It was a lazy Sunday afternoon in Townsville, and the notorious Princess Morbucks sluggishly walked around her fairly large bedroom. She was wearing her usual loungewear apparel; her bright yellow tank top and her black workout shorts. Her feet were bare and the thick carpet tickled her feet as she dragged them across the floor.
She went over to her desk and plopped down on the purple velvet chair. The sudden motion sent her curly red hair all over her freckled face. Being slightly annoyed with it, she put it up in a ponytail with the black hairband she had located around her wrist. Then she gave out an exaggerated groan.
"I'm so freakin' bored in this house!" She yelled to herself.
Despite living in an enormous mansion, Princess was indeed bored out of her little head. Before, when she was little, she used to spend her time getting her revenge over her archenemies, the dreadful Powerpuff Girls. Ever since they refused to let her in their super powered group, she had an intense grudge toward them, and that grudge lasted well into her preteen years. But now that she was seventeen, she was completely over the girls.
It was mostly because of her 'beloved' Daddy. He stopped giving her money for her elaborate technical armor after her expenses pasted over the billion dollar mark. At first, she was rather upset that he had done this, but soon it didn't matter because at the age of sixteen she was bestowed with her deceased mother's Amazonian crystal, a magical Greek artifact that gave her immense power. But even with the crystal, she just didn't want to fight the Puffs anymore. She never could win against them anyway, and she was just plain tired of her getting her perfect manicure ruined by them.
Now, she was reduced to spending her days alone in her house with nothing but her laptop to keep her company. She opened her only friend and continued to turn him on; Sebastian she called him or Sebby for short. She glanced at the internet page for a moment and squealed in enjoyment.
"Yes, yes, yes! I finally reached 10,000 followers!" she cheered as she danced around the room.
She was referring to her fashion blog; Pretty Princess. It was the only thing that kept her occupied and the large amount of people who admired her fashion advice was her only accomplishment in her life full of failure.
"Heehee, I bet those stupid Powerpukes don't have 10,000 followers on their blog." She sneered while she took a seat back at her computer.
As she surfed the web, she wondered how many followers the girls did have. They just started their blog a few weeks ago, so she doubted they had much, but she decided to go check anyway, just so she could laugh about how much she beaten them.
With a few clicks, she was already at their blog; The Powerpuff Principle. Princess sighed at the ridiculous title. There was no doubt in her mind that Blossom came up with that boring name. A few more clicks, she was at their Info page, where she would find their follower count. She took a look and was absolutely astonished by the number she seen. She slid off the chair onto the floor and gripped her hair tightly, to the point of almost ripping it out. Her face was red with anger and she clenched her teeth as hard as she could managed.
"Half a freakin' million?..." she whispered.
"HALF A FREAKIN' MILLION!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.
"AHHH!"
She kicked over her chair, causing it to fall to the ground with a loud thud.
"How the hell did those stupid Puffs get more than me?!" she hissed as she paced the room viciously. "They always have to beat me! It's so unfair, I-I-"
She plopped down on her large bed and buried her head into her pillow.
"I-I can never win…" she whispered softly. "I always lose against them…"
She felt hot tears form in her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away. She wasn't going to cry over those pathetic girls. Not now, not ever. She got up from her bed and thought to herself until and brilliant idea popped into her head.
"I know the perfect thing that would make me feel better!" she proclaimed. "I'll make a summer bathing suit video to celebrate my 10,000 followers! I get to show off my slammin' body, something I know those stupid girls don't have!"
She chuckled snobbishly. "I bet none of those girls are over a B-cup, those stupid flat-chested tramps… I'll show them who has the most voluptuous curves in Townsville."
She ran to her closet to retrieve her camera and collection of designer bathing suits, but then something hit her on the back of her head… HARD. The strong impact sent her falling to the ground with her face buried in the carpet and her bottom high up in the air.
She slowly got to her knees and looked around with her hazy blurred vision.
"W-what the hell was that?" she uttered while she rubbed the newly formed bump on the back of her head, which was now throbbing with pain.
She turned her direction to the source of the object and discovered something sparkling over on the other side of the room. She crawled closer to the strange item and stopped when she was close enough. Her eyes widen at the amazing spectacle before her.
"Wow…" Princess whispered in total awe.
She picked up the object and began to examine it. It appeared to be some sort of glove, a glove with four sharp blades attached to it and its base was covered in fuzzy brown fur. It looked pretty old and it was covered with Asian designs and patterns. But that wasn't why Princess was so amazed by it. The large blades were made out of solid gold.
"T-this is so beautiful…" she said while she glanced at her reflection through the blades. "I bet there's nothing else like it…"
Then she held them close to her chest.
"And now it's all mine!" she said with an evil grin.
She got up from off the floor and then proceeded with a sinister laugh.
"Hahaha, I finally have something that those trashy Powerpukes don't! Well, besides my super sexy body."
She slid the claws on her right hand, and they fit on her perfectly, like a match met in heaven. She lifted them in the air and admired their flawless beauty one last time.
"Heehee, now it's time to show you off, new best friend."
She chanted her magical Greek words and her crown appeared on top of her head, which allowed her to fully transform into her signature yellow and black outfit.
She ran out to her balcony and was prepared to fly off, but then she remembered that she better tell her father where she was going. She went back inside her room and sprinted to her Father's study.
"Daddy! I'm going out, I'll be back later!" she yelled as she ran past the room without stopping to actually talk with her father.
Mr. Morbucks cleared his throat, and Princess stopped in her tracks, sighed, and then made her way back to his study.
Princess leaned against the frame of the door, sporting a look of extreme disinterest. "What?"
Her father let out a deep groan, and Princess easily translated it to 'Don't go out and spend all my money.'
She rolled her eyes. "Whatever…" Then she left the room.
"Stupid fat man… Is that all he cares about? His stupid money? How about me? Your freakin' daughter!" She mumbled to herself as she continued to go outside.
A wave of depression began to come over Princess; which usually happened when she realized how much her father ignored her, but that feeling quickly went away when she remembered what she possessed in her right hand. She brought the claws to her face and smiled brightly.
"Oh, I almost forgot about you. Who needs a terrible father when I have you around? You're the only thing I need in my life. And everyone is gonna be so jealous when they find out I have you."
With those last words, Princess took off into the clouds with a bright pink trail following after her.
Brick placed a hand over his hand and sighed deeply.
"Are you morons done yet?" The redheaded leader asked his younger brothers.
Butch lifted a random teenage boy off the ground. "Not yet…" Then, he proceeded to punch him in the stomach and throw him on the ground. "Okay, now we're done…"
Boomer leaned over the boy and went through his pockets.
"Hey, look! He had gum!" he cheered as he waved the packet through the air.
Butch also decided to go through his pockets; he gave a sly grin when he found his wallet. He searched through it and was fairly disappointed about what he discovered.
"Is this all?" he reached in and took out five dollars. "How the hell am I supposed to get high off of this?! You broke-ass chump!" Then he began to kick him repeatedly.
Boomer watching in awe for a while before finally deciding to join in on the fun. Brick shook his head and went over to push his brothers out the way.
"That's enough…"
He picked the teen off the ground and pushed him in another direction. "Get out of here…"
Butch and Boomer watch as their older brother let their human punching bag go free.
Butch raised his arms in the air. "What the hell was that?! Why'd let him go?! I wasn't done beating the crap out of him!"
"Yeah, that was a pretty nice thing to do… are we turning good now?!" Boomer asked with a little too much enthusiasm, which caused his brothers to exchange weird faces.
Brick sighed once more. "No, we're not doing that…"
"Aww…" Boomer replied quietly and Butch gave him another odd look.
"Aren't you guys tried of beating up random people for chump change?"
"Not really. I like it when they have gum." Boomer replied as he stuck a piece in his mouth.
"What else do you expect for us to do for money?" Butch asked. "There's no other way."
"I guess you're right…" Brick uttered. "We do need to survive. But I'm just tired of resorting to doing these petty crimes… that's what little kids do, we're seventeen, we should be doing some major evil deeds around here. Did you know that the Girls don't even considered us as threats anymore?"
Boomer looked at the ground twiddled his fingers. "Umm… I kinda think it's a good thing that we don't fight the girls anymore…"
"Yeah, for once I agree with the blond idiot. Getting your ass kicked by three girls every day is not my idea of fun… even if they're sexy as hell."
"You like the girls?" Boomer asked while blushing slightly.
Butch nodded. "I honestly would tap all of them, but Buttercup has to be the best. I think she's the only one who could keep up with me if we do have a little battle in between the sheets."
Brick buried his head into his hands. "I can't believe I'm hearing this…"
"I kinda do think Bubbles is cute with her pigtails…" Boomer added.
"Oh my god, I can't believe you're showing an interest in them! They're our archenemies; we're not supposed to like them!"
"Oh c'mon, Brick." Butch teased. "We all know you have a thing for Blossom. I mean, she's smart and bossy just like you. You two would make a perfect couple."
Brick glared at his brother. "Shut the hell up…"
"Oh look, now he's getting offended! He really does like Blossom!" Butch chuckled, along with Boomer.
"No, I don't!" Brick yelled, getting angrier, but then he calmed himself down.
"Listen…" he sighed. "We were specifically created to destroy the Powerpuff Girls, it's in our blood and that's all we know. How are we supposed to fulfill our destiny if we fall love with them?"
Butch rose his arms in defense. "Woah, woah, hey, hey, I didn't say anything about falling in love with them! I just wanna hit it and forget it, isn't that right, Boomer?"
Boomer looked away and blushed. "Umm right, we don't love them or anything; we just wanna hook up with them for sexual reasons…"
Brick raised his eyebrow in annoyance to Boomer's obvious lie. "Really?"
Butch pushed Boomer out the way, and stepped in front of Brick. "Listen, bro. There is no way in burning hell we're gonna beat the girls! It's basically impossible!"
Brick place a finger under his chin. "There must be a way to make us stronger than they are…"
"Well, unless something magical comes flying through the sky, that's not gonna happen." Butch replied.
Right after Butch said that, a burst of pink light flashed in the sky, followed by a large sonic boom. The sound was so loud that it caused the ground to shake and tremble below the three boys.
"Woah!" Boomer yelled as he covered his ears.
"What the hell was that?!" Butch asked, still dazed by the sonic boom.
Brick looked up into the sky and nodded. There were only two people he knew who could fly fast enough to break the sound barrier, and one of them was his brother, Boomer.
"That was Princess…" he finally concluded.
"Morbucks?!" Butch asked shocked. "You gotta be kidding me! How did the brat learn to fly so fast?"
Brick groaned. "Haven't you been paying attention to anything? It was around this time last year when she got her new powers; she's stronger than she was before…"
"So does that mean she's stronger than us now?" Boomer asked.
Brick groaned again. He didn't want to admit it, but it was somewhat true. "Probably… she could successfully beat one of us in battle… I'm pretty sure of it…"
"Oh shit…" Butch cussed. "Now the rich bitch is better than us… you were right… we are the rump of the litter…"
"But not for long…" Brick reassured his brothers. "Once we catch her, we'll be the strongest…"
"So what's the plan? Are we planning to steal her crystal?" asked Boomer.
Brick rolled his eyes. "The Amazonian crystal only works for girls, you idiot. I wish you guys would listen when I tell you these things…"
"Sorry…"Boomer whispered as he put his head down.
"No, we're going after the thing she had in her hand." Brick continued.
"Oh!" Boomer exclaimed. "Now that you mention it, I do remember seeing that. It was made out of gold!"
"Gold?! Are you serious, bro?! Do you know how much pot I can get with that if we sell it?" said Butch excitedly.
"Yeah, and we can buy gum too!" Boomer added with a bright smile on his face.
Brick sighed deeply. He didn't know how much longer he could spend with these morons. "No… we're not gonna do that…"
Both of his brothers gave him a questionable look.
"There's something mystical about that thing… if we steal if from Princess, we might become more powerful with it…"
Brick started to float off the ground slightly. "So, how about it boys? You up for it?"
"Aw hell yes! Let's snag us a little redheaded brat!" Butch yelled.
"Yeah, it sounds like fun!" Boomer laughed.
With a single approving nod from their leader, the three super powered boys took off into the sky on the pursuit of Princess Morbucks.