Butch

A.N (Author's Note)- Just for reference everyone has their power but they all have fingers, toes, normal sized eyes… etc. I do not own the power puff girls, I do not own anything!

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A tall figure stands in a corner of a basement gym hammering away at lone punching bag. Leather from his gloves curling around his fingers as it makes contact with the leather of the bag breaking it from its chains and slamming into the brick wall behind it, making a small dent. A growl escapes the man. He sighs and rips off his gloves and throws them to the floor. He walks over to the walk and punches a huge hole in the wall just to see the dirt behind it. "Damn it." A husky voice can be heard. He turns and walks to a nearby bench and sits down looking at his surroundings. Silence envelops him. His hunter green eyes scanning the room, he closes them and breathes deeply through his nose as he listens closely to the quiet around him. He can feel every muscle in his body tingling, his jet black hair tingled with anticipation as if a threat is coming, he is hyper aware of his body and everything around him. "You know I can hear you, right?" He snaps his eyes open looking towards a staircase that leads to the outside world. As a slender man walks into the light.

"You have been training for 8 hours straight, I've been sent to make sure you haven't died from exhaustion." A blonde man spoke softly. He inhaled the last of his cigarette and dropped it to the floor crushing it with his foot. He stood at six feet tall at least. A very lanky build, brilliant dark blue eyes and shaggy blonde hair that made him look like a pop teen sensation. "Brick wanted me to check in on you."

"You mean he wanted you to check on his investment." The man spat back. He stood up walking over to the wrestling ring in the center of the room. He hopped up moving the ropes out of his way with ease while he surveyed the room turning slowly in the center looking at the mirrors seeing his reflection, the muscle tone, tattoos encircling his upper arms and the gigantic one that covered his entire back. His looked at his face and saw scruff appearing where he use to keep a clean shave, his hair shaved on the side of his head and a mop of hair that was tamed with gel. Under his eyes bags laid, showing how little sleep he got. On his wrist, reminders of his past and glowing green bands holding back his true powers. "I'm back to normal Boomer, tell Brick I'll be in the ring for the final. That asshole Piper has no idea who is going to be in the room." His fingers twitched slightly and he made a fist.

"How's your mood Butch." Boomer made his question a statement. Like he's been through something similar.

"It's in check." He put his fists up and stood in his fighters stance, he started to bob and weave and punch the air training his form trying to ignore the elephant in the room. Boomer stood staring up at him.

"Is it because of her?" This caused Butch to stop and face him and glare.

"Why is it any of your business if it was her?" He walked towards him and hung on the ropes leaning towards him. "If I go into a downward spiral it's my own damn fault for letting Brick get between me and a good thing. He fucked this up and I am holding him and every one of his goons accountable for her being gone. That includes you little brother. So I suggested you run away before I pummel you into the ground. I will rip these good damn restrains off of my wrists and personally tear you apart limb by limb." He said darkly.

- 8 Months Earlier -

You can hear the roaring of the crowds in your toes, it seemed to echo through this gigantic stadium. Townsville was ready for their wrestlers tonight. This operation was the opposite of the WWE. More of a secretive version. This is Fight Club, you don't talk about fight club. Each establishment has a disguise, a Night Club above the arena. Only certain people could even have the pleasure of seeing the fights and the fans keep everything a secret. No social media posts, no talking about it in the daylight, not even fan girls running to the fighters on the streets. If any of this illegal fighting got out the cops would be all over here. Only gym members, socialites, celebrities, Rich folk, Mob members, Villains, Drug dealers were among the top ranking attendees. Also a lot of beautiful girls from clubs are invited for the fighters pleasure. And it was all run by the Rowdy Ruff Boys.

Brick Jojo 28 years old and in the prime of his life started this exclusive club, building Night Clubs "The Red Dagger" through the United States and underneath every one hides a huge Stadium sound proofed with the best equipment and technology. Using everything their father Mojo taught them about security, before his passing, he created this world of his own. With fighters coming in for the ultimate Championship to see who is the best fighter in the World. He even created special technology wrist bands to disable any super powers fighters may have and make them as average as any human. Anyone to take them off in the ring would be automatically disqualified and beaten to a pulp and framed for a crime that would land them in prison. And Brick ran everything, he was the king of this empire and everything was up to legal code… well for the most part.

He enlisted his brothers help. Boomer, the youngest, acts as Security for the whole operation. He has teams browsing every social media sight looking for any photos, tagging or whispers of the Red Daggers Secret Fighting or for short RDS. Boomer also has highly skilled security watching every move anyone makes during the competitions and watching for any suspicious behavior from any of the fighters. For any rule breaking, Boomer ends up sitting up in one of the owner's boxes with a computer set up watching the entire arena. He and his crew look like uptight FBI agents. Black suits and ties. He is the only one wearing a dark blue tie to stand out from the rest. He stand's easily at 6ft tall. He is especially easy on the eyes, he could charm the pants off of you in a few words. His slender build may not looked strong but don't let looks deceive you, this pretty boy is smarter then he lets on. Playing the dumb one was his identity as a young kid, he's molded into one of the best asset's in RDS arsenal. Charming but deadly.

Butch one of the best fighters in the tournament, starting at a young age all he has wanted to do was fight. So enlisting him was the easiest part of Brick's plan. Butch easily stood at 6'4" towering over most of his competition. His bulky build and muscle tone and mean look scared the shit out of most of his opponents. His cocky attitude provoked everyone around him. He was one of the top fighters and favorite to win. His tattoos and bruiting attitude earned him the nickname "The Butcher" he slayed anyone who had the courage to stand against him. His energy could be felt by anyone near him, he wowed the crowd and captivated ladies hearts and made his way into their pants. Most of Brick's investors use to think he favored his brother, but with Brick's invention 'Knock-Out Bracelet' he proved himself to be unbiased. He placed wagers here and there but nothing substantial to lose.

Brick however was the master mind behind everything. He knew everything about his operation and controlled it all. From how tickets were priced, having stats on every single fighter from every strength to every weakness. He was in complete and utter control. Nothing happened in his club without his knowing of it. He was the ring leader of this circus. He stood at 6'2" his brilliant red hair looked similar to his brother Butch, except his kept his in a small tight low ponytail, it didn't even hit the back of his neck, he hid the top of his scalp with a red baseball cap the was turn backwards with a few of his bangs sticking out. His dark red eyes matched the color of blood. Rumors of how relentless he was didn't compare to his death stare. He is known for being cold blooded and merciless. Rumored to have murdered anyone who has gotten in his way. Rumors are always missing the truth.

The only reason they stumbled into this business was when the Power Puff Girls decided to stop fighting crime and all the Villains went their separate ways because Townsville became too boring. The Rowdy Ruff boys thought of a new way to have some fun and make a profit. Ten years of getting everything up and running, paying back lenders and finally making it out on top. No one was going to stop them… Well or so they think.

Bubbles walked into the fighting arena handing one of the guards her ticket, as he eyed her up and now, her long milky legs short baby blue mini skirt a white crop top, her bright blonde hair up in two ponytails that stretched down to her shoulders. She was slender, barely looked like she was 100 pounds soaking wet. She had a spring in her step that made everything bounce with her. Her smile was radiant and it made others smile just because she was. The guard pointed her down to where her seat was located, he hit a button on the inside of his jacket discreetly. The button was to signal Boomer for girls that possibly would entertain the fighters. A lot of fans would jump at the chance to screw any one of them. Boomer saw the signal and flashed over to the camera that had the alert. He didn't think much of her at first but when he caught her face his eyes widened slightly. He tapped his ear piece "Send her up here to O.W.N.t2, let her know she's been selected for an upgrade to watch the show in comfort and style." He sat back waiting for a reply. He watched as his guard walked up to her and she smiled nodding saying something to him as she was grabbing her purse. 'She has a few guests coming with her, she will comply if her guests can join her' The guard rang in Boomer's ears. He smiled "Yeah that's fine, I already know who they are." He got up and walked over the other owners box.

Brick was sitting on a couch with a few bimbos at his sides running their hands up and down his suit circling his chest. "What is it Boomer." He didn't need to look in his direction to know who it was.

"We have special guests coming to join us."

"Who the fuck is so important to join us up here? I told the investors no one is to disturb me for opening night for our first fight of the season." The girls giggled popping their gum and twirling their hair looking doe eyed at Brick.

Boomer leaned against the door frame "Nope, a special trio has decided to grace us with their presence to enjoy the fight. I figured you want to talk with them personally." Boomer smiled. Brick raised his eyebrows in interest. "Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup."

Brick smirked "Well now is that so? Ladies I will have someone to accompany you to the front row so you can enjoy the fight. I have business to do." He didn't even look at them, he stood up and snapped his fingers two guards appeared and escorted them out swiftly and quietly. He went to the bar in the corner and poured himself a single malt scotch, sipping it slowly. "About time they show up… hmm took them long enough."

"I'm assuming you have a plan to keep them quiet. If they catch on to any illegal doings they are going to sing like a canary to the cops. And they aren't nobodies, we can't pay them off or get around this as easily as the others."

Brick chuckled "Boomer I know for a fact little Blossy has tried to find out everything she can about our business and if she shows up, which I know she will by the look on your face, I plan to stop all her doubts and charm her. We are keeping it simple, telling her the good things our business does. Charities we donate to, the kids we sponsor to stop bullying… etc. Nothing illegal will come up because anything illegal going on only you and I know about. Keeping everyone on their toes."

"You know as well as I do Blossom will see right through that. She's a lawyer, it's her job to spot through bullshit." Boomer pulled out some bracelet's from his pocket. "In case you don't want to get pummeled" He threw them and Brick caught them easily.

Brick clapped as a catering crew brought in finger foods, champagne and other chocolates and treats and laid them out in a beautiful display. He pocketed the bracelets "You worry too much Boomer, but I will ask them to wear them at some point to make you feel better." He was relaxed, probably because of the drinking he has been doing or because he wasn't actually worried. Which would be foolish but Brick is anything but foolish.

"It's my job to worry." Boomer pressed his ear piece "Keep her busy for a moment ask what type of drink she wants and let her know where the bathrooms and exits are. Go over a quick safety protocol and let her know the owners will join her when her party arrives." Boomer looked to Brick. "Step over to the control room until they all get here and we can surprise them in a controlled setting without shooting off alarms or them blowing the place up." Boomer walked as Brick laughed and followed him out and into the hallway.

A few minutes later Bubbles stepped into the suite in awe. "Oh my gosh!" She giggled to herself and walked briskly to the windows seeing a beautiful view of the arena, looking at the 5 TV screens that hovered above the windows so you could view the fight from all angles. "I can't believe this is happening!" Her smile was so big she heard her phone go off and she picked up "Blossom this is soo cool! You and BC need to get here stat! The view is so beautiful."

"Honestly Bubbles I can't believe you are so caught up in this, and how is a fighting ring beautiful?"

"Blossom you love the fighting and you know it. You just won't admit it." She smiled walking over to the desert table eating a piece of chocolate. "Besides you're the one who got the tickets in the first place you can't tell me your not excited about getting this major upgrade." She popped another piece of chocolate in her mouth.

"I will admit yes I'm excited, but cautious why did we get the upgrade in the first place?" Blossom questioned.

"It's not ring side so it's not a upgrade, getting us farther away from the blood is a downgrade. I can't see the blood spew it's going to be a drag"

"Buttercup hush it will be fun anyway. Bubbles I'm parking we will be there in less than ten minutes. See you soon."

The call ended quickly after that. Bubbles stilled smiled to herself. She looked down at all the spectators hearing the applause, people shouting for their favorite fighters. She couldn't wait for it to begin.

Brick walked into the locker room, hearing the yelling and punching of all the fighters gearing up for their upcoming rounds. As he walked past coaches and henchmen everyone started to go silent. Butch was taping his knuckles listening to a heavy rock song with his headphones on. Brick reached him and stood. Butch wasn't even facing him and he removed his gear and turned facing him. "Well here to wish me luck? Aww brother I didn't realize you were so sentimental." He laughed and put his headphones away.

"Not quite." He smirked "We have some VIP guests we need to charm and I want you upstairs to charm them before it's your turn to fight."

Butch gave him a skeptical look. "You want me to suck up to a few VIP's… you realize every meeting you've involved me in they end up hating, fearing or despising me. Sucking up is not my best quality, it's not even in my blood." He tied his shoes.

"Well lucky for you I don't need you to suck up, charm the pants off of them." Brick watched him. "Besides your sparkling personality should be shown to someone other than your brothers." Brick laced his sentence with thick sarcasm.

"Ouch, shit who the hell do we have to impress? No one is worth that." Butch turned to his locker throwing his stuff in and grabbing his silk robe from the hanger throwing it on and tying the sash.

"Yeah we have three ladies who need impressing… Power Puff Girls."

Butch started to laugh. "Those goody two shoes are actually showing up in a underground fighting tournament? You have to be bull shitting me." He turned facing Brick who wasn't laughing or smiling. Butch's smile faded quickly. "What are you fucking serious." He lowered his voice and motioned for Brick to follow him. Butch walked into the nearest empty medic room and he shut the door. "They catch us doing any of the illegal shit that runs through this place on a daily basis… we are fucked." Butch ran his fingers through his hair sitting on a nearby bench.

"Don't worry about it I have a plan."

Bubbles sat in an arm chair sipping some champagne texting away on her phone. "This way ladies." Bubbles looked up and saw Blossom and Buttercup step in. Blossom looking lovely as always. She wasn't dressed in her business casual, she actually looked like a normal girl. Her light blue jeans hugged her in just the right way, she was wearing a pink tank top that showed the perfect amount of cleavage and she had a thin silver chain dangling around her neck that Bubbles and Buttercup bought her for her birthday. Her ginger hair was pulled into a high ponytail that was full and hung to her waist. And her pink eyes dazzled in the light, the one time she didn't wear color contacts to hide her glimmering eyes.

Buttercup walked in after Blossom, she chose a different style to wear. Her athletic gear she had a light green sports bra on that barely held her in, she had a spandex black jacket on but it wasn't zipped so you could see her toned stomach a fit figure and her black spandex shorts showed her butt perfectly while covering it. And her dingy old workout shoes were on her feet. She had her raven hair up in a high ponytail, when it was down it hovered above her shoulders. She was twiddling a ring on her middle finger. "Holy fuck I was wrong I like these box seats." She went to the glass. "You can see everything here, and even the tv's are high def. Ok Bubbles I'll hand it to you, nice pull. What did you do to get these seats?" She spun around smiling walking to the glass to peer at the people down below.

"Nothing, one of the guards just said the owners would like to make me and my guests as comfortable as possible." She shrugged. "Blossom you look so nice! It's great to see you out of the business suit and pants." She looked to Buttercup "Did you just come from the gym?"

"Yeah I did and I didn't see a reason to change it smells like sweat and blood here I fit right in." Buttercup smiled hearing the crowd soaking up the energy. "Is this what it feels like being high?" She turned back to the girls laughing.

"B I think you should have been more cautious about just wandering in here. Did you check for traps? I have a hard time believing the owners would be this nice." Blossom interjected looking around.

"Well we figured we would entertain you in style." A male voice came behind the girls. They all focused their attentions at the door. Brick was the one speaking, Boomer and Butch entered behind him and shut the door. Buttercup instantly took a fighters stance. Blossom crossed her arms facing their leader and Bubbles stayed where she was sitting still sipping on her bubbly. It had been years since any of them had used their powers to fight in an actual battle. But they were prepared never the less.

"Woah woah woah" Butch put his hands in the air. "Calm down we are not here to fight we are here to make peace." He smiled "Looking good Buttercup." He winked at her setting his hands back down.

"Wink again and I will give you a shiner before you head on stage." Buttercup didn't budge from her fighting stance.

"Butch knock it off. Ladies we are not here to fight, we are here to let bygones be bygones." Brick smiled genuinely.

Blossom glared "I don't believe that for one second."

"Believe what you want Bloss, we are trying to keep the past in the past. We have a good business going here and we thought because you are avid spectators we would give you a VIP for the rest of the season in every location whenever you wanted to watch the sport. As a gesture of good faith."

Blossom raised her eyebrow. "I would like to thank you for your generosity but it is not needed. You have laid low for years and you haven't caused any trouble in that time. So there is no need to think you are planning anything. But it should go without saying we don't trust you. And as for your good business having mob members and crime bosses place bets out in the open doesn't strike me that this is a 'good clean' business." She used air quotes as she put her purse on her shoulder. Buttercup stood up out of her stance.

"Well as sweet of is it for you to check up on us knowing you, you have probably looked into our tax returns, seen our charitable donations, and know of the organization's we support. Yes we run a underground fighting ring but we have all the fighters and endorsers sign agreements that my legal team have triple checked, everything is legal even the police know about the arena and you should of seen them as you parked your car. The fighters enter at their own risk. Also whomever bets on the fighters is not a reflection on this establishment betting is legal and everyone is ID to make sure they are over 21." He looked at Blossom who didn't lose her questioning face. "We are just here to let you see the fight. If you want you can leave at any time." He opened the door waiting for her move.

Blossom's move. "Fine we can stay for the fight, no harm in accepting your generosity." She watched him shut the door and she walked over to one of the empty couches and sat down. Buttercup turned around and looked out through the box. Bubbles sighed in relief and kept drinking her champagne. "But I want a private word with my sisters if you would be so kind." Her tone was flat.

The boys stepped out and shut the door. "I don't trust them."

"None of us do. Butch makes my blood boil." Buttercup grumbled.

"Why don't we hear them out? They've kept under the radar for so long why can't we believe they are just trying to run a business and have fun doing it?" Bubbles inquired.

"I looked into their business practices but this doesn't feel right." Blossom came back with.

"Did you already know they were running the club? Is that why you aren't surprised?" Buttercup watched her eldest sister's reaction.

"Yes I knew they were running it, I've also been watching the sport for the last two years with this championship. My law firm represented a couple of the fighters. I have not spoken with Brick since high school. I still don't like it." Blossom mentioned

"You knew they were here and you didn't say anything to us?" Buttercup said unbelievably, not really angry more confused.

"Well I understand why she didn't BC, I mean it just would of pissed you off and made me irritable." Bubble piped in speaking softly. "But Blossom can't we just enjoy tonight? We can keep our guards up and watch out for any issues with the boys. But you paid for the tickets and you know Buttercups love of fighting why don't we let them wine and dine us and then we can go our separate ways and never see them again? Please?" Bubbles pleaded

"I have to agree with her, I was hearing from some of the guys at the gym about the fighters and it's been a long time since I've seen a decent fight. Might as well enjoy it, I may not like the Rowdyruff's but if they are going to give me food and let me scream at the fighters in style hell I'll take it." Buttercup agreed with Bubbles.

"Ok we'll stay, for now." Blossom nodded.

Hello Everyone! Sorry for the long break from writing but I am finally back in action with this new fanfiction. Again I will say I do not own anything! I am just working out an idea let me know what you think!

Also this is a green's fic but I love the reds relationship so they will be in here too ;)

-Vb7