'I'm an orphan.'
That was his first thought. He looked at himself in the mirror. His red sweatshirt was drenched in blood and drops of blood fell to the floor. He raised his hands and stared. They were completely covered in blood.
He had thought his parents would've been easy to kill but instead they pulled up a fight. He was taken by surprise but he was able to overpower them. And now here he was, surrounded by his parents dead bodies.
And all because of them. This was all their fault! It was because of them he was stuck in this mess. They were stuck in this mess. It was all because of those four bloody fucking people he and the girls were stuck in this mess!
Just a few months ago, everything was fine. But then she left those pictures for them to find it in hopes of saving their souls. Ha! More like doomed their souls.
They only caused him and his two friends to unleash that monster. Him. Just thinking about it made him shiver. All of those people underestimated Him when he gave a warning in person. All those people should've taken him seriously instead of making fun of his clothing, that he knew.
'Brick.'
He looked up quickly before he let out a low growl. That was his name now.
'Answer me!'
'WHAT!'
'They're almost close. Come to me immediately. It's time for you to show them not to underestimate you again.'
'Fine.'
'Hurry.'
He hated that name. Brick. He looked around the room and his eyes landed on the bodies of his dead parents.
Mako Tsunami, his mother, laid on the ground, staring at him with lifeless eyes. In her chest, the knife was still there,gleaming in the bare light. It was covered in blood. Her blonde hair was messy and sticky with blood. A pool of blood had formed around her and was still getting bigger.
Anlu Tsumi was on the wall, knives all around his body . He noticed now that the knives formed a skull. He ignored that however, and studied the places he had stabbed his dad in. A small knife was on his eyes. The blood flowed down like if Anlu was crying tears of blood. Another was in his mouth. The blood was still falling and at a fast pace. Two other knives were in his gut. His pants and the bottom of his shirt was drenched with blood. And the other knives, he didn't even want to talk about where they landed.
His ears perked up as he heard the sirens of the police. He narrowed his eyes and smirked dangerously. His face shadowed and he started glowing blood red. He started laughing like a maniac before he looked outside the window, still glowing. If anybody had been there with him, they would be able to see that his eyes had turned black and filled with insanity.
He spotted a mirror that was in the corner of his room and looked in it.
In the mirror he saw himself but not really. It was a young version of him, probably around the age of 11. He was surrounded by two other people that he despised in the whole world. All three wore matching outfits except they were in different colors. And they were all… sticking a finger in their noses. Gross.
He turned around and opened his window. He gave one last glance to the mirror before he jumped out the window and flew.
It would never happen. He refused to believe that would've been his life if Him had never messed with his life.
His glow darkened even more.
"Damn you, Buttercup! You think you're so tough now because you're a powerpuff girl! You couldn't even fight back at me in your stupid form when I wasn't even transformed!" She screamed before hitting her hand against the closest window available.
The glass shattered and was lying on the ground, some of it covered in blood. She looked at her hand and growled. She definitely wasn't human anymore. Her wound was already healing. Those damn heroes never should've messed with them.
'Berserk!'
She looked up before clenching her teeth and her hands turned into fists.
'What do you bloody want?!'
'Where are you at?!'
'None of your damn business! Now answer my question! WHAT DO YOU BLOODY WANT?!'
'The time is coming. Hurry. The final battle between them and us coming.'
She felt his presence leave her mind. She let out a frustrated sob before falling down on the ground and breaking into sobs.
'There's have nowhere else for me to go. I can't do that anymore. And it's all because of them. IT'S ALL THEIR FAULT!'
She stopped sobbing and let out a crazy, maniac scream. All the windows close to her surrounding shattered. Pieces of glass fell in the air like raindrops.
"MY LIFE IS OVER BECAUSE OF THEM! I LOST EVERYTHING! I KILLED MY OWN FAMILY! IT'S ALL THEIR FAULT! I HATE THEM!"
As she screamed, her eyes glowed. All of her wounds that were caused by the pieces of glass immediately disappeared.
She started glowing a dark pink magenta.
She was sobbing. She couldn't help it. She just killed her own family. A family who had loved her. Cared for her. And she threw it all away.
'Why… why did I kill them? Why do I hate those kids? I don't even remember when I started hating them. They helped me a !'? 'Momoko!'
She froze and looked up. She saw her reflection in the mirror. Wearing a pink PPGZ outfit and was surrounded by the blue and green puff.
'Momoko-chan!'
As she looked in the mirror, her eyes starting to fill with dangerous anger of insanity.
'Look out!' 'Onee-chan! What are you doing!' 'No...No, stay back! AHHHHHHHH!'
A crazy laughter filled the gloomy room.
'Blossom, they're coming. Hurry!'
'I'm coming… Master.'
Blossom started glowing a dark red pink glow and the room lit up.
"Bloody Brick!" "Raging Berserk!" "Dark Blossom!"