*FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO READ THIS ALREADY, I SLIGHTLY CHANGED THE STORY! BUT PLEASE READ! I'M VERY SORRY FOR THE SUDDEN CHANGE!*

Hey! It's me, again! I've been doing a lot of studying and drawing this past month. So lately I don't have time to write stories anymore *sad, but I'll try my best to make this one work! I really want this piece to work! Otherwise, enjoy!

The whole city was one fire. Nothing but heat and red. People were screaming, blood was everywhere.

Flash.

I shot red lazors through my eyes at someone.

But I didn't do it on purpose. In fact, I didn't want to do that.

"Brick, stop it! What are you doing?!" the girl I shot lazors at shouted at me. She seemed rather sad than angry.

I don't know! I tried to answer, but I couldn't even move my mouth.

"Brick, you promised! You promised you'd be a good citizen from now on!" I saw tears in her eyes. Her pink eyes were full of terror.

I know, and I want to be! I thought. But it doesn't come out of my mouth. I struggled, but managed to look down on the ground. I was shocked.

My brothers were looking straight at me, not blinking nor moving. There were holes on their stomach, gushing out blood. There were two other girls near them doing the same.

I didn't do that, right?

Of course, it was me. Right now, there could be no one else BUT me who could have done anything as horrible as I did. I need to stop. I will stop.

But if I can, I would have stopped a long time ago.

My head suddenly faced the girl. Something forced me to shoot towards her. Her eyes looked at me in horror.

Then everything happened in slow motion.

I flew towards her. I got closer and closer. When I finally reached her, my hand balled up into a fist and shot right through her stomach.

It's happening again.

With that she fell to the ground along with the rest of them. I just floated there like an idiot. When tears ran down my cheeks, I knew I had my ability to move on my own again.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" I screamed. I floated down towards them. "Bubbles! Buttercup! Butch! Boomer!" I sobbed. "BLOSSOM!"

"Oh, yes!" I heard a happy, evil voice behind me.

Him.

"It was you!" I screamed louder at Him.

"Bingo!" he laughed. "It's so easy to take over your body! You have a tiny bit of evil left in you, unlike your brothers, and it called me into your body!"

Evil? I thought I was over that. I knew I was over that. How can that be? I chose to be good with my brothers, so I can be with Bloss--

"Well, it's time for you to destroy the rest of the world, so your body is calling me!" he said and he flew towards me.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!"

I woke up with beads of sweat running down the sides of my face. I was gasping for air.

This dream again. I've been having this dream every single night for the longest time. But I'm pretty sure I know why: I want to be good. Both me and my brothers.

Why, you ask?

I'm as surprised as you are. But it started in school. Yes, we go to school. Townsville Middle School. Mojo was defeated a long time ago, so we decided to go to Him. He was much more evil anyway. Him told us we need to be "educated for the purpose of becoming future most evil villains in the world." We knew we were strong, so we thought we didn't need to go to school. But I had a great idea. We decided to school not for that purpose, but to "spy" on the girls.

Turns out, the "spying" we were planning to do became a whole different story.

I have some ideas about the story, so I hope it turns out well when I put it together! Please fav, share, and review your opinions! Thanks!