I'm back, and with my very first PPGD story! I'm planning to go back and forth between this story and JTPH 4, so to anyone who reads JTPH 4 I'm not quitting on the story; I'm just taking a little break and trying something new. This story is a continuation of PPGD and occurs roughly three weeks after where the first saga left off. All characters are property of their respective owners and the PPGD universe of course belongs to Bleedman. Enjoy and don't forget to review!
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A cold, heavy rain fell over the City of Townsville while a white cat sat up in the branches of a large oak tree. It had been raining for the past three days with no signs of stopping anytime soon and the cat was getting thoroughly soaked, but it had its reasons for being up there. To any random passerby, this cat would appear to be thinking about nothing in particular, but in truth, it had been thinking about the same thing every month for almost the past five years. After some more contemplation, the cat jumped from branch to branch down to the ground and made its way to a rundown building. After entering through what was left of the door and descending the stairs to the basement, the cat shook itself and stood on a rug in front of a roaring fire, staring into the flames. Behind the cat was a large, red, high-backed armchair and behind that stood all kinds of machinery and technical equipment that had been arranged to give the impression of a professional laboratory. Numerous computers and other machinery kept up a steady hum and liquids of all kinds bubbled away in glassware under open flames. A group of wooden shelves along one wall had all sorts of gadgets and inventions among others things lined up on them.
"Has it really been nearly five years?"
The voice echoed throughout the large basement, but fell on deaf ears.
"Five long years… Every month I've sat outside in that tree that I fell into thinking about what happened on that fateful day. The day the Powerpuff Girls vanquished my efforts to take over the world…"
The cat continued to stare into the fireplace. It could almost make out the forms of three little girls among the red and orange flames, laughing and playing. It brought back memories of when it had acted like a normal, non-threatening cat in order to gain their trust so that it could hypnotize their father, Professor Utonium, into being its little puppet. The cat then pulled its attention away from the fireplace and gazed around the large room.
"I have spent a lot of time and energy hypnotizing random people in this city to haul all of my equipment here to my new residence, but it has all paid off. No one would even think to look in this old rundown building anyway, including those stupid girls. Everyone's too busy with rebuilding this city to an even better state than what it was when all of the villains were running around."
The cat then turned its attention to last month's newspaper on the floor that it had swiped from a newsstand. The headline read:
POWERPUFF GIRLS LEAVE TOWNSVILLE AFTER NEARLY FIVE YEARS OF CRIME FIGHTING
The picture beneath the headline showed the girls with the Professor standing off to the side shaking hands with the Mayor of Townsville and his assistant, Ms. Sara Bellum surrounding by nearly the entire population of the city. Everyone looked solemn to see the Powerpuff girls leave after their years of crime fighting and saving the day, (except Ms. Bellum whose head had been cut off), but no one looked more solemn than the girls themselves. They really had loved the city and hated to leave. Even the villains didn't want to see the girls leave. Without the Powerpuffs around to stop their evil schemes, they felt that a large chunk of their routine had been removed and that now they had no purpose in life. As a result of this, most if not all of the villains now ran normal lives and the crime rate had dropped significantly. Sure, there was the occasional bank robbery or convenience store hold-up every now and then, but the police could handle those just fine. Every so often a monster would show up to terrorize the city hoping that the legendary girls would beat the crap out of it so that it could go back and tell its friends, but then it would receive the news that the girls had left and would sadly retreat back to wherever it had come from. It seems that everyone had accepted that the girls would not return and that they should just forget about them.
"Everyone except for that stupid monkey…" muttered the cat as it skimmed through the article. "What the hell was his name again…Robo Gogo or something? The last time I saw him, he was on his way to the girls' new home, Megaville, which is approximately 75 miles from here rambling on about destroying them once and for all and that his grudge against them would finally be nullified." The cat chuckled to himself. "I've watched him try to destroy those girls many times and he always fails. I admire his persistence, but he's about as dumb as a box of hair even with that large brain of his. I'm sure he's gone over some of his mistakes trying to figure out why he keeps failing all the time, but he probably only takes about ten seconds in doing so. I, on the other hand, have decided to wait nearly five years before putting any of my plans into action and it's about time that I gave those girls a visit. Waiting is the key to pulling off a successful plan so that no one expects you to strike too often, like what that stupid monkey constantly did. You have to hit them when they would least expect it."
The cat then turned away from the newspaper, strolled past the armchair, and proceeded to walk up and down the aisles of machinery and bubbling test tubes on countertops inspecting each and every one in turn.
"I think it would be wise to bring everything in this room with me to Megaville. It never hurts to have a backup plan." As the cat walked past a few beakers, flasks, and test tubes, its image was distorted by each one in some weird way. "Plus, I want to have my red, high-backed armchair with me at my temporary residence in the city--I do my best relaxation on that thing." It fondly glanced back at the red chair in front of the fireplace before turning its attention back to the seemingly endless rows of glassware. "However, how am I going to bring everything with me?"
The cat then caught sight of something intriguing on a nearby shelf on the wall. It was the cat's black leather collar that had a special green gem suspended by a short gold chain.
"Of course. How could I be so foolish as to forget about the Majestic Eye Emerald that I got from that guy in Egypt during my vacation there? He told me it possesses mystical powers the cats of Ancient Egypt once had. Hopefully, I can use it to temporarily store all of my possessions, lab equipment, and machinery within itself until I locate a new residence. I can even use it to store the precious Cat's Eye Jewel that I stole from the museum last week for my world domination plans. Those fools probably don't even realize that I replaced the real jewel with a synthetic one that I created in my laboratory."
The cat then jumped to the shelf, grabbed the collar, fastened it around its neck, and jumped down to the floor where it walked back towards the fireplace. Once there, the cat faced its personal effects, cupped its front paws around the Majestic Eye Emerald, and narrowed its eyes.
"Now to see if this thing actually works."
Suddenly, a bright green light began to emit from the emerald and soon it completely engulfed the room. The cat had to close its eyes from the sheer brightness of the light and when it had opened them, the contents of the room had vanished. The cat then glanced at the emerald and had to squint to see if its possessions were inside it. Sure enough, everything that once filled up the room was now inside the emerald. Even the liquids contained within their respective glassware kept boiling away somehow. It was almost like there was a room located deep within the confines of the emerald that could hold anything you wanted it to.
The cat grinned evilly. "Perfect. It's time now to take a little trip to Megaville, but first I'll need some transportation."
The logs burning in the fireplace and a nearby jar of water were the only things that were not transported inside the crystal and the cat quickly put out the flames before going upstairs. The rain had finally stopped, but night was quickly approaching and the cat wanted to get to Megaville under the cover of darkness as soon as possible, not that it would matter anyway if it didn't. 75 miles to the Powerpuff Girls' new home would give the feline plenty of time and after leaving the rundown building, the cat made its way towards the Townsville Limousine Leasing Company just down the street. A brown-haired man in his mid-thirties dressed in casual attire was seated behind a desk when the cat walked in through the automatic doors. A nameplate on the desk read: Mike Stevens—Manager of Limousine Leasing. It took the guy a few seconds to realize that he wasn't alone in the room anymore and addressed the cat.
"Hello, little kitty. Are you lost?"
The cat looked up and stared deep into Mike's eyes. "I need for you to take me to Megaville," it said hypnotically.
Mike's expression suddenly changed and he stared down at the cat with a vacant look in his eyes. "You need me to take you to Megaville," he said in a flat, monotone voice.
"You will drive me to Megaville in one of the limousines parked outside."
"I will drive you to Megaville in one of the limousines parked outside," repeated Mike.
"Good, then let's go."
Still in his hypnotized state, Mike then grabbed a set of keys from behind his desk, picked up the cat, and carried it outside the building before putting it into the back seat of a white limousine. He then climbed into the driver's seat, started the car, raised the sliding-glass window partition between the front and rear compartments, backed out of the lot, and got on the highway to Megaville. In the back seat on the plush, black leather upholstery, the cat rubbed the emerald hanging from its collar with a paw.
"Everything is going according to plan. Hmm, I wonder if I can make certain items come out from this thing while leaving everything else inside… Let's see…send out last month's newspaper."
Immediately, a green light filled the rear compartment and when it had disappeared, the requested newspaper sat in front of the cat.
"I'm beginning to like this thing."
The feline then turned its attention to the front page displaying the image of the Powerpuff Girls surrounded by all of their adoring fans as they said goodbye to their beloved city.
"Having the Professor as my little puppet again would certainly be a good choice, but I don't want to repeat the same incident twice," replied the cat as it tapped the Professor's image with a paw. "I'll need someone who would easily fall for my tricks again. Someone who would be completely oblivious to my plans after these past five years and would never think twice about going against my wishes." The cat's yellowish-green eyes then glanced at the image of a familiar blond Powerpuff with her hair up in pigtails. A devious grin slowly spread across the feline's face. "And I know exactly who the perfect candidate can be."
The cat then let out an evil laugh that soon filled up the rear compartment of the limousine as it quickly made its way towards Megaville.