THUNK!
A green blur shot across the streets, smashing into the building across from the striker. Mojo Jojo let out a cackle as he brought his mechanical arm back from his punch, a grin plastered onto his face as he prepared for his next move. The citizens of Townsville merely passed by the the giant mech having been used to his nearly daily shenanigans. It was just like any other day in Townsville. The bad guys try to destroy the city and the Powerpuff Girl's come by and clean up the mess. There never was an enemy too big or too tough for the Powerpuff's to take on.
Blossom and Bubbles floated next to each other, Bubbles looking back at the giant hole in the building with a dazed Buttercup rubbing her head and teeth grit. Blossom looked ahead at the foe before them, studying the mech while trying to find a weakness. To give Mojo credit, it was pretty dumb for Buttercup to just rush into a battle like that and not expect to get hit right off the bat. She should be thanking her lucky stars that he didn't set off any missile right away when Buttercup rushed in like that. From what she could see, the giant mech not too far was a mech nearly identical to the Powerpuff Dynamo, with the exception of it looking more like Mojo. Blossom sighed to herself.
"You'd think that he'd be a little more creative with his giant robots at this point." Blossom said to herself loud.
"Do you think Buttercup's going to be okay?" Bubbles asked worringly, still looking back at buttercup.
"She'll be fine Bubbles, let's try to focus for now. No more going in like that." Blossom said. "Got it Buttercup?" She yelled out.
Buttercup mumbled under her breath, pulling the rubble off herself and dashing next to her sisters. Buttercup's hair a mess with the debris in her hair as dust slowly fell into the streets below, her arms crossed as she impatiently waits for the command from her oldest sister. Bubbles emitting a giggle at the brashness of her sister.
Mojo Jojo let out another cackle, his laughter echoing throughout the city. "Foolish Powerpuff Girls, today is the end for you! For I, Mojo Jojo will defeat you, as that is what I must do in order to conquer the world, which cannot be done without you little girls out of the picture, the picture of which I..." Mojo Jojo rambled on, his Mech pointing at the girls in exaggeration as he continued with his speech.
The speech being filtered out of Blossom's brain as she looked on behind the Mech and noticing it had a huge purple cape just like Mojo Jojo, it moving and sliding across the street below as Mojo made gestures throughout his speech. Why would he make a cape that big?Blossom inquired to herself.
"And that day is today!" Mojo finished, snapping Blossom out of her train of thought. She looked back at the mech and noticed the missiless that lined up across each of arm streteched out and legs. A gasp escaped her lips as Mojo grinned from within his monstrous machine. "Farewell, Powerpuffs!" He maniacly laughed as the missiles flew out in rapid speed. Blossom collected herself and looked next to herself and her sisters, each of them giving a reassuring nod as they divided up on multiple directions.
The missiles locked onto each one of them randomly. Bubbles heading right, Buttercup heading left, and Blossom heading back away of the Mech.
Buttercup looking back and saw the missiles drawing closer, she turned a block as one of the missiles hit a side of the building and another hitting a streelight. The debris of the building falling onto the citizens below, all of them pulling out an umbrella to block the dust as the heavier rocks crumbled nearly inches away from them. Buttercup sighing in relief and pulling upward with the missiles continuing their pursuit.
Bubbles playfully and effortlessly dodging and weaving inbetween each of the missiles as they collided with each other when attempting to turn back around. Multiple explosions could be heard across the city as the fireshow continued. Two missiles coming from opposite directions sped through the air inching nearer and nearer to Bubbles. She looked at the one in front of her as she heard the one behind her growing closer. Right as the missile heading in front of her nearly touched her face, she leaned back as the missile behind her just barely missed its target and she fit right inbetween each passing missle with ease. The missiles exploding upon each other after attempting to return. She stared at the explosion, it's smoke covering the sky. A trail of blue light remaining in her path as more missiles came in her direction.
Blossom continued straight ahead of her path and slowly rose up above the city to keep the citizens from harm, the missles continuing to pursue her every move behind her. She closed her eyes and rose up higher, relaxing herself as she took in a deep breath and rose above the clouds. Mojo Jojo looked up, puzzled trying to figure out where the red headed Puff had disappeared to. Blossom let out a deep breath and opened her eyes as she somersaulted into a loop, heading backwards to where she originally started. Mojo Jojo panicked as her saw her drawing closer. His hands gipped on the launch stick, as he continuously thumbed down on on the launch button.
"No! Bad Powerpuff! Do not bring the missiles of Mojo Jojo back to Mojo Jojo! For it is Mojo Jojo's missiles that must destroy you, and by you bringing back Mojo Jojo's missiles you are attempting to destroy Mojo Jojo, which I can not let happen!" He shouted, as he continued pressing the fire button.
Blossom gave a cocky grin, her eyes locking at the missiles coming her direction. A missile flew right past her face, she briefly saw her reflection from the shine of the metal as it flew past to the right of her and clashed with a missile behind her. Another few exploding behind her as she barrel rolled past each missile. The explosions lighting up the sky behind as she glared ahead at the mech. Dodging left, right, and over she made it through each one with ease and was lowering down to around the mech's chest area from a few blocks across.
Mojo Jojo saw an opportunity and opened his arms, hoping to squash the puff the second she arrives in front of him. Just a little more Powerpuff... He thought to himself. This is too easy, he amused. She's going to try to hit him head on, but he won't let that happen. The second she gets within range, he just has to smash his hands together. It's the perfect plan. Just a little bit more... He continued. The explosions continued to grow bigger as she drew near until...
CLANK!
The loud clank echoed through the city, it's shockwave smashing the windows of the buildings nearby. Yes! I got her! Mojo cheered to himself in his head. Now to see the corpse of the leader of the powerpuffs. Mojo continued, as he opened up his hand and to see... Nothing! Well, not nothing. Infact, there were a few dozen of missiles coming directly in his path.
"Auuugh!" Mojo Jojo yelled, putting his mech's arms up in defense against the onslaught. Each one pushing him backwards, but doing no serious damage. Each one pleting and slamming him out and back into his chair, his head hitting the controls. It continued for a few more econds until the last one hit him. The smoke blocking his view. He rose himself back into his chair, sore from being thrown around from the barrage. He adjusted himself and gripped his controls again.
"Cursed Powerpuffs! You will rude the day you..." He started, but was cut short when the smoke cleared up and he noticed the green puff heading in his direction, just like Blossom. He looked up at another screen and noticed that his robot was heavily damaged from the previous missiles. He turned back at the green menace that was charging straight at him. This time, he's ready. He's not going to let her escape. He already managed to land a blow on her before, he just has to do it again Instead of standing there and clapping in front of him, he'll lean forward and knock her back into the missiles. He relished in the thought of getting her out of the way, and having the other two attend her funeral.
He cocked the mechs right arm back. Buttercup flew towards him, her arms cross with an unamused glare. Closer and closer she drew as a bead of sweat formed on Mojo's head. He cocked his arm a little farther back for good measure. Suddenly, she increased her speed, catching Mojo Jojo offguard as he immediately thrusted forward. She stopped right in front of the fist as it appeared in front of her. Mojo noticed the lack of impact and feared for the worst. Buttercup poked her head over the fist and gave a wave as the missiles flew past her and slammed into the Mojo once again. He gripped onto his controls, in hopes of keeping himself stationary with no use. He was rocketed forward and slammed into the glass in front of him, cracking it slightly.
The attack eventually ended with Mojo picking himself back up, shaking his head and slowly limping over back to his chair. Forcefully pulling himself back up on his chair, he gasped for air looking back in front of him. He looked up at his mech state. Another hit like that, and it's over. He can't risk another hit like that. Once again, the smoke cleared and... Wait a minute, where were the Powerpuff Girls?
"Oh Mr Mojo!" A bubbly voice behind him said. Followed by the sound of yet another wave of missiles heading his way.
He didn't even attempt to turn around. He just put his chin on his left hand and waited for impact.
Mojo Jojo slammed open the door to his home. Bruises and cuts all over himself as he limped to his couch. He flopped onto it, a pained groan escaping him. Once again his plans of world domination had been thwarted and foiled by the Powerpuffs.
"Curses..." He groaned as he slammed his fists onto the cushions. "Cursed Powerpuffs! Why must I, Mojo Jojo constantly be defeated, crushed, and humiliated by those little brats! No matter what I build, it is never enough to bring own those three pesky kids of which I want to destroy for world domination!" He yelled aloud.
The room hung silent. The silence bothered him, no, it filled him with anger. He enjoyed the loudness and chaos he brought to Townsville, but even he noticed the calmness within the streets. As years passed, he noticed the town and its citizens grew bored of his antics and had grown acustom to it. He no longer brought fear with each mighty machine he made. They just got used to it and let the Powerpuffs deal with it.
His let his arms dangle of the side of the couch as he grumbled under his breath. He groaned and looked across the room. It was night time at this point, papers laid across the room of his plan to hopefully take down the puffs. What a waste of time that was. Was world domination really worth all this effort? From weeks to months to years he has constantly tried to rid the world of the Puffs, only to meet disappointment each time. He doesn't like losing, but that feeling of winning is what's driving him to continue with his plans. Years and years of planning has gotten to him. Is it worth it at this point. He laid back and looked up at the ceiling, pondering to if he should continue with his scheming at this point.
A few minutes pass as he puts his hands up to his eyes. He brought his hands under his eyes and pushed himself off the couch. He had to get his mind off of the Powerpuffs for now. The thought of them is bringing back the pain from earlier. He flinched while trying to push himself off the couch. His arms shook and his legs on the verge of snapping, he rose from the couch and moved across the room, kicking the papers as he passed by. He longed for the warmth of his bed, hoping to start the next day a new when something caught his eye.
He looked at the chair in the room he passed by, with a telescope looking directly up at the stars. Something compelled him to look up at the stars. It has been a while since he last looked at them. Perhaps if a shooting star passes by, he can make a wish.
Fat chance, he thought to himself, but still decided to check it out anyways. He limped his way into the room and climbed into the chair. Leaning back, he brought the telescope to his eye. Looking up as the stars shone in the night. They sparkled in lit up the night, he took notice and found the star formations he once saw when he was younger. The big dipper, Sagitarrius, Polaris, and...
...
Strange. That doesn't seem to be a star. He focused on it and tried to decipher exactly what it was. It certainly wasn't a star, nor was it a planet of any kind.
"What exactly are you?" Mojo asked aloud, putting his hand up to his face and stroked his chin in thought.
After a few seconds of pondering as to what it could be he stopped stroking his chin. A coldness entered his body. He put the telescope back, his eyes widening. This wasn't something he thought was real. This was something far bigger than him, or the Powerpuff's. This was the end. He realized that the thing was a beast of massive proportions. Bigger than anything he's ever seen or even dreamed of seeing. The mere thought of thinking about looking up in his telescope brought shivers down his spine. He gulped.
"The powerpuffs can't win against that..." He said to himself. Saying it aloud, brought even more fear as he came to the realization that this very well could be the end. He leapt out of his chair and headed out, now realizing at the danger at hand. This wasn't something he nor the Powerpuff's could take on alone.