Chapter 1: Monster

No Pov.

The house was quiet. The only things that could be heard was the sound of lyrics being mumbled, a cracking sound, and some humming. Each girl was locked inside their room. But that was nothing new. Blossom sat on her bed reading. She had black headphones in her ears. Music was blaring through her headphones. Buttercup was in her room. Every few seconds a cracking sound bounced through the house. The sound came from a sack that was swing back and forth, on its hook on the ceiling. Buttercup punched the sack causing it to move back and forth even more. A yell would escape Buttercup mouth every once a while. She was trying so hard to hold in tears but when one slipped down her cheek, she would punch harder. Bubbles was humming. She was the only truly happy person in the house. Paper lied on the floor beside her desk. She been working on a picture for the past hour but every time she couldn't get it right, a piece of paper was thrown over her shoulder. Any second her alarm on her phone will go off, telling her to start making dinner. She was the only one that could actually cook.

"The secret side of me I never let you see. I keep it caged but I can't control it. So stay away from me. The beast is ugly. I feel the rage and I just can't hold it' Blossom mumbled. She set her book down beside her and slowly climbed out of her bed.

"It's scratching on the walls, In the closet, in the halls, It comes awake, and I can't control it. Hiding under the bed, in my body, in my head. Why won't somebody come and save me from this? Make it end!" Blossom kept singing softly to herself.

"I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin. I must confess that I feel like a monster. I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun. I must confess that I feel like a monster. I, I feel like a monster. I, I feel like a monster" Blossom now sat on the window edge looking through the glass. The city shined back at her as she starred. Sirens could be heard in the distance.

"My secret side I keep, hid under lock and key. I keep it caged but I can't control it, cause if I let him out, he'll tear me up and break me down. Why won't somebody come and save me from this? Make it end!" Blossom turned to look at the red emergency phone that sat beside her bed. It hasn't been used in years. It hasn't been used since the accident. Blossom frowned at it. All she wanted to do was let it burn. But Blossom couldn't dare burn something that was from him. So she keeps it on her bedside, next to his picture.

"I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin. I must confess that I feel like a monster. I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun. I must confess that I feel like a monster."Blossom was now staring at the black guitar that hung on her pink walls. She loved that thing, almost as much she loved him. He gave it to her but she never had the chance to play it for him. He died before she could learn. After his death she taught herself to play.

"I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin. I must confess that I feel like a monster. I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun. I must confess that I feel like a monster. I, I feel like a monster. I, I feel like a monster" She never plays guitar or sings in front of anyone. It was a secret. It was her secret drug that no one else can know about. It made her feel a little more complete. But she knows that she can never be whole again.

"It's hiding in the dark. It's teeth are razor sharp. There's no escape for me. It wants my soul, it wants my heart" Blossom kept singing softly to herself. She could kind of hear Bubbles making dinner downstairs. She could also sort of hear the smacking sound of Buttercup's punching bag. She turned her attention to her pink clock. It read 5:56. That means soon Bubbles will force them to have dinner as a family. God she hated when they ate as a family.

"No one can hear me scream. Maybe it's just a dream or maybe it's inside of me. Stop this monster!" Blossom turned to look out the window again.

"I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin. I must confess that I feel like a monster. I hate what I've become. The nightmare's just begun. I must confess that I feel like a monster" She heard a crashing sound. Then she heard the smacking sound stop. Buttercup must have broke another bag.

"I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin. I must confess that I feel like a monster. I hate what I've become. The nightmare's just begun. I must confess that I feel like a monster" Blossom saw a green neon light flash past her window and disappear fast. She decided to ignore it. She just shrugged and forgot she even saw anything.

"I, I feel like a monster" Blossom finished singing to herself as she turned her volume down on her IPhone. She crawled back to bed where she almost fell asleep.

"Blossom! Buttercup! Dinner Time!" Bubbles screamed up the stairs. Blossom growled as she made her way to the door. She was dreading dinner.

Buttercup punched the bag. Tears formed in her eyes. I will not cry she thought to herself. She punched even harder, making the bag violently swing back in forth on it's hook. So that she could punch harder she would imagine her enemy's faces on the bag.

"SMACK" She had just imagined she punched Mitch.

"SMACK" There went Mojo's face.

"SMACK" She imagined HIM's face.

"SMACK" She had punched his face. Buttercup feel to the floor in tears. The memory flashed in her mind. It was like she was living it all over again. After fighting it alittle she pulled herself off the ground. She stood in front of the bag again. Her fist balled up by her side. His faced appeared on the bag again. This time she screamed as she punched the bag. The sack went flying off its hook and slammed into the wall. The sack bursted open. Rice was all over the floor.

Buttercup had broke another bag. She knew it would be a matter of seconds before Bubbles burst through the door demanding what that noise was. She had to get out of there fast before Bubbles saw her face, before she breaks down crying again. She need a distraction. And a distraction is what she got.

Buttercup's eyes landed on the window nearly seconds before a flash of forest green shoot through the sky. Buttercup was curious as to what that was and she needed to get out of here. She ran to the window and popped it open. After flying out, she careful closed the window behind her. She saw the green flash in the distance and followed it.

She felt wonderful, the breeze was nice and she totally forgot what had happen. If only she could feel this way more often. It was almost 6 and Bubbles demanded they eat dinner as a family on Saturdays. I guess I am just going to miss dinner today Buttercup thought.

She was having a difficult time catching up to the mysterious green thing. It was fast. She could make out that it was man dressed in all black. The guy would turn his head and smirked at Buttercup and then look at the ground every few seconds. Buttercup was wondering what was so important on the ground. When Buttercup looked at the ground she noticed they were being followed. A police car was racing down the road following the green figure. She was moving so fast that she could barely hear the sirens of the car.

Buttercup began to slow down. Was this guy a criminal? Should she being following him? What if he works with him? Buttercup stopped dead in her tracks. She shouldn't be outside. He could get her again. No. There was no way she was going through that again. When Buttercup had finished thinking she realized the green figure was far gone and so where the police cars that followed him. Buttercup had nothing to do, so she headed home before Bubbles could freak out. The image of the green figure smirking at her never left her mind. Why did he look so familiar? And how could he fly? She asked herself as she hurried home.

Bubbles was humming. She couldn't be happier. Her boyfriend Carter had asked her to go to a party with him tonight. She was so happy that she had already picked out an outfit and had retired to her desk. There she was drawing picture of Carter and herself. It had to be just right. Bubble's picture had to be perfect. But they never were. Actually Bubbles never thought any of picture looked good. They usually ended up in a folder or in the trash. She has a spot on her wall that she was saving for her perfect picture but she never could make one good enough. She figure the picture would be of herself and Carter. But she wasn't getting anywhere with that theory.

"BEEP" Her IPhone buzzed beside her. She knew that was her alarm. It was time to make dinner. Bubbles hasn't felt close to her sisters lately. Ever since his death both of them locked themselves in their rooms. Bubbles never felt so far from her sisters then now. So Bubbles came up with the idea of having family dinner time. Every Saturday she would make a meal, then she would force her sisters to all eat at the dining room table together.

Bubbles had reached the kitchen. She placed a bowl of water on the burner to have it boil. She was planning on making spaghetti. Bubbles hummed as she cooked.

20 minutes later Bubbles was done. She had finished and was now setting the table. She was going to force her sister's to talk this time. Buttercup never talks during family dinner time and Blossom would just ask question. Usually Bubbles just rambled on and on while her sisters pick at their food. But today was going to be different.

"CRASH" Bubbles jumped. The loud crash had shook the house. Bubbles didn't really care for the sound though. She knew Buttercup had broke her punching bag. Bubbles would usually go check on her but then Buttercup would just scream at her. So what was the point? Bubbles just returned to setting the table.

'Blossom! Buttercup! Dinner is ready!" Bubbles called up to her sisters, 5 minutes later. She hoped Blossom heard her cause she usually has her music on to loud. Bubbles took her seat at the table. She heard someone coming down the stairs. She expected Buttercup but really it was Blossom.

"Where is BC?" Bubbles asked Blossom. Blossom just frowned and shrugged.

"I heard her punching bag break" Bubblse continued.

"I thought I saw her flying outside my window" Blossom added.

"Come on lets go get her" Bubbles said as she walked up the stairs. Blossom followed. When they reached Buttercup's door, Bubbles knocked. There was no sound. So Bubbles turned the knob and walked in. Just like Bubbles said the sack of rice laid on the floor in a mess. Buttercup was no where in sight.

"I guess she did leave" Bubbles said. Both girls began to search the room for any clues but nothing was really helping.

"What are you doing in my room!" Buttercup yelled. She stood at the doorway to her bedroom with her hands on her hip. She looked pissed. Blossom and Bubbles turned around quickly and hurried out of her room.

"Where did you go?" Blossom asked.

"I went for a fly" Buttercup answered still frowning.

"Well that doesn't matter now. Lets go eat" Bubbles yelled, skipping down the stairs. Buttercup and Blossom groaned as they follow after their blue sister.

Author Note

Chapter 1 complete. Who does Blossom miss? Who does Buttercup hate so much and why? Why can't Bubbles draw the perfect picture? Find out in Chapter 2. Coming soon. The song above is "Monster" by Skillet. I don't own anything. I hoped you liked it. Peace to all the lovers and index finger to all the haters.

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