The Professors secret: Part 1.(The creation awakes.)
Hola. I am Gundamguy and this is my powerpuff girl's fic. Please read and review. Oh yeah, and I don't own anything.
"Did not." I screamed.
"Did to." She screamed back.
"Buttercup, you lyre." I screamed.
"Am not." Buttercup screamed.
We had broken a beaker inside the professor's lab and Buttercup had accused me of breaking it when it was her that had broken it. Buttercup was looking madder every second I looked at her. But I never thought she would do what she did next.
"Shut up!" She screamed punching me in the chest and sending me flying into the wall and smashing a huge hole in it .Bubbles zipped behind her trying desperately trying to restrain her. But her look of desperation quickly turned to a look of shock. Buttercups rage turned to fear as well.
"What's wrong?" I asked turning around. What I saw behind me filled the house with a shriek. "It's a boy."
He seemed to be in suspended animation. His long Braided red hair floating in the liquid. He reminded me of someone. But I just couldn't put my finger on it.
"What's this?" Buttercup exclaimed picking up a floppy disk from near the capsule in which he was placed.
"Put it in the professors computer and we'll see what it says."
I exclaimed.
Buttercup walked over to the computer and popped in the disc. The computer began to hum and whir to life as a picture began to materialize. As the picture cleared up a face appeared on the screen.
"It's that boy from the capsule." Bubbles exclaimed.
"Shh he's gonna say something." I said.
"Hello, all creations of Professor Utonium." The boy said with a look of exasperation. "I have created his message to warn you about the professor. Keep away from him. To you he may look like a good natured man, but he is not that at all. He is trying to create the perfect human. I myself am one of his creations."
"This can't be." Bubbles whispered to herself.
Then I noticed Buttercup moving towards the capsule.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm letting him out." She replied.
"But we don't know anything about him." I yelled.
"The message was good enough for me." She screamed slamming her fist into the glass and shattering it to millions of pieces. The boy fell out covered in the liquid he was once submerged in.
"C'mon we gotta help him." I exclaimed as I picked him up on my shoulder and helped him up stairs.
"Who are you." I thought.
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