Blaze: The lost sibling.
A/N: This story came to me in a dream. I don't know if I'm going to one-shot this, or make it a mini-series. I'll let you guys decide.
Hi. The name's Blaze. First off, I bet you're wondering… how did the PPG's lose a sibling? It all happened on the day they were created. I was terribly shy, though. I hid inside the little bowl that our father, Professor Utonium made us from. He just didn't notice me. My sisters, Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup, never noticed me, either. I left the bowl while they were opening their presents to try and introduce myself, or at least make my presence known, but the Professor kept watching the others.
Flashback…
Me: "Um, um…" The girls were unwrapping their presents at such a fast rate, I figured I had their powers, too.
Me: "Dad!" But I was still kinda quiet when I said it. I didn't want to scare him like my sisters originally did. He was still watching the other three. What am I going to do to get his attention here? I kept waving my arms and making whistling noises, but he never turned his head. Eventually, I hung my head down, and floated out of a window to the lab, slamming it shut. I turned my head to the window, which showed me what I looked like for the first time ever!
Me: "AGH!" I was scared of my own reflection. It still scares me, even today. My hair was blonde, like Bubbles', with some fiery pigtails on both sides. I had a black sleeveless shirt with a fiery stripe going through the center, and I had black, fire-streaked knee-high boots with no stockings. My eyes were brown, with scars coming up and down from the top and bottom respectively, and on my wrists were spiky collars. My neck had one too. I know groundhogs are scared of their own shadows now, but this was way worse. My appearance intimidated even me.
Me: "What… that's me?"
A guy: "Yes it is!" He was a little dude. He had a really hairy face, wore an overcoat, and a paper bag on his head like a hat. He continued to say, "Get used to it. The Professor exiled both of us. Good day." He continued on walking. I floated up behind him.
Me: "Well, maybe we should both stay together then!" I smiled to him as best I could. He simply turned to look at me, then kept walking into the night.
Me: "Mister! Wait!"
The guy: "I want nothing to do with you, girl. I cannot provide for both of us."
Me: "Huh?"
The guy: "I, JoJo, am not able to provide for us. Because if I could, I'd be more than happy to have company, and company would not make me as insane as I fear I will be…"
Me: "Dude, I just want to hang out with you."
JoJo: "No. I am truly sorry, but I cannot be of aid to you, or you to me. It wouldn't work." He walked off again. This time, I obeyed JoJo. I didn't want to hold him back. But he was nice enough to at least talk to me. I didn't know what exile meant then, but I figured it out shortly after I flew to a nearby city, called Townsville. I walked to the place called Malph's, where one furry pink dude was holding up the store with his giant weapon thing. The lady at the desk was giving him some sort of green paper.
Pink man: "Yeah, yeah! Gimme the money, or I blow your f***ing head off!" I immediately gasped, and he turned to me, pointing his weapon.
Pink guy: "'Ey! Y'all's got a problem with my boomstick?" I suddenly screamed, and the whole store shook around. Both the pink guy and the lady covered their ears. Or in his case, antennae. He dropped his gun to do so, and I flew at him, stopping my screaming, and beating the crap out of the pink guy. I just started randomly throwing punches and kicks at him. He hit the ground, rasping and wheezing in his breath. I gasped again. I'm…. strong? What can't I do?
Lady: "Thank you, little girl!" I grabbed all of the 'money' as the pink dude called it, and handed it all back to her, and left the store, running. I found myself halfway across the city within seconds. The ground behind me was ablaze, on fire.
Me: "I-I'm… on fire?" An ominous voice rang through the air.
The voice: "Yes, little girl!" I gasped.
The voice: "It's okay, little girl, I DON'T BITE!" Smoke was waving around me, and the sky turned red.
Me; "W-who are you?" A guy appeared that made me think of a weird jester. He had very large boots, huge pincers, a goatee, and fluffy clothes.
The guy: "I have been known by a few names, BUT YOU CAN CALL ME, HIM!" I was cowering in fear now, covering my face.
HIM: "Don't cry little-" I suddenly felt aggressive.
Me: "I'm NOT LITTLE!" I socked him. He fell back a few feet, then instantly recovered.
HIM: "Nice hit!"
Me: "The name's BLAZE!" Yep, I named myself. The fire I left on the ground was enough to convince me.
HIM: "Blaze, hmm? HOW HOT DO YOU BURN EXACTLY?" He summoned flaming pillars from the ground, and surrounded us with them. I didn't know whether or not I could do that… but, he's good at this fire thing!
Blaze: "Hotter than you, HIM!" I charged at him, but he nailed me with his fire pillars. I fell to the ground.
HIM: "Come on, that can't be all you have!"
Blaze: "It… isn't!" My eyes glowed red and I shot lasers from them, nailing him in the chest. He slid into a building.
HIM: "Nice one! Hardly saw it coming!" He stretched out his claw to grab me, which worked, and he swung it up and down, slamming me into the ground each time. I bit his claw, then charged at him, nailing him with a punch-and-kick flurry like on the pink man. After one final punch, which lit on fire, He flew into the ground. He got up slowly to his legs, but his head moved up in the blink of an eye. He shot a laser beam from his eyes into me. I fell to the ground, then recovered as quickly as he did.
HIM: "I haven't had a match this fun in eons!"
Blaze: "Glad I could entertain!" I later learned that I was like Buttercup here, while I usually act like Bubbles. Man, having a combo of aggressive and sensitive is confusing to me.
HIM: "We'll meet again, Blaze. In due time…" He disappeared fixing all of the city damages, and the fire pillars left. I didn't know how to react to this development. HIM was the only one that actually knew what I was capable of. Sure, JoJo was nice enough, but this guy… what if he could help me? I flew back to the Professor's house, and TRIED to knock on the door, but I just couldn't. My God, not even knocking on your real home's door? That's not cool. It's… wrong to me. There was only one other place for me to go. The forest.
I set up a tiny home in the forest for myself the next day. It was fun, I even had drawn a picture of me, Blossom, Bubbles, Buttercup, and the Professor together. That's my dream one day. To reunite with my family…
I'll love it when I do.
To be continued…
A/N: Sorry it's short… but I wanted to write this. Tell me what you think.