Powerpuff girls
A Way to Say Good-Bye
A/N: Just to let you know the girls are between seventeen and twenty
Dear gracious and dear sisters of mine.
I know that once you read this letter that you will be greatly surpised to understand that it's over for me. I have loved both of you and the Professor all my life, but I can't keep going on like this. We have saved the day nearly everyday and I just can't keep doing it. I want out of it all but I know that I can't just exist and not the day. After many months of thought I have finally come to the only reasonable and feaseable conclusion. I can't believe how hard this is to say even in a letter. After all the things that have happened to us facing the ultamate evils, stopping meteors, giant monsters, mad scientists, boogymen, and God knows how many personal issues we've dealt with.
Bubbles, first I must say I am sorry, for how I have treated you over the years. When you got your glasses, all I did was laugh at you. I treated you like a baby trying to protect you when I should have been helping you train so you wouldn't need my protection. When you fell ill and couldn't save the day, for the most part I thought you were faking it. Then when you actually went to the hospital, I didn't realize how mean I had been. When you got with Boomer last summer, I was never for you because I was so busy saving the day, and I wasn't even there for you when you announced that you two were getting married. I was so caught upi in my work and research and our job that I wasn't even present when you gave birth to my little niece Robin. I can't explain how sorry I am that haven't been for you and will continue to not be there.
Buttercup, to you I have been the hardest on when all you were trying to do was help. It seems that your method of saving the day, while unorthodox it is, actually will save more lives in the end. I did want the people safe, but I didn't want to hurt the enemies in a way that to make them suffer like you did. I now can see that in a lot of cases your way is better. When Bubble had her child, you still made it even though the monster was at twice as hard as the enemy I was facing but you made it with plenty of time to spare. I was hard on you I know, too hard, so hard that I drove you to drugs and I don't even know how far down that road I drove you. When you let loose on me your anger, hatred and pain I knew that being by your side will just keep you angry at me. I know that being near you will not make things any better for you which is another reason for this choice.
Brick to you, I have ignored you everyday of our relationship. It seems that our realtionship our roles are reversed. I forget dates in our relationship, and you want us to talk more. I know because I've ignored you so much and that is why you have cheated on me all those time. I know that I was mad at you when you cheated on me which actually drove me to cheat on you too. The worst part about it was that it was with your brother Butch, don't blame him it was my fault. I got him drunk and then seduced him just to get back at you. I realize it was my fault and you deserve better then me. Whenever we talk I can never express my true deep feelings because I don't want you to know the real me. I don't want you to know, because I'm scared of the real me.
I don't know really know if I can explain the real me, but I know that because this is my last confession you deserve at least that. I don't know when it happened, but during the years of saving the day, saving the town, I stopped wanting to save the day. I had the feeling of just letting them suffer for living in a town that they know is frequented by ravageing monsters. I wanted them to hurt for all the taken for granted sacrifice that we've made... That's not exactly true, the truth is, I wanted to be the one to hurt them. I guess that's why she died. I was on route to saving a woman the other day, her car was out of control and she was heading right for a train with no hope of stopping unless I intervened. I was rushing to save her, but all of all of a sudden I just stopped and watch the car drive into the train. I heard the scream, saw the explosion, and I don't know why but I felt something in my head. Giddiness. I knew she had died, the cargo on the train was completely destroyed, and I was happy.
I knew that it was wrong, but I didn't want to tell anybody. I knew that someone would try and "take care" of me. But I'm not suspossed to be taken care of, I'm supposed to take care of others. I had to get out, I had to hide, but there was only one place I knew I could hide and never be found. So that's where I am now. You found this note on the dresser, you'll find me in the place of our most evil villian I turned myself in to him to kill him and then myself knowing this was the perfect way to say good-bye.
I have great love, respect, and honor to everything that you stand for and fight for, I hope you don't end the same as I did.
With Good Graces,
Blossom Utonium
A/N: well there is a new story for me. I know it's short and in my opinion not very high caliber, but if you like it and review it I may make a second chapter to this one.
Peace Out
LukAng