Chapter 1

The City of Townsville! Even though many years have passed, things will always be the same deep in the heart of this city.

"Well I'm back. Yes I'm back in black" sings a rebellious looking teenage girl with ripped back jeans, a green strappy top, green and black striped sweatbands covering her arms, black fingerless leather gloves, big green eyes and messy black hair. Complementing her look, she is carrying a green ipod in her hands with earphones covering her ears. It doesn't seem to make a difference that she is wearing earphones as the music is blaring thorough them so loudly that everyone can hear it. This girl is singing so loudly that she doesn't have a care in the world. Not concentrating on what is going on.

BANG! "HEY! WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING YOU ASSHOLE!" she screams.

"I didn't know that you were a fan of AC/DC, Buttercup?" replies someone in a smug tone.

The irate girl then looks up and she can't believe what she sees. A teenage guy with the same hair color as her own but short and spikey, ripped black jeans similar to her jeans, a black spikey belt with a matching collar and cuffs, a top that looks similar to the one she is wearing but in a darker green which shows off his muscular arms and eyes that resemble her eyes but in a darker shade of green. "B-utch?" she gasps in amazement, "What are you doing here?"

"May I ask the same about you?" he questions with a grin on his face.

"Look! Don't get cocky with me! I live here, Dumbass!" she snaps as she points at him violently.

"I always remember you being this feisty, Honey" Butch flirts, half smiling. He inches his way towards Buttercup and wraps his arms around her waist like a kid clutching his favorite soft toy. His face rests towards the side of her face, treating it as a pillow. "Let's make out right now" he whispers seductively in her ear.

Buttercup is unsure whether to be shocked, disgusted or embarrassed as her body tenses up. "GET THE FUCK OFF ME YOU CREEP!" she yells. Next she give Butch a dagger like jab with her elbow in his stomach.

His clutch then loosens. "OW!" he yelps in shock as he holds his stomach.

Buttercup turns away from him and walks as quickly as she can to get away from him.

"That's the feisty bitch I remember!" Butch shouts as he gets back up, "You'll be back!"

Trying not to react, Buttercup continues walking and sighs "What a sick bastard."

Yep, that's right. Things will always be the same deep in the heart of Townsville.

Buttercup then arrives at a plain white square like building with square windows downstairs and three circular windows upstairs with a vibrant red door at the front. No it's not a statue of some kind of cake, it's where Buttercup lives with her family. They have lived there their whole lives and things certainly haven't changed.

The short-tempered girl grabs the door handle and pushes the door forward with force. SLAM! The door crashes onto the side of the wall, leaving a giant crack on it. But this is considered 'The Norm' in this residence, as three girls with Superpowers live there.

"What was that?" squeaks a startled, timid girl with long blonde pigtails with blue ribbons draped around them, a light blue top with a dark blue skirt and big sparkly blue eyes. She quickly leaps off the sofa in the living room, turns her head around and notices Buttercup.

"It's only me, Bubbles" grunts Buttercup.

We all know Bubbles, with her sweet and demure nature. She is still as sweet as ever.

"PHEW!" Bubbles gasps in relief as she leaves the living room to go to the hallway to speak to Buttercup, "I thought a giant monster was smashing our house up. Are you O.K, Buttercup?"

"I'm fine, Bubbles" Buttercup mumbles, trying to avoid the subject.

Bubbles is unconvinced. "Are you sure?" she questions in concern, "It's just that you seem a little ….."

"BUBBLES! I SAID THAT I'M FINE, O.K!" snaps Buttercup as she aggressively slams her hand down onto a small desk-like table which is by the phone, "Can't you ever just shut the fuck up for one second. I can't stand your whiny voice. It pisses me off, seriously?"

"Hey! That's no way to talk to your sister!" barks another girl as she walks down the stairs. She is more conservative looking than the other two girls. Her outfit is more simplistic but classy looking at the same time as it consists of a long pink top and black leggings. Her long red hair is tied up into a ponytail with a thin and dainty red ribbon. Her eyes are big and pink.

"OH FUCK OFF, BLOSSOM! THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU!" screams Buttercup.

Blossom. We all know her as being the leader, the mature one and the motherly-like figure.

There they are! The three sisters, known as, The Powerpuff Girls! Still up to their usual duties of saving the world and….bickering of course.

"BUTTERCUP!" bellows a deep masculine voice. Buttercup's expression changes from threatening to timid. She glances up and sees an older looking male with short black hair, smart plain black trousers with matching shoes and a long white lab coat.

"Pro-fes-sor!" she stutters.

"What have I said about using profanity, especially towards your sisters?" he lectures sternly.

"But…." Buttercup replies, trying to justify her actions.

"No buts!" Professor interrupts, "There is no excuse for taking your anger out on your sisters! Now apologize to them!"

"O.K" Buttercup sighs as she holds her head in shame, "Sorry Blossom, sorry Bubbles."

The girls happily accept her apology.

Finally we have Professor Utonium. The creator of The Powerpuff Girls! He is such a good father to them. Always looking out for them and keeping the peace in the family home.

Concerned by his distressed looking daughter, Professor asks "Is something the matter, Buttercup?"

Feeling too proud and ashamed to admit what happened, Buttercup turns away from The Professor and hunches herself into a ball, resembling a hedgehog in hibernation. "I'm fine" she mutters quietly.

Unconvinced, Professor Utonium folds his arms, raises one eyebrow and orders with a friendly tone in his voice "Come on Buttercup, look at me."

Knowing that she can't win, the defeated girl loosens up her posture, faces The Professor and sighs "O.K, I had a terrible day today."

"A terrible day?" The Professor asks in shock, "Why?"

"I was walking along…." Buttercup starts and then pauses, feeling that she is too embarrassed to continue.

"Come on Buttercup" The Professor coaxes encouragingly as he places his hand on her shoulder, "You can tell me."

"O.K" Buttercup continues, "I was walking along and that moron Butch bumped into me."

Surprised to hear from The Rowdyruff Boys, Bubbles squeals with excitement "You mean Butch from The Rowdyruff Boys?"

"No! Just a random butch lesbian!" Buttercups snaps sarcastically, "Of course I mean Butch from The Rowdyruff Boys!"

"Buttercup!" Blossom warns.

"O.K, sorry Bubbles" Buttercup groans.

"Oh, how interesting" The Professor replies, "We haven't seen them in years. I wonder how they are."

"Anyway….." Buttercup growls in annoyance as she feels that she was rudely interrupted, "He was being a sick pervert as he was wrapping his gross body around me."

"Ah, he's just being a typical guy" The Professor replies, being relaxed about the whole situation.

"Someone's in love" Bubbles teases, looking at Buttercup.

"I AM NOT!" Buttercup shouts as her face starts to go red.

"You're blushing!" Blossom taunts in a humorous way.

"Urgh!" Buttercup grunts in disgust, "I'm going to my room!" She storms off in a rage and marches upstairs towards her room and slams her door shut loudly.

"AW! Someone is too embarrassed to admit that they're in love" coos The Professor.

Blossom and Bubbles begin to laugh uncontrollably. Professor Utonium then changes into a serious tone. "Did you guys know that The Rowdyruff Boys were returning to Townsville?" he enquires.

"Not me" Bubbles replies.

"Nor did I" Blossom responds in a curious manner.

Now that is strange. THE ROWDYRUFF BOYS RETURNING TO TOWN WITHOUT NOICE?! Well maybe they're just visiting for a few days. Yep, Townsville is also full of new surprises as well.