It was odd. The whole moving thing me and my mother were doing at the moment.
At first, it even had me confused, I mean, why move from Citysvile to Townsville? My city was very peaceful compared to the one we were going to now. The news on TV always report some kind of catastrophic disasters going on there. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't afraid…I was more afraid for my mother, that was jumping head first into some kind of commitment with some man from there I had no idea about.
Currently, me and her were on a staring contest, me in the backseat while she was giving me an irritated glance through the rearview mirror. "Could you at least try?" came one of her soft pleas, a soft tone betrayed by her hard glare. My own blue hues, however, more young looking, stared back at her with no readable emotions on my face. "I could…I didn't say I would" and here went my reply, as cold and merciless towards her as ever. When was she going to realize that I was in all honesty, worried about her?
Sighing, I turned my annoyed face towards the car window, glaring at my faint reflection as she shook her head. "You're jumping at every opportunity to be with a man…that's called desperate" I concluded and shot her a glance, and by the widened eyes she made and the way she turned to regard me, I knew I hit a sensitive string. Before she could muster the air in her lungs to yell at me, the light turned green and the other drivers started honking like crazy. With a glare my way, she stomped on the acceleration, making our rest of the journey, a very bumpy and uncomfortable one.
As I sat my luggage down and looked at the house in front of us, the three round windows glaring down at us, the simple architecture of the building itself, I could feel myself frowning. My mother was fumbling with her phone and before she could ring the other party, the red front door opened to reveal a man, possibly in his 40's, lab coat, black hair and a warm smile, awaiting eagerly our arrival. As I sat there and sized him up, choosing to refrain from any gestures, my shallow mother just squealed like a teenage girl and ran in his arms, smothering him with kisses. Well, if nothing seemed disturbing until now, this surely did.
"Oh dear, I am so happy I finally arrived~" she started again, her hands on his shoulders. "I waited all day for you" came his response, which was met, of course, by my mother's dumb smile. He seemed to have forgotten about me, so when his eyes met mine, he coughed and smiled "Welcome to Townsville, you must be Bea's wonderful daughter! I heard so many wonderful things about you" and there he went, kissing my ass, hoping he would score for the night. Rolling my eyes, a bit too obvious of my opinion on him, I just nodded absentmindedly. "Rainee, was it?" he asked, well, pressed, as I glanced at him, nodding again. "Well…you look exactly like your mother, beautiful!" it was getting sickening already, so before he would make me say something I would have regretted, I chose to take action and shut him up "Where can I put my luggage?" he seemed to come back to earth when he heard my voice "Oh…we have a guestroom, I prepared it for you, since your mother will be sleeping in…another room…" he caught on his own bluff and laughed nervously while my mother looked like a teenager with raging hormones.
"Right" I muttered unimpressed by all this scene. And he caught on, he saw that I was annoyed, tired and having a big problem with trusting him, so he simply took me to the guestroom I was supposed to live in. For how long? My dearest mother didn't bother say anything, but I take it, until he will grow tired of her. It always happened and it will continue until she will strop trusting men blindly, she trusted one too much and here I was, the failed attempt at a happy life. 'The fruit of their love'.
I started unpacking, taking my time and choosing not to pay attention to all the commotion going on downstairs and around my room. Just as I took my cellphone out to check the time, my door flung open and three girls, my age were staring at me curiously. One had awkward red hair with odd pink eyes, I couldn't tell if it was a dark shade of pink or simply red, then there was the blonde one, with a warm and welcoming smile, big blue eyes, the face of a doll and the last one seemed as irritated as I was, pale green eyes and pale skin, complimented with short messy black hair and a very tomboyish look to her.
From the way I was looking at them, I probably struck them as odd, some chick just staying in their house while her mom was snogging their dad. Well, that must have been intriguing to see. "Yes?" I decided to break the silence as I sat cross-legged on the one person bed. The redhead made her way inside, with a confident smile plastered on her face "You must be Rainee, I'm Blossom, this is Bubbles and that is Buttercup" she introduced each of them, and by the looks of it, she seemed to be the more sociable one of the bunch. "Yeah…" I started awkwardly "It's…nice meeting you" I murmured in a strangled tone, unsure of what else I could say. Now…I had to go and slap some sense in my mother. This guy, had three girls, no mommy and …God forbid, I wasn't going to become the fourth daughter.
The blonde one skipped inside the room as well, jumped on my bed and earned a confused look from me "What is your favorite color? My favorite one is blue, that's the color of the ocean, it's so beautiful, but then again, I think I like all colors, I don't want to be picky-" she rambled on at my amazement when the one named Buttercup, cut her off "Bubbles…you're scaring her" she muttered looking down at her sister with a tinge of amusement. Bubbles pouted as I just looked elsewhere, avoiding the eyes they had on me. "Your hair is so pretty!" the blonde exclaimed suddenly in that tense silence, rolling a strand of the pale pink around her fingers. Did I mention…I wasn't born with this odd color? I don't think I did. You see, my dearest mother was a scientist, a very good one at that that specialized in the manipulating of the DNA. Sad thing was, I was the first one she had to mingle with seriously since after an accident I went through, my lifespan was low…basically I was in a coma to never wake up. She took my limp body and experimented…all kinds of things on me, I would be lying if I said I knew what she did, she avoids it everytime, so after it turned out to be a success, I discovered she had made some adjustments, changes and…improvements on me. Not only do I have pink hair, I can also fly, I have the strength of 20 men combined, speed, and quite some deductive skills, allowing me to think of one's moves before they make it, split it into possibilities and calculate my chances against them.
I was only once in a fight, when a stray monster from Townsville wandered in my city, I pummeled it down easily, but what I could do, amazed me greatly. I chose not to spoke of it and my mother gave up her job title, she wanted to stay and take care of me since I was already screwed up enough. "Thank you" I smiled politely. Wow…I could actually smile. I was impressed with myself.
"Come on girls, we should let her rest" came the wise tone of the redhead, which made both girls nod and follow her out like some lost lambs, not before the black haired one gave me a glare.
"Well…that went well" I whispered to myself.
Three days passed, and I locked myself in the Utonium residence, choosing to just stay here, sleep, read and mind my own business. The three girls seemed to feel more and more comfortable around me, at least Bubbles was the most attached one, Blossom was accepting me like a mature older sister while Buttercup couldn't help but glare at me once in a while. Can't blame her, something must be off about me in her eyes…who the hell sports pink hair. I told them it was dyed, but I also hate the pink color. Buttercup seemed to have registered that little detail from my closet, the way I dressed and wore myself.
From what my mother told me, we were going to be around, seeing as she was slowly making her way under his skin and him under hers. A tinge of worry slipped over my face and the girls caught that, but it was gone as I shifted my gaze from the two in-love adults towards my food, poking it around on the plate.
"So, Rainee, you are in highschool, right?" the Professor suddenly asked me and at that moment I looked at my mother, searching for an answer "Graduated last year…I taking a small pause before going to University" I lied with ease . I was 19, but I had no plans of going to University, I had no plans, no nothing and it was hard for me to even finish highschool due to my…accident and a year that I missed.
"Call me Rai" I also added, glancing at each of them, letting a small faint smile grace my lips for the first time in a while.
Another six days passed, through the same routine, and as I watched the two lovebirds, I could see that for once, it was going well and my mother's smile was genuine. Maybe it was a sign that I had to move over her failed attempts at relationships, Professor Utonium seemed pretty…careful with her, as if she was made of glass…maybe it was also because they were both science freaks that they understood each other so well. After all this time, I decided it may be the moment for me to step out of the house and as I was descending down the stairs, passing by the girls' bedroom, I could hear, with the help of my sensitive hearing of course, what they were whispering about.
"They look happy to me, no need to worry" spoke Blossom
"I think she's some kind of…gold-digger, no salary and just here to woo him" came the harsh tone of Buttercup.
"Why are you so mean? She's really nice…" stated Bubbles with an almost pleading tone.
"Something is off about her…I can feel it, I will trust my gut, she doesn't belong here!" the black haired girl started again and before it escalated, I decided to just leave it at that. I needed to go out and just pace around the city, see what it's got and what I can do to make my boredom loosen.
After walking down unknown streets for what seemed like an eternity, and having seen some magazines, newspapers and heard people talking, I found out, to my surprise, that my 'sisters' were actually some kind of superheroes around here. That could explain the feeling Buttercup got, I also do remember about some interviews on some little girls, years ago, about their superpowers and all that fun. Smirking to myself, I just continued to walk down the streets, not really realizing I wasn't in the good part of town anymore, and actually reached the slums. As gun fires were heard from far into the distance, three specks of light passed over my head, red, blue and green. It passed above my head so fast that I didn't even have the time to see what that was, so forgetting about my well kept secret, I started floating above the ground slowly, ascending into the air just for a peak.
The lightnings were moving haphazardly in the distance and with mild curiosity, I floated towards the place, unsure of what I would find. As I got closer, I landed softly on the pavement, hiding from sight behind a corner and watching as three males, dressed in the same colors as I saw above my head, quickly shattered a building to pieces and took bags of money with them, grinning at each other wickedly. I couldn't exactly make out their faces, that was why I leaned closer to try and get a better look, but as I did so, I knocked a trashcan down by accident, earning their attention in a second. With widened eyes, I stared at the trio, now making out their faces perfectly and oddly enough…they were highly attractive. 'Well good time to be thinking about that Rai…' my own mind slapped me back to reality and here I was, not really supposed to show my powers, against some guys I knew were powerful but I had no idea what exactly they could do…except flying and leaving sparkles of green, red and blue…which was pretty useless…but then glancing at the destroyed building, I knew that maybe they were capable of more.
I stood my ground, never faltered from my spot as the three circled me like hungry predators. "Well look what we have here…some bitch that couldn't keep her curiosity for herself…eavesdropping like that" the red haired male snickered. The blond haired one even dared to approach me enough to study my face "You have a weird hair color…how the hell could you do that to your hair…pink? Really? Ewww" he whined, pushing me and for a moment, I lost my footing and fell on my back on the cold pavement. The raven haired one was watching me intently, arms crossed over his chest and forest green eyes just seeing through me, then there was a cruel and smug smirk that plastered over his face, something that made my stomach flip. This wasn't good. The red haired one, came to me and raised his foot, pressing it on my stomach, hard. He could crush me if he had the strength that I thought they did. It was my temper that I was worried about more than the three mocking me and pressing my body to the floor as if I was some rag. They thought I was normal, like any citizen, which was truly irritating, how dared they treat people like this? Plus, rob a bank in the middle of the night? Villains. That was the only reasonable answer I could think of and that was when, my temper took the best out of me and with a solid grip on the male's ankle, I stood up, his eyes widening with each step I took, before raising in the air, my grip still tight on his ankle, my cerulean orbs glaring deadly in his crimson ones. It was the surprise all three of them had, the shock, reason why they were momentarily paralyzed, in a state that they could only watch as I started rotating in the air like a tornado, with their brother within my grasp and as I did so, I let go of his ankle and the violent sound of his body colliding and going through several walls and windows, allowed me to breathe in relief and land gently back on the pavement, measuring the other two. It didn't take long for the red head to come back, furiously, confused, angry, he was…a mess.
"Who the fuck are you?" came the question, but to that, I smiled gingerly "Not a PowerPuff…that's for sure" my silky tone strummed through the thick air as the three stared at me. To my surprise, the raven haired one didn't make any move, he still observed me, almost uncertain of what he should think about me. It was endearing really. But as soon as my thought left, the blond one lunged at me, with chaotic kicks and punches, shoves and whatever he could get his hands on. He managed to get a few scratches on me, even some small bruises as he gripped my wrist and slammed me into a wall, denting it greatly as I fell on my knees, panting, but grinning. This was new, people that could actually go up to my standards. I quickly started my attack as well, stepping gracefully closer while my moves, precise and sharp, hit pressure point he never knew he had. My fighting style was fluid, mostly with grasps, shoves and a lot of gymnastics going on, given my flexibility. When he found out both his hands were limp, he chose to shove his body into mine, but as I dodged, the red head was already grasping my shoulders, flying at a painful speed with the intent to shove me into the wall we were heading towards. He was successful, mainly because he was faster than me, and possibly stronger, a soft cry left my lips as I fell back on my knees, but he didn't let me go just yet, he grabbed my arm quickly and ascended fast into the air before turning abruptly and throwing me with amazing strength towards the ground where I met the raven haired one, charging at me, his smirk on his face, and as much as I wanted to do something, I collided with him, mainly my stomach with his fist. I blacked out instantly, feeling the taste of blood in my mouth.
As I slipped into darkness, I could hear the voices of Blossom, Buttercup and Bubbles, screaming and then the speed with which they lunged. Everything stopped there. I couldn't hear, see, feel…I was numb. My body had failed me this time. But it had been fun. More fun than I had in quite a while.