Me: Hello! I hope you enjoy my first ever FanFic! Buttercup... Please? (puts on puppy-dog face)

Buttercup: (groans) You know I can't resist that face!

Me: I know! That's why I did it!

Buttercup: Oh... Fine! ButtercupRocks123 does not own The Powerpuff Girls or The Rowdyruff Boys, but she does own her account on FanFiction and this story. There! Happy now?

Me: Yeah! Thank you! On with the story! (grins)

Buttercup's POV:

I scrambled up the flight of stairs trying to get away from Him. He was fast though, and for some reason, I didn't have my powers to protect me. I was helpless against Him. As soon as I'd got up the stairs, I looked around for some way out, but I was cornered. I expected the worst and crouched down into a ball on the floor, waiting to be tortured to death. Nothing came. I opened one eye and looked around the empty room. Him was nowhere to be seen. For a moment, I thought that He had given up and left, so I uncurled from my tight little ball and relaxed for a while on the cold wooden floor. But then it hit me, what if He was tricking me? Why couldn't I have guessed that before? Just as I was about to curl back into my ball, I froze still. Him was perched on a wooden beam close to the staircase. I yelped. Him jumped down from His spot near the roof and slowly walked over to me. All I could do was stare helplessly at the foul beast. He had a strange looking laser gun in His hand and was pointing it directly at me.

''You're perfect, Buttercup!'' Him whispered, and shot me with the laser. But strangely, it didn't hurt. All I felt was a cold chill shiver through me as I fell.

''You belong to me now Buttercup, you belong to me...'' Him's voice drifted off as I fell unconscious on the floor of the empty room.

''AHHHHHH!'' I screamed as I woke up from the worst nightmare in history. I was sprawled out on my bedroom floor. I must have fallen out of my bed somehow...

''Buttercup? Are you OK?'' Bubbles cried as she practically dived into my room. We were all eighteen now and grown up. Bubbles still had her beautiful blonde pigtails down to her shoulders, but they were longer now. She was wearing her favourite blue nightdress with a pink heart in the centre and matching slippers.

''Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine. Just a stupid dream...'' I answered.

''What's going on in here? Buttercup, are you OK? Why are you on the floor?'' Blossom asked as she hovered into my room. Blossom was the most mature of the group and didn't make a great fuss of things like Bubbles. She didn't wear her big red bow any more. She called it 'childish' in the fourth grade and ditched it completely. Instead, she wears a pink headband with a flower on the side. She was wearing a hot pink nightdress with black lace around the collar and a small black bow in the middle of the lace (she didn't have anything on her feet because she was hovering).

''Nothing. Bubbles just overreacted as usual...'' I replied.

''I did not!'' Bubbles whimpered. She was still a big baby.

''Whatever...'' I said. I hadn't changed that much either. My hair was feathered now and down to my shoulders. I was wearing green pyjamas with a yellow star in the middle and matching slippers, so yeah, I was still definitely a bad ass tomboy like I was when I was five.

''Girls! Stop arguing!'' Blossom ordered. Bubbles bobbed her tongue out. I just rolled my eyes.

At breakfast, we ate cereal and toast with our Dad, Professor Utonium.

''How are you girls this morning?'' He asked cheerfully as he attacked a cornflake with his spoon.

''Fine, thank you. And you?'' Blossom replied polite as always as she was waiting for her bread to finish toasting.

''I'm OK thank you.'' Professor replied as he proudly murdered his cornflake.

''Me too! I'm just a little worried about Buttercup...'' Bubbles said.

''And why is that, Bubbles?'' Professor asked.

''Yeah, why?'' I chipped in as I downed a whole glass of orange juice.

''Because of when you were on the floor in your bedroom this morning.'' Bubbles replied.

''On the floor? Why was that, Buttercup?'' My Dad asked in his concerned voice. I hated that voice...

''Oh, nothing. I dunno why I was on the floor. I had a nightmare last night though.'' I answered.

''Really? What was it about?'' He asked.

''Oh, it was about-'' I was cut off... Everything went blurry and I couldn't hear a thing. Before I knew it, I was lying unconscious on the kitchen floor with my family buzzing about to get an ambulance. All I could hear was:

''Stay still... Come with me Buttercup... You're mine now... Come on...''

Me: I hope that you enjoyed my first chapter! Please review! Then I'll make my next chapter. :-) Thank you for reading! Goodbye! ^^