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ME OWN NOTHING!

Chapter 1: An Unexpected Visitor.

Blossoms POV:

I felt the cold windy air go through my long neon pink hair. My sisters and me prepared for this our entire lives, and we won't let an opportunity like this go away. Not again.

I looked around at my home. The city was in rumble. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

I looked at my little sister, Bubbles, for she gave a rather dark and gloomy aura. The look on her face showed a sign of fear and horror. She wasn't herself. No one was.

Buttercup didn't seem so eager to fight either. Instead she looked serious and unsure of what to do. She wasn't the reckless, stubborn, yet brave person I knew as a kid.

I glanced around once again.

The City of Townsville looked deserted.

But we weren't alone.

* BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! *

I awoke to hear the annoying sounds of the alarm clock bursting in my ear. I groaned as I struggled to get up, trying to remember what just had happened. My long auburn hair was messy and usual, and my pink eyes were barely open. I looked around to see the bed sheets were scattered, nearly falling off my head.

What a weird dream.

I stood up, from my mid- dream state and went to stare at the alarm clock. My eyes turned the size of golf balls to see school was about to begin in a matter of minutes. I ran, to my closet, thanking god that I prepared my clothes the night before.

I put on my denim black leather mini-skirt, with my hot pink tank top, with the matching black leather jacket with pink and black pumps, in less than a second. I tied my hair in a ponytail with my signature bow.

The professor already left for work, and Buttercup and Bubbles left for school, probably thinking I was there, for dance practice.

I had five minutes for school, and I lived halfway across the town.

I ran out the door trying to think of a game plan quick.

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

I gave myself a running start, before I zoomed into the sky, leaving a pink streak behind me. I enjoyed the feel of the air surrounding me. I haven't done this in years. I felt so powerful. I loved it. I know now that it's dangerous to use my powers in the city. But somewhere in my heart I couldn't fight it.

I've changed. I wasn't the same adorable little kid fighting crime. I was different. And I hated it.

I stopped daydreaming when I saw the school a couple yards down. I landed on the school parking lot racing to try to get to homeroom. I opened the doors to the school and ran. It seemed that homeroom was just about to begin, and I ran so fast I could barely feel my legs.

I can still make it.

I then bumped into someone, causing me to fall to the ground. It was a boy. I couldn't make out his face, though he was right beside me.

I leaped up to my feet and once again began to run to class at quite a steady pace.

I didn't look at his face. I was too focused to get to class, I could care less about a boy I just met.

I couldn't of been so wrong.

Anonymous POV:

Wow, I haven't seen this girl, in what, ten years? And no greeting? How rude. I can't wait to see the look on her face when she see's I've returned from the dead.

I hate that little Powderpuff. When she see's what we got in store, she'll wish we never of came back to Townsville.

I smirked to myself as I let my train of thought take its course. Blossom…

Blossoms POV:

After receiving a scolding from my teacher for being late, I sat down to see the chair beside me was empty. Someone else was late too, huh? Couldn't blame them. We are all human. Well, sorta.

Before the teacher began the lesson, someone knocked on the door.

To my dismay, I let my guard down.

I haven't seen him in years, I began to accept the truth.

My eyes widened to see the person I hated the most was standing awkwardly in the doorway, with his old red hat on and his hair in a small ponytail. He wore a red shirt, and baggy blue jeans. His eyes a piercing red.

He looked around the classroom, only to lock his eyes on me, smirking at my reaction.

"Pinky…" he said sinisterly.

I can't believe it.

" I'm back."

He was the last person I wanted to see.

I stood up, knocking the chair behind me as the whole class watched the scene unfold.

" What are you doing here, Brick?" I said. I can't believe it. I thought he was dead.

" Well, pinky, I came to enjoy the high school life, like any other student. What are you surprised? Is the poor little Powderpuff, afraid?"

The teacher stood in the corner, looking as terrified and intrigued as the students were.

I sent an intimidating glare to Brick, to show I wasn't kidding around. I couldn't believe how much he's changed. He had muscular features, and his face has matured, sadly, his attitude hasn't. He was about a head taller than me. He still had his worn out hat, and it couldn't look better in him. It suited him. Even though it pained me to admit this, he looked very attractive.

I stared at his face again, His eyes were still the same. A bloody red.

There was something in his eyes. Something I couldn't read. I didn't like it.

I went up walking to him, trying to stand my ground. " Who would be afraid of you? Should I remind you that this Powderpuff, kicked your sorry ass more than a dozen times?" I said unaware of the distance between us becoming smaller.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Did I just hear Blossom Utonium, Hero of Townsville, curse? And for the information I doubt you could beat me now, I mean you are a girl. And what, you haven't fought a villain, in six years I believe. "

" Excuse me? I bet this girl could beat you any day! I fought longer than you have, and I don't have a brain as small as a peanut. " That's all I would say. I wouldn't want to start another rumor of that.

" Are you sure about that? Then let's make things interesting." He said.

"Huh?" A tone of curiosity was noticeable in my tone. This boy can be very manipulative and sly, that it could cost me my life, like years before.

" Lets make a bet. Lets have a battle. If you win, I'll promise to be a good boy while I'm here. But if I win…" he said. I was afraid for what this boy will make me do. I know there's a highly chance I will win but the thought still left butterflies in my stomach.

" You'll be my personal slave."

I couldn't let my laughter hold inside me. I bursted out laughing, maybe a tad too much.

"What? Are you stupid?" I said wiping the tears from eyes.

" You'll see. I'll have the last laugh. And all you can do is sit back and enjoy the show.

I scowled showing no more amusement on my face. Who did he think I was? I'm a Powerpuff Girl, or at least I was, and I know if I win, no destruction will happen to the city. Well, not like there was any to begin with. Even though using my powers can cause destruction and danger, if I win I can save the city. I'll be a hero again.

" Fine, you have a deal." We shook hands with each other too hard and blood came out of the cuts are nails have dug into.

"Fine."

"FINE!

Our eyes glaring at each other and our faces centimeters away.

" Umm…" The teacher said trying to grab our attention.

"WHAT?" we said simultaneously, glaring at the teacher, then at each other. It was annoying to have a counterpart that nearly had the same thinking process with you. Nearly.

"Class has begun. Can you please take your seats?" he said his voice trembling with fear. I don't get what he was so worked up about. We're just super- powered teens and have the power to take over the universe and all life, as we know it. It's no big deal.

I glared, too see unfortunately my seat was next to the lord of the underworld.

"Go figure." I murmured under my breath. And from the corner of my eye, I could see Brick smiling with glee from my suffering.

I took my seat, and for the rest of the class, stared at my counterpart, to make sure he wasn't up to anything manipulative.

If it's a war you want, it's a war you'll get.

Brick Jojo will never know what hit him.

Tadadaaa! That's it! I hope you enjoyed it. I'll see how this story goes and if you guys like it I'll write more. Thx for reading. TELL ME IF YOU LIKE THE LENGTH OF IT. And I will also try to make this weekly like Friday or Saturday or Sunday I will update . ..sound good?