Small authors note, this is my first story. So I am sorry if it is not good.

Chapter 1: A Typical Day

The City of Townsville… it was a normal day here. The sky was cloudy, and the sun was shining as bright as it always did over the town. In one particular household, the sound of an alarm clock rang inside of a young girls' room. The room was lightly decorated with a dresser, a mirror and a small chest that had a lock on it, with a small note taped aside it that read "Do Not Open." A young six-year-old girl woke in a bed, her long orange hair messed up from a rough sleep. Her pink eyes slowly opened up as she reached over, switching her alarm clock off. She rubbed her eyes tiredly. Blossom was one of a well-known trio in Townsville for being heroes to the city that always seemed to be in criminal threat, and it was their job to fight crime and the forces of evil.

Blossom went through her usual morning routine, but she was noticing her throat feeling like it was on fire, scratchy and dried out. She just tried to ignore it, thinking she was just thirsty. She made her way downstairs of the house. The living room had a long couch under the white floor, and a few simple paintings of environments around the world. She made her way to the kitchen to see a man with black hair and in a white lab coat, making breakfast ad part of a usual morning routine. "Good morning, professor…" Blossom greeted their father, Professor Utonium, the one who had accidently created them through a dose of the mysterious Chemical X, but he was thankful for them every day. "Oh dear… Blossom, are you okay?" the professor asked, noticing how she looked unwell, and her voice sounded hoarse and strained. "I think I'm sick…" Blossom muttered. The professor sighed, scratching his chin. "Well don't worry. I'll try to make you a doctor's appointment for today," Utonium insisted, although they knew this meant missing school and not being able to help her sisters in saving the town, which was annoying to her since she didn't like to feel like she was no help. "Blossom's sick?" they heard a sweet sounding voice from Bubbles, a girl in a blue dress with blonde hair, standing beside Buttercup, a girl in a green dress with black hair. "I-it's just a sore throat," Blossom coughed, holding her throat in a bit of pain. "Buttercup, would you bring blossom her homework after school?" he asked Buttercup. She seemed reluctant to do so, usually having plans after school. "Fine… see ya later," she said before heading out the door, Bubbles following.

Blossom had spent most of the day confined to her room, being treated by the professor. The only time she was out of her room was for the small doctor's trip. Around one o'clock in the afternoon, the professor entered her room. "Blossom, I have to go run some errands real quick. Will you be okay?" he asked, hoping she wouldn't mind him having to finish some little professor errands. Blossom just nodded, trying to use her voice as little as possible. She just rolled over in her bed to try and take a short nap to pass the time.

An hour later, Blossom was abruptly awoken by a loud ringing noise, coming from a toy phone with a happy face that had a light that was blinking red. She just sighed in irritation, getting up and approaching it. She coughed and tried to clear her throat before answering. "H-hello?" she groaned, hearing an odd sounding voice tune in. "Hello, Blossom? Listen, we need your help badly…" it was the Mayor of Townsville, and he sounded frantic. He usually acted like a glorified alarm because whenever something was going wrong in town, he would call them to action. "Mr Mayor, can you call Bubbles or Buttercup? *cough, cough* I'm not… too well…" she explained in her strained voice. "I tried to call them, but they are busy with a monster problem on the other side of town. Blossom, we have a forest fire that could spread widely. The fire is too big for the department to put out," the mayor elaborated on the situation at hand. Blossom sighed, rubbing her head, thinking it was a simple fire that needed to be put out. She felt like she didn't have much energy, but thought it wouldn't take much time and effort to put it out. "Fine… I'll handle it," she coughed agreeing to handle it herself. She hung up and looked to the window. It was going to rain soon, judging by how dark it was with the thick clouds looming over the sky.

Blossom had herself dressed in her pink dress with a red jacket in case. When it did start raining, she finished fixing her hair bow into her long hair before opening the window. She flew through the window, zipping off towards the other side of Townsville, leaving a pink trail of light behind her. She was heading straight to the smoke that was coming from the distance on the other side of town. A few minutes passed when she arrived, hovering in the sky above it. Hordes of fire trucks were trying to keep the fire in control. Blossom just thought it over for a second and then came up with an idea, flying straight into the fire, the closest thing she considered to the center, and began spinning around as fast as she could, generating a tornado and beginning to blow out the flames with the high gusts of wind.

Blossom stopped when she saw the flames were all out she was panting, tired and sweating. Every move she did felt like losing every last ounce of energy. She was just relieved to be done with it very quickly. She just sat down and leaned against a slightly burnt tree to rest and try to gain some of her energy back. "Hey, thanks for the save, babe," she suddenly heard, making her instantly get up. The voice she recognized angered her. She saw a boy come out from behind a tree in a red jacket and black pants, with a red baseball cap on his head that was turned backwards on top of his long jagged orange hair. "Brick! You started the fire? I thought you were out of town hiding," Blossom spoke, remembering the bounty on the boy. Brick was the leader of a villainous trio of triplets that went by the name the Rowdyruff Boys. She remembered the last tough fight they all had.

"We were, but we got found out and had to hide again, so Butch and Boomer are clearin' out the Lumpkins, and then I started it on accident. Glad you came along though babe, who knows how much it coulda spread," Brick laughed, showing no real remorse for starting the fire, accidental or not. Blossom noticed the town starting to drizzle with rain. "I'm not in the mood for this, Brick. Just leave town and I won't say anything," Blossom implored. She wanted to avoid a fight since she was sick. It was nowhere near a fair fight for her. "Nah, I think I'm bored. I think I'd rather try to destroy you," Brick nonchalantly responded, not hesitating to speed right towards her and take a swing with his left hook. She dodged to the left, watching his hand hit the tree. He pulled back his hand in pain, having burnt his hand a bit. Blossom took the upper hand and kicked him in the stomach, and then punched him in the face, knocking his hat off.

Brick rubbed his cheek, a grin coming across his face. "Sheesh, you're cutting me some slack again?" he said in disappointment. Usually her punches hurt more than they should. He raised an eyebrow, his opponent just standing there, panting like she had been running nonstop all day. "S-shut it. I told you I'm not in the mood," Blossom coughed, her body feeling like it was fighting against her. Brick widened his eyes. They turned brighter red for a second. She closed her eyes and put up her guard, expecting to be blasted by heat vision, but then nothing happened. She was confused, but when she did lower her guard she couldn't see Brick. He just disappeared from sight. "…Maybe he's getting smart…" she thought, presuming that he had taken her last offer and fled.

"Surprise!" Blossom suddenly heard, looking straight up. Brick was above her, clinging onto the tree. He fired a bright blast of red energy from his eyes. Blossom's eyes widened, firing a blast of heat vision to try and fight back. The two beams clashed, though her energy ran low like a dying battery, and her beam was shoved back. She screamed in pain while being blasted by the red hot beam from hers and Brick's. "Okay, what's your deal, babe? This is no fun," Brick complained. It was like he was beating up a ragdoll, though it was a nice feeling to be winning. He was noticing a lack of her other sisters as well. "Shut up…!" Blossom coughed while getting up. "I thought you were smart," he continued, turning his back and picking his hat up off the ground and fixing it back on his head. He was about to fly away, though when he was just beginning to get off the ground, a punch flew right on in his back, sending him forward. He could see an angry looking Blossom floating there in rage. She flew at him with a trail of pink light behind her, punching him in the head and knocking him back.

Brick groaned, holding his head in a bit of a daze, the enraged Blossom standing there. She flew to him again, but Brick shook himself back to his right mind. He grinned, ready for the attack. Once she was close enough, he tried to uppercut her, but her hand grabbed his arm. She threw him against a tree. He couldn't even react before Blossom went and threw herself to him. Her arms flew rapidly at his face, one punch after another. The fight lasted only minutes, but it felt like hours to Blossom. Brick had fallen unconscious, lying on the ground beside the tree.

Blossom was just standing there, panting while trying to fix her hair from the fight. She felt like every last bit of energy had been stolen from her. She couldn't even hover off the ground now. She held out her hand, noticing the rain becoming heavier and heavier. She was about to walk away, but she looked back at the brutalized Brick. Blossom rolled her eyes, sighing. She picked up his hat and rested it on his chest. She grabbed his legs and began to drag him off to get him out of the rain. She couldn't just leave him out there in the cold. She was also doing it to just let her energy rebuild as well.

End of Chapter 1