I'M FREAKIN' BACK! yep, i'm back with a new story... Buttercup your are in for a crazy ride!

Buttercup:.. wha- why me!?

Me: cuz you're my fave Puff

BC: Ha, i'm awesome!

Me: Anyway, I just wanted to say, I'm very unsure of this story. I only continued to write it because my friend told me it was good and wanted me to finish it. it's not finished yet, but very close. This will be the first time anyone but my friend read this, so like I said, I'm VERY unsure of it.

Butch: What ever can we just move on!

Me:... I missed you too Butch!.. Who wants to do the disclaimer?

Bubbles: ME! *raises hand excitedly* butchercup does not own any Powerpuff Girls characters!

Me: Enjoy!

Chapter 1: A Name to Hate

Buttercup's POV

I was laying a chilly bed, with nothing to keep me warm but a very thin blanket. I looked around the room at the things that were set up to make me feel comfortable. A dresser with a few shirts, a couple fancy table lamps. But nothing could make me comfortable here, how could he think anything he did could make feel better? I didn't even know what day it was anymore.

The last day I remember being sure of, was a Saturday, sometime in early October. My sisters, our boyfriends, and I were leaving a party thrown by my best friend Mitch. Who is, or was, my boyfriend you ask, Butch. Yes, Butch of the Rowdyruff Boys, and Blossom was dating Brick, and Bubbles was with Boomer. The story of how we all became couples is kind of long and I'd rather not explain. Let's just say there was some jealousy and lots of drama involved.

But that's besides my point, I'm getting off topic. Butch and I decided to hang out at the park after the party, while my sisters were taken home by Butch's brothers. We just hung out talking, laughing, and occasionally I would have to hit Butch for saying something stupid.

"Oh great, it's way past my curfew!" I said after looking at my phone.

"I'll walk you home, it's too dangerous this late at night" he said. Butch was always the toughest one of the Boys, but with me he had a whole different side. He was really sweet and cared about me, my sisters, and his brothers a lot. All I could do was smile at him for being so worried about me, "you do know, I am a Powerpuff Girl. And I have handled plenty of dangerous things in this crazy town!"

"I know, I just don't know what I would do if something happened to you… I still need to beat your high score at that racing game!" he replaced his look of worry with that childish smirk I had come to love. I smiled at him and kissed him on the cheek, saying I loved him before I made my way out of the park. I decided to walk home, since I was in no hurry to get there. As late as it was (which was 12:13 a.m.), no matter how much faster I got home, I would be in the same amount of trouble.

I walked down an empty street knowing I was nearing home. I had to admit, I didn't really blame Bubbles for being scared of the streets at night, it was actually pretty creepy. But I wasn't scared; I just had an uneasy feeling in my stomach that something was wrong. I tensed up when I thought I heard someone was walking behind me, and fast. I turned around and got into a fighting stance, ready to show whoever it was that they don't mess with a Powerpuff Girl. I laughed at myself when there was no one there.

Suddenly I felt a sharp pain surge through my side, and a cloth was forcefully placed over my mouth and nose. I felt myself getting weak, and I couldn't move. I looked down and saw a small pocket knife being pulled from my side. I tried to look at who was doing this, but my vision was becoming blurry.

"You should be scared, my little Flower" was the last thing I heard before I blacked out.

That was where my nightmare started. I later woke up in a dim room, on a really junky bed with a small blanket over me. I immediately panicked and tried to get up, but my arms and legs were tied with really strong rope. I laughed at the silly way to keep me trapped.

"Whoever did this must not know who I am" I said to myself. I was going to use my super strength to break free, but for some reason, I couldn't. I even tried to use my laser vision, but nothing happened. I tensed up with fear when I realized that whoever did this, knew plenty about me. At this point, I was officially afraid for my life.

Then, as if I wasn't already scared enough, someone opened the door that lead to the room I was in. I glared at the figure so I wouldn't appear weak. All he did was smile, a really creepy smile at that, and then he laughed and I knew exactly who I was dealing with. He flicked on a lamp, revealing more of the room I was in. The walls were dark gray and had nothing but the bed I was in sitting in the far corner of the room.

"How are you feeling, Little Flower?" he asked. I glared at him, only Butch is allowed to call me that. He's the one who gave me that nickname, and this jerk was ruining it.

"What do you want from me?" I tried to sound strong, but my voice sounded more like a low whisper. He walked closer to me and sat me up on the bed, and kissed my lips forcefully. My heart raced, and I didn't know what to do, I never thought I would be in this type of position. When he finally pulled away, he smiled that creepy smile again.

"W-what the heck was THAT!" I demanded.

"Chill out Little Flower" he stroked my cheek and I simply glared harder, even though it didn't bother him one bit.

"D-don't EVER call me that" I shouted, thinking of Butch. Butch called me 'Flower' but even so, this guy was ruining the nickname for me.

"And why shouldn't I?" he leaned a little closer to me; I knew he could see my fear, but I wouldn't make it obvious.

"Maybe you shouldn't say anyth-"one of his friends began to say from the door way, but was cut off by his leader.

"No, I want to hear her say it" he waited for me to speak again. Something wasn't right, but I couldn't stop the words from coming, "ONLY Butch can call me that! Don't you EVER call me that again, you are NOTHING compared to him!"

He frowned and stood up straight again, seeming calm, as if he hadn't heard what I said. He then gestured for his friend to leave, he did as he was told, closing the door behind him. I thought I had gotten away with it, until I felt a sting of pain ring throughout my right cheek. The slap weakened me and I was lying down again.

He grabbed me by my hair and our faces were close again, "You should watch that little mouth of yours, because guess what Powerpuff? You will never see your little boyfriend or your sisters and friends ever again. Because you are mine now!"

He shoved me onto the bed again but this time he was on top of me. I whimpered softly and tried to block out what he was doing. I thought about my sisters, the Professor, and Butch but nothing could shield the pain.

When he was done, he smiled at the tears I finally let escape my eyes. He untied the rope that held my hands and feet, and left the room, locking it. That first night was the worst. I felt so helpless and weak. I was wishing and hoping for someone, anyone, to find me and save me. Sometimes when I woke up, he would be there, sitting on a chair waiting for me to wake up. Every once in a while he would tell me that I had been asleep for weeks, resulting in me not knowing how long I've been gone or what day it was.

My nightmare had been going on for who knows how long. And I was beginning to feel like the only way out, was if I somehow overpower him.

Ace.

My new least favorite name in the entire world.

Me:...so... there it is...

Everyone but me: O_O

Buttercup:... What the heck!

Me:... yeah.. see this is why I was unsure about it!... I just don't know, and I recently read a story where Ace does some stuff kind of like this, and I just want people to know, I didn't get my idea from that. anyway please review and tell me if I should upload another chapter because... I just don't know...

Thanks, and if you don't like it, I promise I will have some other stories soon. still working on a bunch of stories.

Bye!