in confusion, "Why is it blue again?"

"I dunno! But that's awesome! No more Antidote X keeping us away from it!" Buttercup flew in spirals, leaving a beautiful green streak behind her.

"Hmm, I don't know, girls. It seems a little too… Suspicious," She muttered, placing her hands on her hips.

Suddenly, the familiar cries for help was heard. Three different ones, too.

"Help me, girls!" A high pitched voice shrieked.

"Girls, where are you?" Screamed the very first voice the girls have heard the second they were born.

"Ahh! Powerpuff Girls!" And a familiar voice which they often heard over the hotline.

Buttercup's eyes widened, "Ms. Keane! I'm going to go get her!" She sped off, her form dissolving into the planet.

Bubbles looked at Blossom in fear and panic, "Blossom! Come on, we have to go!" She also flew in the same direction as her green sister with haste.

"I know! Let's go! I'll get the Professor, you get the Mayor!" Blossom commanded, not far behind the youngest Puff.

The eldest and youngest girls finally caught up to the middle girl, not bothering to slow down one bit. As they scanned over the unfamiliar city of Townsville, they realized that nobody looked happy. The dull emotions didn't just get to the girls, but everybody else, too. From each person their eyes landed on, they couldn't help but notice the identical, but ridiculous hats that sat on everyone's heads.

"Did Mojo seriously make everyone wear these stupid things?" Buttercup shook her head in disapproval.

"Unfortunately," Bubbles laughed plainly.

"Girls, where are you?" The same voice called out.

"Help me, girls!"

"Ahh! Powerpuff Girls!"

Blossom gasped and immediately ordered her sisters off to save their childhood teacher and Mayor.

"Buttercup! Go follow the source of Ms. Keane's voice! Bubbles, the Mayor! Go!" She reminded.

"Right!" Bubbles obeyed.

"We meet at the highest building in Townsville when we get them, yeah?" Buttercup asked quickly.

"Yes! Now let's get moving!" Three lights of pink, blue and green separated and followed the sound of the cries for help.

Blossom POV

Oh, no. I can't believe Mojo got the Professor! That jerk will pay! But for now, Professor first! Where could he be?

"Professor?" I called out. No answer. I continued to fly around, trying to keep myself from panicking. Just the thought of the Professor in a vulnerable position scares me, not to mention my sisters. I decided to go and check our house, even though the sound didn't seem to come from that area. Relief washed over me when I saw that it was still in one piece. I examined each room quickly and saw that nothing was touched or out of place. I flew out before I heard the sound of Professor's cries once again. Ugh, for every plead of help he calls out, it worries me more and more. I flew towards the voice, about to enter a forest but was stupid and didn't keep my gaze forward. My eyes squeezed shut when I felt myself bump into someone who was definitely a man.

"Oh, sorry sir! I was jus-" I stopped in mid sentence when I looked up to meet disgustingly beautiful crimson eyes. Great. Just perfect. But, those eyes showed… Concern?

"Hey, Pink Puff. What are you doing out here?" His smooth voice sent shivers up my spine. Wait, what the heck am I doing just standing here?

"Oh uh, I was looking for the Professor, c-cause I heard h-his call for help!" I stuttered, didn't I? Damn myself!

He let out a small chuckle, "That's unfortunate. Want some help?" What? Did he just offer to help me?

"Um…?" I glared at him questioningly.

He held his hands up in defence, "What? Can't enemies help each other?

"No," I rolled my eyes and floated around, looking for a place where the Professor could be.

"Of course they can," That idiot was still on my tail, huh? I sighed and turned around, placing my hands firmly on my hips.

"Brick, I don't need your help. Really. But thanks for the offer,"

"It wasn't suppose to sound like an offer, just let me help you. I might know where your Professor is, so come on. Let me," He crossed his arms in a relaxed way. Great, looks like he won't be leaving me alone for quite a while. I knew that this was no time to argue, because the Professor really needed my help right now.

I groaned in irritation, "Fine. Whatever. But if this is some stupid plan, I swear, Brick, I will have your ugly little head detached from your body!" His eyes widened a bit, but he nodded anyway.

"Let's check this way," He mumbled, flying deeper into the forest. I followed after his cherry streak, keeping my guard up along with my space. The sky was getting darker and darker for every inch of the forest we glided through. I had to admit, it felt like we weren't going to have another argument for a while. But, I'm not completely trusting this Ruff. What was there to blame him for, though? I really hope I don't have to take that statement back. My sisters and I would go to the ends of the earth for anyone we loved.

"Where are we?" I whispered. It was now completely dark, and he led me into a sort of underground cave.

"I don't know. But just keep up," He ordered. Why did that seem like such a lie? This cave was pretty creepy. Echoes of water droplets bounced across the walls. Luckily, there were torches on the walls. Nonetheless, I decided to do as he requested. I continued to walk forward, glancing around frantically. When I didn't feel anyone else's presence near me, I began to freak out.

"Brick?" I whispered, trying to keep myself calm. When he didn't answer, I felt something crawl up my arm. My eyes widened as I froze, slowly turning my head towards the tickling sensation. I let out a piercing scream when I realized it was a huge and hairy spider. Without even thinking, I slapped it away and zoomed in circles, trying to get out of this damn hellhole. Because of my clumsiness and lack of light, I smashed right into a rocky pillar and blacked out.

Brick POV

"Brick?" I heard her whisper. She seemed to be in a shocked state, which was perfect. This is exactly the way she should feel in a place that was designed to look scary, but no harm was near here. There were actually small traps that could freak people out, which was pretty useful. I stepped on a hidden button to send a little spider android to her. She let out a high pitched shriek and flew around in pink circles, bumping into one of the cave pillars. The Powder Fluff didn't show any signs of getting back up.

Oh. Um. That was easy? Honestly, this whole plan was just too simple. What could be so hard about trying to act nice with a bunch of "perfect little girls"? I didn't even do anything to this chick. The original plan was to knock out the girls, but I didn't lay a finger on her. Although, she has changed. The last time I saw her was probably since we were around five or six years old. So, thirteen to fourteen years of no show, huh…

I snapped my fingers and the hidden lights lit up. Slowly floating over to her, I made sure she was really knocked out. Her eyes were closed, her body lay in a crumbled form, and a big red bruise began to grow on her forehead. A chortle was making its way up my throat, but I managed to stop it with a light cough. I scooped her up quickly, tucking her limp body under my left arm. She wasn't heavy at all, but then again; a couch was like a feather to me.

Searching for the quickest way to my room, I soared towards the nearest secret entrance and pressed my hand on it, detecting it open. It lead right into the house, so I ran to my room and shut the door behind me. I chucked the redhead on the floor of my walk in closet, and took a rope to tie her hands together. Next, I went back to the meeting room to grab the flask of Antidote X. I noticed that Butch and Boomer's were still there. Guess I'm the first, as usual. When I got back to her, I cautiously poured it onto her head, drenching her fiery locks. Now that the flask was empty, I spilled some shards of glass on her as I smashed it on the ground next to her, just so she has a bit of a clue of what happened to her when she wakes up. I slipped my phone out and sent my brothers a message on our group conversation, smirking to myself and locking the closet on my way out, not even leaving a bit of light for her.

"One down, two to go,"

I love it when a plan is successful and so much easier than it sounds.

Buttercup POV

I kept my hearing at its best as I followed the voice of Ms. Keane. It was pretty strange – why did everyone call for help just now? I mean, maybe it was just today that stupid chump decided to pull something. Either way, I scanned through all the people of Townsville. Misery, sadness, and fear were written all over their faces. It broke my heart to see guiltless people like this. But I couldn't help but wonder; maybe this was all a fucked up plan just to get my sisters and I back to this… Thing you call a "planet". Although, I secretly missed being in earth. Ugh, back to reality.

"Ms. Keane, come on. Say something," I mumble to myself.

As I head into Townsville beach, I see that it's empty. Pretty peaceful looking, but absolutely empty. The bright moonlight shone upon the waters, showing off its naturally beautiful reflection. The sand looked untouched, which was pretty strange. Wait, why am I here? What would a teacher do around this territory? I scoff to myself and float high into the sky just to look at my surrounds a bit better. I had been flying at ground level, so this might just help. Nothing looked too out of place…

Until I saw a figure standing at the edge of a low cliff, above a massive cavern. What would anyone be doing out here on the beach? Hold on, they aren't wearing one of those Mojo hats! And if there are no traces of footsteps on the sand, how did they get here? I slowly floated over to them, trying to figure out who that was. There wasn't much to be described – only their silhouetted figure. Their spiky hair danced in the light breeze, as if nothing could make them stop. Finally, after two minutes of curiosity, their back was no longer facing me.

Butch POV

After my brothers and I finished searching for the top three least obvious paths to our house, we waited by each of them after we played the voices. Of course, it took quite a while since there were a lot of secret passages that people made for us, thanks to Mojo. If I remember properly, there's approximately thirty. And, they're all underground.

"Alright, boys. Time to move out!" Brick had called. He headed towards the North, Boomer went West, so that left the East to me. It is currently 8 PM, and the sky was already navy. I floated into an area that was covered by a body of sand. The full moon was out, shining brightly into the night. I stayed hovering in the air, until I spotted a good place to wait by that was just above the passage. Seeing that the coast was clear, I landed on a little cliff in silence. I'm pretty sure I must have spaced off, because it was 8:05 when I landed here, and now it was 8:30. Although, the strange thing was that I felt someone watching me. I narrowed my eyes into the distance, trying to keep my hearing on point. Light, warm breezes tossed my hair in multiple directions, calming my sudden hint of alert. I couldn't hold my curiosity in anymore, so I turned to my stalker.

To my surprise, it was exactly who I was looking for. The green Powder Fluff Girl. A flash of shock dashed through her features, but was quickly replaced by a scowl. She balled up her fists up to her chest in defence, as if she was waiting for my attack. Of course, I did nothing and kept my face emotionless, just to throw her off.

"Wh-what are you doing here, Ruff?"

"I could be asking you the same thing, Puff," I lied.

"None of your business," She mumbled.

"None of yours either,"

She narrowed her eyes at me, backing away slightly, "I'm leaving, then,"

"Where?" I kind of expected her to tell me to fuck off, but she seemed to be in a hurry to get to "someone".

"Gotta find someone," She hissed, slowly floating higher.

"Need someone to come with you?"

She scoffed and shook her head, folding her arms into each other loosely. I shrugged and turned back to the ocean. The sound of her flying away didn't come, which I knew she wouldn't do. Of course, she had no idea where she was going to go because her precious teacher's cry for help hasn't piped up for a while now. I smirked to myself – now she was definitely going to need help. Just as I predicted, her sigh filled the silence.

"Oh, alright. I need to find Ms. Keane," She grumbled.

I turned to her, "Okay. Where did you hear her, anyways?"

"Umm, where I came from, it sounded like the Eastern part of Townsville so here I am. But, looks like she's not here," She placed her hands on her hips, shaking her head.

Damn, I was originally planning to just fight her right here and drag her through the cavern, but she's in a non killer mood right now so I would end up ruining the plan and possibly bringing out her inner bitch. I mentally shivered at the thought. Looks like I'm going to have to look for an even less obvious path, or stall around and wait till she's distracted, then knock her out. I think I'll go with the second choice…

"Why don't we try the school, then?" I suggested. She nodded and fled to it, me not being too far behind. When we landed in through the roof, she began to search all the rooms while calling out the victim's name. While she was busy, I got a text from Brick telling Boomer and I that he already got the leader of the Puffs. I snuck out and flew to our house at top speed to grab my share of Antidote X. I realized that Brick was there on the couch, watching TV.

"Hey, where's the green Puff?" He growled.

"Still at the school. I need the Antidote X. Pink already tied up, eh?" I said quickly. He nodded and I grabbed the glass, speeding back to the school. Just in time, she turned to me a second after I landed in complete silence. I held the flask behind my back as I leaned against the door frame.

"Any luck?" I asked.

"No," She frowned, turning her back to me again. This is my chance! I took a few quiet steps to her and brought the flask above my head, smashing it on her skull to knock her out and to get the harsh chemical all over her. She fell to the floor with a light thud, blood flowing from the spot I targeted. Her breathing became very shallow, which relieved me. The plan was to knock them out, not kill them. I could kill pretty easily, but then again, she was like me so a few shards of glass won't be the cause of her death.

I was about to pick her up but then I remembered that Antidote X could affect me. Instead, I grabbed her by the ankle – which wasn't covered in the liquid – and lifted her into the air. She dangled lifelessly, but didn't fight back so I guess I'm safe. I sent a quick text back to the group chat saying, exactly what my older brother said.

"Two down, one to go,"

I flew us back to the beach and entered the cavern where I tried to get through as quick as possible. I tossed her into my closet, tying up her hands behind her back. After making sure she couldn't get out easily, I dragged my dresser in front of the door just to be safe.

"Successful, huh?" I jumped in surprise and turned to see my red eyed brother standing by the door.

"You sca- er, surprised me, dumb bitch," I muttered. He scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Guess that's a yes. Well, Blue isn't here yet so we're just waiting on him now. Shouldn't be long till he finds the blonde Powder Fluff," He grinned proudly.

"What will we do after we get all the Puffs?" I inquired, running a hand through my hair.

"Don't know yet. We'll talk about it later," He retorted.

I couldn't wait.

Bubbles POV

My job was to look for the Mayor. Oh, that silly Mayor! What kind of trouble has he gone through this time? I was heading towards the Western part of Townsville, since Buttercup went East and Blossom went North. I glanced down to see all the poor citizens of the once bright and sunny Townsville, but those innocent people did not show signs of the people they used to be – free, happy, and safe. It sickened my heart to see them like this, but they don't look like they're currently in any danger at the moment. The first place I heard the Mayor's call came from Townsville Hall. Of course, where else could he be? I crashed through the roof and immediately began to search around the office room.

"Mr. Mayor!" I hollered. Something was telling me that this building was completely empty of people. That's where I began to worry. What if Mojo already got him? I adjusted my vision so I could search around for the light switch. My eyes lit up when I spotted one right next to the front doors. I floated over to it, flicking it upwards. That's weird, why didn't it turn on? I switched it up and down in frustration, a heavy sigh escaping my lips. Great, I have to try and feel my way around now.

I squinted my eyes into the darkness, trying to look for any clues. Something caught my attention when it made a somewhat rustling noise.

"Hello?" I whispered, creeping towards it. The sound came from behind the Mayor's chair. There was no answer and the moving stopped. I scowled slightly and dramatically reached for the chair, waiting for something to jump on me like the movies. Cautiously, I grabbed the chair and spun it to face me.

"You're too late…"

Boomer POV

I flew to Townsville Hall and played the device just once to get the Blue Powerpuff right where I wanted her. Good thing there were no people here right now, otherwise I would have just killed them all off. But, I wasn't in the mood for killing; even though violence is always the answer, right? Right! I destroyed all of the electricity switches so it would be completely dark. There were always rumours going around that she was scared of the dark ever since she was a kid. Who knows? Even though she may have gotten over it, it might just bring back some childhood memories.

I trashed the entire Mayor's office and the rest of the building. Nothing was in good condition anymore, except the Mayor's beloved chair. I walked over to it slowly, and thought of a quick idea to get that dumb blonde thinking. A blank poster lying on the ground caught my attention, so I grabbed it along with a dark blue marker. I wrote a quick message and smirked when I taped it down on the seat, then turned it around. The blonde girl would be getting here any moment, so I quietly sped out of sight and hid in the shadows where I knew I couldn't be seen too easily. Just as I predicted, a light blue streak crashed through the roof and called for the Mayor.

"Mr. Mayor!"

A weird sound came from the chair, and I was thrown off a bit. Was that just a mouse or…?

"Hello?" She whispered, after trying to get the lights on.

My eyes widened in horror when I patted my pocket and realized that the device wasn't in there. Shoot! I must have dropped it without me noticing. If that bitch finds it and clicks one little button, the plan will be toast! I held my breath as I watched her reach for the chair with caution, then spinning it around rapidly to reveal the message. She let out a tiny gasp, until I heard the small device drop, breaking the silence. The blonde girl squealed in surprise, before reaching for it.

"Huh? What's this?" She was making a move for it, and I had to think fast. Either I get out of here as soon as possible and try to distract her, or I attack her right on the spot. If I chose the first idea, she would immediately know it was me. But, if I choose the second one…

She might forget whatever happened if I hit her head in the right spot. Perfect! That's what I'll do. Without hesitation, I jumped to her and wrapped my right arm around her neck from the back, covering her mouth with my left hand to earn a muffled shriek. I unwrapped my arm and struck a certain part of her neck, knocking her out completely. She stopped fidgeting in my grip and went limp.

"That'll teach you to keep it shut, Puff," I growled. When I was only a step away from getting my job done, I felt my phone vibrate. I pulled it out and saw that it was a text from Brick and Butch. Brick had sent his about twenty minutes ago, and Butch sent his ten minutes ago. They already had their targets, so there was just me left. I sent a text back.

"All down,"

I tossed her over my shoulder and destroyed the tiny device, then flew out of Townsville Hall through the same roof that she crashed through and darted off towards my house.

Boomer passed by his brothers who were on the couch, playing video games. When they saw him with a passed out Puff on his shoulder, they grinned widely at him and paused their game to walk up to him.

"Boomer, looks like you got the little sissy. You better go lock her up and drug her with that Antidote X stuff!" Butch patted his back brotherly.

"Yeah, I know. Closet, right?"

"Yep. Now go so you can get back down here and we can celebrate!" Brick smirked.

The cobalt Ruff wasted no time flying up to his room and closet. He tossed her on the floor, receiving a weak groan in response. Boomer panicked for a bit, then grabbed some sleeping pills nearby.

"For twelve hours of undisturbed sleep... Hmm," He read, running a hand through his golden locks. Shrugging, he ran to the meeting room to get the Antidote X. When he got back to the closet, he tossed the whole bottle of pills inside and it dissolved rapidly. He knelt down next to Bubbles and placed his thumb on her chin, jerking it down harshly. Boomer poured the liquid into her mouth, then all staining her hair and face with it.

"That should do it," He grinned, tossing the bottle behind him as he walked out of the closet and back to his brothers, making it shatter all over Bubbles' body.

Uh oh, looks like the girls have been captured and beaten up... What happens next...?