Based on The Powerpuff Girls by Craig McCracken and The Powerpuff Girls Doujinshi by bleedman. Check out the character charts and comic version on the deviantart gallery called Riddle-Glitch88, thanks.
Foster Home for the Criminally Insane.
Bleaching the City.
Story and concept character Barbara Grey aka Black White by Riddle Glitch.
There were no heroes at Megaville.
Every color faded away.
-Frankie Foster's point of view.-
On the screen on the television I saw it all.
Those events that changed this city.
Horror through the eyes of every citizen that the camera was able to film.
Mine included.
There Rainbow the Clown, one of this city's brightest colors, dragged Ben Tennyson's body through the street. His hand was missing, Ben's, included the Omnitrix.
Heavily bandaged, Rainbow the Clown made sure Ben was able to survive the attack, the mysterious attack that he suffered because of the trap this mad man triggered on him...Immediatly the police arrived, and all their weapons pointed at the clown there.
"Freeze!"
"Lower your weapon now!"
Out of a sudden, Rainbow the Clown let go his bulletless gun down to the floor, then smiled.
The police gathered around him and immediatly brought him to his knees, handcuffs kept his hands behind his back.
Medics arrived to the scene and brought an uncounscious and weak Ben Tennyson to the ambulance to go directly to the hospital.
"Yet, another super hero has fallen victim to this mad terrorist." The news reporter said shocked, everyone was silent.
No words were given by anyone else, not even The Bureau, even themselves were shocked by this event.
Finally my heart stopped beating so fast, for some reason I felt releived...but at the same time I feel guilty because of it.
They didn't catched the real Black White...she must had planned it all, but why? What does she wins by letting someone else take the credit for what she did?!
Then I wanted to know, and grabbing my car keys I went outside of Foster's. Got into my car and began driving towards Barbara's house.
Literally, nervous, my hands were shaking as I gently took the key that Barbara gave me for her apartment.
Got in and I saw her there...sitting on her couch, head staring up at the ceiling...and on top of that...Ben Tennyson's hand on the floor.
Brought my hand to my mouth, shocked.
Then she finally noticed my presence, turned around, her black hood no longer covering her face, she smiled at me warmly...I don't know what exactly makes her do that...she's a psychopath, she shouldn't be able to feel any emotion.
But then again every time she saw me, there was that intense look...dunno how to translate this look, I loved her but there was no way she could ever feel that emotion...she was there, looking me with what she called 'love' when she's covered in blood, not hers...which makes all the more horrifying.
"Finally I can retire..." Barbara spoke and I simply remained there, shocked.
Could see the pen, the large pen she uses to pierce through people's hearts, there on the table, along the Omnitrix, trapped in a red metal box, made from her spears.
Guilt, is everything that I could think right now.
Being one of the few that knew her secret, it's unethical for a psyquitrist like me to not report her to the authorities.
But you do not know her the way I do.
This woman wasn't always the monster everyone thinks she is!
Remember quite well, that beautiful young girl that would share her lunch with me at high school.
Those were wonderful moments, she was so shy, yet so cheerful everytime she saw me, I felt bad for her, she went from Foster home, from foster home after the loss of her parents.
That was horrible event, her mother was a prostitute, her father, a coward. For her he was one of her brightest colors.
But he never protected her from the abuses of that drug addict mother of hers, it all end when her boss shot both her parents dead.
Then after that, her life became miserable...when she realized there was one missing color in her life, paintings were the only think that kept her sane...but why did she took long enough to figure it out...there was something wrong with her apple.
If only she knew.
That she loved my hair, maybe she did knew...but wouldn't tell. Irony?
Fear that she might snap, because she would see it as a cruel joke of her reality. The person she loved, the color she missed.
Gently I moved to sit next to her and finally responded.
"How can I know it's over?"
"Come on, just...forget it happened, I assure you...I have nothing else to teach to this broken city."
Maybe she's cured.
"Please...don't do it again."
"You don't have to worry about it." She said as she noticed the tears running down my cheeks.
Out of sudden, Barbara gently used her fingers to pull up my head and gently leaned to kiss my lips, should be horrified by the fact I'm kissing back someone with a monstrous mind such like hers but I love her...and I can't help myself.
Soon enough she used her body weight to lay myself over the couch and we kept kissing with such intensity, maybe she's cured.
We slept together that night, Barbara holded me tightly under the sheets, and for the first time in a while, I slept peacefully.
Maybe she's cured.
The morning came sooner than we thought.
Woke up to the noise on my cell phone, immediatly answered, keeping the sheets covering my chest as I gently spoke.
"What is it?" Was from Foster's.
"The mayor needs you to do a psychological evaluation on a possible patient, please come by as soon as you can...it's Rainbow the Clown."
Nervously I responded.
"I'll be there as soon as I can then."
Hanged up.
Gently I looked around and saw my clothes and gently put them on, I could smell the scent of eggs and bacon.
After I put my clothes on I gently went out of Barbara's bedroom and saw her making breakfast.
Then I smiled again.
Surprisingly she smiled back.
Went towards her and gently kissed her.
"Good morning."
"Want some bacon?"
"Unfortunately I was called...we were brought a new patient."
"Rainbow?" Barbara asked.
"They want me to...do a psychological evaluation."
"Fair enough, he's insane, end of the evaluation." She joked.
"Have to be more convincing." I said and gently covered my eyes, noticed near the couch, it was still that hand laying on the floor.
"What?"
"Are you kidding me!" Then I began to whisper. "What do you think you're doing laying that thing around like it was nothing."
"Calm down." Barbara chuckled and took the hand, and throwed it to the garbage, I just simply waved my hand in frustation.
"It's not garbage! Shouldn't you be more respectful at least...you gotta get rid of it before I return or else?!"
"Or else what?" Barbara asked, with those cold eyes of her. "It's just a hand, I'll tear it apart with acid or something, get off my back!"
When she raised her voice at me I flinched.
Out of a sudden she noticed and gently brought me to a hug.
"I'm sorry...please forgive me, I didn't meant to use that tone on you."
"Please just get rid of it so we can move on..." I cried.
"Don't worry, it's over."
Then we kissed once again and finally I went back to my job at Foster's.
When I arrived, there he was, in the interrogation room.
Megaville's Public Enemy Number one, Rainbow the Clown, aka Black White.